#like I feel like I'm about to throw up 😟

[s4pphic-sh3nan1gans]

it's currently like 3:30am and I just woke up feeling so sick and dizzy and I think I'm being really brave about it but I hope it goes away soon because I just want to sleeeeeeep :(

[vanessalocke]

French discrimination

Somehow I always feel like I'm in the minority of people in the fandom who think of Alfred F. Jones as a child forced to grow up early. That boy likes chocolate, likes to play games, loves to have fun, doesn't know how to drink alcohol, doesn't know how to smoke, is afraid of ghosts, doesn't care about love and can easily be taken advantage of. He makes me feel like a ten year old kid being forced by adults to read a stack of books on economics. And when he goes to work, he's still mostly taken advantage of, pushed around like crazy, and hated by everyone around him.

Alfred really gives me the feeling that he has to try his best or else the adults around him will trample him to death underfoot. And that hurts the child inside him very, very much. The other day I read a post that said: We have forgotten that America's history has only existed for 3 generations. I was like 😟 shocked because I didn't realize America was that young.

Alfred is the type that, the environment forces him to be excellent, the adults around him place all expectations on him. As a result, everyone around him hated him because they were jealous of him, and if he fell down, he would be torn to pieces by the wolves around him. So he constantly has to try, try and try. While the old men were discussing and negotiating with each other, all he thought was that he wanted to go home, wanted to play with his puppy, wanted to play parkour with his friends who didn't know about his identity.

I have a headcanon that sometimes, when Francis comes up behind the tall, modern meeting places so he can smoke, he'll see Alfred sitting on his knees. He will pat Alfred's head, telling Alfred "My son, if you don't know how to smoke, it's okay to cry a little." Immediately, Alfred will burst into tears and throw himself into Francis' arms.

Another headcanon is that Alfred has his own group of friends (normal people) and this group of friends has no idea who he really is. That group of friends have played with him because he is Alfred F. Jones, not because he is America. That group of friends won't laugh at him just because he's cosplaying The Flash. That group of friends will listen to what he has to say without using his confidences as a weakness against him. That group of friends will not see him as a sinner if he makes a mistake.

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Regarding the meme, contrary to everyone's imagination, France has indeed often treated England like this. You may be surprised, but when having conversations with England, France is really sharp, easily angry and sarcastic hahahahaha. Well, it's hard not to get angry when you meet an enemy, a rival, a closest friend, someone you know has stalked you for hundreds of years and is still stalking you now. And one thing is quite strange: every time France gets angry with England, England always shows a panicked attitude, then appeases France and tries to make France less angry. This has happened and repeated many times.

I won't say that I created this meme because a few years ago I read that Macron called Boris Johnson a "clown" and called the broken deal between him and Johnson a "circus".

[heartfullofleeches]

hiii i love you and your work 💕💕💕

i've had horrible brain rot over the immortal yan recently...but i forget his name lol

i do remember he is very orange though💀💀

anyway; what would his reaction be to someone else betraying reader? there was that one post of him basically saying that in order for reader to become immortal, he would have to hurt them horribly...but what if in the process of planning what he could do, or as he almost figured out how to make reader immortal without hurting them, someone ELSE betrayed them, what if it didn't make them immortal? what if it did? would he see it as luck, like 😟😲🫢🤭OH YAY I DONT HAVE TO KILL MY SPOUSE😁😁😁!!!!

also: could him and reader have children? obviously they could adopt but assuming they both had the necessary equipment to have a biological baby could they? would that baby be immortal? if no, or if they adopted a baby, how would they explain that they don't age?

also not only to the kids but also the neighbors, coworkers, teachers etc etc

could they learn sfx makeup and like make themselves age? do they just like disappear one day? do they move around a lot? is it just cartoon logic of ".....it just is that way 🤷🏽‍♀️ no one notices anything is off🤷🏽‍♀️"?

If Devlin's [who I'm 99.9 percent sure you're talking about] Darling was betrayed by someone else and became immortal as a result ol' Devi here would feel like he's won the lottery.

"Your loved one betray and/or murder you - the resulting grief and trauma leading you to become a zombie without all the rotting and hunger for brains? Me too, babes- Let's hit up a bowling alley."

He doesn't have to kill them and they're heartbroken? Jackpot. If Darling felt anything like he did when he was murdered/became immortal- Scared, Hurt, Lost, Alone- they'll be ripe for the picking when he comes along. All Devlin wanted for the first couple of decades he continued to walk the earth was someone like him that knew what he was going through. He hopes they feel the same way when he tells them they have a lot more in common now.

Devlin and Reader could have children, but you might want to wait another century before this dork is ready to be father material. A biological child between Devlin and Reader would not be immortal, but the would have an insanely sped up heal factor to wear things like broken bones would heal in the matter of days.

Devlni himself bounces from location to location when he gets bored or he's lived there long enough that people get suspicious that twenty something year old they say ten years ago looks the exact same. There is one town where a ton of weird shit happens that Devlin views as a vacation spot since it is nice to go to a place where everyone knows you and nobody gives a damn you don't age when there's wilder shit happening right across the street. If Reader and Dev had a kid the family might move there at least until the kid was a teen because if one more parent walks up to Devlin or Reader asking what's their secret to looking so young he's throwing hands.

[campingwiththecharmings]

Congratulations on your fic-iversary! That's amazing!

Could I request “hey, only i can call them that!” with jake or santi or even miguel

Thank youuuu!

Playing with Fire

AN: Thanks so much for sending this in, I'm so sorry it took so long! I implemented this prompt differently than I normally would—instead of using the dialogue in the fic, I just used the idea of someone calling you by a nickname Jake has for you. Hope that’s okay! Thank you again to @moonknightly for coming up with the title for this. 💗

This is my first time writing Jake, please be kind 🙏

(Un-beta’d)

Rated: M+ (this is smut so, i mean, you’ve been warned?) Words: 1,168 Pairing: Jake Lockley x Reader (written with a f!reader in mind, but i'm pretty sure this can be read as GN. please let me know if that's incorrect!) Warnings: jealous/possessive!Jake, public sex (non-penetrative), frottage/grinding, thigh riding, please forgive any bad Spanish translations, i did try to do some research but i am not a native speaker 😟 AO3

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Jake leans against the side of his car, the metal hot against his back even through his clothes. It’s unseasonably warm today, the sun beating down as he waits patiently for your shift to end. He’d ditched his jacket ages ago, the sleeves of his white dress shirt rolled up to his elbows not long after. Nevertheless, he still feels like he’s standing in an oven. Jake sighs, lips pressing into a hard line as he pulls his cap low enough over his eyes to block out the sun. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, turning his wrist a little to check his watch. 

You’re late.

This isn’t uncommon, and normally he’d have no problem waiting as long as you needed him to but, today the heat might just be too much. Just as he’s about to barge in and demand that they let you go, you push through the main doors, laughing brightly. Jake’s body relaxes at the sight of you, his chest warming at the smile on your face.

Until he notices there’s someone beside you. 

Your co-worker, Miles. 

Jake scowls, muttering under his breath. He hates Miles. He’s too nice, too respectful…too good-looking. What he wouldn’t give to punch that cabrón in his annoyingly symmetrical face. He’s made you aware of his feelings, told you he doesn’t like how friendly he is with you, but you always just laugh, brushing him off by telling him he has nothing to worry about (“He’s married, Jake. Happily married.”).

He trusts you, no question about it. He knows you love him, knows that you’d never stray, never seek affection or attention elsewhere, but Jake also knows how men can be (even married men) and he doesn’t trust this one as far as he can throw him.

Miles makes you laugh again, your head thrown back, the graceful line of your neck on display. Jake’s jaw clenches.

“See you, Sunshine!” Miles chuckles, winking and waving as he walks in the opposite direction. 

Jake’s eyes narrow at the nickname, his blood burning almost as much as the sun on the back of his neck.

Sunshine.

Only Jake was allowed to call you that. 

Perhaps he needs to remind you who you belong to. His scowl morphs into a smirk at the thought.

Your whole face lights up when you see him and the sight quells some of his aggravation.

It doesn’t mean he isn’t going to still teach you a lesson though. 

You throw your arms around his neck when you reach him, pulling him into a kiss with a soft little hum. He happily kisses you back, his arms winding around your waist, hands settling possessively on your ass. Jake digs his fingers into your cheeks through your clothes, gently pulling your hips against his. You make a surprised noise before going slightly limp in his arms, returning his affection. He deepens the kiss, licking into the warm, wet cavern of your mouth. Your body is flush with his now, utterly pliant in his arms.

Without warning, Jake spins you around, his mouth swallowing your surprised gasp as he presses you against the side of his car. He ruts against your thigh, slotting his own between your legs, and you moan softly at the pressure. You cant your hips, grinding against his thigh, your breath hitching as the action sends a shiver of pleasure through you. When you finally break a moment later, you’re panting, eyes a little glassy with lust. 

“Not that I’m complaining but, what—” 

“I missed you, mi sol,” he breathes, his voice low and raspy in that way he knows you like.

He watches with satisfaction as you swallow hard, fingers clenched in the folds of his white dress shirt.  

“Looks like you missed me too, hmm?” he whispers, his hands falling to cup your hips as you unconsciously rut against his thigh. 

You pull your lip between your teeth, eyelashes fluttering slightly as you nod. Jake leans in, nuzzling your nose, his lips hovering over yours. A whimper escapes you when you grind down a little harder, the sound sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. He knows you shouldn’t be doing this here, he’s sure you know that too, but at the moment, he doesn’t care, almost hopes someone you know will see, see that you are his. 

Jake kisses you again, slow and a little sloppy, rutting his half-hard cock against your thigh. Your lips are slippery against his, your mouth hot and oh so sweet. You groan into each other's mouths as you lazily grind against one another, Jake’s hands pushing and pulling your hips, helping you drag yourself over his thigh. He presses his forehead against yours when you break for air again, your fingers tangling in the hair at the base of his neck as you softly sigh his name. 

“¿Quieres acabar así, mi sol?” he breathes, panting slightly against your cheek. 

Your whimpered “yes” sends a jolt of pleasure through him, one that almost makes him come on the spot. Jake hums, dragging his tongue over his lips as he watches you writhe. You’re so gorgeous like this, lost in your pleasure, lost in him. Still, he hasn’t forgotten why he started this in the first place, that you still have a lesson to learn. Your breath hitches as you near your peak, your body tensing in anticipation of the pleasure that’s about to crest. 

Suddenly, Jake’s grip on your hips tightens, enough to halt your movement, his leg dropping a bit as he presses you harder against the car. You gasp, whining at the loss of friction between your legs. 

“Then maybe you shouldn’t let other men call you what I call you,” he growls, mouth hovering over yours. 

Your eyes widen a little at his words, a slight panic filling them when he starts to pull away. You grab his shirt, holding him tightly against you. 

“Jake, please,” you plead, chest heaving a little. “He only called me that because I told him you did, and he thought it was sweet.” 

He scoffs, unimpressed.

After a moment, you smile, taking his face in your hands, thumbs rubbing gently against his clenched jaw.  

“I’m yours, Jake. Wholly and completely.” 

He grunts, trying in vain to avoid your gaze. He knows he’s ultimately gonna cave (he always does when it comes to you).  

You’re his, yes, but he is also yours. 

You kiss him and that’s all it takes, his body melting against yours in defeat. His thigh returns to its earlier position between your legs, and you moan softly at the delicious pressure. Not long after, he has you writhing again, swallowing your whines and moans as he makes you come apart against the side of his car.  

(And if, maybe, you later return the favor by letting him come down your throat, his hand buried in your hair, your name spilling breathlessly from between his lips, well, Jake thinks that’s only fair).

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[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

This is my first time ever requesting SMTH OML IM SWEATIN 😟 BUT I WANTED TO HAVE MY FIRST REQUEST BE TOWARDS YOU CAUSE UR WRITING IS SO GOOD AND BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN LIKE THE EMOTION UR ABLE TO CONVEY JUST THROUGH WORDS IS CRAZY N ADDICTIVELY DELICIOUS NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES IT HURTS MY SOUL ANYWAY MOVING ON (i love ur writing sm its so artistic)

this is so akward but like a reader who grew up around family members who'd get RLLY drunk n made her home super uncomfortable for her so like it's like a sensitive thing when she's around intoxicated people yk like n one day bill shows up late from a party pretty messed up n is kinda acting like an asshole lowkey aggressive LIKE ANGSTY YK UR AMAZING AT THAT n then the next morning bill wakes up hung over without reader in bed next to him confused n finally remembers n how royally fucked he is n hes like super apologetic

THATS ALL I GOT BUT UM IF U DONT FEEL COMFY WRITING IT I TOTALLY GET IT LIKE IGNORE THIS DELETE THIS DW, BUT IF YOU DO THANK YOU IN ADVANCE IYLSM

(this Lowkey sucks ass and I'm so sorry for making you wait this long for this piece of shit writing I wrote, jut I still hope you enjoy it and I'm so glad you like my works and my writing!)

Drunk & Sober Mistakes

Bill woke up with a pounding in his head, groaning as he flipped over onto his stomach. He reached for the nightstand, grabbing a bottle of water.

He drank from it like he was dehydrated for ten years, feeling like he was as he savored the feeling of it pouring down his throat.

"(Name)...?" Bill called out, his voice raspy and scratchy as he woke up, trying to see you.

Bill looked up confused when he got no response, looking around from the bed as best he could.

Bill groaned as he got up, almost stumbling as he made it to his feet and to the bathroom, desperately trying to get the taste out his mouth.

He brushed his teeth, almost gagging at the taste of the toothpaste with throw up in his mouth.

Bill finally has time to mull over everything, everything in small blurs except that he knew that he got drunk.

He came home, and for some reason felt in a bad mood, and unfortunately you were there as well, so you got some backlash.

Bill felt like hitting himself, especially as it came back in an almost tidal wave that he remembered everything.

Your family has problems with drinking, getting so drunk to the point of making you uncomfortable.

Bill promised to never do that to you, but now?

Bill felt the throw up coming back up as he realized he had broken that promise, and your trust.

Something Bill vowed to never do to you

As he did so, he heard the front door open and shut as soon as he heard it. Bill sighed, knowing it was you just from the sound of your footsteps.

Knowing he has to face you, and full of shame, he walks out of the bathroom to see you collecting stuff off the floor he had either knocked down, or dropped.

Watching you do so as he leaned against the doorframe only made him even more guilty.

You knew he was there from the burning and the feeling all over your body, but you chose to ignore him, feeling as he deserves it for what he has done last night.

At your silence and watching you trying to fix the bed, Bill sighed.

"I'm sorry, babe." Bill finally spoke up, looking as you stopped your movement, listening as he stepped closer, staying a little ways away as he didn't want to make you even more uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry for getting drunk. I…I didn't think I would get that bad." Bill sighed once more, walking closer to you as he heard you sigh as well, about to shrug him off.

"It's fine-"

"No, it's not. I fucked up. I'm sorry." Bill apologized once more, looking as you shook your head as he stood right behind you. Bill wrapped his arms around your waist, leaning down to put his chin on your shoulders.

"I'm sorry…" Bill repeated, kissing your cheek in light kisses as he heard you sigh, moving the hands to softly sit on his, so soft and quiet it was like you wouldn't notice your hands unless you spoke up about them.

"Just- just don't do it again…" you mumbled, looking over your shoulder slightly to see his face close to yours, a frown almost permanent on his.

"I promise you, I won't ever do it again." Bill reassured, pecking your lips softly once as he rubbed his thumb over your waist.

"...You were being a real asshole." You said, actually meaning it and thinking he deserves to hear it. Bill sighed, nodding softly as he knew he was.

Bill thought about something for a moment, to at least try and make it a little more better before he finally found it.

"...wanna smack me?" Bill offered quickly, getting a pause from you as you finally turned around to look at him.

"What?" You couldn't help but laugh at the suggestion, Bill smiling as he finally got a smile out of you.

"To make it better!" Bill laughed along, smiling as he put his hands on your hips.

"No!" You shook your head, objecting like he was crazy but he was smiling at the sound of your laughter.

"Come on, just one smack." Bill tried once more, tickling your sides softly as you playfully scoffed and moved his hands.

"Is this a new kink you're trying out?" You joked, Bill falling silent as he gave you a funny look.

You both gave each other little smirks, amused before you both bursted out laughing.

Bill chuckled, grabbing your arm and bringing you into a hug as you kept on giggling.

He rubbed your back, your arms and kissed your head.

"I'm sorry, again."

"It's fine…just promise to not do it again?" You mumbled out, smiling up at him from his chest as he chuckled, immediately nodding.

"I promise I won't ever do it again. Sticking to soda from now on, huh?" Bill asked, his hands on your waist now with yours around his.

"You most definitely are." You smiled back, scrunching up your nose as he leaned down and almost touched his nose with yours, still smiling.

"Well, got a soda cop here now, huh?"

"Yup, ass."

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[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

I'm ill again because I have the immune system of a sickly victorian child. Therefore I must project onto the harry potter next gen kids

What i think (some) of the next gen kids are like when they're sick:

Scorpius: I've already done a whole post on this but I have no idea how to link posts despite being on this site for years. the short version is, he was a sick child and constantly in and out of hospital so now he cannot gauge when he's actually really sick and needs to just rest, so albus has to forcibly keep him in the dorm or hospital wing otherwise he will still try and go to class even if actively dying

Albus: he's lowkey so dramatic. if he has a small cold you WILL be hearing about it, BUT he's super subtle. he will casually tie it into conversation to make you feel sorry for him and just keep bringing it up until youre like aw no, im so sorry man. he doesnt try with rose anymore, because she will just mock him, she knows what hes doing. he's most obvious about it to Scorpius, he'll start pouting and be like I feel sick 🥺🥺 and Scorpius is immediately like oh poor baby 🥺🥺/gen and does in fact baby him until he feels better

Rose: does not get sick and its infuriating. when there's some kind of bug going around the school, you can guarantee this girl will not get it. she thinks everyone is just being dramatic and trying to get out of class. don't come to her for sympathy unless you actually look like you're on deaths door. the most sympathy surprisingly goes to Scorpius because she has seen this idiot try to attend class whilst not being able to function properly and be escorted out

Hugo: he doesnt get sick often, like a slightly below average getting sick, but my version of hugo is so unbothered by everything, he would end up in hospital or whatever but wont tell anyone, not on purpose, he just never goes out of his way to mention anything until it specifically comes up in conversation. Hes the random kid that pops up, says he has a relevant anecdote, tells you the wildest story youve ever heard so casually, youre left like???? what the fuck?? and how has that never come up before????, then he just dissapears again

James: gets so mopey, he gets so restless and hates having to sit and wait to get better. he'll enjoy not having to go to class for like one day but when you tell him he can't go anywhere or play quidditch or anything he's immediately over it like, 😟😟 wdym??? wdym I have to just lie here until I'm better??? lemme out!!!! LEMME OUT!!!!

Lily: lowkey whiny. she's not usually super whiny but she acts like a little kid when she's sick and will constantly frown and pout and cross her arms and kick her legs. collateral of being the youngest sibling lmao. she wants people to do everything for her and will shout for people to come get the TV remote or something that's only like 2 feet away from her and just shake her arm at it until you pass it. Ginny and Harry do it for her, her brothers do not lmao

Victorie: doesn't usually get sick-sick often, but I headcanon her as being a general athlete, she likes to do triathlons in her spare time, and if she gets injured she literally has to not be able to walk before she stops. she will just keep going. have you seen female footballers? the way they will be wacked in the head and start bleeding everywhere but then be like meh I can keep going. so her.

Louis: cannot stand the wanting to throw up kind of sick. he can deal with anything else, he has a pretty good immune system, he can pretty much carry on with normal stuff, and you won't even realise he's sick, but the second he feels stomach sickness, he is pale as a ghost and out for business. lowkey has emetaphobia, he will just sit so still until he doesn't feel like that anymore trying to make it go away by just 🧍🏻‍♂️if I don't move it won't know I'm here, yk lmao. hates throwing up so fucking bad

Roxanne: takes the sickness as some kind of personal test. is dramatic in the sense that she will go full warrior mode and be like 😈 i will survive 😈 I will not be beaten by these pitiful germs 😈 and will absolutely just rock her way through it, she talks like she's on some kind of quest, and that this is some kind of evaluation of her perseverance

Fred: just lies there. will not move until he's better. doesn't get really dramatic or complain but god forbid you try and make him do something, he'll start going off about how normalised it is for people to push themselves when sick because society wants people to work themselves to death, and doesn't actually care about anyone's health, and everyone just gets so sick of hearing him, they leave him alone

Karl Jenkins: will purposefully cough on people to get them sick too "as a joke"

[ryuichirou]

Replies

More replies about recent stuff, plus some random twst stuff pluuuus a reply related to a Malleus sketch from our 🔑🔞twt <3 Thank you for your questions.

thestarlightfae asked:

...Do I want to know what Lilia has on his phone?

Somehow I doubt it… But he wouldn’t mind showing!

Anonymous asked:

Ryuichirou just to let you know your literally the reason why I download Tumblr and I'm so so glad I did so🙇🙇

Oh god Anon, I am very sorry for doing this to you LOL Thank you so much!!! <3 I am glad you’re enjoying it!

m1lk-n-cook1es asked:

Dragon Malleus has six limbs and is therefore an insect. Discuss

(idk if he has 4 limbs in the dragon body but oh well)

Does…that mean that a centaur would also be an insect? This is kind of troubling… 😟

I think this is something we could discuss for hours until Malleus appears and ends this discussion forever, looking offended af :(

Anonymous asked:

Ace and malleus won't be together because ace has no Rizz  and no skills. he would fumble malleus so hard he would end up with someone else twice over, who im not sure but definitely someone he has to see a lot

(related to a reply about Ace the donkey to Malleus’ dragon)

OUCH, Anon!! You’re roasting Ace more than Malleus would’ve roasted him while literally breathing fire 😭🔥

Give this boy a chance. That being said, we all know the chance is slim….

Anonymous asked:

about the mosquitoes bites ! If you put a burning hot metal spoon on it for a few seconds the heat will kill the itchiness ! Tested and approved every summers you should definitely do it 👍

My favourite part about posting that mosquito comic is people recommending remedies for the bites…!

Thank you, Anon. I’ll keep that in mind.

Anonymous asked:

Would the twst ppl ever go down of ppl of the opposite sex? Or is everyone just gay? Like Floyd on a female riddle or something

-english is not good with me

“Everyone is gay” is our default because we prefer gay ships, but we don’t really headcanon sexualities for characters. If we ever come up with a good story with Floyd and fem!Riddle, nothing would stop us from indulging in it 💪 There are some that are more difficult for me to see with the opposite sex than the others though.

Anonymous asked:

Do the doms give oral? Like will the dom suck the sub's dick at all or nah?

With you would oral sec be strictly a bottom's job?

It is a tendency in my art to only leave it for the bottoms because it is a personal preference. But I don’t think that all of our tops would be strictly against it on the same level.

I wrote some hcs quite a while ago, if you want a detailed answer about someone in particular! Although I think my bias is pretty obvious lol Sorry.

Anonymous asked:

Okay the post of Malleus laying an egg from a while ago on your locked twt has been driving me so up the walls I haven't even been able to find the words??? I was so gagged when I saw it????

Shota Malleus always feels like he's totally convinced he's mature enough to handle Lilia and anything else you throw at him (he isn't) and him dealing with something like that when he's definitely way too young and unprepared and being completely overwhelmed and scared by it is SO GOOD

I can imagine him calling out Lilia's name in such a broken way, half upset because he just went through something really painful and scary and he wants to be comforted by his caretaker, and half because he's so confused and he has no idea what he should do and he needs Lilia's guidance, when Lilia was the one who put him into that mess in the first place... I worry that Lilia is going to take one look at him and their egg and be like "guess it's scrambled eggs for breakfast!" to cover his own mistake before anyone finds out 😭

(And also...... I just think it's a little hot... Malleus pushing out an egg that's too big for his body all alone in his room with nobody to help him regulate his breathing and pushing?? He just has to figure it all out on his own because he can't/won't call for help??? Squeezing that egg out a little at a time and slowly stretching himself open, before it falls back inside him and he has to start all over again, basically fucking himself on it until he finally gets it out... 🥵)

I am SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT, ANON!! <3 I want to say that it was a very self-indulgent sketch, but then again, everything that we post is lol

Poor Malleus absolutely wasn’t ready for anything like that to happen and he definitely wasn’t told that this was something that could happen to a dragon fae… And Lilia was probably surprised too, looking at him like shoot that wasn’t supposed to happen yet, wtf, “dragon eggs are rare” my ass lol Lilia really fucked up his cycles…

I guess they really are going to have scrambled eggs for breakfast…! God we had so many conversations about Lilia and dragon eggs, I really should finish that one comic from ages ago.

(I’m also glad you find this hot as well~ If definitely would’ve been much easier for him if Lilia was around when that was happening, poor thing probably thought he was dying or something. He often feels alone, but when that happened, he felt especially alone and helpless. It’s honestly a miracle he wasn’t mad at Lilia afterwards, but I guess it’s because he was way too shocked for that)

[matthias-the-tulip]

my updated list of parts i hope they keep in the red, white & royal blue movie

(updated after i reread it in a day) (a lot of these are just funny lines that add absolutely nothing to the plot but they make me laugh)

• the MAGAZINE 😭

• “he has the personality of a cabbage.”

• “i want to hear you gush like he's your fucking prom date.”

• alex makes a long loud fart noise


• “i'm going to throw up on you” at the stables (doesn't look like they're at a stables in the trailer 😒)

• “i'd rather be waterboarded” also at the stables (again, doesn't look like they're at a stables)

• “i bet he has a secret lovechild,” nora says. “or he's gay. or he has a secret gay lovechild.”

“it's probably in case i see his equerry putting his batteries back in,” alex says.

• midnight ice cream on instagram

• “i didn't know you wore glasses.” (henry's wearing a suit not pyjamas and alex is not wearing glasses what's that all about!)

• awkward fist bump on “this morning” (does not look like it’s a chat show in the trailer but also would a royal even go on this morning)

• star wars stan henry 🥹

• “not impressed, just surprised.”

“at what?”

“that you actually have, you know, feelings.”

• henry is beginning to smile…

• “do you MIND?” in the cupboard at the hospital

• “you're not the prince of me” 😭

• “i'd rather not be the little spoon.”

• henry's feet in a mop bucket

• “locked in a cupboard with your elbow inside my rib cage.”

• “i cannot believe even mortal peril will not prevent you from being the way you are.”

• “are you psychoanalysing me? i don't think royal guests are allowed to do that.”

• “is that the time you threatened to push me into the thames?”

• “no booty calls.”

• “it was like you were trying to set him on fire with your mind.”

• june's (nora now i guess 😟) plot to murder woody allen

• “don't let the papers print lies about me after i've garroted myself with my tie.”

• “you are the thistle in the tender and sensitive arse crack of my life.”

• “yes, famously the most sinister of all animal sounds, the gobble.”

• “cornbread knows my sins.”

• the whole turkey situation really

• “buy a summer home in majorca with the turkey”

• MR WOBBLES

• “jabba” cakes.

• henry watching bake off

• “you're jeff goldblum”

• “yo there's a bond marathon on and did you know your dad was a total babe”.

“I BEG YOU TO NOT”

• “it sounds like you did your best.” 🥹

• the new year’s party being referred to as “the legendary balls-out bananas white house trio new year's eve party” (white house duo now ���)

• “please do not attempt to steal my shine. you will fail and i will be embarrassed for you.”

• “says prince fucking charming.”

• get low playing at the new year’s eve party

• alex’s reaction to get low playing at the new year’s eve party

• “christ, you are as thick as it gets.”

• alex falling while running with june (nora now i guess 😟) cause he was thinking about henry

• “he's gay and you're hot, so.”

• “still waters, deep dicking.”

• “prince henry is a biscuit,” nora says,
“let him sop you up.”

• they know each other's sleep schedule and alex gets in a bad mood when he doesn't talk to him 🥹

• “you're not going to kill him, are you?” she says.
“probably not,” alex tells her

• “shut up, shut all the way up, oh my
god”

• alex pushing henry up against a wall!

• “i mean, er, should we, i dunno, slow down?”henry says, cringing so hard at himself that one eye closes. “go for dinner first, or-“

• hooking one knee around the back of alex's thigh 😉

• ”i'm going to die,” henry says helplessly.

“i'm going to kill you,” alex tells him.

“yes, you are,” henry agrees.

• alex fixing his hair for him 😢😢😢

• henry singing god save the queen (king i guess) to make his 🍆 go away

• “i am going to do very bad things to you, and if you fucking ghost me again, i’m going to get you put on a fucking no-fly list. got it?”

• “you were jealous,” alex says. “you want me.”

• henry calling alex bossy 😂

• alex literally just insulting henry while he’s going to town on him

• “do you ever stop talking?” henry says. “such a mouth on you.”

• “hi,” he says, when he reaches henry’s eye level.

“hello,” henry says back.

“i’m gonna take your pants off now,” alex tells him.

“yes, good, carry on.”

• fucking eyelashes

• when he's done, he presses a sticky kiss in the crease of alex's leg where he'd slung it over his shoulder

• the mattress shifts, and henry moves up to the pillows, nuzzling his face into the hollow of alex's throat. alex makes a vague noise of approval, and his arms fumble around henry's waist, but he's helpless to do much else.

• the tip of henry’s nose catching on alex’s

• “for fuck’s sake, man, you just had my dick in your mouth, you can kiss me goodnight.”

• monocles for babies 😂

• “i don’t like that look,” amy says. “you look…sweaty.”

• “what in the rich-white-people-sex-dungeon hell?”

• the whole polo kit situation. henry slowly putting his boot back on the floor

• “i’ve thrown men in the dungeons for less.”

“hey, don’t threaten me with a good time.”

• paris!!! leaving directions to the cheese

• “you're a mad, spiteful, unmitigated demon, and I'm going to kiss you until you forget how to talk.”

• birthday floggings et al and the buttercream!

• alex’s heart going weird at henry on the boat and having to put his head in his hands

• “i don't give a damn what joanne has to say, remus john lupin is gay as the day is long, and i won't hear a word against it.”

• “i will staple your dick to the inside of your leg”

• “i did get both of the gay kings.”

• “deflowering the darling of the republic.”

• “i'm not ... historically great at talking about things,” henry says.

“well, i wasn't historically great at blowjobs, but we all gotta learn and grow, sweetheart.”

“wasn't?"

“hey,” alex huffs. “are you trying to say i'm still not good at them?”

“no, no, i wouldn't dream of it,” henry says, and alex can hear the small smile in his voice. “it was just the first one that was.. well. it was enthusiastic, at least.”

“i don't remember you complaining…”

“yes, well, i'd only been fantasizing about it for ages.”

• baby. (!!!)

• “i miss you,” alex says before he can stop himself. he instantly regrets it, but henry says, “i miss you too.”

• “i want to ... put my fingers in his mouth...” she moans, sounding horrified.

• just the whole karaoke bar situation. plz. toilet stall hookup!

• “bisexuality is truly a rich and complex tapestry.”

• o captain, my captain

• “if only you had known the mighty work of thine loins would be undone by a gay heir who likes it when american boys with chin dimples are mean to him.”

• the fruity truth: my favourite english author is jane austen.

• “when at wimbledon”

• “i want to see a cage match between your grandmother (grandfather i guess) and this fucking ghoul running against my mom”

• “and you are good. most things are awful most of the time, but you're good.”

• “he is truly a picture, wearing an expression of bewildered panic and absolutely nothing else.”

• “jesus tits”

• henry falling out of the wardrobe and just. sitting on the floor. (zahra finds him in the wardrobe instead :()

• “i thought you were getting into international relations or something.”

“i mean, technically-“

• “you're literally putting your dick in the leader of a foreign state, who is a man, at the biggest political event before the election, in a hotel full of reporters, in a city full of cameras, in a race close enough to fucking hinge on some bullshit like this, like a manifestation of my fucking stress dreams, and you're asking me not to tell the president about it?”

• all of zahra's quips tbh - “every time i see you, it takes another year off my life.” - “ask me if i'm afraid of the crown.”

• SEXUAL EXPERIMENTATION WITH
FOREIGN MONARCHS: A GRAY AREA.

• EXPLORING YOUR SEXUALITY: HEALTHY, BUT DOES IT HAVE TO BE WITH THE PRINCE OF ENGLAND?

• FEDERAL FUNDING, TRAVEL EXPENSES, BOOTY CALLS, AND YOU

• history, huh? bet we could make some. (the emails plz like i need at least some of them read aloud over a montage or something)

• “some saucy tart once tried to impugn my virtue against an oil painting of him, and in the halls of memory, some things demand context.”

• I GUESS THAT MAKES YOU. THE MF. NORTH STAR.

• “i thought you might need to, like, have a catholic moment about this or something?” 😭

• “santa maria is watching!”

• skinny dipping!!!

• “philip is the heir and i'm the spare, and if that nervy bastard has a heart attack at thirty-five and i've got malaria, whither the spare?”

• alex's meltdown outside kensington. very important. - “how 'bout i just keep yelling and we see which of the papers show up first!” he turns back to the window and starts flailing his arms too. “henry! your royal fucking highness!”

• “jesus, could you stop being an obtuse fucking asshole for, like, twenty seconds?”

• “i fucking love you, okay?” alex half yells, finally, irreversibly.

• “what do you want?”

“i want you-”

“then fucking have me.”

“-but i don’t want this.”

• “a whole lifetime of fine. that’s not good enough for me.”

• henry nuzzling his nose behind alex's ear.

• alex laughs and grabs his head and aggressively kisses his cheek, smashing his face into the pillow.

• “next time we shall visit some of the george Ill pieces and see if they burst into flame.”

• DANCING TO YOUR SONG IN THE MUSEUM

• “i completely fucking love you” and the ring and the chain

• “once shaan managed to dislodge him from the chandelier”

• henry’s email about memories and grief and the first time he saw alex

• “jesus, be a gay beard”

• henry and alex in the car after the fake date

• “i will physically fight your grandmother (grandfather i guess) myself if i have to, okay? and, like, she's (he’s) old. i know i can take her (him).”

“i wouldn't be so cocky,” henry says with a small laugh. “she's (he’s)full of dark surprises.”

• “your spine's a ridge i'd die climbing”

• “check the fucking news, you horny little miscreant”

• “it’s about to be gay DEFCON five in this administration.”

• “then fuck it.”

• the big group hug

• oscar saying “give ‘em hell.”

• “you're my mean friend.”

• “jumping off cliffs is kinda my thing”

• I 😭 LOVE 😭 HIM 😭 ON 😭PURPOSE 😭 they can't leave that out if they do i'll kill someone

• “what are we even defending here, philip? what kind of legacy? what kind of family, that says, we'll take the murder, we'll take the raping and pillaging and the colonizing, we'll scrub it up nice and neat in a museum, but oh no, you're a bloody poof? that's beyond our sense of decorum! i've bloody well had it. i've sat about long enough letting you and gran and the weight of the damned world keep me pinned, and i'm finished. i don't care. you can take your legacy and your decorum and you can shove it up your fucking arse, philip. i'm done.”

• “for what it's worth,” he says to philip, “that is the bravest son of a bitch i’ve ever met.”

• “we banged it out last night” + high five

• “i've been gay as a maypole since the day i came out of mum, philip.”

• all the support for them 🥹

• bea pouring the tea on philip's lap

• “you know, i think all that cocaine i did must’ve really done a job on my reflexes!”

• henry pulls alex close and kisses him, whispers, "i love you i love you i love you."

• never 😭 tell 😭 me 😭 the 😭 odds 😭

• “my life is a cosmic joke and you're not a real person”

• “you are the absolute worst idea i’ve ever had”

• “listen, you've had your first big sex scandal. no more sitting at the kids' table.”

• how to love each other in plain sight

• “holding henry’s hand atop his own knee” in the portrait

• “all this fundraising for sobriety is going to drive me to drink”

• “i'm the prince of...here” 😭

• “you spent a month of your gap year talking to yaks in mongolia, h.”

• “i know it's a lot, but you give people hope. so, get back out there and be alex.”

• the super six 😭 (fantastic five now i guess)

• the picture of them on the cover of the magazine

• henry fixing june's hair 🥹 (NORA NOW I GUESS 😟)

[whyreyousoobsessedwithme]

Do you think PTJ will make Gun x Crystal a ship? I mean, the fanart on his page might be foreshadowing something plus he likes to throw in ships at the worst times. And since Gun didn't let Charles kill Crystal because he either felt bad or wanted to see how far Charles will go for his goal of becoming a king, he might end up catching feelings for her. I mean it looks like a platonic, sibling-like relationship but we thought the same for Vin and Sujin so.💀

527- 530 Spoilers, thoughts + theories. I know I was supposed to answer this like 3 weeks ago, but I've been busy with work and other things.

Personally, I hope not. What those two need rn is therapy and healing. But yeah, I could see ptj making Gun fall for Crystal. It'll be onsided for sure, though. It's kind of obvious he plans to put Daniel and Crystal together. Hopefully, they maintain a platonic relationship, I really think it would benefit both Gun and Crystal since they're both lonely children suffering due to their family's actions.

527

How the hell did Gun end up on the beach like that without anyone else noticing him?

It is genuinely pissing me off how normal and kind Gap is acting despite being a serial cheater. "A place without honor," he says, like he doesn't cheat on his wife every Tuesday.

I have a lot of questions about how Gun got into prison. Did Gap pull some strings? Did he steal something in order to be put there because he had a white collar, but that would mean that the court was invovlved too and since Gun is a Japanese citizen wouldn't they try to contact his family? OMG, I hope they didn't make him spread the cheeks for inspection. He's too young.😟

Pls, I was joking when I said he probably went to prison to train

I NEED to know how Charles ended up as a prison volunteer. Also, how did Gun recognize him? Did he also come in contact with Charles in the past?

I need to know exactly just what Charles' plan was that he was willing to beg Gun and kill his own child. This old hairstyle of his also confirms that he was the one who hit crystal in the past, and after reading this chapter, it was most likely because she was ruining his plan by being too weak and emotional.

Gun hit a growth spurt in prison, yet somehow his clothes still fit him?

I don't think Goo stabbed his master on purpose, and even if he did, he probably had a good relationship with his master. Also, cut down goblins, really? (I'm being picky i know)

528

I personally think Goo, at least in the past, is stronger than gun.

I think the reason Gun yaps so much during fighting is because he's having fun.

Not Goo being Gun's sexual awakening

It always baffles me how these guys fight literally anywhere, and NO-ONE ever walks in on it. Like people visit the park ALL the time.

Shintaro already looks like he's not taking it well. The guilt is settling in. He looks worn out by everything.

529-530

It's shocking and low-key annoying to know the main reason Gun ruined so many lives is because he wanted to see a hypothetical situation play out to heal his daddy issues.

No way these grown ass men's first thought at seeing Gun again was "goblin"

Momma Park coming thru at the end, I told yall she cared for him in her own way.

Ptj, please stop making their bitties bigger than their head, its scaring me😭

Somi and Shingen both grew up in an environment where they experienced little to no familial love. It makes sense that she didn't realize it was her maternal instincts kicking in. One thing I didn't like, though , was how ptj made someone as strong as Shingen SULK over a defeat for 10+ years. Like, I know it was probably because of his decided fate, which led to him prioritizing fighting and meeting someone who can basically outdo him in the one thing he's supposed succeed at is shocking, but there could've been more depth. Like all that because he lost?!

Seeing Somi laying there bleeding out makes me realize how young she is. There was definitely a massive age gap in her marriage. She looks close to my age tbh, thinking about it now, she was mostly likely groomed into becoming a tool for her family to use for their sake.

Shintaro, girl, fuck you. Tf you mean "send you behind her", go follow your son instead.

Ptj, enough with the naked men😭

King of Busan looks like Taesoo 2.0. Let's just hope he didin't take after Gap in cheating, too.

I wonder if Gun came across Jinrang in prison?

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mads i want to know how the tension between d word matty and girly during new years. specifically cause i know that charli and george had a party🙈

i'll write a smut kinda on this vibe nearer christmas, but this made me think about the first new year before you start properly seeing each other!! ok let's be a little bit evil here. yes, they have a party, but they don't announce it until the last minute and you have to be like "😟 i already told some of my friends i'd go out with them aw shit" - you say this to george when he and matty are in the office, and matty's internally like "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO", but he cheers up a bit when george is like "that's alright!! if you wanna come down at any time you're more than welcome" and you're like "oh i definitely will tysm". anyway, the night of... matty is lowkey moping around george's house before you get there, only perking up when you're referenced in conversations and going back to his drink the rest of the time; naturally, he gets a little bit tipsy, and cannot stop himself from replying to the also tipsy mirror selfie in the bar bathroom that you post on your insta story like "you look so good!! how's your night x". and you get all giggly at that (you are also tipsy) and reply "thank you 😚 no doubt you look good too!! and tbh it's so shit lol as soon as i've said happy new year to my friends i'm leaving and coming to you x" - matty's like "so you'll be here in like an hour? amazing. can't wait to see you x", and then he figures he should prob send a selfie in return, and swoons when you reply like "yeah i was right you look hot. see ya in a lil bit x". it's the flirtiest you've ever been with each other, and you're both really liking it. matty panics he's chanced it a bit too far when he meets you outside george's party, and hugs you then asks you if you had a new year's kiss, but you just giggle and shake your head like "everyone back there was mid. what about you?"; he's like "nah. there's nobody inside worth kissing", and his knees honest to god go a little bit weak when you boldly ask "what about outside?" (he's internally like rizz!! she has rizz!!). but he recovers enough to be like "oh, there's definitely someone, darling", and you smile so beautifully and whisper "good. i think so too", and you both lean in, and your hearts are racing, and you think you've never wanted someone so much, and you're juuuuuuuuust about to kiss each other when... ms xcx throws the front door open and says "BAAAAAABE you're here!!". she's so drunk she doesn't even register what you and matty were about to do, and she drags you inside to get you a drink and make sure you talk to everyone - matty's lowkey seething about her interrupting, but then you turn back to him and hold out your hand for him to take and he softens. you never quite get the perfect circumstances to retry the kiss again - there's always someone outside smoking or coming to sit next to you and whatnot - but it's still a nice evening for you and matty, both of you less inhibited by your feelings for the other; you end up falling asleep curled into each other on george's sofa, and in the morning he asks you to go for a drink with him properly at the end of the week. and we all know what happens from there... <3

[ominous-feychild]

✦ Character Voice Tag 3 ✦

Hopping on open tags from @the-golden-comet (X) and @paeliae-occasionally (X)!

Lines used: ✦ "Okay, confess: WHO ate the last bite?!" from the-golden-comet ✦ "I care about your safety" from paeliae-occasionally ✦ "Are you threatening me?" kidnapped from @drchenquill

Your line(s) (pick one or more!): ✦ "Why, I oughtta!" ✦ "I have a terrible feeling about this..." ✦ "Everything's great, nothing's wrong at all!"

Characters from Sun and Shadow: Freya, Crow, Daleira, Maritza, Soren, Faer, Valyarus, Ponderosa, Marlon

“Okay, confess: WHO ate the last bite?!”

Frey: (*smiling ominously*) Hey, who took the last bite? It's okay--I just want to talk.

Crow: WHO POURED OUT MY BLOOD?--I don't care how gross it is!--OR IF YOU FIND IT UNETHICAL??? If it's in a damn container, it's already been harvested! You're just going to make me have to find more elsewhere! Do you know how hard it is to get that stuff? It's not like I just sip that shit straight out of anyone's necks, you know!?!? I try to get it ethically! AND DUMPING IT JUST MAKES THAT HARDER--

Daleira: I put my name on that... 😟

Maritza: Real cool, guys! Just stealing the last bit?? Did you even think to check if anyone else hadn't had any yet?

Soren: (*silent frustration. Won't act on it, though... or at least, not obviously. Will, however, investigate who did it and very subtly sabotage them until he's satisfied. Tbf, it won't take long.*)

Faer: Just know, whoever you are... you're no better than an animal.

Valyarus: (*summons everyone who possibly could've done it into the same room and sets a "truth" spell upon it--making it so everyone inside is unable to lie*) Valyarus: Who stole my daughter's food? (*scans everyone's faces as nobody speaks up*) Valyarus: (*smiles darkly*) Let's try this again. Confess to your crime, have someone else expose you, or have me find out the truth the hard way and face the consequences for making this difficult.

Ponderosa: (*magically slams the doors open with wind, using as much force as they can muster*) WHO STOLE MY TARTS??? WHO???? I'LL KILL YOU!!!

Marlon: (*casually, as though talking about the weather; but loudly, as to make sure everyone in the room can hear*) Whoever it is that took the last of the desserts... (*raises his wineglass and takes a drink with a poorly-repressed smirk*) Marlon: (*finally, looks down at the glass and "admires" it for a long moment before slowly scanning everyone's faces again*) ... I'll send my condolences to your family.

"I care about your safety"

Frey: Look, I--... (*struggling for words, and especially to not say exactly what she means*)... listen, don't get hurt out there, okay? I'd hate to see you hurt. Or... find out that.. worse happened. Crow: (*teasingly, winking and nudging her with their elbow*) Oh? Is there something else you're meaning to say? Frey: (*snaps, throwing her arms up*) Yeah, don't fucking disappear like my dad, got it!? Crow: (*oope, humbled--*) Crow: Of course. Who do you take me for? 😅 Frey: (*avoiding looking at them, turning to leave herself*) Someone who does a lot of dumb and reckless things. Crow: Crow, to themself: (well, that's just mean.)

(later...)

Crow: Hey, uh... Frey? Frey: What's up, bird brain? Crow: 😑 Crow: (*struggling--*) Listen, I just... I'm going to go get my charm refilled from--from the old guy, y'know? Frey: (*looks up from her book*) Yeah, okay?... and? 🤨 Crow: What do you mean, "and?" Frey: You sound like you have something else to say. Crow: Crow: (*looks away, mulling over their words*) Crow: Just... take care of yourself. Frey: Frey: (*frowns, about to ask why that sounds so final--*) Crow: And if I don't come back... I'm sorry. Frey: (*alarmed, quickly stands up--*) Crow: (*sinks and disappears into their own shadow, already teleporting away... to do something incredibly dumb and reckless.*)

(oh btw y'all? Those two scenes are 100% canon. 👀😘)

Daleira: (*first time*) I... I love you, okay? Don't do anything stupid. Daleira: (*any other time; sweetly*) Take care of yourself, don't be an idiot. I love you. 😊

Maritza: Please take care of yourself... Soren: You know I can't promise that. Maritza: I know, but... still. Please. Soren: (*sighs heavily, pinching his nose and scanning the room*) Soren: "My best" is all I can guarantee. Maritza: That's enough...

Soren: (*during an absolutely horrible storm while they're at sea*) When you finish, get below deck. I’ll take care of everything up here. Frey: Don't! Don't stay-- Soren: Freya, somebody needs to steer the ship. And my-- Frey: (*swiping her hand out furiously, crying*) AND I NEED A DAD! Soren: (*face softens for a moment, then hardens again*) Soren: (*sternly*) This isn’t the first time I’ve done this. I can control the waves to keep us safe. I just need to make sure you’re all— Frey: THEN COME DOWN WITH US! Do it from below deck! Soren: Freya, as your captain, I order you to go to safety while I steer the ship! Are you going to disobey your captain? Frey: (*venomously*) FINE! What do I care!? ominous-feychild:

(GUESS WHAT ELSE IS A CANON SCENE BTW!? ^^^)

Faer: Are... you sure this is a good idea? Daleira: What? Faer: Doing... this. I just-- Daleira: Look, I'm not arguing with you on this. She needs m-- Faer: Does she really, though? What, worst case scenario they put her in a cell and-- Daleira: Faer. I hate to tell you this, but you know nothing of what this place is like. You stay in here, by yourself, isolating yourself from humanity on purpose. You don't know what they'll actually do to her. Even though she's not guilty. Are you really saying you'd be okay with something like that? Faer: ... I just don't see why it's your responsibility, Daleira. Daleira: (*stunned speechless*) Daleira: Daleira: ... look. If nothing else, I owe her and Soren this much. She came here because of me. But, really? I'm doing this because it's the right thing to do. Think about that, would you? (*magically folds into herself, disappearing*) Faer: ... Faer: (*is, in fact, going to think about that!*)

(also canon, whoops^^)

Valyarus: You shouldn't be mixing yourself in with their business. Ponderosa: (*stirs the wind around the room, drifting toward Valyarus with their face twitching and hair turning into stormclouds*) Ponderosa: Who do you think you are to tell me what to do, old man? Valyarus: You know the answer to that question, Aspen. Ponderosa: (*throws their hands up and flying backwards, accidentally making the winds all the more violent. Zips back forward to jab a finger into Valyarus's chest*) STOP CALLING ME THAT! I'M NOT 'ASPEN'! Valyarus: (*calmly, looking them up and down*) That's besides the point, Asp--... Ponderosa: (*fists and teeth clenched, their "hair" thundering--*) Valyarus: (*takes a slow, deep breath and sighs, closing his eyes for a second before meeting theirs again*) Still. It's dangerous to-- Ponderosa: Yeah, well, I don't care what you have to say! You're not my dad, and I don't have to do SHIT that you tell me to! Valyarus: Isn't that the same thing you said about Saifel? Valyarus: (*oope, went too far--*) Ponderosa: (*FITE!!!!*) Ponderosa: (*barely going to manage to get any hits in, and gets nowhere near actually "winning" the fight. After almost an hour, passes out from magical exhaustion. Valyarus moves them to sleep it off in a guest bedroom in his home.*)

(at this point, just assume these are all canon.)

Ponderosa: (*sneaks into Marlon's office by turning themself into pure air, slipping through the cracks in the window, and appearing full-formed in his office!*) Marlon: (*on the ground surrounded in medical supplies; gritting his teeth as he works on treating his own injuries--*) Ponderosa, shocked: Marlon? Marlon: (*tenses, immediately stopping what he was doing to stand and point his medical scissors like a dagger*) Marlon: (*at the same time, pulled water out of hidden pots to form an array of floating knives around Ponderosa*) Marlon: Ponderosa: (*awkward smile!*) Just me. Marlon: (*half groans, half sighs, but leans against his desk as he drops himself back to the ground and works on treating his injuries again. Much more easily returns the water to the hidden pots*) Marlon: (*curtly, through his teeth*) Sorry. Ponderosa: 'sokay. (*floats a few feet above his head to watch him*) What happened? Marlon: (*doing his best to ignore them above him*) Got jumped. Wasn't prepared for it. Didn't have enough water nearby. Here we are. Ponderosa: (*chews their lip, not understanding the weird feeling in their chest. Are they sick? Did somebody curse them??? That must be it; it would make sense. Lots of people hated them. They'll have to find a shaman to check it out.*) Ponderosa: (*before they can think better of it, blurts*) Have you ever thought about other jobs? Marlon: Marlon: (*looks up at them in shock*) You... do realize that this kinda thing is for life, right? Even if I find a successor, I'm still going to have to look after the mafia after I 'retire'. I'll still have people gunning for my life. Quitting would be even more dangerous than it is for me now. Ponderosa: (*takes a long moment to mull it over and internalize it*) Ponderosa: (*finally, pouts*) That's not fair. Marlon: (*still shocked they even asked, but chuckles weakly and returns to treating his wounds*) Maybe, kid. But I chose this a long time ago. Don't worry about me. Ponderosa: Ponderosa: (*jerks higher in the air, nearly ramming into the ceiling*) WORRIED about you??? What??? I'm not worried!!! Y'know what, you're boring! GOODBYEEEE! (*and hurriedly leaves the same way they came*) Marlon: (*busts out laughing despite the pain*)

(Ponderosa's kinda immortal/Marlon doesn't have any reason to worry about their safety, but I already wrote a scene as close to that as possible in the last post? Here's a prequel!)

Marlon: (*suddenly*) You know, I've been thinking. Ponderosa (*perks up, quickly floating to his side to eye his paperwork*) You have? What's up!? You have something else for me to do? Oooo, please tell me it's destro-- Marlon: (*sighs slowly, ruefully looking up at them*) That's... not quite what I was thinking of. Ponderosa: Ponderosa: (*frowns, confused, and twists their head (and the rest of their body in the process)*) What do you mean? Ponderosa: (*before he can speak, perks up and grins awkwardly*) Oh! It's not about me, is it? Marlon: No, it is-- Ponderosa: (*at the same time*) --Sorry! Both: Ponderosa: (*frowning more*) It's about me? But how, if you're not asking me to do something? Marlon: (*sighs, dropping his pen to massage his nose... and avoiding looking at Ponder. Isn't expecting this to go well*) Well, it is... but it's not for the mafia. It's for you. Ponderosa: Ponderosa: (*slowly drifts upside-down and steadily kicks their feet*) That's weird. What, you want me to try new foods again? (*crinkles their nose, rightening*) Wait, I am NOT trying to make friends again! Marlon: (*drops his hand from his face to meet their eyes, prepared for their temper-tantrum*) I think you should learn to defend yourself without magic. Ponderosa: WHAT!?!?!? Marlon: There's been a mass--! Ponderosa: (*already storming it up in the room*) I WILL NOT!!! Marlon: (*already given up on the papers flying everywhere; shouting to be heard above the wind*) LISTEN! There's been a mass of antimagic devices flooding the market! If you-- Ponderosa: (*plugs their ears and closes their eyes*) LALALA, I'M NOT LISTENINGGGG! Marlon: I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME! KID, DO YOU WANT TO DIE!? Ponderosa: (*opens their eyes and drifts backwards, snarling*) Ponderosa: I don't care what you have to say! BYEEEE! Marlon: KID! I SWEAR TO THE GODS-- Ponderosa: (*turns to air and slips through the window*) Marlon: (*face flushed in anger, but admittedly not surprised. Lets out a heavy, frustrated sigh as he scans the mess that is his office. Papers, books, water, furniture, and broken glass is everywhere... and he's going to have to clean it all up.*)

(Bonus: a general "I care about you" that I wrote before realizing it didn't count, haha. Can you tell I love these two?)

Ponderosa: (*flipping in circles in the air*) Marrrrrrlooooooonnnn, I'm booooooredddd! Marlon: (*looks at them over his reading glasses*) I'm doing paperwork. Don't you have anything else to do? Ponderosa: (*pouts, hanging upside-down with their arms under their legs as they watch him*) But you don't want me messing with your grunts! Marlon: (*quirking an eyebrow*) That never stopped you before. Ponderosa: Ponderosa: (*makes a face*) Well, I just don't want to right now! And you can't tell me what to do, so! Ponderosa: (*grins and spins to be right-side-up*) Entertain me! Marlon: Hm. (*skims over his paperwork for another moment before sighing and putting it down*) Fine. I suppose you deserve a treat for good behavior. (*smirks a bit--*) Ponderosa: (*whines*) I'm not a DOG! (*not actually upset; knows he's just joking*)

I love characters who say "I care about you/your safety" without actually saying it, and instead imply it through their actions-- 🥰

"Are you threatening me?"

Frey: I'm sorry, what did you just say? Say that again. I dare you.

Crow:(*can't help a small, goofy grin*) Did you want to try that again? or, alternatively: (*straight-faced unimpressed*) Spare us both the trouble. Walk. away. (really depends on their mood/the timing which one they are, haha)

Daleira: (*freezes, then looks at them incredulously*) I--I'm sorry. You--you do know who I am, right? What I am? I--I don't think you understand-- (*pleadingly*)

Maritza (if a mugging): Listen, whatever you want, I'll give it to you. Just, please, for both of our sakes--don't take this any further. Maritza (if it's political): (*laughs sharply, surprised*) I'm sorry, did you really think that would work?

Soren (if it involves Frey): (*angry head tilt; eyes them with a look of pure, barely-contained rage*) Go anywhere near my daughter--or have anything else do so on your behalf--and I will personally make sure that not only do you never die, but the rest of your miserable existence will be in agony. Soren (excluding Frey): (*quirks an eyebrow*) Are you sure about that?

Faer: (*stunned silent*) His literal cyborg bobcat "pet" Gullveig: (*growls, putting herself between Faer and the person who made the threat*) Faer: (*frowning, steps around Gullveig while meeting their eyes. Calmly*) ... I don't think you know who you're threatening. I spent a majority of my life fighting creatures far stronger than you just to survive. I'd recommend you leave before I decide to take you seriously.

Valyarus (if it's someone significantly weaker than him): (*scoffs, then magically seizes their body and drags them just an inch away from his face, snarling. Evenly, with hints of anger underlying his voice*) I'm sure you misspoke. Would you like to try that again? Valyarus (if it's someone near his level): (*can't help grinning, almost bouncing with joy; maliciously*) Oh, really? Say that again? I'm sorry--I just want to make sure I heard you correctly. Valyarus (if it's someone he knows he can't beat): (*fighting a snarl, maintains a passive expression*) Of course... forgive me, {sir / ma'am / mixter}.

Ponderosa: Who do you think you are? (*literal murder time*)

Marlon (if it's physically): (*eyes them up and down, gauging whether or not he thinks he can beat them in a fight*) Marlon (if he thinks can win): (*laughs, grinning darkly, but anger behind his eyes*) Walk out with your life while I still feel merciful. And hope I don't change my mind after you've left. Marlon (if he thinks can't win): (*subtly presses his "call Ponderosa; I'm in danger" button*) Really?... what are your conditions. (*stalls for time; will defend himself to the best of his ability if a fight starts*) Marlon (if it's political): That's bold of you... so. What makes you think this'll work?

The "someone just threatened them" one was really fun! Haha, then again, they were all pretty fun. The "I care about your safety" one was pretty much all canon scenes that were just floating around my head, so I guess it wasn't too bad to get them put down!

I'm ngl, I wasn't expecting Soren's “Freya got threatened” one to go so far, but I guess it really goes to show his fatherly protectiveness, haha. Despite his major absence in her life, he really does love her more than anything else. 🥺😭

And it's hilarious to me just how much Valyarus loves fighting / craves to fight someone or thing on his level, haha. Curious about that? Leave an ask!

Also, yes, lmao, Marlon is a mob boss and Ponderosa is his willing attack dog... 99% of the time. Curious about that? Leave an ask! 😉

What do you guys think of the formatting of these? My personal outlines are traditionally formatted like this, but I've been told before that my they can be hard to read, so I worry that might also be the case for these. 😅 But, uh, idk how else I'd put them down, haha.

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[respectthepetty]

No one asked for my opinions, but if Keng + Non become a couple, I'm going to throw my laptop down the stairs. (I'm mature enough to be aware that I'm talking about fictional characters, ftr, and people are allowed to enjoy taboo things, but Keng just makes my skin crawl 😟)

Also, since I'm here with my personal DFF Ending wishlist, I'm hoping Jin tells Phee that he filmed Non with Keng and it makes Phee angry and Phee tells Jin why he got in with the group and it makes Jin angry. Am I wrong to want them to end up resenting each other?

Anon, I want the same outcome as you do with Jin and Phi fighting each other, but even if the show decided to give me them falling in love and trying to escape together, I won't be upset. I'll just want them to die even more.

TLWR: You're not wrong for wanting Phi and Jin to resent each other because I want everyone dead.

Mental Health 101 tells us not to stress about events that have not happened because then we will have been upset for an entire week that Keng is alive and with Non when in actuality, Keng could be dead like I want, and all our strife was for nothing.

But . . .

It's seriously the ONLY thing I can think about.

And I keep thinking about it because I wouldn't be mad about it.

Unlike all of these other shows that have done little things along the way to upset me before they hit me with the final offense, Dead Friend Forever has done everything right for me up until this point, so if it did something I don't agree with now, I'd be conflicted but not upset. Perfect example: Phi catching real feelings for Jin simply moved him onto the kill list, but I'm not upset at that development. I'm not mad at the show. I just want Phi to die now. It's like fantasy football and my pick for quarterback is fucking it up! I'm mad at the players, not the game.

The show has given an excuse for every single character. I still want all of them to die, but I can see why they did what they did (except Fluke cancelling the Uber). I understand how Phi caught real feelings. I get it! But I want him to die now. So if the show is giving us Keng alive, I'll probably understand why, but I'll still want him dead like I want everyone else dead (except Tan, Non, and White because they are perfect although I'm still questioning White).

Because this show has tapped into the very special part of my heart where I greatly enjoy watching characters die once they piss me off. By the end of the Game of Thrones, I was rooting for the White Walkers to take out EVERYBODY! And that's how I'm treating Dead Friend Forever. Once Uncle Dang lost his head, the possibility of people dying went up significantly, and I turned into the Queen of Hearts demanding heads roll.

So while you've been questioning whether you're wrong or not for wanting these boys to resent each other, I've been actively rooting for them to murder each other.

You take the high road.

I came for the low.

[lookitsaflyingtoaster]

Liveblogging the Finale because why not Part 2

Only the recap and I'm already going to cry aaaaaah

More fucking hellhouse monsters, because that's what we needed now..

Cutting the treats between them 😟 that's sounds terrible, man is there something elders can't do?

Love that Ira just looks like Ira, good for him

KILL REESE KILL REESE

Man, Tremire shit is insane, peak wizard shit

Apocalyptic Form?! The music goes hard Y0OO THATS COOL WTF

Love the description how the others feel about hihihihhihhehehehe

-10??!!

FUCK THIS BULLSHIT

1 POINT OF DAMAGE ARE YOU FUCKING FR RN

Im only 40 minutes in btw how am I supposed to survive this bullshit.

Everyone is so OP rn

Noooooo shit fuckk shittt

No, fuck no Johnny

Thinking about his Daughter.. I can't do this shit

Hey, Fuck you Zuzel 🙂

HEY DONT TALK TO THE GIRLS LIKE THAT 🤬

"Get up, because nobody is coming to help you" I love Wynn so much

GET HER ASSS

Jumpscared by Zuzels voice again wait Was his name Zuzel or was that the peachyville creature? Ah naa it's Zophil

fuck I don't think I can take what ever conversation is coming now 😭

The fact that the beast isn't present 😭 in death they are human

"I just need you to know that I tried, I tried so hard" man I can't even cry rn

The Sounds for the demon stuff is so good

Tim sounds like he has so much fun 😂

NOT THE FUCKIN SPONGE MUSHROOM SHIT

Why are talking about movies now?, the way Ira says the movie titles😂

HOLY SHIT, LETS FUCKIN GOO KILL HER

WEATHERS?!!

Wynn reaction fuck I can't do this

They care so much about each other so much I'm going to to throw up😭😭

Man i still can't cry I want to cry

Okay now I'm crying, all of them on the roof together, the extra cigarette😭 I love them all so much.

Wynn☹️

I know this is the last episode but there is still so much to do, still so many answers to get.

Oh shit oh fuck I forgot about that

Ahffjkesk😭 but also epic Wynn, miles end fight?

Oh all the goodbyes

Chaps is alive :)

Ahhhh this is a way more hopefully ending than I thought😭

Oo the old intro

There will be a next Time?!🙂

Post credit??

Ooo OH SHIT

Fuck fuck (but this is so cinematic)

What a great Finale, really makes me want to do fanart

ignoring the fact that I am the slowest artist of the world and the only real PoN art I made has been laying around for atleast 2 months now..

[moonchildstyles]

okay im so sorry in advance this is disgusting but I just have to get this off my chest... aster would ask angel to h*mp a pillow while he watches 🤕 she's been whiny and needy all day and he loves it so he's been so mean doing little things to rile her up, giving her little touches and kisses but never acknowledging how she's basically begging with her eyes 🤕 instead he's all "give me a kiss sweet girl :)" giving her the tiniest little kiss on the corner of her lips or her cheek and never what she really wants 🤕 so by the end of the day she's an absolute mess for wanting him so bad 🤕 and he knows she's shy about initiating so he's usually not tooooo mean but sometimes it's just so fun he can't help it 🤕 so he comes to bed acting like he's ready to sleep, doing a big stretch and yawning and ignoring the way she's looking at him like 🥺🤕 then he says "I'm all done if you need to brush your teeth and stuff" and she doesn't respond, finally he looks up and he's all sweet saying "what's the matter precious?" and she's so frustrated she could cry 🤕 she says "you're- why are you doing this???" and he's pretending he has no idea what she means, he's all "doing what?" and she gets all huffy saying "you know what! all day you've been- ignoring me and not giving me what I want" and she knows she sounds so spoiled but she doesn't care 🤕 he says "what do you mean? I've been sweet to you today don't you think?" and finally she catches on that he's playing with her 🤕 there's such an evil glint in his eye but it's making her a little 🤕 so she decides to go along and see how far he'll go 🤕 she says "you've been being so gentle but I just want you to touch me" and her voice is so whiny at the end 🤕 he has a little smirk and he says "oh really? poor thing, should have told me earlier... I'm a bit too tired now" and she's all 😟 bc he's so mean 🤕 they both know he's playing and if she wasn't okay with it she'd speak up, but she's still so needy so she just says "well i need you, what am i supposed to do🤕" and he only smirks more 🤕 he says "I think I'm too tired to help you out, but i have an idea for you" and at this point she'll do anything so she nods, and he tips his head towards one of the smaller pillows they always throw off the bed while they're sleeping 🤕 she doesn't get what he means at first, so he picks it up and hands it to her 🤕 she's looking at him like ???? so he very gently moves her legs and places the pillow between them, just barely pressing against her covered clit so she'll get the hint 🤕 she's looking at him like 😧 and he can't help but smirk, he says "what do you think? want to be so sweet to me and try it?" and she's so shy basically whispering "I can't do that" and he's so smirky saying "oh yeah? why not?" and she says "it's dirty" and he says "wouldn't be the first dirty thing you've ever done for me, hm?" and she still looks so unsure so he gets all soft again saying "you know I'm just teasing, right? if you're not okay with this you don't have to at all, I'll give my sweet girl anything she wants" and she's a little hesitant but also she can feel how wet she is and she has to admit she's getting wet at the thought of this 🤕

so she nods and says "I know, i think... I think i want to" and he furrows his brows a tiny bit saying "I don't want to do anything you don't like, so maybe let's save this for a different night-" and she cuts him off to say she wants to try 🤕 then she says "you're just- you're not allowed to make fun of me" and he's all "i would never make fun of you..." then he leans closer so he can whisper "at least, not in a way that doesn't make you soak through your panties" and she's blushing so hard it huuurts 🤕 he leans a little closer bc he knows she likes it when he crowds her a little bit and he presses gentle little kisses along her jaw where it's sensitive 🤕 then he kisses right under her ear and whispers "want you to make yourself cum" and before she can even gasp he catches her lips in a kiss 🤕 he knows she always gets needy when they kiss so it's no surprise when he can feel her hips starting to rock so gently against the pillow and he smiles against her lips 🤕 soon she's so distracted she can barely even kiss him back so he's mostly just kissing on her upper lip while she whines 🤕 he has his arms wrapped around her and one of his hands on the back of her head so he's really surrounding her, and he's all she can feel and see and smell and think about all while she's feeling so so good and it's just so 🤕🤕🤕🤕 soon he can hear her little noises getting louder and she's pressing against the pillow more and he knows she's about to cum so he just has to tease her a little more, he murmurs "close already, baby? didn't take much hm?" and she has her face tucked in his shoulder but he knows she's blushing 🤕 he says "that's okay, I knew it would feel so good for my sweet girl" and he puts his hands on her hips to help her keep her rhythm 🤕 soon she's stuttering and she says "I'm close, I'm going to-" and he smiles saying "I know sweet girl, want you to cum whenever you're ready" and it's only a few more seconds before she's tensing up in his arms and gasping out his name 🤕 since she's already kind of in his arms she would just collapse on top of him, breathing so fast and trying to feel normal again 🤕 he would reach to move the pillow, maybe accidentally brushing it against where she's so sensitive and she lets out a little whine, he would pout and say "I know, I know, I'm sorry" and pull it away from her more gently before he throws it off the bed🤕 she's still breathing so fast against his neck and he has his arms around her, holding her how he knows she needs and doing everything to help her come down 🤕 finally when she's feeling a little more normal she would say "I was right, that was embarrassing" against his chest, and he laughs bc he knows she loved every second and he would say "well then, it's a good thing you like it when i embarrass you, hm?" and kiss her forehead 🤕

also just letting you know i did nawt proofread that 🤕 ask so if there's any typos no there's not 🙏🏻

I literally……don’t even….I can’t even….think like…….this is…….there is something in me that is very 🥸 over the idea of him having her h*mp a pillow I CANT DESCRIBE IT AND I WONT EXPLAIN WHY I JUST…..LIKE IT SO……..MUCH🥸🥸🥸🥸 and no I’m not gonna talk ab him like breaking a little and saying he’d give her anything she wanted if she was too nervous for this:( and……he not allowed to make fun of her but ofc he’d only ever do it in a way that makes her w*t you are so FUCKCING sick for that🥸🥸🥸 and I’m going to once again decline to comment on him saying that it’s a good thing she likes it when he embarrasses her a little no I cannot speak ab it 🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸

[mintaclestentacles]

completely in love with the idea that "the first time Dick felt loved in a relationship was with Jason" like, Jason just asks

"can I kiss you?"

"Is it okay if I touch your body?"

"Are you comfortable in that position?"

"want me to bring you water?"

"Are you alright?"

"Have you eaten today?"

and Dick is just amazed every time jason does this, because no one has ever asked him these things before, no one never cared so much about his consent, it's the first time he feels loved in a relationship

And they just...

Jason: Oh, he's pretty☺

*Dick shows clear signs of PTSD and looks confused every time Jason shows interest in his feelings*

Jason: Oh he is traumatized😟

oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm a huge fan of "I know you won't hurt me, because you were hurt too." for Jason. Like everything he went through only made his heart grow more.

My only edit to this would be that I do think Dick felt loved in previous relationships (I'm a dickkori fan, sue me, but they're cute!), I'd just say he never felt loved like this. I think Jason is what Dick never thought, never knew, that he needed.

And absolutely yeah, Jason is the selfcare king in my book and that extends to him also knowing boundaries and consent like a king.

The start of their relationship is a bit bumpy, for many reasons, but one of them is that Dick doesn't tell Jay what's up but instead tries to take care of everything by himself. This ends up backfiring horribly multiple times, but Jason never once gets angry and instead quickly learns the signs that Dick is hiding something that is bothering him. Jason forces Dick to actually talk about his feelings and rents one of those rooms where you can just destroy everything inside. It ends with Jason just leaning against the wall for an hour and watching Dick go at it as the staff throw in more furniture like someone fearfully tossing mice to a hungry lion.

Jason learns to always ask Dick questions about what he wants, what he's feeling, what's on his mind, and then one night Dick comes home after a falling out with Bruce and at first he's silent about it and Jason is giving him some room before he opens the possibility for Dick to talk, when Dick asks Jason for a hug.

As Jason hugs Dick he feels like his heart has grown threefold in size and it's melting inside him, filling him with warmth, because Dick did not tackle him in a hug, playing off his desire for comfort and Dick did not distance himself, but he asked for a hug, explicitely letting Jason know something wasn't alright and asking for him to be there for him.

Jason hugs Dick tighter, pressing his face into his hair and whispers: "I love you so much, Dick." and Dick does not make a sound or move a muscle when he cries, but he is stiff as a board, frozen. Jason moves them to the couch and afterwards Dick is too tired for words tonight, but Jason tells him how proud he is of him and carries Dick to bed.

[frenziedslashers]

Ayo! Ima be honest there, this fic with wounded Handsome Jack x Reader was the first one where I didn't skip a single word, like aaa u did it so great!

I had a thought about something oppsite - where it is the reader who gets hurt, and HJ is the one saving them and taking care... likeeee AAA.... it could be fluff, or something more dramatic and bloody, whatever you thing would be great :D I just can see it written great by your talented hands

This literally made me smile so much??? I am so scared to post Jack content because I always feel like I butcher his character (I have a couple drafts that I have been working on. They are pretty much ready to post, I'm just a little scared. I swear I am not ignoring the Jack asks 👹). I am honored that you liked it that much though! As someone who has read nearly all the xReader Borderlands content on ao3, I totally get that... Some nice I had to skip paragraphs because it was either too ooc or just... Odd... I forget how scary some borderlands fans are 😟 There are a lot of pics on there that I adore, but I feel like every fandom has those pics that you just physically cannot finish. So I am glad that my Jack was good enough 💪💪 ALSO thank you for the love homie. glad you sent in a request! I love me some angst that leads to fluff 😌

Flying Bullets:

"More incoming!" Jack screamed over your com, a grunt leaving your throat as you slammed your body against a crate in a poor attempt to avoid the bullets that flew overhead. You had no idea how you got yourself into this mess. Let alone with Handsome Jack. You knew he was bad news. Everyone despised him, but you still saw him as John, who simply worked with you for Hyperion and was incidentally your best friend as well.

You saw him as the guy who you would sit with alone for lunch break. The both of you talking and laughing over nothing. The friend that would take you out for drinks after a hard day of work and even hit on you here or there. Though, nothing serious ever happened between the two of you.

"Kiddo, answer me!" You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Jack's voice screaming into your ears. It made you flinch, a cringe settling on your face. "I hear you, Jackie." You responded, shooting a couple times at the Raiders that ran out into your line of sight.

"Are you able to get to where I'm at?" You huffed a bit. As if you would know exactly where he was without him sharing his coordinates. "Where's your location?" "I'm up near the front gate. If you get here we can get to a ship out of this shit hole and back to Helios!" He spoke, and you groaned again. Your shield was low and broken. It wasn't recharging anymore. A problem that you were almost scared to tell Jack. The confrontation would go either one of two ways. He'd freak out, worry, and throw himself into the line of fire to make sure you were safe. Or he'd freak out, worry, and then yell at you for being so stupid and agreeing to go with him to Pandora with a shitty shield.

"Can you do that?" You pondered, "I can try."

It was a hard task to complete. You figured if you did die in this fight you may as well go out guns-a-blazin'. Shooting round after round into the Crimson Raiders that tried to take you down. You nearly made it to Jack, too. If it weren't for a Raider you missed shooting you once, breaking your shield. Then twice, a fatal shot to your back.

The scream that ripped from your chest had your head pounding, and Jack's heading whipping towards you.

"Kid," He stammered, "Kiddo? Pumpkin?" His voice wavered, and then something clicked in the guy. If your vision wasn't blurry from the pain as you lay on the ground. You would have seen the glint of rage behind the mans eyes. The way his face shifted from concern to pure rage. It made the few remaining Crimson Raiders freeze up. Knowing Jack was going to be putting up a hell of a fight.

Screams and gunfire were all you could hear in your ringing ears. You could hardly decipher the screams of the dying to Jack's war cries. If you weren't dying yourself, you might actually feel a bit scared, but right now you could hardly care. Gasping and wincing while lying helplessly on the ground. You could hardly move without your whole body sending shocks of pain through itself.

"Hey, hey," His hand on your back made you cry out again. You hadn't even noticed that Jack was at your side now. Attempting to tend to your wounds to get you back home. Back to Helios where you would be safe and someone could save you. "I know, I have to look at it!" He snapped, but quickly cleared his throat. "Dammit, sorry. I just need to see it. I'm not trying to hurt you, pumpkin." He told you, trying his best to be careful while he moved your clothing up so he could see the wound a bit better. Your cries making him wince himself. You'd think he would have been shot, too. Just from hearing the pathetic noises you were making.

"Oh shit, God this is bad. Why didn't you tell me your shield was low? I could have came to you!" There it was. Option one of how you expected him to react if you would have told him your shield was down. You wanted to smile, laugh a little at how well you knew your friend, but your thoughts were quickly pushed aside when Jack decided to apply pressure. A scream left your throat, and your vision went blurry. It was too hard to stay awake no matter how much Jack pleaded with you to keep your eyes open. You hadn't realized how much he really cared for you until you were nearly meeting your Maker. Vision finally blurring enough that all you could see was black. Your senses dulling, succumbing to the darkness once you passed out in his arms.

Jack had no idea that you had just passed out, though. He thought you died, but that didn't stop him from picking your body up from the ground to carry you back to the ship. He was just thankful that he had people on there to pilot it for him, and some health to at least give you a slight boost until the two of you made it back to Helios.

He refused to let you go until those doors opened. Continuing to apply pressure after he had wrapped his belt and one of his jackets awkwardly around your middle to help stall the bleeding. There was so much blood. His clothes were soaked. His skin was sticky with sweat and blood. The thing of it is, he didn't even know if it was all your blood. Some of it had to be from the Raiders he killed after you were shot. His anger getting the best of him like it regularly did.

"Sir, you need to let them go." He looked up at the nurse in front of him. "What?" His voice was shaky. "I need you to let them go and put them on the table now before they lose any more blood. I need to get them into the infirmary, now." They stated sternly, and Jack nodded with understanding. Laying you reluctantly on the bed. These were his own men and women working for him, but he was so scared to trust them with you. You were the only good thing he had left that was connected to his old life, rather than Angel. You were almost a better memory holder than she was, though. With her being the reason her mother died and all.

It wasn't until later that night, nearly five hours later that Jack was informed that you were in Critical, but stable condition. He knew you wouldn't be able to help him with his plans for the next coming weeks, and honestly, he was glad. Not that he didn't enjoy your help, he just always worried about your safety. This call was too close for comfort. It nearly made him postpone his plans of finding the Vault, too. If it weren't for the fact that he was literally the man's most wanted by the Vault Hunters themselves. That didn't stop him from trying to take care of you to the best of his abilities, though. Even going as far as sending people to check up on you when he was away from Helios.

"Jack," you would say his name, and he would be there. Holding your hand, offering food, water, entertainment, whatever it was you asked. He was giving it to you. You were his light after all. The brightest star in his galaxy. Even if he didn't show you how much he cared, often. He truly did.

It was almost weird for you. He was always so snarky and rude with you. Even if you knew that was just how he showed his affection. How he told you that he loved and appreciated you as a friend without telling you those exact words. You almost weren't sure if you liked how nice he was being with you.

"Why haven't you called me an idiot." He looked up from the book in his hands over to you with raised brows. "Excuse me?" "When I nearly got myself killed. I expected you to at least call me stupid for it. I didn't tell you my shield was broken and not recharging, and yet here you are. Being all sweet and nice to me. It's kind of scary, honestly... You aren't a doppelgänger, are you?" Jack smiled as he placed his book down in his lap. "Well, now that you say it. I did forget to tell you how utterly idiotic that stunt was and if you ever go pulling it again I will personally revive you just to shoot you again." Jack told you, and that caused a smile to form on your own features. There he was. "Oh, so I should have just ignored direct orders?" He rolled his eyes with a sigh. "No, you should have told me what was happening and I could have come to help. You really think I like putting you at risk?" Well, it seemed like it. With the number of close calls you have had, and then this.

He sighed at your lack of a response. "I don't. I really don't. I only take you along because I know you'd find a way fighting those assholes without me or with me. I may as well be there to revive you when you decide to do something stupid." You rolled your eyes this time. "Didn't realize you actually cared about me." He froze up when you said that. You were only joking, and you thought that he could tell, but obviously that seemed to strike a chord with the man before you.

"Oh, so you think I don't care about you either? What the hell has the past few weeks been? I've laid off finding the fricken Vault for you! I've been by your side, making sure you don't die on me and you think I don't care about you?" He shouted, tossing his book to the side while standing to his feet. "Why don't you fill me in on what it is I feel about you then. Why every time I see you I want to blow my brains out because of how much I care about you. Shit, it's annoying, honestly!" Jack started approaching you. Slight more weight to his steps than usual. Obviously pissed and growing more so by the second. "I could have left you to die." He told you, a slight grin on his face as he laughed out of disbelief for himself. "Hell! I would have left any one of my other employees or skilled assassins there to die! But I just couldn't fricken leave you there, now could I? Not when you're the one real thing that I have anymore."

Your eyes were wide. Staring up at the man who was looming over you as you lay on the bed. You looked a little scared, but you were more so taken aback by his words. Yeah, he was basically saying he would have left you for dead if the two of you didn't have a connection, but he was also admitting things that you never thought you'd hear from him.

"I don't mean to yell," Even though that seemed to be the only thing he knew how to do. "I just... I hate that you would even suggest that I don't care about you. I mean, c'mon! Look at everything we've been through!" He exclaimed as he sat on the bed beside you.

Yeah. Everything the two of you have been through. Working together. Getting fired together. Jack gaining power. You gaining power through Jack. Late nights together. Even an attempted date before his ex had come along. It was a lot, and you regretted making him think that you thought he didn't care.

"Jack, I'm sorry. I was just joking around." You admitted, reaching out to grab his hand. His eyes darted down and then back up to study your face. "Could you ever forgive me?" He pondered, a smile creeping on his lips. "Oh, I don't know. I guess I could forgive a cute thing like you." A sigh left your lips, tapping the top of his hand. "If I didn't know any better. I'd say you were flirting with me, Jackie." The way you purred out his name in such a teasing way made his blood boil. Out of annoyance at the nickname, and slight excitement from just the sound. "Well, I could be if you wanna interpret it that way, pumpkin." His hand reached up to brush your chin with his thumb. "I think it's your turn to be called out for your ignorance of my own emotions." His brows furrowed, sighing at his dumbfounded expression.

"So... Was that a yes?" "Jack," "Huh?" "You're as oblivious as the day I met you." He stared at you for a moment longer. "I'm saying yes, Jack. Jesus Christ and you're supposed to be the flirt of Helios?" He let out a groan of his own before carefully maneuvering himself over top of you so he could lay on the other side of you on the bed. "Oh shut it, you're the one overcomplicating shit." He huffed, carefully pulling you close to him to hint that the both of you needed a nap. Whether you wanted one or not. "Just shut up and sleep. We can talk about our stupid emotions later. You ruined the moment by calling me an idiot." "Oh, like you haven't been calling me one for the past 10 minutes. Plus I didn't even call you one!" "Well, that's different, and yes you basically did. I'm not arguing further." "Fine."