#like i watch them and im like i can't imagine how much strength it took to pull that off

[hadesoftheladies]

women's sports is one of the loudest and most successful anti-patriarchy campaigns in human history. what women's sports did and does is prove, over and over again, the excellence, the raw power and strength of the human woman. it completely disrupts ideas on gender.

you have big, powerful women in rugby. fast, endurable women runners. impeccably strong gymnasts. women with strong, large bodies that take up space. that are HEALTHY. they are not RESTRICTED or ladylike. they are free of the stillness/deadness that femininity demands. no corsets. no (aesthetic) thinness. no hourglass bodies for gawking. women's sports screams to society "we are fully human, not objects, not small men. we are not domestic dolls. we are hunters and foragers. fighters."

why do you think men are so vitriolic about it? why don't they want women in football? why don't they want it televized? why do they keep harassing female basketball players? why do they insist on dressing women in sexualized uniforms? why do they now make it taboo to exculde men from women's sports?

i firmly believe it's because women's sports tears patriarchal gender ideology apart so effortlessly. it completely spits in the face of patriarchal political propaganda and shows how null it is. it forces all of us to view women as full, as the beginning of human excellence, as central to human history. not as decorative sexual objects, no matter how men want us to be.

that's why there's so much aggression and derision when it comes to women's sports from men. because women's sports destroys the idea of femininity and depicts women as non-derivative. women must be monsters and cannot afford to play into the childlikeness that femininity demands. the arena of sports forces us to focus on women's physical performance rather than appearance. their strength rather than how attractive they are. their skill and strategy. their humanity. it is a form of entertainment where all female roles are agentive and active rather than passive.

women's sports events are also hotbeds for female and lgb solidarity like you have no idea!

y'all need to start watching women's sports. not only because it is exciting, but it deprograms the patriarchal bullshit out of you so fast. you realize how much is possible. how much we can all achieve right now.

[quodekash]

im exhausted and also sick but ive got tea to drink and hidden agenda to watch, SO LET'S DO IT

(ive seen minor spoilers and im so freaking excited for jengpok holy hell)

YEEE ONE OF MY FAVOURITE TROPES

also: adrienette-core

also also: boyfriend behaviour

AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED

ANOTHER BLESSED TROPE

GUFW4EGOJLBKDGS

YES

YES YES YES YES YES

OH YES

HE'S HERE

WHICH MEANS POK PROBABLY ISNT FAR BEHIND

OH YES YES YES

pfft no lmao, his cousin is sharing a room with his own boyfriend

HE KNOWS

YES YES YES YES YES

FAMILIAL GAYDARS

YES

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES

ow my hands hurt, I clapped really hard at that

HOLY FREAKING HELL

YES

I KNEW IT

I THINK WE ALL KNEW IT BUT HOLY HELL YES

IM GONNA START CRYING SOON BUT FOR NOW I FEEL THE POWER AND STRENGTH OF ULTIMATE VICTORY

THIS IS MAKING ME SO HAPPY IM LOSING MY MIND AAAAA

FRICK FRICK FRICK FRICK FRICK I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

AAAAAAA

im okay im okay im okay im okay FRICK IM NOT OKAY IM ABOUT TO CRY

bro if you dont want to keep bonking your head then like... idk, make out with joke or smth (PLEASE I JUST WANT THEM TO KISS)

AND JOKE'S TENDER LOOK IM DYING

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

VEJDKSGBVRD

LOOK AT THEM

LOOK AT THEM

THIS IS EVERYTHING I HOPED FOR

GUOERGJHDGBOUPVERJBFD

gaydars be going insane rn

I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCH

the brothers (cousins?? still have no clue) bickering and their boyfriends off to the side grinning and laughing

ive been resisting saying it too much this episode but I can't help it, bOYFRIEND BEHAVIOUR

unpopular opinion: I think they should kiss

OH NOOOOO

THIS IS BAD

THIS IS VERY VERY BAD

THIS IS REALLY BAD

(they just can't get my nose right)

(sorry, it's not the time for quoting tangled)

THATS SO CUTE OH MY GOODNESS

the new and improved teletubbie sun baby

his pure confusion is so valid here lmao

I KNEW HE WAS ABOUT TO SAY A CHEESY LINE

I LOVE IT

...I want to say I smell merch but im too taken aback by the sunflower thing

they- are they- so joongdunk's characters will always be My Sunflower Boys??

im definitely not about to cry about this. frick.

can they please just kiss

H A N D S.

HANDS

HANDS HANDS HANDS

im so lacking in words rn, my brain is broken

all I can say is HANDS

THEY

THE

HANDS

KISS. PLEASE.

oh ew

freakin straight football guys

so tALK TO HIM ABOUT IT

SPEAKETH THY FEELINGS

THOU GUMNUT

I think it's unfair how beautiful joong's singing is

also they should kiss

OH MY GOODNESS OH MY GOODNESS OH MY GOODNESS OH MY GOODNESS

HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP

OH MY FREAKING GOODNESS OH MY FREAKING GOODNESS FRICK FRICK FRICK FRICK FRICK THEY DID IT THEY ACTUALLY FINALLY OH MY GOODNESS HELPPPPP

WHAT THE HELLLLLL

WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL

I can only imagine what's going through joke's mind right now holy hell HOLY HELL

THEY KISSED

THEY ACTUALLY KISSED

LIKE FULLY

HOLY FREAKING HELL

TOOK THEM FREAKING LONG ENOUGH

HOLY HELL HOLY HELL IM NOT OKAY IM NOT OKAY

prepare for a lot of boyfriend behaviour next episode holy hell

okay, well. that was a journey. um.

im not fine. im not okay. im surprised more tears weren't shed. frick.

THEY KISSED

frick

[yostresswritinggirl]

I GOT AN ANGST IDEA, super, super aNGST.

I just read you Tighnari x reader x Cyno! And read some sad fic's... and Tokyo Rev but that's besides the point— How about reader that's not YET on a relationship with both boys and they (Cyno and Tighnari are in a relationship) have feelings for reader! They want to include her as well but reader hides their emotion's really well, they know her because she's always "happy" and helps everyone around them but her eyes look dull (with no life) and just hangs out with both of them but—

Reader is tired? As in mentally exhausted and just wants to end it all because some dark past came to her? (It could be a trauma that's get her on that state)

Nobody expected such a twist! Cyno and Tighnari watching as she almost jumps off a cliff and ask them to let her hand go so she could finally rest— ABSJSBS IM SORRY? I BLAME THE FANFIC I JUST READ— Also I want to suffer, they're not Cyno and Tighnari angst fic's—Ejem, if you feel merciful— Probably a sappy ending or something? I would leave that at your imagination of what happens at the cliff—

Anon—🖤 Bali

Ah, next time make sure to add trigger warnings to your asks please! Since I can't really add one before your ask, just to protect everyone reading (including me) pls and thankies

Tw: please read on your own discretion, tho the word itself isn't mentioned

This actually reminded me of the Tighnari series I've been following (also has unalive themes) and a Tighnari fic in my head that also has the same theme that I definitely won't write-

And anon Bali(?, Cuz I know this isn't the actual 🖤 anon we already have), I get what you're trying to put down but I want to raise a better point

What if this was AFTER they broke up instead? Ohhh spicier and more heartbreaking, the guilt of it all and the fear on their end after realizing that they may have had a hand on why their ex is acting like this, while the reader couldn't be bothered to comfort them back

Tighnari finding them on the cliff near where their favorite spot when they were still poly, sadly smiling at seeing them still attached to the place, until they jumped - and he rushes in to grab their hand, but they were too heavy because of their adventuring bag they won't let go no matter how much Tighnari begged.

Tighnari is shouting for help, getting more frantic at this point as his strength is starting to slip and that's when Cyno heard his call and rushed over to help. Quickly pulling them up, one of them takes the bag (it's SUPER heavy) to look inside, seeing that it was actually all the mementos they had when they were all still together. Their ex planned to jump off with the items they loved.

While the other, most likely Tighnari, pins them down to stop them from trying again as he shouts at them for being so stupid, so reckless, what the fuck was that stunt you pulled?! Why didn't you listen to him?! He was crying without even realizing, eventually realizing the implications the more he calls them out.

They still love them, of course, it's not easy to move on from someone you loved for so long and so genuinely. But that doesn't mean they want you gone just because you're not together anymore. It's not gonna be a cake walk back to the relationship, be real, but it depends on why they even broke up in the first place.

With the Matra and the forest rangers tasked to look out for their ex, the two took their time to help them back to living healthily again. Back to normal, as normal as things could be. When the reader does commissions outside of Sumeru, they were always antsy and paranoid that you'd have done it, and the wait is always terrifying that they can barely function in their work.

It's always a relief to see their ex back and alive even if they promptly shove away their positive looks and go straight to Katheryne like nothing happened. I also can't think of the ending cuz I want to leave that for interpretation aaaaaa

[sugasshaay]

baking with meian please

Leafy you waited fucking years for this I AM SO SORRY I dont even know what happened i just suddenly had no motivation to even open my drafts bruh 😭😭 I genuinely hope you like this because I feel like its too casual

Character(s): meian shugo

Type: fluff imagine.

Warnings: food

If im being honest, meian feels like he's a good cook but isn't the best at baking, Idk he just has that vibe. He's a great cook and his food tastes so, so good but somehow whenever he bakes he just has to get something wrong. Either he burns whatever he's baking, adds too much of an ingredient, add too little- or even forget a whole ingredient.

But that doesn't mean he would say no to baking, especially with you. He can't say no to you, when you come to him all of the sudden one night asking him if you two can bake cupcakes with him even tho you know damn well he's a shitty Baker. Yeah, he did hesitate but with that look you give him he just cannot say no. Who's he to say no to you anyways?

━━━━━━

"Are you sure about this? You do know what happens whenever I-" you shut him up by putting a strawberry in his mouth. "I told you, I have the recipe and all the ingredients. And I watched two tutorials on YouTube! Im very sure this would go well." He swallowed the strawberry and nodded slowly.

"Alright! Put creaming butter and sugar in this mixing bowl and mix it till it's fluffy" You pushed a clear mixing bowl infront of him with the whisk inside. "Cool, uhm so how much do I put for each?" He asked you while you were busy washing strawberries You stop mid way and look at him, clearly not knowing. "Uhhhh... eyeball it?" You told him, your lips curving into an awkward wobbly smile. "______, we are gonna fuck it up." He said still looking at you. You turned your head quickly, and got back to cutting the strawberries. "No we won't! Its not my problem they didn't tell me how much. Plus, I'm sure this will turn out good just trust me."

"Is this enough?" He asks you, mixing with the whisk slowly "yeah that's good! Put 250g of flour, 4 eggs and 4 tablespoons of milk and a pinch of salt and whisk all of those until its smooth-" "can't you do it? I'm scared I'll mess something up.." he cut you up before you could finish. "I can't, I'm busy cutting up the strawberries. I'm very sure you can do it by yourself"

Around ten minutes later you hear him huff beside you. "I can't keep doing this my arm hurts so much!" You look at him and chuckle. "What happened to the years of volleyball?" You look back at the strawberries you were still cutting and smiling as he huffed again. "That's different!" You laugh at him, after you calmed down a bit you suggested to do the mixing while he cuts strawberries.

"Im finally done god that took a lot of strength." You sighed slowly looking at the bowl infront of you. "Can you get me the muffin tins please?" He nodded quickly and start running around the kitchen looking for muffin tins and paper cases. After those were found you took a spoon and started to divide the mixture between the paper cases making sure you to get an even amount in each case. Of course, meian took the opportunity to hug you from behind. Not really doing anything just watching and being a huge personal walking blanket. After you were done you let him put the cut strawberries in the middle of the cupcake mixture.

When everything was done it was time to put the two muffin tins in the oven to bake.

After 15 minutes you took the tins put revealing the cupcakes (ofc he was thanking God they didn't come out pitch black). You put them aside to cool down and running back to the show you were watching, meian following you smiling.

See you next time.

[angeltrapz]

HIIIII BESTIE I SAW YR TAGS N I GOTTA. I GOTTA HEAR THE DEETS ON ALISON/JILL!!!!!!!!!! fr tho dish abt that!!! im intrigued n yr takes on SAW characters r always So Correct 💗💗

OOGH I'M SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO REPLY TO THIS BUT. OK OK OK ALISON/JILL

I wanna start by saying that this concept isn't one I've done The Most thinking for but it lives in my head rent-free so!! I am gnna try my best!!

HONESTLY I am not even sure how they'd meet. I know I said the same of Alison/Tracy/Daniel, but one route I entertain is them meeting through a Jigsaw survivor support group. If they do meet this way, I think it would only happen after John's death, because Jill would have been outed as his ex-wife to the Entire World basically, and God knows she deserves some support for everything that man put her through, both throughout their marriage and his most recent actions. I think Alison would definitely be sympathetic - she can't imagine how horrific it'd be to find out that someone she loved so dearly at one point could be capable of such terrible things, and she gets the feeling that no one's ever really offered Jill any sympathy/compassion/understanding, so she's determined to be the first, because lord knows this woman deserves it.

Like Tracy, I think Alison and Jill find that they have a lot more in common than previously thought (though obviously Lawrence is not as bad as John - at least, as far as Alison knows), and they're able to bond through their experiences + the unfortunate circumstance of having encountered such a terrible, awful person. I think, at least at first, Jill would Definitely feel bad about what John had put Alison + her family through, because regardless of how long they've been divorced, John was still her husband once. She had loved him at one point. I think it's all very difficult for Jill to comprehend/process because how do you come to terms with the fact that your ex-husband is a sadistic serial killer playing games with people's lives because he's got a nasty god complex? It's unfathomable. And I think that's where Alison comes in.

Firstly I think she'd make it clear to Jill that she doesn't blame her for what happened, because she had no idea he'd even be capable of doing something like that (or, if you want to go off of canon, that he'd continue doing it after Cecil/Amanda - it's very murky as to how much Jill knows aside from those two until John's death), and she tries to make it clear that Jill shouldn't blame herself either. Maybe it's because I feel Alison is a very compassionate person, but I don't think she'd hold that against Jill. This woman is just as much a victim of that man as she is - just with different circumstances.

Anyway! I Also think of Jill as someone who is incredibly compassionate and kindhearted, and I think Alison would admire that; after the whole "Jill Tuck Is Jigsaw's Ex-Wife" debacle, I think she'd really respect that Jill still has the strength to be kind in a world that is very much unkind to her. More than that, though, what Alison admires is Jill's passion in helping people; she works with people that society has largely turned their backs on, and no matter how she is treated in return/no matter the things people say about her, she still runs her clinic and carries on, because that is what she wants to do. All she wants to do is help people. Alison has effectively seen the worst people can be, and here is Jill in the midst of it all, still kind despite what she's been through. Still wanting to help despite the evil she's seen. That strikes a chord with Alison, because if anyone would have the right to hate people after that, it'd be Jill - but she doesn't.

I think it's a very gradual thing, their relationship. They start meeting for coffee every week, occasionally going out to get breakfast or lunch or dinner, what have you; sometimes Jill spends the night at Alison's, just talking over dinner and glasses of wine, watching unfunny TV shows that become funny because they're watching them together and ripping into them (I HC them as having very similar dry, sarcastic senses of humour with a touch of dark - after what they've been through that's not a surprise). Alison will do the same every now and then, typically when Diana is with Lawrence, and it's easy. It's good. They're both so comfortable with each other; neither of them sleep on the couch at each other's place. They share the bed, share space and stories and laughter. They kind of slip into a romantic relationship without either of them noticing until one night, they're lying in bed together, Alison's head on Jill's chest while Jill combs her fingers through her hair, and Alison realizes, oh. This is something deeper. This is love. And above her, Jill is ending up at the same conclusion, and it's just... this tremendous wave of feeling, because neither of them really expected to find that again.

So it's easy for Alison to lift her head, tilt it just a bit, and kiss Jill. It's easy for Jill to kiss back, to rest a hand on Alison's upper arm while the other tentatively works into the other woman's hair, cupping the back of her skull. It's easy when they pull apart and laugh and dive right back in, because now that they've made it over that hurdle, falling into it is easy as anything.

After that, the change is immediately apparent - they never go very long without touching each other, always kissing and smiling, very much the honeymoon phase, though they're still very much affectionate once that phase passes. By now I think Alison has introduced Diana to Jill, and after some additional time just in case, I think Alison is ready to introduce her to Diana as her girlfriend - which Diana is very happy about! I just think she'd want her mom to be happy, even if it wouldn't be with Lawrence, and I think she'd be 100% supportive of the two of them. For Jill that means the world to her, partially because she's obviously already fond of Diana, but also because... she never got to know Gideon. She doesn't view Diana as a replacement or anything like that, no one can replace her baby boy, but it does heal something deep down inside Jill a little bit to have this little girl be so fond of her/accept her as her mother's partner. It's good all around.

I do have to say that, upon watching the tape John had left for her, if Jill decided to accept the task he'd given her (testing Hoffman), then that would definitely create problems. I mentioned this in regards to Logan/David and also Lawrence/Adam, but I don't think Alison would take too kindly to Jill fulfilling Any of John's wishes whatsoever. Not after what he'd put them both through, not after what he'd done to countless others, even if it was to supposedly "right a wrong." (All I've ever thought abt is like. John's always like "if you understand human nature, nothing is left to chance," so he HAD to have known Hoffman would try to kill Jill - which would mean that John DIDN'T CARE. I hate this man so fucking much.) In this scenario, I find it very unlikely that Alison would want to stay with Jill, especially given that getting involved with Hoffman is very, very dangerous. So, again, I'd have to say that this ship would mostly occur in an AU where Jill just. Said "fuck that" to John's tape,,

However, if we are going the route of Jill basically ignoring John's tape, I think Alison & Jill are really happy to have found someone who can understand them so well, someone who makes them incredibly happy, which is something I think both of them have struggled to imagine they'd ever find again. I think it's a very healthy, very mutual relationship, both of them able to help the other heal and cope with everything they've been through. I love them + need to work out the finer details more but I'm honestly rlly fond of this ship <33

[shyrose57]

Brothers anon, it makes me really happy and comforts me that you enjoy reading what I submit. It makes me really happy to write all of this and finally be able to tell someone my ideas. Thank you so much.

At first he kept trying to deny the father figure role, but when one night Jackie had a nightmare and came to him and ended up calling him dad, he stopped denying it and accepted it. And once he accepted it he did basically adopt all of them. Jackie and Grievous are literally chaos incarnate most days. They regularly love to prank the contestants and just act insane. Ran and Jackie just kind of hang around eachother, like Ran could be reading and Jackie training and they'd enjoy eachothers company. They do sometimes nap next to eachother, or play card games (which is a rare instance where Ran gets (playfully) rilled up and competitive). Grievous and Ran bonding sadly gets interrupted when Ranbob suddenly drops in, but before that Grievous would try to talk to Ran about what book he's reading and just try to make conversation with him.

Oh the height difference definitely remains. And its both terrifying and hailours to new people. It's even better when it's a 2v2 fight because Jackie has a habit of just climbing Ran like a monkey gym and sitting on his shoulders and its terrifying.

Well, since the drinking age is 3, I personally think the age limit is like 14 or something close. I believe I made their ages as Ran is 19 (almost 20. Maybe 4 months away), Jackie is 16, Watson is 30 something, Grievous is 22, and Ranbob is 28 (Ran is younger than his brother by 9 years) I have written down all their ages somewhere (and the ages where the events of Mizu took place) and if I got any wrong I will submit another ask with their ages. The other gladiators have managed to keep good relationships with most of eachother. A few like Grievous and Genevieve are close, Edward, Levi, and Watson are drinking buddies. Lagguis sadly isn't as involved cause he is sick and can't vist often at all. (I think I got everyone. Tell me if I missed anyone please, I cant check cause whenever I exit tumblr, tumblr deletes everything in my ask :') )

I dont have many rules for the Pit rn but I do have, no injuries that could cause long term or chronic damage, no sabotaging opponents, no teaming unless its a team round, no blackmail or anything of the sort to force an opponent to forfeit, and in order for a battle to end due to forfeit both sides must agree to it. But the Pit in general is a lot of things, there's fights for money, fame, and positions (like general). There's tournaments meant for nothing other than to show skill and just to fight your heart out. It's open to anyone above 14 and anyone under 80, to people from Subbin to those just passing through.

And there are different battles in the Pit, theres singles, the ones we saw in the Tales of the SMP episode. Teams, where teams of 2 battles against eachother. Free-for-all, where literally everyone fights against eachother. And Ion battles, battles where there are super powered weapons (like flame 2 iron sword. Or strength 3 potions) that spawn in the area at random. Typically Ran and Watson work best toghere, as their strategists and plan everything with back up plans, and they always call out warnings and watch eachothers back so its incredibly hard to actually hit them. And Jackie and Grievous work best toghere, with the two going insane and often taking people by surprise with their unmeasure and randomized movements and attacks.

At the start Ranbob was completely under Dreams thrall, not being able to really think for himself and even foregoing self care. When Ranbob starts to become himself again the fishermen are more than confused and hesitant, with Cletus especially stating multiple times that it may just be a trick. So it takes a while but Isaac actually is the one to suggest maybe it isn't a trick, and has to do with the mask that was found. This is later confirmed when the mask is brought to the group and Ranbob has a massive negative reaction that sets him back to how he was when they first met him.

Im honestly not sure yet, I think I want it to be a 'lets never go back' type thing but im not positive yet.

I dont have a solid backstory for the fishermen, but I know I want a little bit of it to tie to the story. Do you have any ideas for their backstory or nah? I do know I want them to have met eachother while they where in unfortunate situations and because of those they got family level close.

Ranbob doesn't take the little space well at first; staying outside when able too, even though that really upset Benjamin; and Ranbob has no idea how the outside works and has no idea how to read the weather or what he can and cant eat, but hey the enderman boi is trying his best to make up for everything he's done. And trying to build his own house to not impose on the fishermen (much like Ranboo did with Techno), but Benjamin wouldn't accept that and kept dragging him inside. It wasn't that hard for Benjamin, Isaac, and Charles to get used to Ranbob, already being used to sharing a small house, it was more Cletus with him refusing to leave Ranbob alone even for a second because he doesn't trust Ranbob at all.

The two groups actually get along surprisingly well! They like eachother and Watson once said, "It was like a family reunion. Or like long lost siblings finally found their way home."

I am once again not sure! Originally I planned for them to stay in Subbin and in the Pit. But the more I think about it the more boring that is and more I like the idea of the groups traveling toghere in the world.

I like this question! So enderman travel in groups called hauntings right? I personally headcanon the enderman in this group are basically family, biological or not. And ever since Ran and Ranbob lost their family they lost their haunting, which can be mentally damaging to a enderman. Once Ran found Waston, Jackie, and Grievous and started hanging around them more, he started feeling a connection ot them he hasn't felt on a long time. He's claimed them, as his haunting, his family. And he'll defend them with his life against anyone and anything. And then suddenly Ranbob came in, a enderman that should be part of his haunting but isn't, a enderman that killed his previous haunting. So Ran is incredibly defensive over his group, and is trying his best to keep Ranbob as far from his haunting as possible, to protect them.

Now Ranbob also got a haunting, his being Charles, Isaac, Benjamin, and even Cletus. So Ranbob is also defensive over his family. But unlike Ran, Ranbob still considers his brother as part of his haunting, his family (and yes, Ranbob did think Ran was dead when he first chased him out years ago, so he's shocked and relieved that his baby brother is still alive). And he sees how his family gets along so well with Rans family and then starts to even consider Rans haunting part of Ranbob's. Basically Ranbob has a big heart and is willing to accept almost anyone into his family, no matter what they've done.

Yep, the reason Porkius is so interested in Ran is because he's an enderman hybrid. And no one else is a hybrid expect for the two brothers (and Porkius, with him being a piglin hybrid).

Porkius is excited! He's excited to see what happens and is more than happy to agree to help as long as he is kept in the loop. Though unless he's directly asked to be involved he prefers watching from a distance at whats happening. Just so he doesn't get mauled by a pissed off enderman.

Sorry for any spelling mistakes (its late) and its so long! Im probably going to try to shorten them.

I’m glad you’re happy, it’s a nice thing to feel. Your ideas are really cool, and I hope I’ll get to see more of them in the future.

Now, can I simply say how adorable so much of this is? Jackie going to Watson when he had a nightmare, the Rans being protective of their groups, Jackie climbing Ran? I love that, it’s very heartwarming and cute, and it made me smile.

So Watson wasn’t really sure what to do with his new title at first, hm? And then Jackie called him dad? How’d he feel about that? How’d Jackie feel about the slip? Or did he even notice? He’s parenting them all, he’s gonna have a dad voice and everything. How do the adopted ones feel about him embracing it?

Jackie and Grievous, two people to truly fear when they wish to cause havoc. Tremble before them. Do they prank people, or do they just become absolute madmen on the battlefield? Or something else. Honestly, anything with these two just instantly makes me amused. 

Jackie and Ran being chill buddies. very nice. Ran getting competitive over card games is a funny thought. Does he win often? Does Jackie? What kind of card games do they play?

Rather sad Ran and Grievous bonding is interrupted, but it’s nice to hear Grievous trying it. Hopefully they’ll get there someday. 

Oh my god, it’s the height difference. Jackie getting on Ran’s shoulder sounds absolutely terrifying. Imagine being some poor new guy pitted against these gremlins and the short ones climbs on the tall ones shoulder-both look absolutely gleeful with the destruction they’re about to wreak, and you already know you cannot outrun them. 

Jackie...Jackie...he’s da youngest. He’s small, and young, and you have no idea how much I’m laughing at this. I don’t even know why, it’s just really, really funny to me. Probably something to do with what a complete force of chaos we all know this boy is. Oddly fitting, but hilarious. How does Jackie feel about this? 

How do the others? Are they a bit more protective over him? Does Ran like to flaunt his three years more over him? 

Grievous and Genevieve are buddies! Very nice, they seem to have a good dynamic. Watson, Edward, and Levi also being close? Very interesting, has a lot of potential. I bet they share a lot of funny stories.

So we’ve established the basics of The Pit. Doesn’t seem too bad, for a fighting arena, to be honest. Seems pretty popular, actually. Do the gladiators live there? In the palace? Or do they just have a house somewhere nearby? What kind of establishments and areas are around? Food places, stores? 

So Ran and Watson are the scariest team because of their strategy, and Jackie and Grievous are the scariest team because of their randomness? It checks out. I’m curious though, how do the other combinations work out?

Ranbob sounds like he has a less than fun time here, and the poor guy could really use some closure. What’s he like, free from the influence of the mask? He seems pretty close to Benjamin, so at least he’s got that going for him. Though he and Cletus don’t seem to have the strongest bond at first. How is that resolved?

And how does Ran feel about his brother’s new haunting, after everything? I imagine that he’s at least a little bit unhappy with it, for one reason or another-and there’s quite a few reasons for him to pick from.

How did that house-building attempt go, between Ran never being above water, and probably never building a house before? I can’t imagine too well.

Some ideas for backstory, well, hm. Isaac seemed dressed a bit fancier than the others, perhaps he comes from a richer family than the others? That’s about all I’ve got for now, sorry. 

It’s nice to hear they got along, who clicks the easiest?

Possible road trip? Always fun.

So, the enderman hybrids have adopted their respective groups as their hauntings. You’ve mentioned Ranbob’s pretty cool with this, how does Ran feel? Obviously, he’s less than pleased with Ranbob, but what about the fishermen? Protective Ran and Ranbob! How protective exactly? Is it subtle, or overbearing at times? Actually, how do their instincts lead to them interacting with their groups overall?

Porkius must not see Ender hybrids too often, if he’s so interested in them. It’s nice that he’s willing to help out though, and his concern is valid. I wouldn’t want an angry enderman hybrid after me either. 

Are hybrids not overly common, then, if there’s only Ran, Ranbob, and Porkius around currently, or are they just not mentioned a lot?

Thanks for the ask, a lot of it made me smile. I enjoyed reading it, and I hope you’ll be willing to send more when you have the time.

[missyslittlepet]

((Requested - Lil bit of the ol' Heartman smut 😏. Soooo im going to start with an apology lmao. I'm awful at writing smut and I don't usually do it, however, someone has to. I think we can ALL agree that we want some nsfw Heartman content. I assumed the person who requested was a girl but if not I'm so sorry and I hope can read around parts that dont apply. Enjoy you horny bunch! 😉👍🏻💙))

Well You've Certainly Caught Me With My Pants Down...

"These are a set of packages that were delivered in the early hours of the morning. I would be very grateful if you could pack them away for me while I attend to other matters. The contents within are imperative to my research and I ask that you handle them with the upmost care." Heartman gestured to the pile of packages by his feet.

"Of course, when have I ever not taken care with your orders? What matters need attending to today then?" You questioned him picking up two of the parcels.

"Oh the usual..." Heartman smiled.

You remained silent waiting for an actual response.

"Data logging, image processing, research analysis..." A faint blush had started to cover his cheeks and he shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other. He finally cleared his throat after a long pause before continuing.

"I won't keep you with the boring details, you have a lot of work to do; as do I. I will be in my room although I doubt you will need my help. It should take you longer than the nineteen minutes I have remaining so I will see you after I return from the beach yet again." With a quick nod he left swiftly, the door shutting behind him automatically.

Your eyes narrowed in suspicion, what on earth was all of that about and why was he in a rush to get away? You watched the door for a few more seconds before shrugging it off and decided it was just Heartman being Heartman.

Your brows furrowed slightly as you looked at the deliveries. The containers were immaculate considering the hike needed through the mountains to get to the lab. No rust, no scratches... very strange. You grabbed the smallest package first. The microchips inside were destroyed completely despite the perfect condition of their container. You placed them aside not looking forward to what you would find in the rest of them. One after another were filled with destroyed items, incorrect orders and some were straight up empty.

"You've got to be joking." You laughed angrily.

The porters knew how irreplaceable these items were, that's why you requested the best porters available. You huffed and threw the final empty container aside. Heartman was not going to be happy about this.

You quickly made your way to his room in order to break the news to him.

You made it to his door and started explaining the situation as the doors slid open.

"You'll never guess what! Some idiot has sprayed the containers with repair! Everything inside is either destroyed or missing. Why do they even both-" You stopped dead in your tracks. His bed was in direct view of the doorway and there lay Heartman on top of it. One hand grasped the bed sheets, his knuckles white from the strength behind the grip. His mouth was open in what would have been a moan as his other hand frantically stroked his hard cock.

Heartman's eyes grew wide as he froze like a deer caught in the headlights. There was a tense silence for what seemed like forever, neither of you quite knowing what to do. It was him who finally moved to cover himself with a pillow. His face was bright red and he struggled to make eye contact with you. Your mouth still hung open as you tried to get your body to function again. You knew you should run out the room but your legs just wouldn't cooperate.

Heartman's voice was shakey when he finally spoke up.

"Well, you've certainly caught me with my pants down." He forced a laugh and the sound of it snapped you out of your daze. He pushed himself up and swung his legs over the edge of his bed making sure to keep the pillow secure against himself. Then his rambling began

"I'm so sorry you had to see this, I never intended for this to happen. Just with my condition its so hard to... it has just been so long and I- I thought you would be busy with the packages! I never thought that- I can't imagine how traumatic this mus-" He fell silent.

Sometime during his ramblings your feet had carried you to his bedside. You stood over him now and he looked up at you with uncertainty. Something about the way his face had looked caught up in pleasure and the way he had unbuttoned more of his shirt than he normally would stirred something within you. He was attractive on the average day but now... after seeing what you had just seen... you couldn't stop yourself.

You slowly leant down and pressed your lips to his. His eyes went wide for a second before he slowly kissed you back. Cushion forgotten, his hands found your waist tugging you down so you were sat in his lap. You could feel him grow harder against your thigh and it spurred you on. You continued to kiss and nip his lips while your fingers raked through his hair and clung to his half unbuttoned shirt.

Heartman's AED beeped frantically as his heart pounded.

"Ten minutes until Cardiac Arrest."

You pulled back from his lips and pressed your forehead against his.

"We only have ten minutes." You panted as you looked at him. His glasses were knocked askew and his lips were red and swollen.

"That's all I need." He growled quickly flipping you over so he was on top of you. Gone was the awkward nerd you had come to know. He quickly slipped the AED from his body and lay it next to the pair of you on the bed.

His lips found their way to your neck while his hands frantically fumbled with the buttons on your shirt and jeans. When you were finally rid of your clothing he pulled back to admire you. The lustful glint in his eyes softened slightly and he reminded you more of the Heartman you knew.

"You are the most beautiful thing in this world (f/n)." His hand slowly ran over your chest stopping to allow his thumb to brush over your nipple.

The small gesture made you moan louder than you had expected making you blush. You arched your back pushing yourself against his hand. He took the hint and cupped your breast in his hand, massaging it gently. He would have done that all day if he could but the beeping of his AED and the rhythmic throbbing of his cock reminded him of the lack of time the pair of you had.

His fingers trailed down quickly to the warmth between your legs. He chuckled quietly at how wet you had become. Without much warning he aligned himself with your entrance and pushed himself inside with one quick thrust. You yelped and clung to his shirt, pulling him down so you could kiss him passionately. Heartman groaned at the feeling. It had been so long since he had last done this and the pleasure he was feeling was so overwhelming. He could have finish there and then but he wanted to make the most of what little time the pair of you had. You weren't given any time to adjust before he began thrusting as hard and as fast as he could. He buried his face into the crook of your neck allowing him to suck on the sensitive flesh there.

Your nails dug into the skin of his back as he pounded into you. His heavy breathing and moaning in your ear pushed you closer to the edge. You'd be lying if you said you hadn't fantasised about this. He was a catch and his dorky charm was endearing. You didn't think he would be quite this rough but you loved it.

"Five minutes until cardiac arrest."

Heartman frowned and waved his hand muting the device.

"(F/n) I'm so close." He groaned pushing himself up to look down at you.

One of his hands reached between your bodies and rubbed small circles over your clit making your whole body shake.

"Please don't stop!" You moaned moving your hips in time with him.

The added motion pushed him closer and his thrusts became erratic as he chased after his release.

It wasn't long before the two of you reached your climax together.

With a final moan he finally collapsed on top of you panting heavily. You instinctively wrapped your arms gently around him as he caught his breath.

Once he pulled out he lay next to you, making sure the AED didnt fall off the side of the bed in the process.

"That was... wow. Thank you." Heartman chuckled pulling you into his chest. "I forgot how good that could feel."

"I'm glad that I barged in now, you used to do that a lot with me in the other room?." You grinned tracing patterns over his skin.

"I wouldn't say a lot... but there has been occasions. " He laughed pressing his lips to your forehead.

There was a few moments of bliss before you felt him stiffen up. He sat bolt upright eyes wide.

"The packages! You said they were destroyed?!" He shrieked in confusion.

Suddenly his machine flatlined and Heartman fell backwards lifeless against the bed. He really shouldn't mute his machine.

You couldn't help but laugh and prepare what you would say to him when he returned. Something told you that it would be a very strongly worded letter sent to the porters and, if you were lucky, another round of fun.

[shotos-kettle]

My dearest Friend.. (M)

Chapter one.

*Trigger waring: violence, rape(in further chapters) p.s.... im sorry for writing this but It just happened and I cant get the plot out of my head.

Based off the inspiration that this photo gave me.

'I'm not too sure when it all really started, maybe a few months after we started school together, but… Kaa-chan has always picked on me one way or another, whether for my intellect, my appearance or the fact that I was born a quirkless nobody…'

Pin pricks of ink dotted around in a general area of the journal as Midoriya ran a hand through his soft messy green locks, a long sigh slipping past his lips as he tried to go deeper into his thoughts, wanting to make his entry tonight mean something more than just mindless drabbles. 

'When we got into middle school it started turning into something more than just light teasing, maybe it was because Kaa-chan's body was changing inside so his brain really couldn't tell him it was wrong. Even though I really didn't mind the teasing. At the end of the same day he was still Kaa-chan to me and i was still Deku to him, that was fine right? That's how it was supposed to be between the two of us.'

"Midoriya! Everyone's already downstairs for dinner, are you coming out of your room or not?" 

Setting his pen down for a moment Midoriya turned to look at Kirishima who had popped his head into the room, and with a smile on his face he nodded and gave him a small thumbs up. "I'll be down in just a minute, I'm just finishing up some homework that Sir Nighteye gave me during today's work study." 

He watched as Kirishima's face took on an unreadable expression for a moment before the fiery red head nodded and smiled before exiting. "Just don't take too much longer, Tsu made dinner tonight and you know how she gets when you skip her meals."

Midorya laughed slightly as he scratched at the nape of his neck. "Yeah yeah i know!" As he stared at the door waiting for a few moments his smile dropped as he thought back to the expression that had crossed over his friend's face for that brief moment, he could only imagine what the boy had been thinking. Turning back to his journal he picked his pen back up and let out a heavy sigh, pressing the tip into the paper to finish off his entry for the night.

'I don't really know how much longer kaa-chan is going to be like this towards me, whether this more aggressive side of him is just a phase or.. if he really does hate me for being picked by all might just like he said. I can never tell if he's being truthful or just saying something to get me off his case. Anyway, we are still friends, no matter what I know he still cares.. I can tell he cares, he just has a strange and unethical way of showing it.' 

He closed his journal and finally stood from his desk, taking a glance around the darkened room he gingerly slid the thin journal underneath his heavy mattress. "Alright, time to eat." He murmured to himself as he finally exited his room, taking careful and quiet steps down the stairs to the main hall where he knew everyone would be gathered. 

"I'm sorry if I'm late guys! I was almost done with my homework." Midoriya slid into one of the open seats and looked over at Tsu as she set a plate of food in front of him. "Thank you, it looks great as always Tsu!" He let the compliment roll off his tongue, a wave of an undesirable feeling washed through his nerves as he felt daggers digging into the back of his neck. He didn't have to turn around to know where it was coming from, he knew it was Bakugo, it was always Bakugo. No matter where he ventured, whether it was into the city or within the confines of their dorm house he was always there. 

His head lowered as he sank into his seat just a little bit more than usual. "Don't thank me Midoriya, I just wanted to make sure you got your dinner  too. I heard you have some training today with Mr. Aizawa." It was great that she cared, he enjoyed having friends around him that would care for his well being since gods knew he wouldn't do it himself. Even his mother, Inko would always call him once she knew he was out of class just to make sure he hadn't skipped lunch that day. Bless her heart, she was always so concerned about him and it was a good thing too. 

He had to admit, if it weren't for Uraraka and Tsuyu he didn't think he would be able to keep up his strength as well as he had been on his own.  "Yeah.. but still Tsu, thank you. I'll enjoy every bit of it!" 

As he went to take the first bite of his breakfast a wad of paper landed on his plate, the snickering from behind him caused a shiver to run down his spine. He squirmed uncomfortably in his seat as he set the paper aside and picked up his plate, slowly standing. "I think I'm going to eat on the porch this morning.." he whispered solemnly as he lowered his head, attempting to scoot past the grumpy blonde. But the second his foot caught on something he landed face first into his plate of food, eyes scrunched  to not get anything in them. 

"Watch where you're going you damn nerd." Bakugo hissed as he knocked his foot into Midoriya's side, just barely missing his hip bone. It was on purpose, and Midoriya knew that… Everything Bakugou did to him was never unintentional, and it hurt. He quietly pushed himself up off the floor, leaving his ruined plate as he rushed out of the common room and into the nearest bathroom, heart pounding as the tears that threatened to spill over just kept building up. He slammed the door shut behind him and pressed his back against it, trying to clear the food away from his eyes so he could open them.

It wasn't an issue of the torture that Bakugou always put him through, no that wasnt why he high tailed it out of there. There was something so much worse going on that pressed further into his mind. Something he would never let come to light. It was painful, to have someone who he considered to be his childhood best friend treat him in such a manner, to bring these feelings forward, and it was even worse to admit to himself that he enjoyed the pain that Bakugou put him through. Though he had to admit it, even if just to himself…

The lock clicked behind him as he pushed away from the door, refusing to look at himself through the mirror as he turned the sink on, beginning to wash the wasted food off his skin. Some of it burned, having been fresh off the stove. Tsuyu must have kept it hot for him while he had been finishing his journal entry for the night. When he finally lifted his head to meet his own eyes he simply stood there, staring back at his own reflection.  He felt like a failure, couldn't even stand up so someone he considered a friend despite everything they had done to him over the last few years, but how could he? When the same pain inflicted upon him by that very friend brought him so much sickening joy.

He brought a hand down to press over his now bruised hip, hissing as his fingers dug into the area. Lifting his shirt he examined the blotches of purple and yellow that were blossoming against his skin, his eyes slowly drifting to the tent that had formed in his shorts and a heavy hearted breath left his lips. 'Why am I this way?' He began to think to himself as he rid himself of his clothes, stepping into the tub as he started to let the water fill up. Sinking down to his knees once the scalding water began to rise. 'I can't stop it anymore, why does this keep happening? Why him of all people?' 

Midoriya's mind was far too flooded to think rationally as he clasped his fingers around his growing erection, a needy breath leaving his lips as he squeezed the base of his cock. The water that continued to lick as his thighs only egged his arousal on further, his eyes fluttering closed as he leaned back, propping himself against the back of the tub, one leg pressed against the side of the porcelain that framed his body. His hips rocked in time with his strokes, jaw taught to keep himself quiet as his head tipped back against the wall behind him.

His free hand slipped down between his legs, hips lifting as he pressed two slim digits past the tight ring of muscle and deep inside of himself. Wiggling down further into the tub as his back arched, one hand working desperately to stretch himself out and find that spot deep within his ass that would bring stars to his closed eyes. This is what he had become, a disgusting version of himself that got off on being bullied and beaten by one of his closest friends and he hated every second of it. There was something wrong with him, something within his mind had changed over the years and he wasn't sure when it had started but it did. 

A gasp left his lips as his climax finally hit, spurts of cum mixing with the water than now came up to his chest, he pulled his hands away and started to tear up again this time the tears spilled over and streamed down his cheeks, soft sobs and hiccups left him as he sat there in his own filthy water, fingers curling into his green locks. "I'm disgusting.. I'm so sorry Kaachan.." The words came out broken as he tried to speak through his own sobs. Bakugou could never find out about any of these feelings, it would surely mark the end of his life if he ever found out.

[jinxthequeergirl]

The New Hero on The Block ( pt. 3/?)

Peter Parker x reader ( Mentor! strange x student! reader)

Summary: you take matters into your own hands after the fire and set out to save a the city to the best of your abilitys catching the eye of a few people.

Warning: cursing

Sorry this took so long guys I haven't been feeling my Hashtag Best but im trying to get back into a writing grove so enjoy!

Also I hate writing action because it always turns out so much worse than what I imagined in my head but! I gave it a shot and this is a superhero story so.

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The convenent store wasn't to much help in your quest for finding a disguise.

There where quite a few avengers masks,spiderman masks and only a few left over from halloween. You sighed not liking anything you saw until your eyes landed on some goggles haphazardly placed on the bottom of the shelf. And an idea spring to your head.

"Sure this is it?"

You nodded at the cashier who eyes you supisously. "It-it really isn't what you think by the way." she raised an eyebrow as she scared the items. A pair of goggles, a bandanna, rope, a new back pack and a few other tools and items that with a single glance looked like the start to an awful crime. "Whatever you say." you smiled nervously and handed her the money.

Since the fire every night seemed colder. Which sounded like some weird movie line in your head but it was true maybe because just the thought of having your dad alive and knowing he was out there some where working made you feel comfortable and safe.

Now he was gone so it was a constant fear,glancing over the shoulder and now...

"Hey!" the gang of people you dropped down besides looked up at you. "What do you want!?"

"What I want isn't important...Now What I need is!" you pulled the baseball bat from your back pack and made your way to them.

"And imma need you guys to stop trying to Rob this place."

"What are you gonna do stop us?"

"If you won't yourself" one of them stood up and pointed a gun at you but you quickly swatted it from his hand with the bat and drove the handle of it into the other man's chest as he made his way behind you.

He stumbled doubling over but grabbed the bat and yanked it from you.

"What are you gonna do now?"

"Do you think i was stupid enough to bring one weapon!?"

The man frowned at you as you pulled your make shift grappaling hook from your belt. "Please that won't do sqwat." they circled around ready to attack. "That's what you think." you spun it in a loop in front of you quickly enough to set of the sling ring you attached to it.

"What the hell-" you spun around staging the newly open portal and catching all three men inside before yanking it shut. "Cool!" You smiled at yourself proudly.

You went on like that for a few months you handled little stuff you figured wouldn't hurt you enough so peter would start to notice when you got back. Besides the city already had a thousand other hero's defending it they just needed someone to look out for people like you.

Of course that was your initial plan.

Parker:

Are you going to be home tonight?

Parker:

C'mon (y/n) I'm worried about you!

Parker:

Please don't be of some where getting into trouble

Parker:

Come home tonight ok? Take a rest from doing whatever your doing please...

Parker:

Don't get hurt ok?

Your thumbs danced above the key bored once again. But instead shut your phone off completely and shoved it in your backpack. A troop of police cars raced down the street below you.

You followed them with your eyes noting the smoke coming from that place. "What the hell?.." you swung from the roof of the building you stood on and swung across to the next swinging along side a car and firmly planting your feet of the roof of the car. You pulled your baindana up over your noise and planted your goggles over your eyes. You rode the car until you got to your street corner swinging your grappling to the top of the building and swinging off the car and hoisting yourself to the top of the building.

Once you where firmly on the ledge you looked down at the remains of you home across from you frowning. Scowling actually. You wanted to find the men that man inside your apartment that night worked for. You wanted answers. But didn't have any solid things to work off. No evidence no witnesses. Nothing it was either nonexsistant or burnt to ash.

You watched now as men worked outside your building. Men who probably shouldn't have been. You opened a sling ring letting you step onto the building across the street next to the burned building.

"The distraction fire set!?"

"See the cops drive by!?" you looked up looking across the millions of roofs to see the smoke you spotted before with a light orange glow eminating from it.

"HEY!" you jumped thinking the voice called you out.

"Enough bikering get to work you know what I want now do it!"

The two men started climbing into the rubble as you attempted to look at the man who yelled at them.

He was hidden well in the shadow of the truck. You leaped through another sling ring portal landing on the other building.

The two men started sifting through the rubble looking for something. "Anything?"

One man shook his head in response. The man from the truck growled. And stepped out of it. "Move aside."

You gasped seeing one of your close friends father step out wearing a green suit with large metal wings attached. "Mr.Allen?..." his wings expanded and lifted him off the ground.

You groaned realising who he wlreally was.

"Fuck...ok..ok...HEY!"

You stood tall at the edge of the building gaining there attention trying to mask your voice.you where good friends with Liz and certain he would reconize you of you didn't "What do you think your doing!?"

"I could ask you the same thing kid."

"I asked you first?..." he looked down at his men and nodded to the truck. The both hurried to it and he flew over to you.

"Listen kid I've got a job to do I don't need you getting in the way so-"

You backed up off the edge on to the flat of the roof and heard something eletric charge up from below.

"We can do this the hard way or you can scram."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "Yea well...i don't see my self scaming MAN." you fell through a portal you conjured at your feet and pulled your baseball bat from your bag poping up behind him and slamming it into the side of his knees.

He hissed in pain and spun around smacking you with his wing. "Hard way it is!" He flew up above you and grabbed you with his talons attached to his shoes.

"Light her up boys!" your eyes widened in fear as the two men held up large not normal guns. You sneered and used all your strength to swing your legs above you to kick him but failed to reach.

His tailons dug into your arms restraining you from moving any more than you where. The fun lit up more as they aimed it at you. But just before they could pull the trigger someone kicked it from there hands. "You know you really shouldn't be playing with guns!" spiderman took out the two men and looked up at you.

You heard falcon growl as his talons realeased you. You fell into The rubble of the building below and falcon dove for spiderman. You sat up grabbing the sling ring and making a portal under spiderman sending him landing behind you. Flacon crashed into the truck.

"Wha! That's so cool how did you-" you looked at him confused and helped him up to his feet as falcon freed himself from the truck. "Magic! LIsten man you have to get us outta here!" falcon growled from behind you using his free leg to kick the truck from his other.

Spiderman nodded grabbing your hand and swinging the both of you away from him.

The both of you didn't make it very far when falcon got himself free he made a B line straight for you. "Hey can you go any faster!?"

He looked down at you surprised. "No! Can't you distract him!? What about another portal thingy!?"

You huffed. "Fine imma try something alright!?" spiderman turned the corner quickly throwing voulter off for a second. You pulled yourself up onto his back. "Hey! Hey! carful!" you pulling yourself up made it harder for him to swing slowing him down allowing vulter to catch up and grab the hood of your coat yanking you off him. "No!"

Spiderman stoped on a near by building. "You aren't getting away that easily!"

You smirked in zipping your coat. "I beg to differ!" you held your hands up letting yourself slip through your coat you bag came crashing after you.You pulled a big bomb from your pocket and tossed it up at him. You grabbed the strap of your bag just in time for spiderman to catch you.

"I have an idea! Get me to the top of the building!"

He quickly got the both of you to a building out of sight. "Here!" you tossed him a big bomb.

"Seriously!?"

"Hey I don't have superpowers like you! This is as good as it gets so-" you slid the sling ring on your fingers and tossed your bag over your shoulder.

"Follow my lead and we'll bag this sucker got it!?"

"Wow your pretty good at this stuff what your name?"

"Tell me yours first bug boy! Go all you have to do is anger him and lead him over to me!" you smiled from under your bandana and he nodded running over to the edge of the building.

Yelling at vulter. You had your grapling hook stretched across the two buildings and waited pastently for spiderman and vulter to round the corner.

"READY!?'

You nodded and opened up a portal in front of the two. Spiderman jumped of your rope and joined you on the building vulter flew into the rope and it sent him flying into the portal with that you shut it. "It worked!" you high fived him excitedly. "That was increadible!"

"I know!"

"Your increadible!"

"I kn-"

Before you could finish your scentence you fell through the roof and landed on an unfamiliar floor. "(y/n) (l/n)! We need to talk!"

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Tagging:

@cutie1365

@crumpets-are-better-with-jam @spaceslonechild

[stayarmytinyzenmoa-l]

I think im fine now lol ofc i was really shaken bc that was SUPER horrible and bc of past car related loss 🤩 Do it like This by p1harmony was playing as the accident happened and i couldnt listen to it without my brain immediately going 🌫🌫🌫 for like a week (tf kind of coping mechanism is having your mind and body literally shut off involuntarily when distressed lmao its so inconvenient and embarrassing) 😭 👎 on a more positive note i got a job 🤩 im so excited cuz im broke (and i want ateez stuff since i got into them in january and have nothing 🤕) and bc i had a dissociative seizure at work in september that left me extremely weak and unable to walk so i had to leave my job 😵‍💫 i think ive fully regained my strength and ability to walk now tho 😌 so the lesson of the day is prioritize your mental health bc you never know what unexpected and massive inconvenience can happen until it happens to you 😭 ANYWAYSssss ill stop or else i wont shut up lol

lmAOOO THE SWORD POST 👹👹👹 SO EXCITED TO SEE HOW PROMINENCE PROGRESSES 👹👹👹👹 and nOT KYUNGJAE 😭✋✋✋👎👎👎👎 i remember when you first introduced him and i jus thought he was just really friendly 💀 now hes getting in thE WAYYYY LMAOOO thatd be funny if the other members just regularly barged in and took up his job of doing yns makeup also random and off topic but ateez’s cover of rhythm ta on kingdom jus 👹👹👹 i rewatch it like everyday bro i love it in fact im listening to it rn cuz its in my musi playlist 👹 bro my mind is all over the place lmao sorry

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I've heard of more inconvenient coping mechanisms, if it makes you feel any better. I knew someone who would eat stuffed animal stuffing, but of course everyone has their coping mechanisms that work so never feel too embarrassed or shocked by them, love. But ahhh I'm glad you found a job <3 I hope it's a good fit and the working environment is fun!! Mental health really is so important nowadays, it's important to know your limits, how much you can handle, and when to step away.

Also yeah ahahaha there's a bit more context leading up to that so ahhhh i can't wait to post it djfdfjgd but fr Kyungjae's a little gossip 🙄 BUT FR No imagine Jeno showing up out of nowhere like "(Y/N). (Y/N) I watched three hours worth of eyeliner tutorials on YouTube and used all of Jihyun's eyeliner on Jisung and now I think I've mastered puppy eyeliner can I try it on you?" also AHHH it's okay my mind works on overdrive too haha

Also, yes, Rhythm Ta ATEEZ cover supremacyyyy

[blue-jays-song]

Chapter I

Childhood

So this is going to be the most difficult to write about. My childhood is fucked. I guess I'll start at my earliest memory. I'll probably bounce around to an extent due to remembering situations and occurrences in my life that has impacted me in different ways.

I guess my earliest memory is my memories of being a child growing up in what we're going to call BFE or bummed fuck Egypt. Ironically I was always drawn to Egypt even as a boy. My mother would take me to the library and id always want to know about Egypt and in particular king Tut. I taught myself hieroglyphics and still remember a few to this day. Sadly with time it faded from my head. I even wrote stories about king tut and how he died. To this day im not sure why I was drawn to an ancient civilization like that but I loved everything about Egypt. The pyramids, the stories, the dieties and culture. Anyway enough of Egypt.

Growing up in my childhood home was.. interesting.. to say the least. When I was small I would watch my father and mother fight like UFC cage fighters. Everything from my mother shooting at my father to my mother hitting him in the head with a frying pan. My dad knocked my mothers teeth out in front of me. It was pretty intense. Did I mention they were on meth? Yeah so there's that too.

the best memories of my childhood was definitely Train grandma. My grandmother lived within earshot of the southbound Union Pacific line in an undisclosed location of Northern California. She is the person I've inherited my morality and strength from. She taught me how to be a man of my word, and she was the only person that didn't try and subject me to things that would torture me for years to come. Now I do want to say this isn't me bashing on my parents or the victimization of myself. This is me finally writing down the evil shit in my head, to get it out and move on once and for all. Allegedly. My grandmother on my other parents side was also there but not quite as much. I practically lived with Train Grandma during my early years. It wasn't til much later I found out as a baby I had colic. My mother admitted to me if it weren't for my grandmother she would have killed me because she couldn't handle me. I remember my grandmother telling me I was a sick baby. it was her love that pulled me through. She was everything to me as a kid.

As a kid my mother practiced witchcraft openly. She would hold rituals, open portals, study the numbers, summon demons, blood rituals were performed. Now to a point this was induced by drugs. But there were things that happened in that house that I can't explain. I went to bed mortified for years of things that happened in my room let alone the rest of the house. I was a child. I'm sure some of it was my imagination and fear but some things your mind just can't make up. Voices, things being moved, doors opening etc that shook me to the core. No I'm not skitzo, no I'm not bullshitting you. I'd watch what my mother called wraiths walk across the yard with her. There are some things children shouldn't see or be subjected too. That was definitely one of them.

One notable memory (of many) I was in maybe kindergarten. I was on the playground with the first crush I ever had. We'll call her A. Well A and I were out by the baseball diamond on the far end of the playground near the fence line which butts up against a liquor store/butcher store. Yes, very classy neighborhood. There was a man in a coat walking along the fenceline with his head down. I remember watching him as he caught my eye and he lifted his head, looked at me with these piercing red eyes and when I ran back towards A who had gone back towards the school, in the time it took me to get to her and turn around to point at him he vanished. She never did believe me. I don't blame her but that was when I learned that no matter who you tell you'll always be looked down upon so that was the last time in many years I ever talked about the shit I've seen.

Growing up in the early to late 90s was an interesting time. I got to experience things the older generations grew up with. And the things the newer generation would come to love as well. I.e staying outside til the lights were on, the internet, I remember my grandmother had a rotary phone, my grandmother would take me to church but my mother summons demons. Idk if you believe in nature vs nurture but I had nature vs nurture vs torture. I'll continue with my past in the next post. I'd like to do one a day. There's so many memories and experiences I've had that just swirl in my brain. It's going to take time to articulate it all. Til next time.