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misterghostfrog · 4 years ago

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So I was reading someones post about what if Jon went back in time to save everyone, and he managed it. He kept Martin away from Prentiss, he Kept Sasha alive, Tim never even know the unknowing existed and he never had Jons paranioa to ruin him. But They never knew, there was never those moments of bonding between the terror. Martin never had that moment when he realized Jon wasn’t just his shitty boss. And sure the assistants were close, but there was no room for Jon. And it gave me thoughts.

Under the cut bc I started to Ramble and it got Long, warning; its Big Sad Hours down there. No happy endings here.

Jon solves all these problems before they start, he fixes it without anyone ever knowing. The assistants are blissfully unaware, maybe he stops sending them on ‘real’ statement followup. The archives are a normal, safe job for all of them. Sometimes it gets too much, pretending he doesn’t know them. So he’ll record, mostly for himself. Sometimes for them, though he’ll never share. He sticks them all in Gertrude's old storage locker, where he knows they’ll never be found.

And then something goes wrong. He knows the unknowing can’t work, of course it can’t. But Nikola doesn’t, none of the avatars know. And Nikola still wants her skin. She still wants his skin, actually. And she’s not afraid to play dirty to get it, she’s hands-on like that. Because why stop at the archivist when he’s got so many lovely ignorant assistants?

So he fixes the problem before she can make good on her threats, she can’t be killed that easily. He knows. But she died during the unknowing, and there are some pretty simple steps to follow to replicate that result. He knows the easiest way to make sure it works is also a death sentence for him. But that’s a simple choice to make. Alright no, it’s not. He’s terrified of death, of dying. He doesn’t want to die, but he can lie to himself. He can delude and say maybe he’ll get another chance. And just in case, he makes sure the assistants know they can quit now.

Tim, Sasha, and Martin don’t know what to make of the news that their boss died mysteriously in an explosion. They know even less what to make of the notes he left them.

Clearly the ramblings of a very unstable man. They all knew Jon was a bit off but this... Well, they all know there’s something weird about the job. But the apocalypse? Really?

Sasha believes some of it, she’s worked in artifact storage. She’s seen what this stuff can do. But, well. Jon’s never come off as the most stable person, and with no proper proof to back up any of this there’s no reason for them to follow suit. After all she’s known lots of people to quit the institute, she even knows for a fact that Eric Delano did it when she was rooting through employee records for perfectly rational legal reasons.

Then Martin gets called up to Elias’s office, and gets the news he’s the new head archivist.

He tries to turn it down, but he’s offered a pay-raise and a promise that he can step down anytime if he doesn’t feel suited to the position. Elias just sees so much potential in him.

Martin tries to feel flattered and not thoroughly terrified by the way Elias says potential. He takes the promotion, after all, he can always step down if it’s too much.

He offers as much when he finds out Sasha probably should have been given the position, but she turns him down. It’s not his fault their boss is a sexist old bastard, and at this rate he’d probably just turn around and give it to Tim.

Things are normal for a few months. Until slowly a strange noise starts to be heard around the archives, a weird sort-of squishing sound with no source. Along with a metallic scent of meat.

An infestation, of course. They’re getting the problem worked on, or so Elias says. But aside from the occasional exterminator coming in to ‘take a look’ nothing ever seems to change. Weird statements start showing up on Martins desk, surrounding meat and twisted up things, eaten alive and wrong. Suddenly he understands how Jon went off his rocker so easily.

It’s hard to believe all this supernatural stuff as it’s suddenly getting crammed down his throat, after so long of the archives being normal in almost every sense of the word it’s like missing a step on the staircase. The more awful statements he finds- that Tim and Sasha confirm -the more he realizes how much his boss was hiding from them.

He wants to quit, he thinks about it, he tries to think about it. But he just, can’t.

It’s another or two month before it happens. Meat and bone and gristle erupt from the floor, taking on horrible mangled shapes of almost-humans reaching out with hands full of teeth and hungry.

They all survive, though Tim gets eaten up a bit more than the rest of them. And they’ll all have nightmares for the rest of their lives. They’re alive.

And they find Gertrude’s body, though none of them know how to feel about it. They’ve realized by now there’s something to Jon’s nonsensical ramblings. And they’re long past regretting not quitting before this all happened.

There’s a section of document storage that got uncovered during the cleaning,an old cot that was shoved behind some of the shelves, and a box that had a few sets of clothes, an old teacup, and a key. The cleaners say they burned the clothes, but the cup and the Key are given to Martin for him to keep to return to whoever left their things in the archive.

Neither of those items belong to Tim or Sasha, so they all assume they belonged to Jon.

They start following Jons footsteps, they find out he was a suspect in an arson case surrounding Carlos Vittery’s old apartment. Nobody was there except one unidentified body. He was arrested for trespassing on a dock, though no charges were filed. There was an incident that ended in the near arrest of one Jude Perry, though no charges were filed and she soon fell off the grid. And then he exploded using C4 he had no way of getting, Nothing concrete, no proper genuine evidence except a series of weird encounters their dead boss had.

Martin Decides to try and hunt down Jude Perry, it takes some time. He has a very nice cup of tea with one Micheal Crew. Who points him in a general direction and is just a bit weird about tall buildings.

Martin finds Jude, and asks her about Jon. She laughs at him, of course. But she tells him anyway. Jon was trying to have her arrested- no, not arrested. Killed. Officer Tonner would have seen to that, he knew one of the Hunt could do her in, well. At least of Officer Tonner’s sort anyway. Jude resisted, naturally. He escaped her clutches only barely, by running. Like a coward. And she escaped the policewoman by playing innocent. She’s still on her tail though, damn dog. It’ll be a long time before she’d rid of her, but she knows better than to run. Oh, he doesn’t know what any of that means, does he? Oh he really doesn’t, how sweet. Just a little baby archivist- she was going to kill him after this. But watching him stumble into his own ruin will be so much more fun.

She sends him on his way with a burn.

Martin is terrified, he genuinely tries to quit. Almost manages it before his computer shuts off. The others try too, and then they all have a lovely freak-out together.

They decide to try and talk to Detective Tonner, which proves easy. She’s the partner of the one who’s been interviewing them. She comes to the institute, and they ask her about Jon. She tells them they believed he was responsible for killing Gertrude, seeing as he was next in line. Martin accidentally Compels her into a statement, and then into admitting she's mostly just saying he killed her because dead men don’t put up fights.

She threatens him right then and there, though Basira comes in and intervenes before anything happens. He files a dispute with the station, and avoids the police after that.

Basira brings him some of the tapes, she says it’s an apology. He’s pretty sure she’s just trying to get him to drop the dispute in the weirdest way possible. He does learn some about Gertrude though, and through her what he’s dealing with. And something about an ‘unknowing’

A man named peter Lukas visits the institute, one of the doners. Elias says he wants to see how the archive runs, Lukas says a few choice words about it. And Martin tells him in the most polite of terms to shove off. Lukas threatens him, and very briefly makes him forget everyone he’s ever loved. And then tells him he got off lucky, and that Elias should have picked a better archivist. You can hardly trust someone so childish to run something as important as this now can you.

Daisy visits him in his home, and threatens him in much more physical terms now. She tells him if he tries to do what he did to her again he’ll get more than a scar.

After that it’s a bit unclear how he gets marked by the next two (Curruption, Stranger.) but he does.

There’s a delivery, a few weeks after the stranger mark. It’s not supernatural in any sense, just a young woman dropping off a small box in the archivists office. She says her name is Georgie, and no, she doesn’t know what’s in the box. She just had an old friend tell her to deliver it if he didn’t check in after a bit. Then she found out he died on the news, and then she hadn’t wanted to deliver them- clearly whatever was in the box was going to get someone killed. And she wasn’t scared of it, she wasn’t one for fear, but the thought of putting anyone in danger made her skin crawl. But she didn’t want it in her house, and she refused to be haunted be this box forever. And there was no reason to defy the poor guys apparent final wishes- wait, why was she saying all this again?

In the box was tapes, a dozen or so of them. All addressed to ‘the next head archivist’

It’s Jon’s voice, on the tapes. Talking to who he apparently assumes to be an entire stranger, explaining the fears. And how Smirkes 14 wasn’t wrong, but wasn’t right either. It tells the next archivist to avoid eyes, paintings, doodles, abstract representations, and to keep playing dumb. There’s a lot out there, and the more you know the worse it gets. There’s no fighting, don’t struggle the nets already around you. There’s a way out, but you’re not going to like it.

It gives an odd image of Jon, the man who awkwardly tried to make small-talk int he break room, only to shuffle away after it fell flat. Carrying this world-ending secret on his shoulders. Stiff, awkward Jon. Grim, sad Jon. not so far apart but still so far outside of what Martin had known about him.

What had Martin known about him?

Tim decides to quit, Sasha stays. Elias hires Melanie. Who turns out to be another connection to Jon.

Melanie says he was kind of a prick, he belived her about her Sarah incident, but refused to give her library access. Probably because he was sexist, or maybe just a dickhead. She’d been trying to learn more about her encounter for ages. And this was finally her chance. They try to explain the way out but she won’t listen.

Martin starts following Gertrudes tapes, things about the unknowing have been popping up on his desk lately, and it sounds like Jon was right about an apocalypse. He goes to america, gets a bit kidnapped, and meets Gerry. He offers to help, and then asks about the unknowing. Gerry points him towards the storage locker. And when he gets back He and Sasha and Melanie check it out.

It’s mostly empty, apparently somewhat recently cleared out. Though in the corner there’s a large box of Tapes. There has to be dozens of them, and when they pres play it’s Jon. Talking to them. Except it’s not them, it’s another version of them, and something this version.

And there’s another Jon to add to the mystery of a man he was. The jon on these tapes isn’t stiffly awkward or forcedly professional. He’s open, sad. He cries, he laughs at memories they don’t have. He apologizes, a lot. Too much really. He talks about time travel, about forgetting faces and losing friends.

“Sometimes I-I think- I can’t help but be a bit... upset. At how unfair it all is. You’re all happy and laughing and together and i’m-

i’m alone.

I suppose it must be some sort of- cosmic Karma, I doomed the world so in this new one bright an new I pay my penance in isolation.

Or maybe it’s the other way around. I doom the world- suffer its horrors, and get a little bit of time to taste what humanity would be like.

Or maybe i’m just not that likable without an apocalypse.

Probably says a lot about me either way.

Is it bad that I- I sometimes consider letting things play their course? W-without any of you dying of course I just... I suppose it is bad, to want to end the world because you’re lonely. Just because i’m a bit sad doesn’t mean the planet should suffer, no... maybe i’ll try and reconnect with Georgie, it’s been... well. No. Perhaps best not.”

Sasha says that if she knew she would have at least brought him out for drinks or something.

But they did sort-of know didn’t they? Not about the apocalypse, but about the loneliness. After all, nobody chats so awkwardly in the break room because they have a thriving social life.

“I’m going to kill Nikola tonight- i’m not going to die. I’m not. I didn’t die last time, a-and there’s no reason for that to change. T-there isn’t. I’m going to try and be a safe distance from the blast this time, too. But... Well, it’s not like I have anyone to miss me if I do go.

I suppose... Martin, if you’re listening to this- I... I miss you. You always did say I should be more open with my feelings, and it’s weird. To miss someone who’s right there. T-to look at a face and see a friend and a stranger. To love someone you’ve known for years who doesn’t even really know who you are.

It’s all very stranger, ironic really. Considering what i’m about to do.

I love you, and I miss you. I know you’re not listening, even if I did die you’ve probably long since quit. I hope you’re happy, whatever you’re doing. Happy and safe. All of you.

And maybe you are listening, maybe... maybe we do become friends, maybe you actually choose to talk to me someday. Maybe I tell you about all of this and... And you don’t think i’m mad. Maybe you let me take you out to dinner and we’d be together again. We’d never be like before- not that that’s a bad thing what with the eldritch horrors. There’d be bits missing, memories we don’t share- but, it would still be you... It’s always been you, I think. And maybe I've decided to give this to you as some sort of silly romantic gesture.

A-and in that case. I love you, Martin Blackwood. More than you’ll ever know.

[HE SIGHS]

When I come back, i’m recording over this.”

[CLICK]

But he didn’t come back. He died that night. He died loving Martin, who never even really knew him beyond passing awkward conversation. Martin doesn’t know how to feel about it, besides guilty that is.

The tapes point them towards Georgie Barker, the woman who delivered the other set to the archives.

Georgie doesn’t really want anything to do with them, she knows whatever they’re stewing in got Jon killed. But she tells them about her encounter with The End, though she’s tetchy afterwards. Martins finally starting to understand this whole compelling business and is feeling pretty sorry about it. He redirects, he starts to ask about Jon. Who he was, really. What she knew he was like.

They talk, Martins curiosity is part Eye and part knowing that someone loved him, really, really loved him. And feeling like he missed out, like he skipped a train he hadn’t known was there. And wanting to know what kind of person would- could love him the way Jon did. And why that kind of person could end the world.

They talk, Georgie explains why they broke up (clashing ideals, he didn’t believe in the supernatural and her trauma was so inherently tied to it. He was a sleep-clinger and she kicked when she dreamed) And why it took so long for them to break up (Jon was funny once you learned to get his jokes, the Admiral loved him, he had a weird way of caring that was really sweet) they talk about things, Georgie lets him hang out with her as long as he promises to keep the supernatural out of their conversations. And how is Melanie doing by the way?

Sasha has a hard time splitting her time in the archive and helping Tim. He can manage himself of course but it’s hard knowing he’s sitting in her flat alone, he’s getting back into publishing though. Sleeping easier now he knows that not only is he free of the eye, but Jon very much killed the thing that killed Danny. He only wishes he could have been the one to pull the trigger. Sasha is getting more involved though, the eye has it’s own grip on her.

They finally confront Elias. They know it won’t do any good, Jons tapes explained what he was, who he was. But they’re frustrated. Low on options. Jon never really explained what the apocalypse was- if Martins learned anything from the other tapes it’s probably because he forgot, thought he did somewhere and didn’t.

Elias isn’t entirely surprised that they’ve figured it out, he knew something was going on. Though he wasn’t quite sure what. He claims he knows what oncoming apocalypse Jon was talking about, and that he was likely underestimating the amount.

He sends them to Ny-Ålesund. And Martin views the black sun. Gets briefly taken hostage by Manuela. And gets “saved” by a man who pops out of a door to stab her.

He says his name is Micheal, and he’s not there to help. He does his whole distortion bit, confuses them. Stabs Martin when he tries to take his statement. Says he was going to kill him, but what happens next might be much better than death. And leaves after stating that he’s very excited to watch how the rest of this plays out.

They go back to the institute, and Elias says he must have been wrong. Oopsie. Anyway the web is planning a ritual you should go check out the spooky house from all these statements.

They meet Annabelle in person, Martin gets marked by the web.

This continues on for the end the slaughter and the buried. They finally confront Elias again about these wild goose chases, he claims innocence but he’s done it enough times they don’t believe him. They stop trusting Elias. Not that they ever really did, but they stop listening to him.

Melanie isn’t as angry as she was. Though she is still angry. She didn’t go to india so no ghost bullet, but she’s still trapped. Though she knows how to quit, it’s been a scary idea. But the longer she stays the more she realizes how low she is on options. So she quits.

Martin is angry, he’s exhausted, he’s confused. Nothing makes sense. And another one of Elias’s goddamn doners is visiting. A weird old man who, when he shakes his hand, makes him feel like he just dropped off a rollercoaster at a million miles into empty nothingness. He laughs when Martins regained himself, and says that that tricks better than a buzzer every time.

He visits Georgie again, he’s thinking about quitting. But he can’t figure out what the apocalypse he’s supposed to stop is, because according to Jon it’s pretty bad. And he’s the one who can stop, or maybe start, it. But he doesn’t know what it is.

He talks to Georgie about Jon some more, it’s funny, to grieve a man you already knew. Except four years too late. There’s a sort-of helpless frustration to it, every time he talks about Jon he wishes he could be learning this first-hand. Not from someone who hadn’t spoken to him in years before this.

He also finds himself glued to the tapes, he can relate, in a way. To Jons loneliness. To have a person so, so close but so far away. He wishes he could meet the Jon on the tapes now. Then neither of them would have to be lonely. But Jon is dead. And Martin... Martin might love Jon. Jon, who died years ago. A dead man who apparently loved him enough to consider ending the world for the chance to have a real conversation with him.

He goes back to work, frustrated and so, so lost. A million questions that genuinely can’t be answered. There’s a fresh statement on his desk. It’s a statement of Jonah Magnus, regarding stopping the apocalypse.

Certainly a goddamn roundabout way of giving Martin information, but he’ll take it.

He reads the statement.

The world ends.

Sasha, Tim, Melanie, and Georgie all get their own domains. And wander free in the hills of suffering. Martin is alone, well and truly alone. He ended the world, because he was too stupid and sad to read a few extra paragraphs before starting the tape.

But Jon went back, didn’t he? He went back in time and stopped this once. Maybe Martin can too. Maybe he can stop the flesh from attacking, maybe he can stop Melanie from joining the institute. Maybe he can meet the real Jon.

He goes back, he does it. Nobody remembers but him.

Nobody remembers but him.

And things keep happening he can’t have predicted.

Worms, Sasha is gone, Gertrude. It’s all wrong. And Jon isn’t the Jon he knew, he doesn’t know Martin, he doesn’t even like Martin. Nobody is the person he knew before.

He is alone. And things keep happening he can’t have predicted, worms tables and paranoia. He starts recording. Trying to follow in Jon’s footsteps and leave information behind, easier to access this time of course. In his flat, and he’ll have the key sent to the archives if something goes wrong. He’ll record until Jon trusts him enough to believe him, Maybe he’ll even stop him before it’s too late and he’ll never need to find out what happened at all. Maybe he can't get close as he was to everyone, but he can keep them safe.

He doesn’t get to finish his recordings, he wasn’t careful enough. Jonah catches wind and half the tapes are destroyed when he dies in a mysterious housefire. But what’s left does get delivered to the archives.

And the cycle continues.

#jonmartin #the magnus archives #tma #angst #writing #ghostly scribbles #Tma is a tragedy and so is this #not a proper fic more like a really weird outline

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atsumiye · 3 years ago

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Yeah let's have it lol. And it might be small to others but it's big to you so it still matters.

STOP HJSAFGHGDIQWUOHGUBHA i love you thank you!!! you are very sweet for saying that <333 i love complaining to people!! this is fun and i switched to my computer so i could type more and faster lmao long rant ahead

OKAY OKAY lets start with the fact that i couldnt fall asleep last night no matter how exhausted i was. ill blame it on pre school jitters but it was annoying bc i am not a morning person. right so i have to go to this place thats like 30 min away from me by bus for my ONE class so i had to wake up extra early too so ofc!! i was tired!!! and i knew it would happen so i planned everything and set it all up so it would move a bit faster in the morning (SOB i am someone who takes 15 minutes to like put on socks in the morning if im tired) also!! i just got back to my apartment like a few days ago so everything is still in suitcase (im lazy) so i knew i would need something or whatever and so i planned for it. ANYWAY everything was going okay UNTIL i put on my outfit i was so excited for. okay listen i bought this sweater right before covid happened and its so cute and never got to wear t so ive been pumped and i purposely laid it out flat so it wouldnt wrinkle and then this morning IT WAS SO WRINKLY and then i put on these pants that i love that literally fit last week and they were like falling down and i couldnt do anything about it bc i didnt want to be late and my hair was straightening properly so i looked dumb I WILL ADMIT THOUGH my makeup and jewelry looked poppin. get to the bus only to find out that this deal the used to have of like 3 months of free bus rides for quite cheap NO LONGER EXISTS so now my budget for the month is all out of wack too. now, my friend told me to wait for her only for her to SHOW UP LATE and then get MAD AT ME when i told her i would go by myself to class. SCREAMS and we arent even done. its still only 8:50 am at this point. we get to class and i realize I DONT THINK I UNPLUGGED MY STRAIGHTENER i live alone so this??? is an issue. so im concerned the whole class and then my teacher tells me i have 3 weeks to make a 20 page thesis <333 and wouldnt give us good examples of what kind of topics to pick <333 now class ends early so thats a plus and me and my friend decide to go eat lunch later which is something to look forward to but i get to the bus station and start waiting with some friends but there is a ton of traffic due to construction so we waited for 30 minutes, in the cold, for a bus that NEVER SHOWED UP. so my friends decide we should walk home. and im so panicked thinking about how i might have almost started the biggest fire in world history i agree. AND on the way once we start walking this guy i used to LIKE a lot literally ignored me this morning so i made sure to say hi to him when i walked past him and he was so dry :l and im over my little crush on him but??? you cant IGNORE ME??? anyway back to the walking home. BABE ITS AN HOUR AND 15 MINUTE WALK AND I START SWEATING. and my white shoes got really dirty. then i say goodbye to my friends and he tries to hug me but i realize i have like a mini lake underneath my sweater so i dodge him and look like an idiot <333 then i embarrass myself over text to my hopefully soon-to-be boyfriend. but i get home and my straightener was unplugged so all was good but then i wait until 3 pm for my friend to answer my texts about lunch only for her to go eat lunch with her parents :D without telling me :D and ive been starving for hours :D then!!! this lady who was supposed to help me clean my kitchen CANCELLED AGAIN. so i took a nap and woke up late and now i wont be able to sleep. as i said this may seem so insignificant but it kept piling on and these are only the things i can remember <333 there was definitely so much more <33

and honestly this is truly how my days go like one time i went to go get coffee and came home to the police bc the mafia set a car on fire near me <33 this is how my life runs <33 me and my near death experiences <33 ANYWAY this part was kinda unrelated but i felt like it needed to be added. so if you made it to the end of this without wanting to claw your eyes out thanks <333 and if you want any more story times pls let me know i will literally talk about them any day any time akgduewd

#in the fishnet #><>.anon #SHOULD I GIVE THIS ITS OWN TAG #ALL MY BAD EXPERIENCES AT SCHOOL AJKGDIUW

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konaizumi · 4 years ago

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Manner of Death ep 10 thoughts/reactions

- leave my precious babies alone

- how old is That in this flashback? he’s only like 18 or 19 in the present right?

- damn, tan saying later in the ep that he wants to kill por and in this first scene he came pretty close huh

- i really want to like you pued bc you seem like a good person but also you sold your girlfriend to sex traffickers

- these two just can’t stop being domestic even when they’re on the run

- tan seeing the parts of his mother that he loves in bun

- love bun leaving out the part where the candy house was an elaborate trap so a witch could hansel and gretel

- just got back from my nth murder attempt, first thing on the to do list is to clean this dusty ass house

- obligatory sensual shower scene, but damn it’s very good tho

- i just can’t with these two, they’re so fucking cute

- that surprise kiss, tul’s little giggle

- istg bun are you just now realizing that pued and jane’s death are connected? I thought we were past this point

- i find it funny that they changed the music for the kissing scene

- i know its a serious scene but the dude’s face at the bribe not being accepted

- oh shit, i don’t know why but i wasn’t expecting the human trafficking, i thought it would be drugs or some shit

- props to max’s acting in this scene, it’s so good, i just love it when characters snap

- also tan using the fact that por knows he can’t kill people as his defense

- yo, commander, quit being so sus

- poor bun, he just wants to uncover the murder and then live in domestic bliss with his husband in a cottage in the middle of the woods

- i really need rungtiva to reveal herself so i know if i can trust her or not bc i definitely didn’t but then last ep she seemed less sus to me but like that’s probably the point and she probably helped pued sell jane

- also pls get those girls out of the spa, they not safe

- i know people are giving bun a lot of shit for being more worried about tan rather than mad at him but keep in mind bun knows that tan is going straight to the man who can and will kill him and who has i think at least twice threatened tan’s life in front of bun, so tan not coming back is a real possibility

- however I will give bun shit for not trying harder to get out of those cuffs or break the rail, but maybe I’ll give the benefit of the doubt considering he was stuck for a while and we only saw a bit so maybe he tried more offscreen

- nosy doctor and nosy teacher

- quit fucking abusing my poor daughter

- these bad guys are so incompetent, yeah just through the girl in, don’t tie her up or anything, like i know they think she’s out of it, but even that would wear off, also props to the bad guys for keeping them in a supply closet with helpful stuff in it

- again, if they were smart they woulda just shot tan then and there, or at least used him to lead them to bun then shot both of them

- also tan, my baby, p l e a s e stop touching things at crime scenes

- That, just turn around real quickly, knock the gun out of his hand, give him a punch then run, have you not learned basic stuff working for the mafia for who knows how long

- yeeees, finally inspector m switches sides

- my predictions were that inspector m knew that police were doing some shady things, but nothing major so he let it slide bc he didn’t feel he could do anything within the police’s power structure, but then he finds out about the sex trafficking and stuff and that’s what causes him to switch sides, but now i don’t know if he really was oblivious to the sex trafficking bc he’s with the commander at the end so i don’t know if he knew the whole time or was just told recently, either way glad he’s finally working with tanbun

- poor bun has been handcuffed to the stairs for over a day, prob thinking his boyfriend is dead

- I’m very thankful that bunn is finally in the plan, working together is the way to go

- i fucking can’t with the flip flops

- y’all, i wanted to take this scene seriously but then they add in the super fake looking splash cgi and it’s definitely not where bun would’ve actually landed and i just have to laugh when it happens

- but the i love you’s were very sweet and bun encouraging little nod, telling tan to just do it, the tears bc they are about to do something very risky

- i was also hoping to feel a little more during this whole scene, but knowing it’s all fake kinda undercuts it for me

- now i predicted that tan would be given an ultimatum requiring him to kill bun and then they would fake it, i did not predict both of them faking their deaths or that the inspector would be helping them

- im sorry but That’s happy place being a scenic motorcycle ride with sorawit is just too much for me, please reunite these boys next ep they need each other, nam and That better get rescued in the first five minutes

- anyways, good ep, as always, things are really starting to move, and i’m glad we’re getting past the investigation stage and more onto the ‘let’s get the bad guys’ stage

#manner of death #mod #mod spoilers #manner of death spoilers #manner of death ep 10 #mod ep 10 #konaizumi reactions

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wearetakingthehobbitstogallifrey · 5 years ago

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Kdrama recs Part 1

Hullo and welcome to the kdrama life @camsthisky! The following list is not in any particular order, other than the fact that I start with a more rom/com vibe and head toward more romantic/action or action. All the following kdramas are set in the modern day, and part 2 of my recs for you will be either darker kdramas set in present day or historical dramas.

Let the list begin!

1. Strong Woman Do Bong Soon:

Do Bong Soon is a v smol woman who has super strength and who wants 1. To create her own video game 2. Get her police officer crush to return her affections. Which like, police officer is kinda cute but he ain’t that special. Bong Soon winds up becoming a bodyguard to Ahn Min Hyuk, the extremely rich, kinda spoiled, ridiculously extra CEO of a gaming company who does not like the police for secret reasons, and sadly does not have a good relationship with his family. (He a lonely boy underneath everything.) Min Hyuk finds out about Bong Soon’s powers, is in TOTAL awe of her, offers to train her in fighting, and literally falls head over heels for her.

The caveat with this show is there is a subplot or two that annoy me, BUT I just use the 10 second skip button and it is totally worth it because the romance is super cute—SUPER CUTE (also I have a list of favorite actors and Park Hyung Sik is def on it—one minute he is an adorkable, blushing bby the next he can be intense and sad)

He cute

2. Her Private Life:

Hello fake-dating!! Ryan Gold (an adoptee who didn’t live in Korea for a while) is a former artist who stopped painting because he couldn’t deal with his Stendhol (?) syndrome (among other traumas). Deok Mi is the classy art curator of a famous museum who definitely does not have any secrets she wants to keep from the world—well, other than the fact that she is the number one fangirl of kpop idol, Cha Shi-an (who also appreciates art) and has a major crush on him. Ryan becomes director of the art museum and there is a whole thing with getting Shi-an involved in an art show.

Following this and a series of unfortunate events a false rumor starts that Deok Mi and and Shi-an ARE dating. It’s a little complicated to summarize, but basically what you need to know is that Ryan and Deok Mi become a fake couple so there won’t be a scandal for Shi-an or violence done to Deok Mi by rabid fangirls. I enjoy the fake-dating trope a lot, and how it becomes real for both of them! The leads are played by Kim Jae Wook and Park Min Young, who both have incredible range. Lots of soft moments in this one! Good kisses, a scene where the faves bake together, and also Ryan wears a lot of deep v-neck shirts and jackets which is an attack on me personally.

The show also contains a bit of angst, which I LOVE. Hand-holding becomes an important theme 😊

RYAN NO

3. Crash Landing on You: Rich South Korean heiress/fashion designer Se-ri accidentally winds up in a North Korean village, and really REALLY wants to go home. Mostly because there are no scented candles or spa-like bathtubs in the vicinity, but also because she could easily disappear into a NK jail and never return. A North Korean captain named Ri Jeong Hyeok finds her and decides not to turn her because, one, he’s a good guy who doesn’t want to turn an innocent person over to what might be her death, and two, turning her over might get his four underlings in trouble for reasons. Said underlings are his family, basically, and they are a deLIGHT. One is an argumentative proud sort who likes to drink and to feel important and who tries to provoke (and gets provoked by) Se-ri at every opportunity, one is a lover of banned South Korean dramas, one is a 17 year old bby who misses his mom, and one is the silent but most loyal follower of the captain.

Besides all these people, there are two other characters (including a surprisingly wise conman) who become faves and major players in the plot.

There is a great mix of humor, romance, found family, and angst, and I love it very much. A few things don’t go the way I want them to near the end, but a bit of imagination and fanfic can fix anything

ALSO I FORGOT THE CAPTAIN GETS SUPER SULKY FROM TIME TO TIME AND IT IS HILARIOUS

Show of hands, who thinks they will meet again

4. Are You Human Too: A FAVORITE SHOW OF ALL! TIME!

What do you do when your husband dies and your evil mega-rich father-in-law takes your son away from you and keeps you from seeing him ever? Well, if you are scientist with more genius than positive coping methods, you build yourself a robot son who looks exactly like your real son. Great solution, am I right?

Nam Shin III is the name of my favorite robot son, played by the inestimable Seo Kang Joon. He is the purest bby you will ever meet, being designed so that he never lies and so that he will immediately go to hug anyone who cries. He seems quite a contrast to the bitter human Nam Shin, who hates his gilded prison life, hates his Grandpa, and tries to sneak away from his right hand man, Secretary Ji Young Hoon, his only friend in the world. The girl in the show is Kang So Bong, an ex-UFC fighter who was so badly injured she had to quit. She is at first a bit jaded and mercenary because of her past, but she has a golden heart that just needs to be reminded of its existence.

Not going into details to avoid spoilers, but everything upends when the robot Nam Shin has to take the place of the human Nam Shin. The show is a soft, funny, angsty exploration of what it means to be human, with some good found family throughout. The character development is phenomenal, and the connection between So Bong and Nam Shin III is *chef’s kiss*. I just want to give a shout out to Seo Kang Joon who plays a duel role like you wouldn’t believe, to SKJ’s smile, to the soundtrack, and to the character of Young Hoon, a loyal, steady, and self-sacrificing secretary that we do not deserve (gosh tho he looks good in blue!)

Look at my robot son getting a long-looked for affirmation! (his lil smile!!!

5. W: Two Worlds:

This show unique because it meta as HELL! Oh Yeon Joo is a junior doctor and the daughter of a webtoon artist whose big hit, W, is coming to a close. Much to her surprise, she gets pulled into the world of the comic where she encounters and saves the main character, Kang Chul, a former Olympic shooting champion who was blamed for the murder of his entire family, and whose sole desire is to find the real killer. It’s a good romance between them, and I also love Kang Chul’s relationship with his hyung, which, tho it is not always a main focus, is present and wonderful. Kang Chul himself is both intelligent and adorably bratty, charismatic and angsty, soft and fierce, and he is one of my favorite kdrama characters for sure.

As for the meta, the show does a fantastic job exploring the rules of the comic world, of how one can enter and leave, the importance and power of main characters and supporting characters, and the purpose of an author. There is always another twist coming, and it is just so much fun!

UM SIR PLS POINT THAT ELSEWHERE

6. Healer:

I watched half this show and never realized that the female lead is played by Park Min Young, same actress as in Her Private Life. Someone had to tell me lol! She’s just so good at playing different people. In this show, she is Chae Young Shin, a reporter for a celebrity tabloid who has big dreams of becoming a famous reporter who investigates stories that actually mean something. She is a bit quirky, very cute, very brave, and probably one of my favorite female leads. She lives with her dad above his coffee/teashop bakery and is friends with all the ex-cons he has defended while doing his other job of lawyering.

Anyway this show is more of a romantic/action drama. To get an idea of the titular Healer, picture what you would get if you took some of Batman and Nightwing’s aesthetics (wearing black, hanging out on rooftops, punching people, flipping around, etc) and put them into a night courier who likes to watch National Geographic and dream about one day going off to an island where he can live all by himself for the rest of his days because oh yeah he is a loner whose only friend is an older woman who sets up his jobs and whom he has never actually met.

There is also an older reporter that Young Shin looks up to, the fun tabloid office where she works, a heck lot of mystery surrounding some tragedy involving a group of reporter best friends/found family back in the 80’s/90’s, and of course both members of the OTP have childhood trauma that has made them who they are today. One of my favorite things that happens in the show is that Healer has to go undercover for a while, Clark Kenting it up in Young Shin’s tabloid office, which overnight becomes a real news agency for reasons.

The action is LOTS of fun, and the romance is really soft and cute, and better still, when there is a misunderstanding or something that gets in their way, they almost immediately talk about it and resolve issues. They TRUST each other and give the benefit of the doubt where many tv couples would break up or get in big fights. I find it (plus the character development) very refreshing.

I couldn’t find a gif of my favorite fight sadly. This will have to do

7. Lawless Lawyer: This has Lee Joon Gi. Watch it.

Just kidding, there are many other reasons to watch the show, but it is true that Lee Joon Gi is one of my favorite actors. The man has phoenix eyes, a jawline that could cut silk, diamonds, you name it, and such a deep well of emotional acting that it literally kills me when his characters rage/weep/love/etc.

Anyway, in this legal thriller/romance/action drama, LJG’s character Bong Sang Pil is a beautiful, very extra ex-gangster/now lawyer who opens his own office, ready to fight villainy and avenge his mom with the law or with his fists, whichever is more useful at the time. He has a right hand man named Manager Tae and recruits a bunch of thugs as his minions, and they all become a weird sort of family as the show goes on.

Ha Jae Yi is a quiet badass lawyer who has no time for sexist idiots and gets her license suspended for smacking one of said fools. She gets recruited to assist Sang Pil, and they find their goals align as both their mothers were destroyed by the villains.

Speaking of the villains? EXCELLENT acting by them all, like they need to go down obviously, but you can’t help but be in awe of a few of them or even get attached to one or two in a weird way. Props to the show for having one of the best female villains I have ever seen

What an icon

Here you get two gifs of him

Sorry I needed to make it a magical three lol

Tune in next time for historical dramas and modern dramas that are a bit darker!

#kdrama recommendations #lawless lawyer #healer #w two worlds #are you human too #her private life #strong woman do bong soon #crash landing on you #kdrama recs for cam #my kdrama recs

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violetsbaudelaire-archive · 4 years ago

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Title: The Cloud That Took the Form of a Demon In My View - Chapter One

Fandom: Julie and the Phantoms

Relationships: Background Julie Molina/Luke Patterson

Summary: After the death of her mother and the demonic possession of her father, Julie Molina hunts the supernatural with her best friend Flynn. She pursues a nomadic life until a string of suspicious bathtub electrocutions draws her back home to hunt down a ghost. (Supernatural AU)

It had been a 13-month search and nothing had come of it. Nothing pertaining to the being Julie and Flynn were looking for. They had found and removed varying other supernatural beings but not their target, a demon whose name neither girl knew. Julie was sitting at a desk in a cheap hotel, one of many in the months that had passed. She was looking at the odd happenings around the country as she always did hoping to find a lead on their demon. Where one odd occurrence happened, another wasn’t too far behind and demons usually loved to get into trouble. Flynn had gone out to buy fast food breakfast and hadn’t come back yet. It wasn’t long enough to worry most people but it worried Julie. She tried to logic her way out of worry as she scrolled. There’s probably a long line. There’s always a long line to get coffee before work.

Just as she repeated those thoughts to herself again, she found an article. To most, it could be ruled off as an accidental bathtub electrocution. The problem was this was the third this week, all in the same city: her hometown, Los Angeles. She sighed and minimized the page. They were close to Arizona, a little while from LA but they had no intentions of returning. At least, not until the demon inhabiting her father’s body could be found. If the demon even still had it, Julie thought to herself macabrely. She shook it off. Her dad was still alive, full of demon or not.

The door swung open and caused Julie to jump out of her skin. Her hand instinctively flew to the cross necklace she had started wearing with her other jewelry since her dad’s possession.

“Sorry I’m late,” Flynn said, balancing a bag of food and a cup holder in her hands, “There was a long line at McDonalds.”

Julie dropped her hand.

“Are you okay?” Flynn asked when she saw her friend’s face. She put the food on the table and came closer to Julie. “Was there something in here?”

Julie shook her head. “You scared me coming in.”

“Ghosts and demons don’t use doors,” Flynn said matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, well, someone possessed by them might. Or maybe a witch, vampire, werewolf, or something else.”

“Anything that comes in here has a death wish. We’re the most badass hunters in America.”

“Yeah,” Julie said, as if trying to convince herself. Then, she added more confidently, “We are.”

“Anyway, did’ya find anything?”

“Yeah. Ghost in LA.”

“Are you ready to go back there, Jules?” Flynn asked softly.

“I think so. Besides, it’s been awhile since our last ghost.”

Flynn didn’t look entirely convinced. “It’s okay to not take this one. Someone else will get it.”

“No, it’s okay. We won’t be there long.”

“You’re not going to see your aunt and Carlos?”

“I’m not ready for that conversation.”

Flynn nodded. “Are we going after breakfast? Or?”

“Yeah, after breakfast.”

Los Angeles was a strange place for Julie. It was her home but it was also the place where she had lost everything she ever had. Returning reminded her of this but also of failure. It reminded her of the empty seats at her graduation. Going home meant she had to accept that her and her little brother were orphans now - not without loved ones but faced with a loneliness that could never end. Julie had to find her father, not just for herself but for Carlos.

Flynn opened the bag and divvied up their breakfast. Julie pushed her food closer and began to eat, trying to find the bright side of this situation. Flynn was the first to come to mind. Even if the world turned against her, Flynn would be by her side. Her mother, though passed on, was still a bright side. Nothing, not even permanence of death could take her memories of joy and music that they had shared. The possibility of her dad being out there was a bright side. With this in mind, Julie finished her breakfast with her mind more at ease.

Flynn wasn’t the best driver but she liked to drive nonetheless. Julie was the more capable driver but she was a better navigator. She found it easier to navigate when she wasn’t avoiding drivers worse than Flynn on the road. Being the navigator also meant choosing the music and Julie wanted something upbeat for the road. California had gotten so far from her and Flynn that it would be a day or two before they reached it. It was the longest road trip with few stops they had gone on in awhile. Flynn turned the key in the ignition and Julie scrolled through her playlists. She found a song and selected it just as Flynn pulled out of the parking lot.

At some point Julie had fallen asleep. She blinked as she took in her surroundings. “Where are we? Flynn, I was supposed to be navigating.”

“It’s okay. I’m handling it,” said Flynn. “You barely slept at all in the last motel. You needed sleep.”

“Thanks.”

After a minute, she added, “I should drive. You need sleep too.”

Flynn shook her head. “I had a Redbull.”

Julie gave her friend a look. “Flynn.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll pull over,” Flynn said and she did. Seat belts unbuckled and they switched places. Almost as soon as Julie pulled off the shoulder, Flynn was asleep. Julie looked amusedly at her friend. She drove until the sun rose again and they were just outside Arizona.

Then it was a quick stop at a gas station to buy a less than satisfactory breakfast. It was time like these Julie missed her mom especially. It was Saturday morning and in a time that was starting to feel like an old movie, she would be watching cartoons with a much younger version of her brother and eating a fresh, hot breakfast her mother had made.

“I said that’ll be 10.50,” the cashier said irritably. He was the usual sort someone would see at a gas station in the middle of practically nowhere: some old man whose love of life was fading faster than his hair.

“Sorry,” Julie said quickly, pulling the cash out of her pocket. The cashier checked the money in the light then put it in the register. He slid her breakfast across the counter and asked if she wanted a lottery ticket or a pack of smokes. Yes, he had said ‘smokes.’

Julie made a face and grabbed the black bag her food had been put in. “I don’t smoke, or gamble.” She headed toward the door and added, “Have a nice day” as she went out. He didn’t get the chance to return the formality. Gas station cashiers have a way of making people uncomfortable, even if they do nothing at all. This one was no different.

Flynn was waiting in the driver’s seat. Julie opened the bag and handed some of the food to her. Neither said anything as they made their way back to the freeway.

California was a refreshing sight after over a year of navigating unfamiliar places. Los Angeles was especially so. Julie watched the buildings of the Citadel Outlets pass by in the window. She was home.

The occurrences described in the article had been occurring in a residential part of town made up of mainly middle class families. The victims were disproportionately teens. The types of teens who bring their cell phones into their bathrooms. Julie wasn’t an expert on electricity but these incidents struck her as odd. Not many people got electrocuted in their bathtubs. Based on her Google searches over the past day and a half, a cell phone isn’t enough to electrocute a person in a bath. It has to be plugged into the wall. Then it has to fray or fall into the bathwater. It takes a great deal of stupidity or negligence. Put a ghost in the mix, however, and everything becomes more likely.

Flynn was checking them into a new motel when the news of a new electrocution came in. This article confirmed Julie’s suspicions of a ghost and made this trip less of a waste of time. Nothing at all had been plugged in when this teen girl had gotten into her tub. Her mother had checked on her only minutes before her death. Then when the police arrived, a frayed extension cord had made its way from a drawer into a socket then into a wall. It was far too strange. And when Julie told Flynn, she agreed.

Flynn pocketed their room key and they headed for the car.

Usually Julie and Flynn’s adventures involved abandoned buildings so Julie was unsure what to say when they arrived at the Ford residence. She was too young to be a police officer and too old to be a girl scout. She knocked on the door anyway.

A distressed middle aged white woman answered the door. “Whatever you’re selling, I’m not buying it.”

The woman moved to close the door. Flynn interrupted her. “We’re not selling anything, Mrs. Ford, we’re here about your daughter.”

“It’s Ms. Ford. I’m divorced,” the woman corrected. “And the police were just here.”

“We’re not police,” Julie said. “We hunt the supernatural. We think your daughter’s death wasn’t an accident.”

The woman frowned. “I’m desperate but I’m not that desperate. Three boys about your age came around her an hour ago saying the same thing. They said they were looking for a ghost in this neighborhood.”

“Don’t you think it’s weird four different teens have died the same way in the past week?”

“Yes,” the woman said. “But teenagers are stupid.”

“Even your daughter?”

The woman shrugged. “I don’t believe in ghosts.”

Ms. Ford went to shut the door again but Flynn stopped her. “Do you know where those boys went?”

“Something about the junkyard down the road. The blonde one said something about it being a good spot to hide something.”

“Thank you,” Julie said. “I hope you find answers” - she clutched her cross necklace - “I know what it’s like to lose those you love.”

Ms. Ford nodded sadly and shut the door.

“Do you think those boys are trying to find the object the ghost is attached to?” Julie asked Flynn.

“Yeah,” she said. “But why in a junkyard?”

“Good place to hide something you don’t want found.”

By that point, they had made it back to their car and proceeded to get in.

Then, it was off to the junkyard.

#mine #jatp fanfic #jatp fanfiction #julie and the phantoms #supernatural #juke #julie molina #flynn jatp #luke patterson #reggie peters #alex mercer #supernatural crossover #finally finished chapter one #i'm working on the second one already #lmk if you enjoy this

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thechanbaeklibrary · 5 years ago

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Fic Search #26

1) anonymous asked: Hi babies, could you please help me find a fic? I really can't remember the plot but bbh was friends with dks and they were like each other's families and there was a scene in which baek called kyungsoo over the phone and after he hung up, jongdae appeared behind kyungsoo letting us know that they had sex. I think kyungsoo was adamant on having a relationship so at first they didn't tell bbh about them. I can't remember anything else ;-; pls help

2) anonymous asked: Hi lovely admins! I’ve been looking for this fic it seems to be a wolf au where chanyeol is some sort of a king and baek is some sort of a queen? I cant remember much but there was a scene where baekhyun is pregnant and the pups (even when its still unborn) were so powerful that their enemies were under a trance? And they were on the knees just hearing baeks command? Thank you very much for reading this!

Inevitable by skynet

3) zesamani2 asked: Hii, do you know this fic where baekhyun was a model and he had a scandal (i forgot what it was) so his friends told him to make a bigger scandal so the fans will forget. So he kissed chanyeol in front of the camera and later on chan got mad cause baek was using him I lost it unfortunately

4) moonofzuly asked: Hey! Can you help me find this one fic that i read a long time ago but can't remember the title. I can't remember much but in the end chanyeol (or was it baek??idk :( wears red beanie and asks baek to wear one too if he likes him or smth and they both wear it another day at uni. That's all i can remember i hope you'll help me find out. Have great day!!!

5) anonymous asked: Looking for a one shot I read recently! It was about roommates Baek and Chan where Baek had a crush on Chan but he thought he was straight. Chan brings home three girls (from rv I think) and Baek joins in for an orgy. Baek gets pegged by one of the girls. I've looked everywhere but I can't find it on AGF or AO3. Could possibly be a tweet fic as I also read a lot on Twitter. I would be so happy if you could find it!

Tweetfic by @/stay_up614

6) anonymous asked: hi! I’m trying to look for a fic I read once! EXO was kind of a small criminal/drug group, and it was based on their Kokobop personas. Baekhyun was the ringleader and I think the idea was that they were on vacation to escape from the police. Chanyeol was his subordinate and in love with Baekhyun, but he knew it was only sex. One line I remember super clearly is Baekhyun saying “Just a little longer. I want to feel what it’d be like to be in love with you.” It was really feels-heavy ;-; thanks!

7) anonymous asked: Hi guys!! Do u know this fic where Chanyeol is a prince who fell in love with his servant and so he had sex with her but his parents want him to marry prince Baekhyun so he does but after that, the servant came back with a baby and Yeol thinks he’s the father so he asks Baekhyun to leave... thanks guys for helping

The Bonding by yousexypanda

8) anonymous asked: Hi, could you please help me finding this fic? The fic was still on-going but it starts with Chanyeol and Kyungsoo married or dating. But, for some reason Chanyeol felt like something was missing about their relationship. Then, Chanyeol remembered that someone suggested him to download this app or go to this website (I think). There he created a virtual boyfriend which was Baekhyun. In order, for Baekhyun to be human, Chanyeol must pursue Baekhyun until it reaches 100% love. Please please help.

9) prinuibe asked: Hello,,, finally i catch the ask box open after centuries of waiting,, anyways could you please help me find this story of chanbaek centered (have other pairings too), but the only thing i remember was kai is yeol's friend and soo is baek's, kaisoo is actually married (arranged)but soo hates kai, it's college or hs au, and they all come from rich family, helppppppp Oh, i love this blog, i love you admins for doing this wonderful recommendation blog, hugs and kisses, lots of it

10) angie-pkm asked: Hi! first of all thank you so much for all the work you guys put in 💕 I'm looking for an old fic, 2014 or earlier, I'm pretty sure it was on live journal but it might be aff. It was really angsty and was a disbandment fic all I can remember for sure is that the author stopped writing it because she spooked herself when she wrote about kris leaving before he actually did. Thank you!

11) anonymous asked: helloooo!! thank you so much for your hardwork admin-nims T_____T anywayssss, do you a fic where chanyeol is a mafia and baekhyun was brought by force (baekhyun was given to chanyeol by the boss mafia) and sehun kept on flirting with baekhyun. kyungsoo is the only tolerable "friend" that he has

Tweetfic by @/johannababe15

12) anonymous asked: do you know the fic where cy was betted to date bh and bh was a nerd. i think bh waked into a cafe and saw cy telling people how ‘easy’ bh was. thanks for your help!

13) anonymous asked: There was a fic posted i think in late 2018 on ao3, it was oneshote about basketball player cy who live with his bf bhh and he have to travel for a gameplay but bh wasn't happy about it because he wouldn't get daily sex does and he refused to watch porn so he comes up with idea of filming one and so he asks cy to film himself while bh suck him off and when they fuck. However when bh wakes up he found out that cy was filming him the whole time also i remember cy throw bh's porn magazine or smthn

thanks to @shimoshim0 , @verinchen , @justwanttobefreelikethewind, @firegodjrr for your help!

#fic search #thanks for the help as always everyone!#long post

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archiefm · 5 years ago

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... claws my way up from hell once more and vomits onto the dash.... hello. its nora. i used to write rory bergstrom, but if u were here before that u might remember me as greta or alma putnam or..... som1 else.... an endless carousel of trash children..... this is finn, who i actually wrote for an early version of this rp abt 5yrs back now...... grits teeth..... so forgive me if im rusty i havent written him in a long time but seein honey boy gave me a lotta finn muse n im keen to get Back On The Horse yeehaww...

DYLAN O’BRIEN / CIS-MALE — don’t look now, but is that finn o’callaghan i see? the 25 year old criminology and forensic studies student is in their graduate year of study year and he is a rochester alum. i hear they can be judicious, adroit, morose and cynical, so maybe keep that in mind. i bet he will make a name for themselves living off-campus. ( nora. 24. gmt. she/her )

shakes my tin can a humble pinterest, ma’am....

finn has a bio pasted at the bottom (n written in like.... 2015.... gross) but it’s long so if u don’t wanna read it here’s the sparknotes summary..... anyway this was written years ago n a lot of it seems really cliche and lame now but..... we accept the trash we think we deserve

grumpy, ugly sweater wearing, tech-savvy grandpa

very dry sense of humour and embraces nihilism.

if ron swanson and april ludgate had a baby it would be finn

he was raised in derry, just south of dublin.

from a big family. elder sister called sinead. he also has a younger sister (aoife), a younger brother (colm), and a collie named lassie because his father lovs cliches (finn hates cliches but loves his dog).

his father was a pub landlord and his mother worked at the market sellin fruit n veg when they met but got a job as a medical receptionist when she had kids cos it meant she cld be there with them in the day and work nights.

his parents met when they were p young and fiesty and rushed into marriage cos they were catholic n just wanted to have sex. his family were literally dirt-poor, but they had a lot of love i guess

hmmmmm his relationship w his father wasn’t the best cos i can’t write character who have healthy relationships w their parents throws up a peace sign. yh, had a pretty emotionally distant, alcoholic violent father n so gets a lot of his bad habits i.e. drinking as a coping mechanism and poor anger management from him BUT anyway

as a kid he was never very motivated in class, he always had a nervous itch to be off somewhere doing something else. struggled under government austerity bcso there just wasn’t the resources to support low income families where the kids had learning difficulties n needed support. fuck the tories am i right

his mum suggested he try sports to help w his restless energy but he was never any good at football so he took up boxing and tap dance instead. he took to tap dancing like a fish to fuckin water. as adhd n found this as a really good way to use his excess energy in a creative way

had a few run ins with the police in his early teens for spray painting and graffiti, but he straightened himself out n now actually considering becoming a detective inspector??? cops are pigs.

he had a youtube channel where he posted videos of him tapdancing and breakdancing as a kid, basically would be a tiktok boy nowadays, n had like... a small fanbase in his early teens. attended several open auditions unsuccessfully, until he was finally cast in billy eliot when he was fifteen.

during billy eliot he began dating an italian dancer called nina. they became dance partners soon after and toured across the republic with various different shows (inc riverdance lol the classic irish stereotype). their relationship was p toxic tbh, they were both very hot tempered people and just used to argue and fight all the time.

he went semi-pro at tap dancing, and nina couldn’t stand being second best so she moved back to italy with her family. ignored his texts, phone calls, etc, eventually he was driven to the point where he used his savings to buy a plane ticket, showed up at her house and she was like wtf?? freaked out and filed a restraining order accusing him of stalking.

he was fined for harassment and then returned home to derry, but after the incident with nina he quit dancing for good and finished his leaving cert before heading to university in the US to get as far away from nina and his past life as poss. and basically since he quit dancing to study forensics (death kink. finn cant get enough of that morgue. just walks around sayin beat u) he’s become a massive grump and jsut doesn’t see the good in people any more.

u’ll find finn in an old man bar drinking whiskey bc he is in fact an old man at heart or sat on his roof smoking a joint, drawing wolves and lions and skeletons and shit, playing call of duty or getting blazed or at the corner of the room in a house party ignoring everyone and scrolling through twitter. is a massive e-boy. always up-to-date on memes and internet slang. has reddit as an app on his phone

not very good at communication. rather than solve his issues by talking, he’d prefer to just solve them through fighting or running away from his problems hence why he has come halfway across the world to get away from an issue which probs cld have been solved w a few apology emails.

takes a lot to phase him, but when his beserk button gets pressed he can become a bit pugnacious like an angry lil rottweiler. in his undergrad he was in a few fist fights but doesn’t really do tht any more as he doesn’t condone violence.

in the previous version of this rp he was hospitalised like 5 times. pls, give my son a break. stop tryin to kill him. he literaly got a bottle smashed over his head and bled out all over his favourite angora rug that was the only light of his life

works at the campus coffee shop n always whines about how he’s a slave to capitalism. always smells of coffee

lives off campus with an elderly woman named Marianne, and basically gets reduced rent bcos he makes her dinner / keeps her company. they have a great bond

fan of karl marx. v big on socialism

insomniac with chronic nosebleeds

cynical about everything. too much of a fight club character 4 his own good n has his head up tyler durden’s sphincter

always confused or annoyed

statistics

basic information

full name: finnegan seamus o'callaghan nickname(s): finn age: 25 astrological sign: aries hometown: derry, ireland occupation: phd student / former street entertainer fatal flaw: cynicism positives: self-reliant, street smart, relaxed, intelligent, spontaneous, brave, independent, reliable, trustworthy, loyal. negatives: hostile, impulsive, stubborn, brooding, pugnacious, untrusting, cynical, enigmatic, reserved.

physical

colouring: medium hair colour: dark brown, almost black eye colour: brown height: 5’9” weight: 69kg build: tall, athletic voice: subtle irish accent, low, smooth. dominant hand: left scar(s): one on the left side of his ribs from a knife wound that he doesn’t remember getting cos he was drunk distinguishing marks: freckles, tattoo of a wolf howling at a moon allergies: pollen and the full spectrum of human emotion alcohol tolerance: high drunken behaviour: he becomes friendlier, far more conversational than when sober, flirtier, and generally more self-confident.

psychological

dreams/goals: self-fulfilment, travel the globe, experience life in its most alive and technicoloured version, make documentary films, help the vulnerable in society, grow as a human being.

skills: jack-of-all-trades, very fast runner, good at thieving things, talented tap dancer, good in crisis situations, dab-hand at mechanics, musically-intelligent, can throw a mean right hook and very capable of defending himself, can roll a cigarette, memorises quotes and passages of literature with ease, can light a match with his teeth.

likes: the smell of the earth after rain, poetry, cigarettes, shakespeare, whiskey, tattoos, travelling, ac/dc, deep conversations, leather jackets, open spaces, the smell of petrol, early noughties ‘emo phase’ anthems.

dislikes: the government, parties, rules, donald trump, children, apple products, weddings, people in general, small talk, dependency, loneliness, pop music, public transport, justin timberlake, uncertainty.fears: fear itself, drowning alignment: true neutral mbti: istp – “while their mechanical tendencies can make them appear simple at a glance, istps are actually quite enigmatic. friendly but very private, calm but suddenly spontaneous, extremely curious but unable to stay focused on formal studies, istp personalities can be a challenge to predict, even by their friends and loved ones. istps can seem very loyal and steady for a while, but they tend to build up a store of impulsive energy that explodes without warning, taking their interests in bold new directions.” (via 16personalities.com)

full bio (lame as fuck written years ago..... pleathe...)

tw homophobia

born in quigley’s pub on the backstreets of sunny dublin, young finnegan o'callaghan was thrown kicking and screaming into the rowdy suburbs of irish drinking culture. the son of a landlord and a fishwife, he never had much in the way of earnings, but there was never a dull moment in his lively estate, where asbo’s thrived, but community spirit conquered. at school, finn was pegged as lazy and unmotivated, though truly his dyslexia made it hard for the boy to learn in the same environment of his peers and only made him more closed-off in class. struggling with anger management, finn moved from school to school, unable to fit the cookie-cutter mould that school enforced on him, though whilst academic studies were of little interest to the boy, he soon found his true passions lay in recreational activities. immersed into the joys of sport from as young as four, finn was an ardent munster fan and anticipated nothing more than the day he could finally fit into his brother’s old pair of rugby boots.

his calling finally came unexpectedly, not in the form of rugger, but through dance. to learn to express himself in a non-academic way, he began tap dancing, finding therapy in the beat of his soles against the cracked kitchen tiles (much to his mother’s disgrace). it wasn’t a conscious choice, finn just realised one day that dance was something that made him feel. a king of the streets, finn made his fortune on those cobbled pavements – dancing and drawing to earn his keep. by default, finn became a street artist, each penny he earned from his chalk drawings saved in a jam jar towards buying his first pair of tap shoes. though many of his less-than-amiable neighbours called him a nancy and a gaybo, finn refused to quit at his somewhat ‘unconventional’ hobby, for the young scrapper found energy, life, and released anger through the rhythm of tap. soon he branched out into street dance, hip hop, break dancing, lyrical, his days spent smacking his scuffed feet against the broken patio into the night.

when he was thirteen he took up boxing, and as expected, his newfound ‘macho’ pastime conflicted with his dancing. the boxers called him ‘soft’; the dancers called him ‘inelegant’. he felt like two different people; having to choose between interests was like being handed a knife and asked to which half of himself he wished to cut away. he couldn’t afford professional training in dance, with most schools based in england and limited scholarships available. instead, he made the street his studio, racking up a small fanbase on youtube. when he was fifteen he made his debut in billy eliot at the olympia theatre in dublin. enter nina de souza, talented, beautiful and italian; ballet dancer, operatic singer, genius whiz kid, and spoiled brat. she was selfish, conceited, hell bent on getting her own way, and every director’s nightmare. finn fell for her like a house of cards. he’d always had a soft spot for girls who meant trouble. and so their hellish courtship began.

by the time they were seventeen, the two young swans had danced in every playhouse across the republic. they were known in theatres across the country for their tempestuous personalities, their raging arguments with one another, their tendency to drop out of shows altogether without any notice, yet the money kept rolling in and the audiences continued to grow. for three years, their families continued to put up with their hysterical fights followed by passionate reconciliations. he was too possessive, and she was too wild. their carcrash of a relationship finally came to a catastrophic halt when nina broke off the whole affair and returned to italy with her family. for months finn tried to contact her, yet his phone calls, texts, facebook messages were always ignored, until finally he was driven to drastic measures and used his savings to get a plane to her home town. when finn turned up uninvited at nina’s house she freaked out – and rightly so – she contacted her agent, accused him of stalking her, and had a restraining order placed against him. finn was arrested, held in a station overnight, and charged with harassment before he was allowed to return to dublin.

after the incident with nina, finn lost the fight in his eyes. he became far more hostile, far less likely to retaliate with his own fists, and picked fights not for the thrill of feeling his own fists pummel another into a wall, but for the sensation of his own brittle bones cracking. he dropped his tap shoes in a dumpster, stopped talking to his friends, followed his father’s advice and went back to school to complete his leaving certificate. a few short months later, and finn was packing his bags, saying his bittersweet goodbyes, and travelling half-way across the globe to be as far away as possible from his past self, his mess of a life, and most of all nina. it seemed somehow ironic that the boy who had been cautioned by the garda so much during his youth for spray painting, busking without a liscence, and raucous parties would become the grumpy, aloof overseas student studying a degree in criminology; that his once reckless spirit could be crushed so easily.

of all things that finn could be called, straightforward would never be one of them. ever since his first days in atticus, the boy was pegged as hostile, hot-headed, cynical, rude. he seemed to spend more time in his thoughts than engaging in conversation. like a ticking time-bomb, finn’s anger was of the calm kind, liable to explode without a moment’s noticed. his unpredictable personality make him something of an enigma to those who aren’t amiable with the lad, though hostile as he may appear, he harvests a good heart. loyalty lies at the centre of his affections, and whilst his friends are few in number, he makes a lifelong partner. somewhere within finn, there’s still some fight left, but mostly he has recognised that his hedonistic lifestyle did little to leave him fulfilled – mostly, it just emptied him out – and over his three years at university has resigned himself to a nihilistic predicament.

if u wanna plot with me pls pls pls im me or like this post!! i am always game for plots i love em so excited to write with you all here r some ideas

study buddies. finn is now a phd student so has to start takin shit seriously. he gon be in the library every day doing that independent study. if he had ppl who were also regular library goers n they get each other coffees to save time.... tht wld be sweet

ppl who love techno dj sets and going super hard on the weekends!!! fuck yea

friends with benefits. exes on bad terms. ppl he tried to date but couldnt because he’s always emotionally hung up on someone else. spicy hook up plots

ppl he met touring?? maybe ppl who were also in the entertainment industry..... anyone got a character who is ex circus hit me up

does anyone else study criminology / forensics / criminal psych / law? phd students sometimes lecture so he cld be an assistant lecturer / tutor if ur character is in a younger year

gamers !!! social recluses !!! hermits !!

finn goes to the skatepark and all the young boys there think he’s a gradnpa which he is!

#huntingtonintro #is tht the tag....... idk..... msg me xo

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tysabrewing-s · 5 years ago

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Thoughts on Lena?

Wow anon u rlly just asked my number one actual fave™ as always prepare for one big post hhvhvhjvn

Like ive always liked edgy teen characters I think they have a nice charm to them and I like the conflict they cause for other characters ( best example for this is besides Lena is needletail from warriors tbh!! Theyre rlly similar in cool ways)

Lenas like different for me tho she isnt just some dumbass teen messing shit up and everybody be like "broooo stop being so immature :\\" I mean she is that but she means more to me as a character again abt to get super personal ( what can i say my favs are my favs cuz I relate to them personally or wish I was like them lmao) but I relate to her like a lot haha I dont have anybody in my life like magica is to her in all but I can relate in a very toned down way of how controlling she is and how she doesnt get a bit of space ik that isnt the main aspect of it but god I still felt that u know I also relate how magicas keeps being like "u cant have friends lmao its only to get scrooges dime stop getting attached" again not exactly the same but a certain person in my life is always telling me friendships are dumb they never last blah blah blah shouldnt bother to pursue any for this reason and its just annoying okay anyways tho enough abt me im srry this is so long its basically me just venting :')

One of the best things abt her tho?? How she sasses pack at magica and isnt shown to be in the wrong pretty sure everybody and their mom has talked abt this but like srsly not all victims of abuse are super nice wouldnt hurt anybody type of person hell most arent its just such a breath of fresh air for once to see a character go thru this shit especially one of those edgy™ characters ( srry to describe her as edgy like 5 times but idk other ways my vocabulary sucks fhchcjvhv) and isnt shown as just being rebellious or whatever magicas literally treating her like dried up cat piss and audience KNOWS this we literally cant deny it and when beakley apologized to her for being rude I wanted to explode from happiness??? Ive never seen a show do that have an adult admit they were wrong okay I dont watch a bunch of cartoons but even when i think abt other stuff i like like books movies games etc ive still NEVER seen this

Basically lena is an absolutely AMAZING representation of abuse victims is what im trying to get at ( btw if im in any way wrong abt this pls someone dm me!! Ive never been abused so I get I can never get it like know how that experience feels if im wrong pls educate me on this!!)

Also I adore her dynamic w webby like my short answer is im a big old softy for nice bubbly girl\emo gal trope and I eat it up like somebody who found a bit of water in a desert 😔👊

But like its also rlly heccing epic cuz most likely before her nobody ever treated her as like a person so just an extra cherry on top with it

I see their dynamic as like finding comfort in each other and helping each other with it and idk its very endearing and sweet to me to think abt

And on top of this?? Shes still a dumb as FUCK teenager!! Like beagle day massacre is basically just her taking a 12 yearold to crash a party lmao and forget the eps name but when her huey and webby just went underground for whatever reason?? Absolute horrible inlfuence and im all for it babey

Anyways even tho ive written a book by now heres some headcannons djvjvjvjb

She likes an ironic shitposter basically just think of those cant see the haters thru my tears or is crying until 4 am badass stuff haha

Cusses like theres no tomorrow

When she gets older ( if she like ever ages that is lol) her and louie get rlly close like their buds and do dumb stuff like stealing a police car

I hc her as a non binary lesbian!! She goes by she\they but mostly she

She makes a tik tok ironically but then it actually got popular

She used to steal a lot while living on the streets so shes rlly particular on what she spends her money on and she rarely shares anything

Everyday she needs at least a while to herself to listen to some music and stuff like that she hates being around ppl all the time

Idk if this even counts as a headcannon cuz ik everybody agrees with but shes touch starved af she rlly only accepts hugs and stuff from webby tho

She actually doesn't think violets is a knock off of her or anything like that shes just a jealous bitch haha like shes actually rlly impressed that shes good at controlling magic

She wouldnt tell anybody this but she actually kinda likes how she looks she isnt super confident abt it but she doesnt think shes ugly and is like "huh u know what my dyed hair is kinda dope"

Shes like totally in love with lemon demon

Alrighty pretty much done with this post!! Srry if im rude or its to long I just can never shut up abt my fav characters once u ask me yknow jghfjfghj

#CRAP FORGOT TO TAG THIS LMAO #ducktales #dt #lena de spell #asks #text post

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cheswirls · 5 years ago

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tether notes 3/3

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reference maps

pt 4 drawings

pkmn team graphics for 5 char

big bang art one / two

timeline

[this is very loose and only goes chronologically, so some points may happen years apart from each other]

caesar, under the family, begins research on creating an artificial arceus

the river from law’s village becomes polluted, and lami gets sick

everyone in law’s village dies. he travels to alola

corazon, the ula’ula kahuna, gets wind of caesar’s experiments

law joins the family in alola

law meets corazon, and shortly after embarks on an island challenge

after getting a special material on poni island, law meets with corazon, who tells him he was planning to turn the family over to the international police

corazon dies, and law escapes the family with one type:null

law ends up in the kalos region

luffy meets shanks, and learns about aura

luffy leaves for the sinnoh region to train with shanks for the first time

ace and sabo set off on a journey through the kanto region

luffy is given his second pokemon, a buizel, by shanks, to help cope with the loss of his brothers

sabo and ace return to travel kanto once more

sabo’s accident occurs; he’s hospitalized, but convinces ace to continue traveling

ace dies in an accident; sabo takes striker, his charizard, and leaves the sevii islands

luffy starts his journey looking for sabo

a band of pokemon poachers begins to grow more prominent in sinnoh; it’s led by caesar, who escaped capture at alola all those years ago

dragon’s group arrives in the sinnoh region

marguerite, a close confident with the sinnoh champion, goes missing

shanks sends luffy a letter; law boards a boat for sinnoh from kalos

the sinnoh champion, boa hancock, contacts shanks about marguerite

dragon arrives at snowpoint and meets with kokoro

aisa goes missing

tama goes missing and, catching word of this, shanks heads to tsuru from his meeting point with luffy

anana goes missing

luffy arrives in the sinnoh region

chimney goes missing, and shanks sets off to go look for all the missing girls

luffy migrates to jubilife, thinking it was veilstone; law arrives in the sinnoh region

shanks is captured and loses contact with boa hancock

dragon separates from his group, going off on his own

law and luffy meet in jubilife

the battle zone’s real-life location is a formerly-japanese-but-now-russian island called sakhalin. the lower half, specifically. the other island on the map where the pokemon league sits is based off a chain of japanese-owned islands that i can’t remember the name of and am too busy to look up right now. sakhalin is pretty barren, pretty remote, and pretty unpopulated. it’s also colder than hokkaido, being further north, but bc the pokemon-equivalent has an active volcano, the climate balances out.

i spent more time researching sakhalin on google earth than i did actually writing the entire travel part of part 4. like, an absurd amount of time. more than i needed to. but the result is a good portrayal, and an accurate, effortless one. here’s some geography stuff.

1. the squatty plants on sinnoh’s route 225 are probably stone pines. i say probably, bc i still came away unsure, but this was my best conclusion. i cross-referenced sakhalin flora with what i was seeing on google earth, paired with what was most common since these trees are everywhere in the battle zone. specifically they’re japanese stone pines, so more of a squatty bush than an actual tree. (also called dwarf siberian pines, or the genus name of the dwarf version, pinus pumila) in pokemon verse, i chose aguav berries as the pine’s fruit since the seeds grow in pink bundles, like an aguav plant in-game. also, an unripe pinecone is greet, so there’s that too.

2. southern sakhalin, that i can remember, doesn’t actually have black-sand beaches. there’s one in platinum off the base of stark mountain, but since that’s aniva bay area of sakhalin, it doesn’t match up great. the only thing similar is in northeastern sakhalin, off the sea of okhotsk, where dark mud will collect on the coast and turn the beach dark. i wrote it off as a game mechanic, saying ‘it’s from the ash from the volcano’, or something like that, and then referenced beaches in iceland that are actual black-sand beaches and really pretty.

3. aniva bay is southern sakhalin, essentially. it’s a fork, and in the middle is where the black sand beach is in platinum. in actuality, aniva bay is not that big. there’s a lighthouse off one fork, not tall or anything impressive, but it’s there. at one point i wanted law and luffy to sail in (i saw sail, i mean like surf on a pokemon okay) past the lighthouse, and go through the bay, and stop on the black sand beach. this was before i knew most anything about part four, though, and soon the idea was scrapped as i deviated towards the cargo ship taking them to fight area. also, aniva bay isn’t deep enough for whales to flop around in, and i realize since i called it a bay in tether that that should also hold true, but i did say it was a wailmer so let’s jus forget that inaccuracy and say its okay bc the whale is tiny.

4. stark mountain was a challenge i spent. so long. so so long. trying to find the mountain range it was based off of. pokemon wikipedia was no help, bc sakhalin is huge. if i was gonna do anything for the pokemon community, i’d wanna go and edit articles to include real-life landmarks that in-game ones were based on. i think the closest thing i found to a once-volcano was more into the northern half of sakhalin, so after spending too much time looking into it, i jus wrote based on screenshots of stark mountain, and on my own intuition. also, yea, i used video game logic the closer they got to the volcano. please don’t depict characters holding cloth over their mouths to protect from sulfur ash if youre going for accuracy, bc thats not going to help.

5. the survival area and the ainu village. i wrote a little about the ainu in part one, while exploring law’s village. my main amount of research went into the ainu’s of sakhalin, though. it’s all sorta the same culture, since they all got kicked out migrated to hokkaido anyway, but there are a few differences. the sheer rock cliff is part of a sakhalin photoset i referenced, so it does exist, somewhere. yes, there are bears in sakhalin, perhaps even more than hokkaido, since it’s less-human-populated. but, again, also colder. i realize survival area is a settlement in platinum, but also.. its really small? and kinda nothing, tbh. so i transformed it into an ainu village, since it’s so outta the way of the other two areas down on each fork of the bay, and it’s closer to the volcano, where the fire goddess resides.

the ainu are the indigenous population of japan. i mentioned before, if you’ve read fma or one of arakawa’s spreads, you’ve probably heard of them. in fma, they’re the race that the ishvalans are based off of. nowadays, they reside in hokkaido, and a while ago they used to reside in lower sakhalin. i couldn’t figure up a creative name for tether for them and i was in so much of a time crunch that in the end i didnt bother, sue me. researching the ainu was most definitely one of the more time-consuming tasks. i spent a long time reading. i watched, after a good recommendation, all two seasons of golden kamuy (an excellent portrayal of hokkaido!ainu, btw, jus not exactly what i was going for) and all one season of sirius the jaegar, where i got the most help from. marking maps and writing the outline (and making myself remember why i dont ever outline. ever.) were definitely time-consuming, but ainu research was by far the most hours i spent on a task for tether (besides like, writing it.)

i still don’t feel like i did enough research, so the cultural things i did include i tried to keep vague to keep from portraying wrong. the bear ceremonies, the signs of summer through salmon (finneon) hunting and huki harvesting, the bear cub raising, the ripping of clothing in a funeral procession, and the kamuy (ainu gods) are all real things and part of ainu culture. woman tattoo their lips, yes. the patterns of the clothing are distinctive (also warm, bc they’ve always been This Far North, and tether!law is a bastardization of forgotten ainu culture pls dont look at his sleeveless top next to his wooden earrings i beg you) there are lots of things i could go into, but im jus gonna leave it vague again and say if you’re super interested, go find an article or watch golden kamuy.

there wasn’t a lot of pokemon depicted in the wilds of the battle zone, and for reason. at this point i really wanted to keep true to sakhalin, so i stuck with the fauna native there, and the pokemon native to sinnoh, and if i didn’t include any pokemon that actually appear in the battle zone in platinum? oops. my house my rules. anyway so horses, dogs, wolves, bears. rapidash, eevee, luxray line, ursaring line.. that covers it, right? oh, and fearow. okay, so i did include one pokemon from platinum’s battle zone. also wailmer, there was a wailmer.

why did you include baroque works into dragon’s group?

so. i wrote tether while the vivre cards were coming out. specifically, right before i was supposed to have started writing part 4, the alabasta pack came out, and i was so taken with goldenweek’s real name that i re-read little garden and stuck her into the story. bentham was.. k, no lie, in my mind he’s like a pseudo-rev member? i jus associate hm so heavily with ivankov, and i read a fic once where he was iva’s student and since then i’ve jus always had to include him in rev stuff so that’s why he’s here. plus i love him. good enough, right? and those two are the only ones, so it’s not entirely baroque works. i don’t rly consider bentham bw anymore, like i said, he’s kinda a pseudo-rev. and i jus rly liked marianne’s name. also her, now. tether!marianne is cool. 85% of the story’s sass.

april 9th is both caesar and marguerite’s birthday. i think in the beginning i was searching for characters that share birthdays for a plot point, and when i settled on caesar i settled on marguerite eventually for this reason just so i could make the whole ‘it’s not his bday its mine!!’ joke. and then i formed the whole story on it being late march-early april and based the weather off that.

law’s sixth pokemon. see, i told you revealing it was strategic! you all were expecting null, right? and then out pops silvally. well, it’s been so many years, so it’s natural they would’ve figured out love and trust and such and breaking the mask and evolving. still! aaaa, that felt so good to write.

there’s more of a metaphor with silvally, even more with umbreon, that i was going for. something along the lines of a captured being being granted escape, bonding with someone, coming back to get due vengeance with the old captor, showing how much more they had become. with umbreon, it was more thing-i-protected-grew-into-something-that-now-protects-me aka her helping law through his nightmares, being a generally supportive and kind pokemon like someone law knew wink wink. also literally protect, with the whole casear thing.

okay mind control time. i reread pt 4 real quick before writing the notes, and im still not completely satisfied with how shanks broke free. i tried to hard to research good mind control depictions but i was more interested in figuring out how the mind control ended rather than the state of being, and there weren’t many promising results other than the victim dying, which wasn’t helpful. i knew i didn’t want it to be the whole i-love-you-so-snap-out-of-it thing, thats so cheesy and kinda ridiculous tbh. i think luffy confronting shanks’ inner self directly and convincing him to step out is nice, but if you pay attention closer to the scenes and how they match up, you might notice something that aids this.

so, it wasn’t just luffy. i know a lot goes on in latter half of pt 4, and all the scenes are disjointed. law and umbreon and silvally defeat gengar before shanks awakes properly. it was luffy, yes, that convinced him everything was going to be okay, and to not falter. but since gengar was knocked unconscious, the control over shanks was already waning to begin with. it was more like, he was already fine, and out of the cycle, but the trauma kept him from realizing it until luffy came. does that help? so basically, it wasn’t luffy talking alone, it was defeating gengar, like luffy had thought of previously. and then it was helping shanks thorugh it, because you don’t just bounce back from that. thats why i wrote shanks Like That in the remaining scenes.

while not in the best conditions as lab 3, labs 1 and 2 were fully-operational and secure facilities, so if you were questioning why sabo and law (mortally injured, mind you -two stab wounds, ow) would just leave the people and pokemon next to a burning lab, it’s because it was secure and the fire contained. the base was inside a volcano, guys, there’s no way the rooms werent airtight to prevent an accident. imagine being That Guy that fucked something up and led to the active volcano erupting. of course they took precautions. also, sabo had been working in the base for a bit, so if he thought the people were gonna catch fire, he wouldn’t have left them.

koala having aromatisse was purely for plot purposes, for it’s hidden ability. i needed a psychic type, and if i haven’t mentioned, dragon’s group are based in kalos, so it had to be from there. it fits though, maybe, right? anywa, yea, that’s why sabo has a delphox and salamence after he fucks off for two years, because he was in kalos. (this is what i’m referring to, if you haven’t clicked on any of those links.)

Law takes Luffy’s hand and leads them backwards, until they’re out of sight again

and, finally, my favorite moment of tether, when lawlu graduates from arms to wrists to finally holding hands. /cries so proud

k but what’s with that ending?

fun fact time i always knew how i wanted to end tether. from the moment of its conception, even before i finished writing part 1 (before i started, really, back when i was gathering material) i knew it ended with dragon in front of the statue of giratina. insert obligatory sequel joke here marianne mentions, before the trio ventures into the base, that her group’s leader wouldn’t appreciate having to halt his own agenda to help them with taking out the hunters. giratina was this agenda.

originally, before i started on pt 2, i thought abt law/lu taking a different route. i wanted them to go north, up through eterna forest and to eterna city, and examine the statue of dialga. then go east from there, still taking them through coronet, but then through celestic town and seeing the cave painting of the lake guardians. i also really wanted them to go to lake valor, since it was the only lake they could conceivably go to on their way to veilstone. i thought about switching pastoria for snowpoint and encountering sabo at lake acuity. none of this worked out, but it was all supposed to reference back into dragon and giratina and sinnoh lore. instead i turned it fully into a travel fic and then a rescue op, at the end. it’s still interesting to think how the story could’ve changed, had they gone up to eterna before crossing through coronet.

in all honesty i wanted to end the story on a surprise note. almost like a goosebumps ending, where everything is resolved and then at the very end there’s a quick scene that leaves you grasping for more, leaves you questioning. (also like certain op chapters leaving you with zero answers and more questions than you started with, fuck you, oda) it wasn’t until i was almost done with part 4 that i started to kinda miss tether, even tho i wasnt done yet but my outline had been done for a bit so i kinda was? and then i remembered back in november when i created concepts for ace and sabo before i even wrote that one scene in mt coronet, and i remembered thinking so much about their story, and their travels, and sabo’s accident. and then, not long after i finished with part 4, i had a startling idea, and i had a first line of a maybe sequel, and i started to put a little more thought into it.

if you’re looking for confirmation, this isn’t it. this is saying i have an idea i’d like to explore. maybe. tether took a lot of work, and a lot of time. it definitely doesn’t have as much feedback as i would like it to, for me to invest in a full-fledged sequel. if i start this, if i ever do, it’ll definitely be more lax, and a chapter-by-chapter sort of thing. i guess it just comes down to how many people are actually interested in it.

#tether #writing

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nobeliumoxygenoxygen · 6 years ago

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Dabi || You could have aimed a bit worse

SUMMARY: You had become a detective all because of him--because he’d gone missing for years and then had come back dead, but unrecognisable. To avenge him, in some way.

And now?

Now you were desperately trying not to shoot your boyfriend on the job.

GENRE: a bit of fluff, angst and crack??

WARNINGS: swearing, very vague implied child abuse

WORDS: 2200 ish

A/N: yayay another one!! This was based/inspired by the post where A is a police/detective and B is a criminal/villain and when one of them shoots each other they’re like “I’ll never hear the end of this” but great job me I can’t find it when i need it!! I hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!!!

DISCLAIMER: all publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.

“You shot me.”

“Look, I said I was sorry!”

“It hurt.”

“I’m sorry! Geez, Dabi, it’s not like I can control where my bullets go!”

“But you could have aimed a bit worse.”

“I did! You just jumped right in the way!”

“You knew I--”

“Okay, we’re done here.” You slammed the first aid kit shut, gritting your teeth in frustration.

Your boyfriend was the most annoying prick in the world. Bleeding from the leg, bruised and battered, and still he managed to piss you off and worry you.

You shoved the kit back in its place in the cupboard, muttering profanities and justifications for yourself.

See, the thing was, you were a detective.

And your boyfriend?

One of the most wanted villains in Japan.

Oh, but then again, whose fault was that exactly?

Who was it that faked their own death? The fake death that prompted you to become a detective in the first place? The fake death that led to you becoming a notable detective in the force, as a result leading to you having amazing amounts of coincidences running into your boyfriend on the job?

That’s right. It was all your prick of a boyfriend’s fault.

Dabi entered the kitchen, lingering in the doorway as he leaned against it, giving you the smirk he knew frustrated you. And aroused you.

Goddamnit.

If only you didn’t love him. Life would be so much easier.

But of course, it had been all because of your love for him from the beginning.

You were eighteen when you’d graduated from high school. Alone. Without the presence of your best friend by your side, or in the audience.

Nineteen when you’d gone on your around-the-world trip without your best friend. The best friend you’d planned it all with.

Twenty when you’d cried at your best friend’s funeral, unaware that he was alive and breathing the same moment you felt like you were no longer alive and breathing.

Touya had been missing for a few months already. Hope had been slowly leeching out of you, life moving on even though you didn’t want it to.

In the beginning, you’d tried to get answers. Marching right up to the Todoroki estate and demanding to know where he was. You’d assumed he was staying home, maybe subject to one of his father’s cruel training sessions, maybe too lazy to get up. The school never questioned it; he was a Todoroki, eldest of the number two hero. He might as well have set the school on fire and they would have created a statue in honor of him.

His family hadn’t known anything. His mother, sickly and stressed as she was, couldn’t give you answers. She could barely even talk and that made you feel immensely guilty. It seemed just mentioning Touya was enough to set her into a trance. His sister, Fuyumi, was only thirteen at the time and you didn’t want to hurt her any more than she already was. She had been so worried, the young girl who should have only been worried about trivial childish things, like trends or exams. Not a missing sibling. Not a fractured family.

You had wanted to talk to Endeavor but the man had too much work, it seemed, to even check in with his son’s best friend. You doubted you would have been brave enough either way. You hated him, too. Touya had hinted enough that you knew what the number two hero was like behind the closed curtains. Any encounter between the two of you would not have ended well.

All you’d gathered from your demand for answers was that they had informed the police.

Yet it didn’t seem like anyone was doing anything.

It had taken another week before you declared “screw this” and had stormed back to the Todoroki estate, fury and anxiety and stress and fear for your best friend mixing in your stomach. Where was he? Where was he?

This time, Endeavor had been home.

Like you’d expected, your encounter hadn’t gone nicely.

You’d glared and screamed, but tears had blurred your vision and your voice was hoarse. You could have been just a pest in the number two hero’s eyes. You weren’t sure if the rest of the family had been there to witness it, but you’d gotten a message from Fuyumi a few hours later.

Todo Fuyu: are u okay?

Todo Fuyu: i’m sure touya-nii is fine

Todo Fuyu: pls don’t worry he wouldn’t want u to

You’d been too pissed and shocked from your outburst, adrenaline coursing through your veins to reply immediately.

Finally, you’d gone to the police.

They hadn’t been much help. In fact, they’d been even less help.

You should have realised it though. You were, after all, just a young woman inquiring about the affairs of the Todoroki family. Who were you to ask about them? They didn’t know of your connection with Touya. They’d merely told you they were doing the best they could, and had sent you on your way.

Maybe that was when you’d decided to be a detective. When you decided you wanted all the answers and you wanted them now. Though you couldn’t get them.

So you’d applied for a criminal justice course at uni, studying your ass off, graduating and finding a job.

All the while your best friend was found beyond recognition save through DNA testing, had declared him dead, attended his funeral, comforted his family, and had resolved to make sure no one else had to go through that ordeal.

Not that that was necessarily your pledge to make. You were just a detective, not a hero able to protect citizens on the larger scale.

But you didn’t want anyone else to face the years of waiting you’d done.

Your passion and work had paid off though and you were steadily promoted in the first few years of your career, a genius in how dedicated and determined you were.

It shouldn’t have surprised you that you were appointed as one of the supporting detectives in the investigation of the League of Villains, working closely under a lot of senior detectives as well as one called Detective Tsukuachi.

At first you had been apprehensive. Taking on the job was something big, huge, for you. You’d only aimed to be a small-time detective, helping missing people cases and working with families.

But since the League of Villains were a massive issue, you took it anyway. If they had offered it to you, you must have been able to offer something back, right?

You just hadn’t thought the League of Villains themselves would have had something to offer you.

Whether they knew it or not.

“L/N-san--they’re coming your way!” Takeo, a colleague of yours currently sitting inside the surveillance room, yelled through the comms. “Be care--”

“I know!” You hissed back, crouching behind the corner. God god god--oh god why were you here? Why did they have to be so close? You had no backup and no one was able to get to your position anytime soon and the most dangerous members of the League of Villains were heading your way?

You were so going to die.

You heard them before you saw them. Clearly they didn’t bother with stealth when they had the raw power of Dabi’s flames and the fighting skills of Toga and Twice. Your had nothing on them--your weaponry and quirk not strong enough.

You just had to make it count.

You tensed, lowering just a bit, ready to pounce and shoot when--

“L/N wait!” You froze, heart hammering. What now? “They’re splitting up! Dabi heading your way--” Seriously? It couldn’t have been Toga or Twice heading your way--maybe you could have fought one of them off, maybe you could have survived. But no, it just had to be the man with the flames that rivaled Endeavor’s himself. “--coming in--” Crackling. “L/N--”

“Takeo? Takeo--?”

Static.

What the hell?

You fingered your comm, panic rising. When that yielded no results, you glanced at the security camera high up in the corner of the hallway you were in. It wasn’t on. Or, it wasn’t on anymore.

What had they done?

“What do we have here?”

Shit.

You jerked back around, lifting your gun and wasting no time as you pulled the trigger. You’d learnt long ago to never hesitate.

You weren’t able to see if you’d hit him, as there was a burst of hot blue flames and you were flung backwards, hitting the door you’d been guarding--the escape route that was the one you’d all deemed the most unlikely one they’d use. Of course the universe hated you.

You swore, scrambling for the gun blindly. The flames had damaged your vision temporarily; everything was bright, too bright.

You couldn’t die. You couldn’t. You couldn’t you couldn’t you couldn’t--

The flames died down and your vision darkened--oh god he was right in front of you!

“I suggest you move out of the way--”

He stopped. Something must have surprised him.

That was enough for you to grab the gun and slam it into what you hoped was his face.

Crack.

Your vision was still blurry but you stood up, backing away to the other side, gun poised and ready to shoot. But you didn’t know where he was and you weren’t sure if you were meant to kill him. They were needed for questioning; if you could capture him alive, you’d all be able to question them thoroughly. The potential--

He moved so fast you had no time to react.

“Y/N.”

Who?

Who said that? Why…

Why did they sound so familiar?

“Get away from me!” You screamed, flailing as hands twisted your wrists until you were forced to drop the gun. You blinked, head aching but finally, finally, you could see properly.

See into beautiful half-lidded turquoise eyes that you knew.

Oh god.

You were speechless. He…

He looked like Touya.

Or, at least, the eyes were Touya’s. The hair was not your best friend’s red, the face scarred and bleeding--

And still Touya’s.

Still Touya’s. But older.

“Y/N.”

“No.” You breathed, shaking. “No!”

Because this wasn’t real. This couldn’t have been real.

Touya was dead.

You’d seen the body. Seen it and--

And had wondered how that charred person could have been the best friend you’d loved so dearly.

“Stop and look at me,” He demanded--did his voice crack?--, but he didn’t loosen his grip. No doubt you would have freaked out again.

You tried to stop. Tried to breathe and think again. But god--this wasn’t real, was it?

Was it?

“It’s me, Y/N. It’s…” He paused, jaw clenching. “You know who I am.”

You froze, eyes widening.

Then narrowing because, “No I don’t. I don’t know who you are! I don’t know and I don’t--I don’t...I can’t,” You hissed, breath heaving. “You’re...You’re dead.”

And you sobbed then, just once, because you were still on the job and now you could both hear others approaching. From the sounds of it, it was your colleagues--Takeo’s voice rising over the top, yelling to find you and find you fast.

Dabi--Touya?--let you go then and swiftly jumped back, eyes on you the whole time as he opened the door to the outside.

He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, subtly shaking his head as he leaned outside, ready to leave but no--not yet.

You had to know. Just in case.

You leapt forward, grabbing his coat just before he was out of reach, breathlessly asking the question you weren’t sure you wanted to know the answer to;

“Is it really you?”

He didn’t turn around, but his head bobbed--yes. “I’ll come back, don’t worry your cloudy head, alright, Y/N?”

You let go then, a smile involuntarily forming on your lips.

Because ‘Cloudy head’ was your nickname. The nickname formed because you were always up in the clouds, dreaming of travelling around the world. The reason why you’d both planned a trip together, both dreaming of being free.

You couldn’t see his face, but you swore he smiled too.

“I’m sorry for shooting you,” You whispered above your boyfriend’s head as he slept.

God, you could be such a sap at night. You had both had the conversation; conversation where you two had agreed that it was alright, even if one of you hurt the other, as much as you both fretted whenever it happened. Deep down, you knew he was alright and just messing with you.

But you were really sorry you had shot him. Words couldn’t explain just how much you’d panicked after seeing Dabi fall off the ledge, knowing your bullet had pierced him--but how deeply? How you had been barely able to function and report properly afterwards, being forced to write the words ‘shot the villain Dabi’ on yours.

You slowly slid back down onto the bed, a weight being lifted off your shoulders at seeing him breathing steadily, knowing he was still alive.

You were just about to shut your eyes when he turned, his frustrating-as-hell smirk on his frustratingly-attractive face.

“You still could have aimed a bit worse, you know?”

You glared at him. And promptly turned around, back facing towards him.

Of course, it wasn’t to hide the smile that spread across your face as you heard his deep chuckle and felt his arms wrap around you or anything.

No, of course it wasn’t.

#bnha imagines #dabi imagines #bnha scenarios #dabi scenarios #dabi x reader #bnha x reader #dabi bnha #dabi #my work

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theythemsam · 6 years ago

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spn 1x14 (cause i completey skipped 1x13, cause its a bad fucking episode y’all), liveblog, collected posts (all 12 of them) or as i like to call it: I Am In Hell, Why Does This Show Hate Abuse Surviviors So Much, also i triggered myself so uh that’s always nice, tw for discussions of child abuse and suicide, bc that’s what happens in this piece of shit episode and once again Sam Winchester is the only good thing about this episode & I am so angry. Also Max did nothing wrong and deserves better:

Oh Fuck Yeah, more psychic!sam

#heck yeah i love it!!! #also my beautiful boy max who deserves so much better

also killing abusers. Now Thats A Sexy, Sexy Episode.

#just watching that bastard die is... very... very... satisfying

priest!boys. Nice.

#also sam all styled and stuff #with his hair slicked back it looks great

“so what was your dad like?”

Max, visibly going from bitter laugh to fake sad: “you know, just a normal dad”

#god that poor boy #he deserves so much better #supernatural and abuse victims #its not a good mix 95% of the time #but i think with him they at least did a kinda okay job? #not good bc lmao should have let him survive and go to therapy please!!! #but at least hes portrayed as sympathetic but flawed #something which many other abuse surviviors (bela. the kids in family remains etc) dont get and i hate it

Planting some heads in flower crates. Maybe some nice buds can sprout from that assholes brain.

#i feel literally 0% empathy #i cheer when the father & uncle die #like hmmm yes more pls

ughhh i hate that episode so much, it makes me so angry

#like not only did the stepmom do nothing and honestly? she deserves to die for that #but the police never helped even when they were called a shitton of times by neighbors #the system very rarely protects abuse surviviors #anyway what im saying is: max did nothing wrong

like I get it, there’s a lot of cases where the woman can’t stand up for a child, cause they are also abused or they don’t see a way out, and in real life I would definitely treat that a bit differently, but the fact that she stayed, that she’d didn’t stop it, that she didn’t take the child and run away, makes her complicit and nearly just as a bad as the actual abusers and that’s the tea and also why she deserves to die

#i have 0 tolerance for that #like... if you notice something like that and youre not willing to fight like hell to protect the victims... youre not a person i'll like #and she deserves whats coming for her #FUCK i forgot how angry that episode makes me

also the fact that she stood by and watched… like it wasn’t like she wasn’t in the room or didn’t notice it, she just… didn’t care.

#kill her max youre doing amazing sweetie #fuck me i hate abusers so much

Dean: “it doesn’t justify murdering your entire family”

me:

#it does #anyway hot take of the day: all abusers deserve to die #its ptsd Oh Hour for me over here folks lmao #and dean then just going: we gotta kill him #like... dean you lay a finger on my boy and im gonna tear you apart limb by limb

that fact that sam knows so well how to calm abuse surviviors down (giving them the choice of what’s going to happen, being calm and non-threatening) etc is definitely also one of my fav things about him

#like hes just so gentle and good #and fuuuuck im still angry #cause max deserves so much better

god, Max makes so much sense to me and honestly? i support him wholeheartedly

#'it wasn't about getting away. it was about not being afraid' #like sure... you know.... getting away is healthier in the long run but #knowing your abuser is still out there? maybe hurting others? maybe planning to at some point come after you? its fucking terrifying #theres a kind of relief you can only get knowing that they are gone for good #Max Deserves Better

also like… you know… of course killing your abusers is not going to not make you scared anymore, but… especially if somebodies been forced into that situation for such a long time, never knowing when the next beating was coming, never knowing how long you’d be safe and never able to feel safe? fuck, i get why he thinks it’s the only way, no matter how illogical it seems from the outside.

#i only care about max now #this is now the max blog #like not only does that child have cptsd for sure #i dont think he ever knew what safety felt like #not being safe in your own home must be the worst #cause you have no where to turn #especially as a child #and the fact that there were so many people who could have helped but /didnt/ or where nothing came from it #hell im bitter and its just a story to me

i’m still angry that she got to survive and max killed himself because honestly? she deserved worse and he deserved better.

(also her going: “I lost everyone.” does not make a single bit more sympathetic to me)

#hell im always on the side of abuse victims and surviviors and she was part of the abuse #i think im gonna take a break cause i think i actually triggered myself so uhhhh.... yeah....

#spn 1x14 #collections #this is the angriest a supernatural episode has made me in a loooong time #still pissed but at least no longer blowing up i gotta punch a wall angry #ughhhhhhh i think i gotta watch some sweet vicious to get a dose of my abuse surviviors getting kill their abusers #and being treated well in the narrative for it #or jessica jones #both are good #more please!#sam liveblogs

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kurainburdened · 6 years ago

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POKEMON AU pls.... bc i know ur passionate abt pokemon and honestly Me Too

III LOVE YOU!!! I WAS PLANNING ON MAKING THIS A THING WHERE I ADD IN THE SENDERS MUSE INTO THE HCS BUT MAYA AND YOUR MUSE NEVER INTERACTED WHICH IS A CRIME!!! Dont tell edgeworth or she might get arrested lol. But anway!! I want to do stuff with you!!

ALSO THANK YOU FOR SENIDNG THIS BECAUSE THATS REALLY SWEET OF YOU AND IM REALLY TOUCHED YOU REMEMERED I LOVE POKEMON

Number 1

Mayas first pokemon, funny enough isnt a ghost type, but a normal type. See, in the pokemon verse Mayas background is basically the same. The Fey village is basically unchanged in this worly except for one thing. On a certain part of the mountainside is a forest that travellers tend to get lost in for ages. Many report hallucinations as being the main cause for this so it’s kind of cut off. Maya, being the rebel she is, of course wanders it in hopes of conquering it. Her sister is usually the voice of reason and really it would only take her being like. what if youre lost forever or something to scare her into staying but shes not ther so into the forest she goes! It’s there that she finds a waterfall and goes there to train constantly. She tries and tries to channel spirits and one day, she succeeds! Or so she thinks. The first time she thinks she’s channeled another spirit, she sees herself as the spirit she’s been trying to channel, sees her now-possessed body moving and acting on it’s own. When she runs back to the village to tell her story, she’s told that she couldn’t have channeled a spirit because if she did she would’ve been unconscious.

Confused Maya goes back and tries again only to get the same result. After a bit of investigating Maya realizes the source of travelers getting lost and the hallucinations is due to a stantler. This Stantler saw Maya, this little girl training so hard that it took pity on her, and wanting to help in the only way it could let her see herself channeling a spirit. At first Maya is crushed and upset at the pokemon for giving her false hope but quickly forgives it and thanks it for wanting to help. The pokemon soon takes on this kind of caring role for Maya, along with also being her only playmate seeing as the other girls in the village are kind of distant with her. Her being the heir to the Master title and Morgan instructing them to listen to her and listen to all her selfish desires, leading to them being resentful of her. Anyway, also to build off of that. Once Mayas sister dies, she asks the Stantler to let her see her Sister again. And thats like a thing she did for awhile before telling it to stop because it became this painful reminder of something she could never do which is channel her sister. Actually fun fact she asked the stantler to show her her mother but was heartbroken when it basically gave her the answer that it couldnt because Maya didn’t have the memory of her mothers face anymore. Anyway. One time when shes particularly heartbroken and hopeless she laments in the forest to herself how shes so useless and cant do anything right. How she hates herself for being this way. Hates herself for not being able to compare to Mia or her mother. At this point she sees the image of her sister saying shes proud of her. Maya is angry at Stantler for showing her such a horrible lie and runs away. Only to later be told by the pokemon that it wasn;t trying to make her see her sister say that, rather it was the only way of communicating that even if no one else appreciated her, it was proud of her.

ANYWAY ENOUGH OF STANTLER ON TO NUMBER 2

That’s right another in depth backstory for another pokemon hopefully not as long lol

The next on the list is a primeape that lives in the forest, training with sawk and throh. It kind of ended up getting abandonned by it’s trainer in a place where this breed of pokemon aren’t really found but it’s found it’s place with the sawk and throh so it doesn’t mind too much. It ended up earning it’s respect with good old fashioned fighting and is kind of in a ‘king of the forest’ position. Scary and intimidating and bent on establishing its dominance to all that challenge it! Anyway, while Maya is exploring the mountainside of her village she finds out about it and it’s plain to see that Primeape has a certain amount of respect among the other fighting types. After having seen a cool tv episode where the hero challenges the strongest of the strong a really young Maya decides to do the same, announcing loudly when the pokemon is alone that she’s here to challenge the pokemon to a duel to the death! She runs up throws her small fist at the might and strong pokemon!

To which, not wanting to hurt this strange small child, primeape falls over dramatically, clutching the side which she hit and lets its tongue flop out all goofy in the hopes of appeasing her. Maya, not really sure what to do, honestly not even having thought this far ahead starts getting worried for the pokemon and starts crying to which it quickly gets up in a panic to reassure her its ok. From there it kind of takes on this older brother position with her. Also playing with her, letting her grab onto it as she swings throughout the trees.

Goodness this Maya is turning out to be much more of a wild child than her aa counterpart. She’s not exactly strong, but she’s more athletic I’d imagine in this version. More nimble but can definitely have her clumsy moments on occasion.

putting last three under cut cause THIS IS LONG. IF YOURE ON MOBILE IM SO SORRY

Number three!

Goodness I stuffed way too much into those other HCs but onto Phoenix! Anyway this also remains for the most part unchanged. What you think the pokemon world doesn’t need lawyers? Anyway, quick tanget but trainers arent really…it’s not a sustainable lifestyle, most people do it as a way of coming of age before moving into the respective field they took interest in during their travels. So no, if you have a pokemon au you don’t have to be some professional trainer. Professional battles are like a sport and trainers are athletes. Sure people enjoy it on the side but it’s NOT the norm to make it a living off of it. You have to be smart and strategic in a very complicatedf sport that takes a LOT of training and it’s not like in the game where if you spam tackle after walking around for 5 seconds you gain XP. its more like you’re a coach training 6 athletes in how to train their bodies in the best way possible while coming up with tons of game plans.

anyway tangent over. Phoenix is a lawyer and this taking place in the pokemon world only lends itself towards there being much more factors to consider when thinking of how murders occured. Her life with Phoenix for the most part remains unchanged but as a side note Maya encounters a lot of pokemon along the way during her travels with phoenix. She thinks strong heroic looking pokemon are cool so she tends towards pokemon like sawk and throh or conkeldurr. OH AND IVE BEEN SETTING THIS IN SPECIFICALLY UNOVA AND ONLY RESEARCHING THE UNOVA DEX FOR MAYA ND THE POKEMON THAT SURROUND HER.

I feel like.. Audino might enter theyre little group at one point? Like Stantler comes with her when she leaves the mountain cause Stantler is a worrywart and Maya is a mess and has never been down to the big city, but Primeape is more trusting in Maya and her abilities and knows shes much stronger than a lot of people give her credit for. He doesn’t come down the mountain to be with her until much later just cause he has a pack to guide. Actually the pokemon it leaves in charge is like another pokemon Maya is close with since it was primeapes apprentice and maya and this pokemon were kids together and kind of were the babies of the pack ANYWAY SORRY TANGENT.

aNYWAY AUDINO. A while back Audino were attempted to be integrated into crime fighting in some way since the way theyre psychic powers work they’d be able to sense overwhelming…i guess malevolence or evil or bad intentions but like. It’s just REALLY unhealthy for them and it really signifigantly lessens their lifespans just cuase all the negativity eats away at them emotionally and one of the pokemon, it’s really old honestly like it was one of the pokemon that originally was part of this attempt to integrate these pokemon with the police force and was luckily enough like it survived long enough for them to end the program and it just…can’t endure being around negativity anymore like it’s really stressful so it enjoys being around Maya just cause she is really kindhearted and senstive and good and the Wright office is filled with kind hearted people so it just takes comfort being there. It doesn’t really leave the office though and while it’s there for everyone it really does belong to Maya for the most part.

THATS JUST AN IDEA I HAVE THOUGH IDK IF ILL MAKE THAT PART OF HER CANON

Im kind of just going off on differen points in this one huh. Like the other wre a story here im just like SO MANY DIFFERENT THINGS.

Number 4 (where diana tries to stop being ADHD and hopefully doesnt fail miserably)

Honestly you’d think being part of a back of fighting types would make her more suited towards groups and make her less selfish. Spoiler alert. It didn’t If you think Maya is good at making people do what she wants now you shouldve seen her when she was a kid. Though it also means shes got a entire pack of fighting types who will die for her and if you make her cry you better be sorry. and if youre not you’re going to be.

Oh and also dont think that just cause Maya is a forest girl that oh shes strong and knows how to fight cause like. She really doesn’t. Honestly the pokemon around her kind of coddled her and outside of her gaining enough stamina to hold up against running around with her pokemon friends she’s not really….all that much stronger. She doesn’t know how to fight either. She can jsut run really fast and is more likely to attempt more dangerous things that she’s seen other pokemon do cause WHY NOT. She basically just has more dangerous influences lol

Number 5 cause i want to wrap this up a bit

Oh boy now what can i do for a fifth one lets see… see the thing is Maya is basically the same between the two versions of her except for certain like physical differents that I just listed.

I guess here’s one but she doesn’t….she’s not a good trainer. Like her team, right now, is an old man of an Audino. A Stantler that can only do hallucinations and is kind of bad at fighting and then this powerhouse of a Primeape.

The Primeape is a GREAT fgighter but tends to keep to the mountains unless it starts missing her and comes downt o visit real quick. Her other two are just…weak. Maya though is really good at thinking on her feet so she can use what her pokemon do have to come up with some great strategies. Thought his doesnt reall come out unless shes backed up against the wall. See the reason why everyone percieves Maya as stupid and useless is because that’s how she percieves herself. Maya for the most part does what she can in what she think she can do but doesn’t really let her true intellect show because shes convinced shes an idiot. She kind of jokes around with bad ideas but she really is quick on her feet and good in a clutch.

So the only time you see her good skills with her pokemon and coming up with inventive ways for these basically powerless pokemon to get her out of tight situations is when literally shes by herself, there’s no one else to rely on and lives are on the line.

#karumakissed #[ NEVER ASK ME ABOUT POKEMON AGAIN BECAUSE IM JUS TLIKE THIS THIS(TM) ]#HEADCANON「 waxing philisophical power hour 」

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hailrosa-a · 7 years ago

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can you write an hc on rosa's mental health?

OF COURSE I AM READY TO ATTACK THIS LEMME GO OFF !!!!

also this is really long … pls lemme know if u actually read OMG

okay in all honestly, rosalie’s mental health is fucked. now, im not being funny or anything but if you really think about it… i would be SURPRISED if she didn’t have issues. SM completely glazed over the night rosalie was turned && then after. she was raped by not just one man, who was supposed to LOVE HER, but by his friends too. then instantly she finds herself living her life as a different species, not having her birth family around —- her mother. && she couldn’t go to the police about it bc technically her being a newborn would have risked so much.

so who did she have?

rosalie was gang-raped and beaten left to die. who was she to get help from to recover from this? esme? esme’s situation was domestic violence ( not downplaying that in anyway ) but it wouldn’t be the same to rosalie. rosalie’s situation had happened out of nowhere, royce never drank in front of her. she had never seen him drunk. so his behavior had completely surprised her && up until that point she TRUSTED him. sure the whole relationship was solely based off physical attraction but she was going to MARRY this man, she had placed trust in him to care for her. she saw him as her PRINCE. && then in one drunken night he completely destroyed that. && then as he walks away, they all JOKE about how royce would need to find another bride… literally treating her like she was nothing.

though carlisle was a doctor, i dont think he had any experience or any proper way of handling rape victims. he, at least that i know of, didn’t really focus on psychology. so it wasn’t like HE was the one rosalie wanted to talk to. even if she hadn’t resented him. BUT i have it as headcanon, or it could be canon lol like i said SM glazed over it, that rosalie didn’t resent carlisle completely because he took her humanity from her. royce had already taken that from her when he left her to die. she resented carlisle because now she couldn’t escape that night. && based off how the book goes, everyone ( aside from alice ) they all seem to remember when they were changed && then every moment after. human memories fading more. so rosalie’s most prominent human memory was being raped. so because of carlisle, she couldn’t escape it. at least if she were dead, she was dead. end of story.

off the bat, edward has no interest in her. now —- its shallow thinking, yes —- but after this girl had her whole appearance being the envy of a lot of women && every man wanted her… now suddenly after a traumatic night, she’s suddenly undesirable. all she had now were her looks. before she had a family, her future, and her looks. now it was just her appearance because she couldnt go with her birth family ever again && she had no future. i do believe that rosalie is narcissistic && self-centered as a defense mechanism. she was like this before, but because she had let it get to her head. NOW, after that night —- as most rape victims feel —- she felt dirty, used, unloved, unappreciated, etc. SO for the first time she is with a man after everything, he wants nothing to do with her. confidence plummets, she can’t let it affect her. so she builds up more confidence in herself, but it translates into her being full of herself, shallow, etc.

so!!! for the first couple of months/years, of now living with the cullens. she had no one to talk about that night with. she tries SO hard to forget that in the first months she doesn’t bring it up && with edward around, she refuses to think about. she thinks about her beauty. she admires herself because it makes her happy. her face is human yet inhumane at the same time – to her. anyways, she couldn’t get professional help. “I’m a vampire now after my ex-fiance && her friends gang-raped me… so now i cant sleep to escape that night… && any medications you would want to give me for the anxiety wouldn’t help anyways lol” first, she’s a newborn so being with new people ( at least at the time ) who knew if she had control? second, she would have to leave things out && IM NOT SURE ABOUT YOU BUT I DONT THINK THEY HANDLED RAPE CASES THE SAME AS THEY DO NOW. third, royce had money. rosalie describes his family as NY royalty. so, they wouldn’t have done anything for rosalie. seeking professional help was just not in the cards for her.

seeking revenge on royce && his friend was her therapy. she needed it. if she hadn’t done anything, another girl could have gotten the same treatment. rosalie’s case would have been swept under the rug. royce would marry someone else eventually && the life of rosalie would have been nothing. && rosalie was not having that. she would rather have his death connected with her disappearance than have his successes throughout the rest of his life overpower his wrongdoings.

FAST FORWARD TO WHEN SHE SAVES EMMETT…. i call bullshit on how everything was fine once she has him. she forgives carlisle yes because he saved someone for her… but does she suddenly stop thinking about what happened to her? edward still considers himself a monster after going through his rebellious stage. so she has to still think about. EMMETT DOES MAKE IT BETTER THOUGH. HE KNOWS WHEN SHE’S THINKING ABOUT IT. HE RESPECTS THE TIME IT TAKES FOR HER TO LET HIM TOUCH HER. but he reminds her constantly that she is beautiful. he wouldn’t let anything harm her.

&& in the house, only Emmett && maybe Edward ( but also not really??? bc he calls her an assassin… even though he KNEW the reason && KNEW that she didn’t enjoy it… && calls her a drama queen ) truly know how she feels && respect whats shes been through. now im not saying that they should treat her like gold or walk on egg shells around her. BUT no one reaches out to her. && in midnight sun, when alice says how she should think about someone other than herself… it strikes a cord in rosalie BECAUSE SHE WAS THINKING ABOUT EDWARD. it was done in an “eeeehh it could’ve been handled better” kind of way… && she did just want her family together again… BUT everyone else had no plan. she had a plan. she went through with it. her selfless acts completely overshadowed by her more selfish attitude.

NOT TO MENTION that when rosalie wants to kill bella… it’s NOT BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T LIKE BELLA ( kinda ). its because THE ONE FAMILY SHE HAS will be killed if anything goes bad… the volturi will kill her parents && edward ( who she has known the longest out of anyone else aside from carlisle & esme ), HER MATE, && jasper & alice, who have become her family. SHE THINKS SELFLESSLY but because she cares about her appearance… she’s selfish 100% of the time.

alsooooo, she could be seen as the outcast of the family. all her siblings have a gift. emmett has incredible strength. carlisle helps people, has compassion, && is most of their creators. && esme has love, a strong love for everyone. her “gift”, enhanced beauty, is nothing compared to that. her skill is the most human, a skilled mechanic. she brings nothing to the table —- going back to using the narcissistic && self-centered attitude as a defense mechanism.

all in all, idk how to bring it all together so i just vomited everything i feel about rosalie hale. because everything she does, has a reason. it’s bullshit to just call her the queen bitch when she’s had trauma happen to her with no help provided for her.

#rape mention ts #this is so LONG #BUT I WENT OFF #BECAUSE ROSALIE LILLIAN HALE DESERVED BETTER #headcanon tag tba #Anonymous

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Technicolor (Shalaska) Chapter 4 - Catrina

A/N: Hello! Nothing to say more than thanks for reading the shit I write! This may not be my best chapter, it isn’t masterpiece but I swear to god I tried. Enjoy and pls tell your opinion about it!!

Story summary: The powerful Alaska Thunder knew her life was boring, like a monochromatic painting she was stuck in. So when she meets a charming mess with thick lips called Sharon Needles, Alaska knew she would be the perfect push that her life needed to go into technicolor.

Chapter summary: After a weird yet bad first date, Alaska tries to find out what happened to Sharon.

Chapter four: “A calmer side”

Alaska dropped her purse and ran to the door, kneeling to hold Sharon’s face between her hands.

“Sharon? Can you hear me?” when there was no answer, Alaska looked up to the few people doing a circle around them. “What the fuck are you looking at!? Someone call an ambulance now!”

Bianca gestured to a waitress who pulled a phone almost immediately.

“The ambulance will be here in twenty minutes!” she claimed to a desperate Alaska.

Bianca kneeled and took Sharon’s arm to check her pulse. When her hand reached her wrist, she gasped. “Alaska, she’s not breathing”

“What?” she felt her heart stopped. Twenty minutes was too much. She couldn’t wait that long. “Help me pick her up and take her to my car, I can’t wait twenty minutes”

With Bianca and other guys who Alaska didn’t even bother to ask his name’s help, she could place her motionless body over the back seat and only minutes after that, she found herself driving as fast as she could to the nearest hospital.

“You’re gonna get a fucking cop to follow us if you drive like a maniac!” Bianca, who was scared shitless, grabbing the seat on an attempt to stay safe, yelled. “Watch out!”

But she wasn’t listening. All in her mind was the way to get to the emergency room as fast as possible.

Only minutes ago Alaska stormed the emergency room with Sharon in her arms and Bianca following her very close. Someone took Sharon and carried her inside the terrifying white doors in the background while a nurse gave her a form to fulfill. Alaska apologized saying she couldn’t give more information out of her name and finally, they left her in the waiting room with a simple “she’s gonna be okay” from the nurse, leaving Alaska to take a seat in the middle of an awful despair.

“Hey” a soft voice flooded her ears and a touch met her shoulder. She looked up to greet Bianca, holding an open bottle of water out for her. Alaska didn’t even notice she had gone. “Any news?”

“Nothing” she sipped on the water quickly.

Bianca sat and for a minute both of them were in completely silence, with the sound of two nurses chatting in the other side of the room in the background.

“Are you gonna explain me who she is or are you gonna avoid the topic and expect me to guess?” Bianca finally spoke.

Alaska knew she could trust her. That was why, when she asked, she answered with no hesitation.

“Remember Harry? My dad’s friend who worked on the company?”

“I don’t like where this is going” the brunette hummed suspiciously.

“She’s his daughter” Alaska replied simply. For her surprise, Bianca was completely calm.

“And you’re dating” she guessed.

Alaska shrugged tiredly, not even bothering to tell Bianca the fact she had met Sharon only days before. “You can say that, yeah”

“Nice” her friend commented. “Is your family okay? I really haven’t seen you in ages”

“My parents are in Florida enjoying another honeymoon and Justin is in France opening a new gallery” she sipped on the water again, seeing Bianca nodding in the corner of her eye. “He’s coming back next week, I guess. I’m not too sure”

“You should come to the restaurant and have dinner with me someday” Bianca’s eyes were flying on the emergency room, her attention displayed on the white walls. “We have a lot of things to talk about”

“Sounds good”

“And you can bring Shannon”

“Sharon” the blonde corrected with a smile. For a moment, she stayed in silence, thoughtful. “Yeah. I bet she would like to go”

A short nurse walked to them, holding some papers. “Excuse me, did you come with— this girl, she has black hair and a tattoo over her shoulder?” she stuttered in a little voice, trying to express herself by pointing at her own shoulder.

Alaska looked up hopefully and nodded eagerly. “Yes! How is she? Is she okay?”

“Follow me, please” was the only thing the nurse said. Alaska opened her mouth in confusion, but Bianca pushed her off of the chair.

She gave in and handing Bianca the bottle followed the nurse to the white doors Sharon was taken to. Alaska saw doctors and nurses running from one side to another with bottles and needles and any type of medical tools. The big room was divided in smaller ones by blue curtains. Some of them were open, where Alaska could see kids and people coughing. In other ones the curtains were closed and screaming came from inside.

Alaska swallowed hard but decided to not ask anything as followed the nurse. The short woman grabbed the curtain of one of the last rooms, where Alaska thought Sharon was, and whispered to the blonde:

“We don’t know what happened to her, but whatever it was, it caused a shock really hard” she warned. “She’ll be fine, just needs some rest and vitamins. These kind of things are caused by very intense feelings”

Alaska nodded.

“She asked for you and since she was a little upset I decided to call you” she talked again. “But before you take her home, could you stay a minute for me to talk with you?”

Alaska nodded again (what else could she do?) and with her affirmative move, the nurse opened the curtain to reveal Sharon.

She was sitting in a small stretcher, her eyes locked to the floor and her hair made a mess. When the nurse touched her arm, she jumped.

“I brought your friend” the woman said sweetly.

“Hello” Alaska looked for her gaze, but Sharon refused to look up.

“I’ll let you alone for a minute but I’ll be outside, call me if you need anything” the nurse turned to Alaska, who again, only could nod.

When she left, Sharon sighed and finally looked at Alaska, but she couldn’t recognize her. It wasn’t the beautiful strong girl she had met, she looked broken. “Don’t ask, please. I’m sorry for tonight, this is so embarrassing”

Alaska had questions. A lot. But all of them seemed to disappear at Sharon’s words. If she didn’t wanna talk about it, they won’t.

“It’s fine, don’t worry. Hospitals are amazing for a first date, don’t you think?” she joked instead, sitting on the stretcher by her.

“Only if you like to drink cough syrup instead of wine” she joked back with a weak smile.

“Are you kidding!? I love drinking cough syrup! And taking painkillers as dessert!”

Sharon’s laugh filled the room and Alaska smiled. She was glad she could make her laugh even in the gaunt state she was. But even then, Alaska couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to her.

“Do you wanna go now? This shit isn’t really comfortable” Alaska said with a giggle.

“Sure” Sharon sighed. “Just let me get some money for a cab—”

“What? No way, I’m driving you” she stated. Sharon knew that tone in her, it was the same she used to talk to her employees for them to do as she said without question her.

And for some reason, the fact that Alaska used it with her, made her heart jump in her chest. Any other time Sharon would probably have said no, but everything that came from Alaska was so beautiful she couldn’t resist to the idea of spending even more time with her.

Sharon got up slowly, her figure looking so small and weak from Alaska’s eyes, who only wanted to hold her and protect her from any fall. “Don’t, I can walk” Sharon had said, reading her thoughts.

Alaska let her walk outside the curtain and following her saw in the corner of her eye she could see the nurse, who must have heard their conversation, and remembered she had asked her to stay.

“Look for my friend Bianca outside, she’s the one with the long dress and weird hair. I’ll be there in a second” she told her. Sharon looked back for a moment, maybe thinking how the fuck would se find Bianca but shrugged and walked away.

Alaska turned to the short woman in white uniform. She was already looking at her, with sad eyes filled with curiosity. “Thanks for staying. Would you tell me where your friend was before she passed out?”

“She arrived to a restaurant. We were gonna have dinner there” she simply replied. “Why?”

“And where she was before that?”

“I heard her saying she was at work. Why?” she asked again.

“I found marks on her arms, neck and cheek. I needed to tell you this since if someone attacked her I must call the police”

Alaska blinked. Her mind wasn’t working as she wished it would, so she couldn’t do more. “I don't— someone attacked her?”

“She didn’t say a word about it, but if so I have to call the police. It’s the instruction we have to follow” she repeated to a confused Alaska.

“I’ll ask her later” she promised. “If something is wrong I’ll call the police myself, I swear. She doesn’t wanna talk about it now. Please”

The nurse seemed doubtful, but accepted anyways. Alaska gave her a little smile and a nod before going back to the waiting room.

If Alaska had questions before, she had a lot more now, but she would wait Sharon to be ready and tell her what had happened. Of course she would wait.

Once she got outside, she saw Sharon talking to another nurse and signing some papers as Bianca was at the door. Her friend looked at her, but before Alaska could walk at her a hand made its way to hers.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here” Sharon’s soft voice made her smile and walk a little faster, squeezing her hand between her fingers.

Bianca insisted she was driving and with that statement, Sharon and Alaska got into the back seats with their hands still on each other.

Alaska’s curious eyes couldn’t help but to look down on Sharon’s arms where the street light hit, only to noticing a little mark around her elbow. She sighed. “Sharon”

The tone alarmed something in the other girl, who looked through her lashes completely scared. “Yes?”

But instead of asking or claiming anything, she simply held her hand a little tighter, learning forward to caress her cheek with her nose. “Would you promise me our next date won’t be in a hospital?”

Even when Bianca seemed to be focused on the road, Alaska heard her giggling and Sharon laughed, relief filling her chest. “I promise”

Bianca stopped the car in the parking lot of The Dot and pulled put of the it with a simple “bye”. Alaska raised her head lazily from Sharon’s shoulder. “I’ll go to the other seat to drive you home now”

Just like a blurry memory, minutes ran away and Alaska suddenly found herself in Sharon’s apartment after a long silent trip. Her first idea was to take her home and go to her own place, but she couldn’t resist Sharon’s request for her to stay.

The apartment was in the second floor of a small building and it was everything she could ever think represented Sharon. It was stupid, but she had imagined it all in her mind before, and it was exactly was how she had pictured it; adorably decorated with horror movies posters and pictures hanging in the living wall, black and white being the colors that pre-dominated in all the furniture, a smell Alaska liked but couldn’t identify yet, there was Sharon’s essence all over the place.

“This is pretty” she praised when the cold air stopped hitting her cheeks, checking the place out.

Sharon stepped back from closing the door and gestured for her to the only couch there. “Thanks… I don’t receive visits that often so… do you want something to drink?”

“Anything you’re having”

While Sharon approached to the kitchen, Alaska sat on the couch and breathed out trying to relax. For some reason, the nurse’s words kept floating on her mind. The will to ask was in the tip of her tongue, but her common sense just kept pushing it back every time.

To distract herself, she looked at one of the pictures in the wall of Sharon with her father.

What would the poor man think about his boss dating his little daughter? Alaska wanted to punch herself. It’s not the best time to shame, she thought.

“I low key wanted to get something romantic like champagne or some shit like that but it’s over so I got beer” Sharon giggled as she walked back to the little living. Alaska was about to say something when she placed a glass in front of her. “And since you don’t drink beer, I got you lemonade”

“How did you know I don’t drink beer?” Alaska took the glass with a grateful smile.

“You told me days ago, we were talking about gross food and you mentioned beer” she simply replied like if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Of course Sharon would remember a trivial conversation they had days before. Alaska started thinking she remembered everything.

Sharon sat in the small couch and sipped on her beer shortly. Alaska did the same, at the spontaneous change of atmosphere. Suddenly, everything seemed intimate and calm, as the only lights were in the kitchen, so they were sitting there in almost darkness.

The silence felt just right, words weren’t necessary at all.

The will to ask attacked Alaska again, but this time, her common sense wasn’t able to stop it. Her hand went to Sharon’s arm, nails running on the skin until she got to one of the marks. She felt Sharon tensing up.

“May I ask something?” first of all, she knew she had to be careful, so her voice came out as a whisper.

Sharon knew what was happening, she wasn’t dumb. With a nod she made Alaska know she was ready.

“Did someone hurt you?”

Even when Sharon thought she was ready to answer her questions, it fell on her like cold water. She could feel Alaska’s eyes on her, but she couldn’t look up from her beer.

If was when some lips pressed on her own when she realized she had closed her eyes for a second. She looked at the girl curled by her; at her face, her gaze, her open lips waiting for permission to go back to hers where they belonged.

And then Sharon could see more. She could see beyond her body, she saw her soul and thoughts, and she kissed her again.

Her lips were grateful they could forget the taste of the guy who broke into them hours before to remember Alaska’s softness against them as any pressure in her body seemed to disappear.

Seconds ram as the kiss became more intense, until they both were craving for air. Contact was broken and they looked at each other for a moment with shining eyes.

Sharon sighed and heavily learned backwards as she looked away.

“As a child, kids used to be mean at me all the time” her voice came out shaky and weak and Alaska wanted to ask again but desisted. “They called me horrible names, some of them pulled my hair and pushed me when I was walking. My teachers told me to ignore it”

The security Alaska was used to see in Sharon had stepped aside to let a shy little girl take place over her.

And what could Alaska do? Shut up and listen.

“My parents never knew, I tried to fight it on my own so they didn’t have to worry” Sharon explained. “I tried everything. I changed myself to fit in, I did all they did so they could like me but it didn’t work so what could I do? I decided then, if they weren’t gonna like me, I’ll have to make them to fear me. I went to other school and suddenly I was this mean bitch who only had one friend, Sutan. I insulted people but at least they didn’t step on me, they thought I wasn’t weak as others so I could stay outside that ‘predators and victims’ circle”

“I promised myself I’d never let anybody to take control over me anymore” then she looked down at her arm, tracing the mark with her fingers. “But sometimes you can’t avoid it, I guess…”

“Who was it?” Alaska demanded, angrily pursing her lips.

“His name is Alex, he has been looking forward for me since I started working in the store. At the beginning it was cute, he used to give me gifts and pay lunch for me, but then… it became weird…” she swallowed hard. “It started with the ridiculous jealously. Where were you? What are you doing? Ware you talking with? That kind of shit. It tried to ignore it but today he went insane when I told him I was going on a date”

“Fucking asshole…” Alaska gasped. “What did he do?”

“He hit me and held me down to kiss me with those gross ass lips that tasted like Cheetos” Sharon replied with distaste and sighed.

Alaska squeezed the glass in her hand. “I sweat to god tomorrow I’ll call the best lawyer in Pennsylvania and we’ll bury his ass in jail”

“No, Alaska…” she shook her head tiredly.

“This is not something you can ignore. He has to pay!”

“It’s okay. He won’t touch me again” Sharon assured.

Alaska wanted to believe her. But what if he did? What if Sharon was alone— what if he dared to do more a next time than a few punches?

“No, of course he won’t” she stated. “And I’ll make sure that, but if you don’t want me to call a lawyer we’re gonna do something about it”

Sharon learned forward to a little table next to the couch and took a cigarette from a drawer. Before she could take the lighter that was over the table, she raised a brow. “Do something?” she asked with the cigarette already between her lips.

“Yes!” Alaska nodded.

“And what do you have in mind?” Sharon challenged as she lit the cigarette and Alaska admired the security going back to her almost automatically. The deep moment of weakness she had had ended and Alaska was grateful for that.

She hated the idea of Sharon being sad and not being able to help her, to protect her. But when Alaska saw her blowing the smoke into the air and looking as breathtaking as only she could look, she knew Sharon didn’t need someone to protect her.

Alaska bit her lip. She didn’t expect that question and she had to act fast. “I can’t let you go to that store again knowing he’s there… I know Michelle Visage, I can get you a job with her!”

Sharon looked at her as she almost choked on the smoke. “You know who!?”

“Michelle Visage” Alaska repeated, weird out. “Do you know her?”

“Me and all the fucking America!” Sharon’s mouth was a little O. “She is a badass in the make up world, she has her own cosmetic line!”

“Oh, I didn’t know she was that famous” Alaska admitted. “My company manage the insurances for her house and car so we had to talk a few times, she’s nice”

“Oh my satan, you’re friends with Michelle Visage!”

“I’m getting you a job with her in one of her stores” Alaska smiled.

Sharon shook her head violently. “No, definitely no, I’m not letting you do this. Working with Michelle would be great, I mean, she has been one of my biggest idols since I started doing make up and I would meet important people and go to those big ass parties with celebrities and drink expensive champagne with them but…”

Sharon’s word were cut by Alaska’s lip pressing over hers for a moment. She could be mad for the cut off, but instead, continued the kiss and bit Alaska’s lip softly.

“Why did you do that?” Sharon asked once they had broke contact.

“You won’t shut up” Alaska excused with a smirk.

“You’re a bitch” Sharon breathed a laugh, blowing the smoke of her last drag at her face. She offered the cigarette to Alaska. “You never said anything about smoking”

“I don’t go it since college. Justin and I would go to his apartment out of the city to do it since our parents hated it and we visited them all the weekends” Alaska stopped for two seconds before taking the cigarette. “But my parents aren’t here now”

“Rules are made to break” Sharon smiled as she looked lovingly how the smoke ran out of her mouth. “Aw, now I feel I’m a bad influence for you”

And maybe she was. Alaska ended up finishing the cigarette, but the other girl wasn’t bothered. In fact, Sharon seemed more than happy to watch her in complete silence.

When she finally buried what was left of the cigarette in a the ashtray over the table, she pulled out her phone just to know it was 12:43 a.m.

Time was Alaska’s worst enemy, no doubt about it. It was annoying and used to confuse her to death.

Sharon’s soft breathing and closed eyes made her know she was already asleep. Alaska sighed, she had to go but she couldn’t wake her up, the day had been too tiring for her.

She was about to stand up when a hand held her waist.

“Stay” said a sleepy Sharon.

“I can’t” she shook her head.

“Why? It’s Friday, you don’t have to work tomorrow. Please”

Then she nodded. Ironic, that was the first time she would stay in somebody’s place just to sleep, not to fuck. And she was surprised it actually felt nice.

Really nice.

#sharon needles #alaska thunderfuck #bianca del rio #shalaska #cisgirl au #lesbian au #catrina #technicolor #rpdr fanfiction

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