#related to the FF: The Tattoo

[antianakin]

I'd love more fics where someone asks the clones if they identify as Mandos or something and the clones all go "No, those poeple SUCK, who would ever willingly be a Mandalorian??? All they do is kill each other and destroy their own planet. Even the supposedly peaceful ones are arrogant assholes. I'd literally choose to be anything else before I'd ever choose to be a Mandalorian."

More fics where the clones have spent so much time forced to be at war and enough time connecting with the Jedi that even the CONCEPT of being a Mandalorian sounds like a fucking NIGHTMARE to them. Imagine WANTING to be like the people whose whole core culture is about going to war and hating the Jedi? The clones can't relate.

More fics where the clones just AVOID Mando culture entirely. They don't speak the language because they just have zero interest in it, none of them like the taste of Mando food very much, and none of the little Mando traditions seem that interesting or compelling.

A clone sleeps with a sex worker one night and she tries to be seductive by using a Mando endearment she knows and it's an immediate turn off for the clone.

More fics where giving armor to each other isn't this huge meaningful thing. Armor gets lost and damaged all the time, so even if they gave it to someone as a gift, the chances that it would last very long are pretty minimal. The paint designs are meaningful as one of the few ways they distinguish themselves from each other, but it's not more meaningful than their hair choices or tattoos. They don't technically OWN the armor, but their hair and skin is attached to them, which actually makes armor LESS meaningful than hair choices or tattoos. They certainly don't try to marry each other with armor, armor is the most meaningless gift to give someone else. Giving armor to someone is a practical act, not a romantic gesture.

More fics where clones just... AREN'T MANDOS AT ALL. They're CLONES, they're their own distinct thing with their own distinct experiences that would coalesce into their own distinct traditions and cultures.

And more fics where the clones are actually influenced more by JEDI culture than they are by Mando culture because ffs there is not a single Mando character in canon who gave a flying shit about the clones or ever spent a single ounce of time with them, but there were THOUSANDS of Jedi living and fighting and dying with the clones for THREE YEARS STRAIGHT. There is NO culture they'd be more exposed to in a positive way than Jedi culture, and it is honestly criminally underexplored as an influence on clone culture in fics. Where are the clones exploring non-attachment as a concept and realizing that most of them ALSO have no real interest in marriage or kids? Where are the clones studying Jedi philosophies and finding a lot of comfort in them and passing them along to other clones and Jedi philosophies and sayings end up becoming really common among the clones? Where are fics where the clones become some of the most accepting and tolerant people specifically because they learned that from the Jedi?

The clones deserve to be more like the Jedi and deserve so much better than to end up Mandos. I cannot think of a worse fate for the clones, and they've already been through a lot of bullshit.

[chemicallady]

I WANNA FEEL LOVE AGAIN

Part 1

Couple: Noah Sebastian x Fem!Reader

Content Warning: none. It's gonna be a slow burn, baby! Just a couple of bad words and some references to sexual intercorse. Should I add Matt to the warming just because it's part of this?

Taglist: @ada-clarence, @badalmondzzzz, my wifey @starsomens

Summary: Reader is Matt's sister and PR for Bad Omens. After a long relationship that ended quite bad, with her brother help, she decides to give herself a fresh new start in Los Angeles.

A/N: from now on, I'll post my notes at the end of the chapter to avoid spoilers!

As always this is just a product of fiction, nothing in this ff is real, my intention is to entertain myself and all of you.

Enjoy 🐕

I don't know if I count, but I'm trying my best.

This is not a story with a happy ending.

This is not one of those scenarios in which the grumpy old brother, after a significant amount of time, realises that his sister and his bestfriend are in love and the two of you can live happily ever after.

This is the real life, not an urban fairytale.

And there's a lot to unpack, emotionally.

First of all, you and Noah are not in love. You weren't aware of who he was before an hour ago. In your head you can ear in loop Eric, Eric, Eric, and it's fucking annoying that you actually had had the feeling you know him but you didn't recognised his throat tattoo after licking it. Or his nose. He has the most perfect nose you've ever seen, but nothing. It's not even an excuse that you haven't seen each other for three years because Matt shares videos from their gig on weekly basis, when on tour.

It's the fucking Clark Kent paradox, but instead of a pair of glasses, he got those long, perfect silk hair cut.

Losing the 25% of his charm, in your modest opinion.

But it doesn't matter.

Because when you met Eric, your first impression was that he seemed to be genuine, but shy maybe, in a good way a bit weird.

But genuine.

He is not genuine for the fuck sake! He lied on who he is and now you both have a problem.

Matt hasn't noticed yet, but only because he's too invested in the production of the music video to connect the dots. The way Noah stood in front of you, paralyzed, without talking, was loud enough for someone to notice.

You're sure about that.

After that stupid exchange of words you ran back inside the house telling everyone that it's too hot and you are not use yet to California's sunny day.

Dumbest excuse ever since is almost november, and Texas is warmer than here. But it worked so you can sit on the kitchen counter, and reflect about how much fucked up you are.

This is not even a story in which the main character is overreacting. You're Not. Matt has always hated every boy who laid and eye on you. From the very first boyfriend in mid school to a couple of classmates in highschool that just asked for your help with homeworks. Then, Shawn. He has never tollerated Shawn even if the rest of your family accepted him as a son. Matt never made up a scene in front of him or mistreated him in any way. But behind his back, he talked a lot shit, made you furious every time. He said that Shawn wasn't genuine enough (this adjective is starting to sound funny, at this point), caring enough, that he was drinking too much at your parents dinner table, that he looked too possessive.

In your modest opinion, your brother is terrible in judging others. For real. The issue on the table is always the same one; he is afraid you can get hurt. Matt can't physically stand the sight of you crying or being miserable.

Now, after this long mental digression, it's fair to say that he doesn't have to know. Absolutely. And you need Noah to be on the same page about that. You have to cut any contact with him that is not related to work. The date you have for friday is deleted.

It's sad because you really enjoyed having Eric around.

But he's not fucking Eric.

You don't have the chance to speak face to face with noah until after lunch. When the nerds move on Orie's room to give a first look at the unprocessed scenes and Jolly joined Folio in the pool, Noah is the one who actually comes looking for you.

You are on the sofa, petting Harper. He indulges just one second on the sight of you cuddling the adorable princess of the hous, before take a seat next to you. 《 Harp likes you.》

《 Well, she is not the only one. Isn't she?》

Noah release a long, loud sigh, while is cheeks get pink-ish. 《 You really are outspoken, are you?》. He gives a look at you, straight into your eyes. You are ready. You can feel how reticent he is right now, almost scared to say the wrong thing. 《 You are not gonna tell your brother about...》

《 About you eating me out in you car?》 It's your question, whispered between the two of you like the biggest secret in the world. 《 initially he won't believe us, but further investigations will follow; Maybe he will take the fingerprints from the back window. My hands were there while you were fucking me from behind. And he loves CSI.》

《 I'm serious. Are you going to tell him?》

And he is serious. You were joking, maybe because you feel a little embarrassed, maybe because your dad is right when he says that making fun about serious situations sometimes helps in facing them. But Noah on the other hand doesn't look amused. He looks like thinks you're mocking him.

So you hinale deeply, before looking back at him, leaving all your bullshit behind. And that's the moment in which you start to feel how tense the situation is. 《 I would rather chop my own foot than telling him I fuck with his best friend. He's gonna be furious. To me, but also to you. Do you have any deathwishies? Because I just got a fresh new start and I intend to survive the beginning of the week.》

Noah nods with a slow motion. He seems to have already evaluated any bad scenarios and keep it quiet is for the best of all of you. Especially Matt, who doesn't deserve to end up in jail. 《 So it's a secret between you and me now, Vanessa.》

《Don't you even try to use this card against me, Eric. 》

Noah brings his hands to his eyes. He looks even more concerned than you are. Matt once told you that Noah never had a real family, growing up. He was always on his own, so he formed a family with the friends he chose. Probably he is scared to disappoint Matt as much as you are.

《 Why you lie? Why you told me your name was Eric?》

With another sigh, Noah looked back at you. 《 I don't know. Sometime I ... fuck, you're going to have a bad first impression of me.》

《 Don't worry. I already had a bad first impression of you. 》

When he see you smile softly, he chuckles. It's pure tension right now and not the good one. He is living the horror of being caught with his hands in your honey jar. 《 ...When I meet a girl that sounds like troubles, I never bring her home and I give her a fake name.》

《 Did I sound like a troubles, to you?》

《 Yes because I knew I've already seen you.... but I couldn't recall were or when. And when you told me you had just moved in with your brother for a second I thought 'oh shit its y/n, her tits got bigger'. But then you lie as well and I believe I was in the safe.》

《 You didn't remember anything else but my breast size?》

It makes sense.

In some ways.

Half of fault is on both of you.

《 Sorry I lied》 , he says while rising from the sofa, ready to join his friends and check how the video is going 《 and sorry for... you know. 》

《 ah, don't say anything, we both enjoyed that part》 .

《 yeah, it was...》 Noah stays a couple of second in silence before biting both is lips. 《 We have to stop anyway. I cant loose Matt and he gave us a lecture about NOT fucking around with you, before you arrived.》

Now it's your time to sigh loudly. Yeah, you have seen that coming. But it's fine since you and Noah didn't planned it. You call it a casuality more than an incident.

You haven't big aspectation on Eric, anyway.

You feel like you've lost the capability of love long, after Shawn.

《 I agree. It's not gonna happen again》.

He smiles at you in relieve and you feel the same. 《 Can wait to work with you, than 》

《Otherwise》

He waves his hand before turning around and leave you in the living room. Harper is licking your hand so you start to pet her again, feeling better.

Matt will never know about your rendezvous.

You're washing the dishes after dinner, while Matt is picking up a movie. Even if you convinced yourself that you and Noah took the most resonable way, and also your conversation was short but clearifyng, you cant help yourself but feeling a bit down because you're not going to meet Eric anymore. And you know that Eric doesn't even exist. You will see Noah on a daily basis, and this will help a lot in moving on, but it's gonna be tough for the first week or two.

Because you and Noah are not in love, but you can feel the first syntomps of a beginning crush. Which is legit because Noah is funny and goofy and good-looking. More than that, he was nice to you and didn't force you in silence or nothing. You two have a conversation and reach an easy solution that makes everyone safe. Safe from Matt. After clearing the air, he also asked you for some advices because he never had a PR. It's his job usually and the two of you should work on that together. The prospective makes you nervous since you have no clue about the job itself, and Matt noticed. You know he did.

And you also know that he was waiting the vulnerable silence of your shared flat to talk about this with you.

《 What's wrong with Noah?》

You don't look back at him, rinsing the dishes from the soap. 《 What about Noah?》

《 He froze when he saw you this morning. And then you didn't look so happy about working with him》.

Matt and his way to be fucking direct.

You scroll your shoulders, epically good in lying. 《 I can't tell about him freezing in front of me. But I'm not looking forward to be his assistant and bring him his favorite brand of coffe.... or fold his underwares.》

《 That's not your job. He can make his own caffè and he won't let you fold any of his clothes. Trust me, that man on the edge of an OC diagnosis 》. You mumble something about being good in folding clothes while Matt approaches you, crossing his arm on his chest. 《 C'mon. Do I have to pull the big deal out of you kicking your ass?》

You're trapped because you two are too similar. You can read your brother like a book written for kids. Really dumb kids. And it's the same for him. You can't fool him too long.

《 Alright. I met a guy at the gym. He's name is Eric and he looked nice, but now I'm convinced that he's fake like a three dollar coin. Happy?》

You wait for the ocean of question that Matt is going to storm on you, but.... Nothing. He simply exhales before helping you, drying the dishes and the glasses with a cloat. You feel like you just turned twelve again and he was always around helping with the cores your mom gave you.

《 It's good that you're moving on fast. When I brought you here, I was afraid to see you again in the sane state you were in Texas. Close in your own room, drowing your bad feelings under the blankets. It's a good thing that you go to the gym and meet new people but be careful. People in LA are different from what you're used to. 》

You don't know what to say. You were aspecting Matt to start a lecture about rushing your new life and instead you got a boost. That's a progress.

《 Thanks for the advice》.

《 Just text me every time you're with him. And send me the position in real time so I can check.》

There he is! 《 You almost got me scared. I was wandering where my medieval-mind brother was. 》

《 Shut up!》

A soft laught leaves your mounth while he pours so water from the sink on you. And you oblige, doing it back on him. 《 I won't see Eric again, anyway.》

《 Who's Eric?》

《 Gym guy. He left.》

Matt finished drying the last fork before push you a little, playfully. 《 What did you say to make him run?》

《 Nothing! You asshole!》

The two of you reach the sofa, but apparently he is not done with the conversation. 《 Can you promise just two things?》

《 Alright, shoot》

《 In case this guy will be back and you won't be interested, just call Noah. He is enrolled to the same gym》.

You have to do your best to not laugh or betray yourself in any way. 《 Promise. What else?》

《 You are more than allowed to look for some happiness. You deserve to be loved by someone who is not an idiot as Shawn. Someone who sees the real you.》 You smile with some commotion to these beautiful words, reaching for his hand on the cushion in between you two. 《 But please never date anyone from the crew. No one wants drama while we're hitting the road.》

The smile froze on your lips without giving your brain the chance to process why you suddenly feel so .... disappointed.

《 y/n, pinkie promise?》

A bit reluctant, you grab his pinkie with yours, like you have done billions of time.

《 I promise》.

And you really hope you will be able to keep it.

It takes six days to meet again Noah at the gym. Matt helped you find a class about management and public relations, and day after day, you're learning how you can be useful for the band. Working on websites, taking care of the agenda, and defining schedules sounds scary, but you feel more confident day after day.

Noah is sitting outside his jujitsu class, his mitts next to him, and some bandage in his hand. The other one is busy scrolling the screen of his iPhone. You're reticent in bump into him, but just for a second. You know that if you start to avoid him, it will be a bad habit to lose. So you approach greeting him.

He looks surprised, but just for a couple of seconds, while he's buring the cellphone in his shorts' pocket. 《 How is yoga going?》

《 Fine, nothing noticeable》 , you take a seat next to him, smiling. 《 How jujitsu is going?》

《 Today, not so good》 he answers, showing you his brushed knuckles. Some blood on the right hand is almost dry. 《 I have to change my mitts. These are fucked.》

That's an amazing start of conversation for two people who had sex and then started to pretend that never happened in less than 24 hours.

《 Let me help you with that.》 With a nod, you indicate the bandages. He slowly gives the box to you, and after cleaning your hands with the sanitizer you have in your gym bag, you start to wrap the bandages around his hand gently.

《 How's school going? Matt said that you're taking it so seriously》. There is something in his voice that is illegible. Is he mocking you? Or maybe he is amused? You're focused on his hands to pay attention to his sminking face.

《 Well, I'm supposed to, right?》

《 Why? Why do you want to work with us? I mean... you can find a job as a piercer. I saw you in action and you're really good at it. 》

After fixing his left hand, you proceed to the other one, avoiding his gaze. 《 Do you want me to be honest?》

《 You can be honest, or you can be Vanessa 》.

A sigh escapes from your lips, uncontrolled. The audacity of this bitch. 《 Because I want the money. Because I want to spend a lot of time with my brother. Because I want to choose my job and leave the one my prick ex chose for me behind. Because I have nothing left to lose. I want to love my life again, waking up in the morning with a purpose.》

You have no idea why you're opening up to someone you barely know. But it is what it is. You can't have a fresh new start if you are not honest with yourself.

And when you look at Noah, you find respect in his gaze. 《 You just move in LA, and i'm not gonna lie to you: it's hard work. Are you sure you can take this?》

《 I'm used to fight any battle at my lowest》 it's your answer. The most honest one you can guarantee to him. 《 I'm ready to drag myself if it's necessary and only if it's forward. I need a hurricane to shake up my entire existence》.

《 Well well, you might have found the right one. Our new record could be a total disaster or grant us more than I can even imagine. You pick up the right train or, at least, you will enjoy every second of my downfall》

《 You're so drammatic, like every singer. 》

Noah giggles at your last affirmation before checking his hands. 《 thanks. You're already an amazing assistant. 》

《 I'm not your fucking secretary. 》

《 So who are you, y/n?》

A broken doll.

A girl that just wants to be love.

A woman covered in scars, who has a heart hidden in meters and meters of barber wire to prevent everyone from hurting it again.

《 A friend, Noah.》

And you can tell by his smile that it's the right answer he was waiting for. And this beautiful and sincere smile could be enough to put aside any crush you can develop in order to gain a true friend.

《 Lets grab a beer, then.》

A/N : I know that probably a lot of you are here for the smut, but I rethink this ff with a lot of realistic scenarios and the idea of writing a friends to lovers. It's my first attempt on this topic, and I'm thrilling to recieve any thought about it from you! I left an important hint for the future in the text by the way.

You can also send me inbox about my ff, about Bad Omens in general or headcanons! It's gonna be fun if you give me some credit ♡

I also added a song in the beginning that should be a sort of soundtrack for the chapter. I added it to the first chapter as well if you want to check!

Lastly, if you wish to be added to my tag list, comment here or send me a pm!

[anatrik]

First thoughts TTPD:

What a lana x folklore girlie win this issss!

1.Fortnight is about matty?? HAHAHAHA also why did this make me think of when holt was going running with the ladies when he was in witness protection??? Crying. Fav line has to be they were supposed to take me away but they forgot to come and get me. So sad but also so cool in relation to her cancellation/return. 10/10

2. TTPD- not so hahahaha anymore IS THIS ACTUALLY A FUCKING MATTY HEALY ALBUM??? There was a typewriter at the 1975 show she performed anti-hero at? Unless its somehow about harry? Who else is tattooed on her roster??? Or is this about herself? Kinda feel like modern idiots/who’s going to decode is directed at us lol😂 9/10?

3.My boy only breaks his favourite toys- went in expecting mad woman rage. Pleasantly surprised. king of my heart to queen of sandcastles he destroys….DESTROYED ME. Are you fucking kidding me rn? Im caling it. Best song. Im crying at 7.30 am this is not funny anymore. Also THANK YOU FOR NOT SLANDERING DAD. I knew you wouldnt let us down like that. Also the chorus sounds like long story short😭 oh this is so sad. Once i fix me hes going to miss me? He was my best friend?😭 he runs because he loves me? Stopp😭😭 1000000/10

4.Down bad- ….aaaand we’re back to MATTY AGAIN? He does not deserve this spotlight but why are all the song so goood😭😭😭 is this why artists love to date problematic men? It unlocks some extraordinary potential? Crazy crazy girl😭 also stay down (bad) 🤌🏾 shes done it again 10/10 also for personal reasons i will be believing this is about joe in that Tom/Joe/met gala overlap period when she was photographed going to the gym a lot and that this is about all that yearning please let it be about that plesplesplesplesplesples also down bad waking up in blood staring at the sky…like i lost a twin is giving bigger than the whole sky🥺

5. So long, london- so so long long, lon-don DONE? ok miss girl😭 the hoax parallels😭 dont be undoing the song i was going to play at my weddddding what is wrong with you😭 my only one my smoking gun to two graves one gun youll find someone??? Also reminds me of la la land :/ how much sad did you think I had in me? You wrote hoax so a lot ok leave us alone. crying again. 10000000000000000/10 oh lol its a track 5 ofc it is😂

6. But daddy I love him- she really said if you ever liked, shared or even LOOKED at the ‘vivaa las vegas’ memes you cant come to the wedding and shes so real for it. Lfgggg. Ubothered unhinged uhmazing. Growing up precocious sometimes means you still hold on to that princess/quarterback wattpad fantasy AS IS YOUR RIGHT QUEEN GO THE FUCK OFF🥳 100000/10 calling out toxic fandom for the first time and we love to see it🫡 this is suchhhh a happy songggg you deserve ALL the chaos and revelry.

7. Fresh out the slammer- god she gets it. Like sure he was great and he is still my biological father and everything but as a decidedly melancholy person myself who has constantly had atleast one close friend in a deep depression I can see how all that heavy lifting can just get heavy at some point especially when youre a partner and their sole lighthouse in wtv storms be out there buffeting their mental health. Its not for everyone and thats so fair and so valid but so sad as well. 10/10 for the honesty.

8. Florida- she really said girlrot summer🫡 this is the lanaest song ever. So lucky one/nothing new coded. This will be the First song I repeat and then so long london. Aaaghhh how i love a self aware melancholic anxious little superstar. 90283749292/10 thank you for giving florence an entire verse whew. Little did you know your home’s really only a town you’re just a guest in is soooo going on my body forever

9. Guilty as sin?- honestly just fuck if it means we dont have to hear about how desirable ratty healy is man ffs. IThe only reason he looks so hot is bc hes forbidden. You have to trust me on this. He’s sooo mid JESUS. U cant be writing hozier lyrics about a man that hasn’t met a shower😭 1000000/10 writing. -16392992/10 content. Unrequited love/lust truly is the greatest weapon in a poets arsenal bc where is this energy in the joe songs binch?😭 this is such a teen in love with a 26 yo creep who called me so mature for my age mom you just dont get ittt anthem😂😂

10. Who’s afraid of little old me?- is a warning 😂 im so here for it. Like yes I still hate matty with all my heart and soul but yes I agree fans should not be allowed so much of an opinion on another persons life and yes I should be afraid (I am). She said aight love letter era over I AM WRITING YOU ALL HATE MAIL AND I’M HAND DELIVERING IT. Shes sooo done pretending to be the relatable girl next door when she’s anything but and is now reminding us of it and yes yes yessss girl OWN ITTTTTTTT. I’ve been saying for agesssss that there is a darkness under all that sunshine from where she clawed her way to the top and this is sooo vindicating. 10000000000000/10 favourite song ever. Mad woman wishes she was who’s afraid of little old me. I am unwell. I am in love. This is the Taylor Swift i stan. The marketing genius the calculating business woman the puppet master with narcotics in her songs thats why we sing along🫡 she so can handle a dangerous man

11. I can fix him (no really I can)- you cant.

12. loml- ofc. OFC. Its the saddest song of all time. OFC. Fuck offf ughhhh. 😭😭😭😭😭 its giving happiness. Its giving divorce. i am a child of a broken home now and my parents still love each other and hold so much regret still. What do i do with thissss? Im just a little girl taylorrr! 1002380292011010101/10 soo so gooood.

13. I can do it with a broken heart- first of all track 13. Love it. Second of all the upbeat barbieness of it all. Third of all I FINALLY PLACED IT. Shes in her unrelatable era. She is not your girl next door. You will never understand her life. She is as much a phenomenon as a person and we literally only see as much as she allows us to and honestly if i have to get put in my place theres noooo better way to have it done. Im having such a great time actually. 10 BILLION TRILLION OUT OF 10 you tellll em girl you FUCKING TELL EM.

14. Smallest man who ever lived- not going to speculate on who it is bc they clearly had a serious problem and its not a joke but damn :/ thats so sad :/ hope they get help? Didnt expect this to be what the song was about at all?

15. The alchemy- she said TRAVIS IS MY BOY WITH HER WHOLE CHEST😌 10/10

16. Clara bow- did she just name drop herself ? I was so right about unrelatable era. Also the Subtle nod to olivia/sabrina noted and appreciated. Lucky one/castles crumbling (mature version) fr fr. Solid legacy song.

17. The black dog- shared your secrets with and location is the same whiplash as a red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground with no one around to tweet it🤌🏾 joe songs hit so so different 😭😭😭 1000000000/10

18. imgonnagetyouback- the valiant roar was not so valiant and more of a mew i guess. 7/10

19. The albatross- oh this is the ONE. The album defining song for sureeee. Mad woman on coke. A rose by any other name is a scandal???? Thats my religion right there. Little last great American dynasty twist there at the end! Fuck yea. She does reallly try to warn the men in her life have to give her that. One gazillion/10

20. Clearly god has favourites and they are the ppl called chloe or sam or sophia or marcus😭 ALSO this song is about joe for sure. The internet starlet hasss to be delaney rowe!!!! It HAS TO BE. 10/10

21. How did it end?- shes back for the fans😂 plot twist the breakup is with yall🤌🏾 but yesss say it louder! One gasp and then how did it end. So good. 100/10

22. So high school- lmao aristotle grand theft auto ONLYY taylor swift man😭😂 you know what you want and boy you got her🫡🫡 11/10

23. I hate it here- mother’s having a mental breakdown kids yk the drill🤌🏾 10/10

24. ThanK you aIMiee- what better way to say fuck you to a hater than to thank her for jumpstarting your legacy my god!!! She is insane for this. The capitalisation is a bit petty tho ngl. 8/10

25. I look in peoples windows- once again I thank you for the kindness and respect shown to joe. Never doubted you but thank you nevertheless. 10/10 short as nice to have a friend but it didnt need to be longer.

26. The prophecy- its so sad and humbling to see even a woman at where she is having to beg for love bc that literally is the nature of love. Something humiliating, to have to beg for 🤷‍♀️ cards playing out like fools in a fable cursed like eve got bitten. No one writes like her damn. 10/10

27. Cassandra- very madeline miller on this one. Love love loveee modern takes on tragic greek women. 100/10

28. Peter- ah fuck. This one is going to hurt (it did). 1000000/10 my ribs get the feeling she did😭 all her joe related aches are so bone deeeep ugh. Promises oceans deep but never to keep😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 oh god it hurtsss it hurts it hurtss

29. The bolter- curious child ever reviled except by her father wow.

30. Robin- OMG! I needed this song growing up sooo bad. That way to go tiger felt so so warm like running into a kitchen after a day of being in the mud and u tell ur mum the silly things u did and shes genuinely interested and impressed by your smol victories. A bajillion/10

31. The manuscript- postmortem of every ex ever🤌🏾 love it.

[moonlit-mystery-writer]

Not directly related to the ask meme, but what does Celeste look like? Do you have pictures of her?

All my references for her aren’t complete yet, but yes!! Here they are and here’s a description of all her outfits and accessories from her profile that’s not up yet! And here's a post all about her tattoos that might update soon lol!

Eye Colour: Dark cobalt blue

Hair Colour: White, opalescent shimmer

Hair Length : Mid-back

Skin Tone : Fair, pretty pale

Height: 5’4/162 cm

Weight: 122 lbs/54 kg

Body Type: Hourglass

Cup Size: FF

Everyday wear - Black tank top with lace, violet front tie sheer mesh cardigan, dark violet velvet midi skirt, black platform boots, silver moon and stars belt.

Business - Dark teal chiffon top with bell sleeves and keyhole tie front in an abstract floral pattern, black slacks, black chunky heeled shoes, silver moon and stars belt.

Missions - Black spandex leotard, black leather fingerless gloves, black boots with steel heels.

Sleepwear - Oversized and faded band t-shirt, men’s boxers as sleep shorts. All her husbands’ clothes before their curse.

Everyday Accessories - Small silver hoop earrings, gold star or sun shaped studs, small diamond stud earrings. (Her ears are pierced in three locations) Large gold sun necklace with opal, black choker with crescent moon charm, and average length necklace with a small .50 carat diamond charm (a gift from Skull). 

Before Aria turned 18, she wore the Sky pacifier herself on a necklace chain. She didn’t want her kid to have it.

Left Hand: A 3 carat moissanite silver wedding ring on ring finger, a Claddagh ring on her middle finger with the heart pointed down, opal ring with gold band on index finger, silver lily on pinky finger. Chunky, silver star bracelet.

Right Hand: Silver family ring with rose in the middle of the crest on middle finger, purple star sapphire ring with silver band on ring finger, gold, rounded crown ring with small rubies on pinky finger, oval shaped rose quartz ring with silver band on index finger. Silver locket bracelet (picture of kid Aria and Xanxus inside)

[enhashoutout]

Enhashoutout’s Masterlist ♡

Latest Update: Meet Me At The APT

# of works: 18

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Hi! This is my writing blog enhashoutout! I follow, read, and reblog on a separate personal account, if you are in any of the fandoms I have listed below I probably follow you or are mutuals with you through my personal account lol.

I currently write for High&Low, The Rampage from Exile Tribe, Enhypen, TXT, Ateez, Stray Kids, The Boyz, NCT, RIIZE, and SF9

You might see ff or rants on here from time to time that aren't related to K-pop, J-pop, or High&Low such as Hunger Games, Harry Potter, Narnia, and any K, C, or J dramas I watch.

I do read books outside of fanfiction so I will be putting book reviews on here as well when I can :)

Please feel free to send in writing requests if you would like :)

Likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated <3

Down below you will find all the works I have published so far...

High&Low

Dating Hanaoka Fujio

Dating Childhood Friend Fujio

When Universes Collide (Smoky x alien!reader)

Tears and Matching Tattoos (Ice x reader)

Home to You (Cobra x reader)

Home to Me (Cobra x reader) (part 2 of Home to You)

Introducing Junie

Junie's Masterlist

Please Only Look at Me (Fujio x reader)

Hate You (High&Low ver)

High&Low Deep Dives

Cobra and Fujio are basically the same person

Seiji, Arata, and Noboru

Favorite Character and Least Favorite Character challenge

Things I noticed while watching H&L the Worst X again

Plot Holes in High and Low We Need to Discuss

J-pop

Coming soon…

K-pop

Coming soon...

Dramas

Coming soon...

Fantasy

Always You Series Teaser

Always You Series Masterlist

TV Shows

Meet Me At The APT (Marcus Lopez Arguello x reader)

Books

Coming soon...

[everything-y-nothing]

masterpost

below the cut is a catalog of the moodboards i've created. they're primarily kanthony and bamon related, and inspired by my favorite fics. list of fic recs is also included. i own nothing, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera

+ kathony (bridgerton)

AU AESTHETICS

Charlotte Bridgerton faceclaim (drabble) Charlotte Bridgerton faceclaim (source) Modern-day Kate Sharma Bridgerton | boy mum (drabble) Modern-day Kate Sharma Bridgerton | mama + minis (drabble)

FF MOODBOARDS

june, after dark i can't find the words, so i guess it's time immalleable beings something good

NEWTONSHEFFIELD you might have some bruises (and a few scars) Like a Hurricane Woman Taken by the Wind Nights Like This In Bloom (i feel) a lavender haze creeping up on me (i feel) a lavender haze creeping up on me (manip) Nothing Good Starts Across the Molly-verse: Edwina + Josie (non-kanthony) Mile High Hard Time Late Night (manip) blushing all the way home

FIC RECS (moodboard tbd 🤷🏻‍♀️)

Indecent Proposal Missing Connections Short and Sweet (oneshot series) Crickets at Midnight (oneshot) Wedlock hunt you, unmake you I Never Got Used to Watching Horses Die potential, probable, impossible

+ bamon (tvd)

AU AESTHETICS

Storm + Gambit (X-men AU) Captain Salvatore + Sea Witch (sailor/mermaid au)

FF MOODBOARDS

a cup of coffee Back to You: Chapter 3, Pretence Bitter Dispositions

DARWINQUARK six mornings after | damon + stefan six mornings after | bonnie + caroline six mornings after | kai parker

SARCASTICFINA You Know I Will Adore You (‘Til Eternity) If You Love Me (Don't Let Go), Epilogue Part II

PAINTEDWITHWORDS Dormiente Protagonista (no harm ever came from reading a book)

FIC RECS (moodboard tbd 🤷🏻‍♀️)

less awake (untitled drabble) aka "little blondie bennett" Until the End of Time i wanna live with you (even when we're ghosts)

+ bonnie bennett (tvd)

BBHC Week 2021, Day 6: Hair (drabble) BBHC Week 2021, Day 4: Tattoos (drabble) BBWeek 2021, Bonnie moves to Berkeley (ficlet)

[starrysnowdrop]

Get to Know Me

((Here, have a picture I took at the aquarium for my son: it’s a Nemo and a Dory!))

Tagged by: @ainyan and @otherworldseekers Thank you both so much!!! 🥰💖

Share your wallpaper:

It’s just a default background on my Mac. :3

The last song you listened to: “Someday the Dream Will End” by Nobuo Uematsu from FFX

Currently Reading: Does re-reading some of my older fics count?? XD

Last Movie: Finding Dory… my son loves fish, can’t you tell??

Craving: Chicken Fingers and Canes Sauce from Raising Canes

What are you wearing right now: A pink shirt and black cargo pants, with no shoes

How tall are you: 5'3″

Piercings: I used to have four ear piercings but they all closed up a long time ago.

Tattoos: I have a list of ones I want, but I’m too scared of the pain lol!

Glasses? Contacts?: Glasses currently. I used to have contacts exclusively, but my eyes are too sensitive for them now.

Last drink: Coke Icee from the gas station!

Last show: Star Trek Picard! Season 3 is SO GOOD YALL!

Last thing you ate: Cup of jalapeños from the same gas station as my icee.

Favourite colour: K&B Purple, and if anyone actually gets that reference, I’ll love you forever!

Current obsession: FFXIV, and more specifically Hali and Aymeric!

Unrelated Obsession: Uhhh, I’m not sure… whatever it is, it’s probably food related.

Any pets?: Not for the past few years. My cat Jecht died during the height of the pandemic in Spring 2020, and we haven’t gotten another pet yet. Mostly because we’re waiting to see if my son will need a service dog.

Do you have a crush on anyone?: IRL? Only my husband, and we’ve been together for 13 years, married for 9 years! Fictional?? Aymeric, obviously. XD

Favourite fictional character: Oof, I have so many! From FFXIV, it’s Aymeric and G’raha. From the other FF games? Auron and Rikku from FFX, hands down. From outside of FF? Short list includes Q from Star Trek, Tsukino Usagi from Sailor Moon, and Rapunzel from Disney’s Tangled. But I have so many that I love that it’s hard to not keep naming characters.

Tagging: @meepsthemiqo @traveler-of-light @faerieearthangel @reikatsukihana @ae-fond-seeker and anyone else that wants to do this! If you aren’t comfortable talking about IRL stuff, feel free to ignore!

[journallingftmsurgery]

5 weeks post op

Wow, time flies.

The first week back at work was okay. It got a bit uncomfortable being dressed in real clothes (rather than pyjamas) for the whole day. I wear a shirt and tie, and there was definitely a fair amount of friction against my chest.

I actually wanted my binder back at one point 😆 - I guess the compression made me feel secure/safe.

Scabs are entirely gone now, and after an hour's worth of scrubbing with Zoff wipes (thank you Amazon) I think I've cleared all the adhesive off my chest. So now I've started properly massaging with BioOil, and using the silicone scar tape.

There is still some swelling, but I won't be panicking about that unless the surgeon makes unhappy noises when I see him in two weeks.

I have developed some gross spots in the centre of my chest, but they might be related to the breakout on my face (FFS, I'm 39, I look ridiculous with acne. Thank you T...). I am also looking forward to spray tanning over the discoloration that I'm still thinking is thread veins.

I don't fancy a whole chest piece tattoo, unfortunately.

[eggymf-archived]

Get to know the blogger

I didn’t get tagged but I saw the post from @pugsnotdrugs92 soooo here we go!

Share your wallpaper: My personal timetable. That’s basically it. 

Last song you listened to: Calm Down by Krewella 

Currently reading: Mostly HL Fanfics as of late. And some architecture-related jargon from thick-ass books D:

Last movie: How to be Single

Last show: Castlevania

Craving: Katsudon *grabby hands*

What are you wearing right now: A tank top and shorts. Sweltering heat in SEA as usual *sigh*

How tall are you: 5'3.5″

Piercings: 2 each ear ;) (I need more tho-)

Tattoos: None for now.

Glasses? Contacts?: Yesn’t. LOL. (I’m supposed to wear them but I don’t like wearing it.)

Last drink: Root Beer

Last thing you ate: ... Something with rice? (I genuinely forgot what I had for lunch help-)

Favorite color: Yellow! :D

Current obsession: Hogwarts Legacy, Honkai Star Rail

Any pets: 1 dog and 3 cats 

Favorite fictional character: This was genuinely tough to think about. - Hogwarts Legacy: Ominis Gaunt, Sebastian Sallow, Garreth Weasley  - Harry Potter: Fred and George Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Regulus Black - Honkai Star Rail: Hook, Stelle, Clara - Genshin Impact: Kaveh, Lumine, Yoimiya - FF Series: Prompto, Zack Fair

The last place you traveled: some beach within the country I stay in, which was years ago. (I’m a recluse and I belong indoors.)

Ain’t gonna tag anyone. Just do this if you wanna (You may tag me too.) ;D

[futurefishy]

the thing is there *is* something to be said for acknowledging that there is no clear, universal boundary between childhood and adulthood. There has, is, and always will be a foggy grey area of where adulthood starts, and for legal reasons we have to draw that line somewhere, and there are arguments around where that line should be, and for what things.

[as i understand it from what i was taught in uni] people in their early 20s have some of the same impulsivity and impaired decision making as teenagers, and by your mid-to-late 20s that goes away, because frontal lobe development is still going on in a big way. *obviously* your brain is never "done" developing, you can learn new things at any age and brain plasticity diminishes over time but never completely goes away (hence why its much *easier* to learn at a younger age but learning doesn't stop at any point).

BUT none of that information is actually a reason to restrict the rights of young people any more than they already are. Its messy, and often only presented from a biological/physiological perspective, when its just as possible the reason we see that development and increase in perceived maturity between 18 and 25 is that those are the years during which (at least in developed, western states where most of this research takes place) there is a big increase in independence. I'm 25 right now. I didn't feel particularly "grown up" until I was maybe 24. But that could be because by that point, I'd gotten, worked at, and been made redundant from one job, and had started at another. There's just a lot of *life* that happens between 18 and 25, so of course you come out of that more mature. But someone else could have had that experience at 18, or 15, or 30, or whatever. And while I feel more mature now, I wasn't incapable of making important decisions before now. I made important decisions throughout my teens and early adulthood that I cannot take back, and that is true of literally every person who has ever lived on planet earth.

I think the brain development angle matters less than maybe we think it does, because the argument TERFs are making is *incredibly* disingenuous (like all their arguments). No one is proposing that we change the voting age from 18 to 25, that we change the drinking or smoking age from 18 to 25, that we change the age of consent from *16* to 25, that we change the age to get a tattoo from 18 to 25 or that we change the age to consent to any *non-transition related healthcare* from "it depends [1]" to 25. Ffs, in the UK the age of criminal responsibility is *10*. A 10 year old is deemed mature enough to suffer legal consequences, but JKR's bezzie mates aren't taking to twitter to demand that little billy isn't old enough to understand the ramifications of shoplifting from sainsbury's.

[1] officially the age to consent to your own medical care is 16, but the UK has this thing called "Gillick competancy", where, on a case-by-case basis, a doctor can decide if someone under 16 is competent enough to overrule parental consent. This was put into question *by TERFs* in the Bell v Tavistock case, in which the court seemed to imply that trans children were not Gillick competent as a matter of demographic, which as you can imagine caused some debate from legal scholars (because "this law applies differently to X demographic" is a fucking insane thing for a judge to imply). Gillick competency is a very important legal standard, both for children's rights and (actual, not trans excluding radical) feminists because it allows children with restrictive/bigoted/stupid parents to access health care on their own e.g. getting an abortion, accessing contraception (like the pill/IUD etc.), getting vaccines if their parents are weirdo anti-vaxxers, getting tested for STIs, or any other medical treatment they don't want their parents to know about for whatever reason.

I honestly believe transphobes would have gone for adult transition care whether this "not done developing til 25" idea existed or not. They were already going for it, whether by making GIC wait lists so long that many people *die* having never had a first appointment, or JKR's stupid "award winning" article where she claimed a lot of trans men were just "poor, confused autistic girls" because of course she had to throw some ableism in there and say autistic people are too stupid to make our own decisions. Whether its death by bureaucracy or a return to "transness is a mental illness", they are and were attacking transition for adults either way. The brain development thing is just a convenient add-on to their "think of the children" shit. Its been said before by many many people (because its right), TERFs are just recycling 80s Thatcher fear-mongering about gay men, because things are getting worse and everyone loves a scapegoat. I don't think its a coincidence that there's a "think of the children" panic as child poverty sky-rockets in this country. "Think of the children" but don't think about the real problem, think about this imagined threat from a societal other.

The transphobe, but especially TERF, preoccupation with "irreversible damage" is, I think, insincere; or if sincere, very, very ,very stupid. Probably both. Everything is irreversible at the end of the day. Life is irreversible.

[starillusion13]

Ok so I am bored to death soo questionnaire ahead:

Birth month

Hav u dated

If u could spend one day with an idol who?

Can u sing

Fav k-pop songs

Fav non k-pop song

Is yuta sexy?

Fav food

Fav drink

Am I annoying

What if I am a 40 y/o uncle?

Kiss marry kill (atz/nct) also me

Ideal date

Fav movie,series,anime,comic

Do u believe in aliens

Why are cows white

Would u date if taeyong was a fat cow

Are u cow?

Assign me an animal/flower/season/thing/colour

Are u checking facts

Ok that's it. If u don't wanna ans anz Q ignore it~

-🦀

wait some questions are- oh gosh am cracking up!

June (yes I am same month as Haechan Taeil Yeosang)

No (I receive a lot of proposals but no. never felt like to date coz I cant trust anyone)

Taeyong (I am really so into him like i just want to meet him one day just to say Thank you for appearing in my life suddenly back in those days. he has changed me a lot and taught me so many positive things.) Also, Hongjoong, Yunho & Mark

Yes I can sing. (I was in singing and dancing club back in school coz I can do both)

Right now I would say Box-nct dream but (been through, thunder, playboy, heart attack - exo, sun&moon, no longer, lipstick, sit down, lips, -nct 127, inception, arriba, fever -ateez, teddy bear, never goodbye, its yours, rainbow -nct dream, after midnight, poppin love, domino, all for love, no one but you -wayv, wish u were here, line em up - superm, Im unhappy, new world - aespa, sunrise, summer rain -gfriend)

else from kpop (dowtown - allie x, I'm not her - clara mae, eastside - halsey, ciao adios - anne marie, all we know - chainsmokers, i like you so much you'll know it, know me - gemini, on the loose- niall horan, arcade- duncane laurance, 6 feet under -bellie elish, fetish - selena gomez...I listen to non kpop more so if I start with all then it'll be about a post only for songs) I listen to songs almost whole day so theres a big list...sorry but I literally love when someone asks me about my fav songs.

Of course Yuta is sexy...comeon that video of him stretching and his butterfly tattoo peeking beneath his shirt is still imprinted in my head. His whole appearance is what some fans their idol to be.

Food,I'm not a foody person. I often skip meals. but I love cakes and ice cream a lot.

Smoothie (I try those special ones from every cafe, I love it)

of course not. Never, if you ask me 100 asks a day, I will still answer u. I am always online coz my studies r online related so just I take time to answer but u cant be annoying. I love to interact with u so much. you are the sweetest anon. I am glad to be your friend.

It's okay. (If the uncle is feeling uncomfortable to share his age with younger people then fine but if he is sexualizing or making dirty jokes with a younger person who is half of his age then he should feel shame on himself like how are you treating someone of your child's age also I have followers who are almost 40 and I have fun with them in some topics even in real, I engage in a convo with elder people too fast)

sorry love but kill - you coz no one comes before ateez n nct

kiss - NCT (this is literally like choosing btw mom n dad)

marry - ateez (age diff is perfect to marry lol)

to be honest if I could date someone, i would have dated Yunho (caring, soft, a perfect body proportion (im not pervert i swear), passionate about his belongings, a bit dominative but not like those in ffs, romantic, smart, can cook, sassy, cute, gentleman, hot) Taeyong and Hongjoong should not see this

Fav movie - interstellar( i have watched it 7 times not kidding, I love space a lot), I literally watch all youtube videos on space and its history, series- theres few in my language which r too good but I dont think they have translation ver. , if u say drama then (meteor garden, put your head on my shoulder, love o2o, vincenzo, extraordinary you, doom at my service) Im not a anime/comic person but my bestie is.

As I love space so certainly I believe in aliens and some unnatural events happened on earth.

Cows white...but I see cows of different colors, but those white ones who are due to pigmentation reason dw they get pretty privileges lol

Why will I date a cow? oh gosh no. Honestly, he is too thin to be a cow and cow doesnt have those sharp jawlines. he could have been a knife, I would have used it regularly.

If I were a cow then only it would have been possible to date a cow Taeyong.

Animal - fox (dk but I felt like it)

flower - sunflower

season - summer

thing - ribbon

color - red

assign things r very random but I trust my instincts and they told me these all

checking facts (?) check the facts go check that check the stats go check that.

WOW LOOKS LIKE MY WIKIPEDIA

[gojohatemail]

I've been wanting tattoos for so long yet kept tossing up what I wanted first. Mercy's valkyrie symbol and one of the crest signs from FF: Crystal Chronicles (leaning towards Yuke) were up there for a few years as ideas but I think I finally settled on one. Or two for that matter.

YES, it's Adachi related. I want the Jester Arcana card. And also the Justice Arcana card for a nod to Akechi. I can't have my husband without my son, you know :)

Both characters mean a lot to me. They're very important it me and hold a special place in my heart that I don't think will ever be overwritten. I love them both so much and want a piece of them with me forever, even should I change interests they will be a reminder of one of the most important pieces of media and characters to me.

[shadcatmastered]

Kid x Law - FF - Kids And Killers Past - Part 1

Kid looked Law in the eye and sighed heavily. It hurts. It hurt so terribly. Law put his hands on his stump and said: "Is that the reason? I don’t care! I don’t care if you have an arm missing or if you have scars! Damn Eustass, with my devil powers you can even get a new arm from me! What is your problem?!" Yeah, Law's eyes looked at him with pain and anger. But that was not Kids problem. His problem was the pain in his heart. These memories of what he had experienced. These memories of what had become of him. And the thought that he would tear the only person he had ever loved in this way into the dark. These dark memories of his childhood ... In the end, Kid could barely remember his parents. Blurred images were in his mind, all senseless. But what he could remember were the big hands of adults beating his body until the bones broke. Over and over again. He as one of many children. Kid had grown up in the war and fight. To take the children of the enemies as slaves was the simplest. Kid remembered being sold. Maybe he had been four or five years old. But certainly not older. He remembered being dragged behind many other children and then being thrown into a cage. Hungry and covered with his own fecal matter. Ah yes, he remembered his parents. He knew he had felt completely empty when he saw this cage. He had seen his parents lying dead on the floor. Torn and mangled. Kid had cried. Terribly long and inexorable, while hands had torn him with them. After that, the tears had stopped and never came back. There were many more children in the cage. They screamed, they cried, they raged. But Kid was sitting quietly. He sat petrified on the floor of the cage and looked straight ahead. Oh, in retrospect, the redhead remembered that everything had made no sense. His father had always said that they lived in dangerous times. But he also said that he would take care of him. Such a miserable liar. The cage was placed in an auction room and the door opened. Oh, some of the children tried to run away. But they had no chance. All who tried to run away were shot or their legs were broken. Kid watched this. He watched all this blankly. He calmly left the cage and looked at the people in front of him. A whole group of women and men had gathered and watched the spectacle. They watched as the traffickers caught the children and Kid watched the watchers. He saw their eyes. He saw their expression. And he learned. He learned how soulless adults were. It was a few minutes before Kid felt the barrel of a pistol in his back. "Go forward!" The harsh voice of a trafficker rang out behind him and Kid felt a kick in the back of his knees before he fell to the ground. As his knees hit the ground, the man behind him slammed the handle of the gun against his temple, causing a terrible pain in his head. Kids small body fell to the ground while blood ran down his head. The trafficker had not even given him the opportunity to move forward. He had only wanted to humiliate him. Kids golden eyes had watched the man's face. There was a malicious joy in his face. He enjoyed torturing him. Kid looked at him and muttered softly to himself: "Kick knees ... hit the head ...." The trafficker squinted as he grabbed Kid by the hair and pulled him up in the air. "Did you say what you miserable brat?" The man held Kid's hair high in the air, his limbs hanging down. Blood flowed down Kids' temples and turned his white shirt red. The man hissed his words spitefully into his ear. It hurts. But Kid could not feel the pain. It was like a switch inside him. A switch that let him forget who he was before in the name of self-protection. When the man raised him to his face, Kid repeated what he had said. "Kick the knees ..." He did not get to his knees, but with a surprising force he kicked the man's chin. The teeth clashed and Kid saw something. He saw something bloody and fleshy fall from the man's mouth to the floor. But something was missing. "Hit the head…" The trafficker let go of his hair in horror, but Kid raised his hand. He hit the man's head in the air. He only hit his cheek, but it was enough for the man to stumble backward as Kid fell to the ground. He hit the ground with his butt while the trafficker opened his mouth to scream. But instead of screams, only blood came out of the man's mouth. He looked deformed. Kids look at the bloody something on the floor. ...Tongue. That was a piece of the man's tongue. Kid did not know what he should feel. So he accepted the reaction he had learned. A mischievous joy crossed his face. And then they were many hands. Hands beating his head until everything went black. But that was the beginning. It was the beginning of his new nature. The next clear memories the Kid had were at a camp. There were many soldiers and just as many children. They belonged to the soldiers from this country. They had to go with them and dig out the trenches. They had to tear the bodies of the enemies to pieces to burn them. They had to do what the soldiers said. If they did not, they were beaten until they could not move. Some of the girls always had bruises. They said they had to get naked in front of the men. They would then beat them differently, they told. But Kid never understood. Only that it was probably better in the war to be a boy. Kid did not know what it meant to be happy. He only had pain. Many of his bones were constantly broken. And some of the bruises never seemed to disappear. But he learned. He learned what the mighty men did to stay in power. They kill. They were cruel. They were merciless. Kid did not talk much with the other children. They didn’t interest him. They were just as enslaved as he was. He could learn nothing from them. Then something changed. There was a lot of noise in one night. The screams of the soldiers sounded in the night. Kid now knew these cries enough. They were death screams. The children slept in small tents. Two or three soldiers guarded the tents so they could not escape at night. The two other boys who slept in Kids tent didn’t move. They stared wide-eyed at the tent wall, but the redhead rose. He opened the tent and stared at the barrel of a weapon. Kid had seen death so often that he could not be afraid of it. He raised his eyes and looked at the person holding the weapon. It was a boy only a few years older than himself. He wore the colors of her enemy. He had longer blond hair and light blue eyes. Their eyes met and Kid could not help it. He grinned. "You are not a Killer." Yes, he had seen enough Killers to know that the boy was not. His body trembled and his breath went so fast that the uniform fluttered. He actually wore the colors of the enemy. Then it was true. Their enemies gave the children weapons. ... what a possibility ...! The boy in front of him opened his mouth, then closed it again and tried to look at him seriously. "I am a Killer!" His voice went fast and Kid looked at him. Kid had learned a lot in the last few months. He had surprised the blonde. He could disarm this one now. But he did not feel like it. He would not help the soldiers of his country. Instead, he glanced past the other boy and saw the attack of the enemy proceed. "Oi Killer, you lose." In fact, Kids voice sounded disappointed. It could not have been worse with the enemy than in his own country. The blonde then lowered the weapon and looked around in shock. "Oh god, you're right!" Most of them who fell to the ground in the shooting contest were the enemies. Kid watched the blonde and saw panic rising in him. "I will die! They will kill me!" His knees started to tremble and Kid understood. No matter where they got the boy, he did not know about the war. He had not lived on the field for months, like he did. They had taken him somewhere, put a gun in his hand, and sent him to his death. That's why he was here. The enemies sent the child soldiers to their deaths. They should not defeat his country, they should only kill a few members of his country with themselves. Kid looks at the boy and feels something he has not felt in a very long time. Sympathy. "Hey Killer, do you want to live? It will be a terrible life, full of pain. But you will live." The redhead spoke his words softly while the boy looked at him. Oh Kid saw that he did not trust him. But there was also fear and panic in his eyes. "You are the enemy, how should I trust you?" At the boys words Kid could not help it. He started to laugh out loud. Kid wore nothing more than a white undershirt and oversized shorts. He did not even have shoes. He raised his arms and showed the boy his body. The many traces of mistreatment on his pale skin. The many bruises, bleeding scratches and bumps. "Do I look like the enemy?!" Kid laughed and the boy swallowed. This hesitated only briefly, before this meant: "What should I do?" The redhead nodded. He looked at the blond for a while before he said completely seriously: "I will kill them all. Every single soldier. And I will not die before I reach this goal. I am not your enemy, I am the enemy of everyone. But I could be your friend. If you want to be my friend, go to the tent and kill the other guys. They would betray us." For a moment, the blonde looked at him as if he had gone crazy. But Kid was not crazy. He had learned. He had learned all the time. And he would kill them all. Every single person who ever raised his hand against him. If the boy wanted to leave, then he should do it now. The blonde calmed down. The screams and the noise sounded in the background. But it was quiet between them. There was only the boy and Kid. If he decided to follow, Kid would drag him to hell. But it was the only option against the dead. The boy nodded and went into the tent. It did not take a single second before two shots sounded. Kid looked at the bodies on the floor. It would not be long before this brief attack was over. He had to hurry. The redhead went into the tent and looked at the blond boy. His hand with the rifle trembled, but otherwise it was completely calm over the children's corpses. Maybe this one was really a Killer. "Oi Killer, put this on and give me your clothes." The redhead went to the body of one of the boys who was taller than him and took off his undershirt and trousers. He threw it to the blond who did not hesitate. He obeyed Kid without hesitation. That was good. Kid put the child soldier's things on the dead boy as Killer dressed the simple things of the enslaved children. Oh, the redhead was sure the soldiers would not notice that two of the children had swapped. The soldiers of his country did not care about them. There were always new children and the old ones died like the flies. Rarely has one lived as long as Kid. The only thing the redhead kept was the knife, which he found in his pocket. He went to the blonde. He looked at him with terror in his eyes. But Kid just grinned. "Stay calm, we need to change your look a bit." So he took the boy's longer blond hair and cut it off. Kid cut them off so briefly that the boy immediately looked very different. Actually quite pretty, but Kid could see in his face that he also had not had a good life. "By the way, my name ..." But before the boy said it, Kid pressed his hand to the boy's mouth. The look of his golden eyes was serious. "Be quiet. I can’t reveal what I don’t know. You are Killer. That's enough.” Kid grinned quietly. The boy looked at him seriously and then nodded. And with that started a whole new chapter in their life.

written by Shadcatmastered

[lives-in-a-harpsichord]

time to draw

thanks for winning Bs love you

[hangedemperor]

[colson-sixx]

i tried to write a AU of Nikki as a tennis player...let me know what you think !!

warnings: for now, none

content: Duff is your brother and he’s a tennis player, you go to see him play but your attention gets caught by....someone else (our boy nikki)

friendly reminder: please remember this is my first shot ever at doing this and this idea just came out of nowhere and i know it’s not your typical au but i thought i’d write it down still,,,so please let me know if it’s alright and whether i should keep doing this or try to write something else or just don’t write at all lol

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Tennis. What a weird sport that is. You never really understood how the players could run around for actual hours without showing the slightest bit of will to give up. You went to see your brother Duff play because you knew how much it meant to him, ever since your parents had grown apart and the two of you had moved out, you had actually developed a stronger bond than ever. Now that you lived in different houses, you were closer than you ever were under the same roof. So, you decided to show your support to him by spending the day around the tennis club, watching him play game after game.

You basically grew up watching him play tennis, so you knew all the basic stuff there is to know, but you never developed a real interest in the game. But the players, well, they were something else. Whenever your brother would take some of his tennis pals home, you got an instant crush. There was just something about veiny arms, strong legs and quick reflexes.

You can do this, you told yourself when you walked into the club with Duff by your side. He was nice enough to introduce you to everyone he was talking to, but they all just nodded in your direction and went on with their business. This was going to be a looong day.

You sat down in front of one of the three tennis courts and took your book out of your bag, set on reading at least halfway through it throughout the day, but you didn’t even manage to finish the first sentence, for something, or better, someone, caught your attention.

You looked up and noticed that two players were ready to start their match: one of them was a tall, skinny dude with long legs and blonde hair, and the other was just as tall, but his eyes were covered by dark hair and his arms by tattoos. Now, that’s interesting. You had met a lot of players, but not a single one of them had half as many tattoos as this guy. You could barely see his skin underneath them. His presence was magnetic, and you couldn’t help but look at him while he used an armband to remove his puffy hair from his face.

At that point, you knew you weren’t going to be reading.

“This game is gonna be good,” Duff said as he took a seat next to you, “Dave, the blonde guy, is basically a machine. He was basically born with a tennis racket in his hand, if you know what I mean.”

“What about the other guy?” You wondered.

“Nikki?”, a smile appeared on your brother’s face, “He’s wild, man. He started playing when he was almost a teenager, but his talent is just raw, you’ll see.”

“It’s funny, you know, I’ve never seen a tennis player with so many tats.”

“Well, he’s not your normal player. He’s crazy as hell, but he’s a good guy and his game is spotless.”

You just nodded and turned your attention to the match that was about to start. Duff gave you a soft pat on the leg and got up, telling you that he’ll start playing in about forty minutes, then he walked over to his team.

Nikki and his opponent started playing and, even though your knowledge was pretty basic, you noticed how different their games were: the blondie was really technical, like his every move was the product of a lifetime of work and thought, whereas Nikki seemed to just go with the flow, he knew what he wanted the ball to do and he knew how to do it, but he wasn’t forcing it, he wasn’t thinking of some major scheme, he was just playing.

However, you didn’t only pay attention to the way he played, but also to the way he moved, the way his legs bended and his muscles would show. You noticed the way he licked his lips and the way sweat made its way down his long face. But most of all, you noticed the way he would let out small moans when he hit the ball, like he was really letting it all out. Without even realizing it, your mind started to wonder whether those were the same moans that left his lips when he fucked. You hadn’t even talked to the guy, but you already knew you wanted to hear those same moans come out of him, only in a different setting.

So, of course, you watched his entire match, even though your brother’s play begun right in the middle of it. But you figured that, from where you were sitting, you could easily check out both games, right?