#sub verse pending

[lethalityandlustmoved]

He ends up at his apartment. He ran all the way there. His radio is playing Christmas music. The TV is on, and it’s bright, too bright.

He doesn’t hesitate. He picks up the radio and throws it at the TV. He’s barely there. Even when he picks up a shard of glass and crushes it against his palm, he doesn’t feel anything. His phone is ringing. He throws that, too.

He sinks to his knees in the middle of his living room, tears dripping down his cheeks. He’s bleeding. His mind is still empty. He needs to be drunk. Fuck that, he needs to be high. So he stands up, picks up his metal baseball bat again (he hasn’t washed it), and heads out the door.

Someone’s about to get fucked over.

[muntitled]

Broken Telephones

Ex!Jake x Fem!Reader | Jay x Fem!Reader

Summary: Despite Jay priding himself on being a good friend, he's done denying himself what belongs to him.

Warnings: Language, Obsession, Jealousy, toxicity, Ex Boyfriend's Best Friend to Lovers, Smut +18 (mdni), Squirting, Manhandling Ownership kink, Semi-Public Sex, Exhibitionist Kink, Dubious Consent, Angry Sex, Threats, Dom/Sub Themes, Hard Dom!Jay

Based on this request by @penny44224 . This gets really toxic, sorry, also I couldn't leave my baby Jake out of this, hope you like it <3

“What kind of party is this anyway?” You grumble from the passenger seat, your heart sinking behind the glittery confines of your tight collared shirt. Something so tight and so painfully provocative would never have come out of your own closet. You had Jake and his obscene budget to thank for that.

“The normal kind,” he says, “with drinking and sex and smoke-” before he's allowed to continue his blissful rambling, you interrupt Jake with a raise of your hand.

“Need I remind you that I have asthma?” With a firm hand on the steering wheel, Jake's eyes roll into the back of his head.

“I can't go.” You continue, “That's a health risk.”

“You haven't had an asthma attack since you were 6,” he deadpans, “Do not piss me off,”

It was difficult to do much of anything with a pounding heart and a stomach flooded with molten anxiety. What do people do at parties anyway? You've watched enough low budget teen Netflix dramas to know… nothing good.

"I don't think you understand the words leaving my mouth," The dwindling daylight leaves your bones rattling with anxiety. You were supposed to be watching the sun setting over the river skyline from your dorm room. Your notes on autocracy in a Constitutional Monarchy, pending across the page in front of you, ready for submission Monday morning.

Instead, you find yourself arrested in a leather seat, in a shameless chequered miniskirt. Your exposed thighs are sticky with evening humidity. This is not how your evening was supposed to go.

"I need to be studying-"

You're battling fiercely with a Mr Morale tune oozing through the Jeep's speakers while your best friend remains blissfully unaware, rapping along as if your concerns were null and void.

Kendrick's voice was strong but yours was stronger. "Since I am an unwilling participant, this is technically kidnapping. You are illegally kidnapping me this very second. You are aware of that, yes?"

"Nonsense,” Jake chuckles, “I can't kidnap my ex girlfriend-” before you're able to rebut he quickly adds, “And I am aware that you're going to wake up one day realising your stupid ass wasted your college years studying." Jake shoots back while the chorus sails on without him. This was serious business if he took the time to ignore Kendrick's second verse. "I'm aware that in all our time in school you've done nothing but school. I'm also aware that I'm saving you from a life of complete and utter regret.” His big brown eyes narrow in the dark, and you are corralled into a shameful silence.

“Just don't try to sleep with me tonight-” you grumble under your breath.

“I'm a changed man,” he says, “I've only thought about fucking you only once this whole evening!”

“Oh god…” you shake your head slowly as the jeep assumes a safer speed in a residential enclosure. “These are rich people's palm trees, why am I seeing rich people's palm trees?"

"Because I got invited to an event that classifies the attendance of rich-people-palm-trees." His stoney visage cracks into a lazy, triumphant smirk.

“Rugby team.” Is all he says.

Your hand flies to the door handle, for what purpose specifically, remains an utter mystery. The car is still in motion so you did not have the intention of flinging the door open and hurling your body onto the biting tar underneath.

"Stop being so goddamn anxious all the time-”

“Jake, I don't even like Rugby-”

“No but you like me… and I like rugby… ergo…,” the car slows to a nauseating stop in the middle of a packed driveway.

"Let me rephrase that- Jake your friends hate me-"

"If this is about Jay again..."

"He's never liked me!" You huff, "Even when we were dating it's like he had it out for me or something!" Your shoulders are tense and Jake can't help but send a worried glance over. He ventures to lay his one hand on your thigh but stops himself, placing it instead on shoulder to rub out the knots there.

"You're making excuses. Jay hates everyone," he says, “I need you to forget about school for one night.” Jake's pep talk only succeeds in filling the void of your stomach with even more dread. “You think about dead politicians way too much for a 20 year old girl."

And that's how you end up in the backyard of a frat house as the third accessory of Jake and some unnamed girl. He has his arms wrapped around both your necks as he enters the party, like some glorified university replica of Hefner.

You know in this light, you appeared to be one of his girls, but the thought of weathering this party without Jake on standby filled you with unmistakable dread.

It was as if the soles of your feet were melting into the grass with each step you took towards the bonfire, even more so when you saw him already seated at the edge of a log, watching you approach with a smile that eases into an unimpressed frown. Jay's cup is held in mid-air as he watches you plop down beside him.

A single gold chain is tucked away behind a loose button up and suddenly, you wish to burrow into the ground underneath this log, away from the vulnerability of his gaze. You felt naked.

“You're not drinking.” Jongseong observes, glancing away from you and Jake's hand sliding over your hip bone.

“What’s in it?” You ask, eyes drifting over Jay's solo cup.

“Sugar, spice and everything nice,” he whispers back.

Beside you, Jake entertains the rest of his friends, his fingers rubbing unconsciously into your sides.

You don't seem at all impressed.

“What do you want me to say?” He asks with a slight deadpan, “That I put my love and affection into it? You're at frat house. This is probably 90% alcohol-”

“-And 10% mysterious drugs to roofie unsuspecting girls.” You conclude before making an elaborate show of pushing further into Jake's side. Jay doesn't like that one bit.

“If I wanted you to sleep with me,” his lips tickle your ear and you shiver, “I wouldn't need to get you high out of your mind to do it.”

Something in his words sounded vaguely like a promise.

“You'll just fall in line,” Jay said, “Like all the others.”

Before Jay could get another mind numbing word out, you're quickly standing from your post from beside Jake. “Coming here was a mistake. I'm Heading Home,”

Jake's hand tugs at yours as if prompting you to sit back down.

"Not after the game… C'mon, it'll be fun," you let Jake's words anchor you to the floor.

"Actually, Jake," Even under the moonlight you can spot a deep frown setting across his face, "I think I should go home. I've already had way too much to drink,"

"You've had 1 cup, my dear-”

"And a half," you clarify before shaking your head. ‘and your frjend is making me really fucking uncomfortable,’ you choose to leave those unspoken words unspoken.

You play with the string along the seam of your skirt, humming along to the Drake tune oozing out of the unseen speakers.

“Aww, you really don't wanna join our game?” Jay coos, looking up at you with an incriminating smirk as he clutches his heart as if you hurt him deeply.

“I'll pass.”

“Course you will,” he snickers. “Princess can't bear to stay away from her book too long, can she?’ It's that tone, that fucking that has you lowering

“What…” you swallow thickly, “What game?” you find yourself asking with a dignified huff as you plant your butt on the log in Between Jake and Jay once more. Your bones are rattling with unprocessed rage as Jake whispers, “broken telephone,”

He snickers, “just try to be as quiet as possible,- never thought I'd be saying those words to you of all people-” you sit at Jake's arm as the game begins with the first message travelling from Jungwon to Jungwon’s date. Unbeknownst to you, Jay has been zeroed in on your conversation with Jake all evening-his blood simmering at the sound of you and Jake whispering sweet nothings to each other like people who were still very much lovers.

His jaw clenched as he plants his steepled elbow on his knees, his hands hanging lazily in front of him as he tries to focus on playing the game and not the giggles exchanged between you and your supposed ex boyfriend.

Sunoo finally passes the message into Jay's right ear, a very clear and resounding- ‘there is nothing satanic about pineapple on pizza’- Jungwon’s attempt at absolution from an argument they had weeks ago. But instead of carrying this specific message over into your ear, subsequently bringing the game to a victorious end, he stops midway, watching your laugh aimed at the blackened night sky while Jake looks up at you with that expression that was very much not supposed to be reserved for ex's.

Jay decides to throw the game.

“Your turn,” Jay's voice is dripping in monotony, as if he couldn't be bothered to even talk to you, let alone play this game with you.

Your mouth falls open when he slithers his hand to the back of your neck, leading your head to his slightly parted lips until said lips are tickling your ear lobe. Your heart is sinking into the confines of your stomach and for the briefest moment, you fear the world might have stopped spinning as Jongseong carries his next words in your ear. Game be damned.

“First floor. Third door on the left.” His hand is still planted on the back of your neck as he whispers those words at you and you're immediately struck with the severity in his tone.

You weren't an idiot.

In fact you'd like to consider yourself quite smart.

You knew that whatever Jay confessed - or rather implied - was definitely not the contents of Jungwon’s intended message. A broken telephone indeed.

Still, coiling in your stomach is a confusing web of wired tension that needs to be snapped. All night, your banter with Jongseong had been laced with something far more frustrating, something you needed to get out of your system.

“U-Um I need to go to the bathroom-” you don't know why you're following his orders. You don't know why you're walking steadily towards what you know very well was probably Jongseong's room in the frat house- a lamb to the proverbial slaughter. All you know is that your heart speeds up just a little quicker when you hear him excusing himself from the group right behind you with; “I'm going for a smoke.”

Your mind is hazy with not only fear, but insane unmistakable lust as you make your way up the stairs, surfing between bodies as you make it onto the first floor landing. You can feel Jongseong's oppressive presence behind you. You can feel how anxious he is to get you alone.

And when you enter his room, there is almost no time to regret following orders because he has you pinned against the closed door. The sound of the party is muffled outside but all you're concerned with is Jongseong's palm cradling your throat, his hooded eyes holding something so incredibly angry within.

“What the fuck do I have to do to make you forget him?” His voice cracks as he mumbles drunkenly. You'd never seen someone as put together as Jay, appear so wayward, so driven by inhibitions.

His palm slithers tighter around your neck, too late for your brain to process that you need his hands off.

“You've been taunting me the whole night.”

“Jongseong, I don't know what-”

Your words bleed into a yelp as he pulls you in by the neck to connect your lips in a steering and sloppy kiss.

Once he gets even a tiny taste, all inhibitions are thrown out the window. Jongseong's cock hardens in his pants and he's utterly delicious with lust.

“You're such a slut, you know that?” He mumbles drunkenly, words meshing together, “Might as well have walked in with his fucking collar around your throat like he owned you-”

“Jongseong-” a gasp cracks your throat when Jay forces his hand underneath your skirt, immediately cupping your sex until you are arching your back against the door.

“Oh- fuck- Jongseong-”

A snicker slips from his alcohol stained lips as Jongseong drags you from the door to his window, overlooking the backyard.

“You want him to see what a slut you are for me?” Your tits press against the glass as Jongseong looms behind you, sliding your panties to the side before dipping his fingers into your soaked folds.

“I didn't-”

What you wanted to say before the weight of chasing your own lust overpowered your senses, is that you didn't know just how deep Jongseong's infatuation ran. You didn't even know he likes you.

“All he needs to do is turn around and look up, and he'll see you fucking yourself on my hand-” Jay's other hand reaches over to pull down your top, putting your breasts on absolute display. You're moaning wantonly into the air as you push yourself back into Jay's hand fucking into you and you feel like crying real tears.

“You're fucking soaked. Is that for me or for him?”

“Jongseong I'm gonna-” you're squirting all over his hand, your ass pressed against his front before the rest of the words could even leave your lips. Jongseong is utterly mystified by the sight of you arching backwards against him, body writhing as you come undone right there by his window.

“Fuck,” his voice cracks again, he's utterly pained. “You're gonna do that again, but on my cock this time-”

“Jongseong-” you barely made it a whisper before he's flinging you onto his bed. The springs creek underneath your back as he pulls you by the hips to the edge, manhandling you as if you were nothing but property.

“I saw you first, you know that, right?” Jay mumbles to himself as he drags his pants down to pull his aching cock out. “I saw you first and Jake-” he spits on his hand, jerking his cock above you, “That fucker knew I wanted you first but he hit on you anyway-” Before he can continue in anger, a low groan leaves his throat. “Fuck baby, open your legs just like that-” they snap open on command, you're not sure you're able to deny him anything in this state. And what a state it is: braids hanging around you like a halo, your shirt, a mess with your tits hanging out, all while Jay swipes your panties away to make way for his cock already leaking precum. It's like he didn't have time at all to undress you. He needed to be inside you so fucking badly.

“I'm gonna cum inside, I hope you know-” Jay's eyes roll back into his head as he eases his cock in, one hand pressed on the bed at the side of your head as he hovers over you, “You're squeezing my cock, for fuck's sake-” he ruts into you, creating a burst of friction that has your stomach coiling again-”

“Jongseong- baby-”

“Fucking Christ, don't call me that or I'm gonna cum-” he's soon fucking into you with the urgency and frustration that has been building since you and Jake announced your relationship.

It inked his veins and seeped into his habits, whereby he'd crane his neck back in every econ class, just to get a look at you in 10 minute intervals. He loved you and you just refused to see it.

Having you underneath him now, tits bouncing while he fucked you on his bed- it was all proving too much for Jongseong and you moan at the feeling of his cock twitching inside you.

“I'm gonna cum- fuck you're such a slut-”

He squishes your cheeks together, in a vaguely condescending display of power and kisses your forehead before muttering, “Tell me you're a slut for me and not him.” You clench around his cock at the vaguely animalistic quality in Jay’s voice as he squeezes the base of your throat, bringing you dangerously close to the edge.

“Jongseong-”

“Say ‘I'm Park Jongseong's slut-” say it babe and I'm gonna fucking cum,” you’re already slipping into your orgasm, the pressure in your cunt building into the unmistakable feeling of immense fullness.

You're gushing around his cock as you scream. “Your slut- Fuck! I'm Park Jongseong's slut-”

His nails dig into the skin around your neck and his eyes roll into the back of your neck.

“Oh my fucking god-” your squirt threatens to push his cock out but he fucks you through it, muttering, “My fucking girl,” over and over again to guide you both through the storm.

Once it's all over, you're panting with the weight of your actions hanging heavy between you. He's about to speak but you stop him first. “I didn't know.” You whispered. “If I'd known I would've never been with him. You have to believe that.”

Jongseong collapses beside you, pulling against his chest as his hands pat down your hair, “I believe you.” He says with finality.

[dewittwrites]

PARTNER HUNT.

Waddup! So I suck at talking about myself it’s a whole thing but I’m trying so here we go! The name is Roman, typically, buuuut I respond to nicknames and shortened versions of the name because… why not! I’m 33 old as fuck 😭 and I’m in the GMT timezone! I do not write with people under the age of 25. It’s my preference because of my age so please keep that in mind.

I write exclusively on Discord, and I have some wanted plots / faces / pairings beneath the cut! Because… why not just get into it. If you’re fancying anything with me, please be advised that I don’t do single muse RP servers, I make Forum Style Servers and then have a category / forum for each verse or era or genre etc. single muse servers just feel so wasteful. Anyway! My Discord for those interested is CountOliveira

- Anything mafia style / mafia based. Give me the titular Romeo & Juliet plot, the children of the opposing / clashing Bosses falling in love and secretly leading a life together. The Bosses who argue up a storm in public and fuck like pornstars in private. The fights for territory, the bloodshed, the death.

- The abducted falling in love with their captor. Money has exchanged hands but they won’t go back because they don’t want to leave their captor behind or see them go to jail… or worse. Kidnapping plots filled with seedy dubious scenes, mind games and manipulation.

- anything SUPERNATURAL. And not necessarily the show, just anything with supernatural creatures and beings! Hiding in plain sight, living a secret life, living out and proud and being hunted for their pride. The supernatural hunting the humans… anyone played Redfall?

- Dead by Daylight. Resident Evil. Red Dead Redemption. Dying Light. Dead Island. Stardew Valley. Coral Island. Some of my favourite games, gimme! Especially the Resident Evil. Gimme OCs, gimme our own spin on canons!

- T A B O O. Seriously I have so few limits with kink and smut and relationships. Hit me with your wants and desires and I’m willing to bet I’ll say yes!

- the Dom and Sub learning together. Exploring their kinks and their limits, how to navigate their dynamic together. What makes them tick.

- anything you want. I’m versatile and I’m an open book.

- MWP: Ronen Rubinstein x Rafael Silva. Matthew Daddario x Dominic Sherwood. Eiza Gonzalez x DJ Cotrona.

- MWF: pending!?

[nevermoreuniversity]

        Welcome  to  Nevermore  University  where;  outcasts,  freaks,  and  monsters  can  find  solace.  Our  mission  is  to  help  each  student  master  their  extraordinary  abilities  through  world-class  academics  and  unique  extracurriculars.         Founded  in  1801,  ten  years  after  Nevermore  Academy  –  so  that  students  can  continue  their  specialized  education  through  their  bachelor’s.

About:  Nevermore  University  is  a  murder  and  mystery  group  verse.  Where  players  will  try  to  uncover  what  is  going  on  –  through  events,  missions,  and  plot  drops.  No  prior  knowledge  of  Nevermore  Academy/  Wednesday  is  required  –  we  are  merely  adopting  the  worlds  lore.

RULES

001.  No  Drama  ooc.  IC  drama  is  fine,  in  fact  we  encourage  it.

002.  Any  major  plots/sub  plots  have  to  be  run  by  the  admin  team  first,  if  we  see  something  that  we  deem  to  be  a  major  plot  we  may  come  to  you  to  discuss  to  see  if  it  fits  in  with  our  overall  group!  (Aka  pregnancies,  marriages,  possessions,  death,  anything  that  could  interfere  with  the  over  arching  plot.  etc.)  You  must  include  Phantom  &  Evie  &  Z  in  all  plot  approval  group  chats.

003.  You  are  allowed  to  have  4  characters.

004.  This  is  a  mature  group,  18+.  No  minors  allowed.

005.  Include  everyone!  Don’t  exclude  people  because  you  don’t  like  their  character,  etc.

006.  OCs  are  welcomed  and  encouraged!

007.  Duplicate  fcs  are  allowed  if  the  first  person  to  take  the  fc  agree  to  it.

008.  You  can  write  all  nsfw  (violence,  sex,  blood  what  have  you)  -  as  long  as  you  do  it  in  a  spoiler  tag.

009.  PLEASE  put  all  triggers  you  have  in  triggers.  Rping  triggering  topics  is  allowed  -  as  this  is  a  horror  roleplay.  Threads  that  involve  triggering  topics  should  have  TW:  (whatever  the  trigger  is)  in  the  TITLE  of  the  thread-  so  people  know    to  avoid  it.  Also  put  especially  descriptive  triggers  in  a  spoiler  tag.  Just  to  cover  all  bases.

010.  Characters  may  be  a  variety  of  mythical  creature;  but  it  is  pending  mod  approval  for  more  exotic/powerful  creatures.

011.  No  bubble  rping  -  make  sure  everyone  is  included.

012.  Try  to  branch  out  and  include  as  many  people  as  possible.  We  know  you  may  not  be  able  to  interact  with  everyone,  but  try  your  best  not  to  exclude  anyone.

013.  No  power  imbalance  ships;  ex  student  x  professor.

014.    Powers  can  only  be  used  against  other  characters,  with  mun  approval.

015.  Breaking  these  rules  will  result  in  a  strike,  three  strikes  means  removal

{  CHARACTER  LIST  }    {  APPLICATION  }

[catstrophc]

“ it’s okay to be angry, you’re allowed to be upset about what happened to you. ” (for chaotic daughter)

“Pffft!! Angry!? Who said I was angry, huh??”

Hiyoko’s child-like laughter bounced off the walls, one arm wrapping around herself as she laughed. She couldn’t help but find his comment amusing. It was unclear if she was deflecting, though. “They’re stupid. They don’t know what they’re talking about. If anything, I really wish I could see if they make a really satisfying popping noise like ants do when you squish ‘em!”

[twilighttwin]

@aaranthian said to this!

"The little shits I got eat all kinds've weird shit off the fucking ground. No clue how to stop 'em, but whatever, 's not my problem." -Vanitas

“...I know Dusks have mouths...I mean it’s kinda hard not to know what with the Zippers and the screeches...But like...aren’t they your emotions? And if so...then how does your emotions eating affect you?” Now he’s just mumbling to himself in curiosity.

[sasorikigai]

[X] (for all the bois, any verse(s) you feel at the moment)

Send me a [X] to see my muses favorite picture of your muse || @sonxflight || accepting

MK2021 Scorpion 

Needless to say, this is the solemn face of a man who materialized Hanzo Hasashi’s suffocated, long-slaughtered dreams to come true. And instead of being veiled beneath the ash-drenched moribundity of eternal despair and deprivation of humanity and happiness, Scorpion now accepts his own unadulterated, revivified Phoenix self as the purified infernal flames burn ablaze, in the sweet exchange of the raison d'être of their existence; to love and to be loved.  

Modern Kuai Liang 

Kuai Liang’s eyes are filled with adoration, instead of terrible emptiness in him, with an indifference that brings the bittersweet beauty of crumbled landscape in him; dead roses, deserted hallways, abandoned buildings, and old crime scene photographs. Ryou Sakai embodies the duality of unyielding strength, while holding tender poignant gleam in the depth of his dark amber eyes. 

SJ verse Fujin 

As the world’s unfettered onslaught of darkness mounts with the proportional strength of resplendent light, and Fujin admires the halcyon immaculacy of the samurai’s exquisite skill to become seamless with the light itself. It’s ethereal and divine, which makes them both unaffected by the evil’s moribund stretch, constantly threatening to consume them, even against their volition. 

Modern Raiden Ishikawa 

Along with Commander Hanzo Hasashi, Ryou Sakai is the only agent of the law whom the Director of Alliances entrusts the most. This is his face when Raiden finally manages Ryou to return as an active field agent at once; in lieu of no other than Hanzo’s mysterious disappearance.��

MK11 AU Satoshi 

Their current situation is not their final destination; linked by the throes of loss, death, and despair, Satoshi looks up to Ryou Sakai, not only as a surrogate son as Hanzo Hasashi appointed Ryou as his godfather, but of the propagated legendary warrior full of magnanimity, mercy, and goodness which Satoshi strives to follow, as he yearns to redeem his father from the wretched fate of being an undead. 

[twilighttwin]

The emotion from Ienzo when he asked them for the mug....Well Roxas almost pretty sure that the energy is some form of distrust. And while he can't entirely blame them, he also can't help but be a little hurt as he took said mug from them and refused to look them in the eye.

In fact...he only managed to look at them once he had hopped from his perch and headed towards the hpt chocolate supplies. And that was only to point between Ienzo and the cabinet and raise an eyebrow. For whatever reason, he couldn't blame them for distrusting him...but it made him upset. Not angry but almost feel...like a child who was in trouble which was stupid considering this was his place and he didn't actually do anything wrong!!!

[I'm tired from typing and from the intensity of emotions you have. Seriously, if I didn't know any better I'd say you felt things on the same level as Sora.] But they both knew that wasn't true...so if that wasn't the case how was Ienzo's energy so strong? Maybe the Nobody was a LOT mpre tired than he wanted to admit.... regardless, he typed again.. too tired to control his temper. [You know..I think your illusions are neat. But right now, I think you're using illusion as a fancy word for lies.]

If his voice had been functioning, the Nobody would have hissed that. Though...anger was draining. A moment later, he sort of slumped down. [It's not an advantage...I feel like an ass.]

twilighttwin‌:

At least Ienzo wasn’t faking a smile anymore. That was something Roxas couldn’t stand. He’d rather the other be truthful than feel one emotion and see another. Besides, he didn’t have the energy to get into a fight at that moment…Especially not when he had been previously enjoying their company. Though…it left a nasty taste in his mouth. 

Guess it shouldn’t be a surprise if he considered their old title that they had tried to fake that smile though. 

He got distracted though by the next statement out of their mouth. Spar with…Xaldin and Lexeaus’ Somebodies? Huh. That wasn’t a bad idea actually, considering that the Nobody was….less afraid of getting too far into the sparring groove and actually hurting them. Though that started sending his thoughts down a different tunnel. Maybe he should actually spar with not just those two, though they were definitely an option that he hadn’t considered before that moment…maybe he should consider sparring with actual people. Might help him keep his skills sharp. 

Of course then there’s another question and a silent, frustrated growl slipped out as he typed. Man this would be so much easier if he could just sign. Though…he might have signed ‘you’re stupid’ without thinking with his free hand. 

[…I was tired before Ienzo. Remember you pointed that out? But…gotta admit feeling your emotions is..more than I’m used to.] Though admittedly sometimes, even his own emotions were overwhelming and caused him to slip into bad states. But he didn’t need to mention that part. [Blue mug in the cabinet. Can you hand it to me…?]

      What did he want a mug for? Something else to throw at them? Nonetheless, Ienzo nodded before pushing themself out of their seat. Blue mug in the cabinet. There it was. They walked back to Roxas, holding out the mug for him to take. If he threw it at them, so be it. 

      “Are you more tired than before, or has there not been a significant change?” Still a touch of anger. They sat down again, cerulean eyes boring into Roxas. “You should consider yourself fortunate. Not many can navigate past my illusions.” Evident sarcasm. Roxas could likely hear it. There was no point for them to try hiding much from the Keyblade Wielder anymore. The only thing they kept was their usual illusions for their physical appearance.

      “In a mere hour or so, you managed to do just that. Your ability seems to have a definite advantage.” 

[defiiantpupil]

he loses track of how long he stares at the phone in his hand, eyes glued to steph’s name, before finally pressing TALK. even as it rings, too loud in the ringing silence of the room, he has no idea what he’ll say  ---  how does he tell her that his brother is gone, dead because jackson couldn’t protect him? (but then again, that’s getting to be a recurring theme in his life, isn’t it?) 

as much as he doesn’t want to leave this in a message, he’s not surprised when it goes to voicemail; steph doesn’t answer her phone most of the time anyway, and if he’s being honest, right now he can’t even remember what timezone she’s in. he doesn’t want to leave it in a message, but she needs to know, she is ---  WAS  ---  just as important to abe as he is was.  ( waswaswaswas abraham in the past tense threatens to crush his ribcage even as he finally speaks. )

“hey, it’s me.” it hangs for a second before he makes his decision. if he doesn’t get it out now, before he falls to pieces, he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to. “there was ---  there was an accident.”  ( ACCIDENT feels like a fundamentally wrong way to describe it, hearing abraham’s final shouts and fight before that awful, awful silence, and the break in his voice betrays that fact. ) he realizes he’s gone too long without saying anything, but he still doesn’t rush what comes next, it sticks too firmly in his throat for him to even try. 

“something’s wrong with the lions, they ---  abe is... he’s gone, steph.”  his voice is shaking and so is he but he continues. “i tried ---  i don’t ---  i’m sorry.”

the door slams open as his arresting officer storms in, rage written all over his face. 

click.

@distanceheld    /    i don’t know if this is a drabble or a starter or what but i don’t want it so you have it.

[fiadhaisteach]

Things I’ve Read This Week* - 2021.06.19

New Stories

Dueteragony by little_lightning_lavellan (@little-lightning-lavellan) - Solas/F!Lavellan, Cullen/F!Lavellen - 30,624 words - WIP

Inquisitor's Bed by MidoriMaddie (@midorimaddie) - Solas/NB!Lavellan - 294 words - complete

In Hell I woke by Myskiteeri - Solas/F!Sole Survivor - 115,498 words - WIP

Shattered dreams and healing truths by Noire12 (@noire-pandora) - Solas/F!Lavellan - 4,505 words - complete

Rereads

What of the Hedge Mage? by CommonEvilMastermind (@commonevilmastermind) - Solas/F!Lavellan - 36,304 words - HSE WIP

Three!verse, Three by EllsterSMASH (@ellstersmash) - Solas/F!Lavellan - 29,574 words - HSE WIP on hiatus pending a rewrite

Tumblr (re)Reads

Bloodied & Broken Bits, How Solas learned of young!Ixchel’s fate by @dreadfutures - Solas/F!Lavellan

Gods and Monsters by @gingerly-writing - Original Fiction

Iwyn Lavellan, ⚜️The World prompt, ⚜️Please (on AO3) prompt by @thevikingwoman - Solas/F!Lavellan

Five Times Arrested by @theshirallen - NB!Lavellan

Plans prompt by @thevikingwoman - F!Lavellan

Bloodied & Broken Bits, ⚜️Dread Wolf Take You, ⚜️"i’m worried about you." prompt, ⚜️"You're bleeding." prompt by @dreadfutures - Solas/F!Lavellan, M!Mahariel & F!Lavellan

things you said prompt by @nug-juggler - Zevran/M!Tabris

Superheroes by @fakecrfan - Original Fiction

Subscription Updates

Unwritten by UnrealRomance - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 191-192)

What a Wicked Game to Play by Cracking Lamb (@crackinglamb) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 17-18)

Sugar Honey Iced Tea by AntlersandFangs (@thededfa), Beckily (@beckily), & Celtic_Lass (@thecelticlass) - F!Adaar/MBiT, Varric/MGiT, Krem/MGiT, MBiT/MGiT, Solas & MBiT (Ch. 38)

Well, S.H.I.T., there's more..., Well, S.H.I.T. by TitaniaFaerieQueen - Zevran/MGiT/Felassan (Ch. 21-22) If you read Sugar Honey Iced Tea, you really need to read this one too!

The Guardian by HumblePeasant (@solas-disapproves) - Solas/OFC, Dorian/M!Lavellan (Ch. 143)

Crazy, Rich, Elves by KeeperSpock (@outragedvulcan) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 7-8)

miles to go before the fall of night, across the ocean and over the ruins, the forest is dark and deep and i've seen you here before by victoriousscarf (@victoriousscarf) - Solas/M!Lavellan (Ch. 143-144)

Echoes Across Time by JLHall (@jlhallares) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 234)

Hay by Viking_woman (@thevikingwoman) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 8)

Scars of Light by Kallypso (@kallypsowrites) - The Darkling|Kirigan/Alina (Ch. 21-22)

In Another World by fenkyuubi (@fenkyuubi) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 66-69)

Maker's Balls And Then Some by FanForFen (@fanforfen) - Solas/MCiT (Ch. 62)

Running With The Halla by InArlathan (@in-arlathan) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 11)

Feral Verse, The Creature in the Woods by apfelgranate (@notenoughdragons) - Solas & F!Adaar (Ch. 7)

rhapsody in red. by wildmountainmoss - Solas & ONBC (Ch. 9)

Til It Squeaks: A Modern Girl’s Take on Thedas, Twist Some More by CrackingLamb (@crackinglamb) - Solas/MGiT (Ch. 16)

Dir'vhen'an, The Promise by oxygenforthewicked (@oxygenforthewicked) - Solas/M!Lavellan (Ch. 7)

Solas/Ayala, Fade In by Fairfaxleasee (@fairfaxleasee) - Solas/F!Trevelyan - (Ch. 1) complete, series sub

Heritage (English), Heritage by Luwan_Kyuu - Fen'Harel|Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 37)

Love Comes Home, Wolf's Pride by jasna - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 4-6)

The Rebel's Ascension by InArlathan (@in-arlathan) - Solas/OFC (Ch. 18)

The Lioness and the Wolf by Arden (@shift-shaping) - Solas/F!Surana (Ch. 48)

Lingrean Rosal'sule'din, The Future Is Not Yet Set In Stone by angelslaugh (@skyerie) - Dorian & F!Lavellan, Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 46-49)

lover, your back is bruised from what you carry, In the face of your light by noverture (@noverturemusings) - Solas/M!Lavellan (Ch. 92)

The Taming of Fen'Harel by beaubashley (@beaubartley) - Solas/F!Lavellan (Ch. 18)

lover, your back is bruised from what you carry, A tapestry of stars by noverture (@noverturemusings) - Dirthamen (Ch. 18)

» side note - multiple chapters may mean multiple updates; or might just be me refreshing my memory, reorienting myself in the story, or rereading some for fun. 😊

*TIRTW & can recommend (previous weeks)

[twilighttwin]

@temperedbydarkness said to this!

“Would you knock it off?”

He just blinks for a moment, tilting his head because he honestly doesn’t know why Riku seemed...Irritated?

[sasorikigai]

Sudden Shower Thoughts (tm), which PROMPTED Kuai Liang’s modern verse. 

He is a special crimes investigator and profiler serving the law enforcement (aka the Chinese version of the FBI - the Ministry of State Security), but he’s more like a liaison that works at the FBI (in United States, obviously) that gets dispatched to Japan. 

Just think of him as a W.ill G.raham in NBC Hannibal series. Intellectually-gifted and highly-esteemed, with his own baggage of trauma and sufferings. He’s also highly empathetic and has eidetic memory. 

Instead of fishing as a lifetime hobby, he sculpts using wood and ice. 

Wears glasses and dresses like Steve Jobs. 

Meets Hanzo in one of high-stake shootouts. Kuai Liang was dispatched there to profile the shooter that was involved in mass shootings (was not caught) and his stalker (a serial killer who collects body parts as trophies) attempts to cut out his right eye. Hanzo Hasashi (there as one of the Special Investigative Team - aka Japanese SWAT to infiltrate the defiant holdout) saves him from further maiming. 

Phlegmatic in appearance, bottles up his emotions (as does canon as best as he can). 

[courtedclover-a]

Single Parent Clover 

“I’ve never known the love of a parent until I became one.” 

Many months prior to the beginning of v7, Clover and his team were on a mission securing a delivery line of supplies for the communications tower project. There was an incident involving a young girl running through the snow towards the transport vehicles and she brought a trailing hoard of Grimm with her. The Ace Ops intercepted and eliminated the creatures of darkness, saving the girl who was in desperate need of medical attention. Her injuries were life threatening and an aerial rescue was dispatched, transporting the girl to Atlas Academy. Her medical reports are indicative of a far more telling story than that of the lost girl attacked by Grimm. ((I will write up another post detailing what really happened with all possible trigger warnings. Spoiler: It’s Bad, Scoob)) 

The little girl is an arctic fox faunus and dental examinations provide that she’s only six years old. One of her injuries consists of a crushed trachea, making it difficult and painful to speak. She was given the tools to write out her words, but the little girl lacked the proper schooling to write in the common language or any sub language. 

Atlas Military gained the immediate jurisdiction to conduct an investigation, to hold those accountable of the inhumane treatment of the little girl, and Clover was tasked in leading the investigation. He found that the girl has no living family, no history or records that she even exists. As the investigation continued, Clover became one of the few people who had jurisdiction to meet and speak with the girl. 

The two slowly begin to trust one another. She speaks only to him, her voice hoarsed and in whispers due to her injuries, but only in exchange if he peels the skin off her apples and cuts them into bunny slices. She tells Clover her name, that they called her foxface and weirdo and ugly and Clover corrects her, telling her those were never her names. She doesn’t remember her parents or anything before she was found. She seems very reclusive, hesitant, and always fearful. It takes quite some time, but the girl heals and heals emotionally before a personality emerges from her. 

Her semblance allows her to disappear which explains how she escaped her human captors and she wanders the academy a lot, looking for Clover with the excuse that she needs him to peel her apples. She’s known throughout the academy/military staff as The Girl. She’s in this sort of limbo state, unable to leave the academy and enter the proper government living assistance channels with her investigation pending. The start of v7 begins at this point. 

It’s a little off putting having a little faunus girl running around a school for teenagers and adolescents, but her investigation ends with no one being charged for the heinous crimes against the faunus child. No living family was ever found. Clover adopts her. 

Clover helps her pick her own name. She picks the name, “Moxy” because Clover said she had moxie and it gave her the courage. 

Moxy’s faunus trait is ears. She has white fox ears that blends into her white hair (She has no human set of ears like Blake does because biologically that makes no sense but anime i suppose). Her eyes are a bright blue color and she is tan skinned with long snow white hair. ((I imagine when she is older she looks like Rumi from MHA just not bunny ears, but fox ears.))

Her aura color is sky blue. Her semblance's name is “Conceal Don’t Feel” because later on in life she will discover she can also eliminate the presence of her existence, unable to be detected by machines, Grimm, or anything tangible. Her range is only on herself.

Moxy is very shy, hesitant, even scared upon first introductions, but give her time and once she trusts, she’ll open up soon after. She likes vanishing and jump-scaring Clover.

At the Academy, she came to know James, Winter, and the Ace Ops very well. Moxy likes and trusts them too. She likes playing with Marrow the most. She opens up a little faster to other faunus than she does for humans.

The official legal documents state Clover is her parental guardian. Her legal name is Moxy Ebi.

She starts calling him daddy the moment he takes her home. 

If Clover is looking a little stress mind your business. This parent stuff is hard and he needs a lot of help and resources. 

Now, I know what you’re wondering:

Kay, why did you make this verse canon compliance if Clover is dead? 

yeah i know 

what about it? 🙃

[twilighttwin]

"No. No, no and No again." This is what he gets for bringing up the headache that was his creation. Hell he didn't fucking understand it. "I'm Sora's Nobody, through aand through. But Kairi and Ven's Hearts inside his Heart, made things a little different. Naminé is Kairi's."

How did he explain this without just frustrating hinself and making himself upset? Or worrying Hayner? "Okay now you can...terminate a Nobody and the Heartless that matches it to recomplete it I guess? But.. since our Somebodies are still alive, we can't be "recompleted". We just sorta formed our own Souls so we couldn't totally...give them back what was theres?"

At least that was the case with hime

twilighttwin‌:

“No no..I’m a bit of a special case I guess? Cause Sora had Ven and Kairi in his heart before stabbing himself. So I like.. took Ven’s appearance..but usually when your Heart is taken by a Heartless you turn INTO a Heartless.”

“Y'know….maybe you should ask Ienzo. He uh…can explain this better?”

“ In his….. “ Okay, this went from regular confusing to trigonometry level confusing. Hayner had to try and digest this information for a moment, combining what he did know with what Roxas just told him. 

“ ….. So…. Ven and Kairi are like…. You and Namine’s parents ? “ 

[blaster-aichi]

Some -IF- thoughts and theories

Bearing in mind haven’t kept up as well as would like because Life(tm) — hopped in on most YouTube premieres thus far — so some things might have already been debunked, clarified or what-have-you but wanted to get this all down before Epi 7 happens this weekend (plan on marathoning everything so far again before then). It’s pretty clear they’re going for a much lighter tone with all the goofs and gimmicks but Vanguard’s not new to starting light and fluffy before taking a sharp turn.

IBUKI’S SIN

— Considering Ibuki’s talked about Vanguard Koushien in the past tense, it’s been on my mind what his “past sin” could be. That maybe there’s a possibility that Ibuki Deleting Aichi might have played a part in what’s happened to him — though it was brief and rectified quickly by allies on Cray, it was long enough for intervention, it could have equally been long enough for something else to take advantage of and bide its time, if the Outside World Aichi is wrapped up in this at all.

SHUKA

— Being the only character without an Outside World counterpart, Shuka’s a very odd character in comparison to everyone else. She’s very forthcoming about being from Cray when the writers were always really cryptic about Takuto and the truth surrounding him. Have been wondering if she chose Emi specifically because of the potential she held or because of her and Aichi’s relationship, but also her motivations about the whole thing.

Someone in YouTube comments posed a theory that Shuka messed up and inadvertently caused what’s caused everything to go awry and she’s trying to make things right.

— At the same time, something feels fishy about her. Firmly believe she’s got more to do with the distortions than she’s or the writers have yet to let on. The final shot of the Epi 7 preview feels ominous. Been suspecting that, if she really has a darker side to her, she’ll betray Emi at some point down the line, that particular shot fuels that feeling. 

REN

— If we don’t get an actual recreation of the “my job is done / but you didn’t do anything” meme, I’m storming Bushi HQ.

— Even though they’ve established Majesty Lord Blaster as being beyond Emi’s ability right now, hopeful that there’s more to Ren’s role than just to be the other half to Realizing him. Haven’t gotten to see Epi 6 subbed yet because been under the weather so chances are this has been debunked but, but hear me out.

Being able to combine himself with Blaster Dark in the same way Aichi has Alfred, would like to hope they’re playing with the Royal Paladin / Shadow Paladin feud that’s been ongoing since the latter’s introduction to the game, it’d be neat to take advantage of that and Aichi / Ren���s dynamic.

— It’s also a curious thing that his existence got erased as well, making me wonder if the same happened with Leon, when Aichi reached out to the both of them during Legion Mate to help him and they both refused. Did he attempt the same thing this time around? It’s a different continuity, but their being a trio of Psyqualia users remains.

GENERALS

— Their lack of presence and there being three left has my suspicions leaning towards Kai, Misaki and Kamui being the remainder of the Generals — and if that were the case, would really like to know if they had a choice in the matter. When we know full-well they’d never go along with anything of the sort previously. Even if they haven’t gone through the same experiences, this continuity has demonstrated how quick they are to mobilise when something goes wrong or one of them needs help.

Personally, would rather they not be the Generals. We didn’t see Misaki when Shin namedropped her, so maybe someone else has been put in her place as part of the greater distortion.

— Though doubtful about it, would really like to believe Leon, Koutei and an alternative Ren (/ Outside World Aichi?) are the remaining generals. If two Ibukis can exist at the same time, why not two of another character?

— The dream team would be Gaillard, Rati and Sera, but Bushi’s been doing whatever they can to minimize Legion Mate’s presence, so I can dream but it’ll be a pipe-dream if anything.

AICHI + THE BIGGEST DISTORTION

— Naturally my biased butt has a lot of thoughts about Aichi and what put him in the antagonist role. It’s great that we get to see him and Emi face-off in some capacity as we never got to see them cardfight before, and that she gets to play a more active role when it’s been left to his friends to help him while she’s on the outside or in the dark altogether. About why he’s completely fine with blasting her out a castle without a second’s hesitation? It points to him not being in his right mind; Emi already stressed he was a kind boy before so it’s likely he’s under something/someone’s control or something drove him over the edge. His vizor making it impossible to see his eyes has to be to cover up a visual cue of the sort, Psyqualia isn’t the maddening power we’ve seen in the past, but not so sure about ruling it out just yet.

— The photo on him and Emi in the Epi 7 preview raises a big red flag: it’s always been evident that Aichi went back to Miyaji of his own volition and seemed ready to do so, but the Aichi in this image looks anything but. There have been theories floating around that IF Aichi never received Blaster Blade, he never played Vanguard, etc., which would explain his apparent lack of confidence, but why go back in the first place if he felt so uncomfortable with the idea? Maybe he felt it necessary for the sake of university and beyond? Have I been able to stop thinking about this boy’s sad expression since Saturday? Absolutely not.

— Suiko mentioned Aichi is the biggest distortion and after sitting on the thought for maybe an hour, it drove home just how much changes without his existence, even in the manga/Reboot-verse:

— Kai doesn’t really ease out of his Solitary Fighter phase, Aichi was pretty integral to that. — Ren’s Psyqualia is never bested, so who knows what state of mind he’s in. — By extension, Foo Fighter is still be actively terrorizing card shops in the area — Kamui’s old shop doesn’t get saved from Foo Fighter’s control — Naoki doesn’t get his chance to make amends/redeem himself (though if Aichi never existed, maybe he’s a completely different person altogether now) — Miyaji doesn’t have a Cardfight Club — Brandt should still be a threat, pretty sure

Though it’s all pending the Outside World Aichi’s state in all of this.

“Rena, stop reading too deeply into things”. I can’t, help me.

P.S. Let Emi fight units directly.

[bohemian-rhapsody-slash]

Masterlist of OCs, AUs, and Fics

Different AUs/works referenced on this blog, can be found on AO3 under Kyluxfichell:

IBTYF: I Belong To You Forever, Dom/Sub AU with Maylor and Deacury *fic is completed*

SOMOTF: Standing On My Own Two Feet, sequel to IBTYF featuring BoRhap Boys *fic is completed*

PDOM: Pushing Down On Me, modern day arranged marriage AU with Deazzello, Harlor, and Maylee *fic is completed*

TTIKIFR: This Time I Know Its For Real, modern day Deazzello AU *fic is completed*

I Swear You'll Be Mine: Dark version of IBTYF, proceed with caution *fic in progress*

TTIKIFR 2: Sequel to TTIKIFR, *fic pending, coming after the dark verse, title and plot TBD*

There may possibly be more parts to the IBTYF saga, *TBD*

Miami verse: AU within IBTYF where Roger is paired with Jim Beach instead of Brian *TBD although I am 10000% prepared to beg for this fic to happen, I will kiss whoever's ass I have to*

OCs:

Jack Deacon, Matthew Deacon - sons of Joe and John (TTIKIFR verse)

Conner Lee - son of Gwil and Ben (TTIKIFR verse)

Andrew (Dom), George (Sub), and Nathan Mercury (Dom) - children of Freddie and John (IBTYF verse) 

Liam (Dom), Sophie (Dom), James (Sub), and Charlotte May (Dom) - children of Roger and Brian (IBTYF AU)

Real People:

Jim "Miami" Beach - Queen's manager irl and Dom of Roger in Miami verse

Luke Deacon (John's irl son), sometimes paired with Joe

Rufus Taylor (Roger's irl son), sometimes paired with Ben

Felix Taylor - (Roger's irl son, but also his son with Jim in Miami verse)

Adam Lambert - current frontman for Queen irl

WARNING: Shipping Freddie or anyone else w/ Paul Prenter is an automatic NOTP

Also, I forgot to put Jimercury on the ship list, which is a shame because I love them and they are the only canon ship we have. For those who are unaware, Freddie Mercury and his lover Jim Hutton spent the last 6 or so years of his life together, they were soul married, had rings, called each other husband, and are now resting in heaven with their cats (Jim passed away in 2010). 

******

What a star- thanks anon! ❤️❤️❤️