#league questionnaire

[chronicsyd]

This is for future me to respond to in a few hours after watching Eps 1-3 so...

are we crying?

do we hate Caitlyn?

does Caitvi have any moments you're going to rewatch to numb yourself from their breakup for the next week?

do we "love and hate Maddie for all the right reasons"?

any gay panic moments to note?

is Mel alive?

how are we feeling about Ambessa?

have we taken more of a liking to Jayce?

is the music so far on par with that of S1?

has anyone else we care about died so far?

any predictions you got right so far?

Anything else of note before Act 2 drops next week?

I'll reblog with my answers in a few hours... depending on how emotionally fucked up I am after watching this... (sidenote: THIS HAS BEEN THE LONGEST 24HRS OF MY ENTIRE LIFE!!!!!)

[ilovetoxicfictionalmen]

LIKE A GOOD GIRL

Pairing - Cillian Murphy x fem!reader

Summary - You're Cillian's assistant and he doesn't take it well when you ask him for some time off to go away with your boyfriend.

Warnings - Dark, stalker themes, obsessive, hand job, p in v, threatening, manipulation, naive.

Word count - 2.8k+

It started off with an unwitting smile on his lips, a new encounter that was able to make him feel more jovial when the intention was to purely oversee your concentrated work performance. A simple yet strict questionnaire which should have taken no more than 30 minutes turned into almost 2 hours of discussions with both of your joys and ambitions in life. Throughout the whole interaction, his blue eyes carefully lingering over your body, admiring the mix of proper and teasing that was your pencil skirt and blouse tucked in your tight fitted blazer. 

Mentally, Cillian hired you on the spot, but he had to make it seem more professional. So he waited until the next day to bear the good news. Shamelessly, he was awake all night replaying your encounter and widely smiled with excitement about how he was to have you as his assistant. 

Denial, complete denial Cillian was in about his obsession with you. You were just his assistant, nothing more but certainly nothing less. Your performance was exceptional, his schedule never overwhelmed him anymore and you created pathways for him to experience the greatest opportunities for his career and overall happiness. 

He dreamt of your curves, soft hair, luscious lips and mesmerizing eyes at night. Moaned out your name in his sleep as he humped the bed in vision of you being beneath him. Everytime he would wake to be hot and bothered, but he always blamed his hormones and lack of intimacy with his busy lifestyle. 

You were kind, innocent, thoughtful, selfless and fucking naive. Images of you bent over the desk, on top of him in the backseat or trapped under him always played in his mind. Sometimes he would find himself lost in your lips, immensely staring at their movements and the mental begging to have them wrapped around his length. 

When you’d ask if he was alright he’d blink back to reality and assure you he was. It always went over your head, you’d always tell him to lay down and rest up. But that was the last thought on his mind, as there were much more sinister things he wished to do, to you specifically.  

It was a consuming job, you knew it before you signed up for it. You’ve had your experiences in this league but never knew the lengths or how tiring and restrictive it could be at times. Cillian had a busy job, he suggested it was best if you always accompanied him (even though a lot of the time you could work from home). So you were always booking the next flight out. But Cillian was a kind boss, he’d always promise a night together each week to help the both of you to unwind. Always in some secluded restaurant or sometimes he’d even cook for you at home. 

Your relationship developed like quicksilver, sometimes you’d be on the phone call until late at night because secretly he just wanted to hear your voice. Working for him showed you how lonely an actor’s life could really be. Never getting a break to catch up with family or friends. You were thinking of organizing some time alone for him to relax, he deserved it. 

Innocent, it was always innocent encounters in his eyes. The line was never crossed by him. He kept his urges locked up, not because of the fear that it would be a public relations nightmare but because he feared he would eat you whole if he let himself have a taste of you. 

Sometimes Cillian would ask you to do the most bizarre tasks just to remind himself how dedicated you were to him. It was nice to remember how much control he really had over you. His heart would swoon whenever you’d surprise him on set with the food he was craving the night before, simultaneously to his cock twitching in his pants. Every time he’d have to rush off to the bathroom to jerk off his primitive urges to devour you right there in front of everyone.

It was almost midnight, and here you were, helping Cillian turn the house upside down for his passport. He had misplaced it and felt overwhelmed with not being able to find it before your flight tomorrow.  

The pair of you had checked all rooms of the house, you suggested backtracking his steps but it wasn’t much help. When you were in the kitchen, he slipped his passport out of his jacket pocket, a small smile on his lips. 

“Found it!” Cillian called out, smiling like a deviant teenager. 

Shortly after, your footsteps were heard as you approached his study. “Where was it?” You asked as your head poked around the corner, a relieved expression settling in. 

“Underneath my script” he lied perfectly. 

“Oh” you murmured, eyebrows scrunching slightly. You could have sworn you checked there. 

Cillian raised his watch to his eyesight and lightly gasped. “Gosh, it’s so late darling. I didn’t even realize the time” he apologized. You waved your hand to him in a dismissive manner. 

“Oh, don’t stress about it. It’s all a part of the job” you reassured as you softly rubbed your arms, your tired eyes blinking heavily. 

Cillian smiled at you and took a step closer to you. “Did you want to stay the night? I feel so guilty having you drive out here. You can keep your car here and we’ll swing by yours for your luggage” Cillian offered, completely painted with innocence and kindness.

“Oh, no it’s alri-”

“I insist” he flashed a wide smile, his tone trickling of demand rather than hospitality.  

“Okay, sure” you nodded your head in complete agreement. Completely oblivious to the true colors of his offering. 

It wasn’t the first time you’ve stayed over. A couple of times you had too much wine and passed out in his guest bedroom, completely unaware of his lingering dark eyes that stood by the door for hours. He wanted to touch you, he truly did, but was too afraid he’d never be able to stop. So he resulted in pumping his shaft in his trousers, biting his tongue harshly to hold back his moans. 

“I was actually wondering if I could ask you a question” you smiled softly. 

Cillian hummed and gestured for you to continue on and you did. Immediately, Cillian’s stomach was hollowed out. All over a simple, innocent question on your behalf. But, he felt like you had betrayed him, committed treason over your relationship. His body went stiff, blood boiled as teeth almost cracked from how harshly he clenched his jaw. 

Time felt like it went still, as all of these negative emotions fireballed in his mind. 

“So?” You asked, your eyebrow cocked up and sweet smile locked on. 

“Sorry, what was that again sweetheart?” Cillian asked blankly, trying to hide his true thoughts, wanting to pretend that he didn’t know what you just asked in desperate hopes you could read him. Mentally demanding that you correct your mistake but you were still just as naive from the moment he met you. 

“Am I able to have some time off? It’ll be three days max. Samuel really wants to take me away on a surprise getaway, he’s been going on about it for months”

How long have you even had a boyfriend? Cillian never asked, the idea of it was too aggravating for his ego. But you never even mentioned him to Cillian. He thought you guys were closer than that, no he knew you were, how could you hide this from him? 

“Who’s Samuel?” Cillian frowned as he crossed his arms over his chest. 

“Oh! My boyfriend! He admires your work and would love to meet you one day, I think I may have hyped you up too much… But he’s a playwright” you explained yourself in a cheerful manner, almost giggling. 

There was a silence which quickly turned awkward when you noticed his eyes twitch. You cleared your throat and looked away from him slightly as you rubbed your arm anxiously. Cillian took a large step towards you and threw his passport carelessly onto his desk. 

“I don’t think I can approve of your leave” Cillian answered, emotionlessly. 

Perplexity filled your thoughts as the tension quickly brewed in the study. You had to clear your throat once more and awkwardly scratch the back of your neck. 

“Oh, really? Um, can I ask why?” You asked, your voice cracking slightly as he took another step towards you. 

“It just doesn’t sit right with me” he spoke in a low tone. 

“Pardon?” Your eyebrows scrunched at him. 

“I don’t like the idea of not knowing how safe you are, you’re better in my care” he answered simply, shrugging his shoulders lightly. 

You snorted at him and shook your head. It all made sense now, he was just feeling a little too overprotective over you. It made sense, the pair of you had spent so much time together these past few months, you cared for him too. Cillian stood directly ahead of you, looking down to you with a tilted head.

“Cillian, I appreciate the thoughtfulness but I’m a grown adult” you reassured, your hand touched his bicep and he grunted. 

Cillian considered his next argument, nodding to himself when he decided he would say it. “Well maybe I also don’t like the thought of him fucking you” he continued on. 

You hand shot back from his arm and you took a step back, your expression flashed with horror as you stuttered. 

“Sorry?” You whimpered, stepping back every time he took a step closer to you. 

“Why would I allow you to go away to get fucked? Whilst I’m confined here, all alone with nothing but my hand” Cillian frowned, tilting his head further to the left as he quickly moved towards you and blocked the doorway. 

Your footsteps swung around as you found yourself stepping backwards to the desk. 

“Where is this coming from?” you gasped, your hands planted on the wooden edge. 

“Do you know what you do to me?” Cillian asked blankly, his eyes boring into your skull. 

There was no answer from you, so he closed the distance, he gripped harshly onto your wrist and brought your hand to his crotch. A heavy cry escaped your mouth at the stiffness in his jeans. Cillian’s eyes rolled back as he moaned out, his hips flexing forward. 

“Can you feel that?” Cillian moaned, slowly rubbing your hand over the tent in his pants. 

“Cillian” you whined, paralyzed in fear. 

“That’s what you fucking do to me” he grunted, pressing your hand firmly over his erection. 

“M’sorry” you whined pathetically, eyes swollen red with tears as your body trembled. 

Cillian rubbed your heated cheek with his free hand and pouted to you. He tsked at you as he patted your cheek in unison to his sounds, his dark stare frightening. 

“Don’t be sorry… But you have to fix it, okay?” He ordered softly, sweetly. 

“What do you-” you blubbered, knowing what he did imply. 

“Touch my cock baby” he smiled innocently. 

“N-no” you shook your head.

His hand swiftly wrapped around your neck as he pressed you against the desk, you cried out in pain and fear and Cillian grinned at you. The hold around your throat warned you to obey him. 

“You’ll do as I fucking tell you” Cillian growled, his grip tightened as his teeth flared at you. You nodded your head quickly and he released your throat. 

His hands gripped onto both sides of your face, his breath fanned over your mouth as his voice dropped to a whisper. 

“Does he fuck you good?”

“Cill-”

He repeated his words slowly, each one dripping with jealousy and anger. You sniveled under him as he breathed slowly, waiting for your answer as he gently humped his hips against yours. 

“Uh! I don't know” you stammered out. The overwhelming clouds stormed over your thoughts.

“Naughty girl… I thought I made it clear you were mine” he tsked at you. 

His hands fell to your waist, his thumbs rolled circles as he lifted you onto the desk. Spreading your trembling thighs, your skirt raised and his slender digits slid down to your core. 

“Cillian please!” You cried out. But you were too fearful of the outcome of trying to push him off of you. 

“I am your boss, you’ll address me as sir” he demanded, his forehead pressed against yours. 

“S-sir please stop. I’m sorry” you begged as his fingers toyed over your covered pussy. 

“Why did you never tell me huh? Little fucking whore” he spat at you. 

One hand pulled your panties to the side as the other rolled over your wet folds. Biting back your moan, your tears flooded down your flustered cheeks and Cillian grinned at you darkly. 

“Never thought of me at night? Never thought of us?” Cillian taunted, a digit pushing itself into your tight canal.

Shamefully you did, but he was your boss and he was so much older than you. It felt so wrong every time your fingers found its way into your panties when you were all alone in bed. 

“Sir please” you moaned out, your eyes rolled back slightly as you sniffled to him. 

“I think you liked the idea of being mine, but were just too subconscious, am I right?” Cillian cocked an eyebrow to you as he slipped another finger inside of you. 

Your head nodded rapidly as you pressed your face into the crook of his neck, your arms wrapped around his back whilst you cried against him. Cillian hummed, gradually picking up the speed inside of you as your moans were muffled and the shaking hold tried to still itself. 

“You’re going to touch my cock, alright? Then I’m gonna fuck you. After that, if you’re a good girl, I’ll eat you out. Maybe before our flight you can suck my cock, eh?” Cillian grinned as he slipped his fingers out of you. 

There was no reply from you as he quickly pushed his pants and underneath to his knees. You were too afraid to look down, but you could feel him stroking his size against your inner thigh. Cillian kissed your ear then nuzzled his nose against your hair. 

Shakingly, one of your hands let go of his back and reached for his length. You squeaked when you felt his firm shaft that dripped of precum. If you didn’t want to look before, you certainly didn’t know, he felt massive, your hand could hardly wrap around the girth. 

“You’re okay sweetheart, just breathe” Cillian coached you as you slowly ran your hand up and down his length. 

Cillian moaned out as you took his advice and focused on your breathing. Blinking back your tears, your thumb rolled circles around his moist tip. As he whispered sweet nothings into your ear, his hips jerked forward, his arms holding your body possessively. 

Roughly, he moved you back up further on the table and took his cock back into his hand. Cillian guided your legs around his waist as he ripped your panties in half. You cried out, your arms wrapped around his neck in fear as he lined his cock to your gushing entrance. 

“Need to fuck you” he whined out. 

There was no moment of preparation, he forcefully pressed himself inside of you. Completely bruised himself between your clenching walls after a few thrusts. You cried out, your fingernails unintentionally dug into the skin around the back of his neck. 

“Fuck!” Cillian hissed out. 

Despite how badly he wanted to rest inside of you, his animalistic urges took over his thoughts. At high speed, his thrusts painfully stretched your cunt as you moaned out, panting for a steady breath. Cillian kissed your neck, then bit your neck. His teeth dug into your skin as he desperately wanted to mark you as his. 

“Shit baby, I want to stay buried inside of you forever” Cillian whimpered as his thrusts quickly turned runny. 

Your teeth flared as you tried to blink back your tears. The pressure against your core was growing rapidly as he hit your bundle of nerves repetitively without even trying. Cillian cried out everytime your walls squeezed his cock. 

“Fuck it, gonna fuck you all night. Can’t believe I tried to deny this, deny us. You’re mine, all fucking mine. Ever speak of that fucker’s name again, let alone talk to him, then I’ll ruin you darling. You’ll take care of me during the day and at night, won’t you baby?” Cillian asked, pulling your head back to look at him. 

There was no other choice in the matter, you nodded your head to him as you felt your climax climb to the edge, you’d do as your boss told you to do, like the good little girl the both of you knew you were. 

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook: Clingy 🔞 [Part 1]

In which Jungkook is a professional hybrid heat-partner who just wants to do his job.

Tags/Warnings: Hybrid AU, Wolf hybrid!Jungkook, Otter hybrid!Reader, Angst, strangers to ???

Additional Chapter Warnings: mentions of sex work, we're starting with slight Angst, conflicting feelings already oof

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Jungkook is someone who's learned to read a person's character simply by looking at the way their apartment looks like.

You're a little chaotic, but it seems that you do have a certain way of organizing most of your things. Despite the small size of your living space, it feels spacious enough and very much like a home, much different to his own home, he feels like. It smells nice, too - faint traces of a past dinner and clean laundry, mixed with fresh air you're letting in currently through an opened window near your small open kitchen. "I'm sorry it's so messy I- uh, didn't.. I don't know. I couldn't really clean up well-"

"It's completely fine, don't worry. It's normal in your state." He reassures calmly, letting you know that he's pretty knowledgeable in terms of hybrid heats - male as well as female, that is. It's his job, after all - and he's one of the best in his company. You've only gotten the chance to book him because there's been a small flue wave going around in the company, rendering most lower rated and 'cheaper' partners unavailable. He's basically not supposed to be here, but considering you've booked weeks ago, the company had no choice but to give you an alternative.

So instead of a fellow otter hybrid, you're going to spend it with this.. very tall and clearly-out-of-your-league-attractive wolf hybrid. Not what your personal choice would've been, but right now, the only other option would've been to cancel entirely, which would've ended in you probably being sent to hospital instead.

And no one likes to spend their heats there.

"..uuurgh still, I don't like this." You fuss around, clinging onto a round pillow as you walk around and adjust more blankets on the pull-out sofa. It's clear to him that if the circumstances hadn't changed like this, you would've never met him in the first place. He's not one to judge by monetary wealth, but its very obvious that you're not the kind of clientele he usually deals with.

First of all, you're his age, just a little younger. He typically deals with women well into their thirties at least- something that never bothered him, but also something he's never quite realized until now. He's not only a heat partner, after all- he also provides company for dinners and other activities of non-sexual nature. 'Arm-candy' like most women would call him.

Secondly, you're clearly not used to having visitors. Much less heat-partners; he's read from your paperwork given by the company to him, that you've never booked with his agency prior to a few weeks ago, and that you've put a cross into the 'Inexperienced' line of the questionnaire. It tells him two things; you're not a Virgin, which takes a little pressure off of him, but you're also not very experienced when it comes to physical intimacy.

You've answered the papers online in a way that gives him a few rough clues as to what you'll need from him. Considering you're typically using suppressants, he knows you might not respond well to an overbearing partner. At the same time, most answers lead him to the conclusion that you will, however, enjoy someone who can take control over the situation and lead you with calm and soft dominance.

Looking at you, nervously nesting on all fours with your arm still clutching the small pillow, he is almost sure that he will enjoy it this time as well.

You're cute - there's no other more fitting word to describe you with for him. Fluffy socks, hybrid tail wagging every now and then, and tiny bear-like ears between your hair moving around with no pause, making him watch you with amusement. He's done a little research on otter hybrids to prepare himself, and to say that he's gotten curious to meet you would be an understatement.

Your kind is rare in the first place - only a few hundred remaining around the world, and most of them are male, not female. Female otter hybrids prefer a mate of the same species, but male otter hybrids aren't very social and, most of the time, aggressive when it comes to physical intimacy. They don't stay with one partner, are prone to infidelity, and do not do well with kids. So most end up with a partner of a different species - and otter genes aren't very dominant, so the resulting child most likely won't gain the mother's hybrid-side.

It made him pity you a bit- the fact that you'll most likely never have a child that looks like you, or that you were willing to spend your heat with someone of the same species for comfort even though you know of the dangers and downsides of it. Maybe that's why he's made sure the company didn't change him for someone else as the alternative. Something about you got stuck in his head - an odd need to at least have someone take care of you properly once in your life because everyone deserves that.

"Its small, isn't it?" You wonder, sitting in the middle of your 'nest', eyes glimmering as you watch him walk closer, putting his bag down close to the bed. "This must be so awkward for you." You chuckle dryly, emotions all over the place due to your pre-heat.

"Absolutely not. Your home is very welcoming and inviting." He reassures, eyes careful to take note of any change in body language so as not to make you nervous. It's a habit, trained into him by now, to make sure customers will be happy with his services at the end of the day. But maybe this time, it's not just that. Something about you, your scent, your behavior.. makes him feel oddly protective, almost.

He blames his alpha-genes.

"You have to say that." You mumble more or less to yourself.

"Hm, maybe, but I mean it too." He shrugs, taking off his jacket before he puts it over his bag. His scent hits you like a wave, making you visibly shudder - something he seems to notice with a small smirk of his, amused, yet you yourself hide more or less in embarrassment. "You're very cute." He comments, and you growl, nose crinkling and tiny canines showing for a second-

Something that makes him laugh, for the first time in a while actually makes him laugh out loud, because that's the least threatening and simultaneously most adorable attempt at intimidation he's ever seen in his life. His tail wags behind him, smacking against the covers, but it makes you smile most of all, something he decides you should do all the time.

You're such a fresh change of the overpriced dinners and millionaire mansions he's been experiencing up until now.

"Okay so, I uh, don't like that position where I'm facing down, but also please don't stare because that'll make me nervous, and I have to hold something all the time because if I don't I get anxious and-" you ramble, and he puts a reassuring hand on your bare thigh, something that sends an odd feeling into his own core, your skin so fucking soft and warm underneath his fingers that he cannot help but let them move around a little bit, thumb running circles.

"I've read your questionnaire and everything. Don't worry about a thing, okay?" He tells you, and you stare for a moment, before asking.

"Are those real?" You wonder, reaching out to tap the silver balls from his piercing on his eyebrow, making him chuckle again. Your mind is clearly all over the place at this point, but he doesn't mind one bit.

Because you're honest. You don't try to impress him, or instantly use him with no hesitation nor thoughts for him.

"They're real. This one too." He explains, pulling on his lip ring for a second. Your eyes widen a bit, thoughts of what it might feel like if you'd kiss him filling your head- but that's a rule you'll have to keep in mind. That's what's been written in his limits.

His description had intimidated you quite a bit at first. Marked down as someone with 'hard dom and sadism experience' made you worry at first, especially after reading about all of his kinks, likes, and preferences. Edging, shibari, orgasm control, size kink, or other intimidating words like manhandling or primal play. Googling these terms made you delete your browsing history immediately after; pictures and videos still in the back of your head. That, combined with the fact that he's tall and athletic and so much more experienced, just filled you with nervousness, to say the least.

But his limits were something that confused you.

Kissing had been at the top of the list, right above things such as praise and pegging - the last being another thing you had needed to search up on the internet.

"Have you eaten yet?" He breaks you out of your thoughts, cheeks reddening as you realize you must've stared at him for a full on minute at least by now, but he doesn't seem to care much about it. "We might want to do that before your first wave hits." He reminds you, and you nod.

"Yeah.. I mean, No- I mean no, I've not eaten, and yes, we should do that." You stutter out, and he nods with a gentle smile. You wonder if he has a girlfriend. The description said no, but he might just not want to declare that publicly. You can't imagine someone like him being single, if you really thought about it. But then again, he could also be a total asshole if he wasn't working, which this is to him.

Work. It's his job. Get yourself together.

"I can just.. have some snack or something. No need to cook." You tell him when he walks towards your kitchen area.

"You need something proper, though. You mentioned that your longest heat was almost two weeks." He gently scolds, looking back at where you're sitting in your nest. "Nutrition is important. You'll need all the energy you can get."

It all reminds you that in maybe just a few hours, your first wave will hit. You'll be completely under his mercy, body aching to be ruined by him, and it all kind of hits you at once. He's here to have sex with you, and he's done it to many before you. His actions aren't one of kindness- they're simply customer service so to speak, no actual emotions behind them. This man is simply good at his job, good at acting the part of a good companion- but down the line, as soon as your heat ends, he will not care.

Just like everyone else.

Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe you should've taken your suppressors. You don't even know why you took Seokjin's advice to stop using them. "Hey." He coos suddenly, sitting next to you on the nest where he looks at you with mild worry. "Can I touch you?" He wonders, and you shrug before nodding. It's not like that'll help you in any way - and neither will he hurt you. His rating would be badly affected by that. He brushes away your hair before seemingly measuring your temperature simply by feel, clicking his tongue quietly. "Already slipping, hm?" He softly states, and again, you only shrug.

Depressive thoughts and feelings can happen to females who suddenly stop the use of suppressants. Messing with hormones is never a good idea, and these medications do exactly just that - creating an imbalance if taken too often, which seems to have been the case with you. Jungkook makes a mental note to be extra careful with you in that case so as not to send you into an episode. Having you drop would be more than stressful for the both of you, and he intends to make this a good experience for you.

Not just for his ratings, but for you.

But he can also only do so much. He can't get too close, can't give you the impression that this is anything but business to him, because that would just be cruel to you. He won't present himself as anything more than what he is; someone you paid for, someone who will ease your pain during your most vulnerable time, someone who's job it is to make you feel good during all of this.

He's not someone to fall in love with. He himself knows he's tainted, dirty. His body is stained with the past touch of all of these people he's entertained, and while he doesn't see anything wrong with his work, he also knows how it's viewed by the general public. He's chosen this himself, and he's fine with it all - but someone like you who seems so kind and friendly should not think of him as a potential lover.

His love would only corrupt you.

"We can order something quick and easy. But you need to eat, okay?" He carefully tells you, watching as you just let yourself fall to your side, clinging onto the pillow in your arms until you stubbornly shake your head.

"M' not hungry." You mumble muffled into the pillow, but he won't have that, as his hand pulls it down.

"Maybe you do not feel hungry right now, but you are." He tells you with a stern gaze. "I've heard your tiny little tummy roar like a lion just a few minutes ago. You don't get to fool me." He jokingly scolds, and you pout at him defeatedly, pushing against his thigh with your socked foot - one he catches by the ankle. "Are you going to be a brat with me?" He tries, and your eyes glimmer with mischief at that. "I thought you'd be such a good girl, but look at you. I'm almost disappointed." He sighs, leading to your eyes widening as you quietly look at him with an expression he knows would melt anyone's tough intentions.

He himself knows he wouldn't be able to say no to you at any given time if you'd shoot him a glance like that.

"Maybe if you share a meal with me, I'll be happy again." He sing-songs, amused by the way you're so easily controlled by his words alone. He wonders how you'll react later on when he's going to play your body like this. He just knows you'll be so deliciously responsive to the tiniest touch - writhing underneath him, happily receiving his care. He already has to think about all the things he wants to try with you.

Will he be able to push you around a little? He'd love to dominate you with more than just his words, that's for sure. If he could, he'd even bite; mark your body up, leave his own proof that he's been allowed to be this close to you at all. You'd squeak so adorably once he'd bite your neck while taking you from behind, pushing his seed as deep as it can go, filling you up-

He snaps out of it, fingers stilling where they'd been running over the soft bare skin of your thigh, your leg laid out over his lap by now as he'd been busy in his thoughts.

Jungkook used to believe in fate. In soulmates, true love, destiny, and karma - but nowadays, he's grown up. He knows most of that is a lie. People who stay together for life are the exception and not the norm, and families break apart over the smallest of arguments. The fact that he feels himself slip even just the slightest bit from his own control means nothing. It can't mean anything.

He won't allow it to.

You'll forget about him after this. You'll be just another person's dirty little secret, something you might be talking about when you're drunk in the future playing some game with your friends- but nothing you will ever openly admit, and he's fine with that. He knows that this is his place in the world and in society in general. He's okay with that.

And yet, somewhere deep inside, he worries.

Because your scent is already stuck in his head. Your mere skin already makes him crave more. The sight of you has his muscles weak.

He blames his alpha genes again.

Because that's easier for now than possibly admitting what might actually be going on.

[the-golden-comet]

✨Big OC Questionnaire🏴‍☠️✨

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Peter is coming out to answer these questions. Template and story are down below the responses👇✨

What is your favorite thing to do to avoid responsibility?

….Responsibility? I’m afraid her and I aren’t very well acquainted.

If you could choose anyone in the world to be your sibling who would it be?

Aye? I’ve always been an only child. Perhaps one of the younger mates….

What is the most sublime thing you have ever eaten and why?

Albacore stew is my go-to dish. It’s hearty, it’s meaty, it’s got all the vitamins you’ll need (so long as you pair a citrus with it). Flavorful? Not particularly….but absolutely reliable in a pinch for energy.

What was the worst day of your life?

It’s either the day my father died, or the day I nearly lost my husband. I will not elaborate, and if you open your mouth one more word about it you won’t have a jaw anymore, mate.

What’s your worst nightmare?

Losing my husband and family.

If a monster asked you your worst nightmare what would you tell it and why?

I already had a monster try that once. Let’s say that he’s resting in pieces at the bottom of the ocean.

Would you give away secret information if tortured? Be honest.

(Cocking gun) I’d like to see you try, mate.

Who could you trust most with a secret?

My husband. He’s had to keep his own sexual identity a secret all his life, poor bird. It’s my duty to make up all those years he’s been hiding in fear.

You have been caught somewhere you shouldn’t be! Quick, what is your excuse?

Oh, mate. That happens a LOT. I’ve found that running does the job just fine….or you can spin a quick lie like, “Oh, bollocks. I seem to have taken a wrong turn at Barbados.” Though, the latter doesn’t always work…

How good is your sleep schedule?

Bloody awful, thank you for asking. But I seem to get pretty tuckered out after Benji and I have a go or two, so—

Benji: —PETER FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. DON’T BRING THAT UP!!!

Do you have any siblings?

Nope. It only took one before my father realized he fancied men instead.

What’s the toughest time you had to endure growing up?

(sigh) The constant bullying certainly didn’t do me any favors….

Benji: I’m sorry, Peter….

Love, we’ve been over this; It wasn’t your fault. I forgive you.

What’s your relationship with your family like?

Quite fantastic. I do love my mother and father dearly, though John could be quite the character, haha. But the crew and I? We’re inseparable.

Do you have any hobbies? If so, what ones?

Knife throwing, jigging, sharpshooting, rock climbing…oh! I can tie a hell of a knot, too!

Do you dream often?

Aye, often…..not good ones, either.

What do you dream about?

…..

Have you ever been in love?

I’ll have to ask my husband that question~

What is your least favorite thing in the world?

Pirates with no morals or honor. They have the worst excuses, too; We’re pirates, not monsters. Oh, and all those powdered royals can shove their rifles up their arses, too :)

What is your pet peeve?

Smokers. And smoking in general.

Would you consider yourself different?

Different how? From parliament? You bet your arse I do. Other pirates? Of course. From humanity….? I wouldn’t go that far….

How far would you go to save a loved one?

As many leagues below the sea as I must, to save a soul like Orpheus attempted. I’d go as many nautical miles as The Golden Phoenix could take before she splinters amidst the waves….and then I’d swim the rest of the way. Mate, I have gone far….FAR for those that I love. There is no limit to where I would travel.

Would you team up with your worst enemy if it was your only option?

Not a bloody chance.

What is the worst insult you can give?

A bullet between the eyes. It’d solve that headache for the both of us now, wouldn’t it? :)

What is the nicest thing someone could say to you?

I don’t care much for what anyone besides my husband and family says…but if they want to butter me up, they’d share a story or two from Johnathan’s prime. Or, if they were Benjamin….just being by my side is enough for me.

Benji: Peter….

Are you a jealous person?

Absolutely.

Have you ever committed a crime?

(Stifling laughter)

Are you neat or messy?

Depends on the context. I run a tight ship aye, but my bedside manners have been….for lack of a better word….rough.

How do you feel about crying? Let it out or hold it in?

Perfectly healthy and normal, but I don’t do it often. Not a lot has shaken me enough to cause tears, and the instances that have….it was better to let those emotions out than to bottle them up like the rum I drank to stifle my sorrow.

Who do you live for? Why?

Benjamin. And my crew. I would do anything for their happiness, they’ve given me so much.

What style of accessories do you wear? Is it willingly?

My father’s trenchcoat and tricorn. You better believe it’s willing; that man is who I strive to become every waking moment of every day. I want to uphold the Hart Legacy, and be a man that Johnathan would be proud of.

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[cherrybombfangirlwrites]

OC Questionnaire Tag

tagged by: (a lot of people ages ago... haha oopsie) @kaylinalexanderbooks thank you!

tagging: Open Tag and very softly tagging @afoolandathief |  @thewritingsofevbrowne | @writing-sigh | @unhingednovelist | @the-mindless | @arctic-oceans | @rosebury-archives | @zmwrites |

Your OC's interview questions are: -Do have a favorite book (or alternatively, a favorite story to listen to)? -If you could change one aspect of your appearance, what would it be? -You have a perfect day all to yourself! Describe what that would look like.

My OC's questions:

What's the last thing you replaced, and why did you have to replace it?

Where's a place where you've felt that you didn't belong?

Do you trust your instincts?

I'm going to do this round with Kylee (from TCIO), Triveya (from FSF) Max (from FSF), and Nova (from GD). Two OCs I love and two OCs I want to flesh out more and get to know better, so hopefully this will be good! My OCs responses under the cut!

Kylee (The City is Ours WIP) *Kylee is non-speaking autistic and would answer all the questions with either sign language, or a text to speech app on her phone*

What's the last thing you replaced, and why did you have to replace it?

"I think my spinning fidget ring. It's great for stimming but sometimes I go too fast with my super speed powers and break it. I usually go through about three of these a week." She laughs sheepishly.

Where's a place where you've felt that you didn't belong?

Kylee gives a dry snort. "I'm autistic, it's hard to feel like I belong anywhere, I constantly feel like I'm an alien on my own planet. If you had to ask the place I feel most like I don't belong though, it's definitely school. If one more person tells me high school is the best years of my life I'm gonna break something."

Do you trust your instincts?

"Since these powers popped up, my instincts have given me a lot of near misses instead of getting killed, so yeah, I'd say I do."

Triveya (Fractured Stars Falling WIP)

What's the last thing you replaced, and why did you have to replace it?

She sighs and shrugs, laughing nervously, "Potion bottles. So many potion bottles. Not because they broke, I have a spell for that, and haven't broken any of my tea mugs or potion bottles in years. But I do keep losing track of them... I'm just so scatterbrained and lose track of stuff if I can't see it..."

Where's a place where you've felt that you didn't belong?

Triveya shrugs, speaking numbly, "I'm over a thousand years old, I've kept to myself for hundreds of years now... so yeah, I can feel a bit out of place... but even back in my own time when I looked my age... I've always felt different. Not just because I was such a gifted magic user and leagues ahead of my peers, I was even better than my teachers- I just- I don't know, there's something deeper in my core that feels like it doesn't belong in this world..."

Do you trust your instincts?

Triveya chews her lip, and looks around in confusion. "I honestly don't know what instincts mean anymore. A gut feeling? I have a lot of those all the time, always feeling a little sick to my stomach at the idea of failing, always feeling like I'm not good enough to keep up with how smart I'm supposed to be. Like my knowledge is here, but my common sense and motor functions are all the way over there. I've learned to ignore it at this point because it's always there."

Max (Fractured Stars Falling WIP)

What's the last thing you replaced, and why did you have to replace it?

"I don't remember, really. I've always been very neat and orderly, keep to myself. As far as I can remember I haven't had to replace anything yet." (Narrator voice: note the word 'yet', he will in fact soon have to replace something, because plot.)

Where's a place where you've felt that you didn't belong?

Max rolls his eyes a bit in annoyance and frustration. "I'm the son of a high councilman for a kingdom run by a group of high ranking nobles elected by the people. Sometimes I feel like the only person in court with any sense that actually cares about the problems happening in front of us instead of parties... uh, if that counts..."

Do you trust your instincts?

Max shuffles his feet nervously, looking around to see if anyone is watching. "My instincts to stay out of trouble and keep my head down and not start any drama or stick my nose where it doesn't belong? Yes, I trust those feelings."

Nova (Galaxy Destroyer WIP)

What's the last thing you replaced, and why did you have to replace it?

Nova sighs, processors whirring as she fiddles with the metal plates that make up her body. "I have to replace my parts all the time, and it's hard because parts from PIE cost a shiny credit that I don't have. Who has that kind of money in this galaxy? Not me, that's for sure, not since I got scrapped..."

Where's a place where you've felt that you didn't belong?

Nova rolls her eyes, shooting a look at her crewmates. "I'm a highly sophisticated high intelligence android, in a galaxy filled with flesh idiots. Of course I feel out of place, I'm the only one with any sense around here!"

Do you trust your instincts?

She squints for a second, trying to figure out what the question means. "You mean my programming for self preservation? Yes... obviously I do, I'm a sophisticated and well made and programmed android, of course I trust my programming and processors."

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[final-script]

Chilly In Love | Ben Chilwell

Pairing: Ben Chilwell x Reader

Sumary: You and Ben being public for the first time.

Warnings: English is not my first language !!!.There are probably many mistakes (I will correct them later)

A/N- I do not know if it is good or bad what I just did, you will say … .

Pic: chelseafav

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Many were surprised to see you. And for some reason, you weren't expected to be a Chelsea fan.

Although, the most striking thing was that you were in the family area, therefore most had deduced, that you went out with one of the boys.

And they were anxious to know who, since they could not see the number of who you were wearing, because you covered it with your jacket.

They had also seen you talking to several relatives, so they could not guess it on that side either.

You were not at all bothered by the looks, you were used to them, it is more, you found it funny.

(…)

Sophia- I don't think anyone expected you here. Said the German midfielder's girlfriend, laughing.

Y/N- I don't think so and it's very likely that right now, they're pairing me up with Christian.

As an American, it is very likely that most, if not all, were pairing me with the captain of my country's national team.

S-It will be fun to see everyone's faces later. I agreed with him and we continued to see our boys.

The truth is that yes, I was eager to see the faces of EVERYONE and not only the fans, but also Ben's teammates.

(...)

97 minutes later, I sing the silvato, proclaiming Chelsea champions league.

I hugged my boy's family, no matter what, they'd see me hugging and kissing Ben anyway, so there's nothing to hide.

As we watched everyone receive their medals, from the committee, we were allowed to enter the field and be honored by our boys.

I waited aside, while hugging his family more than joyfully.

B/B- go for her brother, they have been waiting for him. I heard your brother say, so put my thoughts aside.

When he was in front of me I quickly hugged him.

Y/N- You won, honey, you won! Kissing him several times.

B- thank you for being here, really!!! He smiled at you enormously, as he hugged you to his body.

Y/N- it's a nice way to tell the world who is my boy and that this is Champions

B-also everyone will know who my girl is, although now I will have to face everyone's questionnaire, wondering how this happened.

I press their lips to yours as they heard some screams and flashes around us.

We didn't really know how we had done to keep the secret but…

That doesn't matter anymore, I'm very happy that he will finally be able to show us freely to the world.

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ANOTHERS

Breaking The Rules - Ben Chilwell x Reader

The exact moment - Pierre Gasly x Reader

[kaboomthepossum]

Nine A few cool people to get to know

Hello besties! My lovely friend @melpomene-grey tagged me to do this fun questionnaire thing - so here are my answers!

Last song I listened to: so I’m actually listening to my playlist as a write this lol! The song I’m listening to right now is what a time to be alive by superchunk

Favourite colour: RED! It’s been my favourite colour since I was a teeny tiny child and I love it a lot! I also like dark blue and dark green a lot too!

Currently watching: I’m not actually actively binging anything right now - but uh I’ll compromise and say the last thing I watched instead… it was the bluey 28 minute special.. I cried..

Sweet/savoury/spicy: Sweet! Always! I love sweet foods!

Current obsession: TMG (I know what a shock!). That’s the main one um but I’m also very obsessed with possums, and I’m really into dragons (happy birthday to in league with dragons btw (ik it was yesterday sorry))

Last thing I googled: Chow chows (the dog). This is because I saw one and couldn’t remember what breed it was (I was pretty sure it was a chow chow but I googled it to check - I was right)

Favourite season: Spring or autumn since I don’t like being too hot or too cold! Probably spring mostly, because my birthday is in spring (it was earlier this week actually :D)

Skills I would like to learn: So many things!! I would love to learn to crochet and to write songs. I also am starting to learn electric guitar which I’ve always wanted to do. I also want to learn more artistic techniques such as sculpture.. wood burning.. printmaking.. various others

Best advice: Be kind and respectful to people, it always is appreciated! Also always try to see the good in people :)

Now it’s my turn to tag people! So I will tag @mistdrake @satansapartments @jennyfromthebes @zoneitout @cryptic-symbols and @swampyboggins since they all seem to be very cool (btw if you got tagged, there’s absolutely no obligation for any of you to do it if you don’t want to!)

I’m also tagging everybody ever: if anybody wants to do this absolutely go for it!

[bazzybelle]

Thank you @samsalami66 and @seiya-starsniper for the tag! I do like these questionnaire things. :)

Were you named after anyone?

I was. I was named after my grandmother. She has passed two months before I was born, and so I got her name.

Do you have kids?

God no... I used to want kids, but in recent years I think that was due to societal pressure to have a checklist completed by 35. Don't get me wrong, I love kids and interacting with them. But... to be someone who gets pregnant and raises them... I don't think that's something I want anymore. I'd rather be free to travel and write and babysit my friends' kids.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I mean I try to, but I'm never sure it comes off that way.

What's the first thing you notice about people?

I... don't know? Probably the way they act around others? Maybe their face? I never really paid attention to that.

What's your eye colour?

I wanna say Green... but like green on the inside with with brown circling it, and one eye is a little grey-er than the other? I can't decide if they're just green or hazel.

Scary movie or happy ending?

If it's WELL WRITTEN , I don't mind sad endings. There have been very good sad endings that I've read. I prefer happy endings though. And also... I can't do scary shit....

Any special talents?

According to my friends and family, I have a talent for baking, specifically gluten-free baking. My sibling is gluten-free and I apparently have been blessed with being able to make good gluten-free bakes.

What are your hobbies?

Writing, definitely... I also love building puzzles and baking. Does painting my nails count as a hobby? If I have the time, I'll sometimes attempt an art on my nails... but not often.

Have any pets?

Yes! I have a 9 year old black otter holland/mini lop bunny named Hades. He is the most floof and the most shapes.

What sport do you play/have you played?

I played Rugby in high school. And I loved it. I want to play it again, but I'm 36, out of shape and there doesn't seem to be a friendly rugby league in my area.

Also... the fact that I used to love tackling girls twice my size in high school... how the fuck was I SO convinced that I was straight?

How tall are you?

5'2" (SAM I AM TALLER THAN YOU!)

Favourite subject at school?

Hi, hello... I run a Historical AU fest for one of my fandoms... Clearly it's Math.

Dream job?

Owning a vineyard... Or owning and running a bookshop cafe that turns into a bookshop/gin bar at night. I'd have local artists and writers coming in to do open mics and readings. I'd have weekly write-ins and craft nights. It would be queer as all fuck and I'd love it. That's the dream life I want.

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[ltwilliammowett]

Good evening and may your day go well! :) For the questionnaire, I have: 11, 12, 24, 25. Thank you!

11. Have you participated in reenactment? What was it like?

I'm often to be found there and yes, it's always a lot of fun. At the moment it is the time around 1880 that we represent and we are often invited to weddings as a nice background. but in the past it was also the battle of the nations at leibzig or the 30 year war or the hanseatic league. The Vikings are coming soon.

would you take part in reenactment? In what era and as whom? I'm sure the question from above has just been answered.

most underrated historical figure? has already been answered

most overrated historical figure in your opinion? Tutankhamun, I can't see him any more. Yes, he had an intact tomb and yes, a lot of gold (even though a lot of it belonged to him before, but to his stepmother Nefertiti). But apart from that, he's so worn out, we know quite well what he died of and why his mummy looks the way it does, but there are other pharaohs who are much more interesting than him, because in his time he was only a small light.

[the-20th-century-girl]

Saw someone doing this so wanted to join in

TV Questionnaire

List 5 favourite shows (in no particular order) and answer questions accordingly

1. Inside No. 9

2. BBC Ghosts

3. The League of Gentlemen

4. It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

5. Yonderland

1. Who is your favourite character in 2?

Humphrey Bone, my beloved ♥️

2. Who is your least favourite character in 1?

Oh god, there are quite a few not very likeable characters in that show in a way. Might be a bit controversial to say, but I'm going to say Simon from Simon Says.

3. What's your favourite episode of 4?

There are far too many to name just one... That said, the first one that came to my mind was Charlie Work, so going with that.

4. What is your favourite season of 5?

Series 2

5. What's your favourite relationship in 3?

Pauline and Mickey ❤️

6. Who is your anti relationship in 2?

Humphrey's body and Fanny

7. How long have you watched 1?

Not super long actually, was just over a year ago that I finally sat down and watched it.

8. How did you become interested in 3?

After watching Inside No. 9 and putting together that Reece and Steve are the same guys from League (which has been on my radar to watch for a few years at that point), I finally sat down to watch it.

9. Who is your favourite actor in 4?

Charlie Day

10. Which show do you prefer 1, 2 or 5?

Damn, coming at me with the big question here... have to say it's 1 tho.

11. Which show have you seen more episodes of 1 or 3?

1, as there's more episodes.

12. If you could be anyone from 4, who would you be?

Of all 5 shows, it had to be this one... I don't want to be any of them tbh. But if I had to pick, I'd weirdly say Dee.

13. How would you kill off your favourite character in 5?

😢😢😢 nooo.... I don't want to kill Ho-Tan. I'd have to do it in her sleep in a very pain-free way so she doesn't suffer or know it was me.

14. Would a 3/4 crossover work?

Oh, god. I mean... yeah, in a weird way. Actually, I'm thinking more about it. I'd love that. The Sunny gang would fit in so easily and well with everyone else in Royston Vasey.

15. Pair two characters in 1 that would make an unlikely, but strangely okay couple.

For some strange reason, the first 2 characters to come to my mind are Chas from The Last Weekend and Stu from Sardines.

16. Overall, which show has the better cast, 3 or 5?

Oh, I hate this... Putting them both against each other like this. This is so unfair 💔 I could never pick between these 2 genius groups of people!

..5

I'm tagging: @little-deathly-goosese @catboyrightsdefenderfender @urbansfrienddollydolly @bayntonn @gethisshithumptyfuckingdumptiedyfuckingdumptied & @spineless-lobsteress-lobster

[not-majestic-bluenicorn]

Cravity’s League of the Universe Theory Update 2

Liberty: In Our Cosmos, New Wave & Hidden Dungeon

Hello! My name is Ori and I’m back with another update for the Cravity theory (part 1 and part 2). This one is going to be pretty short as not a great deal has happened since the last update. The exciting news is we have an official power list that we can focus on now. However, as I mentioned in another post, I won’t be doing these theories as “pretty” as I did before because the research, writing, editing, and compiling of all the pictures took way too much time and effort, which was preventing me from finishing any theories at all ‘cause I was often too tired to work on them. I’ll still include pictures if I consider them super necessary, but otherwise it’ll be mostly text.

Let’s start with the theory!

Liberty: In Our Cosmos Concept Film

As we’ve discussed before, the official MVs for the title tracks don’t count in the theories. Back in our first update for the theory I talked about how The Awakening could be referencing Allen waking up at the end of the Hidden Film, and a turning point in the story line, but nothing quite came out of that.

The Concept trailer for L:IOC offers up new narration, which we hadn’t seen in a bit. We hear Allen’s voice telling us about how they found liberty in the new world they created, while showing us different miscellaneous scenes that seem to have no weight to the story (though I do think that some of them might have references to other characters in a way? Like Serim with the photography, which is associated with Hyeongjun). Allen also mentions how that place represents the freedom they had been looking for, and that it’s a place where they can be together (and with us) forever.

The fact that it is Allen narrating this (beyond the fact that he is the English speaker of the group) fits really well with his character, considering he writes the word “freedom” in his questionnaire for career counseling. It also fits considering his visions seem to guide him to happiness.

New Wave Concept Film + Instagram Posts

I think I can speak for most of us when I say that the concept trailer for New Wave was not how we were expecting to return to the whole story, but it’s what we got. Before we discuss the video, however, we must talk about the Instagram Posts in The Hidden Universe account, as they happen before the video itself.

First, Wonjin says he left a message for the members in the Seoul Tower, and mentions it was the place where they first met. In the next post, Minhee is the one to find the message. We get a very difficult to read picture of it, which I attempted to translate on twitter and now I’ll copy that “translation” in here so you can have it too. It seems to read:

“Hi! I came because I missed you. (Illegible) Don’t we have a story here? Are you just mistaken? (Might be the wrong verb…) Anyways (?) if you hear my voice, come here! I can’t wait to see who will come first tomorrow. See you soon. -Wonjin-”

After that, in the third post, Minhee meets with Serim and tells him that Wonjin called them. He then shows Serim what he (Minhee) saw, presumably through Serim’s power, which we’ve said before allows him to see the memories of other people.

The next post kind of breaks the narrative a little, as we see Allen waking up and saying he had a dream and that they must go. It is unclear, but this could be a continuation from the Epilogue Film of Hideout Season 3, in which Minhee is calling to Allen and telling him to wake up. It’s not a perfect match, though, but it’s as close as we get.

The following three posts overlap with the New Wave Concept FIlm. They meet with Allen at the house-not-house that has the bus stop inside, take the bus into the wormhole thing, and travel into a new world, where Allen welcomes us (in the Instagram post). It is very likely the same world mentioned in the L:IOC Concept Film.

The Elephant in the Room: Is there another version of Cravity?

I mean… the video points to yes, my heart begs no. An alternate dimension is one thing, and while I’m a bit tired of dimensional/time-space travel in k-pop, I prefer it way more to an alternate version of Cravity, because that’s opening a whole new can of worms and I’m not sure how to even approach that theory! Plus technically the new dimension has been hinted at since the beginning of their concept so… Who knows though.

Hidden Dungeon: Official Power List

Hidden Dungeon: Cicada 3301 was a Universe exclusive program consisting of 10 episodes of pure madness and nonsense. In it, the members are part of Hidden School, a school that teaches people how to use their powers and then puts them through a very difficult exam to see if they can graduate. It’s loosely based off of Cicada 3301, a supposed secret organization that posted three challenges between 2012 and 2014 to recruit people for… something. 

Now, obviously, I don’t think any of this is cannon except for the power list, and that’s simply because all the powers match what we’ve seen in the official Cravity videos, save for Seongmin, whose power I got wrong, and Hyeongjun, whom I just simply had no idea what his power was. I also don’t have the full context of what happened in that program because I had to watch it without subtitles, so I might be missing some details.

This is the official list from the show compared to what I wrote in the previous post of the theory

Serim: Memory sharer / People-focused psychometry - Basically the same thing, he sees the memories of others.

Allen: Precognition / Precognition through dreams- Same thing

Jungmo: Animal Communication / Animal Telepathy - Also same thing

Woobin: Healer / Accelerated Healing - Still pretty much the same thing, though the limits of his powers remain unexplored

Wonjin: Telepathy / Telepathy - lol

Minhee: Psychometry / Future-focused psychometry - The show only calls it psychometry, which eliminates the limitation of him only seeing the future. The limits of this power are now unclear but I’ll refer to it as only psychometry from now on.

Hyeongjun: Power Replication / Not identified - Finally we have confirmation to what he can do! Apparently he can replicate the powers of others. We don’t know the limits of his powers since we’ve only seen him replicate Taeyong’s (or at least not being affected by his power) but I hope we can figure out more in the future.

Taeyoung: Time Stopper / Time Stopping - wheeze yeah

Seongmin: Tool Master / Enhanced accuracy and precision - I thought it was that because the only instance of his power we see is him throwing the darts, but apparently he only nailed all of them because he can use every tool to its full potential when in his hands. But now the epilogue of S3 makes more sense with him repairing the radio thingy.

Conclusions

The new world they step into in New Wave has been hinted at since the beginning, I mean, it’s called “The Hidden Universe”, so maybe it shouldn’t have been as unexpected as it was.

It appears to me that there are other instances of powers aside from the boys, since that portal had to come from somewhere (it might even be the source of their stones). This also opens the possibility of more people having powers aside from them.

It is unclear where we are going from here on out, but things are definitely getting interesting. I’ve yet to translate the character profiles from the special photobook they released, because the Korean is too advanced for me. If any Korean-speaking luvities would like to help me translate them to add to the theory, then please hit me up!

I’ll see you in the next theory, bye!

[catboyrightsdefender]

got tagged by @the-20th-century-girl thank you bestie 💖

TV Questionnaire

List 5 favourite shows (in no particular order) and answer questions accordingly

the young pope (+ the new pope)

the terror

babylon berlin

the league of gentlemen

ghosts

1. Who is your favourite character in 2?

james fitzjames. my beloved. my babygirl.

2. Who is your least favourite character in 1?

cardinal spaletta my detested. hate this scheming bitch with a passion.

3. What's your favourite episode of 4?

oh this is so hard. im gonna say s1e3 for the mr chinnery + hilary (the pool scene ough agh ough) + all the job center moments but really i love all eps.

4. What is your favourite season of 5?

the second one! but the third one comes very close tho

5. What's your favourite relationship in 3?

alfred/helga. power couple. i4i (insane 4 insane). love them

6. Who is your anti relationship in 2?

there is barely any relationships in it dkjsfskdjksdjf so im gonna say francis/sophie. she deserves better + that bitch francis is gay

7. How long have you watched 1?

i first watched it in 2016. life changing event

8. How did you become interested in 3?

i had heard about it before and was lowkey interested in it because 20s berlin is a topic i LOVE but the police/crime aspect kept me from watching, i think i finally watched because of @roycogaystar and i became completely deranged about it

9. Who is your favourite actor in 4?

for dignity reasons id rather not answer this question

10. Which show do you prefer 1, 2 or 5?

1 will always be my favourite show ever

11. Which show have you seen more episodes of 1 or 3?

3 has more episodes but i watched 1 a lot of times so honestly i dont know

12. If you could be anyone from 4, who would you be?

hilary's wife dave so i can do acting and hang out with phil

13. How would you kill off your favourite character in 5?

cant kill a ghost hehe. but honestly julian had a very good canon death i dont think it can be topped. maybe make it even more embarassing?

14. Would a 3/4 crossover work?

not really. would the league characters be in the bb setting they would all be dead except for hilary i think. i wanna see hilary and alfred scheming together tho that might be fun

15. Pair two characters in 1 that would make an unlikely, but strangely okay couple.

sir john brannox and bernardo. ive been a sir john/bernardo truther since the new pope dropped and i dont plan to stop anytime soon.

16. Overall, which show has the better cast, 3 or 5?

uhm im gonna say 5 cause im more attached to the cast

tagging @roycogaystar @alexanderpearce @jinglebellsmycroftsmells @sonnet-of-anarchy @ghosts-of-love @bunnyandthebull but no pressure of course <3

[coffeemortis]

⌕ . ˚ ⅋. 「 TENOCH HUERTA. 35. CISGENDER. HE/HIM. 」 CAYETANO ORTIZ, otherwise known as GALEN, joined the libertalia five years ago as a SURGEON. around libertalia, the VIRGO has a reputation for being PATIENT & STUBBORN perhaps because they're best known for assisting in the recovering of the serena's blades of which they are most proud. while preparing for a heist, they listen to VER EM CORES by RASHID & LINIKER. makes sense considering they remind me of: comforting scent of lavander, vintage decor pieces, decaffeinated coffee with milk, green doodles in the corner of books, açaí bowls with banana and strawberry.

part one: statistics.

basic information:

full name: cayetano valentín franco ortiz.

nickname(s): cay (most people that he meets), tito (his sister and other childhood friends), caetano (most common mishearing of his name, that he just came to accept).

age: thirty five.

date of birth: september 12, 1987.

place of birth: san miguel de allende, guanajuato, mexico.

ethnicity: nahua, purepecha, and spanish descent.

nationality: mexican.

gender: cis man.

pronouns: he / him / his.

orientation: bisexual.

languages spoken: spanish (native), nahuatl, portuguese and english (fluent), lsm and libras (signed languages in mexican spanish and portuguese, both at beginner level), italian (couple of phrases).

accent: in any language that he speaks, his mexican background still evident (intonation patterns, rhythm of speech, the pronunciation of vowels and consonants…); in portuguese, there is a blend of his spanish accent with the accent of the pará region, including slangs and intonation of certain words.

family ties:

mother: evangelina ortiz (deceased).

father: unknown.

siblings: patrizia ortiz (younger sister).

spouse / partner: none atm.

children: none atm.

pets: nayru and kafei (3 years old, siamese cats).

occupational information:

codename: galen.

meaning behind codename: it is the anglicized name of a greek physician, surgeon and philosopher, who made many contributions to science through his studies.

position: surgeon.

skillset: wilderness medicine, first aid and emergency response, cross-cultural communication, research skills, navigation skills.

physical appearance:

face claim: actor tenoch huerta.

hair color: black.

eye color: dark brown.

height: 1,76 m / 5'9.29".

weight: 76 kg / 167.55 lbs.

build: athletic.

tattoos: various.

piercings: an earring in each ear.

clothing style: casual and practical, most of the time he's wearing lightweight pants and a fun shirt. he's very fond of sunglasses, and likes to wear accessories when he's not at work. has a collection of sneakers and hats, for various occasions.

distinguishing characteristics: almost always with glasses, his tattoos, cat fur in his clothes.

personality:

mbti: isfj.

enneagram: 1w2.

element: earth.

western zodiac: virgo.

chinese zodiac: rabbit.

positive traits: thoughtful, patient, detail-oriented, reserved, empathetic, dedicated, versatile.

negative traits: self-critical, stubborn, anxious, worrying, indecisive, pessimistic, overthinker.

hobbies: photography, yoga, collecting paintings, gardening, cooking, study languages, organizing and decluttering.

character inspiration: steve rogers (marvel comics), kara (detroit: become human), aziraphale (good omens), garen (league of legends), annie edison (community), catelyn tully stark (asoiaf).

part two: questionnaire.

001. the professor provides every member of libertalia a unique codename that reflects their personality. each codename is derived from various forms of mythology, folklore, or literature. why do you think the professor chose that name for you? do you agree or disagree with his decision?

⸺ “i remember the guy from my history classes, but only vaguely. he was nice and all, if you forget the questionable parts of his methods…” galen shrugs, pouring out more coffee on his mug, and continues. “it's kind of what i do here, be a little nice and very questionable. anyway, i think the professor is just calling me a nerd in a different language, but i will pretend that it's a flattering way to say i am a scholar or something.”

002. gaining an invitation into libertalia isn’t an easy feat. what do you think made you special enough to get handpicked by the professor? and what qualities do you think allowed you to join your position?

⸺ “promise me you won't think i'm being arrogant or anything, but,” he pauses, as if telling a secret “i'm really good at my job.” and then he laughs, lighting the weight of the previous statement. “but it's true, though. after so many years studying and being out there in environments that are less than ideal, having a doctor like me that is perfectly capable of handling emergencies and not freak out when, let's say, someone gets bitten by a snake or hit by a car is pretty valuable. it gets ‘easier’ to do dangerous things when you know that you won't die from the lack of immediate support.”

003. the captain’s crew is the highest position at libertalia, they are the select few who are aware of the professor’s identity. do you desire to graduate to this level?

⸺ “they're a bit like gods, aren't they? yes, it would be nice to know this organization's greatest secret, an honor, ever. it is a big responsibility though, a long, long term goal and not something that i can put in a five steps plan, unfortunately. i am happy to be where i currently am, with my fellow surgeons. maybe one day, who knows the future.”

004. although many members of libertalia don’t know each other’s personal lives, it’s rumored that many members came from suspicious backgrounds. who were you before joining and what was your life like prior?

⸺ he clicks his tongue, thinking before saying: “i was a doctor, always had been, and when my mother died, i knew i needed a change in my life. i joined a program of the brazilian government, in circa 2014, that takes foreign doctors to places in the country that need medical attention – that's how i ended up living in pará for years now and knowing so much about the amazon region.” galen says it softly, drowning in good memories. “i quitted when i got invited to join libertalia, though. i love primary care, but i need more in my life, if you know what i mean.”

005. what was your primary motivation for joining libertalia? was it for the riches or for the thrill of adventure? or is there something else motivating you to continue working for the group? what do you hope to achieve?

⸺ “first it was the money.” he confesses, with a timid smile crossing his face. “i really wanted to move out of the small apartment i had for my first years in the country. then it was just… what else am i going to do? i could go back to academia, maybe finally finish my doctorate, but it wouldn't be as exciting as the challenges that being a surgeon here is. some say that ‘knowledge is a reward in itself’, and i believe it is true in my case.”

006. how would the other members describe you? would you consider yourself to be a team-player or do you prefer to work independently?

⸺ “god, i hope i am good enough for these people.” a grin appears in his face as he makes the joke. “i couldn't imagine myself not being a team player, i mean,” he points to his equipment at the nearest table, “not trusting your doctor is a terrible way to die, in my opinion.

007. libertalia is anonymous, therefore necessitates secrecy outside of the group. how do you balance your personal life outside of this, granted you have one? is there a clear separation between libertalia and your personal life?

⸺ “i have the same policy since my college days: just because i helped with a bandage, it doesn't mean you need to follow me into eats and drinks later. i am here to help, that's all, no need to bring my problems from home to the group and vice versa. as much as i like to chat away about many, many things, i need to focus, as it is literally a matter of life and death sometimes. but, who knows, maybe if i trust you enough, one day i will let you know my mom's old quesadilla recipe.”

008. henry avery’s treasure has been lost since 1695. even with the brightest minds on the case, all leads to find the treasure haven’t turned up. avery’s treasure is the professor’s white whale and after several years of searching, many believe the treasure ceases to exist. do you believe the treasure exists?

⸺ “heavens, no.” a quiet chuckle escaped his lips. “i'm sorry, i know it's this group's lifelong dream, and i know it's important to have a target to shoot for, but there's a difference between ‘looking for a rare painting that was sold a couple years ago’ and ‘looking for a centuries old lost treasure using vague clues’. call me a pessimist, but i'd rather spend our resources in real things, not in… whatever this is.”

009. do you trust the professor? do you trust the libertalia?

⸺ he ponders the question while sipping the last bits of his coffee. “maybe.” galen chuckles, barely audible. “just because it's my job, it doesn't mean i have to blindly trust the professor. one thing is to trust my coworkers, or the captain's crew; another thing, completely different, is to blindly trust someone i don't even know the name.”

[lcstinthestars]

Introducing Diana Prince 

THE BASICS;

NAME: Diana Prince

ALIAS(ES): Wonder Woman, 

AGE: Appears in her early thirties 

PRONOUNS & GENDER: She/Her

BIRTHDAY & ZODIAC: If she did equate her birth, she’d probably be a Taurus.  

FACECLAIM: Melissa Barrera

AESTHETICS: the smell of a spring day fresh from rain.  busted knuckles and manicured hands.  a smile that could light up a room.

A DEEPER LOOK;

BACKGROUND: Diana will be pulled from a mix canon but some things are for sure set in stone.  She was a founding member of the Justice League.  She has already taken Donna and Cassie under her wing as apprentices.  

WEAPONS: Lasso of Truth, Sword and Shield, Bracelets of Submission 

POWERS/ABILITIES/SKILLS: Immortal, Superhuman Strength, Superhuman Stamina, Superhuman Speed, Superhuman Agility, Accelerated Healing, Enhanced Senses, Animal Empathy, 

 Superhuman Durability, Flight

GREATEST STRENGTH: Her belief in humanity 

GREATEST WEAKNESS/FLAW:  Diana has lived a long life and has an even longer life ahead of her.  This has caused her often to lose sight of the bigger picture. 

ONE FEAR:  To be helpless 

ONE HOPE: Her friends would find happiness 

HEADCANON(S): Diana and Clark have dated in the past.  The two split amicably and still maintain a strong friendship.    Diana and her twin brother had just begun reconnecting when she was brought aboard the ship.  She’s upset as it seemed like they were finally making progress.  Diana’s immortality has given her a unique outlook on life, one that had only really started to be challenged when she joined the Justice League.  Clark and Bruce have become too of Diana’s longest standing relationships in recent years.     After Steve Trevor’s death, Diana did fade from the public eye following 1950′s.  She resurfaced several decades later after meeting and befriending those who would eventually form the Justice League.    

THE QUESTIONNAIRE;

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT BEING DROPPED INTO THE CAMBRIA PROGRAM? ARE THEY EXCITED? SUSPICIOUS? CONFUSED? She’s more curious then anything.  She thought the pamphlet was a hoax and kind of was proving wrong

WHAT DOES YOUR CHARACTER HOPE TO SEE THE MOST DURING THE CAMBRIA ONE’S JOURNEY?

She has no expectations on this journey.

IF YOUR CHARACTER COULD BRING ONE THING OR PERSON FROM HOME, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

Her Mom.

[silverheartlugia2000]

*After talking that bombshell out*

Batman clears his throat. "Your highness, If you don't mind can I ask you something in private?"

Danny blinks out of his dazed questionnaire with some of the space traveling heroes. "Oh? Yeah sure, of course Mr. Batman sir!"

Clark reaches over long enough to give Bruce a reassuring squeeze on his shoulder, already knowing what his friend was thinking.

Batman nods and leads King Phantom to his private office and sits in a chair. Phantom politely glances around while Bruce gathers himself. Normally, Bruce wouldn't actively seek someone else's advice when he can look into things himself, especially someone he literaly JUST met over an hour ago. But he didn't have many sources to seek out answers either.

"Is it common for people to come back from the dead?" the question froze Phantom. Curious. it seemed to have triggered him on a personal level.

"W-why do you ask? I mean if you're wanting to bring someone back I dont think I-"

"No it's not that."

"..."

"...My son. My second oldest. He was dead for a number of months before suddenly coming home. Alive, and very angry.."

"...Red Hood right? I mean, I've heard rumors about him. There are quite a few fans of his in the Realms, avenging a lot of them. He's pretty much a Protection Spirit in his own right."

Well that was surprising news to Batman. "Yes.. He.. wasn't happy with me at first.. He's still kind of mad, but we've gotten better."

"I'm not sure why you think I can help with that??"

"No, sorry I'm not-" Bruce sighs, why was he going so off topic with this? Probably just the lingeing fears.

"I discovered the acts and the GIW because, they captured him.. We were unaware of the.. changes due to his revival. He's still recovering."

"Oh.." Phantom looks far too sympathetic for someone he hasnt met. The ghost rubs his palm for a moment, hands curling close to his chest, almost in a defensive posture.

"Humanly, we arent finding anything wrong aside from the obvious wounds. But there is something impeding healing the process. And we arent sure how to treat the more ectoplasmic side of his health. Is there anyway you would be able to help him?"

Phantom gazed at Batman for a long moment. "From what I've heard, you arent a man to easily trust strangers, especially ones with the potential to be major threats. There was once a time someone used your plans to nearly take out the enitire Justice League. Your own friends. May I ask why you have such plans?"

"Power is.. easily misused.. Especially against baseline humans. I seen how fear can lead to.. abusive situations. In my city alone I have several rogues who use methods of psychological warfare to control people, I've seen alternate timelines where my friends or even myself has fallen from the morals we hold in this time. The plans I have vary from restraint until they come to their senses, or in the worst case senario.. something more permanent.. But in this instance I am out of options, our magic users aren't particularly specialized in medical practices other than surface level treatment. My child is in danger. And if it's for my children I'm willing to do anything."

He expected the young looking man to glare at his opinion, like most of the league did. They didn't understand his paranoia, too set in their current self to imagine such downfalls..

But Phantom, he smiles "I can understand that to a point. I was tested once, thrown into a timeline where my loved ones were taken before their time... In my grief I made some.. Poor decisions.. ended up fused with someone I've disliked for a long time. The being that came from that was made of pain and anger, and destroyed most of the world.." Phantom's gaze turned distant. "His timeline dosen't exist anymore, but he lived on outside of it due to being locked away. He has a second chance now, a new family to bond with. A new reason to keep going.."

Batman was surprised the king was willing to share that much, but then again Bruce isnt normally this open to strangers either, but it is for Jason's sake.

"I'll be honest with you Batman, I'm still fairly new to Rule, fairly new to being dead. And I'm still learning all the in's and outs of what I am or am not allowed to do with my powers. Including cultural niceties."

Bruce felt his chest tighten.

"But! I do happen to know a very good doctor who has experience in treating patents who are still partially alive."

He had to reel in his hopes HARD, wary. Constantine always cautions that interactions with the Other come at a price. "And If you could get them to help, what would you ask in return?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"You've already taken care of the biggest problem we were fretting over. Also you're placing a lot of trust in me to help even though I have done nothing to earn it. Besides."

Phantom lowers himself to stand on the ground, bright lights pass over him changing his colors and clothes. Before him stands a typical human teenager in comfortable Star Wars printed sleep pants and a well loved NASA hoodie. Breathing, alive.

"I understand what its like to tread both worlds yet know nothing about them. Seems like most ghosts that form have like an instinctual instruction manual that I didn't get. And they gave me a lot of trouble for it. It'd be nice to talk to someone who understands. If it's alright with you, maybe he could like, join some of the classes Gram-my mentor gives me about the realms if he's still curious? The rest of your family could come too if they want, Gramps loves to teach." Phantom chuckles softly, almost shyly.

Batman dosen't try to hide his smile this time. "I think he would love that."

Imagine if the GIW started gunning for Jason without the Batfam ever meeting Phantom. Like, Bruce has to figure out on his own that the guys in white suits with Lazarus guns are 1. a legitimate government agency, and 2. are perfectly within their rights to hunt Jason like an animal, because 3. there's secret government legislation that says that since Jason's body processes ectaplasm, he's classified as non-sapient and has no legal protections.

Bruce calling up Clark like

Bruce: I am currently in the process of breaking into a government facility in order to dismantle their operations.

Clark: Okay? Do you need... help?

Bruce: Yes.

Clark: Sure, I'll be right there.

Bruce: Not that kind of help. Oracle is sending you the files now. I'd like you and Ms. Lane to make these people wish they were never born.

Clark: [speed-reading the documents] Oh yeah, can do. This is truly disgusting. If the public is half as outraged as I am, we'll get this sorted as fast as the courts can manage.

So Clark Kent acts as a whistle-blower, the Justice League publicly condems the Anti-Ecto Acts as inhumane, the GIW is disbanded, and Batman gets pardoned for all of those crimes that he technically did by assaulting federal agents. And after all that gets sorted, some white haired kid pops up in the Watchtower like "haha thanks for that I really didn't want a war between Earth and the Infinite Realms" and the League are like "wait what"

[de-fright-ful]

He comes so close on the self-sabotaged one at least 3 times... Expected result on the real one.

Ah, checking one’s email. A necessary evil, but one Amity loathed bar none. Funny that — they were made to be an innovation after all, to reduce the headache and expand beyond the constraints of the Pelliper post. Mail at your finger tips instantaneously and for free, yet such features are lost behind the endless noise of it all. A modern innovation, a modern annoyance.

Click, click, emails with similar headers scrolled past, — Oh, phishing email pretending to be the League, ugh, looks like she’s gotten a preview of next week’s League meeting will be about — CLICK, right into the trash. She’d almost zoned out when something caught her eye. A human enough sounding email handle, a human sounding topic line and nothing so corporately polished. — CLICK.

Her screen is bathed in the golden and red hues of a familiar setting, a picture of the Gym-portion of the palace in peak fall serving as a backdrop for something filled with text. She made a face in confusion, but blowing up the image she was met with— a bingo card? No, a filled out bingo card. Huh?

Why is she — oh, OH — oh my stars, that stupid thing?! She can't stop the brief noise that escapes her as the dawning recognition crept up like a well-laid punch line — that stupid questionnaire she filled out, what? two weeks ago? She'd never thought it'd amount to anything — but they did it, like the little caterpie that could.

They'd even included the bold and italics — it's a sweet touch and one that makes her chuckle. But, she didn't make two of those, did she? No, no, she definitely didn't; she remembers the Coven giving her a sour, sucked-lemon look when she listed off the characteristics of her ideal person — they'd had an entire conversation about her sky-high standards, and they'd laughed it off. But that was it — she and the others walked away after that, not another thought paid to the matter �� huh, funny.

It must've been that Nayuta or Shizue went back after to make her initial answers more 'reasonable.' The reasoning is flimsy, and something about it doesn't sit right at her core — but she'll take it for now and make a note to bring it up with the others later.

Wow, uh, that sort of ruined the playful vibe — shit, and she was kind of having fun! Leaning back in her chair, she breathed a sigh and pulled herself in from the depths of rumination.

Shifting her attention back to the bingo cards at hand, she paused, if only to humor the sender — wow, they uh, they got a lot further than she would’ve expected most people. One bingo isn’t exactly something to write home about, but she wasn’t- she didn’t think anyone could get a full line. Foolish her. And this mystery bingo, shit, that’s nearly a full card. That’s like a grand prize for bingo, right? Amity doesn’t actually know (she’s never played bingo) but she assumes it’s gotta be big.

Amity's finger hovers above the delete button, but— no, it’s impressive right? It’d almost be insulting to get rid of it, and— she wouldn’t admit it, but something about it made her feel… good. She’d hang on to it, for now, earmark it in her memory. You did good, Orre Boy, you’ve piqued her attention.

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