#nothing 2 sumthin

[supernova41st]

Can I request tf2 mercs with a reader who honestly looks really sweet and nice, but they're actually really blunt and rude like every time they open their mouth it's just "YOU #### ILL ### YOUR ### UNTIL YOU ######!!!"

Sweet n’ Sour 🎀

Mercs x “nice”! Reader

(pt.2)

A/n: MWAH I LOVE THIS IDEA SM. Rn I’m planning to make a fic of my own after this then I’ll be doing more requests afterwards so please be sure to suggests something I may do!!

Warnings: Harsh insults, Suggestive, Patronizing

Scout

Somebody warn him before he does some stupid shit like asking you out

At first he saw you as some ditzy babe he can pull unlike how classy Ms Pauling was, so he didn’t go to spy for you

I mean he still would’ve gotten his ass handed to him if he went to spy

“Sup princess, was wondering if you’d let me pop a soda with you and maybe you’d let me pop something else” lip bite

“..can you pop that giant disgusting pimple on your forehead instead??”

he ran to his room and began to cry, spy had some questions

“…what did you do? What did you say to him?”

“Omfg, what are you his dad? Jesus it hasn’t even been a week here and I’m already so fuckin tired of these guys god it’s like middle school all over again”

You just rambled on how annoyed you were

Oh yeah, he did pop that pimple eventually

Scout (like the child he is) went to spy because he genuinely wanted to know what he did wrong, like seriously wanted to know

“And then she friggin’ told me I had a gross pimple on my face and none of it wasn’t my fault!! I mean-seriously do chics just decide to be bitchy whenever they want?”

“Scout. You went up to a woman, a real woman, patronized her, and what? You thought she was going to suddenly want to be your ‘babe’ as you call it?”

“…okay I see how she could’ve took it the wrong way, BUT”

Spy smacked the shit out of him lol

He was so scared of you even if you did fight alongside him, he was scared you were gonna chew him up again the way you did before.

At the same time it did get him pretty hard to see you out there, something about you yelling at enemies swearing to kill them and their families just got him going

“CANT SNEAK AWAY FROM THIS AK MOTHERFUCKER”

“Uhh, I need to go take a dump or sumthin’ like dat”

He always thought about asking you out but the way you responded to his attempt at hooking up with you was enough to make hide his feelings

But you definitely weren’t one to hide yours, you quickly recognized that his dumbassery turned your laced panties into a slip n’ slide. So of course you went up to him asking to go out

“Hey Jeremy, I saw you out there bashing that heavy’s head in like it was nothing. You looked cute”

“Oh, y-yeah I mean pfft it’s what I do I mean it’s nothing special unless you think it’s sumthin’ special which I totally agree with you if you think it’s cool-“

“Shh- how about when we go back to the base I help you with some new techniques and you show me some of yours?”

Scout didn’t know if that was a metaphor for sex or if he was going to get his ass destroyed by you, but either way the answer was gonna be yes

Medic

When you first joined the team he never really expressed that he thought you wouldn’t be a good edition to the team

It only ever showed while on a mission, he’d almost never Uber you because he thought of you as weak

The first time he really interacted with you was in the battlefield he kept on using his syringe gun instead of healing the the team

You got so frustrated with him and just had to say something

“MEDIC PUT THE FUCKING GUN AWAY AND UBER HEAVY YOU FOUR-EYE BITCH” you screamed, slapping his gun way and shaking his collar

He blushed at the sight of you snapping at him, so unexpected yet so.. hot

“Oh, ja.. of course ♡”

The love in this man’s eyes compared to the hate in yours was astonishing, of course he immediately went to go do what you told him, all for you and only you

As soon as the match finished he couldn’t stop thinking about how much fury you had, he was definitely going to pocket you in the next match

It was so exciting to see you, so beautiful, yet so aggressive on the field

He’s always calming you whenever you get angry, basically this photo

We all know Medic likes to be a bit messy himself with his bonesaw, you hate it when he gets messy around you

“Ugh!! Medic! You got blood on my skirt, do we need to get your ass another pair of glasses??”

“Now now, I itz nothing to worry about my love. I know my vway around a blood stain!”

“Okay,, but if this thing is still on here by then you’re buying me another.”

He enjoys watching you get ready in your pretty outfits and makeup. Medic is well maintenance but it doesn’t compare to how long it takes for you to get ready

You defending him is his fav thing ever, he never shows it a lot but he loves it when you cuss out mercs who think they aren’t getting enough healing

“SCOUT YOU PEICE OF SHIT STOP RUNNING AWAY FROM MEDIC IF YOU WANT HEALING!!”

“Aww, y/n ☺️”

No but you guys are so cute, esp when he Ubering you

He’s always cheering you on as you tear the enemy team apart

“You’re doing well my perle!!”

“Thanks my love! WHO WANTS THEIR BALLS CRUSHED”

Soldier

As soon soldier saw you he was kinda annoyed in a way? He didn’t want to kick you out or anything but he did want you to prove yourself to him, he wasn’t just gonna let a wuss fight alongside him

He once tried to push you to your limit by making you do some exercise but nothing could’ve prepared him for how you were gonna respond

“DROP DOWN AND GIVE ME 40 CUPCAKE”

“Uh-uh I KNOW ur not talking to me bitch”

“DID I STUTTER?”

“DID I STUTTER?? DONT YOU HAVE LIKE AN EAGLE TO WALK OR SOMETHING? GO SHOVE A ROCKET UP YOUR ASS”

You continued to give him the death stare, but soldier just stood there

You guys made out hard, right there and then. He just couldn’t resist, we all know how he feels about strong ladies

After that the All-American Soldier we once knew turned into a loverboy, he lives and breathes to love you

But since soldier has the lowest IQ out of all of the mercs he tends to get you on your nerves a lot

“Soldier, sweetie!! Why are we dying so much what’s the biggie? 😚”

“APOLOGIES CUPCAKE, BUT IT APPEARS I HAVE KILLED ANOTHER SOLDIER. AND IN THE GREAT NAME OF LADY LIBERTY, I MUST BURY IT IN HER HONOR.”

“SOLDIER GET YOUR ASS ON THE POINT RIGHT FUCKING NOW.”

“..copy that”

He always straightens his back every time he’s in your presence, he always wants to show how tough he is and that he respects you

The team gets so overstimulated whenever you two are on the same mission, especially Spy. It always ends with him getting a headache

He’ll try to get you cute gifts, but sometimes what Soldier considers ‘cute’ can be um

“Yehhehehe, SWEETHEART, I HAVE A SUPRIIISE”

“Is it another ear necklace? Soldier I told you to stop giving me those they’re gross..”

“NEGATIVE!”

“sigh Finally, what is it?”

“A BOW MADE OUT OF MY TISSUE. DOCTOR HELPED ME MAKE IT.”

“..okay this is actually cute as fuck”

For the most part soldier means no harm, he just wants to love you. Even if it means giving you jewelry made out of the flesh of his enemies <33

[mookiesspace]

“ 𝑆𝑂 𝐵𝐴𝐵𝑌, 𝐿𝐸𝑇 𝑀𝐸 𝐶𝐴𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝑂 𝑌𝑂𝑈 ”

Ony x Black fem reader , 18+ MDNI , angst , implied cheating , strong language , etc

There you were sitting on your king-sized bed alone watching criminal minds at 2am, once again. it's been exactly 1 month since your harsh breakup with your ex-boyfriend Onyankopon. ever since then, you've hit rock bottom completely. you really thought he was the one, different from the other low life niggas you used to mess around with, that's until he showed you that it was all just a made up fairytale you so eagerly believed in nothing but lies and heartbreak. how could 2 of the best years of your life turn out to be the worst so drastically.. this so called love shit just wasn't for you. you wanted nothing more than to weep away into your big ass bed doing everything in your power to forget about him. well.. that was untill you got a knock on your apartment door..

"Hey mama.." you recognized that smooth honey like voice anywhere.. but was it really him? There infront of you stood a handsome 6'2, dark skinned figure. Onyankopon. Why was he here? does he not remember what he did to you, to us?? after all this time why would he show up now. Thoughts filling your pretty little head with deep regret and anger as you stand still infront of the tall man. "Hell no." you hissed while attempting to slamming the door infront of you before feeling a strong push of the door opening it wider than before. "Listen mama, I jus' wanna talk. please, y/n I mis-" "Cut the shit ony. I'm done with you, now get the fuck back before I call my brother on yo goofy ass." Is he fucking serious right now you thought. He couldn't be, he just couldn't. Before you could push him out and close the door he steps forward once more. "y/n I'm serious. jus' gimme 20 minutes with you. please mama, then I'll be gone." he said pushing the door closed behind him, locking it in motion. "Ony-" "Please mama, 20 minutes..." just a minute ago all you wanted to do was punch him in his stupid ass face and cry till you forgot all about him. now he's standing right infront of you looking sexier than ever, his perfect glossed two toned lips and dark brown eyes making you fall for him all over again. all you could do was stare at the tall dark skined man before you. "20 minutes Onyankopon. then I want you out my house, you understand me?" slowly seeing his cocky smile unfold revealing his blinged out gold grillz he nodded. "Yes ma'am." both knowing this'll be the longest 20 minutes of your life..

sneak peak of sumthin I'm trying finish cus I love cheater ony 😩🙏🏾

[loveephia]

some of the HQ boys with a girlfriend who has fluffy cheeks. (kuroo, atsumu, kenma, oikawa, akaashi, sakusa.)

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, reader getting called some petnames, reader is annoyed by atsumu, you get compared to cute animals a bit.

⚠ warning/s: none.

part 1 | part 2

KUROO TETSURŌ

now kuroo's seen a lotta things

but your cheeks have got to be the most bizarre sight he's ever witnessed.

(in a good way, of course)

HE LOVES PINCHING THEM. HARD.

and whenever you ask him why he does it, he goes on a lengthy explanation about how cuteness aggression works

"kitten, it's because in response to positive experiences, some people express their feelings in a dimorphous manner, meaning they—"

gosh, you love this nerd

but pls shut him up with a little peck. he'll continue to ramble until the subject is about softshelled turtles or something.

ATSUMU MIYA

honestly, he never understood why people would gush over their s/o back then

it was always: "waaah! _____ is so cool!" or "_____ is the most beautiful girl ever.."

then, he got into a relationship with you

"your cheeks're so cute, darlin'." atsumu pokes one while you hiss at his statement. you can't stand people who comment about your cheeks!

oh, but atsumu thinks you're just like an angry little kitten

so with a childish smile, here he is stretching your cheeks like they're daifuku.

"hands off, miya."

"ouch, why are we on a last name basis now?!"

KENMA KOZUME

here is a visual representation of kenma when he finds out how fluffy your cheeks are:

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

i can imagine kenma's fingers being sore for playing video games hours on end, so a bit of pillow-like material your cheeks can help with the aching!

so here you are, looking at kenma with a dumbfounded smile, as he's still massaging your cheeks round and round in circles

"ken? what's this all about?"

fuee.. fuee..

"..nothing." he mumbles

okay, kenma. whatever makes you happy, i guess.

TŌRU OIKAWA

this man loves pda, so expect a lot of cheek kisses from him

he's all shameless about it too

which irritates you cuz you get shy very easily.

and he knows. HE KNOWS HIS EFFECT ON YOU.

oikawa could be talking to the other third years, and every now and then, he'd kiss your cheek

LIKE STOP STOPS TOP STOp sSFOPSpstop

"t- tōru.. can you not?" you stuttered out, a blush creeping up your neck

"but princess, you're just so cute!" he whines

oikawa has a lot of fans, but the only person he'll ever be a fan of, is you :D

KEIJI AKAASHI

honestly, he doesn't really care that much

but he thinks they're the cutest feature you have.. (♥︎ . .)

when your cheeks are full from eating, akaashi thinks that you look just like a little hamster

y'know how a hamster stores food in their cheeks and they puff up a ton?

yeah, that's how akaashi sees you.

"keiji, s'there sumthin' wrong?" you manage to say from your mouthful of food

"please don't talk while you eat, angel." he reminds you, wiping off a small speck of rice from your chin

akaashi makes a mental note to add a hamster emoji at the end of your contact name later

"my y/n 🐹"

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

he doesn't like pda, nor does he like physical contact in general

though he can't help but be a little bit curious as to how your round cheeks feel against his pointer finger

after all, the boy's only human 😔

so he does the inevitable and pokes one

you stopped breathing for a good sixteen seconds.

"..sakusa?" you turn to him, all mortified

"soft.." he thought

sakusa doesn't like kissing out in the open, but he'll settle for your innocent little cheek-to-cheek kisses

because he gets to feel the plush of your cheek against his

his face is so red pls someone save him 😭😭😭

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[14buddy22]

Hey, I was wondering if you could do sumthin where hotch and reader are in a case in the middle of nowhere and they are alone in the suv and hotch gets anoyd, basically something like this https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cx4W797AxKT/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

Reader gets mad and sad at him and won't talk to him for the rest of the day

At the end they make up

(They both are dating )

Yes, I'm 20 days late with this request.... and I'm very sorry.

Aaron Hotchner was your best friend. It started from your first day of working in the BAU. You slowly found little ways into his life. Bringing him coffee, offering to drive when you two were partnered together (even though he always told you no), listening to his favorite music when you were together, offering to watch Jack if he needed to attend a meeting on short notice and Jess was unavailable.

Then your friendship turned into so much more. Late night dinner runs, movie nights, hanging out with Jack, you name it. You would do anything just to hangout with Aaron. From that point on, you two started going out with each other.

Now you two have been dating for just over two years. Both been through good and the bad. Nothing that could stop you two.

But, this might have been the straw that broke the camel's back.

You two were riding in the SUV back to the hotel, both of you alone, driving in the middle of nowhere, and with being in the middle of nowhere means your GPS cut out on the way to the hotel.

Aaron was pulled over on the side of the road and you were just soaking in the moment you got to be alone with him. Aaron was trying to figure out what street we were on and how we could at least get back to the precinct.

You on the other hand just wanted to soak in the alone time with him. Maybe even fit a quickie in while on the side of the road. Something you always wanted to do, but him on the other hand was always afraid he'd get caught. But now it was perfect timing.

"Babe."

You waited for Aaron's response.

"Babe."

You heard a slight "hmm" but knew he was still focused on the map so you started tapping his shoulder.

"What!"

You didn't expect him to snap like that. It wasn't in a tone that you couldn't handle, but you could tell he was annoyed. That wasn't something you wanted to do to him. Not especially if you wanted to get laid.

"I was trying to get your attention. Why are you snapping at me."

"Because we're lost, in the middle of nowhere, I'm trying to get us back to the precinct and when you said 'babe', I responded but then you kept tapping me. You can just nudge me once or call my name, not having to keep tapping me over and over and over."

You turned your body towards the window and said, "turn the car around. Go back for about 2 miles, take a right, drive for about another 2 1/2 miles, then take a left. We'll run into the precinct."

You were good with directions. Always memorized how to get somewhere and how to get back.

Aaron started to drive. He knew he should apologize but he has a right to be annoyed. You both drove in silence back to the precinct, getting directions to the hotel and trying again.

When he got showered, he was met with you in bed already. He wanted to make it up to you, but when he saw you with your back to his side of the bed, he knew you were in no mood to talk or do anything for that matter.

"Goodnight honey."

"Goodnight."

You hated being mad at Aaron, but he deserved this. You were just trying to have fun. Aaron could be uptight, and you were the one who usually made him let loose and have fun. So when you did want to have fun tonight, you couldn't.

The next morning, you were up and out of the door before Aaron was out of the shower. Opting to go into work with Prentiss and JJ. You did leave a note to let Aaron know you went with them but that's so he wouldn't send a search party out for you.

The entire day you avoided conversation with Aaron. Keeping things strictly professional. You knew it was killing Aaron, just as it was killing you, but you were trying to prove a point.

You wanted to cry but you were still strong. It wasn't until Aaron finally cornered you in the locker room, slightly pushing you up against the wall, kissing you like you were the last thing to keep him alive.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you in the car. I was tired, crabby, and just wanted to get home. I promise I'll be better. I'm sorry, honey. But please, don't ever be that mad or sad with me ever again. I can't handle it."

"Okay baby. I forgive you."

When you kissed him back again you whispered against his lips.

"I was trying to get you laid in the back of the SUV last night, but right here might be even better."

You couldn't help but laugh when you saw the blush creeping on his face and then the whisper of a "I'll go lock the door."

[polo-drone-070]

Maximus: The Golden Mascot (part 2)

The Special Suit

The room he led me to was dark except for the glow of a single light, shinin’ down on a new suit that made the first one look like some budget costume. This one was brighter, shinier, the lycra even more golden and slick, like liquid sunlight. The armor pieces looked heavier, more detailed, and the helmet... bloody hell, the helmet looked alive, its golden visor gleamin’ with a faint pulse.

I stared at it, my mouth hangin’ open. “Oi, bruh,” I said, takin’ a step forward. “Datz… datz sumthin’ else, innit?”

Grayden stepped behind me, his hands restin’ on my shoulders. “It’s special,” he said softly, his voice close to my ear. “Only for the most loyal. Only for the ones who truly embody what it means to be part of the Gold Army.”

My chest swelled with pride, my heart poundin’. “Yeah, bruh, data me, innit? I iz all about the team. I’ll do wotever it takes, yeah?”

“I know you will, Maximus,” Grayden said, and before I knew it, I was steppin’ forward, lettin’ him guide me to the suit.

The lycra slid over my skin like a second layer of muscle, tight and snug in all the right places. My hands ran over the golden sheen, marvelin’ at how it gripped me perfectly. The armor pieces clicked into place one by one, heavier than the first suit but feelin’ like they belonged there, like they were part of me. The musky smell was even stronger this time, thicker, seepin’ into my skin and makin’ my head spin in the best way.

“Oi, bruh,” I said, flexin’ my arms in the mirror. “I luk propa bangin’, yeah? Lyk, propa mascot material, innit?”

Grayden chuckled behind me, and I could hear somethin’ almost... smug in his tone. “You look perfect, Maximus. Now, there’s just one last piece.”

He picked up the helmet, holdin’ it up like it was a crown. I felt my stomach flutter, half-excited and half-nervous. “Yeah, alright, stick it on,” I said, grinnin’.

But the moment the helmet clicked into place, I knew somethin’ was different. The suit tightened around me all at once, like it was alive, and I heard a faint click-click-click as locks engaged along the seams.

“Oi, bruh, wotz goin’ on?” I said, my voice muffled by the helmet. I tried to move, but the suit held firm. “Why’s it lockin’ me in, yeah? Datz … Lyk, datz ain’t right!”

“It’s already done, Maximus,” Grayden said, his voice calm and certain. “This is what you wanted.”

“Nah, bruh, lemme out!” I shouted, strugglin’ against the suit. But then the spirals started.

The Spirals Take Hold

The golden spirals filled the visor, spinning endlessly, pulling me deeper and deeper into their glow. My breath quickened inside the helmet, each inhale heavy with the musky, rubbery scent of the suit, sinking into me like it was rewiring my thoughts. The suit’s tightness wasn’t just physical anymore—it was wrapping around my mind, locking me into something I couldn’t resist.

“Maximus,” Grayden’s voice echoed through the helmet, calm and steady. It was joined by a low, rhythmic hum, vibrating through the helmet like it was drilling right into my skull. Subtle whispers slipped beneath the hum, almost too soft to catch but impossible to ignore.

“You belong to the team. You serve the team. Nothing else matters. The team is your life.”

The words repeated, weaving through my thoughts, replacing everything else. My panic faded, drowned by a rush of warmth and certainty. “Yeah... yeah, da team iz everything,” I muttered, my voice thick and slow. The spirals spun faster, their light pulsing in sync with the whispers.

“Cheerful. Uplifting. Always there for the team. You are the heart of the Gold Army. You are a mascot.”

The words dug deeper, wrapping around my mind like chains. My shoulders relaxed, my body going slack as the whispers filled every corner of my head. “I’m a mascot,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I cheer for the team...”

The spirals flared, and new whispers layered over the first, stronger and more insistent.

“You are not a person anymore. You are a Gold Knight. A mascot. Always a mascot. Nothing else.”

The helmet vibrated, sending shivers down my spine as the whispers sharpened. My own voice echoed in my ears, though I didn’t remember speaking. “Not a person,” I said, the words spilling out without thought. “Not Maximus. Just a Gold Knight. Always cheerin’, always smilin’, always there for the lads...”

The low hum deepened, and the spirals changed, shifting into golden words flashing across the visor:

“Surrender.” “Cheer.” “Obey.”

Each word hit me like a jolt, lighting up my mind with the rush of purpose and belonging. The whispers grew louder, overlapping into a symphony of commands:

“You are the spirit of the team. You raise morale. You are joy. You are unity. Always smiling, always cheering, always serving.”

I grinned, the muscles in my face moving without me thinkin’. The suit felt tighter now, like it was merging with me, its musky scent filling every breath, every thought. My heartbeat slowed, calm and steady, beating in time with the team, with the whispers.

“A mascot. Only a mascot. Nothing else. Not human. Just a Gold Knight.”

My mind buzzed with the words, wiping away any resistance, any trace of individuality. The whispers grew louder still, almost shouting now:

“A Gold Knight is cheerful. A Gold Knight serves. A Gold Knight inspires. Always there for the team. Always cheering. Always obeying.”

“Yes,” I said, my voice clear and firm. “That’s... me. Always... for the team. I am... a proper Gold Knight.”

Becoming a Gold Knight

The spirals slowed, their mesmerizing pull fading into a steady, comforting hum in the back of my mind. The whispers, though quiet now, weren’t gone. They didn’t need to be—they were etched deep, part of every thought, every beat of my heart. My chest swelled as I stood straighter, my arms flexing, the snug embrace of the suit reminding me that I wasn’t just me anymore.

Grayden’s voice came through the helmet, calm and steady but laced with satisfaction. “How do you feel now, Gold Knight?”

I grinned wide, the kind of grin that made my cheeks ache. “Feelin’ proper amazin’, bruh! Like... I’m alive, yeah? I’m ready to cheer, ready to serve, ready to lift up the team!” My voice was loud, brimming with excitement and energy I didn’t know I had.

“Good,” Grayden said, stepping closer. His tone grew firmer, more commanding. “You’re not just Maximus anymore. You’re a Gold Knight now—part of something bigger than yourself. Your mission is clear: cheer for the team, raise morale, inspire the lads, and bring them together. Nothing else matters.”

The words hit me like a flood of warmth, settling into my core. I wasn’t just Maximus anymore—I was a Gold Knight. One of the mascots of the Gold Army. I wasn’t alone, either. I was part of a squad with a mission more important than anything I’d ever done.

I nodded eagerly, my grin never faltering. “Yeah, bruv! Always smilin’, always cheerin’, always there fer the lads, like! All fer the team, all the time!”

Grayden chuckled, his voice softer now. “That’s right. You’re not just one of us—you’re the second Gold Knight. This is only the beginning, Maximus. We’ll grow stronger, better, together. Each of us has a part to play.”

Joining the Squad

The helmet visor flickered off, and I stepped forward, the doors opening to reveal the gathered lads outside. My chest swelled with pride as I strutted into the room, my steps bouncin’ with energy.

The team turned to look, their faces a mix of surprise and excitement. Grayden walked behind me, his calm, confident presence grounding my endless enthusiasm. I couldn’t stop myself—my arms shot up, and I shouted at the top of my lungs.

“GO GOLD, BRUHZ!”

The room erupted in cheers. The lads hollered and clapped, their energy feeding into me, fueling my own excitement. I flexed, struck a pose, bounced on my heels, and started leadin’ chants. My voice boomed, each cheer bursting out like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Grayden stepped forward, addressing the team with that smooth, commanding tone of his. “Lads, this is what being a Gold Knight is all about. Maximus here isn’t just Number 70 anymore—he’s part of something bigger. And this is just the start. The Gold Knights are here to stay, and every one of them will make this team stronger.”

I turned to Grayden, still grinning like a madman. “Wait, bruv,” I said, bouncing slightly in place. “You’re a Gold Knight too?”

He nodded, a proud smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Of course. As Head Mascot, I don the armor when the team needs cheering. We share this role, Maximus—it’s about the squad, not just one person. Together, we’re the spirit of the team, and soon, there’ll be more of us.”

The thought sent a rush of excitement through me. “More mascots? Like, a proper crew?”

“That’s right,” Grayden said. “You’re the second, but not the last. The Gold Knights will grow, each one raising the team higher, inspiring every bro to push harder, be better, and fight together. This isn’t just for today or tomorrow, Maximus. This is forever.”

His words resonated deep inside me, like a lock turning and clickin’ into place. The suit was mine now, its musky embrace permanent, its snug grip a constant reminder of what I’d become. I wasn’t just Maximus anymore—I was a mascot, a Gold Knight, part of a legacy that would outlast me.

And I didn’t want to be anything else.

The whispers that had imprinted themselves on my mind spoke again, their truths now so obvious it was like they’d always been there. “You are a Gold Knight. Cheerful. Loyal. Forever cheering. Forever inspiring. Forever part of the team.”

I struck another pose, the lads roaring their approval. The helmet, the suit, the mission—it all felt right, like it had always been where I was meant to end up. I didn’t need to be Maximus anymore. The name didn’t matter. What mattered was the team, the Gold Army, and my role in liftin’ them higher.

Grayden placed a hand on my shoulder, his grip firm. “Welcome to the squad, Maximus. Together, we’ll make this team unstoppable.”

Epilogue: Grayden’s Perspective

Grayden watched as Maximus—no, the newest Gold Knight—bounded around the room, leading chants and flexing like he was born for it. The suit had done its job, as had the spirals. The second Gold Knight had been made, and his enthusiasm and energy were already infectious, lifting the team’s morale with every cheer.

Grayden smiled to himself, crossing his arms as he leaned against the wall. The Gold Army needed mascots like this—symbols of unity, of joy, of undying loyalty. The Gold Knights weren’t just for show; they were the heart of the team.

He straightened, his platinum blond hair catching the light as he glanced toward the gleaming armor waiting for him in the corner. His time would come soon enough to lead as the Head Mascot. But for now, he watched with satisfaction as Maximus embodied everything the Gold Knights stood for.

“This is only the beginning,” Grayden murmured, his sharp blue eyes gleaming. “A squad of mascots, lifting the Gold Army higher than ever. The team spirit made flesh. Forever cheering. Forever loyal. Always Gold.”

_____________________

Thanks to @polo-drone-084 aka Grayden the Head mascot for inspiring that story. Ready to join the team? The Golden Army awaits. Contact one of our recruiters and take your place.  @brodygold @goldenherc9 @polo-drone-001"

part 1 here

[queerdiazs]

fuck it friday 🎄

i have nothing witty to say, how sad

have a little snip from my 4+2 fic which is going to be finished tonight and up on 24 december <3

“You slipped tongue in there, you motherfucker.”  Buck holds his hands up, sufficiently accosted. “Well, you were making a lot of weird noises,” he says, haughtily, “so you were clearly enjoying the tongue.”  Eddie scoffs, rolling his eyes. “I didn’t,” he lies, like a liar. He enjoyed the kiss a little too much—wouldn’t mind repeating it seventeen more times just to see if Buck is really that good with his tongue or if it was a fluke. It’s part of the scientific method, you know.  “Did so.”  “Did not.”  “Did so, Eddie.”  Eddie puts his hands on his hips. “Did—” Except Buck’s a lot closer than he thought, grinning wide and ruddy-cheeked, and Eddie’s not a strong man, not really, and so he closes his mouth, reaches out, grabs Buck’s cheeks, and pulls him in for another kiss. It’s sudden, and Buck’s off-kilter, leaning so far forward he topples, and Eddie catches him, wraps him up tight, and sucks Buck’s tongue into his mouth again, lets Buck play and taste, and swallows every little noise Buck gives him, and, yeah, Buck really is that good of a kisser, holy shit.  Buck pulls back first, breathless and full of wonder. “Wow,” he says, blinking heavy.  “Wow is right.” Eddie grins, tummy full of sparkly joy, and steals another quick kiss. “Come home with me after shift.”

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[trashedump]

keep fighting blooper reel

so for context, while i was working on my fic keep fighting, i had a separate document where i would write things as shittily as possible whenever i got stuck. so some of these quotes are from that document, others are things i wrote in the actual fic document whenever i got bored.

enjoy this series of outtakes, ordered by the chapter they occurred in! also warning for spoilers for my fic in case you care about that

chapter 1:

“i got dis” he [sylvain] sed. dis waz his fite 2 mak up 4 being dum

“r u stupd????” fliz yielded. “i wana fite 2 :((((”

“get every1 ot od her” slyman sed. “itz only 2 il be fin”

“k” flix sed al sad n wroeid nd shit. “u betr nut do sumthin stupd”

SYLVer the hedgehogAIN kisd him on da hed. “i wont. now g0”

chapter 2:

dmiarko waz taking 2 ingird

“r u alrite ignatz:

“she mey b sumwher in abys” billie eyleth [misspelling of byleth] sed.

chapter 4:

flix knu he had 2 finf a way 2 nut fitr 2 (DUNBAAAAAAN (HA HA HA HA HA NUMBERS)) gise @ once so he retreted but nut bcoz he had ben defeted. he snt 3 da ofer sid of da rum nd glen cam @ him bcoz rodric waz stil realing. felix navidaf blikd hiz sord agen nd kickd hkn in da bals lol. den he wnt 2 rodrig

fergalicious definition [abhorrent misspelling of felix] mad him go loco den bc he did rath strik ns da crest fargmnt aktivated.

he [felix] slamd da puml of da sord in glands [glenn's] fac nd glue gun [glenn] fel so den he stabf thru rodricks [rodrigue's] chest. dorime [rodrigue???] fel nd puld da sowrd ot of felony [felix] wich hurt a lot agen but he stortd 2 die on da grond.

"Sasuke— I mean Felix—"

"What the fuck did you just call me"

"Uhhhh nothing lol what are you talking about—"

"shurt the hell up I'm leaving you"

the bad ending

chapter 5:

“its alrite” dimi laffd  in a gofik way. dedu aslo noded behing him. “jst cum bak wen ur rechardgd. da rest of us wil kep tings runing wil ur away (hehe im forshadowing da mening of kep fiting her im so smrt im so intelelgint)”

haoi (THE LONG AWAITED SEQUEL TO YAOI WTF WTFFFFF)

insted of relying on demselvs evry2 had each oders bak. so dat wen dey had a momt of wekness dey cud stil surviv (an im so smart im so smart heheehehehheeheh).

“i hav a hrd tim beliving dats da cas” he refusd 2 bak don. “i cant help but fel im at falt, bcos i sed id talk 3 u mor aftr da war but den left u in da dust evry single day (the DUST? the DUST)”

"Wait, Didi."

"Yes?" He turned around. "What is it?"

"I should tell you...part of what I've been researching all this time." She started to hesitate, fidgeting with a string tied around her wrist. "It could be important, or...something."

Dimitri was listening intently. Hapi realized she actually wasn't sure why she thought this was important. It was almost as if the author was trying to foreshadow a future plot point.

"What was that?" the warlock called out. His voice was growing louder as he approached Felix's hiding place. "Is...is someone there? .....Must've been the wind."

"we're underground you dumb fuck"

"oh fuck you're right wait how do you know that"

"uhhhhhh shit"

*world explodes from fourth wall break*

i hate describing doors theres so many doors why are there so many doors why did i DO THIS

Felix looked. On the ceiling was a metal grate, most likely an air vent.

"Just like in among us"

flix nd sylvSONIC The Hedgehogain wr switchng it up a bit

chapter 6:

so day had escapd da untetical sience lab yey!!! but dey rwr in a cav. :(

fuor dase had pasd. dey wr stil stuk in da fuking cav.

On the fifth day, things changed. Shit hit fthe fuckign fan oh gsod

IT'S TIME FOR THE FUCKIN SCEEEEEEENE

"There is," he [Felix] said.

The revelation hit Sylvain like a medieval truck.

"I was gonna propose to you," he [Sylvain] said.

The words hit Felix like a medieval train.

chapter 7:

“abt da searc?” dey [byleth] sed nd dimi noded. dey cod always tel watz on his mind or maby dey j chos da rite dialog opton

“but aslo speking as a mrecenari” buyleth sed “i kno how tings can torn arond in an instnat. batls u tink r a lost cas switch in ur favor in da blink-182 of an eye. ppl uve logn snic had 2 left 4 ded hold on despit it al. so itx nut ovr until we kno it si. wer so fuking back”

“rite” dimi sed whil sheding a singl ter “wer so fuking bak”

“oh shti dat is prmosing” dimi sed “any sine of da duck nd marmalade” [duke and margrave]

dimiarko [dimitri] torned 2 bananapeel [byleth]

They were almost out of food. Every so often, that realization hit Felix like a medieval airplane.

"Okay," Sylvain conceded damn we out here conceding in this bitch

Felix hadn't said anything in a while—and, to be fair, neither had Sylvain, but it was his distant expression that worried Sylvain. He looked lost in thoughts all alone yoooooou are the oooooceans gray waaaaves destined to seek life beyond the shoooore just out of reeaaach yeeeet the watereeeerrs ever chaaaange flowing like time the path is yours to cliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimb

"Clearly," Lysithea grumbled. "I didn't expect the same for you."

"Yes, well, I couldn't rest now," Linhardt said. "There are monsters nearby."

chapter 8:

ok so dery etin gdiner nd itz rtlly harty bef stew lik harty stew in botw i tink dats a recispe in dat gaem

syl stripd don 2 naked nd tok of AL his cloths nd he had a rely long no we’re not going there. he tornd on da watr nd thot abt fliz but nut lik dat u prev. he had a flashbak 2 post rodrick [rodrigue] deth but forst he dint tink abt it yet he gut da sop nd began 2 wash al his skin

But maybe he’ll never be ready, a thought tugged at the back of his mind. Maybe he wants nothing to do with me. After all…I’m the one who did this to him.

The memories hit Sylvain like a medieval blimp.

chapter 9:

dimi codnt hodl bak as he stepd in2 da dorfram nd hugd him as tight as he cud. and den da crest of blaiddyd aktivatd nd he snapd sylvens fuking spine in half. just kiding dat dint hapen lol can u imagin

chapter 10:

“But I promise—for the rest of our days, I’ll do everything in my power to be the man you see in me. To fight by your side, no matter what.”

"Wow that was sappy as fuck lmao"

[vivianleighwishesshewasme]

Study buddy's Part 7

Polly wakes John up with a broom after finding Martha downstairs.

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John woke up with a sharp painful smack over the head. It felt sharp and brittle. After a few good wacks he sat up startled, ready to fight. What was going on!

“Oi, stop it.” He yelled his eyes slowly opening. His arm was raised to defend himself from the upcoming attack. He was sitting up in bed, his disheveled Aunt still in her nightgown had the broom raised ready to whoop him again. 

Polly looked fierce, thunder rolling in her eyes. She was livid. 

“You stop it, what are you two thinking!?” Polly’s voice was raised and high pitched. She was concerned and upset. Whatever he’d done had been incredibly stupid to get that reaction. 

“They aren't thinking Pol, they are children.” Tommy’s stern voice boomed into John’s room causing the younger to scowl. His brother stood in the doorway peeling an apple, knife paused momentarily to shake his head in disapproval. 

John scoffed. He knew his brother had slept with his girl friend Greta, so who was he to judge, besides, nothing but innocent cuddling had happened. 

“Oh, John Shelby, you better not have gotten her pregnant.You better marry that girl.” Polly looked distraught at the thought of another child to care for in this house. John rolled his eyes. He made his own money. If they married, he’d get her a place to live then get her pregnant. He’d take that on, not Polly. 

John turned behind him, she was gone, no trace of her at all. How did Polly know then? 

  He looked at his Aunt and Brother, giving them a puzzled expression.

“She’s downstairs, making us a proper breakfast. When she leaves the house this morning John they’ll be gossip.” Polly warned. He told Martha that last night and tried to get her to leave. She was a mess. 

“John, Pols right, you should marry her after graduation in a few weeks.” Tommy added.

“Will you please not help Tom, Jesus, just because her bread is better than mine doesn't mean you should marry her. Still, her reputation will be in shreds after today.” She added. “What were you thinking?” John had tried, not hard enough apparently. He could have woken Polly and she probably would have chased Martha off…but he just couldn’t do that looking at her red spotted face last night. She had been hiccuping because she’d been crying so hard. And by the time he’d gotten the whole story from her…we’ll have fallen asleep in his arms. He honestly hadn’t wanted her to leave. 

It felt natural to have her sleeping peacefully next to him. 

“Everyone shut up. She climbed up last night and I let her in because she was hysterical. I didn't trust her to make it home safe, not that it was an option.  Mum kicked her out or sumthin. I’ll talk to Martha, if the neighbors gossip just say she came by this morning for breakfast or she’d been locked out or sumthin.” He rubbed his eyes. Truthfully he was awake since the broom smacked, he now had a headache however. 

He tossed off the blankets and sheets letting the cool morning air hit him. 

“Wake up and get ready for work John. You can walk Mrs. Anderson home first.” Polly walked out almost bumping into Tommy while she walked down the hall, muttering about bloody kids being her death.

“ Do you love her?” Tommy asked John. Tommy was becoming something of a romantic with his engagement to Greta Jurossi making the papers in wedding announcements. 

“Yeah, so much it scares me sometimes. I’m always thinking of my future now.” They both chuckle at John’s confession. He wasn’t known for long term planning. “I can’t see a day in those thoughts without Martha being  a part of it somehow.”

“Then I expect to be your best man, yeah.” John smirked at Tommy. He nodded his head. He and Arthur would definitely be standing up for him. 

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I probably have about 2 more chapter before I finish up this series. Thank you for reading

[bxnnymo0]

IF YOURE OVER 25 PLEASE DNI. I’m a minor and not comfortable with anyone over that age to interact with me.

just because you have the same coping mechanism as me doesn’t mean I’d want you to interact

~*~My Introduction~*~

Hi! My name is Twig/Bunny!

Age: under 18

Gender: Genderfluid

Pronouns: They/It/He/She (from preferred to it’s okay if you use)

Little, Cg or Flip?: Little!! Age 2-5!!!

Pet regressor -Bunny and puppy

~*~What I Like~*~

Spider-Man (ATSV, ITSV, And any of the non animated movies + comics)

Transformers (Fav character is STARSCREAM >0<)

Mouthwashing

Cows!!!

Bunnies!

The color Yellow

~*~Favorite Songs~*~ Treehouse- Alex G Meteor Shower- CaveTown Nothing- Bruno Major All BTR (Big Time Rush) songs! (Both when big and little) Go kitty Go! Ttelevision version Little Space- Sxye

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-If you see sumthin not safe for kids on this blog, PLEASE tell me!!

[xxx-angiedust]

all ooc just 2 lazy ta put in purple

btw before i disappear fur a bit again, you can still find me over at @angels-playspace and @little-angie

little-angie is ta rp one while angels-playspace is a main/non-rp

feel free to interact over there or sumthin just nothing adult or child inapprioprate please. ta main reason i have a separate main account is to keep my dashboard when little child-safe.

alr thats all going back to baby mode

[goldambitious]

4am 3/10/23

Maybe it’s the music, maybe it’s the weather, maybe it’s the piercing sober thoughts

But tonight feels heavy, the anxiety feels heavy, and the darkness feels consuming

The guilt is heavy

The pressure is heavy

I’m okay, but it’s been a while since I’ve written, and tonight I would like to release — here on this app that appears abandoned — where I hope nobody I know will read

I feel this darkness inside of me, it surfaces from time to time — straight up angst, melancholy, and shame

I’ve let so many people down, and I’ve picked so many up

My sober-self-sabotaging brain tends to focus on the ones I’ve failed—mostly failed due to my bad habits

I’ve loved, and I’ve lost — and Im talking about that “the notebook” type love…

I think I truly wear my heart on my sleeve, when I love romantically — it is … hard-furious-passionate and you will feel it; it tends to consume me… and almost everytime it translates into jealousy, and I let my insecurities win, and it gets truly ugly

Nonetheless, 2 long relationships have forever shaped and changed my perspective on life, and yeah I do feel deeply depressed and ashamed when I think of how terribly I fucked it all up..

I wish I could apologize to those two women I gave my heart too in the past, but it would do no justice, all the sins I committed cannot be absolved by a simple “I’m sorry” — nothing can change my mistakes, and I truly think that those two people — they know my heart — it’s not black, it’s not empty — more-so.. misguided, maybe I’ll even say jaded.. — I let my pride and ego ruin me . . .

Well, my heart and my mind feel really heavy thinking of the beautiful / terrible memories I shared with the 2 people I romantically fell in love with — I’m terrified of love, I think it is my biggest fear — I realize now, how easily I can lose myself, how I love so hard, how i can be suffocating ..

I don’t know if I’ll ever feel that type of love again — I don’t know if I’ll ever let myself love like that again — my last love was “the one that got away” — my best friend - turned love of my life — and I ruined that — if I’m being honest with myself, I don’t want to love anyone else like I loved her — I refuse — I don’t think anyone on this planet exists like her — all I can say is I’m grateful I got to experience that — it was a beautiful disaster — she was beautiful - I was the disaster - it was magic

Now that I let that part out…

I miss my cousin, I miss you so fuckin crazy brother, I hope you’re spirit is watching over me — I hope you’re not suffering — I hope you give me the strength I need to succeed and keep it pushin gangsta — I love you — no savès cuanto me haces falta loco

Why god took you from us so soon? I don’t know & I don’t think I’m supposed to ask

But FUCK, I can’t help it, the relationship that existed and still exists between me and you.. that was a one of a kind, you listened to me — you opened up to me — and everyone in that varrio knew what it was wit you n me — straight up dos pocos pero locos vatos, desde morritos primo, bien locos — peleando como hermanos pero Al fin del dia hermanos firmè

I miss your laugh, I miss our inside jokes, I miss your presence when I had to cry about my hyna & we downed a couple 40s wit some firmè ass music on, smokin on sumthin nice n fine ahaaaa

I love you Alexis, until we meet again cousin.

————————————————————————

And to end this journal entry, it’s for you mom and dad, Erika, all of my family.

I feel stagnant, I achieved my first generation Bachelors degree, but I’ve been too intimidated to apply for a real job.. is it my anxiety? Is it my depression? — I think it’s a mixture of all the darkness I’ve endured — situations I’ve let impact me and mentally block me — emotionally block me — physically block me — I’m exhausted … I’m stuck. — but I can feel my time is coming, I am evolving .. I will prove to myself… I can do it.

I am sorry I haven’t been the man you all raised me to be

— I know I said, a simple apology will never absolve me of my sins, but it goes without saying, that apology is from the bottom of my heart.

I wish I could give you guys the life I know you deserve.

I’m 27, and I want to give you all the world.

Including my sister and my aunt and my brother in law.

I want to give you all the world

You deserve it all and more.

And I won’t stop until I’ve righted all my wrongs.

God willing:

I won’t stop until I prove it to myself — for myself.

I am the man they raised me to be.

I love myself.

I deserve it.

Until next time 🤞🏾

[angelloverde]

"Mo Soul" Player Playlist 2 February

1. Jill Scott - A Long Walk 2. Maxwell - Sumthin' Sumthin' 3. Erykah Badu - Other Side Of The Game 4. Eric Benet Feat. Faith Evans - Georgy Porgy 5. India.Arie - Brown Skin 6. Bilal - Soul Sista 7. Anthony Hamilton - Comin From Where I'm From 8. Mos Def - Umi Says 9. Les Nubians - Makeda 10. Angie Stone - Brotha 11. The Roots Feat. Erykah Badu - You Got Me 12. Vividry - Your Good Lies 13. Floetry - Floetic 14. Chase Hughes - Sigh 15. Terin Ector - All The Freedom You Need

If you really want to enjoy music and help musicians and bands, buy their lp’s or

cd’s and don’t download mp3 formats. There is nothing like good quality sound!!!

(Angel Lo Verde / Mo Soul)

[venus-i-guess]

Shit I’ve Been Thinking About:

Sooooo…. I forgot some stuffs, so now we got more shit to write about (It’s times like this where I wish I didn’t forget my phone in Doha so I can write in my notes app)

So more on those horns I forgot to add that the busses here have really funny sounds, somewhere between a circus clown nose and a trumpet (just look it up its a treat). Also just in general the horns here just sound different (at least if they’re a Marati Suzuki or another Indian Brand). They sound kinda like a mosquito and honestly it makes sense cuz damn mosquitoes are everywhere here in winter (not in summer tho its actually too hot for them lol. Also it rains a lot so they can’t really fly with water everywhere).

They also have these signs that says shit like “A fast drive might be your last drive” and “speed thrill but kill” (there are more that are written in Hindi, but I’m actually illiterate, cuz i have the Hindi of a 4 year old with anxiety) and I honestly don’t know how to feel about them. Like we have those back in the states, but idk how to feel about those either cuz like true but also what’s with the fuckin slogan? Idk hope it works at least a lil tho.

Also I forgot to say that apparently to refuel a CNG car you need to completely evacuate the car? Idk why tho, I mean my dad said its cuz it might ‘splode but idk how safe it is to be like 2 meters away from the car sized explosion. Also what about you know driving that shit with tiny explosions happening all the time in the car??? Safety is questionable but hey nothing’s blown up yet (maybe my dad was pullin shit out his ass idk).

Also there are so many motorcycles here. I just noticed that from when I saw a guy without a helmet, which dude you’re gonna get your hair wet wtf (it was raining also he was on the highway. Like dude how you not dead?)

Anyway that reminded me that apparently Google Maps has a whole mode for motorcycles, and I only know this because me, my dad, and aunt and uncle had to go to a small town for some legal shit (I guess they didn’t have the budget to make an office in the big city that was made in like 20-25 years or sumthin) And apparently the Uber guy used the Motorcycle path because we went in like the most pothole ridden dirt roads ever, and after the Uber back used actual fuckin roads, which is when we realized what the other dude did.

Oh and another dude tried using the did kind of the same thing, but it was because he used the service roads that are on the side of the big roads (It was somewhere between a Boulevard and a Highway in its design) Anyway, the service roads are basically little dirt roads that off the side of the main road that can go either way instead of the one way each side like on the main road (cuz its divided in the middle and U-turn areas are kinda infrequent) And this guy used it to go to the roundabout but then it only worked for motorcycles because it was just a little ditch at the end that motorcycles could use, so we had to slowly back up until the first merge back into the main road (it took like 10 minutes I think idk it felt like forever and this was last summer so its a lil fuzzy) Anyway tl;dr make sure to check if you’re using the right mode of transportation in Google Maps and don’t use the service roads please.

Additional thoughts I guess? (They don’t really connect to the ones from the post but I wanna talk about it)

Also it actually rained today and I remembered why I love the rain so much. Seriously why did it barely rain on my college campus I’m slightly pissed wtf. And no the rain during monsoon season in summer India doesn’t count cuz that shit lasts like 10 seconds a day (no stop it I know what you’re bout to say stfu) Also either way I can’t hear the rain patter on the roof of my dorm cuz I ain’t on the top floor (thank god cuz it would be a nightmare to do laundry and shit) But I love the patter of the rain on the top of my ceiling back home and in long car rides its great. Also the patter on this train is great too.

Oh ye I also just went on a sleeper train and omg it definitely was an experience. The instant I got on the train I got blasted with the stink from the bathroom omg it was HORRID, and I had to go on the top because my grandparents had to go on the bottom and I actually couldn’t fit on the middle bunk cuz its a lil smaller, and so now I’m stuck on the top bunk which feels like its got negative head room, but hey at least I don’t have to wear my shoes up here lol (at least there is one perk thank god) Also fuck the company that last minute rearranged all of our seats now my cousin and uncles/aunts are stuck in another carriage, and it took like an hour to figure everything out once we got in the train. Oh and the train got delayed like 5 hours (definitely not how I wanted to spend my Christmas Morning. Although I did forget that it was Christmas today sooo…. oop)

Anyway wooo time to go listen to the Ithaca Saga (if you don’t know Epic the Musical go look it up)

Also I just realized I’m missing one earbud like wtf I already lost my phone can’t y’all let me have anything nice???? (At least I have the other one I swear if I loose anything else I’m actually gonna scream)

(Oh yeah a guy called me ma’am today that was nice. I mean it was really dark and rainy and I had my huge ass hoodie on but a win is a win lol)

[parkerbombshell]

Cobwebs And Strange Radio Show #379

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[polo-drone-070]

The cursed chain - part 2

3. Quelling the rage

I stormed out of the gym, fists clenched and breath coming fast. The shame of what had just happened gnawed at me, mixing with this inexplicable rage simmering under my skin. How could I face the other bros after what I’d almost done to Leander? But the anger wouldn’t let up; it pulsed through me, like violent wave, fueling from my frustrations. I was overwhelmed by a need to hit something and let my muscles loose, like, every muscles of my body was aching to express so raw power. If I was to control that and not break lose in the streets, I had to channel it into something brutal, but controlled. Yes. I knew what I needed : a brutal, all-out workout.

Rushing to the gym, I threw myself into the exercises, barely pausing between sets, sweat pouring as I powered through deadlifts, bench presses, squats—anything to burn it all out. Each rep strained my muscles, matching the intensity of the fury within, letting me forget, even if just for a moment, what I’d done in the ring. I didn’t want to think about the stunned look in Leander’s eyes or the disappointment in Herc’s voice. Every weight I slammed down felt like a punch against my frustration, each set a way to quiet the shame.

But no matter how much weight I lifted, the rage stayed, simmering right under the surface. And that warmth from the collar—it was back, stronger now, filling me with a restless energy I couldn’t shake. It was like the collar itself was daring me, telling me I hadn’t been strong enough—that if I’d only given in completely, nothing would’ve stood in my way.

After an hour of this, exhaustion finally forced the rage back into a restless murmur. I collapsed onto the bench, drenched in sweat, staring down at the collar around my neck, its shine almost mocking me. Something was definitely wrong.

I sighed, rubbing my hands over my face. “Brody bro wil no wot 2 do.”

4. Brody's investigation

Brody was chilling in the team lounge, studying some stats from our last match when I found him. As I walked in, he looked up, probably noticing how wrecked I looked.

“Hey, Henry, Sup?” he asked, a slight smirk on his face. “You look like you just did 100 reps of everything.”

I let out a heavy sigh and dropped onto the floor. “Bruuh, sumthin fukin messd up wiz me. I’ve bin actin, lyk,… crazy. Lyk, I almost rippd Leander apart, bruh. N dis chain…” I touched the collar around my neck, feeling the strange warmth that never seemed to go away. “Itz kinda lyk itz doin sumthin 2 me.”

Brody’s expression shifted as he leaned in, looking closely at the chain. “Mind if I take a closer look?” he asked, his voice serious now.

I hesitated, but then nodded, leaning forward to let him examine it. 

« It strange, it seems of roman confection, but they are some small nordic rune on it. Where did you find it ? »

I told him and we went back to that attic at his prompt. In the box where I had found the chain, he uncovered some inscription in latin engraved on the bottom .« Brooo. could you not look around before taking things on a whim ? It’s like written here : ’’He who wears the chain shall bear the curse of Stigandr’s soul.’’ »

My throat went dry. “So… lyk, I iz bein possessd, bruh?”

Brody nodded slowly, worry etched on his face. “It would explain why it’s only getting worse. Halloween’s known as a time when spirits grow stronger. This curse might’ve been lying dormant, but the spirit inside that collar has been waiting for the right time to take over completely.”

I clenched my fists, a wave of panic rising as I remembered the out-of-control fury that had taken over in the ring. “There has to be a way to stop it. I can’t let it control me again, Brody. I nearly hurt Leander.”

« I need to do some research. We got a name, that’s something to start with. »

5. Stigandr

I was pacing in his room, trying not to succumb to the nervousness and let the frustration bring out that unyielding rage when Brody finally stopped typing and turn towards me.

« I’ve got something, bro. magic ait really my thing, but I asked around and searched forum and all. 

The gist of it is that Stigandr was once a powerful Berserker. They were warriors who entered frenzied, uncontrollable rages in battle, almost like they were possessed by the spirit of rage itself. It seems to fit the bill with what you told me »

« so, lyk. i’m fukd, bruh ? »

« Not what I said, bro. There might be a way. According to this, Sigandr wandered far down the south, pillaging his way trhough civilisation until he was defeated and subdued by Decimus Marcellus. That roman centurion captured him and turned into a gladiator slave, forced into submission. The legends say the centurion controlled him by forcing a collar around his neck, creating a kind of seal that subdued his rage. It might be the very collar your wearing, but it probably only bound Stigandr till his death. That centurion might be the only one who can renew the seal and suppress the berserker again. »

I was confused. « so, how do we get to dat Decimus dude ? »

« Well… Halloween made the curse worst, but it also means the spirit of the dead are closer to us. We’ll have to summon that centurion’s soul to put the spirit in its place. The attic should be a good place to do it since it where we found Decimus’s warning. Meet me there in an hour. I’ll get Percival to help me set everything up. He’s been helping me with decorations and inventory and should know how to find everything we need quickly.”

And then, Brody was off to prepare everything… I was a bit scared, not sure what we were messing wiz, but hel, tiz nut lyk I ad lodz of choicez der, init.

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thx 2 Brody bro (@brodygold) n Percival @percivalgold 4 elpin n motivatin me 2 get da story furtha. Gettin close 2 dat resolution now. Hopefully before Halloween's ovaa.

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(271-285 albums etc that I’ve listened to this year, copied from twitter) (now with art. [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20])

names and thoughts below cut

271/ Autechre - AE_LIVE 2022- (2023) condensing thoughts, using fan titles: "corcine" one of my favs overall!!! london_b!!! the transition here is amazing "osin PM" im very happy to see the ceramic percussion return! s/o2 "T2" for turning a so-so intro into a fav track of mine. "Drane 3"!!!

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272/ VA - Bomb Rush Cyberfunk OST (2023) this truly catches the feel of JSR but with a fresh glisten. it keeps surprising me. some trax are perfect for the game but not smth id listen to later. some keepers: "Scraped On The Way Out", "JACK DA FUNK", "Spectres", "Precious Thing",,

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273/ Datsik - Sensei (2016) some nice wob sludge "Nasty" is the standout to me, with the title track being a close second. overall just ok tho imo

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274/ Alon Mor - Associative Delusions (2016) absolutely wild. what is going on here. "Low Sugar" did mazedude write this? wacky vibe mixing "Vacom" the snare + bass thing here is something ive long craved. its not super crazy but im super into it. fascinatingly cool

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275/ SDEM - ZNS (2020) a world tour of sound design ive only heard from autechre before. "Flargunnsto" hell yes!!!! the texture! the perc! fav? "skittern" holy shit what a texture "PSKWDIM" showing a hip hop skam styling "SwiriswiriswiriS" gets a mention too. vibes.

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276/ Machinedrum - Human Energy (2016) lush bangers assorted thoughts: "Spectrum Sequence" oh holy shit!!! man "Isometrix" hits me right "Dos Puertas" rly good example of what i love about machinedrum "Do It 4 U" chords as "perc" so many good vibes here

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277/ EPROM, ZEKE BEATS - Humanoid.rmx (2023) a few thoughts: "Chee.rmx" is nothing like i imagined. basically a new song??? good tho. "sumthin sumthin.rmx" banger. second fav? then the regular track: that C64 snare in the non-remix thing really feels good. fav i think.

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278/ Noxin - Dream Sequence (2022) it's "like ae" but entirely its own thing. rly good two specific favs: "All the Italics, in the Air" delicately handling intricate machinery. meditative in a way. "Expansively, Dreaming Big" god this vibe is impeccable. lush chords.

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279/ patten - Ψ (2016) kinda dives into some messy soundscapes im not a fan of but has some cool tracks, like "Used 2 b" and its spooky vibe and the stuttery textures in "Yyang". rly wishing there was more of "Pixação" as the ending of that track = the best bars here imo

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280/ Jameszoo - Fool (2016) this is… playful. that's the word to use here. but also. f.ex, "Lose" is very spaced out. specifically the "can't quite focus on a bright day" spaced out. the reverb & arrangement on "Soup" has that effect too. pretty wild to capture that feeling

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281/ Fearful & Mtwn - Exordium (2021) heavy and industrial. like uk…. grime? im not sure actually. it's got grit. just LISTEN to "Obliteration" massive.

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282/ VA - Genome (2021) way more of a mixed bag than i was anticipating, at least in the degrees which it vibes with me. i think it works best when its got That Beat with wild textures. so, "Lysine Acetylation", "Mitochondria"… "liminal flux" prolly my fav.

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283/ Fiesta Soundsystem - Sinking (2023) i believe they call this jungle ist massive? loving the lush soundscape in "residuae.ls" "diaphphanousdiaphophresis" reaches more into breakcore. ends way too soon :( "3rd aspect" dives into that slower tempo im wont to enjoy

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284/ VA - Genome 2 (2022) mixed bag etc etc a few thoughts / highlights: "Multidimensional Dot" i do like my chrome cylinders :) "Atom Smasher" bringing that late 00s beat 🥰 "Znr" i adore that gantzy texture! one of my favs i think

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285/ Henry Greenleaf - Dog Eared (2023) a sort of lush nightclub selection. "Bubble Trouble" god that's cool. tipper ass. "Calpohol" and title track are basically just techno slappers

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