#mayhem member: sky<3

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HEYY SOPHIE it's @the-quiet-nerd-guy

I just realised you probably didn't get notified when I answered your ask because I'm shadow banned... I just didn't want you to feel ignored so I'm telling you here😭

SKYYY! ♡

Youre so sweet omg 😭

I didn't get a notification when you answered my ask so I thought you were just busy 😭

anyways how are you??? I'm trying to re connect with my moots since I've kind of been going ghost. I also need to update my moots list asap! Some of my longer time moots somehow didn't make it on the list and I feel so bad 😭😭😭

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Marvel Studios confirmed more than a dozen actors that will take the spotlight in Season 2 of the Loki series on Disney+.

Loki will officially become the MCU's first Disney+ series (animated or live-action) to continue into a second season when the God of Mischief finally returns to the small screen near the end of 2023.

The show's leading actor already teased that the entire cast of Season 1 will be back for Season 2, setting a great deal of continuity into stone while the Multiverse and the Time Variance Authority (TVA) fall into complete chaos.

And with this series also looking to change up the MCU's release strategy on Disney+ with a move to Fridays, fans will be anxious to find out what this new round of Multiversal mayhem will deliver to the Marvel Studios narrative.

Loki Season 2 Cast Members Confirmed

With that being said, it's time to look at the 13 main cast members that are confirmed to play a role in Season 2 of Marvel Studios' Loki on Disney+.

These actors were confirmed via an official new press release and are expected to have the most screentime throughout the season...

1.) Tom Hiddleston (Loki)

Continuing to play the leading role in his first solo MCU project, Tom Hiddleston will bring the God of Mischief back for his first full appearance in the MCU's Phase 5. He was last seen during the post-credits scene from February's Ant-Man and The Wasp: Quantumania in the audience for a presentation about time, which ties directly into this new season.

This season, Loki will be a full-fledged member of the TVA as he looks to fix the Multiverse and keep things from going into chaos following the Sacred Timeline's destruction at the end of Season 1.

2.) Sophia Di Martino (Sylvie)

Playing a co-starring role in nearly every episode of Season 1 was Sophia Di Martino as the Loki Variant, Sylvie, who's set to return in full force for Season 2. She was last seen killing He Who Remains and staying at the Citadel at the End of Time while the timeline fell apart, although she's expected to jump back into the action quickly upon her return.

Di Martino teased that Sylvie will "fundamentally still be the same character" in Season 2, likely being one of Loki's only anchors to the timeline he remembers from Season 1.

3.) Jonathan Majors (Victor Timely/Kang the Conqueror)

Returning for Season 2 after a guest starring role in the Season 1 finale will be Jonathan Majors as the villainous Kang the Conqueror, with fans ready to see the Victor Timely Variant this time around. This character was first teased in the post-credits scene from Ant-Man 3, and he's reportedly set to be a key antagonist in this new season for Loki and the TVA.

Majors is currently clouded in controversy due to his ongoing court case for domestic abuse, leaving his place in the MCU's future uncertain after this series.

4.) Ke Huy Quan (Ouroboros)

Following his Oscar win for Best Supporting Actor in the 2022 hit movie Everything Everywhere All at Once, Ke Huy Quan will take his star power to Marvel Studios for a debut in the MCU. Best known for his role in that hit movie along with his history as Short Round in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, Quan has fans giddy to see what he can do under the Marvel brand.

Quan will reportedly play a character named Ouroboros, who's said to be in charge of all technology issued and developed at the TVA, and the potential for his character to shine is sky-high.

5.) Owen Wilson (Mobius)

Owen Wilson will be back with the MCU as Mobius for a second round of action, reprising his role as one of the top field agents at the TVA for Season 2. He was last seen trying to figure out who Loki was after the Sacred Timeline's destruction at the end of Season 1, but he also stood in the audience next to the God of Mischief in Ant-Man 3 asking how Victor Timely was "this terrifying figure."

While it's still unclear if this is the same Mobius from Season 1, he'll be right by Loki's side as they uncover all of Kang's secrets behind the TVA this time around.

6.) Gugu Mbatha-Raw (Judge Renslayer)

Judge Ravonna Renslayer returns to the fold behind Gugu Mbatha-Raw's performance for Season 2, with the character having last been seen exiting through a portal to an undisclosed location at the end of last season. And with the actress teasing that "no time has passed" between the two seasons, curiosity about her journey will be high upon her return.

In the early trailer released for the series at the D23 Fan Expo, she appears to be locked in a holding cell looking worse off for wear, teasing that she may go through some kind of hell thanks to Kang's newly-imposed rule.

7.) Wunmi Mosaku (Hunter B-15)

While it's unclear if this series will bring back the same Variant of Hunter B-15 as Season 1, Wunmi Mosaku will suit up once again as the TVA's Minutemen leader for the next six episodes. She was last seen alongside Mobius and Loki as they worked through the Kang mayhem to figure out their next move in Episode 6.

Early trailer footage showed the character donning a bright orange fancy outfit with gold jewelry all over her, teasing that she may dive into some undercover work as she looks to regain a sense of control over her situation

8.) Eugene Cordero (Casey)

Only appearing in half of Season 1's six episodes, Eugene Cordero made an impression on fans as TVA worker Casey, especially once he revealed his desk to be full of Infinity Stones.

Cordero was bumped up to a series regular for Season 2, and while his story is still being kept under wraps, he'll be in for plenty more comedic moments as he gets more screen time than he did two years ago.

9.) Rafael Casal

Following his impressive work on the Blindspotting TV series, Rafael Casal was confirmed to join the MCU with a role in Loki's Season 2, although that role is still being hidden from the public. 

Set photos showed him performing in the U.K. wearing what appears to be an outfit worn by TVA prisoners, possibly teasing his proclivity for crime across the timeline. However, there's no telling what he'll do to get on the TVA's radar.

10.) Tara Strong (Miss Minutes)

Toeing the line between good and evil, master voice actress Tara Strong planted her flag in the MCU by providing the voice for the TVA's unsettling mascot, Miss Minutes. By the end of Season 1, the story revealed that she was under Kang's watch the entire time, guiding Loki and Sylvie through the Citadel at the End of Time and working with Judge Renslayer before the TVA fell.

While plot details are mostly being kept a secret for Season 2, she's confirmed to play an even bigger role when the show returns as fans see a new take on the organization that oversees all of time and space.

11.) Kate Dickie

Along with Jonathan Majors' Kang Variants, Marvel Studios will also introduce Kate Dickie to the MCU in a villainous role during Loki's second season on Disney+ after boasting credits on other major properties like Game of Thrones.

For the time being, Dickie's role is being kept under wraps, although there are countless options for characters that she could play who would pose a serious threat to the fabric of the Multiverse.

12.) Liz Carr

Only boasting a few credits on her resume thus far, including an appearance on The Witcher for Netflix, Liz Carr will take her talents to the MCU for a thus undisclosed role in Season 2 of Loki.

13.) Neil Ellice

After only playing a minor role as Hunter D-90 in Loki Season 1, Neil Ellice will look to make more of an impact on the MCU with his return to the TVA in Season 2.

Ellice appeared in four of Loki's first six episodes alongside the TVA's Minutemen, and with the organization going through plenty of major changes, he'll look to adapt and grow as a character while the Minutemen attempt to correct and protect the timeline.

Nothing much new here, except for my baby D-90 coming back.

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Characters from SVSSS (scum villain's self saving system: (character list for SVSSS)

Cang Qiong Mountain Sect

(there are 12 peaks/ as in there are 12 different groups that together make Cang Qiong Mountain Sect. Not all of them are mentioned in the novel. Some are only mentioned as a collective)

- Sect Lord : Yue Qingyuan (Zhangmen-shixiong )

Qing Jing Peak (sect that focuses on literature with martial arts and other stuff)

- Shen Yuan - Shen Qingqui (peak lord)

[our MC]

- Luo Binghe [MC of Proud Immortal Demon Way]

- Ming Fan (Shen Qingqui's disciple, Binghe's senior)

- Ning Ying Ying (calls Binghe A-Luo)

Wan Jian Peak

- Wei Qingwei (peak lord)

Bai Zhan Peak (peak that roughhouses more than others. Beat first, speak later)

- Liu Qingge (Liǔ Qīnggē, “Willow, Clear Song”)

• Role: Bai Zhan Peak Lord, Liu Mingyan’s older brother

- Ji Jue (a disciple)

- Yi Shui (a disciple)

Qian Cao Peak (healer peak)

- Mu Qingfang (木清芳, Mù Qīngfāng, “Wood, Clear Fragrance”)

• Role: Qian Cao Peak Lord

Xian Zhu Peak (the women only peak)

- Qi Qingqi (齊清萋, Qí Qīngqī, "Even, Clear Luxuriant")

• Role: Xian Zhu Peak Lord

- Liu Mingyan (柳溟煙, Liǔ Míngyān, "Willow, Drizzle Mist")

• Role: Xian Zhu Peak disciple, Liu Qingge’s younger sister

An Ding Peak (logistics peak)

Shang Qinghua (尚清華, Shàng Qīnghuá, "Still/Esteem, Clear Flower")

• Role: An Ding Peak Lord, real world penname Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky

Zhao Hua Temple

- Master Wu Chen

- Abbot Wu Wang

Huan Hua Palace

- Palace Master (I couldn't get his name, he was mostly referred as Palace Master)

- Palace princess (I couldn't catch her name either)

- Gongyi Xiao (公儀蕭, Gōngyí Xiāo, “Public Ceremony, Mournful”)

• Role: Huan Hua Palace disciple

- Qin Wanyue (秦婉約, Qín Wǎnyuē, “Graceful & Subdued”)

• Role: Huan Hua Palace disciple; Wanrong’s older sister, one of Luo Binghe’s harem members in the original novel

- Qin Wanrong

• Role: Huan Hua Palace disciple; Wanyue’s younger sister, one of Luo Binghe’s harem members in the original novel

- All Ma - a disciple

- Su Xiyan [spoiler]

San Mayou temple:

3 girls who are collectively referred to as temple sisters.

Tian Yi Monastery

Ba Qi Clan

(a smaller clan which has mid to eh levels of disciples.)

Demon world

- Mobei-Jun: Luo Binghe’s future subordinate, his excellent right hand and engine oil for committing evil deeds, murder, and mayhem (I've quoted the book here)

He's an ice king. Lord of the North side of the demon world.

- LinGuang-Jun : Mobei-jun's uncle

- Tianlang-Jun Binghe's dad. Also, he was lord of Demonworld.

- Zhuzhi-Lang: Binghe's cousin

Town folks/Others.

Jin Lin City

- Yang Yixuan, I’m the son of the owner of the Jin Zi weapons shop.

Lu Liu Border disciples

Lou Qin Border disciples

Qiu Haitang someone who knows Shen Qingqui

Madam Meiyin: a succubus/ brothel owner

[female-buckets]

The Shey Peddy Saga

(thread)

After graduating from Temple, Peddy was selected 23rd in the 2012 draft by the Sky. But Sloot, Epiphanny Prince, and the GOAT Penicheiro were the point guards on the roster, so she was cut early in training camp. 

Peddy went overseas to play in Israel, where she made $4,000 a month. Checks were months late, she had to tape her own ankles, provide her own practice gear, drive to away games. She was incredibly homesick, but kept going. 

Thibault invited her to Mystics training camp in 2013. She was cut in preseason again, and thought her WNBA dreams were dead. That fall, playing in Austria, and was so depressed she didn’t leave her room except for basketball. She told her family and agent she wanted to quit. 

But she gave it one last shot, focusing on Europe, not the WNBA. She played Germany, then in 2017 with TTTRiga in Latvia. She stopped eating junk food and partying, told herself, “Maybe I’m not sacrificing enough, maybe I need to sacrifice more.” The hard work paid off. 

In 2019, TTTRiga played in Euroleague Women, and Peddy was nominated for league MVP and point guard of the year. After 6 years without a bite from the WNBA, Thibault invited her back to Mystics training camp. 

Peddy excelled in camp. She made friends, learned the system, felt she belonged. But on the last day of camp, she was cut. Kim Mestdagh made the final roster instead. Third time wasn't the charm. 

Still, she had her career in Europe. Latvia wanted Peddy to compete for them in 2019 Eurobasket, and thought they could get her a passport. So she flew to Latvia, was ready for practice. Then she got a call from Thibault. 

Meesseman and Mestdagh had left for a few weeks to play in Eurobasket, and Thibault wanted to sign Peddy as a replacement player. She was thrilled. But she was in Latvia, about to play Eurobasket herself! What to do?

The next day, her request for a passport was denied. 

Peddy raced back over the pond and finally signed a WNBA contract. At 30 years old, she made her WNBA debut. She was a garbage-time player. Her roster spot was temporary. It was a dream come true.

This is when I wrote about her:

Peddy played with the Mystics for 3 weeks before Emma and Kim returned, and she was cut again. BUT she was such an asset to the team, Thibault hired her as a coaching + video intern for the remainder of the season. 

So in 2019, Peddy became a WNBA champion as a member of the Mystics coaching staff. Her Instagram post about the whole journey is worth a read.

Then 2020 happened. No teams signed her, even to a camp contract, in the offseason. On her way the Mystics’ ring ceremony, Thibault called. She thought he wanted her to join the coaching staff again.

He had something else in mind: A roster spot for the wubble season. 

The Mystics and Peddy herself struggled with injuries in the wubble. For salary cap finagling reasons, Thibualt waived Peddy midseason. He planned to re-sign her when she cleared waivers.

Only she didn’t clear waivers. The Phoenix Mercury picked her up. 

With Phoenix, Peddy averaged 18 minutes per game in the final 8 games of the season. The Merc made the postseason.

In the playoffs, the Mercury faced the Mystics in a sudden-death game, and Peddy hit the game-winning 3 as time expired. It was mayhem.

She’s played in every game for the Mercury in 2021. She's started 6 games when DT has been injured, including the first playoff game.

She's a key contributor for a team one game from the finals, averaging 20.5 minutes per playoff game. Today she had 10 points, 7 rebounds, 2 steals. 

The WNBA is nearly impossible to break into, and there are so many stories of players overcoming the odds and finding their place. But I don't think any player has a success story with as many improbable twists and turns as Peddy's. It's one to celebrate.

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In 2022, Shey Peddy played in all but 2 games. And she started in 24 of those games. She averaged 10 points, 4 rebounds, 3.5 assists.

Diana Taurasi and Skylar Diggins-Smith couldn't play the last four games of the Mercury's impossibly challenging season. Most people believed the Mercury would never make the playoffs without their superstars.

But Shey Peddy stepped up her game. She averaged 17 points, 7.5 rebounds, 4.5 assists in those last four games. She set career highs in every stat category. And she put together the first double-double game of her WNBA career. Her elevated play got the Mercury into the playoffs.

She led the team with her joy, her grit, and her characteristic craftiness.

Last night, in game 1 of the playoffs, she suffered a major injury. It looked like an Achilles tear. But I know this isn't the last chapter of Shey Peddy's professional basketball saga. There are still more chapters to come.

[fragilevixenfic]

My AO3 Fanfiction Links (Current)

“I’ve never really thought about making a “Master List” of my own work but I figured, now is the time to do so. If any of the links are incorrect just let me know. I fix. 

Adding in a “keep reading” tab because the list is starting to get long and intense.

Each fic is categorized and easily referenced. I’ll update as I go.

X Files

Series

Into The Shadows

XII (COMPLETE): A serial killer targets victims and leaves behind symbols of his affection -- but who is his intended target and what will it take to discover the truth? (This has a lot of trigger warnings)

Dance In The Dark (ONGOING Chapters 12/? Posted **UPDATED):  With the continuing murder trial of Miles, Mulder, Scully, and Max are confronted by the VCU with a case that seems to be mimicking the pattern by their, now infamous, psychopath on trial.

Echoes and Whispers

Parallel (COMPLETE):  The aftermath of the three little words that Mulder says to Scully in his hospital bed after being rescued from the Queen Anne as it re-appeared in the Bermuda Triangle...and the strange connection that Scully starts to feel to a memory that Scully couldn't possibly have.

Only The Night (ONGOING):  Mulder and Scully begin their undercover assignment as an engaged couple with the assistance of Skinner at the University of Maryland to catch a serial rapist, putting their newly formed physical bond to the test in this sequel to “Parallel”.

Casefics

Falling Away (COMPLETE):  Kersh’s assignment partially splits the team as Scully goes undercover under the watchful eye of Mulder as they both assist on an operation with SWAT and FBI personnel. (A gift for Greta)

Veritas se revēlet (COMPLETE):  (The title is roughly translated to let the truth be revealed in Latin) An impromptu wild goose chase leads Mulder and Scully to the drifts of a winter-locked Tonopah, Nevada—where a little more than the embodiment of Mulder’s imagination takes shape between the walls of the Mizpah Hotel in the dead of winter. (A gift for @monikafilefan)

She Walks at Night (COMPLETE):  Mulder’s knack for getting himself and Scully into sticky situations leads them to the heart of NOLA at the tail end of Hurricane season after barely surviving a Floridian storm—to investigate a rumor of a notable Voodoo Queen and missing girls trying to bring her back. (A gift for @starbuck09256)

Intrigues in the Dark (COMPLETE):   A string of suicides leads Mulder and Scully to a sleepy, coastal town in Oregon for the second time—on their return to The X File—as tensions run high and nothing is as it seems. (A gift for @admiralty-xfd)

By Light, Unseen (COMPLETE):   A series of re-opened cold case murders with one link…they’d been drained of every drop of blood and wore the same, haunting stare toward the sky with their lips aghast as if they were still screaming. (A gift for @serahsanguine)

Post-Series

A House is Not a Home (COMPLETE):  The mere thought of raising a newborn in a world full of horrors has every part of Scully’s emotional irrationality over firing on a chilly, winter evening. Mulder wants nothing more than to show her that not everything is gray and grim. (for @danceswithcybermen)

Remember the Reason (COMPLETE):  Post Series (Part 1 of the “Little Redhead Series”). Mulder and Scully already knew that life with a newborn would be difficult but the first Christmas with their two-month-old daughter throws every curveball…some worse than others, some more humorous. (For @underworldobsessed)

Confectioners Sugar & Snow Drifts (COMPLETE):  Post Series (Part 2 of the “Little Redhead Series”). Mulder spends the morning bonding with Eliana by having a Christmas baking session while Scully is out shopping for gifts. Messes, mayhem, and a healthy dose of laughter ensue. No moment is ever dull as the snow falls outside.

The Easter Bunny was a Fox (COMPLETE):  Post Series (Part 3 of the “Little Redhead” Series). Scully has to pick up Bill, Tara, and a couple of surprise family from the airport, leaving Mulder alone with their 6-year-old daughter, Eliana, on Easter Morning. All she has for him are curiosities as Easter’s non-Christian ideology unfolds before her eyes…creating the most unique bonding opportunity for a father and his daughter. (For Flicked_Switch)

Angst/UST/RST

Caught in the Rain (COMPLETE):  A dark, rainy night leads Mulder and Scully to a hole in the wall bar where glasses of Scotch and unresolved tension is re-visited.

Or We Can Burn (COMPLETE):  Post Never Again - expansion and continuation of the aftermath surrounding what Scully has been hiding from Mulder.

It Lingers (COMPLETE):  The aftermath of trauma and the lingering effects of Mulder’s risky attempt to recover the truth about Samantha’s abduction leads to a revelation from Scully about her own coping mechanisms and flashes into a past she doesn’t fully remember...and the path to which they lead thereafter. (For @red2007)

Fluff/Humor

Nervous Laughter (COMPLETE):  It’s been two full days since their tender, albeit brief, moment at the stroke of midnight and Mulder decides to be brave and methodical by inviting Scully over for a little movie and popcorn night for a film that has stayed locked in his mind as her favorite—The Exorcist. (This is a gift for @rationalcashew)

Lamplight & Shooting Stars (COMPLETE):  It’s Spring-time in DC and spontaneous, mutually taken vacation time has become a personal mission of Mulder’s to surprise Scully with so much more than an escape from their norm—and the unseasonable, uncomfortable city heat. (For @underworldobsessed)

Into the Nightlife (ONGOING):  A little paid vacation time never hurt anyone, right? (Not giving anything away this time)

Smut

Insomniac (COMPLETE):  Another lonely, sleepless night, another dingy motel, and another town that isn’t home for Mulder…but, something changed, with the last gasp of the air conditioner as his partner, and best friend, chooses to walk through the adjoining door. (Expanded writing exercise)

Vultus in Speculo (COMPLETE):  The last of the paperwork on the Strickland case has been finalized and filed and Scully goes off for a drink at a known FBI watering hole. Mulder is invited but doesn’t show up until after Scully is halfway through a drink—giving him an opening to inquire about a whole lot more than her flirtations with the Sheriff in the booth of a rooftop bar. (written for @msrheadcanon

Phosphorescence (COMPLETE):  Still reeling from their experience in North Carolina, Mulder and Scully take a much-needed excursion to the coast of Oregon, where a flicker of light becomes more than a curiosity in the middle of the night. (Written for @anniexami)

The Darker Side of Love (COMPLETE): Mulder does not want to talk but he does not want Scully to leave, either. (This is for the MSR fanzine vol 3)

Ficlets/Drabbles/Short Prompt Collection

Affirmations and Protestations: “Fluff and Angst” Prompts (ONGOING):  

 Chapter 1 - "You Weren't Supposed to Hear That" - prompt #5, 61, 77

Chapter 2 - "Shout!" - prompt #19, 61 (From Valerie)

Chapter 3 - "Litost" - prompt #1, 85, 97 (From Monika)

Chapter 4 - "Ad Infinitum" - prompt #42 (From Minuete)

Chapter 5 - "Brick" - prompt - After Scully calls Mulder in the ep Emily, she asks him to bring her some things from home. Her journal falls to the floor and Mulder sees some things written about him that she has never allowed him to know. (from Monika)

Chapter 6 - "I'd rather be oblivious" - prompt #46 (from Annie)

Criminal Minds

Angst/UST/RST

Dulce Periculum (COMPLETE):  Maxine and Spencer have continued seeing each other, in spite of the interference brought to the surface by Cat Adams. Spencer continues to work closely with the BAU after it nearly dismantled, with signature members scattering to the winds, leaving behind only a few, including himself, to keep working on their caseload. After a long, intense case, Spencer returns home to a little more than a can of worms. (A gift for an anonymous prompter)

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Angst/UST/RST

Chasing your Silhouette (COMPLETE):  They’d learned each other’s quirks and intricacies on the job—but when did it become over the line? When did physicality become a detriment to them once they’ve taken off their shields? When did they realize the line in the sand no longer existed? (This is meant to take place a couple weeks after “Zebras” – had to assume a timeline, I don’t remember actual dates)

Paternity Redux - Time Just Stopped (COMPLETE):  Her strength has always been immeasurable—but sometimes, something has to give and a string breaks. Nothing will ever be the same.“I’m trying my best, that is enough.” - UnknownThis is part of a challenge, to right a series of wrongs in an episode that has perpetrated many a discussion of “What Could Have Been”. WriterKC, Liv.Einziger, JustAnotherBookWorm78, MrsWellRested, EORocks, AlexisDawn, ChriskaPeach, and I have stepped up to the plate to do just that.

Oblivion (ONGOING 9/? Chapters posted ***UPDATED***):   The undercover operation in Oregon takes an unexpected, unpleasant turn for Olivia Benson as an injury turns her life, and career, upside-down leaving her with pieces of her memory scattered in the wind.

Humor

Unlock the Door (TENTATIVELY COMPLETE 2/2):   Olivia returns home from a celebratory series of shots with Kim Greylek and lets Elliot Stabler hear a little more than she ever intended to in the aftermath.

Series

Polaroids and Promises (COMPLETE):   The Special Victims Unit has undergone an enormous amount of changes in the past six months, to the point that they are drastically undermanned—until a transfer from the 13th precinct brings new life, and a little chaos, to the team. Will her addition prove to be a permanent shift or a flash in the pan?

Discarded Dignity (COMPLETE):   Elora continues to gain much-needed confidence as a member of the Special Victims Unit but an arrival booked for trespassing, assaulting an officer, and disorderly throws her progress into chaos as her past jumps to the surface. Will she be able to look beyond the misstep to solve one of the most convoluted cases she’s faced? 

Contract Corruption (ONGOING 10/?):   Dickie Stabler and Justin Andrisani are in over their heads--and the members of SVU and the Organized Crime task force must come together in order to set things right.

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit/Organized Crime Crossover

Series

Words of love, words of lies, words of loss

Age of Regret (COMPLETE):  Elliot Stabler has never been good with words but ten years and a double on the rocks in a lonely room will make a man pour his heart out…in any way that he can.

Infidelis (COMPLETE): Elliot had been haunted by too many ghosts; expectations, fantasies, and a promise that he knew should never be kept. It was time to lay them all to rest. “I do not regret you…I regret what you did to me.” - Unknown

[laurore-stormwitch]

of almost failed heists and romantic advice

For the @grishaversebigbang mini bang! First time writing the crows, it’s been a challenge. I had the incredible and emotional honor to see some beautiful art made for this fic by @streckenweise-okay [here] , @j-wirth [here], @davonysus [here]. You are all talented and amazing <3  Summary: an easy undercover job becomes not only a chance to revisit some old friendships with Nina back in town, but also the perfect occasion for a romantic intervention and some dating advice for our favorite Bastard of the Barrel.

ao3 link

Kaz Brekker, the Bastard of the Barrel, a forgotten Rietveld. His figure hid itself in the many names he had been called, in the many tales of sorrow he had inflicted. He did not need a reason, nor to rob or brake, nor to wreak havoc on the filthy streets of Ketterdam. Swift as the sky-splitting dive of a crow on his prey. You would feel him coming, in the tense silence shattered by the rhythmic beating of a raptor-headed cane on bricks. Kaz Brekker, who did not need a reason, or concealed the ones who mattered. The same Kaz Brekker, however, who did not have a valid reason for choosing to bring the three biggest headaches of his life along with him on this wretched job. A sharpshooter with an absurd taste in fashion, a Grisha witch as annoying as his broken leg and a wayward merchant’s son he had spent way too much time babysitting. 

A strike of genius on his part. On top of that, he had chosen an undercover job, like they had the slightest ability not be noticed. Except for Nina; that girl blended everywhere like whisky. She was now strolling back to them with an excited gleam in her eyes, sipping on a glass of wine. She giggled happily. “Relax, Kaz. It’s a party.” 

He cut her a glare from the corner in which he was standing, stiff and broody. 

“Where the hell are the two lovebirds?” 

“At the buffet. Do you know they have a chocolate fountain?”

“If it doesn’t drop gold”, Nina arched a brow at him, “I am fairly sure I don’t care for it.”

They were interrupted by the brilliant flash of color of Jesper’s suit and his brazen laugh. He had an arm thrown around Wylan’s shoulder; the merchling’s  cheeks were flushed and his hair ruffled. He seemed slightly uncomfortable or about to throw up. For all the kruges, how much had Jesper let him drink? At least they did not have a particularly difficult role to play. Nina planted a kiss on Wylan’s cheek.

“This is so fun!”, she exclaimed, delighted by the situation. Kaz glared at her again.

“A job it’s not supposed to be fun.”

“Take your brooding mood out the window, Brekker”, Nina waved a dismissive hand at him. “What would a job be without fun?”

“Terribly dull”, Jesper winked.

“Annoyingly painful”, offered Wylan with a hiccup. They turned to Kaz. 

“Adequately profitable.”

His friends cast their eyes heavenward. Jesper snatched other glasses , pretending not to see Kaz’s threatening look. The party was grand, held in the home of a Council’s member from whom they were supposed to steal some documents held in a safe in his study. The job was easy to say the least, so when they had learned that Nina was in town, she had tagged along. Kaz wanted to wack himself on the head with his cane for this wretched idea; apparently, they had taken this as an excuse to party and reminisce old times more than an occasion to actually help Kaz make some money. Nina surveyed the room. 

“I wish Inej was here”, she whined. Kaz had never been one to pray, so it was not surprised when the Saints ignored his pledge to make Nina drop the argument. Instad, she turned to him with a smug smirk. 

“How is it going between the two of you?”

Kaz tapped his cane on the floor, avoiding the heartrender’s eyes. Maybe she would shut up if he ignored her. Was he not radiating a general air of murderousness and danger, enough to convince his nosy friend to leave him be? Well, not enough. It just made her do something even worse and refer to the other two headaches.

“Kaz is a hopeless cause.”

“He’s not asked her out yet? Not even a romantic snack in between threatening people and skewering them with knives?”

Jesper shrugged his shoulder, nudging Wylan closer. “We offered to do it for him”, he noted.

“You did”, Wylan peered at thim. “I want to keep my head on my neck.”

“Why hasn’t he?”, asked Nina, considering Kaz, still ignoring them.

“I don’t think he’s familiar with the concept of asking someone out. Or even asking someone for anything, mainly bossing people around.”

Kaz adjusted his tie. “I’m standing right beside you.”

“It’s not hard, Kaz. Just buy some flowers and smile.”

Jesper laughed at Nina’s idiotic advice. Were they actually trying to get assassinated right now? Another thought paved the way in his mind. Was it an idiotic advice, though? He could admit that anything not involving schemes or robbery was not an area of expertise for him. And he had been meaning to do something...nice?

“You’re asking Dirtyhands to smile?”, asked Jesper. Nina huffed.

“Can it be that hard?”

“You’ll see. Kaz, smile at me.” 

Kaz had two roads in front of him: for some reason, he chose the insane one and indulged Jesper, curling his lips upward. An uncomfortable silence dawned over them. 

“All the Saints and their suffering”, Nina exclaimed.

“Is he about to murder someone?”, Wylan asked. Nina burst out laughing.

“That is your i-am-asking-you-out smile?”

“It’s terrifying”, considered the merchling.

“Positively daunting”, his boyfriend confirmed.

“For the love of Inej’s Saints drop the smile. Stick with the flowers.” She eyed him from upside down, critical. “And fix that dreadful hair.”

Now the choice laid between leaving them all here or trying to find a way to finish this wretched job. Since the second option included a mouthful reward, he went with it. He eyed the owner descending the stairs with his guards. That was their cue. 

“You all know what to do.”

To their credit, they all snapped to attention when he called them. Nina strode behind the owner, fluffing her hair, while the three of them disappeared silently toward the upper floor. Silently. As silently as they could, Wylan being half drunk and Jesper being...well, Jesper. What one does for some kruge, thought sourly Kaz. He did glance at his reflection in the mirror, trying a half smile as they ascended the stairs. But no one needed to know that. 

***

The safe had scarcely even been fun to crack. Kaz slipped the document in his jacket, scanning the study. Who knows what one could find that people left unguarded. Jesper and Wylan were outside, keeping control on the stairs. The situation seemed under control, so he did have some spare time to search for something precious. He approached a drawer, flicked a pin in the keylock and - 

BOOM

A loud explosion resonated on the floor, rattling the walls. Definitely not a good sign. And definitely a sign that his henchmen raised some hell. Kaz sprinted out, only to find an absolute mayhem had been unleashed, and at the centre of this chaos, sure enough, stood his two royally idiotic friends, covered in dirt and pieces of furniture, gazing at each other with utter shock on their faces like they hadn’t just made a smoke bomb explode. The one that was supposed to be an emergency to cover their escape and was now invading the house. 

“What the hell did you do?!”

Screams rose below them; Jesper scratched some dust from his jacket and rolled his revolvers out, grinning in Wylan’s direction, apparently unfazed by how much they had just screwed up. 

“Wylan got carried away”, he shrugged his shoulders. Wylan flushed violently, jaw dropped in his boyfriend’s direction.

“You pushed me against a wall! I told you I had the smoke bomb in my pocket!”

“Were they making out again on the job?”, Nina rushed in their direction, her gorgeous face lit up with amusement as she struck down one of the guards running up the stairs with a flick of her wrist, a dart bone flying out of her cuff. 

“It’s Jesper’s fault! He’s always trying to...to…”, Jesper arched a brow at Wylan. 

“Yes?”

“Entice me!”

Kaz blew out an exasperated grunt, pushing them toward the background door. “Move!”, he seethed, running to work the lock. Dirtyhands getting killed on a saints forsaken robbery, perfect irony. With a quick look, he realized the damn lock had been reinforced with Fabrikator’s craft. He signaled Jesper, who practically squealed with amusement. 

“Do I get to use my powers?” The hard glare he earned from Kaz seemed to be enough for him to get on with his work. Nina turned, shooting other dart bones toward the stairs. Quick steps and screams were echoing through the buildings, and smoke was clearing. “You might wanna hurry up, Jes!”, she shouted over her shoulder. 

“We might have a problem”, the sharpshooter mumbled, as the lock literally melted on itself, effectively sealing the door closed. “I’m still getting the hold on - “

He was interrupted by another deafening explosion, as Wylan threw another device which detonated on the wooden stairs shredding them into pieces. 

“Do you all have to keep destroying our ways out?!”

“I’m sorry!”, screamed Wylan over the echoing thrum of the bomb, his gaze shifting to a window that opened up to the roof. 

“Do not even think about it”, Kaz pointed his cane at him. 

“Either we take a page from Inej’s book or we get arrested, what do you choose?”, Nina asked grudgingly, starting to climb on a cupboard. Saints, he was going to kill them all. Jesper and Wylan followed suit, making their way out on the roof and helping Kaz up. He shot a murderous look at Nina, who was eyeing him as he not at all gracefully moved up and shut the window closed behind him, swearing to every known Saints in Kerch.

“Since you are so bad at this, you should try to compliment Inej about it and maybe she’ll teach you something.” 

“Start fleeing before I catch you, Zenik.”

Shots began firing from below them, grazing Kaz’s arm. Nina erupted in a grin. 

“Time to run, Brekker.”

And so they did. Extremely far from how Inej would have done it. Loudly, stumbling throughout Ketterdam’s rooftops, helping each other - as much as he hated to admit it, mostly Kaz - on the slippery tiles and the narrow eaves. Ketterdam buildings left little space to breathe, being conveniently close that they could jump from one to the other. Kaz lost track of time, though his bad leg felt like they’ve been running for hours. Jesper stopped abruptly as they neared the docks, crunching on his knees and howling a breathless laugh. 

“That was fun.”

Nina giggled, slouching on the rooftop they had stopped on. “Ease up boys, we lost them ages ago”, she exhaled, closing her eyes toward the moonlight and leaning back. Kaz tentatively seated himself behind her, stretching his leg. 

“If this easy job ends up with me not being able to walk, vengeance will be coming.” 

Wylan and Jesper slumped down on his side, ignoring his dreadful look. Wylan peered at Kaz with a sly smile. 

“Jesper has stolen something fit to celebrate a successful heist.” 

The sharpshooter grinned, pulling out a bottle of cherry wine from nowhere and uncorking it with a whistle of joy. He passed it around as their cheerful chatter filled the night’s quiet. They were crazy. Crazy, reckless, and still idiots. Yet, Kaz couldn’t help but feel a little proud of his ragtag band of misfits. So he did not protest when Jesper handed him the wine, and he even threw a crooked half smile at him. The night began to wear off with every sip.

“So”, started Jesper at some point, snatching the bottle from him, “about our advice?”

It had to be the wine for Kaz to answer this. “I guess I can try it.”

Wylan huffed and gave him a knowing look.  “Just be yourself, Kaz. Inej likes you like that.”

“Ever the romantic”, Jesper winked at him, making him flush. Again. 

“Aside from that”, Nina propped herself up, turning to him, her lips quirked and her face lit up with happiness, cheeks red from the wine. “I still suggest the flowers. You know her favourites. And you might want to get ahead with those, Brekker'', she added, pointing her finger toward the horizon; over Ketterdam’s rooftops, the moonlight shone on the silent streets, reflecting on the waves that hit the docks. There, against the sky lit up by stars, stood the profile of a sharp ship, a flag Kaz knew by heart flying over the mast, its edges turning his stomach upside down as it entered the harbour. 

“Our Wraith is coming home.”

[criminalmindsismynextfoundfamily]

Heyyyyy congratulations on 200!!!!! That’s amazing!!! I’ll do 🐬 and 🐳 both for hotch oops, and 💙 for (if I can use your example, I liked it haha) types of bread, 🦕 for CM season-long type characters, so like characters that were main characters, but weren’t on for very long, like Elle, Alex Blake, Kate Callahan, etc., 🦋 for JJ, and 💚 for what’s your favorite kind of weather and why?

I hope that wasn’t too many! If it was you can shorten it :) Congrats again, and I hope you have a great day! <3

thanks so much!!! it's not to much at all, I love answering asks 🥰

🐬: Send me a character and I’ll give you sad headcanons about them

Poor Hotch, all I do is make him sad...

Okay so we all know that Hotch's dad abused him. I think the tension we see between Hotch and Haley in the first couple seasons, about Hotch not being there for Jack, was 100% about Hotch's fear he was going to end up like his father. He subconsciously (or maybe consciously) distances himself from Jack at first because he's terrified of hurting this small fragile thing that they made, terrified of traumatizing Jack like his father did to him.

In revelations when Hotch asks the whole team to tell him his worst traits, he acts like he doesn't care, but I think their words stay with him for years. He repeats them in his head whenever he screws up, like a mantra to do better.

Hotch has long lasting damage to his ear after the explosion in Season 4. He didn't properly take care of it, or rest at all, so he definitely had some long lasting issues. Being deaf in one ear absolutely terrifies Hotch, when he was a kid he relied on his hearing to sense when his Dad was angry, and protect Sean. The first time someone effectively startles Hotch and comes up behind him without him noticing, it sends Hotch into a full blown panic attack.

🐳: Send me a character and I’ll give you happy headcannons about them

Okay I'll do happy headcannons related to the sad ones above, because hurt + comfort amirite

I think Haley and Hotch have similar dynamics to Penelope and Derek. When Derek says goodbye, Penelope says "You make me feel brave," and he responds, "You make me feel safe".

Hotch fell in love with Haley because she made him feel safe, even back in high school she would tenderly clean him up after a fight with his father. She was the first person he felt safe with. He and Haley eventually sit down and talk, Hotch confesses how scared he is of messing Jack up and Haley assures him that she knows he's a good father because he worries so much about messing up, "you worry because you care, silly".

After Mayhem, eventually the team figures out about Hotch's long term hearing loss, and do their best to help him out without making a big deal of it. Right after, JJ and Penelope will always leave him Advil on his desk after a case which they know has his ears ringing. In the field everyone always cover him on the side he has bad hearing. They all make sure to approach him so he can see them, or on his good hearing side so he can hear them. Spencer learns sign language and teaches it to Hotch. Hotch then teaches it to Jack, which catches on to Will and Henry as well, JJ learns for her kids, and eventually almost everyone on the team knows ASL.

🦕: Send me cm things and I’ll rank them

1. Elle Greenaway, I'm in love with her, and I feel like she was the only one they really showed having accurate trauma to the things they went through. I do have a problem with the glorification of her shooting the rapist, though. Obviously yes I don't really feel bad about her shooting a rapist, he's a rapist. But I'm not okay with it because of the power she held being a member of law enforcement, and how she abused that power and was allowed to quit without an investigation. Police brutality is never okay, even when it hurts the people we want to be hurt.

2. Kate Callahan, I loved her so much, she was such a badass and I loved her friendship with Morgan. She was an amazing mom, and I loved her goodbye hug to Hotch, he looks so touch starved smh

3. Alex Blake, she is so incredibly talented amazing, showstopping, intelligent. She's been through so much, and managed to keep a straight head, and even mentor Reid.

4. Stephen Walker, he deserved so much better I can't believe the writers did him like that.

🦋: Send me a cm character and I’ll tell you how I relate to them

I relate to JJ because I also lost someone close to me to suicide, and I think they handled that issue for her character really well. The guilt, the resurfacing memories of what things were up leading up to it, the realizations of all the things happening in their life you didn't know about.

💙: Send me a category and I’ll cast the bau ( I feel like that was confusing, but like I'll do bau as songs or like types of bread etc.)

okay I'm gonna do this in a separate post cause I think it'll get to long but I love this idea.

💚: Ask me anything about myself, and I’ll answer honestly

I love thunder storms, with super loud rain and wind and rumbling thunder. It's the most soothing weather to me and it puts me right to sleep. When I was younger my little brother was scared of thunder so he'd crawl into my bed and we'd stay up together so it brings me good memories. I also highly recommend lying on your back looking up at the sky during a thunder storm. It is so emotionally cathartic and a main character moment.

[redrobin-detective]

Detective Conan Movie Ranking

Hey so while my laptop has been down I binged all 23 main Detective Conan movies and was gonna give a brief review and breakdown

Favorite (9-10) one of my favs High Medium (6-8) enjoyed, probably will watch again Low Medium (3-5) not bad but forgettable, might rewatch but maybe not Ugh (0-2) just bad, I don’t want to see it again

1. The Time Bombed Skyscraper (1997) [6] Relatively simple bombing plot but some good character action and development. Not as good as I remembered.

2. The Fourteenth Target (1998) [5] Criminal is targeting people close to Kogoro, some good scenes but not my favorite. Liked it more than I remembered which wasn’t a lot.

3. The Last Wizard of the Century (1999) [9] The Kaitou Kid is after a Russian Fabergé Egg. A true classic, one of the best. This whole movie is nostalgic with a good mix of action and heart. I love it every time I watch it. 

4. Captured in Her Eyes (2000) [3] Ran witnesses a murder attempt and loses her memory. Pretty bland and kind of a dumb plot, not inherently bad just not my thing. Expectations were low.

5. Countdown to Heaven (2001) [7] Several key figures in the creation of a building are murdered. The turn where DC movies became a little more action oriented, fairly good mystery, good effects and good character development. Liked it more than I remembered.

6. The Phantom of Baker Street (2002) [9] A rogue AI traps a bunch of kids in a virtual reality 19th century London to solve the Ripper case. As a Sherlock fan this is near and dear to me, like #3 its a warm, comforting movie. Always makes me smile to watch.

7. Crossroad in the Ancient Capital (2003) [5] Conan, Heiji and the rest are in Kyoto when a slew of antique smugglers are murdered, explores Heiji’s first love. Its okay, had some good deductions and bonding btw Heiji and Shinichi but the plot was a bit boring. 

8. Magician of the Silver Sky (2004) [9] The Kaitou Kid is planning on stealing a jeweled ring aboard a plane. Unironically probably my favorite, I just love this one so much for the half batshit/half emotional plot. Best use of Kid in the movies. 

9. Strategy Above the Depths (2005) [7] A series of murders occur on a luxury liner. It takes a fairly simple plot and spins a genuinely compelling murder mystery with som good character moments for Ran, Conan and Kogoro. Liked it more than before. 

10. Private Eye’s Requiem (2006) [8] With their loved ones held hostage at an amusement park, Kogoro, Conan and Heiji need to solve a cold case. The plot is a bit weak but this movie has the second best use of Kid and is hysterical from a meta POV. Love it every time.

11. Jolly Roger of the Deep Azure (2007) [4] One a small island, the group chases after treasure hunters and potentially pirates gold. Such a fun premise that ultimately falls flat but it’s got it’s enjoyable moments. Honestly couldn’t remember any of this movie.

12. The Full Score of Fear (2008) [6] Prior to a big music concert in Japan, a famous singer is targeted. The plot was kind of weird and forgettable but idk, I genuinely liked this. Definitely the calmest of DC movies, kind of a nice break from the usual chaos.

13. The Raven Chaser (2009) [9] A serial killer is on the loose and Conan finds himself competing for clues against the Black Organization. Another classic, a tight, fascinating plot, probably the highest plot related stakes in the movie verse. 

14. The Lost Ship in the Sky (2010) [7] The Kaitou Kid targets a jewel from an airship targeted by bio-terrorists. Kid is a little bit too bastard in this one tricking Ran like that but the plot is pretty interesting and has some nail-biting moments. 

15. Quarter of Silence (2011) [4] A train is bombed and the investigation takes them to a snowy village where an unsolved case resurfaces. Again, has some good moments and good visuals but overall was pretty forgettable. I barely remembered it. 

16. The Eleventh Striker (2012) [5] Soccer stadiums are being bombed and its a race against time in the midst of final matches. Same as above, good moments, good action but kind of boring. I liked it slightly more than when I first watched it.

17. Private Eye in the Distant Sea (2013) [1] A spy has been identified onboard a Japanese naval vessel with promises of more murder and mayhem. I was so bored throughout this entire movie and the plot was boring and meandering and didn’t make much sense. 

18. The Dimensional Sniper (2014) [3] A disgruntled American ex-sniper targets those who wronged him. Japan counters with their own sniper. Centralized on American military culture, it focuses on precision shooting with some nice effects but the plot is laughably bad.

19. The Hellfire Sunflowers (2015) [7] The Kaitou Kid targets van Gogh’s Sunflowers but is he becoming murderous? This one is kind of wild but in a fun way. The criminals motivation is baffling but a morally ambiguous Kid and Kid/Conan interactions are delightful. 

20. The Darkest Nightmare (2016) [8] A Black Org member steals a list of all the spies in the BO but loses her memory and she must decide if she wants to go back. Another heavy BO movie, it’s both poignant with crazy, physics defying action scenes. Really enjoyed it. 

21. The Crimson Love Letter (2017) [7] A Karuta card tournament is being threatened while Kahuza battles a girl in cards for Heiji’s love. This one I hadn’t seen before and it was very interesting, Kazuha got the well deserved spotlight along with some fascinating Japanese culture. 

22. Zero the Enforcer (2018) [1] Amuro accuses Kogoro of bombing a building leading to a legal and physical battle of wits and will. I..... I legit was so lost half of this movie. It jumped around wildly and borderline made no sense. Also I’m just not an Amuro fan so I couldn’t dismiss its flaws like I can with Kid movies. 

23. The Fist of the Blue Sapphire (2019) [2] Kaito Kid targets a sapphire in Singapore during a karate tournament and kidnaps Conan. This is the exception that proves the rule, the only Kid movie I legit didn’t like. Its so nonsensical and Kid again is too bastard to be likable. What even was the plot?

[shianhygge-imagines]

FFVII: Dating Headcanons [Rufus Shinra]

AN: Oooohhh yeah! Let’s do this! My brothers and I have been on a cooking spree, my bedroom is a mess, and I’m pretty sure I’m gonna get grief for not cleaning up the move in boxes, but I really need to write something for Rufus TT^TT He needs some love, too!

edit 05/29/2020: So... this was posted before I was aware that the official age for Rufus in the remake is 30 :3 I love him so much 😍

This is so long >.< Somehow it’s just so easy to write for him... 

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~ First and foremost, yes, I know he’s a jerk. But he’s a jerk who almost died, and is now not as much of a jerk. He’s working on it! He’s so young! He has time to improve! I mean Sephiroth almost destroyed the Planet a few times, and Genesis kick started the mayhem, but we still love them!

~ Rufus has dated before the events of FFVII, so if you’re one of the poor unfortunate souls that tried to pursue him before his near death experience... (*sighs and pats your shoulder sympathetically) 

~ Pre-FFVII Rufus learned all his relationship tricks from observing his father’s habits and behaviors from when he was young. Namely, pursue what you’re interested in without hesitation.

~ Pre-FFVII Rufus would never pursue anyone he considers lower than his station. In fact, ‘the help’ pretty much don’t exist in his eyes much like they don’t exist to many other rich folks. Any attempts to catch his sky blue eyes will be unnoticed.

~ He’s only learned to spoil the individual of his affections with materialistic things. Emotional vulnerability isn’t something that he knows how to express to someone that he should treat as an equal without it being related to business.

~ His near death experience humbles him an immense amount. It is around this time that he’ll take notice and respect those who weren’t born into affluence

~ It is very unlikely that any relationship Meteorfall would last. The world, and Rufus, had changed too much to continue with the old as if nothing happened.

~ But you must be wondering about how you’d fallen into this man’s life if he was so unavailable to the normal populace. 

~ You were an AVALANCHE plant into Shinra, where you worked as one of the staff that attended to President Shinra and Rufus Shinra. Your cover story was that you were orphaned in recent years due to escalated conflict between AVALANCHE and Shinra. You were taken in by your mother’s sister, who was sickly and unable to work. As a result, you decided to get a part time job while you completed schooling. Normally, this wouldn’t fly, as you were two years younger than Rufus at the time, but Shinra was never bothered by child labor.

~ You had originally volunteered to spy on the Company executives as a Turk trainee, but Elfie, the leader of AVALANCHE at the time, didn’t wish for someone so young to be put in a place where you were at the mercy of Shinra.

~ Still, working as a maid was hardly dignified work when your employer had a habit of leering at the staff. You had more use as a chef due to having to cook for yourself from an early age.

~ While President Shinra has little problem bribing and seducing members of the work staff into his bed each night, you noticed that Rufus Shinra had not shared his father’s sentiments... at least, not to the same extent that his father did.

~ Rufus Shinra did not take random maids into his bed every night. No. If he ever took a woman into his bed, it was some social climber or heiress that he’d met during a company gala. He would strive to enjoy her company to the fullest of his ability, but rarely did the women he brought back last further than a month with the company heir.

~ You did your best to stay anonymous while feeding information back to AVALANCHE, barely even causing a need for concern when your talents as a chef were discovered and you were transferred to work the kitchens. Even when Rufus had been kidnapped by your fellow troops, and his plot to betray his father revealed, you remained dutiful and inconspicuous.

~ Eventually, you were sent with some of the Turks and part of the main staff with Rufus when he was placed under home arrest. President Shinra had attempted to pursue you during the years of your employment, but you’d remained steadfast and unwilling despite the loyalty that you’d demonstrated during your years of service. Which was why he decided that you were trustworthy enough to spy on his son for him. The humor in the situation was not lost on you.

~ Rufus, in turn, had the Turks under his command run background checks on all the staff that had followed him from the main Shinra estate.

~ Normally, Rufus would have taken zero interest in you. You were, after all, an average civilian by all means. But the one thing that he really took note of, was that you’d been part of the cleaning staff at first before somehow getting transferred into the kitchen staff. Rufus had been impressed by the quality of his food as of recently, so he was pleased to put a name and face to the work.

~ And then he noted that you were younger than him and fairly attractive. He wondered if you had ever slept with his father for money.

~ When Tseng reported that you had been one of the only members on staff that hadn’t slept with President Shinra, Rufus found himself intrigued. Most commoners only ever showed interest in pleasing the rich for their money. For you to turn down the excessive amount of money that his father normally offered in payment... well, you were rather strange.

~ He kept an eye on you after that. Just a notice of what you were doing every so often. Sending his compliments whenever you cooked a particularly delicious meal.

~ After the fiasco with Elfie and Veld, AVALANCHE needed people within Shinra more than ever, sending others into the company to spy. With your established presence in Shinra, you were tasked only to spy on the comings and goings of the executives that visited Rufus, or monitor any business dealings that the newly appointed Vice President was involved in.

~ For a while, you were content with your job cooking meals and occasionally sending out encrypted correspondences to your superiors. And then Rufus left the island for a business meeting that was supposed to be several days long... only to return within the same night because he simply refused to eat anything other than what you cooked.

~ It had been around midnight when Reno sheepishly roused you from your sleep, stating that the vice president was back and he hadn’t been able to eat a decent meal all day. In the back of your mind, you stressed and screamed how it would be possible to cook a full course meal in such little time alone.

~ Still, you hurried to wash your face and brush your teeth, not bothering to change out of your nightwear as you left the room, feeling that haste was more important than propriety. It’s not like Shinra ever comes into the kitchen anyways. I’m going to have to change out of these clothes when I finish cooking. You sulked, not wanting to go to sleep in pajamas that smelled like cooked food.

It is when you were in the middle of making the meal, with a black apron draped over your pajamas, that the door to the kitchen opens. Expecting Reno, who normally came in to snack on whatever you were making, you didn’t turn around. “Reno, for the last time, when I’m cooking for Mr. Shinra, you’re not allowed to mooch for scraps!”

“Does Reno often enter the kitchens to steal food?”

When you were asked by Elena and Reno what your reaction was, you denied being overly startled... even if you did drop the wooden stirring spoon into the large pot of broth.

Quickly fishing the utensil from falling further into the broth, you set the spoon aside and turned to face Rufus Shinra with wide startled eyes. “Mr. Shinra! I... um apologize for my lack of professionalism.” There’s an unasked question to your expression as your gaze darted back and forth between the stove top and your boss. What are you doing in here?

Rufus, for his part, only smirked and gestured to his own attire. Black button down and loose sweatpants, his normally brushed back blonde hair hung in his face. “I believe I’ve inconvenienced you enough by asking you to wake up to cook, Y/N.” His smirk widened, “Don’t mind me, continue as you would.”

The nervous smile on your lips betrayed your thoughts as you turned back to finish up the meal, trying and failing to ignoring the observant blue eyes directed at your back. After a time of silence, with just the vice president staring at you as you cooked, you spoke up with a stutter, “Um... Reno does occasionally come into the kitchen for a snack. B-but it’s not that much of a bother!” You didn’t want to get the friendly Turk in trouble.

“I can have him removed from the kitchen, if you’d like, Y/N.”

The way he said your name sent strange shivers up your spine, and you turned to peek at your boss. “Um... n-no. That’s really not necessary, Mr. Shinra. Reno’s like an annoying big brother. I can handle him.”

Silence settled over the kitchen once more, and you turned to continue stirring the soup, checking the oven for the roasting vegetables. “If you don’t mind my asking, Mr. Shinra... why have you decided to come into the kitchen today? You normally wait in your office or the dining room for the waiting staff to serve you.”

After a beat without answer, you’d begun to think that you’d offended the vice president... and then, “To be honest, I wanted a change of pace from the usual propriety. Eating alone gets tedious and frustrating after a while.” His eyes took on a glint as he stared at you, “And I found myself curious as to who you were. I can’t say I’m disappointed.”

Your shoulders were so tense that you were sure that you’d wake up the next day with an ache. “So, I take it that you’ll be eating in the kitchen?”

Rufus smirked, “That would be a correct assumption, Y/N.”

~ After that night, Rufus would often take his meals in the kitchen unless he was particularly weighed down by work. This caused quite the panic among the kitchen staff, and only served to annoy you when he laid off half the staff in favor of just having you as his private chef. Simply put, you went everywhere that Rufus did.

~ Despite the professionalism you exhibited, serving private meals to Rufus and his dates helped you learn more about the young man. There seemed to be two sides to him, Vice President Shinra, and Rufus.

~ Vice President Shinra was ruthless and fearsome. His business savvy rivaled only the harshest of businessmen, and he treated others with calculated cockiness and false generosity. He often acted in this manner.

~ The other side of him, Rufus, was quiet and reserved despite his business upbringing. This man rewarded loyalty and human gestures, he had a weak spot for desserts, and often made sarcastic comments. He was immensely lonely despite his power and renown, though he hid this part of him behind layers and layers of arrogance. If you were honest with yourself, you had become fond of Rufus Shinra.

~ It is the brief glimpse of humanity that was the reason you found yourself in Shinra Headquarters as Diamond Weapon approached the city.

~ You hadn’t been given orders from anyone in AVALANCHE in a long time, and took that to mean that the organization had shifted its focus elsewhere. This meant that you were free to do as you pleased. And with how close the Diamond Weapon was to Midgar, you found yourself racing to the President’s Office to get the stubborn man out of the building.

~ You reach the office at the same time that the Turks did. They shot you questioning looks as you shoved your way into the office. Out in the distance, a bright light lit up the metropolis, and you didn’t have much time to think before you’d jumped over a desk to pull Rufus to cover. Only a second later, the entire office was blown up.

~ After assisting the Turks in escorting Rufus out of the building and onto an evacuation helicopter, you revealed who you were to the Turks and Rufus. Although you were interrogated further on to what you’d been doing while in Shinra, the worst that you were punished with, was to be let go from your position.

~ Nearly a year later, after you’d used your savings (more than eight years worth of your salary) to open up a small cafe in Edge, you had moved on from your time with Shinra. While you still thought of Rufus and the Turks, you’d never allowed yourself to hope that they might stop by and visit.

~ And none of them showed up, until after you were afflicted with Geostigma.

~ It was a strange moment, when Reno and Rude both walked into your cafe, a cocky smirk on the red head’s face and Rude stoic professionalism. You’d been summoned by Rufus... well, the exact wording was that you were invited to join Rufus for lunch. And while you were slightly peeved at having to leave the cafe to your employees for the day, you went with the Turks regardless. You were just glad to have the opportunity to see them again.

~ Seeing Rufus in the wheelchair at the Healen Lodge, with cloth and bandages covering him... prompted you to reflexively clutch at your own bandaged arm, which was hidden from sight by the jacket you wore. Still, Rufus had always been an observant man.

~ He’d confessed to you his theory that Geostigma was caused by the lingering malicious will of Sephiroth in the Lifestream. And although you’d never blamed Shinra for the plague that was Geostigma, you could tell that Rufus didn’t want you to blame him for that state that you were in.

~ There was no cure, you were told. For you, and for Rufus, your time was short. And then a proposal, “Would you like to return to your previous position?” Somehow, you weren’t quite so sure that was what he meant to say.

~ It is later, when Rufus had retired for the day, that Elena pulled you aside and explained that while Rufus had missed your cooking, he’d missed the companionship that you’d provided. His words, “Would you like to return to your previous position?” was Rufus’ way of asking, “Would you like to spend the rest of your life with me?” or perhaps more accurately, “Would you stay by my side as I die?”

~ And damn it, you were always a bleeding heart, weren’t you.

~ The next morning, when Rufus awoke, a grant breakfast awaited him, with you already sipping your coffee, apron still on.

~ The two of you eventually fell into a comfortable routine as you moved into the Healen Lodge, running your business from afar while remaining by Rufus’ side. At some point, Rufus had taken to holding your hand during meals or when you’d rest against him on the sofa. He’d started to walk around you without the bandages and sheet, only using the wheelchair when the Geostigma became too painful.

~ You didn’t even know that you were dating Rufus until Reno said that he’d get in trouble for flirting with his boss’ s/o. Rufus had been in the room at the time, and did not refute the sentiment, only reinforcing the fact by lacing his fingers with your own and stroking the back of your palm with his thumb.

~ It is so like Rufus to be absolutely certain that you returned his affections. Stupid stubborn fool.

~ Rufus is sweet when the two of you are left to your privacy. He’s as much a cuddler as you are willing to put up with, and he’ll put up with any amount of cuddling you desire.

~ He’s prone to spoiling you, though when you tell him that you would prefer more meaningful gifts, he starts to think about what is useful to you rather than simple showering you with designer clothing or jewelry. He learns to clean and cook just to make you happy.

~ He’s stubborn, refusing to acknowledge that he’s severely weakened even to himself. But it’s during these times where you need to support him the most. Because eventually, the disease will take its toll, and you have to be there to catch Rufus when he falls.

~ It’s almost like the two of you are living each day like your last, except for the fact that Rufus, ever stubborn and determined, has been using his resources to find a cure. Because he can’t accept that the two of you are going to die. Not when he’s only lived his life in a way that he now regrets.

~ At night, when he presses chaste kisses to your lips and pulls you close, Rufus often recounts the things that he regrets most. And letting you go after Meteorfall was his biggest.

~ “It’s my biggest regret. And now, when I have you here by my side, what I want more than anything is more time with you.”

~ The Geostigma doesn’t take either of your lives. Within the month, Elena and Tseng go missing when the remaining Turks are sent to retrieve JENOVA’s remains. Though you don’t wish to go, Rufus sends you away from the Healen Lodge. Some time later, a miraculous healing rain descends from the sky, healing you and Rufus of your Geostigma.

~ That same day, Rufus Shinra proposes to you. ;)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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[saniiieee]

Hope for Humanity

hi guys so this was actually the story that i submitted on the ateez board so i just thought i'd post it here for u guys to read :^) i hope u enjoy it!

word count: 2.1k

genre: sci-fi??? im not sure but it's something like that ㅠㅠ

warnings: kidnapping, near-death experience

After the catastrophe occurred, everything changed.

The skies never became blue again, the grasses never grew back to its green shade, the stars that were once twinkling brightly were nowhere to be seen, and even the sounds of the noisy cicadas at night were never heard from again.

A year passed by but nothing seemed to change.

Is all hope really lost for humanity?

--JULY 7, 2021--

The rays of the sun kissed his soft skin as the waves nearby crashed to the shore. Birds were chirping melodies that rang beautifully in his ears. A waft of the seawater brought by the winds caught the attention of his nose that calmed him down.

His body laid still, enjoying the warmth that the sun brought after a long year of living under a grey sky.

A long haired figure walked towards his direction and sat down beside him.

“Seonghwa-ya,” the figure whispered.

His eyes slowly opened and was met by a pair of brown eyes that belonged to a woman. Her scent reminded him of the freesia flowers that his mom used to gather from their garden back home.

"No matter what happens, you have to find mom. Okay?" She said in a gentle tone, her eyes welling up in tears as she took his hand and handed him a silver bracelet.

Lips quivering, she smiled at him one last time. She got up and slowly retreated, fading into thin air.

Noona. His eyes shot open as he came to his senses, a stray tear falling down his eye. A cold object was clasped in his hand--his older sister's bracelet.

Even though it was a dream, the scent of his sister still lingered near but slowly faded away.

Seonghwa was separated from his sister back in the rescue camp when they had to segregate the men from women.

As if having an amnesia, he doesn't remember her name, but he knows it was her older sister.

He scanned the place and realized that he was alone, sitting up on a couch, inside his friend's cabin.

It was the usual quiet night with the cold breeze of July brushing on his cheeks, sending chills down his spine.

Standing up while rubbing his hands together to make his hands warm, he freshened up and tidied his outfit before heading outside to see if the others were there.

He stepped out and admired the view of the campfire in the middle of the forest, surrounded by carved logs for people to sit on.

"Hyung!" A voice called out. He looked at the source of the voice, sitting on one of the benches.

"Oh Yeosang! I didn't know you were here too!" He joyfully replied back. 

Yeosang was one of his best friends. They met at a rescue camp after the pandemic died down a year ago.

He has blonde hair that matched his complexion and brown eyes that always had a sparkle in them.

"Do you know where everyone went?" Seonghwa asked, walking towards his direction.

The blonde boy shrugged and replied, "I just got here a while ago but I heard that something happened to Yunho's brother so he told me to stay here until you wake up."

Seonghwa nodded in agreement and looked up to the sky only to be met by darkness--no stars; just a dim glint of the moonlight. It was as if he was staring at a blank canvas.

With a lamp in hand, Yeosang offered Seonghwa to take a stroll in a nearby logging area to get some wood for the campfire; and Seonghwa gladly agreed. 

As they were walking, Seonghwa asked, "Did you know that if you looked at the one of the brightest stars at night and make a wish, it will come true?"

The blonde boy looked at the sky for a while and replied with a shrug. Yeosang was legally blind since he was little.

He cannot see anything far away from him so he didn't know what stars really look like except for the ones he saw on story books.

"It's kinda sad because there's not even one star right now and I wanted to make a wish so bad," Seonghwa sulked as they walked quietly to their destination, Yeosang looking at the ground the whole way there.

At the logging area, there was a comfortable silence looming over the two boys while they were picking up wood for the campfire.

The silence was then broken by a sound of footsteps, someone huffing and puffing as if they ran a mile.

"Seonghwa, Yeosang!" The person called out with their shaky voice.

The two boys looked at the source of the voice and it was a woman.

"Haneul noona!" Yeosang exclaimed.

They two boys ran over and helped her sit down on a log. Haneul looked disheveled as sweat ran down her forehead, her eyes swollen for crying so much.

"Please help me find San. We were supposed to go back to the cabin after getting some things for the camp when suddenly someone took him to a truck and fled away," the woman said between sobs, wiping her tears away with her trembling hands.

"Did you see where the truck was headed?" Seonghwa asked as he pat her back to calm her down.

"They were headed northside." Yeosang and Seonghwa looked at each other and helped her up to take her back to the cabin.

3 Hours Ago

"Choi San! I told you to help me pack up food and water for the camp. What on earth are you doing?" San's sister, Haneul, said, clearly irritated by her younger brother's actions.

San was at the doorstep, sitting down with his hands on either side of his cheeks, contemplating his life choices.

Should I still go out with them? He thought to himself.

San stood up abruptly and went inside to help his sister with packing. 

After packing their things, San headed out towards the front of their house with a bag in hand, waiting for his sister to go out.

Suddenly, a truck stopped by and a man walked out heading towards San's direction.

The man's hand covered his mouth while the other hand took his bag and dropped it on the ground as he dragged him back to the truck.

San's sister got out and saw that San was getting dragged by an unknown man towards the truck. She dropped the things she was holding and ran for them but the truck already sped up.

She was left there, panic washing over her face, not knowing what to do.

The truck was speeding through the highway as hiphop music blasted out the stereo.

"Wooyoung! I told you to never to pick me up like that again, someone might have seen you!" San shouted above the booming music inside the truck.

"Yeah I'm sorry it's actually more fun that way," Wooyoung shouted back with a playful smile as they danced to the music.

Wooyoung is San's friend who happens to be a scavenger. He and his gang robs settlements for supplies such as food, water, and medicine--sometimes money if they are lucky.

San was forced to join the gang to pay back Wooyoung's boss who saved them after the pandemic died down. If it weren't for him, they wouldn't be alive and healthy.

San didn't really like the idea of robbing people so he ends up being the getaway driver instead of going out and fighting with the others.

On the way to the settlement they were about to rob, San's eyes were slowly shutting and without hesitation, he drifted into sleep.

San was tied up with chains to a chair.

He opened his eyes and all he saw was darkness. In the darkness, however, a man emerged, staring intently into San's eyes. His lips was sealed off with a chained mask, and an hourglass sat upright on his right hand.

"It's not the reality that makes you lose your dream, it is your decision. Choose well. Will you live like this until your last breath, or will you follow your dream?" The man said with his raspy voice.

All San wanted was to be free from all this mayhem. He wanted to live in peace without disrupting other people's lives.

He wanted to break free from the chains.

He was afraid that one day it will eat up his conscience.

"Choose well." The voice of the man rang through San's ears and he jolted awake, still inside the moving truck.

His heart was beating so fast as sweat dribbled down his forehead.

The thought of running off without anything but a switchblade in the back of his pocket made him ecstatic but nervous at the same time. 

"Hey Wooyoung I think one of our tires are flat, mind checking it?" The driver said as he pushed the hazard button, slowly parking on the side of the road.

I'm sick of this. Now's my chance to go back. San thought to himself.

As the car abruptly stopped, he jumped out of the truck and ran to the direction that they came from with great speed, as if his whole life depended on it.

The driver noticed San escaping and their other gang member tried to run to get him but it was no use, he was already meters away.

"Come on just let him be, guys, I bet he didn't even like this job anyway," Wooyoung said with a broken smile as the two gang members came back to him.

Hours passed, San was exhausted. He laid down on the side of the road, covered in sweat. His lips dry, his throat parched and in need of water.

Is this how I'm going to leave the Earth? Will I not see my sister again? Did I really have to leave Wooyoung behind?

All these questions were running in his mind, asking for answers that he hopes would be given to him.

Suddenly a beam of light came to his view, the purrs of a car engine made him come to his senses. He held up a hand as a signal, hoping for the people inside to see.

The car tires screeched to a halt and San sighed in relief, smiling as his eyes looked up to the dark  sky. Pairs of feet got off the car to go to where San was lying down and one of them was his sister's.

"Choi San! You idiot! Why would you leave your older sister like that?" His sister cried as she cradled him in her arms, tears flowing freely down her face.

San smiled at her and shakily breathed out.

A pair of hands offered to help him sit down and gave him water to drink. San gulped it down as quickly as he can because he craved for water after running for such a while.

Yeosang and Seonghwa were the other two people that his sister was with. Seonghwa took their village captain's car while Yeosang helped Haneul to get supplies for the long ride.

Thanks to them they got to San just in time before he passes out. 

The boys helped San up to walk towards their car to let him rest and get settled down, his sister taking out a blanket from the trunk of the car to keep San warm.

"Hey, we're moving to another settlement. It was raided by a gang and we got out of there just before everything turned into chaos," Seonghwa announced and they all nodded in agreement.

They all got into the car with Seonghwa driving, Yeosang in the passenger's seat, and the Choi siblings at the back. They drove off to another area in hopes that a settlement or village will let them stay.

A day of driving passed by and they stumbled upon the village where Yunho and his brother was living in. There were people guarding the gates in case scavengers try to rob them of their supplies.

Seonghwa drove the car near the gate and notified them about what happened to their settlement.

They were brought in and they were met with Yunho and his brother, welcoming them to their village. They lived there for good and it was a pleasing sight. Everyone was smiling despite the struggles that they've been through.

Yes, there might be some challenges such as shortages of food and supplies; however what matters the most is that they're together, living on and living forward to where life takes them.

Even if the skies will never turn blue again, if the grasses never grew back its green shade, if the stars will never show up in the night sky, and if the sounds of the cicadas at night will never be heard from again, atleast all hope is not lost for humanity. 

[justimajin]

A Lone Wolf’s Howl ☾ Part 7

⇾ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

⇾ Genre: Angst, Fluff, Action, Eventual Smut 

↳ Werewolf AU

⇾ Words: 5.2k 

⇾ Warnings: graphic descriptions of blood and violence

⇾ Summary: Jungkook and you have been like two peas in a pod for the majority of your lives; whether it was going through the ups of downs of the horrid teenage change, to transitioning to the racing world of attempting to be adults. Simply put, you’ve been inseparable and glued to each other’s sides longer than you can remember. But one fateful day seems to completely change everything you had faith in and you begin to wonder if there was ever a time where you and your best friend even knew each other’s true colors.

⇾ Moodboard Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Night settles into the bedroom, your eyes tracing over the large window and seeing drops of water splatter occasionally against the fine glass. Thoughts are racing in your mind, pulling and tugging you forward and backward, sparking even the notion that perhaps if you hadn’t fallen into these string of events, perhaps if you had been more careful during the first night of your hunt – you wouldn’t be here at all. 

Would you ever consider joining us one day? 

Joining. Uniting. Crossing that fine line and standing in front of your sister's faces with a morphed form, the pure look of betrayal being plastered onto their features before contorting into utter resentment. Shunning out who you are, what you’ve always been until this point because of a careless mistake. 

Joining the one thing you know would cast away everything you had ever known. 

But what you can’t cast away, is the reality of it all. 

Rolling over to your side, your eyes drift over and then lock onto your hands, recalling how they would once emit bright protective bursts and conjugate steel for battle. 

Now they’re capable of transforming into a four-legged creature, the very creature that you’ve learned to eradicate. 

You sit upright in the bed with a sigh, sheets ruffled around you as you press a hand against the side of your temple. 

You’re a hybrid – a cross between a wolf and a slayer.

Does that mean you’re still a slayer? 

Or a wolf? 

Where do your loyalties even fall now? 

Letting out a low exhale, you glance back at the night sky and the moon has risen in the middle, the same moon casting a light hue on your eyes. 

The moon glows orange. 

It happens within a split second, causing you to blink your eyes and hurriedly rub at them to draw out some of the sleep. Glancing up again, the moon is still covered in its yellowish hue but after a moment, it sparks orange again. 

Planting your feet onto the ground, you take the blinds and push them back, unveiling a better view. A collection of them follows, more and more orange sparking into the sky right before the moon. Walking closer, the distinctive pattern they layout feels incredibly familiar to you when the palm of your hand lays flat against the glass. 

A sudden loud thud jolts you out of your thoughts, your daze snapping within an instant as you whip around with a sharp gasp. A heavy hand is placed over your heart however your shoulders sink back down when Jungkook appears at your door, concerned filled eyes latching onto you. 

“Are you okay?” He takes rushed steps towards you, hands instantly wrapping around your arms and evoking a flinch from you at the sudden forwardness. Ignoring his actions, his words confuse you and you simply nod in which a sigh of relief escapes him. 

“There’s been an attack…” His eyes dart away, drawing astray, “By Crimson.”

You blink, wondering to yourself if you had heard him correctly. Jungkook’s hands drop from your arms and his head lowers down, causing you to take a step back. Spinning around, your wide eyes frantically trace over every single orange flash – taking in everything you possibly could, “C-Crimson…?” 

Your eyes land onto the faded imprint on the window, marked by your own hand, “I have to go.”

Fear enters your eyes when Jungkook sounds like he’s made up his mind, being firm with his answer. He doesn’t expect anything, not even mere surprise or dwelling fear from you since you had clearly stated what your future intentions were going to be. However, it catches him off guard when you turn him with those very same expressions contorted on your features. 

He looks away again, “To fight.” 

“You… and the other wolves?” He nods but containing the small smile that surfaces on him isn’t something he can accomplish. 

“My family needs me.” 

You merely stare at him for a moment, frozen until suddenly arms are wrapping around you. You flinch – not imagining Jungkook would step forward just to hug you, but when he separates from you, it’s written all over his face. 

Goodbye. 

For now.

The door closes with a thud and all your eyes can do is watch his form fade before him, constantly wondering inside your mind as to why seeing him leave, seeing him leaving to fight the people you’ve chosen to stand by until the end of time felt like a nail was slowly driving into you. 

Orange continues to burst through the window, the glass reflecting the colour onto your uneasy hands. 

***

The wood creaks when it comes into contact with your foot, the wind outside seeping in through the walls like hushed echoes. It’s not until you make your way all the way down the various steps when you hear the loud boom, almost like a massive explosion had just gone off when you immediately jolt. The sound is accompanied by a string of thuds and grunts, all coming out hovered from the thin interior of the walls. 

Attempting to get a closer view as to what was going on, the small window above the door flashes a brighter orange. The sounds only intensify, a mixture of snarls and howls hitting against shines of bronze. 

You spot a blue wolf, working its way around the dirt before launching itself in front of a dark grey wolf and towards a black-clothed fighter who seems to be pouring all of her energy on fighting the grey wolf. The blue wolf is simply tossed to the side, evoking a flinch out of you when its form hits hard against the dirt and rolling over with a whine as the grey wolf is left defenceless once again. 

It spells out something very clearly for you – a continuous trend. 

Every time a howl is let out, it’s quickly silenced with a firm hit. 

Your field of vision distorts, attempting to direct your sight to somewhere else, but that’s when it lands on the sheer amount of red scattered across the floor and the accompanied bodies following it. They still move, but many of them have scarlet spilling out various parts – arms, legs, torso’s as they desperately crawl towards the mayhem you were just observing a couple of seconds ago. 

A hand raises over your mouth, concealing the unruly stench and hushing down the harsh breaths that are threatening to escape you. The scene itself is one that you have faced before, standing by your sisters and sharing a very common goal in mind – but viewing the same scene from the outskirts, viewing the same treacherous field with fresh eyes instead of engaged ones, has an unsettling feeling swirling in the pit of your stomach. 

A loud cry breaks you out of your thoughts, whipping around to see another door come slamming open and a blood-covered, exhausted Namjoon drag himself into the premises. His eyes are frantic, darting everywhere as he huffs in bringing the body on his side into the room. 

“Hoseok! I need you in here!” Your eyes widen when Namjoon’s tone comes out as scorched and hoarse, surprise arising at never hearing him speak in such a way. His searching eyes eventually land on you and you suck in a breath at the feral gold glowing inside his eyes. He places the body carefully down and takes long strides towards you, heavy steps coming in your direction. 

You wonder what you should say, what would even deem to be correct to say in such a situation, but before you even have the chance to muster up a string of words, Namjoon simply passes by you. Your heart sinks, already being able to feel every single drop of hostility radiating off of his form as he reaches to open the door you were peeking through. 

A person comes dashing in, tangled brown locks covered with clumps of dried blood and trails of sweat running down his face. He heaves in a breath, eyes exchanging a silent look with his Alpha who nods and then turns to return to the field. 

The door closes and Hoseok sprints to the table, warm hands cupping the cheeks of the fallen member before scattering around the room, desperately pulling drawer after drawer from a cupboard. Your eyes move from the man on the table to him and you walk over to his right, pulling out drawers yourself. 

Hoseok glances at you for a mere second and pauses, before his eyes drift over to what you were doing, and he resumes searching. Soon, an array of medical supplies have been pulled out – from long white dressings to healing medication. Hoseok gestures for you to place down the supplies and he takes out a pair of scissors, hurriedly cutting them up and then wrapping then around the man’s bloody leg.

“Why don’t you leave him here to be healed?” You ask, watching Hoseok hurriedly make a series of wraps, “You can hide him here where it’s safe and go back to fight.”

“Because we need him right now, as well as me.” Hoseok grunts, pulling tightly on the white cloth until there’s no blood flowing through and soaking it, “If I leave him, our numbers will keep dropping and no one will be on the sidelines.” 

“We’ll lose.” Hoseok sighs, sending you a remorseful smile that has your insides turning before he takes some water from a bowl and splashing it against the man’s face. “Hey, Taehyung. Come on, wake up.” 

Hoseok continues to shake the man until his eyes regain conscious and then hosts him up on the table to sit as he leans against him. He heaves out deep breathes, eyes scrunching up in pain and fisting Hoseok’s shirt but attempting to keep himself upright. His eyes slowly upward, making contact with yours as he gives you the same stiff smile Hoseok and it feels like a slap to the face. 

You don’t even have an estimate, heck you don’t think anyone actually even bothered to count how many wolves have been injured or hurt by your own clan. It simply never mattered, because the objective that was always upheld never changed. 

EXTERMINATE THEM. 

To see their numbers dwelling down, to see that you were making progress and riding the world of something horrible and dangerous, to see one of them struggling to be okay so he can survive enough to continue the fight. 

Your people did this. 

No. 

You did this. 

Before Taehyung has a chance to return, the room is suddenly filling up with multiple wolves, all carrying the same look of exhaustion and sensation of being on the verge of collapsing. Your eyes frantically move around, wondering why they were all choosing to come back when the flashes outside only seem to be growing intense by the minute. 

The door slams shut, a click sounding before a familiar wolf moves alongside his pack. Your eyes widen taking him in, tracing all over his feverish state and similar feral golden eyes, before he staggers onto the ground. 

You move forward, attempting to hold onto him before he meets the ground and he clings onto you, resting some of his weight. His eyes meet you and they appear to want to say something, but the lack of energy doesn’t allow him to. 

“We had to come back.” 

You turn your eyes away from Jungkook and notice Yoongi hovering over you, sharing the same look of exhaustion mixed in with something else. 

Yoongi down-casts his eyes, uttering the same words that cause a mortified expression to twist on your features, “Because we’ve been forced to retreat.” 

***

“The attacks have been coming from the south side, they’ve defiantly identified our weak spot and their numbers have also been increasing rapidly.” Yoongi states in a rushed tone, eyes locking onto his Alpha. 

Namjoon hums, seated down and folding his hands together on the table in front of him as his eyes roam around, scanning the room that’s now filled with wolves. Some appear absolutely drained on the ground, eyelids fluttering shut at the peak of exhaustion while others chose to stand but sway as they do. “We don’t seem to be holding up any better either.”

“Injuries have been sustained.” Yoongi briefly glances at Taehyung, before his eyes move him around the room similar to his superior, “But choosing to constantly fight won’t do much for us this time.”

Namjoon’s hands fall apart and his fists tighten, sharp canines tightening, “They’ve gotten stronger this time.” Letting his hands loosen with a sigh, he rubs at his sore eyes and a sombre look sparks within them that latches onto his resting members, “It won’t be too long until they finally make their way here.”

“What are they after?” 

Your voice cuts through the silence, evoking surprised looks from both Namjoon and Yoongi alongside a collection of curious ones from the remaining members. Shaking the puzzlement off, Namjoon rests a hand against his cheek and directs his golden eyes straight at you. “I think it should be obvious at this point – you.”

You gulp, a tingle of buzz running down your body and your throat running dry when the words escape you, “Then why don’t you just hand me over?” 

“No.” The person you had least expected to answer you decides to respond and you dart a quick intrigued look when Yoongi crosses his arms and looks away, “You’re one of us now and we never hand over any one of our kind.” 

Your mouth falls agape at his firm words, wondering what he was thinking in such a way, “There’s no point though. You’ll self-destruct if you don’t hand me over.”

“Then we’ll self-destruct until we explode. You haven’t been a wolf for long so you probably don’t know, but it doesn’t matter what’s thrown at you.” Yoongi’s voice turns hoarse, eyes flashing gold, “We always protect our kind.” 

Protect? 

Why…why would they want to protect you?

 “Y/N?” A familiar voice croaks, blocking the thoughts out when Jungkook reaches a hand out to get your attention. He’s slumped down on the ground next to you and winces when raising his arm causes too much pain to cascade through his body but persists, “You’re not hurt right?” 

You shake your head, “Why would I be hurt? Those are my people out there.”

A stiff smile is on his face, like he knew something that you didn’t. “You’re a wolf. Slayers hunt wolves.”

You furrow your brows, simply staring at him when he attempts to sit up, “Isn’t it slayers job to exterminate all wolves?” 

“But they wouldn’t though, I-“ You stop in your tracks, taking in what Jungkook was saying. 

Was there really anything stopping them from killing you? Killing another wolf?

“We need to come up with another plan.” Namjoon states, his voice commanding all eyes on him as he glances over to Yoongi, “We don’t have enough time.”

Yoongi shakes his head, eyes tracing over the intricate designs of the floor when his mind can’t seem to formulate a decisive plan. “Our options are limited, and they won’t stop until they’ve infiltrated us.” 

Namjoon hums in agreement, placing a thoughtful finger on his chin. 

“Let me fight with you.” 

Both heads turn, wondering if the voice they heard was truly coming from your direction when you stare at them with determined silver eyes. 

“You want to fight with us?” Despite just stating you will, Yoongi can’t comprehend why this was something you were choosing to do. “Go against your own kind?” 

“I’ll have to face them one way or another…” Standing up from the spot on the ground next to Jungkook, your eyes stray over to Hoseok and Taehyung, who was still struggling to stand up. “…and I’m part wolf now, meaning I need to protect my own kind too.” 

The silence that greets you back tells you that Yoongi was expecting that type of answer from you and it was one answer you hadn’t been expecting from yourself quite frankly either. However, something that didn’t come within your training and had to come from yourself was your sense of protection and that wasn’t going to ever dwindle no matter what side you ended upon. 

“Well then,” Yoongi smiles smugly, “Looks like it’s time for you to get in on the action.” 

***

“This isn’t a good idea Y/N.” Jungkook slowly trails behind you as he occasionally winces, watching you hurriedly suit up your boots. 

“I have to go Jungkook, none of you are going to last out there like this.” You stomp your foot on the ground, glancing at him. “I’m a hybrid now so hopefully that can give us some kind of upper hand.” 

A hand lands on your arm and stops you in your tracks. You don’t expect the sincerity in Jungkook’s eyes nor the hushed tone he uses, “Would you really do this? For us?”

You pause, fumbling on any possible words you could respond with. Truthfully the reasoning behind it all is still foggy in your mind, however, there’s something inside you that’s telling you that you can’t just sit back and relax while they hurt themselves like this. Besides, you’re starting to think it was about time you faced those orange flashes in front of your eyes. 

“You shouldn’t be going.” 

A third voice causes both you and Jungkook to turn to see Jimin standing against the doorway with crossed arms, “This is our fight, not yours.” 

Furrowing your brows, you notice that Jungkook turns stiff next to you, recoiling closer behind you until his entire form shrinks. Moving your eyes back to Jimin, you wonder why he decided to even intrude on your conversation, “I’m still going.” Stating the words, the dissatisfaction on Jimin’s and Jungkook’s faces is clear alike, but you leave the room and don’t look at either of them. 

Walking across the hall, you notice that Jungkook leaves the room as well, sending an indecipherable look at Jimin before trailing behind you. You wonder if you should ask him about it, especially from how noticeable his actions could be without him not knowing, but then your eyes catch onto the members standing together at the front gate. 

They’re all lined up together, looking considerably better than before. Namjoon is talking to Yoongi and Seokjin, appearing to be giving them a set of instructions while Hoseok stands behind them with an arm around Taehyung, carefully listening but not letting him slip through his hands. 

However, the moment you take a step forward, all eyes are suddenly glued to you. The looks range from distant and wary, and you know exactly why.

You were dressed in slayer clothing. 

When you draw closer to them, they still talk with one another, but you see their eyes drifting over to you occasionally, eyes growing colder by the minute. 

Walking closer to Taehyung and Hoseok, you notice how the latter’s face isn’t as pale as before and you turn to Hoseok, “Is he doing better?” 

Hoseok smiles at you, perhaps the only member aside from Jungkook and Taehyung to do so before he nods, “Not as great before the fight happened but he can pull through.” 

Your eyes move over to Taehyung, who gives you an exhausted smile paired alongside with his droopy eyes. A hand raises from your right side, Yoongi gesturing everyone to stay quiet but to start moving out. Everyone advances together but you decide to slide up ahead, staying closer to the front of the pack. 

Jungkook joins you much to your own surprise and whispers in a low tone, “Stay near me, okay?” 

You hum, but as soon as the doors open, you witness firsthand the havoc that was ensuring outside the base’s walls. Your features completely contort when you take in the sheer amount of blood splattered all over the ground, the loud cries echoing thought the field and the pent-up rage shimmering off on the opposite side. The sheer amount of slayers before you is intimidating to view as well – you had only ever seen beasts on the other line, but seeing slayers now gives you a different kind of chill. 

It’s horrifying to look at them like this, out for blood and to kill. 

“We don’t need to hurt them, just get them to stop moving closer to our base.” 

As if Jungkook already knew what was brewing up inside your mind, you turn to see him giving you a reassuring smile. You nod, taking a deep breath and relaxing down your shoulders. 

Clasping your hands together, a flash of white shines until you spread them apart and the golden sword comes blazing through. The werewolves near you morph into their wolf counterparts, bones cracking and fur emerging, loud snarls echoing through the field. Glancing over to your right, you see a range of colours, from Namjoon’s dark brown wolf in the front to a large black and salmon pink wolf right behind him and the red and shady blonde wolves that follow. They’re all in perfect formation, preparing to launch themselves straight forward when you turn your head even more to lock eyes with your best friend, who gives you a small smile before his entire form morphs. 

It happens within a flash, his hands turning into claws and ears poking out from the base of his head. Caramel-brown fur emerges all over his arms and legs before his hands go forward and he’s instantly transformed into a wolf and running with you on his paws. Your jaw drops – not knowing how incredible the ability was until seeing it with your own two eyes. 

Jungkook’s wolf halts before a group of slayers and you grip onto the hilt of your sword, a blaze of orange instantly surging out and engulfing it. Raising the sword, the gold clashing against bronze and you whip around, defending around yourself in a circle. 

You grit your teeth, attempting to hold them back as much as you can. Sending one slayer flying back with a brutal impact from your sword, she staggers, and you glance behind you, eyes latching onto Jungkook’s wolf who is holding back his own group of slayers. Your eyes dart over, watching the entire field immersed in battle, wolves and slayers distributed along the ground and far from the base. 

Taking in a deep breath, you whip the dripping sweat off from your forehead and bring forth your arm when a sword is raised against you. You see the slayers getting up from the ground, rushing to you and you continue to swing your sword and push them back. 

However, instead of ruthlessly swinging your sword around this time, you falter when your eyes take in the looks on the faces. 

They’re represented differently on each individual, but you can them clearly reflected. 

Confusion. 

You bite your lip back, noticing that behind each face that confronts you, there’s a vicious layer of puzzlement that resides in their attacks.

The worst part is when you can understand the anguish and resentment. 

How do you tell them that what you’re protecting is what you need to kill? 

Bitterly turning away from the matter, you continue to fight and watch as similar coloured flames collide with one another. Yet after going through more and more members, your strength dwindles and you find yourself heaving, looking around to notice that you weren’t the only one. 

They were overpowering everyone. 

You raise your sword, but it gets tossed to the side when your arm can barely reach up enough to defend. The slayers advance and you can sense every single drop of furious anger radiating off of them when they walk closer to you. 

Sweat drips down your temples and your hands are clammy, but you reach for your sword, knowing you can’t give up. 

Not when everyone will be defeated. 

Taking raspy gasps, you tighten your hold on the hilt and summoning as much energy you can into your fist. With a cry, you charge forward and pounce back harder this time, gold hitting against bronze. 

Silver blazes. 

You can only stare when the sword transitions from orange to silver, a soft grey that compares to the silver brewing in your eyes. Your opponent is also surprised, watching the now two different colours clash with each other. Although that reaction doesn’t remain for long when they pull back, soon charging at you as you sink back down into a defence position. 

A scream emits from her throat. 

It pierces your ears, tearing them apart when you glance at the now fallen slayer, her hand separated from the cascading heat her sword emits with her eyes sealed shut. You glance at her and then your sword, the silver faintly touching your hands but not giving you the same tear-jerking sensation. 

Your shaken eyes remain on your sword, too occupied to notice the sword slowly coming up behind you until it's reflected through the gold. Whipping around, silver meets orange again and the slayer has the same reaction. She drops her sword, staggering away from you in pain. 

One by one, they fall before you. You don’t understand why, but when you look around yourself and notice the numbers moving father and father from the base, you decide not to question it. Soon you’re left standing with slayers on the ground, each experiencing the same excruciating pain your sword had given them. 

Leaving your fighting spot, you head towards where the other wolves are. A blur of blue flashes by you, soaring on its paws at the same speed as you and you briefly turn to glance at it, noticing that the shade seemed familiar to you. 

The wolf speeds up before throwing itself directly at a slayer in front of you, knocking her down onto the ground as the wolf rushes to pounce onto another one. It continues to do this, moving from slayer to slayer until they’ve all been eliminated from your path. 

It’s strange and becomes even more peculiar when the blue wolf sticks to you, a satisfied look on its face every time it gets the opportunity to jump forward. Snatching your eyes away from it, they instantly widen when you notice the sheer number of wolves transcending over in a distance, all covered with streaks of blood gaping out from freshly cut wounds as they get demolished within a sea of black. 

The speed in your legs accelerates, sword sparking up in a bright silver when it comes into contact with a sword similar to your own. You grit your teeth, holding onto the sword until your knuckles turn pale and the silver only intensifies. 

Before you even know it, the slayer lets out a piercing scream, dropped her sword into the dirt on the ground as if the very touch burns her. Surrounding slayers gaze at their fallen comrade with confusion before they hurl themselves towards you and the same happens to them, only with greater intensity as you summon as much power as you can. 

The rest have contorted expressions on their faces, as if they were fighting against something they weren’t prepared for and hurriedly retreat. You huff out a breath, the silver glow around your sword dimming down when you turn around to face a line of wolves simply staring at you. Just like the slayers weren’t prepared for you to launch such a havoc attack, the wolves are similar in being frozen in a state of shock from the sudden wave of flashing silver that was rapidly wiping away the large volume of slayer numbers. 

A content smile is on your lips, almost tasting victory when the slayers continue to scatter away as their numbers are significantly reduced. You glance back at the line of wolves, looking to them with triumphant eyes that are only met with grateful ones. 

That’s when a loud ear-splitting growl echoes through the grounds and you spin around, only to hear it fade down into a distant human scream that sends a cascade of shivers down your spine when you can recognize who exactly the voice belonged to. 

“JUNGKOOK!” Your voice comes out harsh as your legs are instantly sprinted forward when you catch sight of your best friend on the ground, lying in a pool of blood collecting around him as he recoils into himself. Your boots skid against the dirt when they come to a halt and you instantly sink to your knees, eyes flickering everywhere and reaching out to hold onto him as your sword slips out of your hands. 

His entire face is covered in a layer of sweat, and he harshly clenches his mouth. You glance down at his side, noticing that his hand was glued to his lower abdomen and the material of his shirt was soaking up the majority of the bloody residue. That’s when his eyes begin to flutter, slowly shutting when he succumbs down. 

“J-Jungkook…?” You don’t even realize you’re crying until harsh tears roll down your cheeks and stain his shirt. Reaching a shaky hand, you place it against his cheek, hoping that he’ll give you some type of reaction.

Slowly opening up his lids, Jungkook sucks in a heavy breath and raises his bloody hand. You lean closer to him, only to notice that was trying to point behind you as desperation leaks into his eyes. 

Your eyes immediately widened, and you whip around, unsheathing your sword from the ground and raising it high. The base of your sword is left only being a mere inch away from your nose when it comes into contact with bronze, a hooded shadow figure leaning over you. 

Gritting your teeth, you push against them with your sword and lift it, silver blazing as you’re ready to unleash havoc on the figure. 

But that’s when they lower their sword, bringing it down as your own is still held up. Confusion sparks within you when they retract their opposing hand, bringing it over to their hood and slowly dragging it down. 

From the dark silver eyes to the gray strands of hair and a dark smile, every inch that’s revealed to you only has you sinking back and has your heart rate spiking up. It violently thuds against your chest and a sickening sensation twists within your stomach when a recognizable face stands before you.

Your voice only serves to come out as a faint whisper as your sword lowers. 

“M-Mother?”

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Birth of the Antichrist

Hahahahahahahahaha. Hahahaha haha. Ohh ha ha ha ha. Sooooo, anyone want a list of some things that would most likely probably happen during/before/after/surrounding Jacknife's tender and special moment? No? Ok, here it is: - It would totally take place in the Doctor's de facto "hospital room" of sorts seen in the episode "Mayhem Donor". I was planning on going for that other hospital-like area in the prison from "Special Needs", but I figured this was a slightly less suitable place for the delicate process of labor, thus making it MORE appealing. - And offering up his space was the LAST of the Doctor's involvement with the pregnancy. He more or less took care of Jacknife while he rode out the end of his pregnancy at Superjail - mad scientist, obstetrician, same thing. However, the Doctor got SO fed up with Jacknife's terrible behavior during their appointments, such as Jacknife kicking him in the throat while on the exam table in hopes of snatching some rubbing alcohol up high on a shelf, that he relinquished every duty dealing with that son of a bitch and his demon spawn. So that left only Jailbot to attend the delivery for ““““moral support””””... and Jared, who the Warden ordered to tag along. It's not like Warden would be game to do that dirty work himself. Jared's already a basket case, never mind that he seems to be terrified of Jacknife, so suffice it to say he wasn't excited out of his mind for the new arrival. - The offspring actually reared his ugly head a month too early mainly because of Jacknife's poor lifestyle choices becoming disappointing prenatal habits. And it JUST SO HAPPENED that Jailbot couldn't help tending to a duty outside the confines of Superjail a day before the momentous surprise. Really... it was a terrible, terrible coincidence that no one likes to see happen. Therefore, with Jailbot MIA, that left Jared alone to "bond with" Jacknife for a good half of the experience. - The morning before the birth, Jacknife experienced one last big gust of chaotic energy. A not-so-calm before the storm, if you will. Feeling totally himself (the strange and ominous pains from last night were somehow gone for the moment!), his personality really sparkled through: sat around a table with a gaggle of the main inmates (this was part of a parental education plan set in motion by the Warden, to which every step had magnificently backfired; in this particular case, the objective was to teach Jacknife the general social skills he sorely lacks and might have needed to be a loving and agreeable parent), he cheated at poker, somehow got into an altercation with Lord Stingray, and physically drooled over an X-rated magazine that he snatched out of someone's hands as the guys half-jokingly gave him the sage advice of getting all his titty goodness in now before he came face-to-face with his bundle of joy. (Barely anyone REALLY thought he would ACTUALLY take on the responsibility of parenthood. They set the bar low after they saw what happened with "that Ultraprison broad".) Alas, Jacknife later leapt straight onto the table to reach for something in a way a pregnant person should not, and there reverberated a mighty splash! An already straining large-sized prison uniform was now drenched, and everyone knew the magic was surely moments away. - During the first moments in the "birthing center", Jared feared for his life as Jacknife, the cause for his terror, prepared to bring new life into the world. Soon enough, though, the ambiance took a turn. Jacknife got that dad sold my toys for booze look on his face. Water works were impending. Jacknife sniveled grossly as Jared reassurred him that he was sure he could do this, because he had already been through SO MUCH WORSE. I mean c'mon! "What's 7 or 8 pounds squeezing through a too-small hole?!" That was Jared's method of uncomfortably consoling someone whom he feels like HE needs consoling when in the presence of. He was freaked out. (Joke's on them. The abomination would slide comfortably over the 10-lb mark.) "Arrggggghrrrrr!!" Jacknife replied. (Their heartfelt moment was cut short from him tensing and sitting up at the discovery of another contraction.) - At long last, a rushed Jailbot burst into the room, demolishing the door as he zoomed into his rightful spot. Not before Jared sped up to him and began speaking inconspicuously through clenched teeth though. "Jailbot! Thank goodness you're here! He's...crazy...!" - As depicted above, Jared verbalized the strangeness of the situation while speaking words of encouragement to the convict. Meanwhile, Jailbot whipped out a metal tentacle arm with an accordion fan attachment from his limitless internal arsenal to fan the shit out of the very overheated Jacknife. - See that scowl on his screen? Take a good look. That's a >:[ of concern. Jailbot was at first absolutely ecstatic about getting to watch Jacknife experience childbirth - since it's of course world-renowned as the worst pain of one's life and putting Jacknife through pain is that sadistic machine's specialty. However, as the orifice that Jacknife would soon birth his child out of gradually opened up, so did Jailbot's heart............ <3 and he began to feel twinges of worry and well wishes for Jacknife and soon-to-be baby. Aaaaawww. - Jacknife flipped Jailbot off because classy and he can't say "You did this to me". - Jacknife also screamed bloody murder. In other words, it sounded like a typical Superjail intro. - Later on, things got super srs. Of his own accord, Jacknife changed position a bunch of times while displaying an uncharacteristic expression of focus because even absolutely feral career criminals "listen to their bodies" and "just know" during labor. Apparently. - Jailbot was the one to receive the dignified honor of Catching The Baby, after which he magically brandished a large pair of scissors and cut the cord too. At once, Jacknife flopped down flat on his back and let out an exasperated sort of groan out of sheer relief and exhaustion. But, in an instant, Jared made eye contact with him from behind Jailbot and tried to be a good sport: "Well, you're not pregnant anymore!" To which Jacknife responded by sitting up like a shot and grinning maniacally ear-to-ear at his newfound freedom. - Ever since it was revealed that Jailbot was the culprit of the knocking up of Jacknife through means such as accidental scientific intervention (of course before an encounter with Jailbot's vibrate mode under the stars), it was a total mystery to everyone as to what on God's green earth the product could actually be. Boy or girl? And aside from the traditional sex-guessing, (sub-)human, robot, or sinful in-between? So when a little mistake with nothing but the best of both worlds VIEW HERE came to say hello, Jacknife groaned in shock at the appearance of his new son, but it was all Jailbot could do not to be overjoyed at nature's wondrous meld of himself and his favorite felon. He was a bit concerned beforehand about the aftermath of a scandalous union between prison staff and inmate resembling him, but not when it *felt so right like this*. Now, all they had to do was remove the infant from jail premises asap. - The rest of the staff (well, the Warden and Alice) entered after the initial festivities. They all (the staff) got misty. Even Alice. It's because their Jailbot was officially a new parent now. They grow up so fast. - Meanwhile, Jacknife sat up in bed grudgingly and carelessly holding his spawn. With everyone totally enveloped in the feel-good event of the century, the four staff members simultaneously turned their heads toward him and smiled down at him encouragingly. Jacknife reciprocated the gesture by growling at them in resentment. - So it was then that Jailbot had an idea to diffuse the tension: He slid open an internal compartment and classically passed out cigars to the attendees of the room. After presenting the Warden, Jared, and Alice with theirs, he paused meaningfully when he got to Jacknife and reflected on the few times over the past couple months where he had to pry cigarettes and other non-pregnancy-friendly substances from his grubby hands. Now that the fetus was out, he felt more than happy to make a crook's day with a tobacco product. Jacknife was over the moon when he saw a metal claw outstretched to him grasping something to smoke, beaming as his jaw went slack and tongue lolled right out. And in order to free his hands to grab the cigar, he made a sacrifice as we sometimes must and tossed the infant off the side of the bed. Poor Jared happened to be standing there and BARELY caught the fortunate robot child totally improptu as he frowned in a panic with his teeth chattering away. Activate Jailbot emoticon for pissed. - And speaking of Jared, he addressed Jailbot and Jacknife and asked what the hell they were gonna do. Good question. :/  The violent mute duo were somehow legitimately excused from SJ for only a couple days so they could hang at Jacknife's place and do their equivalent of discussing their options. (They JUST came to the conclusion that they should not, could not, and ultimately would not actually parent their offspring together. Imagine that!) Jailbot came up with a modified means of transport for the journey away from Superjail (oooooooohh! That lucky robot's about to soak up the wrong side of the tracks!) since there was currently a third passenger in the equation, and who would trust Jacknife to hold a baby with two hands while sitting on a chair, never mind with one as he flew through the sky? That's my question. It turned out Jailbot conveniently morphed into a boxy vehicle with a seat and metal safety bar in front, like something out of an amusement park, and Jacknife sat inside with the kid. What do you know, the little shit got airsick because it was his first time and he graced Jacknife's flesh with some fresh bile. Gross man: "Eeeeeeeewww!" -  During the precious family moments, Jacknife's lack of grace as a parent was spelt out clear as day, as Jailbot temporarily assumed the brave role of single robotic father, more or less (although the "microscopic quotient of selfless love" Jacknife's been rumored to possess came out to play once in a blue moon in such manners as Jacknife scaring the ever-loving shit out of his offspring by pulling wacky faces at him from an already unsightly mug). Now, someone also had to nourish the fruit of their loins from the warmth of their own bosom, all the while said someone wished he could be the spectator instead of the participant and the participant could be someone with bazookas big enough to fill a bra. But alas! You can't always get what you want. Oh yeah and I'm not sure what becomes of the baby afterward yet. But let me tell you. He's goin' places.

[zerolympiustrife]

Cloud tackles Remnant, Record 3

Title: Light the Beacon up in the Clouds!

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*After some time later, Cloud gets off an Airship, then walks down the Main Avenue of Beacon, looking somewhat impressed*

Cloud (eyes widened): Whoa...this academy is huge...! ...But not as big as Midgar was back in my world.

*Stops in his tracks, grabs his sword, and stands boastfully in front of the academy, looking up at the tower, mimicking his “standing in front of Midgar” pose from FFVII*

Cloud (smirking): Looks like I’ll finally find some answers.

???: Hey! Who the hell are you?!

*Cloud stops looking at the tower, then looks at the entrance, seeing Team CRDL standing near the entrance*

Cloud (frowning): ...Or maybe not.

*Team CRDL walk towards him*

Cloud (groaning): ...I don’t have time for this.

Cardin: Hey, fellas! Who the hell’s this stranger, just outright walking his way through campus?

Russel: I dunno! For all we know, this shady son of a bitch could be here to cause mischief and mayhem on us!

*The four members surround him*

Cloud: ...If it’s not too much trouble...may I please see the person in charge of this academy?

Dove: Trouble found you, loser!

Sky: Yeah! Judging from your shady red cloak and spiky hair, you look like trouble always follows no matter where you go!

Cloud (sighing): ...I don’t want to fight any of you. I’m not in mood. Not interested.

Cardin (raising an eyebrow): Hah! “Not interested”? “Not interested”?! *Starts snickering, but then laughs loudly. His teammates take notice of this, and they also start laughing*

Cloud (internally): Immature idiots.

*The students take note of this loud laughter, then walk outside to see what’s going on*

Student 1: Huh? What’s going on?

Student 2: Is that Team CRDL?

Student 3: Who’s that spiky-haired man?

Student 4: Why’re they surrounding him?

Student 5: Ooh, maybe there’s a fight going on!

*More than 30 students exit Beacon and approach the five men, surrounding them in a circle. Also, this catches the attention of Teams RWBY and JNR*

Cardin (cracking his fists): Hehehe! Perfect! You’ve got nowhere to run, loser! Now it’s a fight! Ready, boys?

Russel/Dove/Sky: READY!!!

*Team CRDL ready their weapons*

Everybody: FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

Ruby (jumping up and down): Agh! I can’t see what’s going on! Yang, gimme a boost!

Yang (giving her a piggyback ride): Absolutely!

Ruby (smiles): Alright!

Cloud (glaring at Cardin): Goddamnit...I was hoping this wouldn’t happen.

Team CRDL (Running at Cloud): Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

*Cloud leaps out of the way, causing Team CRDL bump into each other*

Team CRDL: AGH! OOF! RGH! GAH!

Cloud (landing outside of the crowd): I don’t have time to deal with you! I need answers! *Runs towards the entrance*

Weiss (crossing his arms): Who is that guy...?

Blake: I dunno, but he seemed really desperate, judging from his expression.

Ruby: Yang, put me down! Let me follow him!

Yang: Hang on tight, Rubes! *Runs after Cloud while still giving Ruby a piggyback ride*

Ruby (struggling to stay on): Waaaaaaah!

Cloud (looking behind him): Leave me alone! I just wanna know where the hell I a- *Suddenly stops moving* What?! *Looks in front of him, and sees a red-haired girl using her semblance to halt him via his sword, pauldron, and gauntlet*

Glynda: Thank you, Miss Nikos.

*Pyrrha nods, still holding Cloud in place*

Glynda (approaching Cloud): Alright, you. Are you willing to cooperate?

Cloud: Depends. Will I be getting answers?

Glynda: What kind of answers?

Cloud: I’m not from this world and I don’t know where I am. I would assume that going here would help give me some insight.

Glynda (pondering): Hm...alright. Miss Nikos, let him go.

*Pyrrha lets go of Cloud’s metallic equipment, and he drops to the floor*

Glynda: On your feet!

*Cloud gets up, then hears a couple of students approaching him*

Glynda (yelling): STOP!!!

*All of the students stop in place*

Glynda: As for the rest of you, I don’t who’s responsible for wanting to pick a fight this stranger, but I’ll have you sent to detention for this!

Cardin (grabbing Jaune): It was Jaune!

Jaune (gets pulled): Gah! No it wasn’t!

Glynda (turning to Cloud): Who picked a fight with you again?

Cloud (glaring at Cardin): The one holding a Mace. Him and his damn teammates.

*Glynda turns to Cardin and his team, glaring at them*

Glynda: Mr. Winchester, detention! For you and your team! Tomorrow!

*Team CRDL groans, as Glynda guides Cloud to walk away with her*

Cardin (glaring at Cloud): I don’t know who the hell you are, but one of these days, you’re dead! You hear me?! DEAD!!!

*Cloud looks back at him and flips him off*

Cloud (internally, sarcastically): I look forward to that day, Winchester.

[isa-ghost]

Psssssttttttt where do all of the bunker characters live? Like, not location-wise, but what sort of home? Do some share rooms or apartments? Which ones decorate their living spaces with their own style, and what are those styles? Who is super neat and who is a constant mess? Does anyone wish they could live somewhere or with someone else?

The members of #88720 live in an partially-underground bunker mostly built by Dawn herself. Its as homey as a 80% concrete shelter can get, there’s even curtains on the walls in the living room even though there’s no windows behind them.

There’s a room for each member, unless that member is in a relationship with another- then they share a room. I.e: Isa/Kai, Rena/Mantis, Dawn/Henrik, Micah/Nate, and (though not a relationship) Jackie/Chase. Quinn occasionally comes from his bunker to spend nights with Marvin as well.

Dawn keeps a tight ship about messes in the general bunker, its the teen’s rooms that might be messy. I can’t speak for the other members (they may or may not reblog this to confirm their neat or messy children) but Isa is simultaneously very organized and very not- organized chaos, if you will. Mantis isn’t the neatest, but Rena and him split room chores so the room’s usually in good condition. Jackie is usually working out or chilling in bed when in his/Chase’s room, so its typically clean… Aside from the closet, he’s got way too many suits from the community to even dream of having a clean closet. Marvin had to magic it to have enough room for them all, plus Chase’s clothes.

All the rooms are painted however the person(s) want(s) it, though Isa’s is easily the most extra. One whole wall is theories she’s written, printed pictures of the egos and different glitches/events, and typed documentations of events like SG, KJSE, AW, ONW, Mayhem… Another wall is occupied by a closet and bathroom door, and the other two are what few posters Dawn saved from her room in their apartment before the war began. The walls are all painted dark blue and the ceiling was half-painted by Isa, half-magicked by Marvin to look like the night sky/galaxy. The room is also lined with blue/purple/green fairy lights.

Here’s the general Bunker #88720 Map!

As for RPL (Rogue Protection League, if you’re wondering) bunkers, they’re the same (not the same shape/room location as 88720. Maps coming soon, probably)- Partially underground, as “homey” as concrete can get, and each room decorated however the owner wants it.

These people have been living together for almost 3 years (aside from a few specific cases, like newly detoxed puppets/etc), so they have their arguments, but at the end of the day, they’ve grown to become family units… Especially when you realize a lot of them are 16-20+ years old. Its chaos at times.

The RPL bunkers actually very recently relocated to be near #88720 after Dawn caught wind of several puppet raids destroying bunkers all around Axel Creek. RPL #2 actually lost their original bunker to a raid, which resulted in a #88720 & RPL 2 vs Anti & his puppets battle that ended pretty rough.

The egos also relocated their Safehouse to be near #88720 as well.

The entire group has dubbed their little settlement “Community.” Here’s a map!

[fyrapartnersearch]

✦ —Roleplay Request [ ALWAYS OPEN ]

table of content

Introduction

What I’m looking for

Types of Roleplay

Rules and Regulations

Fandoms/ Originals

Abandoned Plots

FAQ

Final Note

Contact Information

introduction

Hi, you can call me Reece. I am a twenty-seven year old university student, who is studying psychology and english literature. A lot of my time is spent studying, thus the lack of a social life, but in my spare time I like to read, write, play video games, and watch movies, among other things. I have a variety of hobbies and love making friends with like minded individuals. Admittedly, I can be a bit shy in the beginning, so forgive me. I have been writing since I was ten, and discovered roleplaying when I was fourteen. I started out in chat rooms, bounced around forums, and was even a member of the now defunct Quizilla. I’m trying to make a comeback within the roleplay world after having to take unforeseen hiatuses due to ongoing health issues. At this time I am looking for something casual and relaxed; nothing stressful. I will list my rules and such, in addition to what I'm craving below.

what I’m looking for in a partner

Someone willing to take the time to sit down and plan out a story we’ll both enjoy.

Someone who will respect me in the same manner as I will them. It’s a two way street and I’m tired of being disrespected and harassed.

Someone who will take the time to read my rules and regulations. There have been too many instances where I’ve discovered people have either disregarded my rules or simply glossed over them. In exchange if you have any concerns please bring them to me.

Someone who understands that I won’t be able to respond every day. I’ve been dealing with an ongoing health issue since back in June and every month it’s been constant trips to the doctor. It will take me a bit, have patience with me, please. There are some days where I might only be up for talking OOC, then there are others where you might not hear me because I simply don’t feel well.

Someone who doesn’t mind that I’m that person who adores our roleplay so much that I will make everything from mood boards, edits, and playlists dedicated to our characters, ships, etc.

Someone who doesn’t mind talking outside of roleplay. Another perk of roleplay is finding friends and that’s what I seek. I would like to find someone who I can build a friendship with. We can fangirl over our story and our ships, talk about our day and slowly get to know one another. ❤

types of roleplay

basic:  Contact me with what fandom(s) you’re interested in, we’ll make a mutual decision on the choice, before exchanging oc information and discussing plots. The format is what we’re all used to: portraying our oc’s, each other’s love interest(s) and side characters.

doubles:  More or less the same as above, except if there is more than one thing you’d like to do  and are up for doing more than roleplay, than we can. I will probably only accept 2-3 per person, due to time management.

split:  The format is similar to the basic formula, we both choose one fandom of our respective sides. Then, we exchange oc information, love interests and plots.                      

split 2.5:   This is similar to the former, but different than the ones before it. Normally, a split roleplay is done where we choose two separate fandoms; but I can make an exception for a basic format if that is what you wish. Now, here is where it’s different after we choose our respective fandoms, along with our oc information we will include a big or small write up of a plot for our character and their love interest(s). Now, I will give my partner full-rein in regards to what kind of plot they want. Want a storyline filled with drama and mayhem? Go for it. Want a reverse harem storyline with four characters vying for your character’s heart? Fine with me. This is your opportunity to play out any kind of headcanons and storylines you wish. I only ask for nothing that violates my rules or limits, otherwise sky’s the limit. I will may accept 2-3 per person. If you need help with a storyline, let me know.

rules and regulations

length:

Normally, I will write one to two paragraphs on both sides. However, that is not my limit for I can write anywhere between one to five paragraphs per sides. Length for a single paragraph can range anywhere between 200-500+ words, whereas each individual side usually equates anywhere from 400-800+ words. I like to consider myself a paragraph|multi-paragraph writer, although I know a lot of people are converting to novella writers, I can accommodate to a novella partner just beware that it will take me longer to reply to you as opposed to someone else. This is due to how much time and effort that goes into novella responses. I am the type of person who likes to take the time to construct a quality response, rather than rush and send someone a response for the sake of replying. Which is why I ask, please give me time to write your response.

format:

I can write in either first or third person, despite preferring first because I can connect with my character more; I will do whatever my partner feels more comfortable with and if that’s second so be it. Also, don’t forget that roles between the two of us should follow accordingly; I play my OC, your love interest(s) and additional side characters. While you play your OC, my love interest(s) and additional side characters.

love interests, mary sues, and spotlight:

I’m lenient when it comes to love interests, as I allow more than one suitor for our characters because love triangles make the story more interesting. However, I would ask that if we just so happen to have the same choice(s) for a love interest that we don’t fight about it; instead try to sort things out. I’ve literally had someone threaten me, simply because I liked the same person as them (I’m not kidding). Second, I’m not an extremist when it comes to characters; meaning I won’t knit pick about every little thing. All I ask is no Mary-Sues and no hogging the spotlight; this is a storyline created between the two us. Let’s share it please.

spelling and grammar:

There are a lot of people who tend to knit pick about this; but rest assured I will not. All I ask is that you have a decent grasp on both spelling and grammar. Do this and we’ll get along fine; this is something that I can and will promise you.

manners and etiquette:

This should be common knowledge, but all I ask is that during our time writing together that you treat me with respect and courtesy; I will return the gesture as it is only right. I’d like us to get along, I would hate for a disagreement to ensure and there was bad blood between us due to something frivolous.

patience and commitment:

I am a full-time student, attending college and leave for school early in the morning and return home later in the afternoon; I am usually quite tired when I return home, but I try to reply to my partners as frequent as possible. However there are times, unfortunately when I cannot reply when I’d like due to an abundant amount of assignments, health issues which can lead to me becoming sick or an emergency at home. I try to inform my partners of these occurrences, but if you don’t hear from me in two weeks time don’t be afraid to send me a message and ask me about it. What I won’t accept, is being spammed every five seconds with the same message; again and again because I’m not replying like you’d like me to. I do my best to get to you all, roleplay is supposed to be fun and enjoyable; an escape from reality for both of us. It shouldn’t have to feel like a job. I will do the same for you because I understand everyone here has different lives and schedules to attend to; but please don’t ditch me half-way through the roleplay. If you need to take a break or something; then please tell me. I don’t bite- I’ll understand.

limits:

Upon sending a request please include your limits; the last thing I wish is to make you uncomfortable. My own limits include but are not limited to the following: male x male,  female x female, incest, paedophilia, and bestiality. This is where my limits stand as of now and may or may not change depending on future roleplays. If you’re unsure about something please don’t hesitate to ask me. In regards to what I will do well I am open to mature themes within my roleplays; actually, I would prefer if my partner was as well. These themes are but not limited to: foul language, violence, blood/gore (but not too heavy, please), smut, sex, alcohol, drugs ( prescription or not), mental illness, psychological themes and more. However, please be advised that I would like to keep everything to a certain level; this means while I do allow cursing, please do not have your character do so every other word. Also, I will not engage in a roleplay that is dedicated solely to sexual activities, alone. I believe that there is more to a storyline than this.

canon, crossovers and au:

I can do strictly canon roleplays or an alternate universe roleplay. Alternate Universes can range from ‘what if’ situations, different settings and scenarios. If you have an idea let me know, or we can brainstorm ideas together; I also have a list of AU prompts so let me know if you’d like to take a look at it. I am also crossover friendly

location:

I use mediums such as Skype, Discord and Kik to talk ooc, but tend to roleplay through Google Docs, Email (preferred) or Tumblr.

ooc chit-chat:

I’d like to chat on the sidelines with my partners, as it allows the two of us to get to know each other; thus making things less awkward for the both of us. Plus, I like to make friends with my partners and would enjoy the extra person to converse with.

roleplay subjects

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1g-NIA7WE3wyKf6H9bVQSeBcaYR8GpeEvbxtAJF3jvSQ/edit?usp=sharing

The link above will provide my full list of fandoms (cravings included) and original prompts. Please be sure to visit before contacting me.

final checklist

Respect my limits and I’ll respect yours.

This list will be updated when I see fit

If it’s not on my list, don’t ask me about it, no offence but you’re wasting my time and yours.

Please acquaint yourself with my rules before messaging me. Failure to comply with them or in the instance of repeat offences will result in the termination of the roleplay.

Love interests are written in order of preference. If there is only one listed then that’s the only one and I won’t change it.

Listed above are the fandoms I would be interested in writing for, with them are characters who I wished played against my OC. In return, I will play a character opposite your own OC.

Please try to have at least two choices when contacting me. I will be thrilled if you have more than that.

In all seriousness don't contact me if you're going to ditch. I'm just tired of getting excited over requests and then get dropped. It's even more disappointing when it's something I was looking forward to or spent hours writing a starter. If there's something you want to be included or omitted let me know. If you need to step away from the roleplay, let me know. Please don't just stop replying or delete me or whatever. Now, if you haven't heard from me within a week or two send a follow-up message; I cannot stress this enough. Sometimes it's school, other times it's my health, there will be days where I don't have the strength to reply. Then, sometimes it's simply something as simple as an email being misplaced or a technical glitch. Regardless, I will always get replies to my partners; it just might take me longer. If you cannot understand this, then I am not the partner for you.

As mentioned at the beginning of this request I am looking for something casual and stress-free. I'm not the quickest replier due to school and health problems. Which is why I ask that you not harass me. I don't mind if it's been a few days or more and you give me a soft poke (i.e. ”Hey, I'm just checking in, etc). What isn't appropriate is sending me a string of messages in pursuit of a reply, getting angry with me for not responding, threatening to end the roleplay, or assuming that I've ditched because I haven't replied in a few days. When someone harasses me, I become stressed, when I become stressed, I will no longer want to continue the roleplay. I will simply end things altogether. Again, I don't mind a light nudge or friendly ask. Most days I'm up for OOC talk, even if the roleplay is on pause, but anything else will not be tolerated. I'm tired of it.

Be prepared to plot.

Split roleplays are an option

Double roleplays are an option

Plot Candies: Fandoms, Canon, Real world meets the Fandom world(aka: Characters from a fandom transported to the real world or vice versa), Action, Adventure, Superhero fiction, Crime, Fantasy, Supernatural, Urban Fantasy, Dark Fantasy, Epic/High Fantasy, Magical Girl, Alternate Universe, Horror, Mystery, Romance, Slice of Life, Thriller, Psychological, Drama, Mythology, Fiction, Tragedy, Time Travel, What-If (prompts),Married-Life, Pregnancy, Family, Crossovers, Reverse Harem

Genres and Themes that are a no-no: Science Fiction, Western, Post-Apocalyptic, Dystopia, Historical, Mecha, Zombies, Canon/Canon

Upon contacting me please make sure to do the following. First, I believe that first impressions matter and therefore would appreciate if you could please introduce yourself to me. I find when people contact me with simply “Want to RP” or “RP?” to be very off-putting and therefore leave me with no desire to return the message. Second, please include the following information: what you’re interested in writing for, any limits that you may or may not have (this one is important because I know everyone is different) and what type of roleplay you’re interested doing. Lastly, it would be nice if you could include any ideas you may have. If you don’t have any that’s okay, if you do don’t be shy to share. Thanks. ❤

contact information

email: x_heavenly.aura_x@yahoo.com

skype: x_keyblade.princess_x

kik: Sailor.Nyx

discord: Stray Cat #6885

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