#nobody��s free until everybody is free

[unluckilyimnot]

OMG I JUST NOTICED YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN THAT JUST MADE MY DAY!!!!

anyways can you do headcanons for bllk character introducing you to either their teams or the press iykwim

pretty please I loveeeee your posts so much <333333

Introducing their s/o to their team - isagi, kaiser, rin, hiori, chigiri

m.list | rules

Note : Hiii you're so cute lslsls thank you sm for your request <3 I chose this one cause somebody else asked about the press finding out so I'll do both !

Nobody is mentioned so I'll choose but feel free to ask for your fav ! 

Isagi 

He's so shy but happy omg

He's probably blushing if they keep saying how pretty you are 

Those who ask a bit more about you earlier to isagi will probably start a conversation more easily 

But you love to talk with everyone!

If you're famous, they'll ask about it or how you two meet or even about your job 

But if you're someone like you and me they're begging to know how you two meet 

They're probably expect something really cheesy based on isagi himself 

He probably get teased a lot afterwards but he takes it easy 

he’s just so happy you can finally meet them 

Rin 

he’s pretty but awful so everybody think he’s bitchless

no need to say that they GASPED when he introduced you

you seem so sweet, what are you doing here ?

“He paid you ?” i definitely see some of them ask you that - like bachira 

wait until you tell them that you asked him and he wasn’t planning of doing without you mentioning it 

they’re shocked, they feel betrayed and are ready to make a scene to him before you calm it down 

everybody want to know more about you, asking you lot of questions to the point that rin has to claim you back 

holding your waist or wrist to remind you that he’s there too 

I think it goes more simply that he imagined at first 

He's always happy when they ask about you even if he doesn’t show it

Chigiri 

just like that time they react when they saw his sister, they will ask him who you are even if it’s obvious that you’re his s/o 

one or two would probably ask you out on a date to make him mad - tbh it’s really funny to see

he’ll blush and become protective over you, adorable 

he would roll his eyes at their jokes but as long as you’re laughing at them, it’s fine with him

he’ll get tease by the gaze he sent you all night, sweet and soft, speaking all the love he has for you before his tongue can 

he’s a bit cash if they’re doing to much though, they have to be careful around his lover 

Hiori

he talks about you regularly so they’re all happy when he mentions that you’ll tag along for a team meal they’re HYPE

they’re so happy to see you it’s cute, you wish every partner is welcome that way 

you’re so soft spoken it totally make sense that you ended up with him 

you’re probably a little reserved and overwhelmed at first but they’re calmer than you thought 

it’s also a lot funnier than you thought so, even if you stay glued to hiori’s side, you can enjoy the night to the fullest ! 

he checks on you frequently, catching a lot of eyes and they make sure to let him know 

you two are just so cute for sure damn couple goal 

Kaiser 

ness is jealous lmao 

he’s very cocky and proud to introduce you to them 

you’re so precious and most importantly : you’re his - he can’t just keep it to himself 

sharing the world about you start with his teammates

he’ll tell them how you two meet and how you fall in love with him - as if he wasn’t the one down bad - with his arm around your shoulders to keep you close 

he trusted them but they can’t touch <3 even in a friendly way 

you’re really welcome though, they’re all very interested in you and your life/job 

it goes pretty smoothly, even if ness is a little salty 

Sae 

he’s reluctant to say the least, he knows he won’t see the end of it 

you’re amazing, he loves you unconditionally

but you’re so good like that that he knows he will have to deal with them asking how you’re doing and he doesn’t like it 

he says yes anyway, and one day he brings you with him at an unofficial meeting 

they’re so shocked but happy to see you in real life (you’re on his lock screen) : they want to know everything

sae is a rather intimate person and doesn’t talk much about his personal life so you’re the one who will tell them the cheesy stuff

yes you received death glares, you you still answer them with a big smile 

you’re funny, they already really love you and they can’t wait to see you more around

I hope you liked it !

[bowsellie]

we have chemistry

warnings: college!ellie x college!reader, stoner!ellie, chronically ill reader (not specific, just mentions of fatigue and a medical accommodation for a single room for plot reasons lol), weed usage (Ellie and reader), mild language, briefly proofread, no use of y/n minors dni! smut in 3rd section! top!ellie, some degradation, praise (reader called a good girl, pretty girl, etc., ellie told she's doing a good job), SO MUCH CONSENT WE <3 CONSENT, fingering (r! receiving), oral (r! receiving), aftercare.

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You didn't want to be taking organic chemistry. Nobody in that class did--not even the chemistry majors. But as finals season rolled around, you found yourself spending extra time to make sure that it would at least be worth your while. Needless to say, not everybody shared the same drive.

As the clock hit 8:49am on the last class before the exam, everybody started shoving their laptops away despite the professor's continuing drone. To your right there was an extra loud snap! as the student beside you--an auburn-haired girl you'd never seen before--shut the screen with finality. You shot her a glare, gently closing your notebook as people began to trickle out.

"You're smart, right?"

You angled your face towards the sound, assuming somebody was having a side conversation close by. Instead, you found yourself face to face with striking green eyes leaning to reach your line of sight.

"Hi. Yeah, you. You're using an actual notebook and have all the fancy pens and shit, so...are you smart?"

Your eyebrows drew together slightly as you shrugged with one shoulder. "I try, I guess. Um...why?"

One corner of the girl's mouth picked up. "I don't know if you've noticed, but I've literally never been to this class before. My grade sucks. But I really don't want to retake this shit. Do you think you could help me?"

You stared at her incredulously, mentally calculating the equation of audacity and arrogance it must take to expect a complete stranger to help despite a clear lack of effort.

You opened your mouth slightly to say some variation of hell fucking no, who do you think you are anyways?, maybe you should have considered that before skipping literally every other class meeting when she stuck out her hand. "I'm Ellie, by the way. I'll pay you for helping me." When you hesitated to shake it, she added a "please".

You rolled your eyes, shaking the girl--Ellie's--hand with slightly too much force. "Fine. Whatever. Give me your number." You slid your phone across the table, already open to the contacts app, and watched as she typed.

"You're a lifesaver! Thank you..." she asked, pausing for your name. You gave it. "Thank you."

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Getting back to your dorm and settling into bed for a nap, you briefly texted the number now in your phone as "Ellie" with the last name "Wehavechemistry".

hey

Almost immediately, three dots popped up.

hey there. do you like my contact? lmao

i mean, we do have chemistry together. so like...sure?

no no no. i meant like...we have chemistry. wink wink nudge nudge. and my last name starts with a w so it's funny. do you get it?

...

it's funny.

yeah yeah sure. very funny. hahaha. anyways.

when did you want to come over? i'm free all weekend, and the final's monday. sooooo

oh shit

didn't realize the final was monday

ummmmmmmm how does tomorrow at 8pm work? do you have a roommate or something we need to accommodate for?

no, no roommate. tomorrow at 8pm works fine for me. see you then, ellie.

:)

Turns out, texting with Ellie wasn't all that insufferable. She was friendlier than you expected, and every time you put your phone down to try and fall asleep you found your heart beating too fast at every notification to actually put it down.

Instead, you kept the conversation going until 8pm the next day rolled around, when instead of a text you got three loud raps at the door.

Opening it up, you saw Ellie in the same hoodie as yesterday. This time, her hair was slightly damp and she smelled like...old spice and something pungent and earthy. Did she shower already?

"Hey," you said, suddenly feeling awkward and over dressed in your jean shorts and crop top, hair still done from that afternoon. "You can come in."

Ellie grinned at you as she slid in the door. "We have a semester of schoolwork to cover. Hope you're prepared for a long night," she said.

"Trust me, I am. Did you bring anything?" You asked, looking for a bag as she climbed on to your bed.

"Nope. Not school stuff, anyways." Curious, you tossed your notebook towards her and watched as she pulled a pre-rolled joint and lighter from her hoodie pocket. "I'm assuming you don't smoke since you're like, a nerd, but do you mind if I do?"

You shook your head, dropping your jaw in false offense. "How lame do you think I am? Just because I actually go to class doesn't mean I'm a nerd."

Ellie shot you a disbelieving look, but handed you the joint anyways as you joined her on the bed. "Here, have the first hit. As a thank you for helping me out."

She lit it for you as you inhaled, passing her the weed and opening your notebook. "If this keeps you from retaining information that's not my fault. Just saying."

"Trust me, I'm so alert right now it's crazy. All of tonight is gonna be stuck in my memory for a while."

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The room gradually grew darker, lit only by your adjusting lamp and the last smoldering ashes of the joint as you reached halfway through the notebook.

You breathed heavily through your nose, looking at Ellie seriously. "It's so late. We're not going to finish this tonight."

As she looked up at you, you suddenly noticed how much closer you two had moved over the course of the night. Had your thighs been touching the whole time? Has her breath always been so close it's hitting your cheek? Why did she have to smell so good?

Your own breath caught in your throat as she leaned even closer to you, placing a hand so close to your leg you could feel the fabric of her sweatshirt against her bare thigh. Almost imperceptibly, her gaze flickered down to your chest, now rapidly rising and falling.

"How set do you think I am for this stupid final?" Ellie asked seriously, a rasp in her voice either from smoke or the lowered pitch.

"You picked up on everything really well, so at least the first half I think you'll do fine."

She grabbed your left hand in both of hers, causing your breath to catch again. Her eyes flickered down again, this time lingering longer. Following her gaze, you noticed the top of your bra peeking out.

"Sorry," you said, quickly adjusting your shirt to cover it as heat spread through your body.

"No, no, you're fine. Sorry for looking," she said. You looked at her face, watching as her eyes seemed to trace the shape of your shoulders and the line of your throat.

The air thickened with tension, but you found yourself not wanting Ellie to leave yet. "So, why did you take this class anyways? If you didn't want to go?"

Finally, she met your eyes. "I need a chemistry for my major. Astronomy. I thought I would like this one, but didn't realize it was a fucking 8am when I signed up. By the time I realized I wasn't going to make it up that early it was too late to drop." She shrugged. "What about you? Big chemistry fan?"

You snorted. "Not really, but I also needed a chemistry for my major. I like the 8ams, it lets me have afternoons free to sleep. That's why I don't have a roommate--medical accommodations for fatigue or whatever." She nodded along, genuinely listening.

"Well, hopefully I don't have to retake this class. Next time there probably won't be a pretty girl willing to help me out."

You smiled at her, breathing sharply out of your nose in a laugh. "We'll see what we can do."

A beat of silence washed over you before Ellie pointed towards the pride flag on your wall with her chin. "So...are you..." She began, causing you to laugh full out this time.

"Yeah. Obviously, I'd hope, but if you're feminine people tend to assume otherwise I guess." You smiled and looked at her. "Are you?"

Ellie placed a hand on her chest. "I'm hurt you had to ask. I've been trying to flirt with you since I got your number, babe."

Oh.

"Oh."

She leaned back a little. "I can cut it out, if you want. I couldn't tell if you were into it or not."

Without giving her time to continue doubting, you sprung forward and attached your lips to hers. Threading your fingers in her hair and breathing in as you pulled back.

"So...you are into it?"

"I'm a little dense, Ellie. Don't let the color-coded notes fool you. But yes. Now that I know...I'm into it."

She smiled at you with one side of her mouth again, this time leaning forward to kiss you first. Lips opening slightly, you felt her body around yours as her hands found the bed and pushed you on to your back.

Ellie pushed her tongue gently into your mouth, settling between your legs as they fell open. As you felt her weight between your hips, you groaned a little.

Whining a little as she pulled away, your eyes fluttered shut as Ellie threaded her fingers through the hair by your ear. "Is this supposed to be my payment?" you asked, leaning into her touch.

"Shut up," she said playfully, leaning in to kiss you again. This time it was more forceful, teeth bumping against teeth as your tongues chased each other. Too focused on the overwhelming sensation of Ellie's mouth on your own, you broke the kiss to moan in surprise when you felt her knee push against your core.

Using the opportunity to trail her mouth down your cheek, to your jaw, to your neck, Ellie asked "is this okay, baby?" between kisses. You nodded before remembering she couldn't see you, instead responding with a slightly choked "yes."

In response, her lips attached right behind your ear as her teeth sunk into you and she began to suck. You groaned, bucking your hips against her knee. Kindly, she began to push it back into you, laughing into your neck as you continued whimpering.

"What?" you asked. "Why are you laughing?"

Ellie pulled away from the spot she had been working into your collarbone, meeting your eyes. "You're just so pretty. Can't believe I have you falling apart for me and I've barely touched you."

Your mouth fell open at her words, groaning. Ellie's mouth found yours again, her hands reaching for your tits over your shirt. "Can't blame me for looking at these," she said between kisses, "You look so good in this shirt."

"Take it off, then," you said. You sounded braver than you felt, your stomach doing absolute flips as the girl over you quickly complied to reveal your lacy nude bra.

"I like this," she said softly. "I want it off, though. Is that okay, pretty?" You nodded. The bra was nothing special--just comfy and the right color. If Ellie liked it, though, it was now one of your favorites.

Her mouth moved down your chin and neck to attach to your left nipple, bringing a hand to your opposite hip as she sucked and licked lightly. Your hips continued to buck against her knee, which was now stationary as you essentially rode her thigh.

Chuckling a little, Ellie looked up at you and began unbuttoning your shorts. "Knew you'd be needy. What kind of thoughts are you hiding from me?" she asked, pulling off your bottoms and panties in one go when you lifted your hips to help.

You smiled a little watching her eyes attach themselves to the spot between your legs. "What can I say?" you said. "Maybe I'm a little slutty if the right girl has me under her."

This seemed to light something in Ellie, who watched your face as she brought your face down to your pussy. Close enough to feel her breath, her eyes gleamed as she moved away from your hips chasing her.

"Please," you asked, voice breaking. "Please, Ellie."

"Guess you are a slut, huh? Begging for me already." Whatever response you had was cut off by a screaming moan as her mouth attached itself to you, immediately lapping at your clit before interspersing it with longer licks. Your legs shut around her face as your hands grabbed into her hair, pulling a little as you noticed the groan she made at the pressure.

"That feels so good, Ellie." Her motions sped up at this, and you hurriedly repeated the phrase as she focused more attention on your clit. Feeling everything tighten, you wrapped your ankles around her back as your hips lifted almost completely off the bed. Still attached to you, Ellie fully moaned as you pulled her hair and came over her face.

Whimpering softly as she pulled away, you audibly groaned when she looked up at you and wiped her chin with the back of her hand. "You did so good, baby. Do you have another one in you?"

You quickly nodded, feeling words escape you. All you wanted was for her to say you did good again.

Ellie leaned into you, placing her head into the crook of your neck as her fingers ghosted lightly over your hips, stomach, and thighs. Finally, you felt them dip into the pool of wet that had collected in your cunt. Spreading the mix of saliva, cum, and arousal up to your clit and around your hole, she slowly pushed a slender finger into you. Your back arched off the bed when she began pumping it in and out, chuckling against your neck.

"Such a pretty girl. You're doing so good," she whispered. Your moans grew louder at her words and she pushed another finger in. "Good girl," she breathed, kissing your neck and jaw as she worked into you.

"Ellie," you gasped. "Ellie, please."

"What, baby?"

"Please, Ellie, please. Wanna cum."

You felt her lips quirk up against your collarbone as she added a thumb to your clit and a curl to her fingers. Quicker than you'd ever been able to get there yourself, you felt the tightening of your gut. She swallowed your moans with a sloppy kiss, gently catching your bottom lip between her teeth before soothing it with her tongue. She used her other hand to hold on to your hair at the scalp as you writhed, second orgasm shuddering through your body.

"Good girl," she said as she worked you through it. Sitting up, she wiped her fingers on your thighs before moving up up to let you rest your head on her chest. "You did so good, baby. My smart, pretty, good girl."

You whimpered a little, not prepared to speak just yet. Ellie seemed to understand and didn't push you, holding you and playing with your hair until you leaned back to smile at her.

"That was good. Thank you," you told her, leaning in for a kiss that tasted of your sweat and pussy.

Ellie broke away, moving the hand wrapped around your waist to grab something out of your back pocket. She placed it on your bare chest, tucking it between your tits.

"What do I look like, a prostitute?" you asked. "Much love to them, but..."

Ellie raised her eyebrows. "I mean, you fuck like a professional, but this is for helping me study."

You grabbed the bill and pushed it back into her pocket. "Save it for next time. We need to finish that notebook if you want to actually pass this class."

Ellie kissed the top of your head. "How does tomorrow work?"

A/N this is basically a self insert...my bad. tried to make it as inclusive to different readers as possible. let me know if there's anything I can improve on!! <3

[that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald]

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝟏 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 (+ 𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫)

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×A/N×

Hi! I really wanted to write some LiS stuff, because I didn't write awhile of this fandom. 😅

I still love them very much! 🥺😭💕

Btw I will definitely do this with LiS 2 as well-

×❢ About my work ❢×

fluff!, everybody is kind, no assholes, really, just fluff, petnames, no pronouns used for Y/N (The Reader), the reader can be in a relationship with them!

Fandom: Life is Strange 1

Character(s): Max Caulfield, Mark Jefferson, Chloe Price, Warren Graham, Nathan Prescott, Victoria Chase, Rachel Amber, Frank Bowers, Y/N|The Reader, Pompidou (mentioned)

Ship(s): Y/N | The Reader x the characters

Type: Headcanons

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(The gifs, pictures are not mine! Credit to the original creator!)

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: by your side by flatsound

“Counting weeks

Getting more familiar with how you speak

While you're away from me

But I don't want to say goodbye

Because it's safer when I'm by your side”

Max Caulfield

Physical Touch

• she saw that something bothers you

• you are frustrated

• you opening to her with tears in your eyes

• she will definitely give you a tight hug and little kisses to comfort you

• and won't let you go until you are finally feel comforted

Rachel Amber

Quality Time

• chatting, playing on a train what nobody knows where it goes

• dancing in the sunlight

• going out in the middle of the night

• sneak into cinemas to watch free movies

• hiding and listening songs on the junkyard

• drinking and shooting ✨😌

• just feeling free with Rachel Dawn Amber

Chloe Price

Acts of Service

• if somebody hurts you

• she will definitely fuck that person up

• or at least threat them

• when you are feeling down, she will bring you to your favourite snack to cheer you up

• she even does the dishes as well 😳

Nathan Prescott

Physical Touch

• i know

• he doesn't seems that type of touchy people

• but trust me

• hugging each other as tightly as you two can

• it will definitely give both of them some comfort

• you guys won't need any words

• you just need each other close

Victoria Chase

Receiving Gifts

• almost everyday she surprises you with something

• some netro but cute pencilcase you saw and liked? No problemo

• want to wear matching outfits with your bestie but it's over 300 dollars? Where's the problem?

• You are really appreciate it

• but you often say that she don't have to do this

• but she just shrugs because she knows that you are happy from it

• and she loves it when you are happy

Mark Jefferson

Acts of Service

(i would give him the reveiving gift as well, but no sugar daddy mark yet-)

• he doesn't have that much time because he is a teacher ofc

• and there's the dark room as well

• but even if he is tired he does the dishes

• cooks you breakfast when he wakes up earlier than you

• (with a soft kiss!)

• when you are tired or sick he take cares of you

• makes your bed

• when you are tired he carries you to the bedroom

• helping you with the school projects

• (plus: kisses and sleeping together while watching a movie)

Warren Graham

Physical Touch

• I belive that this guy is the BEST at the comforting!

• will hold your hand to give you some motivation and strenght

• and will squeeze it to show that he is here with you

• for comfort he hugs, kiss and holds you

• "You are not alone Y/N. I'm here for you."

Kate Marsh

Quality Time

• study together

• drawing doodles on class when the teacher is not looking

• and giggling of them

• watching a movie or sleeping together after a long day

• listening stories from her of the Bible (even if you don't care, you just know that it makes her happy)

• helping her with the book writing

• writing cute messages on class for each other• bunny petting time

• just talking peacefully in her room about some random things

Frank Bowers

Words of Affirmation

• "You are too good for me, Dear."

• will hug you for comfort while whispering sweet and encouraging words in your ear softly

• he will listen you quietly

• will use Pompidou for the comfort and for the cuddles

• saying "I love you!" multiple times on a day

• "I love you, hon!"

• or

• "You look stunning as always, honey!"

• petnames all the time

• sweety, honey, babe and etc.

[queeranarchism]

When non-hierarchal decision making breaks down

I already posted this here but I wanted to make it into a post of its own. There are a lot of things that can go wrong in non-hierarchical decision making. This post will be focusing on what coordinators (assigned or informal) can do that can undermine the non-hierachical nature of the group and can put more power in the hands of the coordinator.

Within groups genuinely committed to non-hierarchy, everybody needs to be committed to maintaining a space where it is always socially acceptable to say ‘I think you’re having too much power over this decision making process’ and we all gotta teach each other how to recognize dynamics like that.

Some examples of what to look for:

One person is coordinator for a long time and takes offense at the idea of someone else taking over. Someone taking over would not be seen as a normal rotation of tasks but as a judgement on the coordinator.

Alternatively: a group of close friends rotate key positions and nobody else in the group ever holds a key role.

The coordinator proposes what must be done, instead of letting the group come up with ideas together. The thing the coordinator wants to do ends up being the thing the group decides to do a lot of the time.

Some people talk far more in meetings than others and the coordinator does not take steps to restore the balance and create space for the quieter members to speak.

If the coordinator is sick, the meeting does not happen or no key decisions are made. If anyone else is sick, the meeting carries on as usual.

Meeting dates and times are set by the coordinator alone or by a small group who inform the others.

Access tools such as keys to the meeting space, access to the back account and passwords of the groups email-addresses, website and social media accounts, are not shared with the whole group. 

Important skills, knowledge and networks are not shared. Group members with a less central position can not take over key tasks because they have not been allowed to learn how to do them or build the connections to organize them.

The key decision makers all live in the same house or hang out together a lot, other members find that the plan is already 90% done by the time the actual meeting takes place and they can’t really go in a different direction anymore.

Members that challenge the coordinator(s) are ‘accidentally’ not invited to meetings or meetings are always planned on a day when they have other obligations. 

Meetings in which the coordinator(s) does not get their way are dragged on until members get too tired and agree to the coordinators proposal to get out of the meeting.

Members that challenge the coordinator(s) are told they’d have a bigger part in decision making if they’d do more work, attend more meetings, etc. A few members use the fact that they have a lot of time and a lot of energy to dominate groups and efuse to change their decision making process and meeting schedule to better incorporate members who have a demanding job, or young kids, or who are often low on energy or who can’t travel much, etc. This often ends up putting marginalized people on the side lines, as they often have a lot more stuff on their plate to deal with, and it especially impacts disabled people who can not conform to abled ideas about productivity. At worst, people who can’t keep up with the grueling pace set by the high-energy abled folks face to choice to either burn out or get out.

This is an incomplete list. Feel free to add your own.

None of this means that non-hierarchical decision making can not work. I would argue that it is the only decision making that really works. But we have to keep working at it and recognizing when it's not functioning as intended and we have to be ready to accept the idea that our decision making process needs to be improved upon.

[multifandoms27-blog]

Bucky Barnes Relationship HC's

It was my birthday this past weekend, and this is my birthday gift to myself. Hope y'all enjoy!

Content: (mostly) Post CW Bucky x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Talk about PTSD, (minimal) couple fights, cheesy Bucky lol

Notes: Bucky is working with the Avengers in this

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Something everybody seems to agree on, is that Bucky is clingy.

When he's away on missions, he tries to call you every night so he can hear you before bed. When you're away on missions, he can't sleep until you call him. You forget one night? Oh well, he's not sleeping. He's worried about you but he won't mention it to anyone else. He'll silently freak out by himself until you call.

He has nightmares, he likely always will. This makes him kind of a bad bedmate, but he doesn't mean to move so much. I would suggest taking melatonin so you can get some actual sleep.

Speaking of his nightmares, when he wakes up from them, he never wants to wake you. 9/10 times though, you've been awake for a little bit before him. He feels bad, and sometimes he'll run from you, or he'll seek out comfort.

If he runs from you, it's because he can't handle human interaction in that moment. PTSD reactions or waking up from nightmares make people feel very vulnerable, and some don't like feeling that way, and run somewhere they know is safe for them to hide until they calm down. Think of a turtle hiding in it's shell.

If he seeks out comfort, it'll go something like this;

Bucky yells as he shoots up, eyes wide and glossy. His body feels too cold despite being under the blanket with you, like he's overexposed. He looks around the room as he breathes heavily, trying to slow his heart rate. Nobody else is in here. Nobody but him and you. That's right, he...he got away.

His gaze shoots over to you as you stir and look up at him. You two stare at each other for a moment before you speak. "Nightmare?"

Bucky swallows his spit and nods. You adjust a little before lifting up the blanket. "Want some cuddles, Bucky?"

Bucky nods wordlessly, quickly settling next to you. He can feel your warm arms sliding around his body, encasing it with a certain weight that comforts him. He's here, next to you, safe and sound. No injuries. No fighting. No more being cold.

"Wanna talk about it?" You mumble against his skin.

"Don' feel like it right now, doll." Bucky wraps his arms around you, pulling you impossibly closer. "But...thank you."

"Yeah, of course." You nod, yawning. "Love you, Buck."

"Love you too, (Y/n)."

Normally, Bucky is pretty playful with you. He'll be flirty with you, share jokes, tell you anything and everything that's on his mind, and sometimes will just take your hand and start dancing around with you. He'll teach you how to waltz if you don't know how already.

He likes to learn about newer century stuff with you, but be patient with him if he doesn't understand something.

Although sometimes, he likes to learn different pieces of media and surprise you with his knowledge later (like in FATWS when he knows about the Hobbit)

It's also no secret that he's such a romantic. You cannot tell me this man wouldn't keep track of your anniversaries and birthdays every year.

You were making yourself a snack in the kitchen when Bucky walked in with a smirk. You looked up and gave him a smile. "Hey handsome, how you doing today?"

"Very well, now that I've seen you." Bucky strides to you.

"Oh? You weren't doing well before?"

"I'm at my best when my best girl is here." Bucky gently brings your hand to his lips, giving it a kiss.

You feel your face heat up, and Bucky chuckles. He loves when your face gets all rosy. He then turns your body to face him fully, your left hand going on his shoulder and your right hand staying in his own. His free hand goes to your waist, and he opens his mouth to speak again. "FRIDAY, play A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square by Glenn Miller."

FRIDAY made a small beep before answering, "Certainly."

You heard the old 40's crackle in the song as the man sang, and Bucky led the waltz around the kitchen island. No matter how many times you two have waltzed, neither of you can pry your eyes away from each other. As the song ended, Bucky stopped your movement, and just swayed in place. You moved your arms up to his neck, and his other hand went to your waist. Bucky gave you a soft, sweet kiss as the last musical note ended.

"Happy anniversary, doll."

"Oh Buck, you romantic." You grinned. "Happy anniversary, my love."

He'll also write you love letters if he's away on a mission for a while. He's not quite the poet, but he tries, lol. It's one of the only things left of him you have after the snap. That also means on birthday cards and stuff, you'll find his love notes for your eyes only, detailing how you make him feel, his favorite things you did that day, how you illuminate his life, it's all very cheesy. I love him.

Gets you bouquets of flowers because he saw them and thought of you (cause the flowers were pretty).

If you're into LOTR/Hobbit and show him the movies, he'd be ecstatic. He really liked the Hobbit when it came out, and to see it in movie form with you makes it so much better.

He'd want to be into your interests too. He wants to watch your favorite movies, see your favorite shows, know/read your favorite books, etc. He wants to connect with you on every level. He's stuck to you like glue.

Fights with him rarely happen, but it happens if he's already in a bad mood or is tired from a mission. The arguments can turn nasty, and he really doesn't mean to, but the person he loves and trusts the most is angry at him right now - so it's only fair he's the same way, right? Wrong, that's just the PTSD talking.

You two don't tend to stay mad at each other for very long. The most he has managed to stay mad at you was two days, before he was trying to find a way to apologize, unless you apologized first (depending on the situation). He likes being able to talk through the problem with you, it makes him smile the brightest smile after the issue is resolved, no matter how small. Not even Tony could break his stride.

He's not too fond of extreme PDA, but he'll keep his arm around your shoulders and give you a peck on the cheek here and there. Although, to annoy Tony or Sam, he might just grab you and give you a big, wet, passionate kiss on the lips. But what he'll never do is smack your ass or make any sexual remark or gesture in front of the others. He wants to keep your dignity and whatever is left of his.

Also expect random compliments here and there. Even if you're doing the most menial tasks, or on your lazier days.

You were texting Wanda while waiting for your toast to be done, yawning. You were in baggy lounge wear, and you hadn't done your morning routine yet. Bucky walked in, his hair already brushed and clearly ready for the day. He stops and looks you up and down before leaning against the doorframe, letting out a whistle.

The whistle makes you look up and give him a smile. "Morning, Buck."

"Morning sweetheart." Bucky flashed you a grin.

You just chuckled, then turned to grab your toast as it popped out. Bucky came up behind you and put his hands on your hips, leaning down to kiss your shoulder. "Why're you so cute, huh?"

"I'm not a mirror, Buck."

"Oh, you're mistaken. I'm very clearly looking at my wonderful girlfriend." Bucky laid his head on your shoulder, giggling at his own remark.

Your face heats up, even though he's said this to you multiple times before. "Aw, Buck..."

He kisses your shoulder again, moving his arms so they fully wrap around you. You take a bite of your toast, then move it to him to offer a bite. He bites into the toast and hums, satisfied.

When you guys go to bed, he's almost always big spoon. He likes holding you and protecting you. What better way to do that than holding you close while you both sleep? It's also a soothing way to get him to sleep. He feels your body move as you breathe - it's like the calmest sleep asmr for him, haha.

But that means if you get up to go to the bathroom or get a glass of water, he's waking up too. In his dreams he can feel something moving against him, and that causes him to wake up and make sure you're okay. Sometimes he'll wait for you to get back and pretend he was asleep, other times he'll follow cause he doesn't want to be alone.

If he has a nightmare though, he moves in his sleep. So his body will pry himself away from you, but it gives him a better chance to run and recover by himself if he needs to.

Definitely feels like you're the girl he's gonna settle down with. He just hopes you like the ring he picked out.

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

Could I possibly request a bit of angst like maybe Teruko, Xander, Whit, and one other drdt character that I can’t think of (all of them separate of course) finding their s/o injured and bleeding out from an ambush and how they couldn’t tell who did it from how fast it happened while they’re being patched up ? Hopefully this is cool with you :)

Don’t worry, I’m cool with this! I wrote this so the ambush takes place during the killing game, I hope that’s ok! Also I have no idea which other character you were referring to so I added Veronika because I thought it would be fun to add her! Hope you enjoy!

Teruko, Xander, and Whit with an S/O who was injured in an ambush

Gn! Reader

Warnings: blood, injury, mentions of death but no actual death occurs, mentions of torture in Veronica’s part, mentions of drugging, mentions of the movie Hostel in Veronika’s part (it’s horror movie about torture so I figured it deserved a warning)

-Knowing her luck, she was most likely the one to find you, and surprisingly, she’s not as hysterical as you might think she would be. I mean, she’s still pretty freaked out, but she knows that right now her main priority is getting you medical attention, and focusing on her emotions might get in the way of helping you

-Her first step is to get you to the infirmary before you bleed out, she’s surprisingly strong so she can carry you there just fine. On her way she questions you on who attacked you and if you were hurt anywhere she couldn’t see, once she gets an answer to those questions her main priority becomes keeping you awake

-It wouldn’t be until you fully lost consciousness that she begins to freak out, she was distracting herself by distracting you, but now that you’re out she has no way to keep herself from acknowledging how dire the situation is

-She doesn’t trust herself enough to try to heal you on her own (bad luck and all that), so she either forces Arturo to do it or she forces Monotv to do it, although since you don’t know who attacked you, he’s reluctant to let a potential murder go to waste. Considering how badly you were injured, it takes awhile to heal you, and nobody’s sure if you’ll even make it.

-Through it all, Teruko seems to have completely shut down her emotions. She refuses to cry or show fear in front of the others, not now, not after how they’ve treated her. She won’t show weakness, especially since the person who tried to kill you is still alive and free.

-Inside however, she’s a wreck. She’s lost the few people she allowed herself to get close to in the past, if she loses you she doesn’t know what she’ll do. Probably kill whoever killed you before Monotv can get his paws on them, it’s not like she was ever going to escape this place anyway.

-She doesn’t leave the infirmary area until she here’s news about your condition, good or bad. If you’re gonna go, she’s going to be there with you, she won’t let you die alone.

-Once she gets the news that you’ll live, she breathes the biggest sigh of relief anyone could possibly imagine. She stays by your side until you wake up, but when you do she has no idea what to say. I mean, what are you supposed to say to someone who’s had a near death experience? So she opts to stay silent, instead hugging you carefully until you say something

-Once she’s sure you’ll be alright, she makes it her life’s mission to find out who hurt you. She’s not above getting aggressive with the others if they refuse to cooperate with her search, especially since it comes down to your safety. She most likely won’t pick a physical fight with whoever did it if she find out, but she will make sure they can’t come within 30 yards of you ever again, and she makes sure everybody else knows what they’ve done too.

-There’s no way in hell Teruko is gonna let you out of her sight for the rest of the game, even with those who she knows didn’t attack you. She was already pretty protective of you given the circumstances, but your near death experience has increased her protectiveness ten-fold. Nobody except her is allowed near you anymore, no matter how much you protest. Call her overprotective all you like, but she’s not playing when it comes to your safety.

-She won’t tell you how scared she is of you dying or getting attacked again, not unless she’s on the verge of sleep when you ask her about it. But it’s easy to tell how scared she is from the way she grips you in her sleep, or how she pulls you closer whenever anyone passes you two by

-Just…stay alive for her, ok? She can’t afford to lose another person she loves, not like this.

-Veronika could tell something was wrong long before she found you, call it a sixth sense or something. She’s very perceptive so I think she could guess that someone was going to try to kill, she just didn’t realize you’d be the victim

-When she does find you, she is scarily calm. Like, there is not a single ounce of emotion showing on her face. You couldn’t begin to guess what she’s thinking right now.

-Without hesitation, she picks you up and books it for the infirmary a lot faster than you would imagine someone carrying a limp body would be able to run. Veronika knows better than anyone how quickly a person can bleed out, so all she’s focusing on is keeping you conscious until she can get you medical help. She doesn’t bother asking you who did it, she doesn’t want to upset you any further and besides, she could figure it out on her own later. Instead, she tries to engage in some regular conversation to help try keeping you calm but awake.

-You best believe Monotv is fixing you up, Veronika has no way of confirming Arturo’s innocence in this moment so she won’t allow him near you, and she’s scary enough that even Monotv can’t deny her request.

-Now that you’re unconscious, she knows that she won’t be of any help to you. So while Monotv is trying to save you, she goes on a witch hunt for your assailant.

-Nobody, and I mean nobody, is safe from her wrath. She’s gone back to acting like her regular, bubbly (disturbing) self, but anyone within a ten mile radius of her can feel the stone cold rage that’s radiating off of her. Nobody bothers lying to her when she questions them, they know she would know if they lied, and they aren’t stupid enough to risk feeling her wrath over a silly lie, even if they’re innocent. Of course, the person responsible lies right to her face, but she knows. And she’ll be damned if they get away with it

-Veronika doesn’t wait to hear if you’ll live before enacting her vengeance on whoever attacked you, if she waited and you did die then she won’t have time to mess with the killer before the trial begins.

-It’s not hard for her to get her hands on the would-be-killer, all she had to do is drug the water they’re drinking without them noticing (Monotv was more than happy to supply her with the pills) , and drag them back to her room. And oh boy, does she go to town on them.

-You ever seen hostel? Yeah it’s kinda like that except she keeps the attacker alive. She will not hold back, she will go as far as she can without outright killing the perpetrator

-She might let them go after their “punishment” is over, or she might keep them tied up in her room somewhere, who knows! It all depends on if she feels bothered enough to feed and water them

-She’ll then check up on you, hoping that you’re still alive. Fear and concern begin to eat her alive now that she got all the murderous rage out of her system. She’ll stay with your unconscious body as long as she can, only leaving to grab food or use the bathroom.

-When you finally wake up, she’s ecstatic! She’ll hug you and kiss you and wait on your every request. She basically treats you like royalty

-She won’t tell you about how she handled your attacker, she doesn’t need you worrying about her safety or thinking about that gruesome scene

-She doesn’t worry about it happening again since she took care of your assailant , but obviously you might, so she’ll do her best to reassure you. Anything that’ll make you feel safer, she’ll do. She comes with you everywhere if you’d like (it gives her a little piece of mind too), and she does her best to distract you by any means necessary to keep you from spiraling into terror

-Eventually your fears will dissipate, nothing bad has happened to you when Veronika’s by your side, so there’s nothing to fear anymore. She makes sure of it.

-Afraid, very afraid

-He wasn’t the one to find you, Teruko was. He found out after a very concerned David saw her carry your limp and bloody body to the infirmary

-He immediately rushes to the infirmary, terrified that you might be dead. He’s relieved to see you still alive, but also extremely worried when he sees the extent of your injuries. With no way of knowing if you’ll pull through, he stays by your side, constantly watching to make sure you’re still breathing

-He blames himself for your attack. If he had been there with you, if he hadn’t left you alone, then maybe he could have stopped your assailant from nearly killing you. At the very least he could have been there to defend you, most of Xanders classmates wouldn’t anywhere near strong enough to face him.

-Teruko informs him that before you passed out, you told her that the attack was too quick for you to identify the assailant. He thinks briefly of trying to find out who did it, but he won’t leave you in the condition you’re in by yourself, no way.

-He keeps an eye on whoever’s healing you, even if it’s just MonoTv. He’s not risking your safety, especially after he failed to keep you out of harms way the first time.

-Once you regain consciousness, he’ll be all over you. No one in the school can rip you from his arms, he refuses to let you go (unless he’s hurting you, in which case he’ll refrain from intense physical contact.) He asks you a ton of questions, mostly along the lines of “are you in any pain? or “can I get you anything?” Anything you want, he’ll get. He’s at your beck and call

-He refuses to leave you by yourself after that. The only other person he feels he can trust around you is Teruko, anyone else can only interact with you when he’s in the room. He hates being overbearing, but the fear that you’ll get attacked again is far greater than his dislike of hovering.

-If he gets any indication of who the attacker was, he is on them so quickly it’s not even funny. He doesn’t care who’s around to see it (except you) or what the consequences will be for him, he’s pounding their face in. He won’t stop until his victim is either unconscious or on the verge of dying, as much as he wants them dead he doesn’t want to get executed. He also makes sure everyone else is aware of what they’ve done so nobody else falls victim to that person

-He’s also not leaving you alone ever again (unless Teruko’s with you). As the game progresses his trust in the rest of the group goes down astronomically, he can’t afford to risk leaving you with everyone when anybody could kill next.

-Still, it eases your worry to have him around. He’s the strongest out of everybody there so as long as you stick with him, you know you’ll be fine

-Oh he’s an absolute w r e c k

-He’s likely to find you first as well, he’s extremely clingy and was probably looking for you when he found your unconscious body.

-He’s terrified, he has no idea if you’re even still alive or not, he’s just trying to get you to help as soon as possible. He screams for help until someone shows up, helping him carry you to the infirmary while he sobs

-He’s not leaving your side, he refuses to. Even when Monotv is patching you up, even the smell and sight of blood become too much to bear for him, he’s still there, watching your every move (or lack thereof). He stays at your side all night, sleeping next to your unconscious body

-Whit has no idea what to do. He doesn’t know who did this, he doesn’t know how to help you, he doesn’t even know how to help himself. He can’t dark humor his way out of this one, not while you’re actively hurting. He knows he can’t really do anything to find the perpetrator, so at your side he remains, waiting for you to wake up

-Once you do, he’s immediately peppering your face with kisses, beyond relieved that you finally woke up. He was afraid you would fall into a coma and never come back to him, but you’re here now, alive and conscious.

-Anything you need, he'll get. He waits on you hand and foot, anything to make your recovery easier. He doesn't want to overwhelm you, but he will ask if you remember who attacked you. While he's disappointed that you didn't get to see them, he won't push it any further. He's just glad you're safe.

-He doesn't stop you from seeing the others once you've recovered enough, but he will be watching over you like a HAWK whenever you're with anyone else. The only person he even remotely trusts around you is Charles, solely because he knows Charles couldn't hurt you without passing out.

-If he gets any indication of who did it he will make their life a living hell. He won't hurt them physically, but he will make sure they're ostracised from the group. He'll also bully them horrendously, making it his mission in life to annoy the attacker any chance he gets.

-He won't tell you worried he is, and it may be hard to tell, but don't be fooled. He's so scared you'll get hurt again. He tries to hide his feelings from you, but you can hear him crying himself to sleep sometimes when it all gets to be too much. He feels like it's his fault, like he didn't do enough to protect you.

-Please comfort him, he needs a reminder that it's not his fault and that you're still here, safe with him.

I hope you enjoyed!

[smolandweirdwriter]

I dunno if you still want some Adaine headcanons, but for me personally I believe she got glasses a while after moving in w Jawbone. Maybe she didn't even really realize how bad her eyesight was (or it got worse because of 💫oracle visions💫) until Jawbone just saw her squinting real hard to read sth in her books and just gently asks her about it and everything and at first she gets panicky about it because 'did I do sth wrong? Is sth wrong with me oh gods he's gonna send me away again' but he calms her down and they try to figure it out together and eventually she gets glasses but settles for contact lenses when adventuring because they're better in combat (which is why the official art doesn't have glasses) and just...yeah. Soft Jawbone and Adaine w glasses

first, I DEFINITELY still want some adaine head canons, feel free to send as many as possible!! overwhelm me with head canons they bring me SO MUCH joy

second - I love the idea that her oracle visions make it harder for her to see. adaine starts getting visions, and suddenly perhaps the "real world" is a bit foggier than the "future world(s)". it's a bit harder to focus here, as though she's stepped out of darkness every time a vision ends and her eyes can't quite adjust, as though the elven oracle is meant to be in the future, meant to never quite be mortal but always some half-life, some fumbled creation chanting prophecies. but adaine's not the elven oracle, she's everybody's oracle, and nobody knows anything about how to be the oracle or what it entails, not even the high elves, so obviously something's just wrong with adaine, right?

moreover, she's always had a little bit of trouble seeing up close, but that's just an excuse not to study. or so she thinks. one morning jawbone hands her the paper (he doesn't usually read the paper, he prefers to watch the news, but he likes doing the crosswords and he likes talking to his daughter about what's going on in the world, because adaine is smart and insightful and they have good conversations about the things they read, so he makes sure to get a paper for himself and one for her) and as she puts it as close to her face as possible, jawbone chuckles and asks what's goin' on.

adaine flinches, her face going pink, and she begins apologizing profusely for being weird. in between this apology, she manages to admit that her vision hasn't been great recently. actually, it's always been bad, she adds when he asks, but now it's getting worse.

jawbone frowns and they go to the doctors', where adaine gets a prescription for glasses and contact lenses. she doesn't really like the way the contacts feel, and she gets stressed out about wearing them, so she and jawbone and kristen research some spells that will make it so her glasses won't fall off or break easily in battle.

and adaine can SEE now, and oh my GOD why hasn't she been doing this forever? it's so much EASIER, she can read for so much LONGER now because her eyes won't get tired anymore!

she gives jawbone the biggest hug and they go get ice cream to celebrate her new glasses

[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Series

sinag — psh.

chapter three

synopsis: waiting for a great plot twist in your life, the ruthless and powerful mafia boss park sunghoon forced his way in to it.

pairings: park sunghoon x reader

words count: 2.4k

warnings: a contains violence, guns, killings, abuse, obsessive love & other stuff. if you can't take this stuff, feel free to scroll away. let me know if i missed some.

note: not proof read. sorry if it took a while. i was a little busy. i hope you enjoy this chapter and send me some asks or messages. thank you, stay safe.

© eeunoia 2023 — all rights reserved.

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“Here you go.” Jake sat in front of Ni-ki’s table, at his visitor’s chair. His eyes wandered over the younger’s focused face. He’s doing something on his computer, seems very important.

“Thanks, hyung.” Ni-ki says and glanced at him for a bit before resuming back to what he was doing.

“Why do you even need these?” he asks a little curious then pointed over the folder he just threw on his table. “What’s so important about Sunghoon’s men and you ask for their background?” his tone starts to sound suspicious.

Ni-ki shrugs his shoulder off, “Hyung said there’s a rat at one of his men. He asked me to find out who it is.” the younger tilts his head and even grabbed the folder his hyung gave.

Jake’s brows narrowed at what he just heard. “Who would fucking dare betray him? Everybody knows how cruel that man is. They basically sign themself a death penalty at this point.”

“He said the rat snitches him over his Father.”

Jake eyes trailed elsewhere, slowly getting lost of his own thoughts. Ideas came rushing inside his head after hearing about what Ni-ki said. It isn’t new that his father did something to meddle with Sunghoon’s life. He just don’t understand why he tries so hard to make him obey to his commands, when all of them knew nobody can tame Park Sunghoon.

“I guess it has something to do with him searching for that girl, hyung.” the younger stated, eyes never leaving his monitor.

Jake glanced at him, keeping his lips pursed into a thin line. Silenlty listening to what he was saying. It does makes sense since it was very obvious that his father won’t stop pursuing him into marriage with the girl Kwon.

“Aren’t they tired of forcing hyung into that arrangement?” Ni-ki groaned and sighs. “I’m tired for them.”

Jake scoffs, “Inform me if you find out something.”

Ni-ki narrows his brows. “Why?”

“I have a feeling we need to dig deeper about this guy and knowing Hoon, he will execute him right away.” Jake stood up and even fixed his coat.

Ni-ki watches him carefully. “Isn’t it how its suppose to be?” he asks, tone almost sounding so innocent.

Jake sighs and rolls his eyes. He can’t believe how similar Sunghoon and Ni-ki’s attitude when it comes to this things. Their anger issues surely gets the best of them. They want things to be rough and fast. They have the shortest patience out of all of them so he somehow expected this.

“Just inform me.”

Sunghoon went out of his car and marched his way inside his warehouse. It was midnight and the place was so quiet and dark. Inside, one lamp serves as a light and beneath is a man sitting at a chair, his head covered with a cloth. His jaw clenched hard before he swiftly took off his coat, loosening his tie right after.

“Take that damn cloth off.” he firmly said and his men follows.

“S-Sir..” to say that fear reflects the man’s eyes is an understatement. To see Sunghoon’s dark gaze piercing through him was enough to send him to hell. He was beyond terrified.

Sunghoon folds his sleeves up until his elbow. He didn’t waste any time right after and just threw a hard punch over the guy’s face.

Ni-ki whistles and smirks while watching his hyung beat the shit out of this guy. Jake sighed and shut his eyes close out of stress. He stood up and trudges his way towards his raging friend. He can hear him curse hoarsely.

“Sunghoon,” Jake calls his attention.

He didn’t glance at him at all and steps back, catching his breath. The man’s face are covered of blood and almost unrecognizable. He signals something to his men and one approached to hand him a gun. He clicks it and point it over to the man. He didn’t react, probably out of his senses already.

Jake hold his shoulder that made his friend look at him. His brows hardly furrowed, jaw clenching hard, some part of his face and white polo have bloods on them.

“Don’t kill him just yet.”

“And why the fuck should I spare his useless life?”

Jake sighs, already used at his friend’s habit of cursing so much whenever he's mad.

“We need to get some information from him. We might get something useful.”

Sunghoon didn’t budge. “I don’t fucking care what information he has, I want him dead.”

Ni-ki chuckles from the distance, enjoying how his Sunghoon hyung looks so pissed while his Jake hyung is in distress. Jake clenched his jaw, but draws another sigh to keep his patience.

“How about I let you beat him more until you’re a little satisfied?” he offers.

Despite being at rage, Sunghoon trust Jake’s judgement on matters like this. He admits how wreckless he is sometimes and anger usually drives him into making impulsive decisions. Jake is a lot more calmer person. He knows what he’s doing.

Sunghoon clenches his jaw but nodded his head.

“Give me 10 minutes.” he says.

Jake shakes his head, “No. You’ll end up killing him. Three minutes.” and he even raised his hand showing him three of his fingers.

Even if he want to complain, he chosed not to. He nods and turns his attention back to the almost unconscious guy tied up near him. He smirks darkly, “Let’s play for 3 minutes, shall we?” he whispers and went on beating him up, making sure he won’t kill him.

Ni-ki walks closer to Jake with a smirk on his lips. The older one craned his neck and glance at him, “Why are you still here? You didn’t even helped calming him down.” Jake says, but Ni-ki kept his amused grin.

“I’m planning to ask for Sunghoon hyung’s Lamborghini as a payment.” he looked so excited about it while still watching what their friend doing.

After three minutes, Sunghoon did stop. He wasn’t so sure if the man in front of him is still alive, but surely his condition is in no good.

“Fucking rat.” he muttered angrily.

He turned his heals and glanced at his friend, slightly rolling his eyes before putting his hand inside his pocket.

“He’s all yours.” Sunghoon says then pulls out his cigarette and lit it up.

Jake taps his shoulder and Ni-ki smiled brightly at him.

“I want your car as a payment, hyung.” he announced.

Sunghoon rolled his eyes while having his cigarette between his lips. He fished his car keys from his other pocket and tossed it over Ni-ki. The younger one cheered and thanks him lightly.

“You’re going?” Jake asks him when he saw him heading out from the dark warehouse.

“Yes. I’m still not calm. I might end up killing that fucker up.” he says and he just lets him go.

Sunghoon walks gloriously outside and ask for a key of one from his other vehicle. He went inside and drove away from that place, not even glancing back to prevent himself from continuing whatever that is that he didn’t finished.

On the other hand, Jake glanced at the smiling Ni-ki. He scoffs sarcastically.

“Let's go take him to Jungwon’s house.”

The smile on his face falters as he glanced at the unconscious body a few feet away from them. He pointed the man’s direction, “That? In my new car? No way.”

Jake rolls his eyes. “Ask one of Sunghoon’s men to take him there then.” and he started heading towards his own car to leave.

Ni-ki groaned and did as he told before happily approached his new car.

Upon arriving Jungwon’s mansion, he already saw Injang by the main door and he welcomed them. Jake taps his shoulder once while Ni-ki asks for a fist bump. They continues inside and saw Jungwon waiting for them by the entrance of his underground facility.

His brows hardly furrowed with both confusion and curiosity.

“Hey, man. Your room ready?” Jake asks with a slight smile.

“Yes.” Jungwon shifts from his feet and tilts his head. “What’s this all about?”

Jake shrugs his shoulders off. “Since you have the best torture room between our friend group and you’re the nearest from Sunghoon’s warehouse, I figured it would be best to do this here.”

Jungwon stares at him and didn’t say anything.

“Why are you guys here?” the three young mafia boys craned their necks to look up by the staircase when they heard somebody talking.

There, Jungwon’s girlfriend, Thalia are slowly going down the stairs. Her curious eyes never left both Jake and Jungwon.

“Hi, Ali. How are you?” he opens his arm for a hug to his friend. Once closer, she wraps her arm over his waist for a hug.

“Hi oppa. I’m good.” her eyes darted over to the younger one. His smirks already screams danger, mischief.

“How are you guys? Why are you here?” she asks curiously before she felt Jungwon’s firm arms snaking over her waist to pull her to his side.

“We’re doing fine. We’ll be borrowing your boyfriend’s torture room.” he answers that clearly made her show disgust on her face.

Jungwon chuckles shortly before dropping a kiss over her forehead.

“For what?”

“We discovered a rat on one of Sunghoon hyung’s men. Jake hyung said its better to gather information from him before killing him.” Ni-ki answers this time while playing with his keys.

Jungwon smirks and nods his head. “Sunghoon hyung let him go alive?” he couldn’t believe what he just heard.

Jake smirks, “I let him beat him for 3 minutes before I took him away.”

The younger male scoffs, amused. “I’d be thrilled to see what he had done for that 3 minutes.”

“Oh he almost died.”

“He’s lucky he even made it here to my mansion.” Jungwon and leans closer to his girl for another kiss.

The curiosity and half amusement can still be clearly seen at her pretty face. Jungwon placed one last kiss over her shoulderblades before he whispers something to her ears.

“But I want to watch.” she pouts. Jungwon’s probably prohibits her to come.

Jungwon shakes his head no, “Not tonight, bunny.”

After staring at each other, she finally surrenders and nodded her head. With small wave she exits and left the three men for their own business.

Jake asked some of Jungwon’s men for assistance to transfer the body inside the torture room. His condition was enough to make Jungwon doubt if he’s still alive and breathing.

“Do you still think he needs to be tortured? I think one more hit to his face and he’ll be dead by now.”

Ni-ki leans over to the wall, “Jake hyung should hurry then? Before he dies.”

Jake nods and took off his coat then rests it over one of the clean chairs. He trudges over to the men, half consciously tied up again by the center.

Jungwon splashes water to the guy to somehow wake him up.

“Wake up, sleeping beauty.” Ni-ki taunts.

The man hardly even gain consciousness, but after a while they managed to get him back to his senses. One of his eyes can’t even manage to open properly, but his whimpers concludes how much in pain he is right now.

“P-Please,”

Jake continues to fold his sleeves with no trace of remorse. He tilts his head while staring darkly at the tied man.

“What did Mr. Park asked you to do? Why are you snitching on Sunghoon?”

No response came from him. Jungwon scanned him, checking if he’s still breathing. Ni-ki seems a little bored of it, only interested on the new car he just acquired.

“What are the exact orders you got from Mr. Park?” Jake asks again and yet, no response but a cough from the man.

Jungwon sighs a little frustrated before he approaches holding a gun by one of his hands. He held the man’s hair and pull it backwards then points the gun over his chin.

“Tell me what Mr. Park orders you to do or I’ll blow your brains out in a second. I don’t fucking care what information we will get from you.” he says in a low and sinister tone.

Jake sighs. Why did he even thought Jungwon will be calm about this either? He doesn’t have the best torture room for no reason. He clearly knows what to do in order to make one spill things.

“T-They want me to tell t-them about the updates f-for that girl.” finally, something they all wanted.

Ni-ki cranes his head over to their direction and put the car keys inside his pocket to focus on them now.

“About the search? Why? What are they planning?” Jake asks with furrowed brows.

Mr. Park may love to meddle with Sunghoon’s business, but he’s never been this desperate. He never go this far on pissing his son off.

“You heard his questions.” Jungwon and pointed the gun deeper to his skin. “Answer.”

The man gulped, hesitation can be seen through his eyes but the dark stares Yang Jungwon was giving him almost made him piss his pants. There’s really something about these group of friends. He heard about them. He knows how powerful these young mafias are. Everybody does.

“T-The Kwon's want to find her b-before the young master. They p-plan to execute her.”

Jungwon and Jake glanced at each other after what they heard. “Kill her?” Jake asks unconsciously.

Jungwon scoffed at what he heard. “You think that will stop Sunghoon hyung? Hell will rise if they do something bad to her.”

Jake smirks and fished his phone from his pocket. “We need to launch search operations for her so we can beat the Kwons and Sunghoon.” he says and craned his neck to look over Ni-ki.

The youngest nods his head and dialled something to his phone before waving lightly to them, exiting the room.

“He’s useless then?” Jungwon and eyes the man blankly.

Jake stares at the guy before he nods and starts talking to his phone, leaving the room as well. Jungwon cracks his knuckles before clicking his gun.

“You messed with the wrong people.” and a loud gun shot errupted inside his torture room.

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cause it's too cold

pairing- sirius black x auror!reader warning(s)- fluff, 18+ content. a/n- to everybody who hates angst and doesn't like longer series, this fic has come to an end. but to the people who want more to the story, a bit more life, ya'll can continue with the next chap and the sequel.

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you didn't expect yourself to be swinging your feet while sitting on the high chair by your table, sipping on wine as you watched sirius sway his hips and hum while he tossed and turned the pans. you watched him scrape the food onto the plate, and walk towards you.

'rough day?' he asked, his fingers feathered over your shoulder. the touch lit you on fire, it reminded you how his tongue tasted upon yours, as he kissed you in the pouring rain. you didn't expect him to remember that either.

'very,' you grumbled, involuntarily rolling your shoulders. he sat opposite to you, his eyes never leaving your form as you began to eat.

'what happened?'

'oh... it's nothing...very silly really,'

'no it's not silly if you find it rough and it bothers you. it bothers you doesn't it? tell me.'

'well...you know lucius malfoy, he tried to demean me because i was trying to approach for the amendment of a few laws. it's a tedious procedure as it is, but when you're a woman in this profession, the sexist pigs take you nothing but to be a brainless buffoon.' he stayed silent, listening to you. you really appreciated that about him. you liked that he listened to you, and thought over your words before giving his opinions.

'i understand. i remember, lily was once given detention for wearing a 'too small' of a skirt. we all wore skirts the next day, even shorter than hers. you should've seen the professor's faces that day. nobody dared to give a detention for 'inappropriate' clothing after that.' he said, earning a chuckle out of you.

'i actually remember that! not clearly but, you get the uhh point you know.'

'i do. want some more?' he asked, swirling the wine in his glass, using it to point to yours.

'yes please,'

*-

you snuggled against sirius' unusually warm body, watching some silly sitcom on the telly. neither of you actually cared about what played out on the screen. it served to be nothing but background noise.

you were too occupied with how sirius' body felt under your touch. all the times you'd felt him, he was cold. but now, he was warm, as he trying to engulf you in the warmth of his cosmic care. somewhere in your heart, you wanted to explore the silhouette that you felt the under your touch. you wanted to run your finger over every scar, every line that told a tale, every line that he was insecure about. you wanted to plant your lips across every stroke on his porcelain skin. you wanted to engulf him in the warmth he provided you. till he crumbled under your touches, till he crumbled completely until you felt him.

sirius, rubbed his thumb on the back of your palm. you were warm, snuggled perfectly under his touch. he could feel the skin on your waist which was let free because of the t-shirt that had ridden up. he dragged his cold metal rings across your warm skin, feeling the goosebumps arise with every movement. within the depths of his soul, he wanted nothing but to explore the beauty of your body. touch and feel every scar and stroke, run his fingers across every stretchmark, brush his lips against every mole of your body, memorize your curves with the crevice of his palm. he wanted to engulf you in the warmth you provided him, till you knew nothing but the feeling of his calloused palms running across your skin, till you knew nothing.

the sky erupts into a thunder. as the sudden sound reaches your ears, you snuggle closer to him, feeling mildly stunned. before you know it, it starts to pour outside.

'not again,' you grumble. he moves from your side, getting up from the couch, standing up. he rolls his shoulder.

'i should get going,' he says.

'where?' you ask. instantly, you scold yourself internally. of course he was going to his apartment, why did you expect him to stay? just because he kissed you once? the one time the both of you were drunk and he probably didn't even remember kissing you.

'to my apartment of course,' you stare into his eyes, standing up.

'it's raining outside. you can go once it stops.' he knits his eyebrows together.

'you forget, i'm magic.'

the silence engulfs the both of you. neither says anything.

'do you want me to stay?' he asks. you stay silent, unable to answer.

'only,' you whisper, your steps nearing his still form.

'only?'

'only, if you don't regret it.'

he finds himself cradling your face. he nudges your forehead against his.

'i never will,' he says, his finger trailing across your lower lip. 'i promise you.' your eyes burn, along with your poor heart. it's pure torture, you think when he doesn't attaches his lips to yours.

'i thought you...forget,' you say. he brushes his lips with yours. he breathes against them, slow and heavy,

'you never said you hoped i forgot,' he teases, before attaching his lips to yours. your mind stays clear now, as he simultaneously kisses you, pushing you towards your bedroom. several objects fall in the process but you're too far gone to care, as you wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him closer while he consumes you.

'please,' he begs, leaving your lips and huffing. 'let me make love to you,'

'yes,' you nod, before pulling him towards you again. you feel him grin against your lips as he pushes you on the bed, crawling on top of you. his fingers work on the buttons of your blouse, slow and torturous, his lips trailing over every inch of your warm skin.

you buck your hips, and he holds you down, hiding his face into the nape of your neck. he tears off the blouse, his stubble rubbing harshly across the skin, causing you to sigh. you feel him smile against your neck, his lips sucking the slightly bruised portion he'd bitten. he slides off your pajamas.

'you're so eager,' he teases. you roll your eyes, grabbing him by the neck, so that he hovers at your eye line. you kiss him feverishly, as if he'd escape if you didn't keep him close. you mutter within breathes,

'you're wearing too many clothes, please,' you almost beg. his fingers tease your clit and you arch your back.

'am i?' he grins, wolfishly, watching you squirm under his hot gaze which pierces right through you.

'ye-yes!' you say, as he increases the pace of circles on your clit. he crawls back, so that his eyes are in line with your cunt. he licks a soft stripe, his tongue lapping up your arousal. he watches your face squint in pleasure.

he could be drunk on that look for the rest of his life, he thinks. he tastes another stripe, his long tongue diving into your slit.

'p-please,' you say, as he attaches his lips on your clit, sucking on the sensitive bundle of nerves. you crush his head as your thighs meet. you try to escape from the pleasure that bubbles hot in your stomach as he licks up on your slit, his thumb simultaneously rubbing on your clit. he presses your hips down to the mattress. momentarily, he detaches his mouth to whisper,

'don't worry, just let it go,' the vibrations of his rasp send pleasures down your nerves and you find yourself relaxing. he introduces two fingers into your cunt, slowly pumping in and out. he kisses your inner thighs, trailing upwards to your clit, his tongue lapping up your juices like a starved man,

'fuck, you're so wet,' you chuckle breathlessly, as he sucks and licks your cunt.

'you're teasing the shit out of me right now, sirius black,' you say, soft moans escaping your lips. as a response, he pumps into you faster and harder, his tongue striping up your slit faster. you feel the coil of orgasm intensify in your stomach, as you arch your hips further into his mouth, chasing the feeling of friction against your sensitive mound.

's-sirius,' you breathe, paired with a broken moan, 'p-please,' your hands travel to his hair. you lose your fingers into his locks, pulling him closer as he intensely kissed, sucked, licked and pumped into you.

'fuck, sirius!' you chant his name before the coil of euphoria snaps and you crumble within the hot audacious and sweet lust that pours out of you, leaving your thighs shaking. he kisses the skin of your inner thighs, with a loud smack. he emerges from between your thighs, chin slick from your juices, lips revealing pearly whites as he grinned.

'that's it, love,' he said, massaging the soft flesh of your thigh, 'you did so well for me,' you grab him by his neck, kissing him hotly.

'i'm not done yet,' you mumble against his lips. your fingers unbuttons his trousers, undoing the fly. 'i need to fucking feel you, inside me. please,' you say, practically begging. he detaches from your lips, nudging his nose against yours,

'we can't, i don't have a condom-' you grin,

'you forget. i'm magic sweetheart,'

he laughs, the vibrato of his deep raspy laughter a sweet cacophony of melodies to your ear. he throws off his trousers, freeing his cock. it's fully erected in its full glory. he wraps his palm around it, slowly pumping it up and down. he slides himself between your legs, stroking the tip on the slit of your cunt. he teases you, watching you squirm and arch. your nails dig into the sheets, his thumb circling your clit.

'tell me,' he whispers, 'do you want to?'

'yes, love,' you answer. he reels at the nickname, pushing himself inch by inch inside of you. your walls flutter around him as he deliciously stretches you out. he dips his hand under your waist, pressing your sweaty chest with his. he hides his face in the crook of your shoulder, his teeth sinking into the flesh underneath your skin.

'f-fuck, move, please.' you beg, as you feel him filling you up. he pushes out, thrusting into you again. you let out a guttural moan. it's as if you're on cloud nine, as his cock hits just the right spots within you. his trimmed pubic hair brushes against your clit, driving you crazy.

and from the depths of your heart and throat, you moan heavily, your warm breathes falling upon his skin, goosebumps arising on his skin. the coil of orgasm bubbles intense and hot within you, his fingernails sinking into the skin of your waist. your walls flutter around him, gripping him tight.

'f-fuck, you're squeezing me so fucking tight- shit,' he whimpers into your ear. you laugh, breathlessly, as his thrusts grow sloppy into you.

'i'm going to cum,' you say, throwing your head back. your toes curl as the euphoria bubbles into you, standing on the edge of a fucking knife. his fingers thread into your hair, catching your eye to his, staring into your pupils. his eyes are dark, stormy and thick with lust. his veins flow with adoration with how delirious you looked. your pupils completely blown out with the arousal that drips out of your cunt.

'look at me, love,' he rasps. it's enough to set you off the edge as you palpitate, your sensitive cunt fluttering with your orgasm. he shoots into you, his thick hot ropes of cum filling you up to the brim.

'fuck, you're so sexy,' he whimpers. you laugh, hitting him on the chest. he doesn't pull out you, chuckling along with you. he doesn't pull out, and you feel his cock softening within the warmth of your cunt.

you trail your fingers over his body, before cradling his face and crashing your lips with his. as if he's a drug, you take him in. you consume him whole as he crumbles within your touch, slowly caving into a hole of pure serene madness of lust.

and perhaps, love.

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[fun-k-board]

What type of Cards Against Humanity players would the Mortal Kombat X Kast be?

Note(s) : I have not played this game fully and I also haven't written for these characters before, this is almost definitely inaccurate and cringe, but I'm free.

Kung Jin -

Goes the dark humor route, but plays it with a complete straight face, he does laugh, but purposefully never at his own cards because he thinks it'll be 'suspicious'. It becomes a tell to see what his card is. He never picks what the person choosing would find funny, which means he usually never gets any black cards.

He will absolutely rage quit, or just try and get others to rage quit by being snarky and incredibly salty about his losing odds.

Takeda Takahashi -

He's not extremely dark humored (?) in his cards, but one of his cards made Liu Kang faint once. He typically goes to dad humor, the ones where you laugh at them but don't actually pick them.

He's never actually angry when he loses, sure, he's a bit salty especially if he finds his cards funny, but, at the end of the day, it's just a game.

Cassie Cage -

It depends on a, the black card, and b, the person choosing. She can win easily if it's her parents or Jacqui, she knows their humor, but if it's someone like Kitana she's screwed. Very 50/50 with her win chances.

She'll only get angry if Kung Jin wins, they're wlw and mlm hostility.

Jacqui Briggs -

Her cards are always hit or miss, she either puts her best card down on a prompt but someone else has a better card, or she saves her good cards until it's too late. She tends to get little to no black cards.

Never gets angry at a loss, she's pretty competitive during it, but afterwards even if she loses, she's just happy to spend time with everybody.

Kitana -

Gets confused on the point of the game, she's trying to keep her dignity and plays the less Inappropriate cards, whenever a particularly dark humor one comes along, she sneaks it back into the pile and picks a different card. She never gets black cards.

Doesn't get angry, she finds the game a bit pointless anyway.

Mileena -

The amount of horror this lady thinks of on the daily can't compare to any cards in any deck, she somehow always brings the worst one out, hardly ever wins because people are too horrified to pick her cards.

Will attempt murder if she doesn't win every round.

Johnny Cage -

Always goes the outwardly dad humor route, he rarely ever picks dark humor cards to put down unless that's all he has. Usually people can tell it's him, so he only wins if the person choosing likes him.

He says that he's only pretending to be salty as a joke, but in reality? It definitely makes him lose pride for at least one evening. Everyone can tell. And they all make fun of him.

Sonya Blade -

She plays with dry yet witty humor, ones you'd expect to see in a teen drama series or something, she's always relying on what she thinks her friends will find funny, and gets black cards regularly.

Will only rage if someone gets a black card and she finds the card genuinely unfunny, she can get over losing if she has a laugh over the card they chose, but if not, she's holding that over that person's head for years.

Kenshi Takahashi -

He's more of a judge, makes sure nobody commits murder, and makes sure nobody cheats. He can't play for obvious reasons, but he does secretly root for certain players, and may or may not excuse cheating if it means someone he doesn't like will lose.

Hanzo Hasashi -

He's silent the entire time, doesn't pick dark humor cards, and doesn't pick any funny ones, either, it's always a deadpan and scorchingly dry card, he's never won a single black card, everyone can tell it's his card, and nobody will pick his.

He's treating it more like a game of chess, and so when he loses he sort of just goes 'welp, could've been smarter.' And moves on.

Liu Kang -

He doesn't find any cards funny to be honest, and he mostly relies on how other people react to see what they find funny, as such, he has no black cards until the end, where he makes a comeback so insane everybody fully believes he cheats.

Won't rage if the comeback fails and he loses, however, he will get annoyed if Kung Jin wins. ( No but why was this man so outraged in every intro like calm tf down )

Kung Lao -

He won't be too sour if he loses, he's past the point of being insecure at every loss, but he definitely does try too hard to be funny. It makes everybody cringe. He gets at least one or two black cards on a bad day, but he plays too much into his humor rather than the person choosing.

Jackson Briggs -

Plays a lot of dry and witty type humor cards down, or ones where it's an actual answer to the card that would make sense, he's a sort of mix of Hanzo and Johnny, so he typically gets a few black cards, and wins maybe.

Doesn't get angry at all, he's just happy to be here.

[lemoneon]

Liam and Airy, my own analysis

I'm not usually one for massive txt posts, normally I keep my thoughts to myself. But me and my friend were having this conversation the other day and I just wanted to put it out there somewhere in the world feel free to agree or disagree with me.

However, one preface I will make, is I am not going to argue. This document is merely my own character analysis of HFJone, specifically Liam with some touch on Airy. And the last thing I want is people coming for me just because I interpret characters a certain way.

Cool? Cool.

Liam

I don't think Liam is perhaps as innocent as a lot of the fandom seem to believe he is [at least the parts of the HFJOne fandom which I have met.]

I believe quite the opposite. I personally don't think Liam is a good person.

By any regards, this doesn't mean he's a terrible person who nobody should like and everybody should hate him, quite the opposite. He's a guy with many, many issues, but he also has his positives. But I don't think people should be babying him as much as I've personally seen.

Liam is an angry man. And a weird one at that. He was given the sticky notes by Stone, and though he didn't quote know what they were about at first, he followed them regardless, and once he made it to bryce, he sat outside that apartment until Bryce had no other choice but to talk to him.

Now, it's understandable to which Liam had nowhere else to go. In those 7 months, he'd lost everything, even the thought of naming someone properly, addressing Bryce as Soda Bottle, but it's still creepy as fuck to sit on the floor outside somebody's apartment after stalking them through sticky notes across America to their house until they have no other choice but to talk to you.

Again, context must be applied, but you must also consider Liam's prior experiences with morality, being he grew up on earth, and had only been gone ~7 months [this point is important when discussing Airy]

Lest we mention Liam's later actions. Inadvertently causing Bryce's death- though partial fault of his own- his obsession leading him stalking through worlds with Bryce and Texty trying to hunt down Stone, and find Airy.

Once Liam does reach Airy's dimension, his practical first motion is to try destroy the computer that caused it all. Which is a fair motion, but he very nearly didn't listen to Airy's pleads to leave the computer alone, only stopping when it was revealed it would remove any chance kf getting home.

A very, very solid reaction. 10/10, probably would do the same.

But it's what comes after which I focus on. Texty tells Liam to kill Airy, and Liam listened.

Liam hunted Airy down, chasing him across his small home area with an axe, intent on killing Airy nearly unquestionably, leading to himself getting hurt and breaking his leg again.

And what does Airy do?

He helps Liam.

Airy

This leads me onto my favourite part, my character analysis of Airy.

Again, this considers my prior interactions with the HFJOne fandom, that being oersonally the experience that people characterise Airy as an unforgivable monster who doesn't feel remorse for his actions. I am not saying this is the fandom characterisation as a whole, I understand many, many fans actually have Media literacy, I just have seen a lot of mischaracterisations.

I do not think Airy is a bad person. Nor do I think he's a good person.

I think it's wholly unfair to judge Airy based off our own standards in the first place.

Airy is someone who's been separated from existence as a whole for [from what I remember] at least 10 years. And 10 years is a long time to not talk to anybody. I know I'd go insane in that time. And thus I think its unfair for us to call Airy based on our own perceptions of morality, because that then thus begs the question on where Airy would even gain these perceptions of morality when he hasn't had to apply them for theoretically 10+ years straight. Yes, he presumably comes from batch 1's earth where he would have grown up and learnt these standards, but it's inferrable that these standards would now since be somewhat non-applicable, because these would have been irrelevant for a long period of time straight

But alternatively to this, Airy has shown that he's far from malicious. When Liam broke his leg the first time, he made a cast, and did so too the second time. Airy's actions are not out of malice- an intent to tear these object's lives apart by taking them to the plane and forcing them to compete- but out of sheer naivety. Airy does not comprehend the consequences to his actions, as he has long existed in a place where actions do not have any consequences on anyone, because there is nobody for him to matter to.

He is alone.

So when Liam finds him, he seeks companionship. He treats Liam as kindly as he can, he doesn't quite understand what is compassion and what is malice anymore in terms of society standards on earth, but he recognises to treat Liam in a way he perceives as kind. Yes, this is lost on Liam, so too is Liam's anger lost on Airy.

TLDR; Liam is not as innocent as people I've seen portray him as, and Airy is neither good nor bad, he's just a guy who has done things we would perceive as bad.

This post went nowhere, I'm sure this is the common fandom perception and I've just been really unlucky with the people I've come across in the fandom, I just wanted to put out my personal interpretation of ONE out there.

[nochi-quinn]

candela obscura chapter 3 episode 1: oh god everybody's fucked up

I'm here, I fell asleep and missed the start but I'm here

lmao the immediate note-taking

ur really committing to that voice huh liam

marisha made an older character and liam said hold my dentures

STEAMPUNK JAZZY

heyyyy someone else makes the joke I picked up from a stargate episode 20 years ago

liam what was that look

absolutely love ashly's wig

sam looking like he got hit with a cattle prod

what's a sam reigel

why are we getting oscar's CV

"are they hot"

listen I saw the trailer he 100% uses that chain to beat people with

"no one calls you carey, oscar"

oh no he's hot

oh he's kotallo, that's why

the flat cap does look good on sam, I can't lie

y'all that's gay

I like cordelia's little halo

eloise best character

(maybe that's the look liam was giving ashly, eloise vs elsie)

elsie's a werewolf calling it

yesss the old people guilt trip

liam

oscar: I'm gonna punch a ghost

"you're wearing a ball gown. it's the morning."

the maw??

haha it took me until literally this moment to remember ashly is aloy, my ship is reunited

"I'm using my bullshit detector" did you get that cleared with the gm

I like the term "blood and guts doctor"

I've been watching S1G play Slay the Princess and the more they describe her the more she sounds like a Princess variant

oh no lights

liam you did that on purpose

oh Aadtika (?) is a very pretty name

"lung, heart" liver, nerves

"you have an extra house?" "you don't?"

rajan

"you slick son of a bitch"

he IS a slick son of a bitch

oh sam's being THAT character

prepared to spend three episodes threatening to punch oscar in the head and throw him in the pool

("nochi nobody read your free! livetweets" well maybe they should have)

sam doesn't watch the product

liam always wants to roleplay fish and chips

[picks elsie and raj up and shakes them until backstory falls out]

"I'll be as subtle as I can be" smash cut to him beating someone to death with a chain

the docks seems like a terrible place to play baseball

sam

did they do a dndbeyond for candela?

they did!

sam forgot he was short

"high stakes not for harm" but bc it's funny

rajan: oh I am NOT involved, you made that VERY clear

"don't waste that on me" "I agree"

I'm being gaslit bc I've always pronounced "copse" like "cope" with an "s" in it

shades of the old man at my previous psych office yelling about obama's secret weather machine

"I help by SCREAMING"

grandpa's making a wheel for it

[mabel pines voice] grappling hook!

the way sam rolls dice STILL kills me

oh good, everyone else also thinks they should fuck

"why can't we just be friends? oh right, because I don't like you."

what the fuck's a flashlight

"yeah! temperature play! :D" aabria

"do you go down my little hole" "of course!" aren't y'all divorced

oh no an ot3

don't say degloved that means something else

oh I dig that

werewolf!

lights!

were….thing!

oh no aabria's doing the voice

everything goes black, and you die

l…lights?

breathing?

how could crcw not have prepared me for this

immortal asshole oscar grimm

EXCUSE

oh he's an asshole because he gave up the non-asshole bits to bargain with death

hey sam what the fuck

oh hey ashly. ow.

thump thumps? why?

loud??

imagine if oscar coming back just freaked elsie right back into beast mode

there's another hour left of this wtf happens

yessssss "I'd take a bullet for him but I wouldn't go drinking with him" my beloved

local woman realizing that everyone around her is an absolute freak

liam's startled old man noise

"ohhh I'm not good at that"

ACTION GLASSES

wait I don't understand what he just did

oh he did a drug

little bird ;-;

his WHAT

chairsword!

it glows blue when there are nuns nearby

where's that one digital devil saga monster

I desperately need an artist's rendition of this orca-mantis-thing

excuse me

I keep missing the spelling of his sister's name

"oh god everybody's fucked up"

A WHAT built in his WHAT

augh eye stuff no quiero

is noshir lefthanded?

I kind of half-called that

"that felt like twenty. that was a season."

BEEKEEPER

"do you know you're covered in bees?"

I like my women like I like my coffee

"because yours is super chill"

liam you can uncommit to the voice

(he will not)

"drop the skincare routine"

[gravityfallsweirdgirl]

Darkwing in: child’s play-

Chapter 1: monkey business

Drake was driving his car when something was bothering him.

It's been a past month, since he's visit gosalyn at the orphanage.

But something happened between them, something that he's been guilt all month about.

He pulls up to a pay toll as he was going to pay be finds something that reminds him of gosayln.

Her crossbow, as he stares he realizes how much he needed her.

So he pulls away, he decides to finally adopt gosayln after one month of leaving her, he hasn't seen her in awhile and when he tries to call her....she doesn't answer.

"Huh? Hey gosayln it's me same I know you're still mad but I just wanna see how you're doing, give me a call back when you back"

A few minutes later, he's arrived at the orphanage with launchpad.

"Thanks for coming with me launchpad" Drake says as the two get out.

"No problem same, I'm glad you decided to let gosayln in"

"Well the past few days have got me thinking about some things"

But once they get inside, they noticed how much the orphanage changed.

It had a dark interior color and the place seemed empty and deserted.

"Hey launchpad, is it me or is there something different about the orphanage" Drake asked.

"Yeah...it's so dark"

"No launchpad, it's empty, I mean where is everybody?"

"Oh right that was my next guess"

"Hello, is anyone here? GOSAYLN?" The two looked around.

"Looks like nobody is here, we should get going Drake" launchpad says.

"Not until I find gosayln if we can find someone"

"May I help you two" then a voice startled them.

"AH!" They turned to see an odd vulture in a suit walking slowly down the staircase.

"I'm sorry you scared us, not because you look so old and creepy it's just you startled us by coming out of nowhere, bit that your creepy just because you look creepy it's just that, sorry Mr uh-"

"You may call me Vladimir bloodsher, or Vlad bloodsher for short or Mr bloodsher"vlad says as he comes face to face with Drake.

"Right, Mr...bloodsher, sorry to bother I was just looking for someone-what exactly happened to this place, last time I visit here there were lots of kids and it wasn't so....the Adam family decor style, where is everyone?"

"What happened was I took off, after a recent fire incident the orphanage burned so I rebuilt, I'm the new caregiver here, are you here to adopt?"

"Uh yes, I'm looking for a little girl, green eyes, red hair, her name's gosayln waddlemeyer"

"Gosayln? Gosayln? gosayln? Nope I haven't seen her" Vlad walks up to a desk counter.

"Well do you know where she might be?" Flare asked.

"Hmm, maybe she's on the second floor, two hallways on the right third doors down, that's where the other children might be"

"Right, thank you" so Drake and launchpad head upstairs.

But little did they know, there was something peculiar about Vlad, he grins wickedly.

So as Drake finds the door, they head in, "ok here we are come on launchpad"

They entered the door but it turned out to be a portal as they entered a dark red corridor with an open door that lead into darkness at the end of the corridor.

Once they entered it, all they saw was red for a few seconds until they're visions was cleared to see they're the lobby of a hotel.

"Hey Drake, call me crazy but this looks exactly like a hotel"

"It is a hotel launchpad""Oh yeah it is, but I thought this was a orphanage"

"It is, I think that Vlad guy just made a few changes, come on we got to find gosayln"

They see a sign and it says" WELCOME! BREAKFAST & MURDER! FREE EVERYDAY UNTIL 10:00 AM". They were creeped out.

"Ok creepy" Drake says as he passes by it.

They walked down a hall with a cutout of a monkey wearing a hotel suit. But as they were about to turn the corner, the cutout falls down startling them.

They turned around the corner to find another way. They then heard a "Ding!" sound of elevator play out as they see a elevator at the end of the hallway with a figure of a monkey in it.

"Is that a monkey?" Launchpad asked.

"Not much a fan of monkeys" Drake says.

" It looks like it has.... Knife for hands!"

As they went up closer to the elevator, the monkey screeched and jumped as they the door closes.

"Ah!" They get startled by the sound.

"What was that?" Launchpad asked.

The elevator went up for a few seconds and came back down. Once it came back down, the doors opened, they went in as the doors closes.

Elevator music plays as the elevator went up. Once the elevator stopped, the doors opens as the gang walks out. They stepped out to see a stature with no head with a purple ball in it's hands

And some boards blocked their way, "ugh I have no time for this"

Drake begins to pull down on the boards. Then A knock came from the door on their right as it startles launchpad.

They start wandering the halls, Drake check room by room looking for gosayln.

"Gosayln? Gosayln? Are you in here?"

Launchpad noticed the paintings of murderous monkeys.

"Do you see this Drake?" He asked.

Drake looks at the painting, "I know creepy monkeys but we need to stay focus"

But suddenly right behind them far back was a frenzy monkey. "Drake do you get the feeling that...we're being followed"

"No, do you?"

"I think someone or something is stalking us"

"Relax launchpad it's just a hotel, what can happen"

They turned a corner to see a monkey in a hotel suit, both blades covered in blood for hands and with blood dripping from its mouth.

"AH!" They get scared.

They started to run away from the monkey as they started to hear more noises.

"Drake? What was that thing?"

"I don't know but we better run"

They start to run all over the place where they run into more monkeys as they hear monkeys angrily screeching all over the halls.

"Drake I don't think gosayln is here"

"You're right, we need to get out of here now"

They head to The elevator as the doors opens they raced. As they entered the elevator, murderous monkeys emerges from the hotel room door and sees them.

Launchpad and drake panic as Drake presses the close button anxiously.

"Come on come on" Drake muttered then The doors shut before the monkey could reach them.

"Phew. That was close" launchpad says.

"Tell me about it" The doors opens again and thet exits

The elevators on each sides opens for each murder monkey to exit.

"Let's get out of here launchpad!!"

They started to go down the corner they came from and saw the door. They jumped into the portal.

*THEY ESCAPED!*

Furious Drake needed answers so he approached Vlad who was by the desk reading.

Paying no attention to Drake, "hey!" Drake shouts.

"Did you find what you were looking for"

"No, we ran into your staff and they tried to attack us"

"Oh my apologies, I'll have to talk to them about their behavior"

"We don't find gosayln, where is she?"

"I do apologize, she must be on the fourth floor, maybe you'll find her there"

So Drake storm out, frustrated, launchpad worries and follows him but Vlad smiles.

"Don't worry you'll be seeing the other children as well too"

To be continued....

[dragondice42]

you'll be alright

(Fossilduo hurt-comfort song ficlet)

here's that silly self-indulgent Chopper and Funny bone ficlet i mentioned. can be interpreted as either platonic or romantic. it's a big fluffy mess and rife with my personal headcanons so don't expect s-tier writing here. technically counts as a song fic i think? lyric credits to Safe and Sound by Taylor swift.

don't say i didn't warn you lol, click read more for an absolute cringe-fest.

The tech wing of the dorms was being fumigated for rust mites, so the skylanders of the tech element were stuck temporarily bunking with other ‘landers. Chopper was staying in Funny bone’s room. Not that that was an issue, in fact the duo had welcomed the impromptu sleepover. but late into the night, trouble arose...

Both were sleeping soundly, until Chopper was awoken by what sounded like whimpering. Distinctly canine, quiet yet still easily noticeable. A bleary-eyed glance to his right revealed the source. Funny bone, still asleep, limbs twitching and quiet whimpering slipping from his jaws, and muttering words the dino couldn’t quite understand. It was clear the skeleton was having a nightmare. Chopper understood the feeling, memories arising of his own recurring nightmares, which had oddly enough not reared their ugly heads tonight. Chopper reached a gentle hand to his skeletal companion’s shoulder. The still sleeping canine shuttered at the touch, tail flicking about unpleasantly. Chopper managed to catch a few words slipping from the undead’s maw. “-not like this-”  “-i’ll do whatever you want-” and then back to whimpering, occasionally broken up with quiet yelps and gasping. Chopper gently shook his friend’s shoulder, trying to bring him back from the nightmare without spooking him too bad. “Funny bone wake up. It’s just a nightmare, you’re ok…” Chopper gently spoke. The whimpering and quiet words stopped, but the twitching continued for a few moments before the skeletal canine abruptly jolted awake with a terrified bark. He frantically looked around the room for a moment, before his glowing green eyelights, fuzzy and unfocused from terror, landed on chopper. His lights slowly refocused as he stared at the dino for a few moments, before practically diving into his arms, head buried in his chest with loud sobs that stained his scales with rivers of tears. Chopper quietly embraced the canine, rubbing small circles along the back of his skull. “Shhh, it’s ok, it’s ok, you’re safe. I’m right here. Nobody’s hurt, everybody is safe and sound.” Chopper gently reassured, breath hitching as he tried, and failed to hold back his own tears. The two sat there in each other’s arms a while, the reptile gently rubbing up and down the skeletal canine’s spine with one hand,careful attention given to each little bump and spike, and the other continuing to trace circles along the back of his skull, until Chopper made an offer. “You wanna hear a lullaby my mom use to sing me?” Funny bone looked up, sockets still full of tears, and gave a gentle nod, before placing his head back into Chopper’s chest. The dino began to sing, gentle and full of love. He remembered every word and careful note of the old song like the back of his hand. 

                 “Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. you’ll be alright, No one can hurt  you now. Come morning light, you and i’ll be safe and sound…” 

He repeated the gentle verse a few times, a gentle mantra, each word more comforting then the last, Funny bone slowly dozing off in his arms, tears coming slowly to a stop. Even after Funny bone had long since fallen into peaceful sleep, Chopper continued to hum the old tune as he laid the skeleton down in the bed, before cuddling up beside him, Funny bone drowsily leaning into the touch. The pair slept peacefully through the rest of the night, nestled under many layers of blankets and carefully arranged multitudes of pillows, both individuals pleasantly nightmare free all night…

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

Any opposite attract stories with Kurt? Would love if there was some Dom/sub too with Dom!Kurt ;)) Thank you!

HERE is a library post that has for opposites-attract fic recs. There are certain tropes that through their very nature usually have this premise. Check out the Badboy!Blaine,  Badboy!Kurt, Nerd!Blaine,  Nerd!Kurt , Skank!Blaine  Skank!Kurt  tags. Here are a couple of D/s fics that have the vibe you are looking for.  - HKVoyage

No Envy, No Fear by neaf

Everybody already knows what they are before their marking day. You’re a Dom, or you’re a Sub, and it’s pretty easy to figure out which one you are once puberty hits and the hormones kick in.

But when Kurt Hummel is marked a Dom on his sixteenth birthday, nobody believes it. The jocks (all Doms themselves), irritated that they have no power over him, decide to make his life a living hell. But, Kurt figures, that’s just high school. It doesn’t change anything.

The only problem is, one of the jocks is a boy he doesn’t know. A boy he never sees, shy and hidden behind the others in a sea of letterman jackets.

Blaine Anderson is a Sub, but nobody knows it.

And he was just fine keeping it that way, until he saw Kurt Hummel.

~~~~~

Clash by AntarcticBird 

Blaine is a sexual free spirit with a bit of a reputation, Kurt doesn't do casual. It should be impossible, and yet Blaine just cannot stop thinking about him. Written for this gkm prompt.

Note: This has D/s undertones only. You need to be logged into an AO3 account to access this fic. 

[romance-club-daily]

You know what reaaaaally bugs me???? In HS2 there are 7 hands on a book. WHAT S UP WITH THAT? WHAT IS HAPPENING THERE? HAND PARTY? WHAT DOES IT MEAN?? everybody talk about the possible twin half brothers of Mc but nobody talks about the HANDS??!! is it obvious what they mean/symbolize and i'm just dumb??? What is happeing with the hands??? If there are 4 horsemen why are there 7 hands?????? What is hoing on man?????

I'm so glad you asked me that! 🤭 Because maybe I have an explanation that makes sense! It's a little longer, but it's here:

In the book of revelation we have a book sealed with seven seals, they are revealed throughout history, and also along with the appearance of the horsemen. In the bible, the only one "worthy" to open these seals is Jesus. They will probably adapt in another form in the story.

In this case, these seals are prophecies of what will happen in these last times.

When the 1st seal is opened, this passage appears:

And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer. (Revelation 6:1-2).

This is one of the horsemen, not Plague, so probably Alice didn't follow the correct order of the seals, so things can change order.

On the 2nd seal:

And when he had opened the second seal, I heard the second beast say, Come and see. And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one another: and there was given unto him a great sword. (Revelation 6:3-4)

This probably Plague's brother, War.

3rd Seal:

And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine. (Revelation 6:5-6)

This is another horsemen 👀

4th Seal:

And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see. And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth. (Revelation 6:7-8)

I think this is Plague 👀

5th Seal:

And when he had opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of them that were slain for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held: And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth? And white robes were given unto every one of them; and it was said unto them, that they should rest yet for a little season, until their fellow servants also and their brethren, that should be killed as they were, should be fulfilled.

That probably hasn't happened yet in the story. But I'm curious to know how they'll adapt that.

6th Seal:

And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood; And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind. And the heaven departed as a scroll when it is rolled together; and every mountain and island were moved out of their places. And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains; And said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb: For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?

In this part the people of the earth are also "sealed" separating who is on the side of "God" who is not. Maybe is a reference to the resistence?

Also, this is probably when Earth will be totally destroyed.

And finally the 7th one:

And when he had opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour. And I saw the seven angels which stood before God; and to them were given seven trumpets. And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer; and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel's hand. And the angel took the censer, and filled it with fire of the altar, and cast it into the earth: and there were voices, and thunderings, and lightnings, and an earthquake. And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound.

After this the trumpets of the angels are used and each one brings a different judgment, with more plagues and other things.

This is a lot, so I think she'll just adapt some things and change some parts.