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[meikocean]

Some Hyuna icons <3

[pocketramblr]

Absolutely love your writing for all the AU/5 headcanons asks. Can I ask: AU where Rei cheats on Endeavor with All Might? It happens after AM's injury, so she doesn't recognize him, and he ofc doesn't know that she's married in the first place, much less to whom

you make this very difficult for me by giving me a window of 6 and half years for them to have an affair and for every single moment of that window, Rei is institutionalized. how am i supposed to get them to meet, much less take their clothes off. ok. think. there are other fic writers who specialize in this kind of thing, surely. what would they do....

1- ok so. The fire alarm at the hospital goes off. Rei doesn't know if it's a drill or not, but she's been there for seven years and generally does not need a lot of support during something like this like other patients do, so the nurses wave her out and she stands around outside a bit waiting for the fire alarm to stop and them to go back in. (It isn't a drill, they wouldn't have evacuated everyone if it was, but Rei is on the other side of the building and facing away from seeing any smoke) (This smoke is from a villain attack that All Might is taking care of, though he's only got seconds left of his power to use that day. he quickly rushes off, deflating and stumbling out on the other side of the hospital. Where Rei is.)

2- Rei is like "huh that guy doesnt seem to be in good shape" and kinda waves attention at him, and a nurse who's passing out water to patients and keeping an eye on the road gives Toshinori some too, getting more concerned when he dazedly answers that he's All Might and coughs up blood, but the nurse figures he's concussed since he smells of smoke and must have been closer to the fight, and is just reeling from being able to see the number one hero in person. Then they get distracted and wave Toshi to wait nearby, where Rei offers to chill his water and asks if he's alright, if he breathed in any smoke.

3- They chat and then go back into the hospital as it's un-evacuated together, Rei hanging out in the lobby where he sits as the hospital staff focus on getting everyone else back to their rooms. It pays to be low priority sometimes. Eventually she tells him her name is Rei and that she's in room K18, if he ever wants to visit or call. She doesn't get to talk to anyone except doctors, family visitors, or other paitients, and most of them don't stay nearly as long as she does. It's been seven years, and she's very lonely. Toshinori is lonely too, and when he's out of time for a day and feeling useless with nothing to do, he likes to talk to a friend.

4- Rei has been in the hospital for eight years when it gets physical. At that point, Toshinori knows a bit about her family. She has kids, mentions visits from a son and daughter, and then quietly mentioned when her son turned seventeen- her daughter's already twenty. She's been there for so much of their lives. He asks if she's married, and she admits she isn't sure how to file for divorce in a hospital like she is, if she even can, if she wants to because she'd lose custody, if it matters when she's not raising them anyway. He doesn't ask much more, knows there is a dead child and a baby she says isn't safe with her there. Toshinori never called Nana 'mom' to her face while she was alive, and had a reason for it, and has a similar reason for not asking more, not asking for the other names when he gets Fuyumi and Natsuo's. Yes, the doctors and nurses all know Rei has a boyfriend who visits. they don't say anything. who would they even tell, anyway. I debated the humor of reusing the bit from candlelight shoto that Toshi and Rei could have a kid with a fire quirk, but yeah here? Rei ain't getting pregnant, absolutely not.

5- When Natsuo turns eighteen, Rei does actually file for divorce, or at least tries to get the ball rolling on that. Toshinori's trusted her that her marriage is over in all but name, but he's more at ease with it ended fully. Fuyumi is crushed but burying it all deep inside. Natsuo is like 'what are you talking about. divorce is the most normal possible outcome here.' But anyway, Rei also begins to bring up being discharged- something she never bothered with earlier, when it seemed like she'd never be able to go home while Shoto was there, and never would want to go back anyway. (Her parents are absolutely not an option either so where would she go once discharged? the hospital was her only security.) Toshinori then tells her at this point about his diagnosis, that he's supposed to be terminal, in a way. He doesn't have a lot of time he can give her. Rei says that's ok, she'll take what she can get. She moves in. Fuyumi still goes out to eat with her once a week, though Rei doesn't say she's moved in with a boyfriend, just says she's in a safe place and it's not Fuyumi's job to worry about it, please, let her do that, relax, be her daughter instead of a mother. Natsuo adds her to his cellphone plan and gets her one. Rei doesn't tell Toshinori her ex's identity. Toshinori doesn't tell her about OfA, though she does know he's mentoring a student for heroics and is very proud of him. (Toshinori is a secretary at Might Tower, he's a great mentor. Oh huh, he got a job position at UA at the same time as All Might, she wonders if they carpool.)

+1- OK THE REVEAL so the reveal is. Toshinori gets home from the SF. And Rei almost knocks him out by the door, eyes wide and panicked, asking if he's ok, if Shoto's ok. Toshinori is like "... young todoroki? yeah he's alright? i know his fight with young bakugo looked bad but- Rei???" And that's when it all clicks for him, he's having dozens of horrible realizations at once, all while Rei weeps over her youngest. Toshinori's been a hero for a very, very long time. He's felt hopeless, before. But even then, he's known what needs to be done, he just isn't able to do it. But now? he's at a complete loss with no idea what he should do.

[emiplayzmc]

*Slamming head onto my blanket.* Five thousand words. Chat I'm going insane., I got hit with writing inspiration in the car yesterday and I'm back on the writing, I'm like. 3/4ths of the way done with the Glisten fic now?

Anyways here's an excerpt that I liked to pass the time while I continue writing :]

“I- I don't know, the last thing I remember after being pulled out of the elevator is just this- horrible pain, and then nothing, and then I- I woke up in the diner and Twisteds weren't attacking me anymore…” Glisten stammers out, “My bow was on the floor next to me all torn up, and- and I used pieces of it to tie my hands together so I wouldn't hurt anything, and I've been travelling between floors trying to find people ever since…”

The mirror wrings his hands together as he speaks, glancing off to the side and not noticing how Vee crosses her arms, face blinking to a question mark as she hums.

Rodger knew the tone of that hum well. One he used when Toodles blamed Looey for taking the last cookie from the jar, one when a suspect was giving an alibi that was falling apart at the seams.

She doesn't trust him.

Why wouldn't she trust him? It's Glisten, he's alive, he hasn't done anything to hurt anyone at all, he's alive, and-

And he looks like a Twisted.

His eye is red, he's covered in ichor, his hands have formed claws… it would be natural to not trust him.

Should I trust him?

ALSO ALSO ALSO. Small SeaGlass / Goldfish part that I liked ^-^ There's not SPECIFICALLY any sort of 'ship in this, I just wanted Rodger as the main character, so like. After all, why not? Why shouldn't I have both SeaGlass and ReflectiveDetective bits?

“Hey, yeah, I'm sure the twins would love to see you especially, Glist!!” Finn catches on immediately, reaching up to pat Glisten on the shoulder, “They have some new scripts that they've been working on back in the lobby that they've been excited about, buuut Razzle's been spoiling it whenever they write a good line, so y'know, their hype has prose and cons!”

That one got a quiet groan out of everyone - even Cosmo, for once, caught the pun.

All except for Glisten, who… actually laughed. It's a broken, strained sort of sound, but Rodger can tell it's one of his genuine laughs because of the small snort that comes before each snicker.

Glisten. Who used to beg Dandy to let him out into the elevator shaft to get away from Finn's jokes. Now giggling at the pun, putting the biggest, most victorious smile on the fishbowl's face. The mirror seems to catch the genuine surprise in Rodger's eye and rubs the side of his head awkwardly.

“Sorry, uhm… I- I never thought I'd miss hearing god-awful jokes so much…”

“Oh, Cod, now you're just gonna make me blush!”

[sharkyisashark]

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Aight, two stories in one night :') Couldn't think of any ideas, so I went to chat gpt :') It actually cooked today, so I thought I'd make a timebomb story based off of it. <3

(chat gpt prompt) Thought it'd be super cute if it was based a few years after season 2's ending. So Jinx has been "dead" for a while. Ekko has his suspicions she was alive, but the letter sort of just proves it. The last piece of evidence. Anyway, enjoy!

Ekko was sat looking silently out of his stained glass window. Looking quietly out at the large tree, it's long branches creating soft shadows that draped through the room. In his hands was a letter, no name, no address... nothing. He at first thought it might've been from Vi, considering she usually visited him, often to catch up, or help Cait with a case... But now, he wasn't so sure. Vi's letters were never this... ominous. Ever since the war, things had been... good? Piltover had somewhat created peace with the Zaun now, and things were probably the most peaceful they'd been in years. And yet for Ekko, he just felt... lost. Like a part of him was missing. It drove him insane. He finally got what he wanted, hadn't he? A happy ending. He could relax, and be with the people he cared about. But, he had to realise what the problem really was eventually... He had to realise who this was really about. Jinx. The girl he cared so much about, the girl who had deserved another chance.. was gone. There wasn't a goodbye, there wasn't even one last glance. She had just... slipped from his fingers, vanished from his life, within an instant. He'd been sort of living in shock for the first few months, things had felt all.. weird, dreamy. He couldn't process it, she was gone..? She couldn't just.. die? Even when Vi had told him, the person he'd trust with his life... he still couldn't believe it. He wouldn't. So he didn't, wasting years of his life on some fantasy that she was still out there... somewhere. And he just needed to find her. But never the less, he grew out of that. Forcing himself to recognise how much time he was wasting. He gave up, there was no finding a dead person. He'd spent so long trying to go back to normal, to forget about her, to move on. And when he finally did. He finally felt okay... he finally felt like himself, like he could be released from whatever turmoil was stirring inside of him... This damn letter arrived at his door. He spent days putting it off, he knew it could never be... from her. But he just felt- scared? Excited? Terrified..? Eventually though, Ekko did what any rational person would do. He opened it. His fingers trembled around the paper, chewing on his lower lip as he tugged the card out of it's casing. Stunned as a colourful variety of confetti erupted from inside of the note... settling itself over his desk. There must've been some... event in Piltover, some invite... surely there was something- He felt himself pale slightly as his gaze landed over the page however, soon realising that there weren't many words spread across the paper, maybe a few "hello"s scribbled in blue pen, and rather large "Boom!"s written in red... But it was enough to make his head spin. Those familiar scribbled monkey faces, or quirky little stick figures, drawings of people he could recognise from miles away. It made his heart hurt, this had to be some cruel joke...? Some delusional prank. But he knew otherwise, he'd learnt to memorize the childish lettering, the bright colours... everything that made Jinx... Powder. The part of her that was still in there... the part of her he fell in love with. With an exhaled breath he hadn't realised he was holding, he read over the only coherent text; on the bottom of the page. 'see you in a blink?'

Words cannot explain how fun this was to write <3 I'm thinking I might turn this into a sequel? Tell me what you'd think of that! Anyways! Requests are always open annddd join my community? It's new and we need members, just for chatting and making arcane friends :) Community invite .ೃ࿐ - sharky 🦈

[julesthoughts]

Burning Love

A/N: Out of frustration, I decided to write a tiny one-shot about the ending of the side story in Moonvale. I consider it more of a Duskwood one-shot. I hope you enjoy it. My writing sucks since I didn't write for over half a year. <3

Spoiler warning for the end of the side story!

TW: Injuries

Words: 1,080

Do you like Chinese food?

His anonymous mask in the bag of his hoodie and the collar of it drawn over his face, he ran through the smoke. Eyes tearing and blurring his vision, he doubted he would make it out in time, and in between thoughts popped up in his head about giving up and just sitting on the ground and letting the fire do its job. But there was one thing that kept him going. Someone very important. Someone who grew close to him over the past few weeks. Someone who worked with him on the case regardless of what the others thought about him. She trusted him without batting an eyelid. All their chats flew through his mind while his legs carried him to safety. 

……..

Yes I love it

He smiled at the thought of sitting across from MC while they shared some sushi. She would grab a piece of her sushi and he one of his and feed each other, looking each other in the eyes. Full of love. He didn't admit it but he couldn't eat with chopsticks but she seemed to be a master in it. So, he was willing to learn from her. Another reason to get out of this hell hole. He wanted to make his promise true.

You kiss me

And the world around us disappears

…..

MC

This is a very nice thought. 

I want to make it a reality.

He loved how boldly she told him that she wanted to kiss him. In no universe would he deny her. He wants to be with her so badly. She was the loveliest woman he ever met. Caring, affectionate, and sympathetic. She was a true gem and he needed to protect her at all costs. As long as he is still missing and the government still seeking revenge on him, she'll be in danger. They will threaten her. 

A muffled scream escaped his mouth as he ran into a wall of fire. He cursed as the memories of his only love shattered as he knew this was the only escape he knew by heart. There was another one but he couldn't remember the exact way. But there was no other choice, and especially no time, so he turned left and ran towards the other exit.

He tried to concentrate on MC. At the moment, she was the only reason for him to get out of this mine. She gave him a spark of hope. He just wished he'd know what happened that the whole mine was on fire.

I made that decision.

I became someone who preferred loneliness.

And then you came into my life and everything changed.

There more I try fighting against it.

The more I am attracted to you.

….

I feel the same way

….

I am at your mercy, MC.

I cannot simply evade you.

And I do not want to.

“Not anymore,” he mumbled to himself out of breath.

He came to a stop again as another fire blocked his way. At this point, he just wanted to cry and scream. That was his last option to get out of here. He turned in a circle, his eyes jumping from left to right, seeking a solution to get out of the mine. Looking up, down, right, and left he only saw walls that trapped him in that burning hell. Just as he was about to give up….

MC

I love you

….

I love you too, Jake

Closing his eyes and turning in the direction of the exit, he let out a battle cry as he ran straight through the flames. He was crazy for sure. Crazy for her. He felt his clothes becoming too hot, his skin burning and him slowly catching fire. His screams would break her heart and he promised himself to never tell her what he did to be with her. He knew she would only blame herself. Like a beast, he ran through the fire, fighting the flames like invisible ghosts. 

It felt like the devil himself would skin him alive.

After endless pain, the fire ended, but it was getting closer to him, still spreading through the mine. He stood in front of an old metal door which was more than rusty. With his clothes on fire and his skin peeling, he threw his whole weight against the door.

One time. 

Two times. 

Three times. 

Four times. 

Five times.

Groaning in pain, he fell on the wet floor after the door finally flung open. Like a worm, he rolled himself in the wet meadow to stop the fire on him. As the sound of his blood rushing through his veins silenced, he heard the sound of water flowing next to him.

Like a river…

His tired eyes sparkled with joy as he found the river. He crawled towards it and didn't hesitate and just jumped into the ice cold water. A relieved sigh left his lips as the fire died but soon the next shock came. The sudden cold on his burns. Oh, he wanted to scream so badly but he heard footsteps. Radios and a very familiar voice.

Bloomgate.

Inhaling deeply, he disappeared under the water. Luckily for him, it was night. A shadow hovered over the river as he looked up through the clear water. It was Bloomgate who investigated the other side of the shoreline. 

“No one is here! I'm coming back,” Bloomgate growled into the walkie-talkie.

As the shadow disappeared, he slowly arose from the water and hissed as the cold wind hit his wet, burned wounds. He sighed a breath of relief after he saw that he was close to Duskwood. He knew where to go but first, he had to lay a wrong trace. 

He took a look into his backpack and laughed that his laptop survived everything. That thing was just unbreakable. For a moment, he kneeled on the wet floor, threw his head back, smiled, and closed his eyes.

He made it.

He survived.

He was out of the mine.

Hannah was safe.

And now he could protect MC at all costs.

And maybe be with her soon.

He took his burned hoodie off and laid it somewhere in the forest, underneath his anonymous mask. He decided to throw his backpack a little further away in the dirt and stuffed his laptop under his arm before running in the opposite direction. 

Towards Duskwood.

Safety.

To MC.

“I'll find you, MC,” he whispered into the night.

[gigabyte-flare]

Follow the Stars | Part 1

Summary: Pixel is a Proxy with a rather unconventional way of entering the Hollows: a battle android that she controls with her H.D.D.. When her best friend goes missing, seemingly lost in a Hollow, Pixel jumps at the chance to rescue her, but not before meeting a mysterious wolf Thiren that catches her eye.

Word Count: 4.3k

Pairing: Von Lycaon x Original Character

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. You are responsible for your own content consumption. If any of the following warnings trigger you, please read at your own risk. Minors do not interact, this story is 18+ only.

Warnings: Strong language, graphic depictions of violence, depictions of PTSD, domestic violence and emotional abuse (not perpetrated by Lycaon), masterbation, unprotected p in v, oral (m and f receiving), size kink, knotting, creampie

More warnings may be added in future entries

A/N: I had originally planned for this to be a reader fic, but the more I was plotting it out in my head, the more I realized that New Eridu is the perfect place for my OC, Pixel. This is very likely going to flop but I don't care; I'm very excited about this series. Based loosely on Chapter 3, Lycaon's Agent story and his trust events, I will be trying my best to not write the existing dialogue word for word, but in some instances, it can't be helped. This will be my first time introducing Pixel to you all and I hope you all love her as much as I do!

Title inspired by Come Alive by San-Z and Hoyo-Mix

Divider by cafekitsune

Pixel: Hey Rain it's me. Is everything ok I haven't heard from you

Pixel: Rain it's Pixel again, call me when you get this

Pixel: K Rain, this isn't funny please call me

After reading through my chat history from the last few days with Rain, I put my phone to my ear; Rain's phone just rings and rings and goes to voicemail, "Rain, it's Pixel. Please call me, I'm worried about you."

I hang up, gently tossing my phone aside as I put my feet up on my coffee table. I knew in my gut something was wrong. Rain and I have been best friends for years now, she would never just blow me off like this without telling me why. A part of me wanted to get PubSec involved but where she is one of the best hackers in the Proxy business, it wasn't worth the risk. That's not even mentioning that I, too, am a Proxy. That's just asking to get burned.

I turn on the TV to the news only to find that the trial against the Vision Corporation is just about to begin. Supposedly they had cut cost in the Metro expansion project by failing to relocate the residents of Canvas Street, leaving them to the mercy of their explosives and the Dead End Hollow.

Fucking money hungry pricks.

The camera pans over to the individual that is representing the residents of Canvas Street and my mouth unconsciously hangs agape. I'd recognize the pinked haired loud mouth anywhere: Nicole Demara of the Cunning Hares.

"What kind of mess did you get yourself into this time, Nicole?" I ask myself as I take a sip of the can of soda in my right hand.

Just as I set the soda can down on the coffee table, I hear my phone vibrate next to me. I reach to grab it, my stomach dropping upon seeing Rain's name in my Knock Knock notifications. I couldn't open it fast enough, however the wave of relief that had been rushing through me is cut short when I am greeted by what appears to be a completely blank message.

"… the hell…?"

Before I can even process what I'm looking at, another message from her comes through; blank just like the previous one. Followed shortly by another. Then another.

Then another.

Knowing Rain's skillset, I take my phone over to my computer desk, plugging my phone into it to inspect the messages. I was expecting to find encrypted messages, but to my surprise, the messages were truly blank. Just as I unplug my phone from the computer, another message comes through, only this time, it's not from Rain. It's from the last person I would ever expect to get a message from:

Phaethon: I need to call you

I scoff as I stare at the message in disbelief. I'm a decent enough Proxy, but Phaethon is legendary. They were one of the first Proxies to master being able to directly sync to their Bangboo to communicate to their agents in the Hollows; although if they saw what I'm running with these days, they'd likely shit themselves. Regardless, I'm friendly with Phaethon. For me, we have a friendly rivalry.

Still, I'm puzzled as to why they want to call me; I need to be cautious, this very well could be a PubSec trap. Unfortunately for me, my curiosity gets the better of me.

Pixel: Go ahead

Immediately after sending the message, Phaethon calls. I accept the call and put the phone to my ear.

"Phaethon, for what do I owe the pleasure?" I ask as I walk over to the sliding glass door to the balcony of my apartment.

"Listen, I need to make this short. I need your help."

I raise an eyebrow at the man's voice on the other end as I open the sliding glass door to step out on my balcony, "… go on."

"You know the Cunning Hares, right? We need you to meet up with them outside the--"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa hold on," I cut him off as I shut the door behind me, "do you have any idea how many Dennies they owe me? I'm not doing jack shit for the Cunning Hares!"

"Pixel please. Phaethon will pay you, now let me finish. We need you to meet up with them outside of a Hollow. Can you do that?"

I fold one of my arms across my chest, using my hand to rest my elbow on as my other hand continues to hold my phone up to my ear, "what's this about?"

"We've been trying to track down a hacker named Rain to decrypt a flash drive for us--"

"Wait a minute! Did you say Rain?! I've been trying to get a hold of her for days, do you know where she is?!" I frantically ask.

"That's what we're trying to figure out. Nicole's been getting these weird blank messages from her."

"I've been getting them, too," I reply, turning around and leaning against the balcony railing, "I tried to see if they were encrypted or something, but they're truly just blank."

"That's what we found out, too. We were able to trace them back to the Ballet Twin Towers."

"The Ballet Twins?" I once again raise an eyebrow, "that's impossible, they were engulfed by the Hollow years ago. She wouldn't be able to send any messages out if she's there."

"That's the thing, the top of one of the towers is coming out of the Hollow because it shrank at some point. We believe she's there."

"So where do I come into this? Isn't Phaethon perfectly capable of handling an operation like this?"

"Normally yes, but currently, PubSec is at my place."

Flashes of red and blue catch my attention from the corner of my right eye and I turn my head to look. I live in one of the apartment buildings just outside of Sixth Street, giving me a clear view of it and I can clearly see several PubSec vehicles in front of the Random Play video store.

"They're there right now?" I ask.

"Yeah… we helped a couple of PubSec officers in a Hollow not too long ago and somehow they were able to trace our Bangboo to our place."

Well, son of a bitch… the owner of Random Play is none other than the legendary Phaethon.

I can't help but let out a short chuckle, "well that was certainly a rookie move, Phaethon."

"Shut it. We should be able to throw off their trail, but we won't be able to meet with Anby and the others outside of the Ballet Twins Hollow in time. Hence, why I'm calling you, Pixel. Can you meet them over there at 9:00pm?"

I look at my watch, it's just past seven, that should be plenty of time to prepare.

"Yeah I can do that. Listen, Phaethon. I'm only doing this because of Rain, got it?" I reply, my voice firm as I stand up straight and walk back into my apartment.

"Thank you, Pixel. Anby has the flash drive we need Rain to decrypt once you find her. I gotta go. We owe you big time."

Before I could even reply, Phaethon ends the call. I slip my phone into the back pocket of my jeans as I reach down to the remote on the coffee table, turning the TV off before setting it back down.

"You sure as hell owe me, Phaethon," I say to myself as I walk into my bathroom.

I stand in front of my bathroom mirror, scrutinizing myself for a moment until I run one of my hands through my short hair. I'm nothing remarkable; brown hair, blue eyes, average height and unfortunately on the overweight side, tactfully hidden by my baggy t-shirt, complete with a faded print of the Starlight Knights. I honestly hate how I look, so I try really hard not to focus too much looking at myself in mirrors.

Knowing I'm going to have a headset strapped to my face for several hours, I lather soap into my hands and rub it onto my face before rinsing it off. I finish my business in the bathroom and walk back out towards my computer. Standing next to my computer is a large form that has a white sheet covering it. Phaethon has their special Bangboo they use to dive into Hollows, I use this.

I pull the sheet off, revealing what's beneath it. This is Pixel and she is an android. Having found her in a Hollow a couple of years ago, I believe she was dumped there by the Marcel Group. With her human appearance, synthetic skin and internal hydraulic fluid that even looks like blood, whoever made her wanted her to look as human as possible. I dressed her in trendy techwear with a neon blue jacket with hot pink accents and dyed her short white hair into a brilliant neon blue. Her eyes are blue as well, however that's hard to see with her eyes being closed.

The only clue to her true identity that I have is the barcode on the back of her neck and beneath that is either a model number or serial number: P1X3L. And that is where my Proxy alias came from. I had used a Bangboo like most other Proxies right up until I found Pixel and after Rain helped me program her to assist me in diving into Hollows, I took up the name of Pixel and never looked back. As far as anyone is concerned, this is Pixel, not my sad excuse of a human husk. Although, now that I think about it, I don't even remember what I was going by before I started going by Pixel; must not have been that cool if I can't remember it.

In addition to Pixel's hyper realistic features, both her arms are equipped with mantis blades. She's loaded to the brim with sensors and data regarding most of the nearby Hollows, although the data I have on the Ballet Twins Hollow is severely out of date; not a lot of Proxies go there. This will give me an excuse to collect updated Carrot data. Strapped to her thighs are two Ether pistols for when I can't use the mantis blades.

Placing my hand onto her shoulder, I give it a gentle squeeze, "ready to get to work, Pixel?"

I sit down in front of my computer, booting up my HDD system. I grab a series of wires with nodes on the end that I then proceed to stick all on my forehead, temples and behind my ears; these are neutral transmitters that I use to control Pixel remotely. I then grab my headset along with my headphones, putting them on.

Pixel is activated by my voice, so I say the command loud and clear, "Pixel, engage."

The headset on my face whirls to life, going through it's start up sequence before the words "Welcome back, Pixel" come onto the screen. Pixel opens her eyes and I can see the inside of my apartment through her eyes, including me sitting at my desk. Seeing myself used to really freak me out, but I've gotten used to it. I also used to get really motion sick when controlling Pixel, but thankfully that's no longer a problem.

I take a couple of steps forward, lifting my harms and flexing my hands, making sure my synchronization with Pixel is completed before I really start moving around. Once I'm confident I'm synced up, I ball my fists, grinning.

"Let's Rock!" Pixel and I exclaim in unison.

"UgggggghhhhhaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Billy cries out, throwing his hands into the air, "Anby, where's the Manager?! Didn't Nicole say he'd be here by now?!"

Anby glances down at the clock on her phone before looking back up at Billy, "yeah. It's not like him to make us wait like this."

Did something happen? Anby thinks while pacing back and forth.

Nekomata seems completely unbothered by the situation as she's currently grooming her cat ears, her two tails twirling absentmindedly. Anby lets out a deep sigh and continues to pace. She surely hoped that nothing happened to Wise; recently a soft spot had begun to form for him, their mutual passion for movies often bringing them together. His sister, Belle, is equally as nice; always full of energy and positivity. Her thoughts are suddenly interrupted by the sound of someone's voice, a female voice.

"Hey, sorry I'm late!"

Anby turns around, unable to hide her shock upon seeing Pixel approach them, her asymmetrical neon blue hair and unique clothes unmistakable. Didn't the Cunning Hares owe her an exorbitant amount of money?

"Don't worry, Phaethon is covering your fee this time around," Pixel says, seemingly reading Anby's mind.

"PIXEL!" Billy shouts, running over and wrapping his arms around her, "It's good to see you but… where's the manag--"

Anby quickly shoots Billy a glare.

Realizing his slip up he corrects himself, "I mean Phaethon, are they alright?"

Prying herself from Billy's grasp, Pixel brushes herself off before answering, "Phaethon should be fine. They found themselves in the crosshairs of PubSec so they sent me over in their stead."

A lump forms in Anby's throat at the mention of PubSec, but she recomposes herself, "we appreciate you coming, Pixel, even if Phaethon is paying you."

Pixel gives Anby a nod before walking towards the railing overlooking the Ballet Twins Hollow placing her hands onto the railing and leaning forward, "so, what's the situation?"

"We're looking for a hacker named Rain inside the Hollow. We believe she's in there somewhere. Most likely on the piece of the roof sticking out of the Hollow," Anby explains, gesturing towards the Hollow.

Pixel nods in acknowledgement, "I have a personal stake in this as well. Rain is my best friend. Do you have any Carrot data on the Hollow?"

"No. The one we have is severely out of date," Anby replies as she stands next to Pixel, crossing her arms.

"Same here… we'll make due. It's better than nothing; I can try to record new data while we're in there."

Pixel pushes herself away from the railing, turning around and putting her hands on her hips. Her gaze shifts to Nekomata, raising an eyebrow.

"Who's she?" Pixel asks, her gaze scrutinizing.

Nekomata stands at attention but approaches Pixel cautiously, "Nyah! I'm the newest member of the Cunning Hares. The name's Nekomiya Mana, but you can call me Nekomata!"

"Nice to meet you, I'm Pixel," Pixel replies before turning back around to gaze up at the Hollow, "now that introductions are out of the way. let's get this show on the road, shall we?"

I never envy the Agents that risk their lives in the Hollows. Even through Pixel's android body, I can feel the pressure of the Ether inside the Hollow. Just as we enter the Ballet Twins Hollow, I bring my right hand up and press a hidden button that's behind my ear, engaging my holographic glasses. They tell me a wide range of information; including etheric levels, heat signatures and Carrot data for the Hollow I'm in.

"So… where is your Bangboo? I've never heard of a Proxy entering the Hollow themselves," Nekomata asks me as she bounces to my side.

"These glasses are my Bangboo," I reply, the lie coming out smoothly has it has so many times in the past, "I reverse engineered them from bangboo technology."

That part isn't entirely a lie. When I found Pixel in Hollow Zero, it was Rain that helped me equip her with Bangboo technology so that I could use her to dive into Hollows. In truth, there wasn't a lot of work that had to be done; most of it was programming the glasses. Pixel was already corruption resistant and had a ton of Carrot data in her system. Pixel remains a huge mystery. With a few keystrokes at my H.D.D. back at the apartment, I begin recording new Carrot data.

"Do you think the rumor about the Ballet Twins is true?" Nekomata asks, moving in front of me and walking backwards.

My gaze shifts up to her, "what rumor?"

"That this place is haunted."

"Don't be ridiculous," I immediately rebut, walking around her to follow behind Anby and Billy, "there's no such thing as ghosts."

"Aww come on, meow! You have to admit it's a really interesting rumor!"

In that moment, one of my sensors goes off for a split second: an unknown heat signature coming from behind us. I stop in my tracks, turning around. Nekomata dramatically skids to a stop upon seeing me stop and turn around. She follows my gaze before darting and cowering behind me.

"What is it?!" she whimpers.

I don't see anyone and my sensors aren't picking up any other heat signatures. Despite this, I feel the hairs on the back of my neck and arms stand on end, suddenly very thankful that Pixel can't portray that. Anby and Billy quickly join our side, looking around.

"I don't want to alarm you all," I begin before turning on my heel and continuing forward, "but we're not alone."

"Is it a person or an Ethereal?" Anby asks, walking beside me with her sword at the ready.

"Hard to say, whatever it is tripped my sensor for only a second. Still, we need to stay alert."

We make our way through the Ballet Twins building, taking out an Ethereal or two along the way. That random heat signature from earlier is still fresh in my mind, making me uneasy. I can tell it's making the others uneasy, too. Eventually we come upon a large room, our steps echoing the expansive space.

"Does anyone else find it odd that we haven't run into that many Ethereals? You'd think a place where the Carrot data is so out of date would be crawling with them." I ask, stopping in the center of the room.

"I was thinking the same," Anby replies as she stops and addresses me.

Billy and Nekomata stop and turn to me as well. Billy scratches the top of his head and glances around while Nekomata takes a moment to groom her hair. I'm startled when one of my sensors goes off again; another heat signature. Same as before, it only popped up for a moment. I glance around myself, but I don't see anyone.

"We're being watched. Stay sharp guys," I say, rolling up the sleeves on my jacket.

Billy, Anby and Nekomata nod at me in unison, all of them taking out their weapons and looking around the room. A flash of movement catches my right eye and I immediately turn to it, deploying the mantis blades in my arms.

"We've got company! Ethereals!" I shout, charging at the Ethereal, leaping into the air and coming down onto them; one of my mantis blades coming down and piercing its core.

Despite my annoyance about the Cunning Hares not paying what they owe me, we fight together in perfect harmony; even with their newest member, Nekomata. We make very short work of the Ethereals, rendering the large room silent once more.

"That presence you felt before…" Billy begins, turning back to look at me, the anxiety in his voice heightening, "that was the Ethereals, right?!"

I shake my head as I approach them, "I'm not sure, something doesn't feel right. Don't let your guard down."

Standing in front of me, Nekomata looks down at both of my arms, the mantis blades still deployed, "are your arms fake?!"

"They're prosthetics, yes. I lost them in a Hollow years ago," I reply, another lie rolling easily off my tongue.

"Neat!" she says as she once again starts to groom her hair and her ears.

A flash of light from behind Nekomata catches my attention and I quickly realize something is hurtling towards her.

"Nekomata look out!" I shout, shoving her aside and bringing my right arm up to deflect whatever it was that was flying at us with my mantis blade.

A large spear-like weapon makes contact with my blade, however there is so much force behind the weapon, as I move my arm to deflect it, the various components of my mantis blade immediately shatter. The weapon spins in the air, impaling itself into the ground behind us. My arm sparks and makes whirling sounds as I try to move it.

"Shit!" I curse to myself as I look down at my busted arm, dark red hydraulic fluid dripping from it.

"It's a giant pair of scissors," Anby points out, pulling her sword out and taking up a defensive stance.

A loud clanging noise begins to reverberate through the large room, causing my breath to hitch. Anby and I spin around, my left arm returning to its normal state as I pull out one of my Ether pistols, pointing it at the source of the sound; a set of stairs leading into the darkness. As Billy and Nekomata cower behind us, I see someone come out from the darkness, stopping at the top of the stairs. From where we stand, I can tell he's a Thiren, admittedly a handsome one; his large bushy white tail swinging behind him. He's wearing a vest with a white shirt rolled up at his elbows, black dress pants, fingerless gloves and a mask that covers one of his eyes, his other exposed eye seemingly glowing a bright crimson in the darkness. What really catches my attention are his powerful looking mechanical legs. This is not someone to mess with.

"A wolf Thiren?" Nekomata whispers from behind me.

I tighten my grip on my pistol narrowing my eyes at him.

"You're all quite skilled. It's no surprise you were able to get through the building unhindered. However, I must ask you to leave. This is private property."

"Who are you?" I ask, my stance unwavering despite his smooth voice giving me chills.

"You are not in any position to ask such questions. I'll give you thirty seconds to explain your presence here before I--"

"WAAAAHHHH OH NO!" a female voice cries out before the sound of something crashing is heard.

A circular saw blade rolls out from the darkness behind the wolf Thiren, rolling down the stairs. All of us watch as the saw blade rolls before tipping over in front of us. There's a moment of awkward silence before our attention is back on the wolf Thiren.

He clears his throat before continuing, "in summery, the Ballet Twins are not open to the public and--"

More crashing sounds cut him off again, causing one of his erect ears to twitch towards the direction of the sound. He closes his eye and groans as a young girl steps out from the darkness, holding what appears to be a staff in her hands. Her green hair is in pigtails and she's wearing a maid outfit.

"How many times do I have to stress that the floors and one's weapon are to be kept in pristine condition," he growls, looking over at the young girl.

"I'm sorry Mr. Lycaon, I'm so sorry!" the girl whimpers, giving the Thiren and apologetic bow.

Lycaon… why have I not heard of him? I think to myself; I make a mental note to look him up later.

"Ugh… I'm so tired…" I hear another female voice from behind the Thiren.

"Ellen," he snaps, turning his head slightly to the left, "some professionalism, please!"

"Okay, okay…" she says as she walks up to his side; she's a shark Thiren with black hair with touches of red, also wearing a maid outfit; the giant scissors must be hers.

"Wait a second…" Nekomata suddenly says, stepping out from behind me and looking at the green haired girl, "Corin? Is that you?!"

"Nekomata! Anby! Billy! It's so good to see you!"

"Do you know them, Corin?" Lycaon asks.

"I don't know the blue haired lady, but I know the other three! They're the ones that saved me from the Hollow that I told you about!"

"This blue haired lady is our Proxy, her name is Pixel!" Nekomata exclaims as she gently places her hands onto my arm that's pointing my pistol, "it's ok, they're friends!"

I glance over at her, furrowing my brows before hesitantly lowering my weapon and putting it back into its holster.

"The Proxy that enters the Hollows herself. Your reputation proceeds you, Master Proxy," Lycaon says, his crimson gaze locked onto me; causing my heart to race.

He knows me? I swallow hard.

His gaze shifts from me to just behind me, "Rina, you may stand down."

My gaze follows his and I turn around slightly to be met with a woman that's floating in the air with long dirty blonde hair. Unsurprisingly, she's also wearing a maid outfit. She's accompanied by two floating Bangboos.

"Holy shit!" I cry out as I jump away from her.

She giggles, floating away from me, "your powers of perception are impressive, Master Proxy, you almost saw me!"

"She means you weren't even close!" one of the floating Bangboos follows up before both laugh wildly as they follow behind the woman who is now floating towards Lycaon and the others.

"Since you're not trespassers, that makes things easier," Lycaon says, descending the stairs, "allow me to introduce ourselves."

Rina joins them and they all stand at attention, facing us. Even through my headset, I can feel the immense regal aura coming from them. Lycaon clears his throat once more.

"We are Victoria Housekeeping."

Part 2

[dreamyblossommwrites]

Hi! I was wondering I can request denki kaminari dating a magical girl!reader who’s in the same class as him and like the dynamic is just readers the knight in shining armor and Denkis the princess 😭(also if it’s ok can it be dating hc’s?🫶🫶🫶)

Yeah ofc!!! Im not sure if I understand ur request correctly so feel free to send another one (when requests are open) if u wanted something else!!! :3

ꕥ Okay so, when I first read this request I thought about the "My girl can wear whathever she wants beacuse SHE can fight" 😭😭

ꕥ Especially if you are the 'brave knight' leading your relationship.

ꕥ Also the dynamic of reader being the knight is so interesting like??? He would love this sm omfg.

ꕥ I dont know if you understand the knight x princess thing the same way I do but I see it like: Denki having this fat FAT crush on you but not doing anything about it beacuse well, hes just some dude with electricity quirk, then theres you liking him too, noticing all those small details about him, noticing HIM, and just simply walking up to him, watching that pink blush appear on his face while youre trying to chat <33

ꕥ Im 98% sure he would NOT start hitting on you cuz how can someone so good be interested in him??? Well surprise <333

ꕥ But after you start dating...

ꕥ Sike nothing has changed, hes still all blushy and stuff 😭😭

ꕥ Hes just so WHIPED for you omg. I know I said it before but he would just talk about his partner all the time, no matter what the conversation was about, he always manages to weave in some compliment about you into the convo <33

ꕥ Hes just talking and talking and talking and talking about you 😭 Youre so good to him, he loves you so much, youre the smartest person alive, the best future hero, youre not scared of anything!

ꕥ Doesnt matter if youre actually are all those things, to him youre the best person alive and thats FINAL.

ꕥ And if someone says ANYTHING bad about you... may lord help them beacuse they will need to listen to the whole list of why his right about you and trust me its LONG.

ꕥ Also you're probably smarter than him (its not hard tbh 😭 our dumb baby) and he just loves when you explain school stuff to him

ꕥ Like, he gets to hang out with you AND learn for the exam? Hell yeah!

ꕥ not lets talk about the hero stuff!!! From what I understand from the request, youre quirk has to do something with magic??? Idk Im kinda dumb so lets stick to it 😇

ꕥ It doesnt matter if youre some kind of witch, telekinesis user or literally any other form of magic. HES. SO. PROUD. of you 😭

ꕥ Complements your hero outfit everytime he sees you in it, silently praying to himself that today's classes would be held in pairs so he cam admire you a bit more

ꕥ I dont want to make him look too dumb but... He loves when you tell him what to do in training.

ꕥ Imagine him catching a villain on his first patrol with you, tying them up while talking about how glad he is that your plan worked, how happy he is you guys work so good together

ꕥ then after a long day of work hes taking you to his dorm, sits you on his bed, turns on some movie and then lets you put some face masks on him while gossiping (his fav part of the day tbh 😭)

ꕥ You are the only person who can use him as a charger without any complaints BUT ONLY when youre doing the face masks (lie, you can use him whenever you like, he will only to pretend he doesnt like it)

Im sorry its so bad and short and stuff but the first version of this just didnt save in my draft for some reason and by the time I started writing this again I was FLOODED with schoolwork <\333 ALSO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT BUT AGAIN, SCHOOL <\3333 I didnt read it again after writing so sorry for any errors 😛😛😛😛

[educating-bimbos]

The Pinned Post 2

new pinned post because tumblr hid my old one from my view so I can't see, edit it, or reblog it to add an addendum. I only have a few things to add, so I am just going to copy and paste it.

Who is Educating Bimbos?

My name is Nicolette. I am a technical artist, musician, and an outdoorsy type of gal. I enjoy the finer things in life, and I fancy myself a traditional woman and a bimbo. I don't really enjoy mindlessly obsessing over labels, but if it helps people gauge where my brain is at, I am pro-patriarchy, in favor of traditional gender roles and dynamics, an ex-feminist, and before all else a believer in one's ability to exercise personal freedoms. My beliefs, mannerisms, and presentation attract the ire of feminists, born-again-religious types, and any number of anti-fun douchebags. At the end of the day, just remember that behind this silly blog is a silly person.

What is Educating Bimbos?

It is a blog and small community of bimbos looking to learn more about and express a traditional lifestyle. It is also about people who may not be familiar with or comfortable around things like BDSM get a nice and soft introduction to it without being exposed immediately to the idea of how people can enjoy things in a pseudo-sexual context. At the end of the day, it is a blog and community where I and other like-minded people can express silly ideas without the fear of being lambasted by people seeking to harm others.

Where is Educating Bimbos?

Educating Bimbos can be found in one of these two places.

Why is Educating Bimbos?

Well for a while I was annoyed by the lack of communities that focused on a kind of "hyper-feminine" aesthetic while also promoting more traditional ideas. There was also the issue of communities that have tried this before of devolving into bigoted and abusive communities that would do everything under the sun to create an insular and ToS breaking community. I spoke with a friend of mine who runs a similar community a while ago and she inspired me to give this a shot. Now - close to 3 years later - I have a steadily growing community that pulls from all corners of ideology, cultural, ethnic, and interest level and the discord has been almost completely drama-free in its whole existence.

When is Educating Bimbos?

I am alive and doing silly stuff all day, every day. Except when it is nap time in which case I will be in the realm of dreams.

What's an ex-lesbian and why do you call yourself that?

For a number of very personal reasons, I have decided to call myself an ex-lesbian. I did this of my own volition, and I was not pressured into doing so. For a long time, I had thought of myself as a lesbian, mostly because of socialization and how all the girls around me were so might as well follow suit. I experienced a number of harmful and traumatic events when I considered myself a lesbian and it effected how I view myself. After a while and talking to some friends who I trust dearly, I came to the realization that I am not a lesbian and that it really isn't a thing I identify with the same way others do. I am still trying to come to grips with that given I only relatively recently had that realization. I also feel that people use that term in bad faith to harm people and to push bad narratives and ideas so I thought "hey might as well try and take back what should be an innocuous phrase."

In short, I think an ex-lesbian is just a way of identifying one's sexuality similar to asexuality or demisexuality. It is not that I am one sexuality or another, it's that my sexuality is defined by my experience and coming of age.

I have had a number of people confront me about this, talk to me about it in sincere curiosity, and even attack me. I welcome anyone who is curious or has a genuine contention to come to me in DMs, I am not a mean person, and I will love to talk honestly and respectfully. I find that disagreement is not grounds to discredit or avoid befriending people, I hope you can do the same.

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If you find that these questions are unsatisfactory in any regard, or you wish to try your hand at doing what I do, follow these two links!

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[komouri-official]

predictions for drdt ch 3

Drdt spoilers‼️‼️‼️

I know this is gonna sound crazy BUT LISTEN LISTEN OKAY DON'T LEAVE YET

I think Arturo and Eden will become friends STAY WITH ME

THINK ABOUT IT. Eden is DEFINITELY the most kind, trusting, and forgiving character within the cast. Even if she is deathly afraid of Arturo, I think she'd be willing to give him a second chance.

My theory is that at some point, Arturo is gonna look at Eden do something nice or say a certain sentence and he's gonna go "damn that kinda reminds me of Felicity ngl" or SOMETHING like that. Maybe not exactly her reminding him or Felicity but maybe him just being like "huh maybe she didn't really deserve to be threatened like that uhh--" Also I really like the idea of the shortest+sweetest character and the tallest+meanest character dynamic.

He wouldn't apologize for threatening her bc it's Arturo duh. But I think in some aspects Arturo wouldn't legitimately want to hurt her. Now if they did end up having some sort of positive relationship, Arturo would definitely want to keep it secret. Because Arturo having friends??? No one can know about that 🙄🙄 he'd probably wanna keep his asshat reputation. I wouldn't be surprised if anything like this didn't happen but I think it'd be nice. Eden can change him chat give her a chance/j

Onto my next prediction

J and Arturo beef

you cannot tell me that after the trial J isn't going to bring up Arturo's sister to get him off her back. He directly said "Shut your damned mouth" right to her which makes me think A LITTLE BIT that he may not like her as much as before.

I think they'll have arguments throughout chapter 3, as well as J shit talking him behind his back, saying things like "I think he's just jealous my sibling is alive" etc.

I think it would be SO funny for Arturo to go from "OMG you're so cool chat ur literally so pretty be feminine" to "I FUCKING HATE YOU DIE"

Anyway bye

[welaughjustalittletooloud]

Because I was going crazy trying to find specific scenes and I figured other people might be too I did a rewatch and grabbed timestamps for every scene that features Shirley or Knox at all.

Full list under the cut:

Season 1

Episode 2

6:44 Holston Cleaning 11:40

18:38 Cooper Shadow Party 20:00

Episode 3

6:50 Late Awakening 8:06

8:50 Generator Problem P1/Telling Off 11:08

21:34 Generator Problem P2/ Mayor Visit 24:36

25:32 Before the Offer 26:11

28:07 Waiting Respectfully/Reaction 29:17

30:42 The Fix Proposal 32:01

33:04 The Fix Diagram and Plan 35:22

35:40 Generator Fix P1 42:16

45:08 Generator Fix P2 55:33

1:00:02 Goodbye 1:00:46

Episode 4

30:16 Flashback with Knox and Shirley 31:36

Episode 8

32:10 Have you seen Jules 32:30

42:10 Jules wants to go out/Knox always said they'd punish mechanical for the rebellion 42:52

Episode 10

12:30 Knox turns Jules in 13:45

15:20 Pity Party/He had a Choice 16:37

28:26 Take the whole box for luck 29:24

35:22 Jules Doesn't Clean 44:26

Season 2

Episode 1

21:45 Sorting Room 22:52

23:58 Shirley Whirley Toy 24:52

28:00 Toy & Make Up 28:58

36:47 Shirley brings Jules to the digger 37:18

Episode 2

5:12 Down Deep Reaction 8:00

12:30 She could be alive 13:50

15:35 Forge Asks 17:08

22:50 IT Tape is shit 23:30

28:44 They're lying 30:44

38:26 You don't know shit girl 41:30

Episode 3

7:58 Reaction to Teddy being taken 8:45

27:14 I asked you to watch Shirley 27:42

34:50 Stand Off At The Station/Coop's Last Breath 37:44

39:14 Mourning together/I want to know the truth just as bad as you 42:06

Episode 4

4:14 What do we want (besides each other) The Truth 6:44

13:28 4 not 5 Album Cover 14:22

21:24 Garden Couple Talks 24:39

48:08 Mob in the way/Framed for murder 53:08

55:08 Running 55:55

Episode 5

2:18 Huddle Up 2:46

7:05 Porter Station 7:57

10:57 A Bad Calvin Plan 11:58

12:50 Group Parting Ways 13:22

25:42 My husband and I/Stairs Beating 27:07

28:11 Janitorial Hideout P1 29:29

30:24 Janitorial Hideout P2 Soft Talk 32:10

34:48 Gotta Go Home Sometime/Trust Me 35:13

42:14 New Deal/Plan 43:16

45:30 Leap of Faith 47:04

Episode 6

3:00 Tending Wounds Snark 3:52

3:52 Forge Visit 4:49

4:49 Cafeteria Poison 5:25

9:26 Food Shortage 12:10

13:26 Barricade 120 Plan 13:54

19:38 Situation at the Barricade 20:00

24:33 Winch drilled to the stairs 25:04

31:27 Getting In Position/Pinch Them/Up 10 Floors 33:50

35:45 Toast Kiss Kiss Kiss/Billings wants a full murder investigation 38:13

Episode 7

3:03 Rocket Preparation 4:05

4:40 Rocket Plan 4:57

7:16 Launch the Rocket/Turn Off The Power 9:07

13:12 We needed to send a message 13:57

24:44 I didn't kiss you/A plot to kill you 25:29

33:54 Jail Cell Snark Flirting/Communication Breakdown 36:10

38:12 Lorelai is an asshole but not a listener 38:48

39:55 Dispersing the Cafeteria Mob 42:20

Episode 8

6:16 Adding Cooper To The Wall/Breakfast Chat with Billings 9:19

11:54 Medical Supply Opp Planning at Walks 13:25

15:15 Walk is going to the pump on 90 16:03

45:15 There's gotta be someone down here, a snitch 47:15

Episode 9

16:05 Billings is on board 18:00

22:26 Walk can't leave her workshop again 24:08

34:58 Shirley meets Lukas 35:51

35:51 I know who betrayed us 36:42

46:12 Shirley brings Lukas to the digger 48:42

48:42 The traitor is Teddy's mom 50:155

54:02 What happened to Jules 56:22

Episode 10

2:22 Telling Pete Juliette may be alive 3:48

8:06 The Fake Plan 10:15

14:40 You With Me? Always 15:20

16:16 Walk Up to Mids Cafeteria Jail 16:30

18:26 Holding Penn 19:38

20:22 Back with McLain/Fake Shock 21:36

25:52 Waiting in a jail cell 26:16

28:04 Whole different conversation/We got your message 28:40

32:23 Marching Up to IT 32:42

40:34 IT is Ours/Let's go out 41:12

47:22 Final Fight/Juliette Lives 50:07

[lemontreefantasy]

Sails and Anchors pt. 4 (FINAL)

pairing: captain!hongjoong x barmaid!reader

genre: smut

wc: 3k

warnings: fighting, a chase scene, sexy scenes

Part 4 - Raise the Anchor

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Hongjoong’s last words echoed throughout your mind for weeks. It was no surprise that after the commotion he caused he disappeared, yet again. You hadn’t heard from seonghwa since then and you dare not reach out to him either. Keeping a low profile was now your main priority but you wondered why seonghwa hadn’t visited you if he was so concerned about your well-being. 

A busying pace lasted for as long as you could remember at the bar, not that you were complaining but there was almost no time for you to rekindle your connection with the woman who told you about your sudden inheritance. You decided to take some time off from the bar to pay the city a visit.

~

“Come sit, darling,” she ushers you to sit.

“My apologies for not visiting you earlier,” you mention.

“Nonsense, I know you are a busy woman. Let us get to the specifics now, shall we?” she says walking into the room with a large tray with a full pot of tea and two small teacups.

“I’m going to be very blunt with you. Your father was very loved by the city. His charity, successful investments and other great feats were building blocks of his career. But as there are persons who love, so are there the ones with jealousy and envy in their hearts. I’m warning you, there will be many persons who will try to come into your life now that he has passed because you are now the sole inheritor of his wealth. Do with that statement what you please, but don’t say I didn’t mention this to you earlier.”

Her stern chat with you had you pensive for the journey back home. It was no secret that your father had assets and a great investment portfolio but you never grew up eating on a silver platter. You had somewhat of a normal life. You started thinking about everyone you had met since the passing of your father.

Were they being nice to me only because of who my father was? 

What do they even think they would get from me?

Many thoughts spiraled through your mind. 

That was until you saw seonghwa... patrolling the city, walking in your direction. 

Suddenly, a hand is plastered over your mouth and you’re pulled into a dark alley way. A mysterious man with the wide-brimmed hat, similar to that of your old lovers’, manages to enter your line of sight. But you realize gaze that now holds you is far from familiar.

He shushes you as he pulls you further into the darkness to conceal the both of you.

“Time’s running out boss… have you decided yet?”

“Give me a few more days. She’s more valuable to us alive.”

You notice the two figures pass by and to your surprise, you couldn’t believe your eyes. Seonghwa and one of his comrades walk past the both of you, failing to recognize your presence in the alley. Confused and scared, you had no idea what to process first. The fact that you made sweet love to Seonghwa and now he is possibly plotting to kill you or that an absolute stranger is holding you against your will in a very suspicious location.

He waits for Seonghwa and the other man to walk a fair distance from you both before asking you a question, “If I let you go, will you promise not to scream or run? I need to speak to you urgently,” Nodding your head furiously, he gently releases his grasp on you and you slowly turn around to face the unidentified man.

“My name is Jongho. I work for Hongjoong. He sent me here to protect you. I must get you back home before I explain anymore details. Please, trust me. We have no time to waste.”

As if you had any say in the matter, you were back home in your study with Jongho. He explained to you that it was to dangerous for Hongjoong himself to explain the mischief that has been going on in the city. Seonghwa was a rogue military assassin. He had been doing undercover jobs and many instances of racketeering. He told you about how the old government had hired Seonghwa to infiltrate the lives of prominent businessmen in order to swindle funds from them. You so happened to be one of his targets. He never wanted you, he only wanted to get his hands on your inheritance to keep the corrupt old governors happy while filling his pocket. It was a crude story of scheming alliances that was way too technical for you to understand but the main concern to you was that Seonghwa was after you. You had no idea how, when or what plan he was devising but you were in grave danger.

~

After a busy night at the tavern, you soothe your aching muscles from behind the counter as you watch your barmaids tidy up for the night. Putting the glasses on the shelves, arranging stools and tables and packing away liquor bottles, you have a seat and meditate on the day as the roars of drunken men have subsided. 

Eventually you bid farewell to your workers and return to your study upstairs. As you close the door behind you, a familiar scent hits your nose and suddenly, your pores raise as you recognize its origin. 

Seonghwa’s cologne. 

“Hello darling...”

You slowly turn around, trying your best to hide the fear on your face. You could cut the tension in the room with a dull butter knife.

“Seonghwa... what are you doing here?” you ask hesitantly.

“Just paying you a late night visit. That’s all. How have you been doing?” he asks, slowly walking toward you.

“F-fine, I’m fine,” you stammered out to him.

How the hell did he even get in here? Was he waiting in your room all night long?

It was like an alarm went off in your brain. Flight or fight responses kicking in. You knew this man was going to hurt you. You knew he wanted you hold you captive and there was no one around to help you. All those times that Seonghwa spent with you as a lie. A scheming plot to get hold of money. You had to escape, but how? You couldn’t run downstairs, you had no weapon up your skirt. 

What the hell am I going to do?

You lunge at Seonghwa and he draws his knife but you knee him in the groin. As he clutches his nether region, you run towards your bedroom window and jump. Adrenaline pumping, you dress linens dancing in the wind of your descent were luckily spotted by Jongho who was ironically on his way to visit you. You could thank your lucky stars when you feel his hands around you as you both find yourselves laid on the stony pathway. You grab Jongho’s hands with haste as you stand up, dragging him away from your tavern. 

“We need to hide!”

The both of you scuffle to a dark alley way, similar to that of one which you had both met previously.

“It’s Seonghwa,” you whisper, “he was in my study... he- he tried to kill me,” you whisper as you try to catch your breath.

“We should leave.” 

“What do you mean leave?” 

“You need to leave this place. It’s not safe for you here anymore,” Jongho insists.

“I can’t leave?! What about my business? What about my workers?” 

“You can’t have a business if you’re dead.”

He grabs you by the hand and leads you through the burrows of the outskirts of the city. He covers your head so as to not expose your identity to any of Seonghwa’s men who may be lurking. Eventually you both arrive at the very end of the dock. It’s lonely and dark, with the only light source coming from a decent-sized ship in front of you and the moonlight. As if your arrival was expected, the men on the ship immediately start assembling the gangway for you and Jongho.

“Stop right there! You filthy bastard pirates stop right there!!” 

Men.

Seonghwa’s men to be specific, were now emerging from the darkness. 

You were being followed. 

You and Jongho scramble onto the steps as the crewmen yanked you over and removed the gangway. Jongho sheltered your head and hurried you into the cabin. Clicking noises fade in the distance as the crewmen load their guns and booming shots fill the air. 

“RAISE THE ANCHOR!” you hear someone yell.

With his hand on your covered head, Jongho shields you to a storage room in the ship and hides you in an old wooden cupboard. Desperate and afraid, you could do nothing but sit and listen to the gunshots and commands being belted out.

Meanwhile, the deck was chaotic. Rogue officers began climbing the ship just to get aboard only to unfortunately be shot down by the crewmen who were dressed more like militants than pirates. Those who were successful in scaling the large wooden ship were given a fatal beating. But they were good at what they did, and not a single man was able to get to you. It was safe to say that the mission put together by Seonghwa and his men was indeed a great failure.

Thirty minutes later, you feel the ship begin to sway and almost causes you to tumble out of the cupboard. With your brows covered in cold sweat and butterflies multiplying in your belly, you decide to risk your exit as the sound of blasting gunshots had ceased.

You grabbed a rusty kitchen knife and slightly cracked the door open only to see Jongho again, in transit to see you and inform you that the captain was waiting to see you.

The captain…

You cautiously followed Jongho upstairs the to captain’s quarters, where he excused himself and ushered you to enter the wooden door.

And there he was, standing, looking out of the small window in his room as his ship now sailed away from that forbidden city. He turned around and walked up to you with a deadly slow pace. Upon reaching your body, he raised a hand to cup your face making you look him in eyes.

“My sweet girl. I finally have you here with me,” he whispered while softly caressing your cheek.

You remain silent. His gentle touch brought back violent memories of his abandonment. The same touch you yearned for for years, now left a bad taste on your tongue.

“Why did you do all this?” you ask, avoiding his gaze. “The spies, the chaos. Why couldn’t you just leave me be.”

“You know why” he responds, “I told you about him. I always knew the kind of man he was. How could I leave you in that place knowing that his sick mind was plotting against you.”

“So how much of it do you want…”

“I’m not sure of what you’re asking me, darling.”

“How much of it do you want... You wouldn’t have saved me if it meant that some sort of compensation was offered.”

Hongjoong chuckles and slowly steps back.

“You do know that I do not love you any less than the day that I first met you, right? It was my fault for leaving, I acknowledge that. But it didn’t make me care about you any less. On my voyages, all I could think about was your smile, our conversations, laughing at all our silly jokes… I- I had never felt such attachment to anyone or anything in my life before I met you,: he says holding his gaze at the floor.

“The odds just didn’t seem to work in my favor whenever I was in that cursed city. I had to be discreet and you know that. I couldn’t show my face on Seonghwa’s ground, else I’d be in big trouble. That’s where Jongho came in. I knew he was capable enough to keep you safe in case something like this were to happen. Luckily enough, we were docked here when this whole scenario took place, or else... you might not have been here with us right now.”

You lean onto an old wooden wardrobe in the room and eagerly listen to his explanation. The fear and anger slowly dissipated from your mind.

“I know I’ve done some questionable things in the past... things that I will never expect you to forgive me for. But this... this is all I ever wanted for you, for us. Just being here with you, the one thing that we couldn’t do for years.

If you choose to never love me again, I knew that the least I could do was protect you from people like Seonghwa.

As for your question, I’ve seen many places in my lifetime. I’ve experienced many things and encountered wealth beyond my understanding. And despite all those things, I still longed for you beside me. Your love was priceless compared to all those things.“

Hongjoong walks towards you and wraps an arm around your waist with his hand on your cheek once more, holding you mere inches away from his face.

“Stay with me, please. As long as I live, I will protect you.”

As the gap between your faces close, you feel his lips press against yours and the grip on your waist tighten so much as if he was preventing you from running away. Memories flash in your mind from the first time you kissed him. It felt like you were finally home.

Deepening the kiss, a slow and careful tread to his bed ensued. He pinned you down gently but his grip was strong. Taling your wrists in his hands, his head dipped into the crook of your neck to leave a trail of dark red bruises along your exposed skin.

Your breathing heightened as you grabbed onto his silky white shirt for support. Slowly, you felt your dress being pulled lower, to reveal your breasts. It had been indeed a while since you were exposed to anyone, especially like this. But you couldn’t hide due to your restraints. You felt a warm sensation engulf your nipples and Hongjoong groaned against your chest upon hearing your noises caused by his minstrations.

“H-hongjoong…”

“Mmmmm- yes my dear?”

“I need you. I-I need you now… please. I can’t take it anymore.”

“Tell me exactly what you want, princess,” he whispers in your ear.

“I need you inside me, please. I miss having your cock inside me.”

Like a moth to a flame, no extra thought was spared. He immediately ripped your flimsy dress off of you and planted kisses down your torso. Very soon, his hands leave your wrists and begin parting your legs wide open, giving him a full view. You could see his bulge practically bursting from his trousers’ seams.

You feel his hands drape down the sides of your legs until you feel him play the hem of your lace panties.

“May I…?”

“Yes, please dear God.”

You watched as he slowly pulled the white fabric from your legs, now suspended in the air.

Lowering his head, you feel his tongue swipe across the one place you need it the most, causing your body to jolt as you let out a needy shriek. Your hands reach down to grip his soft locks, pushing him into you even deeper. You feel his slick muscle enter you with his thumb lightly massaging your sensitive bud. Pure ecstasy flooded your mind as you felt fingers reach up to play with your breasts.

“C-coming, i’m coming,”

Pulling himself away, he trailed kisses back up to your neck. For sure you would have to hide a few marks tomorrow morning.

You feel his naked member brush along your folds signaling his readiness.

“I need you. Give it to me,” you pleaded with Hongjoong, arms wrapped around his neck.

Slowly you feel him breach your walls, a pain so sweet now filling you up. Oh how you missed this feeling, how you craved it. He knew how badly you needed it. Climbing over you, Hongjoong tilted his pelvis and quickened his pace. A pace so rapid, that your pleasure was too abundant to hear the squeaking bedframe. What you do hear is hongjoong’s heavy groans as he buried his head in the crook of your neck as he slammed into your weeping cunt.

Soon you feel him hit the sweet spot inside of you and your climax was fast approaching. With a few more strokes you whimpered as you contracted around his cock, desperately gripping onto hongjoong’s back.

“Cum for me, darling,” he demands with his face right above yours, eyes piercing into your soul.

“I love you…” you whisper.

“I love you too baby.”

Noises of desperation left your mouth as you reached your high. Hongjoong took the initiative to sit up and hold your legs spread as he watched your body recoil from his thrusts.

“Almost there baby-”

A few seconds later you feel a warm sensation fill you up and the weight of you lover now heavy on top of you. With the both of you exhausted and out of breath, you lay there a while. Drowsiness almost took over your body until you feel a warm embrace cleaning up the mess between your legs and water being coaxed at your lips.

There was no worry in the world for you anymore. Your mind was in absolute bliss. The world could come crumbling down and you would not care. All that mattered was that you were with the one person you loved the most. He was here for you now and there was no looking back.

~ The rustling of the waves colliding with the ship woke you the next morning. Rising to your feet, you walked out into the open deck of the ship where you spotted your lover sitting at the bow of the ship. With a subtle smile, you meet him there. Hongjoong stands to embrace your warm figure, slowly pulls something out of his pocket and kneels before you.

A ring. Encrusted with the finest gems you ever saw. You didn’t care where it came from. It was yours now.

“Stay with me, forever, please. I promise I will never let you out of my sight from now on.”

Placing the jewelry on your finger, he encapsulates his love with a kiss. A gesture to commence the years of adventure to come for the both of you.

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a/n: happily ever after the end. feel free to reblog/tag ur friends <3

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[vamplu]

Gamer Tokyo Revengers Headcanons

A/N: This is mostly Toman with some cameos from Shinichiro & Hanma LMAO. I hope you enjoy! Shout out to my amazing boyfriend who participated in this conversation with me. <3 I love you. -----

-Kazutora one time scammed Baji in Meep City by offering a “legendary for legendary'' trust trade and Baji ended up getting temporarily banned from ROblox text and voice chat for the things he was screeching.

-Mikey and Draken don’t play Roblox (Draken will if Emma wants him to though). They’re probably on Val or something. Mikey blows up team/party voice chat literally the entire match while Draken only says one thing; “gg” at the end of the game LMAO

-Kazutora, Baji, and Chifuyu have a Minecraft server and the stuff that goes on in that server should not be spoken of, but can be summed up with one event; the piston dungeon.

-one time, Mikey spent the night at Baji’s house and had access to his PC. Mikey got on the BajiTrio server and blew up Kazutora’s house and that’s when all the beef started. (Shinichiro is alive and well in this universe!!)

-Mitsuya doesn’t game much, but when he does it’s because Luna and Mana want to play. Accordingly, he’s goated at games like Fashion Famous (pro model) and is pretty popular in any Royale High server he joins LMAO

-Hanma plays CSGO. And he’s reaaaal toxic on the game LMAO. Can see him 100% being one of those “drama” YouTubers who talk shit online while playing various video games. (Think Old Leafy or some shit.)

-Smiley and Angry are an inseparable Fortnite duo. Angry is overly nice and courteous, often handing off his really good weapons to his teammates when they ask for them, while Smiley is literally being toxic the ENTIRE time. Think of him saying stuff like, “Dude, you’re so ass.”, “Imagine whiffing every shot LMAOOOO”, and “BROOOOOOOOOO we lost because you suck!” at every given moment of a match. Accordingly, not a lot of people play with them so they usually fuck around in duos.

-Shinichiro grew up on OG Nintendo and struggles to really understand newer games because he stopped playing when school + work got busy for him so he didn’t have much time. He tries his best though when Mikey wants to play games with him, even if his best is pretty mid.

-Yuzuha and Hakkai play a lot of open-world RPGs, like Zelda, Genshin, and Star Rail. They especially like Genshin because they can play together. Hakkai mains Yelan and freezes up literally every time she says one of her voice lines. But Yuzuha is really into Yae Miko (or really any electro woman.)

-Emma mainly plays cute mobile games like Love:nikki, Hello Kitty World, or Happy Camper. She likes being able to make cute outfits/sets. She got a Switch so she could play Minecraft and ACNH, but she got into these games because of the PE edition and Happy Camper.

-Emma actually recommended ACNH to Mikey, who ended up getting addicted during COVID and literally could not peel himself away from his Switch for the entirety of Quarantine. But was he simply docile while playing? No, of course not. He was insanely aggressive with Tom Nook.

-Mikey actually forced Mitsuya to make Toman jackets in Animal Crossing. (Mitsuya also made all the boys’ MC skins.)

[tgmsunmontue]

Online & Anonymous 3/16

Hangster. Explicit. Years before they meet in person Bradley and Jake strike up a friends-with-benefits relationship online. And then something more like an actual relationship.

Odd year = Bradley's POV and Even year = Jake's POV

>>Bradley chatting (bold and italics)

>>Jake chatting (italics)

2005/2006 2007

2008 – Jake

                Flight school.

                Four years at USNA and now he’s back in Texas, the familiarity seeping into him like a homecoming and part of him cannot believe he made it into flight school. Not that he’ll let anyone else think he had any doubt, but he is inwardly fist pumping, outwardly trying to pretend it’s no big deal. He doesn’t care if it comes off smug, he does feel a little smug, that he obviously good enough to have been selected. Damn it feels good. And also such a relief.

                He’s good enough.

                He wants to share it with Nick. Doesn’t of course. While he trusts Nick with pretty much every little piece of vulnerability when it’s related to his sexuality and experience in that arena, his career is shaping up to be another huge part of his identity and he doesn’t need help or guidance from a guy on a website on how to best work on this aspect of his life. He feels like he’s got this one. After a few months though he decides to share, in a vague way, because he’s been getting comments from his instructors.

                Approval.

                He’s doing well.

>>You ever accomplish something that people didn’t think you could do?

>>That even you maybe didn’t think you could do?

>>HA.

>>Yes.

>>Feels fucking amazing to prove them wrong.

                Jake grins at the screen, wants to tell him about how amazing it is, being in the air. How much he loves it, the rush of the pressure pushing him back into the seat as he takes off. The

>>I got into my first choice of programme. So yeah.

>>Does feel pretty good.

>>Well done. Proud of you.

>>Thanks.

>>Think you maybe need to believe in yourself more.

>>Maybe.

>>My parents didn’t.

>>Don’t.

                He hasn’t talked about his parents with Nick. Talking about your parents generally doesn’t come up when your jerking off with another guy online, but they talk about a lot of different stuff now and it fits with this right now. He feels like Nick might get it.

>>I came out to them and they kicked me out.

>>Oh shit. I’m sorry.

>>I mean, it’s not a competition but my parents are dead so I can understand that feeling of loss I guess? Like they should be around to support me, but they aren’t.

>>Sucks more for you I think. They’re alive and are just bigots.

>>I was lucky to already have a place to go.

>>I’m extra proud of you.

                Pensacola is a different beast than boat school, everyone seems to be a little smug that they made the cut to be there, and Jake lets himself absorb the culture. He tries sleeping with a woman only to find that he can apparently have worse sexual experiences than his first time with a man, and of course he finds himself messaging Nick.

>>Bad sex with a man is still preferable than bad sex with a woman.

>>You give in to peer pressure and hook up huh?

>>How did you know?

>>Been there, done that. Got the tshirt.

>>As a gay man I have to tell you that even bad sex with a man rates above mediocre sex with a woman.

>>Why do people care so much where you want to stick your dick?

>>I like that rhyme. And I have no fucking clue. Mystery. It’s not like gay people haven’t always existed.

>>I’ve got a friend, female friend, who knows I’m gay, and she let’s me use her as a beard sometimes. Everyone thinks we have an on-again off-again fuck-buddies type thing going on.

>>So you’re still not out to people.

>>Nope. Would make work impossible so I just –

>>Hide in plain sight.

>>Huh. I wonder if I could get one of my friends to cover for me.

>>A lot less women in the military. Good luck I guess?

>>Well. I think one of my friends might just lie for me. Tell others that he saw me leaving with a hot chick or something. He’s the best wingman.

                He stares at the message, wishes he could call it back.

                Delete it.

                It’s too close to home.

                Wingman.

>>Definitely need a good wingman if you’re planning on cruising. You got bigger balls then me if you’re going to try and do it while you’re not on leave.

>>Are you sure that’s safe?

>>It’s not like they’re following me and putting cameras in rooms. I just need to be careful. Although so not worth it most of the time. But it would be kind of nice to have the option if it did present itself.

>>Yeah, I’m sure guys are just falling into your lap in the military.

>>I mean, they might be and I’m just not picking up the signs. They’re probably so repressed they wouldn’t be any good anyway.

>>I’ll leave that for you to find out.

>>Not sure if I should be wishing you luck or telling you to be careful.

                Jake isn’t sure either. He probably not going to risk it.

…            …            …

                It’s not always possible for them to have instant communication. He gets interrupted sometimes, or Nick isn’t available for days at a time, sometimes weeks, and his own schedule is erratic. However he’s always had time, made time, to chat with him since they found each other and he doesn’t have so many close friends that he can afford to ignore one.

                “What are you always doing on your laptop?” Javy asks and Jake feels like time freezes around him for a split second. Javy is one of the few people he’d count as a friend, his easy-going nature dealing with Jake’s prickliness effortlessly, seemingly patient and just waiting for Jake to come around. They were at USNA together and it wasn’t until they shared all their third- and second-class summers together that Jake had thought that maybe they could be friends.

                “Talking with a friend. He travels a lot.”

                He feels like it’s not actually a stretch of the truth, because he’s figured out that Nick moves around, the times he can talk inconsistent, meaning different times zones. He’s always assumed that Nick is American, but now he knows that the website they’re using to chat is actually based in England, and for all he knows Nick could be anywhere in the world.

>>Are you American?

>>Will you stop talking to me if I say no?

>>Of course not.

>>I’m shaking my head at you. You’re meant to be all patriotic being a member of our military. Shouldn’t be communicating with the enemy.

>>You just called it our military. Pretty sure you’re American.

>>Caught out. Yeah. I travelled around a lot as a kid. Tennessee, California, Virginia, Maryland and even Texas. Who knows, we could have walked past each other and never even known.

>>Yeah. We could have. That would be a weird coincidence.

                “You know, if you ever want to tell me something, I’m pretty good at keeping secrets.”

                Jake’s head snaps up so fast he’s surprised there isn’t an accompanying sound.

                “What?”

                “Just. Uh. I know if there was something, you can’t tell me. But if you did, and I’m not asking you to, but if you did, I wouldn’t be letting anyone else know. No telling on my part, that is.”

                He blinks.

                Holy shit.

                That’s pretty much Javy saying he knows, or at least suspects, that Jake is… something other than straight.

                “Just, once second. Just let me say bye…”

>>I think I’m about to come out to a guy who is my best friend in real life, because you’re my best friend in not-real life, plus we have sex and I do not want to ever have sex with J, but uh… I think I might be sick.

>>I’ll talk to you soon.

                His conversation with Javy goes around in circles for a little bit, Javy not willing to ask outright, and Jake unprepared to speak the truth; terrified to voice it. Then Javy gets fed up, places his hands on Jake’s shoulders and just stares at him, expression serious.

                “Jake. You’re the closest thing I have to a brother. There is nothing, nothing,” he stresses, “that would make me stop loving you as my brother and best friend. So, if in some hypothetical world you felt brave enough to tell me that you were… gay, then it wouldn’t change anything for me. I just. I got your back no matter what okay?”

                Jake can’t form words, grabs Javy into a tight hug, he’s biting his lip so hard it hurts, might even be drawing blood and he nods.

                “Thank you.”

                “Any time man. You want to go shoot some pool?”

                Jake lets out a shaky breath and nods again.

                They spend several hours together, in which Javy seems to want to really impress upon Jake that nothing is going to change between them. He still uses his body to shove Jake out of the way when he shows Javy up at pool, still slaps his ass in a vain attempt to distract him while playing darts, grabs them beers and doesn’t pull his fingers away when they accidentally brush like Jake is somehow going to take that as a sign of something more. He can have friends that know and they won’t hate him.

                It’s a revelation.

…            …            …

>>How did it go?

>>I’m kind of worried about you.

>>Hope you haven’t done anything stupid.

>>Or been beaten up.

>>Dishonorable discharge.

>>Fuck Jas, please tell me you’re okay.

                Jake stares at the flood of messages and feels touched, but also a little hysterical, because none of those worse case scenarios are going to happen. He trusts Javy with his life, he can definitely trust him with knowing.

>>I’m okay. Sorry.

>>It was fine. He had pretty much guessed and we talked about it. He’s the best.

>>After you.

>>Glad to know I haven’t been replaced.

>>I appreciated you for the orgasms.

>>Oh. Okay. Putting me back in my place.

>>Prefer you to put me in my place.

>>Really now? You in the mood huh?

>>Yeah.

>>Fuck. This is awful timing. I’ve got to leave in like five minutes.

>>Can’t take care of you like I want to.

>>That’s okay. You can go out and do what you need to do, and while you’re out you can think about me, jerking off as I type out what I want to do to you.

>>Unfair.

>>Hot though.

>>Shit. I’ve really got to go. I look forward to reading whatever you leave me.

                Jake grins, a little nervous. He’s gotten better at this, anything he does regularly for a few years becomes better, but he doesn’t know if it’s good. Not without Nick offering his constant feedback. He always finds what they talk about together the best, but Nick has left him plenty of messages that are just descriptions of what he wants and likes that Jake wants to return the favor.

>>I want to go down on you, suck you off until you come. I want to kneel in front of you and take my time, learn the taste and smell of you. The texture of your skin under my tongue and fingers.

>>I want to do it while I’m in my uniform, because that feels taboo you know? Want you to rub the head of your dick over my lips.

>>Want you naked so I can touch everywhere.

>>I start off slow, a little cautious because I want you to fuck my face, but we’re going to need to build up to that, stretch out my mouth and throat a little, let me gets used to the feel of you in my mouth and throat.

>>I really want to do this. I’m hard just thinking about it. Like the idea of your hand on my head, just guiding me, think I’d enjoy fingernails scraping my head.

>>I want to do this with a guy with no condom, I want to taste the skin and salt. I want that trust as well.

>>I’d trust you.

2009

[molarbeardoc]

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Fanfic based off THIS LOVELY PERSON’S ART PLEASE SHOW THEM SOME LOVE NOWWWWW 💛🖤💛🖤💛🖤💛🖤💛🖤

Anyway fanfic starts now :3

Mornings…

Who would want to leave the soft and warm comfort of their bed? The embrace of one’s sheets wrapped around them as if they were but a small infant once more.

There was not a single person in the world who actually enjoyed getting up.

Absolutely no one..

Not a single person…

Nope!

Okay that might have been just a teeny tiny lie…

Well… Not really a lie? How am I supposed to know, I’m just a narrator get off my back!

Moving on…

There really was one person who enjoyed mornings. For her, that meant she had lived to see another day. That she had evaded capture once more. No one could catch a genius, a reborn, intuitive Einstein as she would say. That’s right! Bive was the smartest cookie there was!

Mornings were a sign of hope, that she still had a chance to spread the truth! A chance to save everyone. Of course some were too far gone to be saved and would have to suffer the consequences for when the clowns came and snow soldiers took over but they picked their poison. They made their bed. They dug their graves. Now they had to lay in them when the time came.

Besides! Even if she couldn’t save everyone, she could save some of them! She could use her cleverness to think of plans to save those who listened. Her brains to find solutions to their biggest problems. She could accomplish anything as long as she was wide awake, as long as the gears in her head were constantly turning!

…

So why weren’t they spinning now?

She stared at her corkboard, her expression dull as she leaned against the brick wall of the maze. She felt horrible. Her head was killing her and her special brew wasn’t helping her in the slightest. If anything it made it worse! She felt top heavy and ill, her arms and legs acted as if they were a fruity gelatine. Maybe even a sweet lime flavour gelatine…

If that didn’t sound awful already. She was groggy and irritated. Her cat-like reflexes were more like a snail’s and her vision would occasionally blur.

What in the name of Clown Militia was going on with her?!

She let out an annoyed groan as she used the wall to keep herself upright before eventually succumbing and falling over. It was as if her own body were betraying her!

Useless vessel. Didn’t know she was the reason it was even alive! Talk about ungrateful…

There had to be someone she could trust to assist her. DrRETRO? No. That furball thought she was insane. Poob? No. They’d make it worse with their constant partying. Mark? He’d try and fix her with some sort of wood trick. Wallter? He trusts the flowers… Absolutely not…

Wait… God it was worse than she thought. She couldn’t even CONTACT any of them! None of them had her signal! Oh the fool she was! A complete and total fool!

Who had her radio signal..? Her memory was a bit fogged at the moment but she knew she gave it to someone..

Aha! Split! At least she thinks so? She couldn’t remember very well. She reached for her radio, twisting and turning the knobs as she attempted to reach the fruit-taur, letting out a cry of pain from the feedback and hissing through her teeth.

She let out a quiet sigh, trying to ignore the splitting pain that shot through her head, with every knob turn a new static frequency filling the air. Her voice croaking as she spoke into the radio.

"Split?"

"Split are you there?!"

The fruit-taur was sleeping peacefully in her own bed, a small banana-themed night light shining on her nightstand beside her alarm clock. It was still frankly early, only about 4am.

All was quiet…

"SPLIT!"

… Until it wasn’t…

Split immediately shot up, breathing heavily as she was suddenly awoken from her restful slumber. Her heart racing as she glanced around frantically.

"WHO’S THERE?! SHOW YOURSELF! I KNOW KUNG FU! I’VE SEEN ENOUGH MOVIES TO KNOW WHAT I’M DOING!"

Despite being unable to see, she immediately went on the defensive, tensing up as she tried to look as threatening as possible.

"Split…? Split are you there? Split..? Split!"

She turned towards her nightstand, the adrenaline dying down as it slowly became replaced with tired realization. She grabbed her glasses, putting them on before reaching for the radio.

"SPLIT?! Oh no. DID THE CLOWNS GET YOU?! OH GOD THIS IS AWFUL THEY KIDNAPPED HER?! WHAT AM I GONNA DO?! If they got her… THEN THEY’RE ATTACKING NOW! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! THAT MEANS THEY’RE COMING FOR ME NEXT! I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE THEY CATCH ME AND-"

"Bivey, you’re spiralling again…"

Bive’s side of the radio went quiet, as if she were processing the moment before answering.

"SPLIT YOU’RE OKAY- AcK- Ow ow radio feedback ow."

Split couldn’t help but smile, finding her worry endearing before speaking up.

"Yes, I’m fine. What’s going on with you? It’s uh…"

She glanced at the clock.

"Four in the morning. I don’t even think the early bird gets up this early!"

"IT’S AN EMERGENCY! THERE’S SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME!"

"What-?"

Well that was concerning news.

"What do you mean something is wrong with you?"

"MY BODY IS ACTING WEIRD. I THINK I MAY HAVE BEEN POISONED! SOMEONE POISONED ME!"

She listened as the detective rambled on and on, blinking as she tried to slowly put everything together.

"Poisoned-? Bive what-? No one poisoned you. You probably just have a cold."

"THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE! I CAN’T GET SICK! I-"

"Okay okay fine! You’re not sick! Just calm down."

"HOW CAN I CALM DOWN WHEN I’VE BEEN POISONED?!"

"Oh my… Bive? Just… Stay calm for now? I’ll be over soon."

Guess she wasn’t sleeping in like she originally planned. She sighed as Bive rambled some incoherent words before the radio went dead, having no clue what she said before she got up. She was just in a comfortable T-shirt, that’s decent enough to go out.

It’s not like anyone would see her, it was too early for someone to be out and about on the elevator… Apart from her of course…

Bive was leaning against the wall, her head still throbbing and body still weak. She felt awful. There was no way she WASN’T poisoned. How was this even possible?! Even if they DID make it through the maze, how did they catch her off guard?! She was awake the whole time!

This was worse than she thought. Her enemies were getting smarter. They had found her location, slipped through the maze, and caught her off guard while she was on guard! Oh this was horrible. Truly terrible! How could she save anyone in her weakened state?!

The next hours were spent in agony. Well at least it felt like hours, it had really been only thirty minutes as she sat there patiently. Waiting for the Split’s arrival.

Speaking of Split, she was already stepping off the elevator, standing outside of the maze as she yawned. The sun hadn’t even risen yet, it wasn’t even dawn. She entered the maze, knowing her way decently enough to where she couldn’t get lost and only worrying about Scary Mike and an overly excited Fleshy, more so Mike, as she navigated herself through it.

Turning one of corners, she noticed the soft glow of a yellow light. Bingo. She quickened her pace down the hall, the strong scent of coffee wafting over her as the glow became stronger. Soon enough, she was met with the living quarters of the paranoid detective.

It was just as unorganized as she remembered, red string and empty styrofoam cups littered the floor. At least she listened to her the last time Split was over and picked up the thumbtacks, those were just accidents waiting to happen. Her floppy ears lifted as she heard a quiet and pained groan, looking down to see that Bive was on the floor, against the wall, with her head in her hands.

"Bive?"

She let out a startled yelp, trying to jump back only to met with a brick wall as she hissed through gritted teeth. That didn’t help with her headache and weak body at all… She looked up at the fruit-taur, a wave of relief and realization washing over her.

"SPLIT-! HI! HELLO…"

"Are you okay?"

"No! I’ve been POISONED! I’m going to DIE!"

"You’re not going to die."

"YES I AM!"

"Why do you think that?"

"BECAUSE THERE’S SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME!"

She winced in pain as she felt another debilitating stroke of pain shoot through her head, gritting her teeth and using the wall to stand as she leaned against it. Seeing her state, Split grew concerned. Her being poisoned was a stretch but there was very well a chance she may have done or eaten something that could cause her this much harm.

"Can you tell me exactly what you’re feeling right now..?"

"Er-! A stupid headache… I feel a bit nauseous… lightweight… Annoyed with everything.."

"Have you eaten?"

"Yes…"

"Have you had some water?"

"..Yes…"

"Have you slept..?"

"…"

"Have. You. Slept?"

"Uh… No…"

"When’s the last time you have?"

"…"

"Bive… When was the last time you slept?"

"Hold on. I’m trying to remember…"

"You shouldn’t have to remember! It should’ve been recently!"

"BUT THAT LEAVES ME VULNERABLE TO THE CLOWNS AND SO-"

"You’re also vulnerable to them if you DON’T sleep!"

Touché…

"Oh please, I’m not even tired!"

"Doesn’t mean anything!"

"I think it means a lot!"

"Do you want to feel better or not?"

"I do."

"Then go to sleep!"

"But-!"

"No no! I don’t wanna hear it. No buts! If you’re that worried about being attacked by someone, I can just stay with you! Problem solved!"

Bive stared at Split for a moment. She’s never had her stay over. But seeing how much the fruit-taur wanted her to sleep, she knew she didn’t have much of a choice.

"Fine."

"Thank you…"

Split watched as the detective huffed and left to go get ready for bed, smiling as she grumbled underneath her breath. Even if she wasn’t happy with the idea, it was certainly necessary.

She continued to wait patiently before Bive reappeared, no longer in her classic coat and pants but in her own sleepwear.

"I don’t like this."

"Too bad. You need it."

"Do I though?"

"Go to bed."

Seeing as she wasn’t going to be able to wriggle herself away from this situation, she groaned before heading off back to her room, falling onto the bed and just laying there while waiting for fall asleep. She wasn’t very good at this thing…

Split stood outside the door, still feeling sluggish but forcing herself to stay awake. She had no idea what time it was since Bive owned no clocks; something about time being stopped and how every other clock was a fake, but it felt as if it were still early. She felt herself dozing off, but tried to fight against it. Right as she was about to drift off to sleep, she felt someone tap her shoulder.

"Split…? I can’t sleep."

She jerked awake, staring down at Bive before sighing.

"Are you okay?"

"I’m fine! Just tired.."

"Oh…"

"…"

"Do you wanna sleep in my bed?"

"What?"

"I MEAN YOU DON’T HAVE TO! I just thought.. Ya know!"

She stared tiredly down at the stammering and jittery detective, a small grin appearing on her face.

"I’ll take you up on that offer…"

Bive paused, looking at Split before forcing out a nervous laugh.

"AHAH! Uh OKAY!"

She led the fruit-taur into her room, watching as she dragged her paws towards the bed. She paused midway before looking towards Bive.

"Wait. Where are you gonna sleep?"

"Uhh… I just… won’t? Since I’m not tired..?"

She gave her a nervous smile, flashing her yellow tinted teeth at Split. Unfortunately for her, the other’s gaze hardened.

"Alright, I’ll just fix it this way."

Before she could get a reply out, she was dragged into the bed with her, the fruit-taur was holding her close as she sighed.

"This… This isn’t necessary you know?"

"Yes it is."

"But-"

"Bivey?"

"… Yes?"

"Goodnight."

"… Goodnight, Split.."

Bive fell quiet, listening quietly as Split’s breathing eventually slowed into quiet snores. She laid there a moment, before clinging onto the other, snuggling against her before sighing. A sudden wave of exhaustion washed over her as she began drifting off.

"Goodnight…"

RAHHHHHHH FANFIC FINISHED. Sorry if it isn’t as good as my angst fic, I hope you enjoyed it though!!!!!

Omw to work on the Cheshire Cat doomed yuri fanfic someone double dog dared me to write now bye sillies <3

[empressyu123]

It’s you… - chapter 3

Flashback

Yesterday after the phone call from the mystery person Isagi then goes to Anri to ask for something.

as he stands there he thinks for a minute, hesitant but then knocks.

Isagi: Anri.

Anri: hello Isagi, is something wrong?

Isagi: No, no, everything’s fine it’s just i’m here to make a request and i’m going to need your’s and Ego’s permission

Anri: oh, then what is it?

Isagi: if it’s alright with you could i use my points that I earned previously to visit someone?

Anri: oh

Anri: i don’t think we could do, because we’re a little too busy with the upcoming party…

she looks at him with an apologetic smile.

Isagi: oh, okay… sorry for bothering you i’ll head back

looking like a sad kitten Isagi slowly starts to walk away, and Anri witnessing this felt a pang of guilt suddenly perks up with an idea.

Anri: hey,

Isagi turns then tilts his head

Anri: how about you bring them here?

isagi, perks up: really?

Anri: sure! just call text her and we can make that arrangement!

Isagi: Yes!

he’s about to make the call until he actually process what was just said

Isagi: her?

Anri: your girlfriend?

there was silence.

Isagi: … I don’t have a girlfriend.

Anri: oh? oh! then your boyfriend then? (tryna be open minded)

Isagi: no, um … don’t have that either,

Anri: …

there was a much longer awkward silence that was almost to long for their likings. Thankfully Anri broke it by apologising.

Anri: A-ah… sorry!

Isagi: are there perhaps rumors about that with me?

Anri: ! (why did I trust those damn rumors?!)

Isagi: don’t worry i’ve heard, i just didn’t think they’d spread so fast, or that anyone would believe them.

Isagi thinks back to the moment of when he heard his friends talking about it.

Isagi thinking: (honestly just ask me, is it that hard?) *sighs*

Anri: ah… sorry

Isagi: it’s alright I was gonna tell everyone later on

Anri: if you don’t mind me asking then

Isagi: ?

Anri: who’s coming today?

Isagi: my brother

Anri: brother?

Isagi: yea my eldest brother to be more specific, he’s really nice and kind and is amazing at everything he does or puts his mind into!

Anri: he sounds like a great person if you’re talking so highly of him,

Isagi nods vigorously and smiling silly

Anri: (strange in his report it doesn’t say anything about him having any siblings)

trying to remember on his report if he had siblings or not, she realised something

Anri: isagi?

Isagi who is not paying full attention as he’s still giddy with excitement

Anti: i think you’re late for training

Isagi: ? … OH SHOOT!

as he realises, he quickly runs off to his next training session. but before doing so, he turns his head to the lady.

Isagi: thanks, Anri you’re the best!

as Anri watches the cat like boy run off, she couldn’t help but giggle to herself,

Anri: now…

turning herself to her paperworks. as if she’s preparing for war

Anri: let’s finish these and then go to Ego!

As soon as she got to work she forgotten to go to Ego

End of flashback

In the monitor room. Five of the masters (yes Mick is alive in this story) were chatting about their trainees when a certain albino man comes in.

Noa: has anyone seen isagi?

Mick: what’s up, can’t find your protégée? wanting to do some bonding with him~

Noa rolls his eyes at his stupid words.

Noa: no.

jesters the person behind who is Ego himself

Noa: This guy needs to speak with him.

Ego: Apparently he’s invited someone over early without my permission or knowledge. I have to go meet them now.

Loki: i think he’s with someone right now

Ego: Anri?

Loki: no but yesterday he did asked Anri for permission too meet someone.

Snuffy: *smirking* “someone”?

Lavinho: yea?

Loki: think it’s the girlfriend

Snuffy: definitely,

Lavinho, Mick, Chris: GIRLFRIEND?!?!

Noa: we don’t know if it IS. it’s just an accusation that the trainees made

Mick: Well then,

Mick who is now smirking

Mick: should we go, see if it’s real or not then?

Noa: what.

A wide grin takes half of Lavinho’s face,

Lavinho: why not? i’m quite curious

Noa: but

Chris: Oh come on, don’t tell me you’re not at least a little curious!

Noa sighs and looks Chris dead in the eyes with a blank stare

Noa: i’m not.

Chris: oh c’mon cyborg!

Mick and Lavinho: Booo, boring!

Snuffy: *laughing at the scene*

whilst everyone was discussing the topic of who this “mystery girl” was Ego turned to the youngest striker next to him, clearly annoyed

Ego: how’d did you know?

Loki: charles overheard their conversation yesterday.

Ego: and Isagi didn’t think to ask me first?

Loki: Anri was supposed to tell you yesterday, did she not?

Ego: …

Ego: that woman…

frustrated, he thought of a way to scold her and Isagi, when suddenly,

Chris: … wait.

everyone turns to look at Chris who’s looking at the monitor. then point to one of the screens

Chris: is that her?

everyone look at one he’s pointing at. The person was far away from the outside entrance camera and you could only see their back but even from that angle and distance,

Mick: holy shit…

Everyone: (She’s extremely beautiful)

but for some reason she looked. familiar?

however that thought was soon interrupted but Chris’s screeching

Chris: Just how, HOW? she’s GORGEOUS! and she looks 20!

Lavinho: *laughing* i’m dying to find out how he bagged this beauty!

Mick: Well what are we waiting here for? LETS GOO-

before they could all go to the entrance, there was a cough.

Ego: unfortunately for you.

Everyone stops in their tracks, then looks at Ego who’s pointing at the monitors all their teams who were up to trouble

Ego: you lot have the to go do your jobs

the masters: …

Ego: well then?

Noa: *sighs* we’ll be off then

Chris: make sure to introduce us to this girl once you meet her!

once all gone Ego slouched on his seat

Ego: haaa….. you paid for them, you paid for them, you PAID for them.

but as soon he looked at the figure in the screen again, he could help but wonder

Ego: … (why do you look so familiar?)

After waiting for some time, Isagi wondered if he should’ve have prepared a welcome home gift,

tugging on the green scarf that he wore the first time entering blue lock and looks nervously at the time on his phone.

Isagi: (it’s been a while) maybe i should call him-

??: Yoi!

Isagi turns as someone hugs him

as two coloured eyes that represented the sun and moon stare down at him, hidden behind his heart shaped sun glasses the voice called out

??: what have i told you about being wary of your surroundings?

Isagi: Aniki!

isagi then turns his body to hug back the long raven haired man.

Isagi: it’s so good to see you again it’s been ages,

laughing, the elegant man smile’s widen gently as he ruffles the smaller one’s hair

??: likewise dear, I see you’re wearing the scarf I made!

Isagi: how could I not? it’s my favourite one,

??: aww Yoichi! how come the words come out of your mouth are always so sweet?

Isagi’s eyes open wide and

flashbacks to all the insults he’s spewed on the field, probably dissed 1/4 of blue lock, adult included.

he darts his eyes away and sweats thinking if he should tell the truth or say something beautiful.

nervous Isagi: …yep

something beautiful it was.

Isagi: (oh Aniki, if you only you knew…)

??: now

slightly letting go of the hug the pretty gentleman to look up at him.

??: are you going to let me in this facility, or are we going to freeze to death out here?

Isagi: ah, of course hold on Anri and Ego are waiting inside for us!

now holding onto his aniki’s hand leading them both inside

??: of course-

??: …wait, what?

Isagi: come on, they’re waiting for you!

As Isagi drags his brother into the facility, the other raven hair’s smile could help but faultier slightly nervously. But quickly fixes it as soon as they were in the hall

Ego: Anri,

Anri: Yes?

Ego: why did you not inform me yesterday about this person?

Anri looks at Ego in confusion, then suddenly remembered that she forgot to tell him about it.

Anri: uh oh,

Anri: *coughs* ah well, i was pretty busy planning the party and i forgot to mention it to you…

Ego: why did Isagi come to you for permission anyway?

offended, Anri turns her head to him then asks blandly

Anri: Do you pay the bills here?

Ego: …

turned his head away then clicks his tough

Ego: shut up.

Anri: exactly!

Ego: let’s meet this girlfriend then,

Anri: ah, well- um you see

Anri: we’re not meeting his girlfriend,

Ego: who was that girl we saw on the monitor then, his sister?

Anri: his brother, his eldest brother to be more precise,

Anri: and you saw him on the monitor, what did he look like?

Ego: (beautiful) he had long hair with white tips

Ego: did you at least get to know his name?

Anri: …

Ego: Anri, you DID get his name… RIGHT?

Anri: look at the time IgottogotoIsagiandhisbrotherbye!

as quick as a flash, Anri dashed off to see the brothers before Ego could even call her back.

Ego: … *slaps his forehead* for FUCK sakes.

As the two black bluebell heads chatted and waited for a while, the older decided to finally ask

??: so who exactly. Is in charge around here?

Isagi: well, the woman who allowed us to meet is called Anri Teieri is the one who does all the paperwork and covers most of the jobs around here. And she’s a huge reason why this place is still running

??: wow go off queen! okay and the other?

Isagi: his name is Jinpachi Ego

the man had a smaller smile but his eyes were wide and stared in shock at what he just heard

??: Ego… Jinpachi?

Isagi: yea he’s the one who taught us all about egos and,

Isagi looked at his older brother worriedly as the beauty looked slightly pale.

Isagi: hey, are you alri-

*BAMM* the door flies open, they watched as Anri strides towards them with a nervous look on the face, clearly in her own world

Anri: Isagi Yoichi there you are, we NEED to go! is this your- oh wow…

the taller man looks at her then smiles

??: hi?

snapping out of her trance she drags both of them to Ego’s office

Anri: c’mon! Ego is waiting for us in his office,

Isagi: hey! no pushing!

Ego: *sigh and looks at the football stone on his thin tie* (i miss you…)

Just as Ego was about to turn get to work. He suddenly, heard a voice coming from outside

Anri: Ego, it’s me can we come in please?

Ego: come in,

the opens, he sees Anri and Isagi standing side by side and glares hard at them

Isagi: (fuck, he’s mad isn’t he?) hi Ego-san

Ego: Anri. Isagi.

Isagi & Anri: (here it comes)

Ego: do you know that you need at least a 2 days notice about this and you have a match and a party to attend too, we can’t be inviting people over and Anri how did you forget such an important mat-

Bravely (or stupidly) a gentle voice interrupted him

??: don’t be harsh on the poor things dear,

the long hair man emerged from behind them with the mannerisms that could only be described as like an angel

??: My little brother didn’t know till now, and the kind miss only just made a small mistake, so please be nice and forgive them,

Ego: and why should I listen to-

he looks up at the voice and is at loss for words,

Ego: you…

all that annoyance quickly vanished as soon as his eyes looked with his

silence

Isagi: ah, Ego, Anri I almost forgot to introduce you guys! sorry,

Isagi: this is my eldest brother-

Isagi’s eyes widen when Ego interrupts, he was shocked when he said his brother’s name

Ego: Ai Chouji…

Unfazed the pretty man taking off his sunglasses he smiles at Ego.

Chouji: nice to meet you again Gemstone,

(should i colour it fully?)

[borathae]

Chapter 19

anyways last chapter was cute but idk if should still trust tae now that i did some laundry and came back

oh the warnings, they are scary aha 😃 what did u do tae

You just bring them over to be food, am I right?” you tease and Taehyung lowers his eyes, “don’t worry I was just messing with you.“ “Ha”, he laughs nervously, “I knew that of course.” tae, do u have soemthing to say?? CUZ WTF

UM THIS IS CREEPY?? ok yeah we got it yoongi isnt good nor that bad yeah moving LETS GET OUR ASSES BACK OUT OF THERE YEAH?

the older our kind is, the stronger we become. oohhh

"Nothing can hurt you, I’m here with you. Alright? idk if i can trust that

I believe that this is where they tortured you and Jungkook."  this?? this as in close to the cellar or as in those tunnels? taehyung?

there is no other place in town which smells of acids, trust me."  and how did u know all that? she was definitely taken care of thoroughly those 3 days, how will he know that? you are just digging yourself a bigger grave taehyung

oh looks like he has a lot to unpack

“Wow, so you’re still alive”, he says calmly. yoongi wtf

WHAT IS FUCK IS GOING ON YALL?? CHAT WE DONT FUCK WITH THIS BYE WE DONT KNOW OF A YOONGLES, JIMIN, JOON OR A TAEHYUNG BYE

“I can’t say”, he says, shaking his head, “sweetest I can’t say.” what did they do to him

what the fuck pt2 ?

was that yoongi again?

anyways last chapter was cute but idk if should still trust tae now that i did some laundry and came back

tbfh I wouldn't trust him either he is acting so weirdddd

oh the warnings, they are scary aha 😃 what did u do tae

fjdasjfj the fear

You just bring them over to be food, am I right?” you tease and Taehyung lowers his eyes, “don’t worry I was just messing with you.“ “Ha”, he laughs nervously, “I knew that of course.” tae, do u have soemthing to say?? CUZ WTF

DON'T ASK IF YOU DON'T WANNA KNOW THE ANSWER that's all I can say 😶

UM THIS IS CREEPY?? ok yeah we got it yoongi isnt good nor that bad yeah moving LETS GET OUR ASSES BACK OUT OF THERE YEAH?

LIKE FOR REAL THIS IS SCARY

the older our kind is, the stronger we become. oohhh

👀👀👀👀

"Nothing can hurt you, I’m here with you. Alright? idk if i can trust that

jsjjsjs valid

I believe that this is where they tortured you and Jungkook."  this?? this as in close to the cellar or as in those tunnels? taehyung?

helllooooooooo??????

there is no other place in town which smells of acids, trust me."  and how did u know all that? she was definitely taken care of thoroughly those 3 days, how will he know that? you are just digging yourself a bigger grave taehyung

LIKE BRO is basically just exposing himself becuase whaat???

“Wow, so you’re still alive”, he says calmly. yoongi wtf

bahhahahahhahahha

WHAT IS FUCK IS GOING ON YALL?? CHAT WE DONT FUCK WITH THIS BYE WE DONT KNOW OF A YOONGLES, JIMIN, JOON OR A TAEHYUNG BYE

JFJASDJFJ HAHHAHAHAH this is me laughing as the evil author JFJADSJF

“I can’t say”, he says, shaking his head, “sweetest I can’t say.” what did they do to him

what the fuck pt2 ?

was that yoongi again?

hahahhahahhahah the way your sentences became shorter and shorter HAHAHHAHA