#the one who controls {mun}

[lookwhatyoudidithasanxiety]

Oh shit- its Moon isn't it... wheres my baseball bat?

HEY! ASSHOLE!

Ghost anon

//The voice doesn't react, though it seems like you're getting closer.//

Unknown: Stupid fucking...work!

[taviokapudding]

Sooooooo are we going to discuss South Carolina’s House Bill 3549 who’s goal is to execute abortion havers or…?

[gallusrostromegalus]

I noticed that in a previous AEIWAM post of yours, you noted that Kikōō stuck in his halberd that no one can use, presumably because all the other very powerful shinigami have swords of their own to wield or because there is simply no one powerful/compatible enough.

Over the course of AEIWAM, is anyone going to wield him?

It would be fitting, for the phoenix that bound himself to a sword to defeat Yhwach the first time would gain partnership and freedom while defeating Yhwach the second time.

besides that i have additional questions: Who was Kikōō's first wielder?

Kikōō has enough self-control and love for humans that he wouldn't roast a wielder alive, but the issue is that on a scale of 1-10, Kikōō's attacks START at 11, and wielding him AT ALL is going to cause massive swaths of destruction. He is actually more powerful than his father Ryujin Jakka, because of the hybrid vigor of being both Fire and Wind elemental.

Kikōō's first wielder was Yamamoto when even Ryujin jakka was struggling to defeat Yhwach, and he wielded Father and Son at once against That Bastard, the combined light of the Divine Flames driving the shadow back into a corner, until help arrived in the form of Ichibei Hyosube, who sealed Yhwach off from his power* and ended the threat.

*Technically he did! ...he just didn't count of The Thing Now Known as Yhwach being able to find another, WORSE way to tap into the powers cosmic.

Kikōō is often bored- the dome from the spiritual barrier limits how far his spirit can fly from the Halberd, and there is little he can do besides occasionally utterly destroy a soul. Yamamoto and Ryujin Jakka come to visit him often and keep him appraised of the events of Soul Society, and the Birds, especially the ravens Mun-yin and Hau-yin keep him company. Later, his nephew and grand-niece come to visit as well.

He gains a second wielder during the second Quincy invasion when, in the temporary absence of The Kenpachi, he is taken up and wielded by his beloved Grand-Niece, Yachiru Kusajishi.

[jellyj777]

01; Hit You | THE PATIENT

THE PATIENT | Book | Ch01; Hit you

JungkookxReader (fluff/angst/smut)

—Falling in love with a patient in an asylum might not be everyone's tea but you had a thing to fix something you never broke at first place.

words: 1.6k+

TROPES: One sided hate, TherapistAu.

SYNOPSIS:: —"Don't trust me, Believe in me"

WARNINGS:: Talk about abuse, Violence ahead, explicit language, Anger issues.

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Boom. Another slam.

"Let me check in, please." you mutter for the nth time to your colleague beside. You were just waiting for the male nurses to come back but hearing the noises inside, it was hard to not be worried.

"Ms. Mun, it's dangerous inside." the brown headed guy replies while peeping through the peephole of the door making you roll your eyes.

Yes, ofcourse it's dangerous. No shits.

Waiting for the nurses id the hardest thing, to be honest. Like god. Ho long does it take for them to bring a simple medicine. Darn. Long enough.

And another slam is heard, it was louder this time. Did he throw the chair?

"Doctor Jung," you sigh patting his shoulder in concern to move aside after hearing footsteps coming near behind you meaning the nurses are nearby. He nods and moves aside for you to go in

"Why do they assign male patients to female doctors at first place." Hoseok mutters under his breath while you unlock the door ignoring his words and the sight makes you freeze up in your place.

The chair was broken into pieces, the wall had hole in it, the bed was freaking broken into pieces and heck, the mattress was teared apart with the feathers flying around. How can he do this much with no weapon inside?

Your eyes meets the culprit as he smiles cheekily looking at you while breathing heavily. The pillow was in his hand with blood on his nails and bruises on his knuckles, the two male nurses rushes into the room and hold his hands making the pillow fall, pining him against the wall.

"What took you so long, doc?" Jungkook asks playfully,

trying to get away from the hold of the nurses, you finally move closer to him holding him in place as the nurse prepares the dose.

He feigned his frustration with a eye roll "Ah, the old knockout juice. Classic." He smirks, "Do you really need all these people here to control me?" He glanced around at the nurses and the other doctor who was standing in distancd, before fixing his gaze back at you.

"Just take the injection, hm?" you hum back holding his forearm against the wall keeping him in place, he playfully squirms under your touch keeping the eye contact with you.

The injection is now being injected through his forearm. The needle is pressed against the vein, Jungkook doesn't hiss. He is so used to these doses, keeping his gaze at you until he felt his eyes getting heavy, with a small sigh he doses off closing his eyes as his body falls on the male nurse.

The male nurse picks him up on his back and walks out of the ruined room, other patients were peeking out of their rooms to which you smile and follow the nurse to another room prepared for Jungkook to rest until his room is cleaned.

"Thank you" You thanked the male nurse who was making the passed out Jungkook lay on the bed. The nurse smiles at you and bows before walking out of the room leaving you alone with Jungkook.

Grabbing the chair on the side, you slide it near his bed to sit down. He won't wake up, even at the loudest noise and you're very well aware of that cause the dose of the injection was high. The light shone over Jungkook's face from the window above, he was beautiful even in this state.

You glance at his soft features while tucking him in, he was a new patient. A cocky one. He transferred to this hospital last week and would have, sudden outbursts just like today, to either get your attention or just for his own fun.

The next day, you were in the therapy room taking the patients one by one. There's only one way a patient will open up and that is by therapy. You became a licensed therapist for this job importantly —that's how important this job is for you.

You certainly did come in the lines of people who actually like jobs. Crazy.

The door opens up, the nurse walks in with Jungkook. Your next patient of the day, also your last and then your shift ends.

He wore the regular hospital gown with his long hair, the bangs covering his forehead. He has grown abit of facial hair, ruffling his hair he looks around the new room. New room but same feeling.

"Please, sit down." You smiled gesturing the chair infront of you, the nurse bowed leaving the room after making Jungkook sit on the chair comfortably. This was his first therapy session in this hospital.

"Do I really have to take in this shit?" Jungkook asks with raised eyebrows as you nod in return making him sigh in resentment, he knows all those past ass shit where the doctors will ask questions about his past and then judge him while writing the shit in your book as a 'progress'.

He noticed, you don't have a book or a computer to write down anything, okay. weird.

"I brought you something, Jungkook"

That's different. He thinks.

You smile taking out the lunchbox from the bag beside you, putting it on the table, you slid it towards the centre. With curious eyes, he takes a quick glance at you and then the box.

He takes the box in his hand and opens it up to finds something that he might have forgotten the taste of.

"Fruits?"

"Yes, fruits." you smile handing him the fork,

he grabs the fork and pokes it in the mango infront of him looking carefully at the deliciously cut piece. It's been awhile since he had a decent snack moreover a fruit. You keep an eye on the fork moreover on his vieny hand which had scars, self harm scars. Making sure he doesn't use the fork for any other obvious reason.

"Don't worry, I'm not in mood of doing anything right now." he replies feeling your gaze on his hand,

"That's good," you smile, he hums back taking a bite of the fruit. "So, how was your week?" you ask keeping tone casual, smiling at him for him to be comfortable.

"Just usual, being locked up in a cage." He says in nonchalant tone, eyes focused on the box infront of him, the hospitals might have been changed but it was a normal day for Jungkook just like everyday.

Maybe a little brighter after eating the delicious mango.

"You know it's the best for you," you reply to his nonchalant aura.

"Oh please, at this point. I would rather kill myself than be here." He pauses then looks up from the box at you, his expression turning abit serious,

"I don't want to be treated like some kind of animal. I don't want these constant meds, these watchful eyes. I want some goddamn freedom, some space to just myself without anyone fucking breathing down my neck" the frustration was visible in his tone and then a chuckle escapes his lips.

"But then again, I guess none of that matters, right? I'm just the crazy monster that's in need of fixing"

"I'll give you freedom."

You state after listening to him. He must be feeling sick in the four walls, I mean who wouldn't? And yes, he has to be under surveillance at any costs. Having cameras above his head whole day can be creepy. But rules are rules and there's nothing you can do to fix that.

His frustration was valid. You know it and he does too.

He drops the fork on the table and raises his eyebrows in suprise to which you nod with a smile.

"We can start slow." You reply to his unheard question reassuring him that you do want him to go out.

"Who the fuck is 'we'?"

"You and me, just for your own safety and policy. You cannot rome around alone" you shrug your shoulders as he scoffs and leans his back against the chair. He hates this. He hates being around people, especially a doctor. Especially you.

This was new to him, he didn't expect you to literally listen to his words, deep inside he was happy but why would he show that to his doctor? When, especially not wanting to raise your hopes high.

He had many bad experiences with the previous doctors which you weren't aware of maybe? So that is why his next question was really interesting in a way.

"You won't hit me or scold me for talking rubbish?" He questions, his voice quieter than before making you frown.

Hit him?

"Hit you?" You ask with a surprised tone

"Yeah? Like slap me?" he asks back, unsure in a way.

"Did your previous doctors hit you?" He nods.

Your eyes soften hearing that, there's a policy that you cannot do anything to the patient no matter how bad the patient is and it's a basic human kidness to not hut someone when they're already hurting inside.

That made you mad. Why would someone hit someone just because they have anger issues?

"I would never hit you, I'm so sorry you had to go with that." You spoke with soft tone, no matter how bad Jungkook or any patient behaves, you would rather let them hit you than you hit them.

You know that it's not their fault that they're in this situation. Jungkook keeps the eyecontact as his gaze was now much softer. He was totally suprised. In the two years of staying in a hospital, heck. He was in an asylum before. Nobody ever said that.

Nobody ever treated him like this, like a human?

Seeing his expression, you wanted to reassure him. "I want to help you, Jungkook. I know it's hard to trust me but please, just..." you pause fidgeting with the words not wanting to make him uncomfortable "...believe in me."

wattpad: Hit you; CH01 (read on wattpad)

[positivelybeastly]

What have been some of your favorite rps over the years? Have you developed any personal ocs that you particularly enjoy (I know you've got Dark Beasts going on, so if you wanna talk about what's going on there, that'd be cool too!

Oh, this is a tricky one! Not least because it relies on my memory, which is one of my least reliable traits, ha - but I shall do my best!

The first one that comes immediately to mind is this thread with @themckaytriarchy - it was sort of integral to the process of my getting over what X-Force did with Beast by taking control of it, and it also just let me dive into a more horror based thread, which I don't often get to do. Beast is a character who is often very horror-aligned, so getting to really explore that was a ton of fun. I got very poetic in there, but I had a great time.

There's also this thread with the same writer, which was sort of how Cereal and I really got to be such good friends, and how Hank and Tess ended up becoming BFFs. They just had such instant chemistry and bounced off each other really, really well, and I love getting to play Hank as the best aspects of all of his selves - the more mature vibe of his feline self mixing with his younger, gremlin energy, the regret of his modern self mixing in with that, I like when I can pull on all the strings at the same time, if that makes sense.

Oh! Another one is this thread with @silverjetsystm - one of the things I absolutely love about Hank is that he knows goddamn everybody, like, the man's been on every team you can imagine, so there's always some era you can dive into, and his time on the Secret Avengers was so undeveloped, and MK-mun has just been an absolute joy to write with. You can really tell when I'm getting into a thread because I just write reams and reams and reams, and things get more poetic, and Hank starts thinking heavier and heavier things.

Easily another one is this one with @thebettermccoy - I've been wanting a good Dark Beast to bounce off for ages, to the point where I took him on as an extra muse just so he and Hank could interact and I could practise their voices, but then Squirrel-mun took the brave step to take him on, and it's been a joy ever since. It's so gratifying to get to refer to one specific issue from 1996 that no-one but me and Squirrel-mun know about, and they know the lines of dialogue just as well as I do, and we can just dig.

Another one is this one with @themarvelliteraryuniverse - I've lowkey shipped Beast and Sabretooth for years because of Wolverine and the X-Men vol. 1 #8, and getting to actually attack that dynamic and explore it and see Locke's unique take on Victor mesh with my Hank in such an instantly compelling way . . . god, it's a dream come true for me, honestly. Something that often gets lost about Hank is his inherent sexual drive and energy, his repressed primality, his morals interacting with his pull towards the dark, and exploring that is always just a complete joy.

Oooh, ooh! This one with @notmymamasboy - not only is it fun to play Hank as getting used to being pursued again, but Stabby is just so good at throwing this inescapable, unrelenting energy into Raze that makes him feel like a force of nature that Hank has immense affection for and attraction to, but, again, knows has a lot of darkness attached to them. They just bounce off each other really well, and it's probably what fandom would qualify as a crack ship, but I just like the intellectual conflict intersecting with the interpersonal chemistry.

Another one I've loved is this one with @emmatriarchy - I'm an absolute sucker for getting to fill in missing bits of Hank's history, and I always thought it was such a travesty that X-Force never tugged on the very brief but incredibly impactful time where Hank and Sage interacted in X-Treme/New X-Men, because it adds such dimension to their dynamic. Getting to explore that in-situ is a dream for me, and I also just love getting to play Hank from specific periods with specific moods, especially with gloriously obscure and underappreciated muses, with is sort of this mun's whole thing. :)

Ooh, ohh! This one, with @maximummuses - I again felt like this entire thing was swept under the rug back in the 2010s, and it felt like such a disservice to Hank and Logan that they never got to have this conversation, that they never got to just GO AT one another, everything laid out, all honesty, all feeling. This was, again, just another dream for me, and as far as I'm concerned, this is canon and exactly how it happened.

Now we get into stuff that was more dynamics, and also older threads with are, like, a decade old . . . my X-Force Beast's twisted toxic relationship with dusktrip's Wolverine was a delight, and I miss that writer very dearly (they had to stop RPing due to a lack of time) because it let me just drown in a very dark place for a bit in a very controlled way. They, like themckatriarchy, were integral to me coming to terms with what X-Force did with Hank's character.

There are tons of threads with people like brandisnotmygivenname (Abigail Brand), technarchology (Warlock), hulksdontdoweak (She-Hulk), this-city-is-a-symphony (Dazzler), fangedfirecracker (Jubilee), levoleurcinetique (Gambit), healingtheassassins (Elixir), dontcallmejulio (Rictor) - a lot of people from nearly a decade ago who aren't active anymore, but I still think of them a lot, and a lot of the time, I have to remember that Hank's dynamics and history with these people in canon don't necessarily include these versions of the characters, ha.

But, very formative to my interpretation and exploration and journey with Hank.

As for OCs - I'm sort of a one fictional obsession kinda guy, so I don't really have too many! I did have a guy called Danny Jones who was a mutant based on Tito Bohusk from New X-Men. He was from a Young Avengers RP ages and ages ago, and I think at one point he was going to become a Ghost Rider? It was a long time ago, in fairness.

I also have an AU version of Hank called Sir Henry, codenamed Grandmaster, who's inspired by the Ghost Box steampunk version of Hank and Sublime. Instead of being a scientist, he's a Victorian era spymaster with Hank's typical intelligence, but a lot less of his warmth and ethical consideration. He tended to dual wield pistols a lot.

I actually still have some art a friend of mine did from the Exiles RP he came from. This is her OC, Joan, with whom he had a budding romance.

But, as of late, the biggest one has been The Irredeemable Beast, which has spawned a number of characters, the most significant of which is Zeke.

Zeke has always been a clone of Dark Beast, in my conception of him. I always figured that Dark Beast would absolutely be the type of person to keep spare clone bodies around because, frankly, he keeps wagging his ass at people who are stronger than him and can kill him, and the fact that he kept dying and coming back diminished only solidified to me that he would eventually kick the bucket and need an out.

The version of him in Irredeemable is altered slightly, in that he's a recently created clone of Dark Beast - in the original chain of events, he was released as a kid, along with a twin brother, Strauss, and they grew up relying on each other, eking out a meagre existence by living between the lines. They had full lives, but obviously severely disadvantaged, and hated Dark Beast whenever he was around because, well, why wouldn't they?

Zeke's fun to play around with just because he has a lot of Hank/Dark Beast's perception and wit, but he doesn't have the same level of intelligence, knowledge, privilege, or advantages, so he has a bit of a chip on his shoulder - yet he still tries to have fun, which is very Hank. He's a good grounding presence, which is why I decided to make him a central part of Irredeemable, and I have a good few plans for his arc going forward from Dark Beasts.

His narrative arc is sort of meant to tackle a big problem I had with both X-Force and, more widely, the Krakoan resurrection system, which is the amount of wasted bodies/clones, and the lack of thought put into what's a 'real' life and what isn't.

The whole Talon/Wolverine split is treated completely differently to how the clones in X-Force of both Hank and Logan are treated, and I wanted to unpick that, question exactly what a clone's life is worth, and question why we arbitrarily decided that we put more value on Talon/Wolverine, but carving dozens of Hanks and Logans was perfectly acceptable.

Every one of those Hanks or Logans could have been a valid individual in the exact same way that Ezekiel is, and I want Hank to have to think about that, and be faced with the ethical/existential question of the lives he arbitrarily brought into existence in such a cold, mercenary fashion without any consideration for his responsibility for them.

Zeke is just a really good foil for Hank, and Hank absolutely needs a foil, because his internal monologue is fascinating, but it really can get maudlin and self-involved, so you need to break that up with some youthful 'I don't give a shit' energy, which Zeke provides in spades.

One of the other characters in Dark Beasts, Yekaterina, is a pretty minor character, but pretty much any time I come back to my long term plans for the fic, I keep wanting to give her more to do. I think it's really important to me that X-Men have human characters who are friendly and pro-mutant, who make up the other half of the mutant metaphor, because that's something the comics really did just give up on for the longest time, and it makes such a difference to have a human who's like 'no, fuck Orchis, fuck all these racists, I'm with you because it's the right thing to do.'

I also have a tendency to write exclusively dudes, so Yekaterina and Jennifer Nyles keep being given more and more to do so that I break out of that writing rut. Same thing with Olivia Ocampo, the Orchis commander in Dunfee - I explicitly gave her a Marvel branded alliterative name so that I would use her more, and I know where her story goes. I need to get on that, actually, I want to release that chapter close to Christmas if I can . . .

Gorobitz and Taft are pretty shameless Rosencratz and Guildenstern expies. I like giving goons personalities, and I think it's funny exploring the weeds of the arbitrary distinctions of anti-mutant racism through the lens of a pair of garden variety Orchis grunts. They're gonna turn up in future chapters with similar segments.

I think that covers the majority of it? There are other characters who are going to appear later on, including an Orchis agent that I want to be a bit of a surprise. The entire fic is about the ramifications of Hank's actions and dealing with them, and that agent has a backstory that is all about Hank's actions and what they meant for her, and I think he's gonna struggle not to feel like he should just let her shoot him in the head when he finds out what her deal is.

Thanks for the question! It was a really good one!

[confessionsofa-roleplayer]

I'm one of those "weirdos" with a "self autonomous" muses, and as one of those weirdos, I think there's a very distinct difference between people like me, and people who use that as an excuse to force their self-insert fantasies. I've generally identified three main categories of roleplayers. People who write CHARACTERS, people who write SELF-INSERTS and/or WISH-FULFILLMENT, and people who write MUSES (and a 4th "people who make blogs but never actually roleplay" but that's irrelevant here). Yes I know "muse" is basically just another word for "inspiration", but hear me out. People who write CHARACTERS are the ones who go through conscious and deliberate decisions on how to write ("I think the character would think and act like this in this situation"), and are more likely to be pre-plotted heavy while sticking to the plot that was decided on without deviating from whatever was agreed upon. If it does deviate, it usually involves a lot of OOC discussion around it. Then there are your SELF-INSERT-y / WISH FULLFILLMENT writers. They aren't writing characters, nor muses. They're writing their projections of their fantasies of what they WANT characters to be, including bending or breaking character to achieve the desired result (Shippers are especially guilty of this). Such people frequently also try to manipulate OTHER PEOPLES' muses into bending/breaking character or manipulate the muns writing their target characters to, once again, achieve their personal fantasy. They might CLAIM to have a "self-autonomous muse" that "does what they want outside of their control", but this is a lie, and you can usually tell when you're dealing with one of these people instead of a Muse writer because that line will be used to excuse disrespecting OOC boundaries and force interactions / writing that other writers are not okay with, even after you've made those boundaries clear. Coercion is a common theme, but some particularly ballsy wish-fulfillment writers will just straight up force things. And then you have your true-blue ("self autonomous") MUSE writers, with characters who "write themselves" without putting much actual thought into it. And Muses can be fun, but they can also be annoying because they will frequently go off the rails at a moment's notice from what you wanted / decided while giving you the fat middle finger, and trying to force them back where you want them to go is tantamount to inciting writers block mutiny. The difference, to me, between the earlier described Wish-Fulfillment writer that pretends their muse "can't be controlled", and the ACTUAL Muse writer, is the Muse writer may not be able to control or change what their Muse wants to say, think, or do, but if it crosses another roleplayers' boundaries (or the writers' own boundaries ; yes, sometimes our muses trespass on OUR boundaries, even tho we write them. Think of it like an unwelcomed intrusive thought), the writer can still choose to NOT WRITE IT. I've written a LOT of Muses over the years. Some of them villainous or straight up nasty. I have also put a lot of Muses in "Time Out", or even retired some entirely and haven't gone back to writing them, because the Muse wanted to go in a certain direction and either 1) it would've crossed another writers' boundaries, or 2) it was something that I didn't want to write even if the OTHER PERSON was okay with it. If the person claiming they "don't control their muse" is using it to coerce or force an interaction you don't desire or are uncomfortable with, yes, THOSE people are just using characters to veil their own personal fantasies and are best AVOIDED (dealt with and seen plenty of THOSE people myself).

But generally, I find that if the OOC WRITER is willing or even WANTS to hard-stop an undesired interaction/thread/whatever should that situation arise (and isn't claiming they want to just to coerce you into agreeing to undesired themes, very important distinction! If you express discomfort and then reluctantly agree and they're TOO eager to get right back to it without considering your feelings, that's a BIG red flag) then chances are they actually do have a "Muse" separate from their personal desires and fantasies. A genuine "Muse controls themselves" writer will happily stick that Muse in the time-out corner if they refuse to behave themselves.

[cod-dump]

got any dragon!ghost and werewolf!soap headcanons? for fic research purposes, of course

I have very particular lore for dragons and werewolves (lycanthrope in general) so I don't know if you'll use them for your fic but I'll leave that up to you

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A run down of my lore:

Dragons are incredibly powerful magic users. They use their magic to shapeshift into a mortal form (usually a human-like form but not always). Unlike any human magic users, dragons don't need a power source or a conductor (like a wand) to perform spells. There are two groups of dragons, the Mun and the Arcane.

The Mun are your classic giant, flying lizards while the Arcane are not what you would look at and immediately recognize them as a dragon. The Mun are are more adept in physical combat and destructive magic while the Arcane are more adept in spellwork (though they can be just as devastating in a fight like a Mun).

The Mun are the ones most commonly interacting with non dragons, going out into the mortal world. The Arcane are rarely seen out of their kingdom among floating islands and mountains in their home realm.

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Lycan come in many shapes and forms. The gift of lycanthropy can be hereditary or given to someone through a short ritual (the lycan has the person drink their blood). Some bloodlines result in stronger lycan. The families in these bloodlines tend to be very proud of their heritage and big on staying true to one form. Wolf lycan with wolf lycan, bear lycan with bear lycan and so on.

Hybrids are possible and do exist. They're usually outcasts from lycan that share a true form. Anyone gifted lycanthropy from a hybrid are said to have unstable forms but no one really knows if that's true.

The matter of changing during a full moon is very real. All lycan are forced into their beastly forms during this time but this is not the only time they can change their forms. Lycan from long bloodlines have adept control of changing their forms while lycan outside of these bloodlines may not be able to change their forms as frequently as they would like.

(Lycan are not very strong magic users and are capable of doing basic spells with the aid of a conductor but outside of that they're not much good)

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Ghost, like all dragons, is very adept in magic. Due to his mortal form being near identical to an average human, Ghost is able to hide amongst humans as a magic user rather than a dragon. Due to Ghost never changing into his true form, no one knows what he looks like. He can easily have two lives, one as a man and one as a dragon, and no one knows. Ghost doesn't really have a life outside of 141 due to dragons not being very welcomed into society. This has lead to him contemplating returning to his home realm (which he has almost done several times).

(I like the idea of him as a Arcane but Mun works too)

Soap is a lycan and is loud and proud about it. He's very in control of changing his form whenever (his mohawk stays when he changes) and uses that ability when on missions. He has a pack instinct and bonds with the members of his team and becomes very protective over them. After joining 141, Soap found himself lonely because those he pack bonded with aren't with him. After taking out Hassan, Soap bonds with Ghost, making him a part of his new pack.

(Personally, I like the idea of Soap not being a 'true form' lycan but either someone from a short bloodline, a hybrid, or someone who was changed into one)

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[bp-zb1fics]

Yelling

pairing: kum junhyeon x bp trainee reader

genre: canon, fluff, humour, crack

tw/tags: a lot of yelling, seunghwan is a tired boi, shirtless kum junhyeon, ggang team chaos, very slight suggestive themes towards the end

wc: 1024

summary: when junhyeon gets a little too loud, it’s time to call for reinforcements. You come to claim your morning cuddles.

a/n this turned out longer than I expected it to be but anyways, a love letter for our all-rounder and master of variety, hope you all enjoy! Trying my best to do more bp trainee fics before zb1 starts activities since I’ll probably do more fics about the members!

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It’s a perfectly peaceful morning at the Boys Planet dorm. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping-

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

-and Kum Junhyeon is yelling.

“-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

He’s always yelling.

“-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

Except for when he’s sleeping, eating or seriously practicing,

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

It’s quite normal for him to exceed maximum volume capacity.

“-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

Only Seunghwan had gotten approximately 3 hours of sleep and he’d like to get a few more before they actually have to get up for a long day of practice.

“-AAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

Times like this is when he wished that any other team had been open when Sung Hanbin had moved him out of Tomboy.

“-AAAAAAAAAAA!!”

Literally any other team.

“.....”

And just when he goes back to dreaming about making the Top 9 or maybe even going home for the break and getting to sleep in his own, blessedly quiet bedroom…

“YA! YOU BRATS COME BACK HERE OR I”LL-”

A series of expletives follows, too colorful for Seunghwan to even wonder how Junhyeon at his young age knows. Ggang’s tired leader sits up, staring daggers at Chen Jianyu who, in all this chaos, manages to stay dead asleep. If only he could. 

And since Seunghwan’s day can only get better, the door flies open and slams shut, Jianyu stirring a little in his sleep before settling back into slow, even breathing. Seunghwan wants to strangle them all, seriously and it isn’t even Jianyu’s fault.

Lee Jeonghyeon and Mun Junghyun stare up at him sheepishly from where they’re crouched on the floor, one of them holding what looks like Junhyeon’s practice clothes. Which means-

Seunghwan resists the urge to commit murder which has been a thought on his mind more than what should be usual. While they are three years apart, the other Wakeonez called them the demon twins and now Seunghwan was acutely aware of why. Before they can say anything, Seunghwan shushes them. At this rate, he figures that he either kicks them out to the hall and Junhyeon starts yelling at them or Junhyeon finds them and starts yelling. All scenarios end with Junhyeon yelling, he thinks, there’s no scenario where Seunghwan wins and gets a few more hours of sleep. Unless-

Reaching for his phone, Seunghwan dials the number that the Back Door team advised he call for Junhyeon volume control.

__________________________________________

You’re jolted awake by your phone, vibrating quietly beside you. Without looking at the contact, you answer it, sneaking a glance at your two roommates, both fast asleep.

“Yes it is” 

You confirm when the caller asks for your name.

“Ah, this is Lee Seunghwan from the Gang team. Listen, I’m really sorry to disturb you but Junhyeon is-”

__________________________________________

Seunghwan hangs up from the call and sends a silent prayer to the universe for strength to deal with his demons team.

As if on cue, the door swings open and there he is, in all his glory, Kum Junhyeon, with his hair still damp from the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist and his nostrils flaring with a fury. The offenders shriek, scramble off the floor and conveniently find themselves on top of Junhyeon’s bed. Seunghwan braces himself.

“YA! HOW DARE YOU-”

Three things happen simultaneously. The door shuts, Junhyeon freezes and Jianyu finally wakes up. 

You survey the scene before you and sigh, turning to your boyfriend. Trying your best to remain composed, you fix him with a dead eyed stare, pointedly ignoring the droplets of water beading down his flat stomach. While it’s not Kim Jiwoong’s abs, it’s still doing things to you.

“Ah Hyeoni, what’s this I hear about you yelling so early in the morning? And walking around like this? Ya, you know there are kids here.”

You see the gears in his head turning before he drops his posture and says your name, laying the aegyo thick the way he does whenever you scold him. While you’re unfazed, the rest of the room’s occupants visibly cringe.

“Junhyeonie was showering and those meanies took Junhyeonie’s clothes so Junhyeonie chased them and told them to give back-”

You decide to stop him before Seunghwan actually commits murder.

“Mhmm well get your clothes back and come to my room. It’s early, let’s sleep a bit more before breakfast.”

So after extracting his clothes from Junghyun, who’s still in shock from the aegyo overload they had all borne witness to, Junhyeon trails after you, clutching them close to his chest with one hand and letting you drag him by the other.

As soon as the door closes behind the two of you, Seunghwan heaves the biggest sigh of relief. With one look at his teammates all dozing off as well, he finally closes his eyes and gets the sleep he needs.

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You love Junhyeon morning cuddles. Well, you love any kind of Junhyeon cuddles.

But there’s something about mornings and trying your best to burrow yourself into the blanket as he wraps his arms around you and tangles your feet together. Your roommates are still fast asleep and unbothered though you know they’re going to tease you later when they wake up and find Junhyeon in your bed.

You look up and he’s looking at you, your bodies so close that it’s almost impossible to tell where you end and he begins. You’re still a little distressed from witnessing his post-shower glory and so you tug him forward into a lingering kiss. He chases your lips, hands sliding to hold yours.

His breath goes a little shaky as you trail soft kisses across his cheeks and down his neck before returning to his lips. He wishes it could last longer but soon the fatigue from weeks of grueling practice and lost sleep sets in. You rest your head against the back of his neck, spooning him as he holds your hand, pressing kisses to your knuckles.

“Love you Hyeoni.”

You say, voice muffled as you bury your face into him.

“Love you too.”

He says so softly that you almost don’t hear it as you doze off. But you do because even when he whispers, Junhyeon’s love for you yells for the whole universe to hear. And you heard him.

[ladyohdeath]

💀 --- now that the show is over, i can FINALLY write out my marvel/mcu verse in full detail. in this post i will be writing out my verse, and below the cut are all of my specific canon divergences from the show "agatha all along". for full details on the divergences, please read my carrd here. if you want to write with my rio within the world of mcu/marvel, please read ahead!

since the dawn of time, death has existed. all living beings must experience it, as is the way of life. since before humans could grasp the concept of death itself, rio vidal has existed. this is a name she's chosen for herself, after many centuries as a nameless being. her job is to move bodies and souls from one phase of existence to the next, wherever it may be. this has always been her purpose, and it has never affected her, not in the way you'd think it might. death is gifted with human-like emotions, with empathy and pain. she feels it, but it is never personal. until she is set to ferry off multiple bodies in salem, many centuries before the one we are now in. it is carnage, and the creator of said carnage stands before her, looking at her with something akin to fascination. rarely does anyone look at death this way, and so she is intrigued. she does not expect it to become something more, and certainly does not expect to fall in love. centuries pass this way, with her hand in a human witch's, duty becoming an afterthought. she experiences emotions she did not realize she was capable of feeling. until, one day, duty wins out above all when she is forced, against her will, to take the life of the young boy that she and the witch had magically created. her first and only semblance of a family, she finds that she has no choice but to take him to the afterlife, forever affecting her and destroying her relationship. with this scar deep in her soul, she carries on with her work, all the while unable to shake the harrowing pain of her past. for longer than humans have existed, death has been alone. now that she has had a taste of not being alone anymore, she finds that the desire to get that back haunts her. as death, she works with other cosmic entities, as well as other grim-reaper types. she is a witch in her own right, the embodiment of life and death, with control over plant life, weather, and everything you can imagine surrounding that. she is death for all beings, in every realm, in every universe, and has the ability to walk through the fabric of time as she wills. a bad enemy to have, but an even better ally.

canon divergences

if you've seen agatha all along, you'll immediately know that the mun is really bitter over the way rio has been treated. i write her very differently so please give this a read and read the full details on my carrd as well. i will not write any verse i which rio is different than this. i will not write an au where she acts the way she did in the finale. i would much rather write my version, personally. it's just what i prefer. i didn't like the way they did my girl. rio is not an anti-hero, but she is also not really a villian. she is a cosmic entity, a personification of life and death, and i feel like the show really fucking forgot this.

💀 --- for starters, rio is not vengeful. she does not like when people escape her, but she does not spend all of her time chasing down those who escapes her. rather, in my canon she is curious. she will stalk and watch someone, but she won't take their soul, upsetting the balance of life and death means that she cannot upset it, either.

💀 --- rio has emotions. the show did a damn good job at erasing those emotions somehow, but they are there. death needs to have empathy in order to do her job.

💀 --- rio was there during nicholas's life, and considers him her son. nicholas was born through magic, not conceived. the show heavily implies that rio is involved in his creation. i have rio as the baby daddy. i will probably assume this in all of her main verses. throughout nicholas's life, she was there, watching over him.

💀 --- her intention was never to fully kill agatha. she did not stalk about, attacking her at every turn, tormenting her. the show seems to try to paint this as death making her life a living well. my rio is much more human. she loves.

💀 --- her touch does not kill. i really don't know if this is what the show was going for, but i noticed that she rarely touches anyone. even during episode 9, she doesn't approach or comfort agatha at all, as though she's afraid to touch her. i fuckng hate this, sorry. her love language is physical touch. she loves to touch those she loves. her touch does not maim nor does it kill. to those who might not know her well, it might seem like it does.

💀 ---her black heart beats. my biggest issue with the show is that after her death reveal they like totally turned off her emotions. i absolutely hate this and do not support it in my canon. the thing she resents about herself the most is the fact that she loves. she knows and understands her emotions, and she loves and experiences loss all the same, try as she might to bury it or pretend otherwise.

for full divergences from episodes 1-7, please read my carrd here. i will only write out my divergences from the finale in this post to keep it somewhat short!

💀 --- episode 8. as i said before, i do not have rio as particularly vengeful. when she has her conversation with agatha, she points out that she knows about billy, and that he is disrupting the sacred balance of life and death. at this point, she feels a little crazy, and agatha tells her to just take the boy. she pauses and explains that she can't, she has to either ignore it or he needs to come willingly. ==she does not demand that agatha brings him in.== i just don't like that part and i don't like the fact that she was using agatha the entire time. i think that almost erases some things.

this also would erase the whole dialogue about how agatha doesn't want to see her after she dies. i don't like the deal and don't really want to write it, except on special occasions, i might make an exception.

later on in the episode, after agatha is freed from her trial (whether or not the trial remains the same is up to the player. in my personal headcanon, it's different for her, but i digress.), she is outside waiting. there are a few lines of dialogue here that i do not like. mostly the "but you love me!" part, and a couple of other things. all you need to know is that if it paints her as crazy, i probably erased it. she does not attack agatha to take her in place of billy. she never considers this.

her body and soul is not a replacement for what billy has done, and does not help tip the scales. she attacks because she wanted a rematch, and it ends in a stalemate. whether or not billy shows up is up to the player i'm writing against, but in the end of the scene, rio has to come to terms with her past. she has to come to terms with the fact that for so long, she has put duty in front of love. she chooses to ignore billy and let him live. she chooses, also, to let agatha live and decide on her own whether she ever wants to see her again. she makes her choice, and her choice is her heart.

she does not kill agatha. she does not. she just doesn't. i thought it was beautiful how she covered her in flowers after, the only one she's ever loved, but oh my fucking god, she does not fucking kill her. i do think she does kiss her as they part ways but it is not a kiss of death.

💀 --- episode 9. my most obvious divergence from this is the fact that she is there during nicholas's time being alive, in the background or watching. she is there when he is born, she doesn't touch him, but she is involved. she makes appearances in nicky's life. she is not a deadbeat dad, i swear! also, she is the father, because i said so.

[number1yisuchongfan]

Pls pls PLEASE tell us more about your prince sniper au!! I’m already obsessed bc him and scout look so handsome🥺

I’m happy to explain!

Okay some background information:

So it starts with the moment when Bill-Bel gets into an argument with the original (mostly white) ministers of New Zealand about how even though he, a Māori man, saved all of New Zealand from “magma and nuclear war” they refuse to let him join the council and make him a minister.

They tell him because they’re sick of living down there and that’s he’s not worthy of being on there.

In his frustration, he manages to rally up the Māori iwi (tribes) of New Zealand and many of the white New Zealanders, into making him into the king.

He changes everything once he’s in control. The white New Zealanders or Pākehā get sent off to live in their own space within Aotearoa and the Māori get to having the majority their land back.

The next 29 years is quite peaceful, the local nature and wildlife grow in population back to pre colonial times and so does the Māori people. They bring back old ways of life and traditions along with more high tech gadgets (because canonically New Zealand in tf2 was made of extremely smart people).

And now onto the Sniper and Scout part of your question:

And then coming Sniper or I should rather say Mun-Dee Taumata.

He’s next in line and has only really ever known of being a Royal and living like the way he does, in a giant palace with guards always protecting him making him extremely sheltered and honestly very calm person.

He isn’t allowed to go out alone, but Mum-Dee finds his ways, always sneaking out to visit his kiwi, who’s named after the Māori goddess of loyalty Hinekepea, in his family’s Royal Aviary. She tries to protect him and gets angry whenever he comes back smelling like one of the ladies that Bill-Bel set him up with.

Oh, I should mention that the minute he turned 18; Bill-Bel was trying to get him wife so he could make an heir (no matter how many times Mun-Dee explained he was gay)

Then in the summer of 1972, out appears Mann Co. reps (All of RED Team + Miss Pauling and Mr. Bidwell) to try to make an agreement with the Aotearoa government on if they can used some of the Australium they own.

They didn’t know of the change of the government and when they arrived they were shocked to say the least. Scout especially.

The Māori people held a welcoming ceremony or a pōwhiri for the first ever manuhiri (visitors) to their home in 40 years with gifts, dance, music food, and of course, get a personal welcome from the Royal family. Mun-Dee had been extremely excited, and when he was about to do a hongi (which is we’re you touch noses together and do a handshake in welcome) with Scout, he slapped him.

It was a misunderstanding, Scout thought Mun-Dee was going to kiss him so he did some unnecessary self defense.

And that was the exact moment Mun-Dee got his first ever real crush on anyone.

And they eventually get together, Spy tries to blackmail Scout into marrying him quickly so that if Bill-Bel died mysteriously; Scout can be married to a king for political reasons. Scout just wanted Mun-Dee for who he was.

Scout meets Hinekapea and she almost kills him, more like jumped onto his back when he had been trying to make out with Mun-Dee. He leapt off and as soon as he was off of him, Hinekapea got onto Mub-Dee’s chest and made some angry sneezes at him. Mun-Dee had just thought it was cute and apologized to her for bringing Scout without warning.

Here’s a lil comic for when Hinekapea, after having a specialized kiwi home (like a catio almost) put in Mun-Dee’s room so he could always see her, treats Scout:

[lewdiverse-archive]

Fetish Alphabet ask

After seeing quite a few of these floating about I've decided to make one myself, though for more taboo/extreme kinks as well as situations not commonly found on asks like these~

These are designed to be asked for both Mun and Muse/Muses alike (at the discretion of the person reblogging). Each letter comes with questions though feel free to ask more as well as ones which are already stated~

Please remember that anything discussed from these are purely based within kink and fantasy, not a reflection of the views of myself or anyone whom reblogs this. As such the receiver has the right to refuse to answer.

A - ageplay: Do you enjoy it? What kind specifically? Do you prefer playing older or younger?

B - bimbofication: Is this something you enjoy? To what degree? Are you the Bimbo or the one making them?

C - cuckold/quean/cake: Which of the four roles are you; Cuckold/quean or Bull/Cuckcake? What level do you enjoy this to? Who do you enjoy cucking/being cucked by?

D - dehumanisation: To what degree do you enjoy this? What do you enjoy being instead?

E - events (raves, festivals, ceremonies): Are there events you particularly enjoy being lewd at, such as weddings or ceremonies? What about raves or festivals, both small and large?

F - foodplay: Is there any food you particularly enjoy?

G - gags: What's your favourite kind of gag? Do you use these purely in the bedroom or elsewhere?

H - hypnoplay: Are you the hypnotist or the patient? What do you enjoy being made to do/making your patient do? Is hypnosis about control to you, or more?

I - intoxplay: What's your pick of poison? Is there such thing as taking too much?

J - jizz: Do you enjoy giving or recieving cum? Is there a favourite place you like shooting/taking cum? Do you enjoy cumplay?

K - knife play: Do you prefer holding the knife or having it held to you? Do you have a favourite blade, if so what is it like?

L - licking: Do you enjoy using your tongue/having a tongue used on you? Where do you enjoy being licked/licking?

M - molestation: Are you the molester or the molested? Where do you like to feel/be felt? What kind of setting do you enjoy?

N - nails: Do you enjoy natural or fake nails? Do you prefer good looking fingernails or toenails? Do you enjoy a particular colour/pattern?

O - orientation play: Do you enjoy your orientation being involved in kink? Do you enjoy changing a persons' orientation/having yours changed?

P - powerplay: Do you enjoy the changing of power in a scene? Do you prefer going from top to bottom or bottom to top?

Q - question: A free space to ask about a kink not listed here (because what kink starts with a Q anyways)

R - raceplay: Do you think there's one superior race or that one in particular is inferior? Do you enjoy using your race as a reason for dominance or submission? Do you enjoy any particular race, either real or fictional?

S - somno: Do you enjoy being the sleeping person or using the one who is sleeping? Do you enjoy purely sex or teasing?

T - tattoos: Do you find tattoos attractive? Are there any in particular you like? Would you get/have somebody get a tattoo for purely kink/sexual reasons?

U - unusual toys: Do you enjoy using objects that aren't exclusively designed as toys? What are some things you've used? Do you have a particular favourite?

V - villains: Are you a whore hero or a sultry villain? Do you enjoy breaking heroes/being broken by villains?

W - worship: Do you enjoy being worshipped or worshipping? What is your favourite thing to worship/have worshipped?

X - X rated places: Have you ever been to an X rated place i.e. sex shops, adult cinemas, brothels, ect? What is the Likelihood you would go to one? Where would you want to go?

Y - your choice: The reciever of the ask picks one of the letters to answer. The one asking chooses who the ask is for.

Z - zombie apocalypse: Do you enjoy the idea of a lewd apocalypse? What creatures would you want to see besides zombies? Would you rather be a survivor or part of the horde?

[mothvalentino]

"Hola, b*tches~ Let's be real, you all know who I am (ʃƪ˘ﻬ˘) THE chulo of hell with them legs up to heaven, oh! Baby, come visit my salón, I got every flavor you could dream of ཐིཋྀ IF you got the MONEY."

( ͡♥ 3 ͡♥) HEART EYES MOTH-A-F*CKAAA ( ͡♥ 3 ͡♥)

💋 @mothvalentino: semi-hiatus, indie, selective, semi-serious RP account for Valentino of Hazbin Hotel, canon-based + headcanons, muns have to be 18+ to RP with me, minors DNI

💋 Writer: V, age 30+ aka OLD AS HELL, hobby artist, chaotic, Aries

💋 Rules:

ཐིཋྀ selective

ཐིཋྀ any explicit writing only with consent & under a read more

ཐིཋྀ no pressure on reply speed

ཐིཋྀ various trigger & content warnings that come with the character will be tagged as TW: [trigger name], if you have specific triggers that you need to be tagged please message me

ཐིཋྀ if you want to RP don't send me vague anons but please just reach out to me directly via the messenger

ཐིཋྀ I'm not a big fan of reblogging answered asks, just tag me in a new post instead and we can reblog the thread from there

ཐིཋྀ don't god mode my muse aka don't write as if you have control over what Val does or how he does it, this does not mean you can't do stuff to him or write your muse's interpretation of his actions but leave Val's reacting to me, ok?

ཐིཋྀ I'm not against preestablished relationships but building a connection will still take time, this goes hand in hand with the no-god-modding rule

ཐིཋྀ if you have an issue with a reply of mine / if I broke one of your rules unknowingly I would appreciate it if you'd just tell me directly

ཐིཋྀ I like to answer anons but I don't RP with them as if they were muses unless I know who sent them and/or it's a crack thing

ཐིཋྀ I have no mains/exclusives which means I'm open to RP with duplicates of muses, however, the nature of the relationship with individual muses strongly depends on character development / events that already took place in threads

[thecozycamper]

I have a question, and while no, you're not forced to answer or even glimpse at it, it has me wondering...Do you or any of your peers, for that matter, ever think about the respawn machine? Not just a simple glimpse, not just "Oh, respawn is respawn." Have any of you ever worried about it?

•|| I just found this blog today I'm going to give him an existential crisis I'm not sorry - Mun

content warning for descriptions of physical injury

It was the first time Sniper had been left in a pile of pure agony. The first time the Australian had experienced respawn, it’d been a sobering experience. He’d gone through almost 30 years of life without giving death a house call, and suddenly in a fraction of a second, he was inside sitting on the couch. A dull ache in his temple, and he hadn’t even noticed the enemy snipers dot. But, it’d been just that. Quick, nearly painless in a way that was almost forgiving… A round to the head, a knife to the back, a lethal blow to the temple. Snipers weren’t a part of the main action, hidden as he was, it would take- DID take-  a short time for the other classes to get smart to his tactics. He’d yet to experience being canon fodder to the frontline. He couldn’t tell whether it’d been on purpose or unintentional, maybe it’d caught on that the marksman was reluctant to seek help when he was injured, and it was a decision to prolong his participation in the ongoing spat for the control point. Splayed out on his front, he couldn't move. Chest rattling with heaving gasps, his nails dug into the floorboards in an attempt to find purchase. Pain, pain, pain. An agonizing numbness that started from the epicenter of it all, spread down into his hips and legs. That thin blade jammed in-between the disks of his shoulder blade had missed its mark. He remembers the voiceless pleas that fell from his lips, reaching out towards the weapons that’d been removed from his person and tossed far away. He doesn’t remember who must have found him in that way, and helped him along. But he remembers coming to in respawn and collapsing onto the cold floor, his brain far delayed to his body.

Respawn was hardly forgiving, but the little mercy it did have was taking away the memory of the last few seconds of your previous life. Sometimes that just wasn’t enough… Everyone had their own theories, and only so few actually know how it works. Sniper wasn’t one of them. He’d heard numerous things over the years… had formed his own ideas, trying to blame his own physical condition rather than acknowledging that the mental toll was so taxing. Death was so normalized. Respawn is normal and death is common. You can believe it as faithfully as you want, but it doesn’t change the fact that it happened, that most of the time you remember how it happened. It didn’t matter that you woke up physically okay, it was like an imprint, some sort of muscle memory. Invisible tolls. Dying so many times to the same thing over and over again. Sniper gets horrible headaches sometimes, right in the smack center of his head. Other times, it’s like his body locks up and stiffens. The center of his spine becomes a pin point for a nonexistent injury that forces him to his knees, and he has to sit there and wait for it to subside. Poor posture and chronic back pain, that’s what he tells himself. — Snipers fiddled with the flayed edge of his glove's thumb, considering the question in a terse silence.

“...S’not my area of expertise. Leave that to the Doc and Truckie.” He starts, “it lets us do our jobs. All I need for it to do. …I don’t think much about it, not the machine itself anyways. I’m no engineer- specially not one to compare to ours. If it works, it works.”

“I worry about my teammates. One thing supportin’ them from my nests and towers outside the fray, seen my mates get themselves into some nasty binds. Sometimes it’s on me to get them out of it. … It’s just, it’s nasty work and some things are better left on the battlefield. Respawn ain’t perfect. It keeps us alive alright, has that part down to a science. Hell, sometimes it’s more tedious if anything. You take a hit in a bad way and come back looking for some retribution.” Sniper pauses to clear his throat, scratching his chin thoughtfully. “I just think it’s best they help each other stay sane at the end of the day.”

[confessionsofa-roleplayer]

nobody really talks about how hard it is to be an autistic mun with one of your special interests quite literally being tumblr roleplay. like, not only can you not control this hyperfixation or stop liking it more than a normal amount at the flip of a light switch, you'll also have partners who treat it as more of a hobby while you yourself are very passionate about plots/threads/muses to such a degree that you feel REALLY alone/isolated within the rpc… and on top of that, there's also the trauma that comes with someone literally telling you off for being 'too into roleplay', as if there's something inherently wrong with you replying quickly/consistently or being very enthusiastic about roleplaying/plotting compared to the average person. like, at this point, i think there needs to be a support network for autistic muns who are treated terribly for daring to act neurodivergent around their partners, because i'm sure it isn't just me who experienced this sort of ableism in the rpc, to the point where we feel like we have to mask our disability in order to actually be accepted or treated with basic respect and decency.

[bp-zb1fics]

Smells like cowards

pairing: seunghwan x crush reader

genre: university au on crack, humour

tw/tags: dance club, pining, girlypop duo does tomboy, kep1er character cameos, swearing, ggang team is back, seunghwan is very much harassed, leejeong munjung devil twins, chen jianyu just vibing, kinda unhinged ngl, confessions

wc: 1248

summary: no, seunghwan was not pining and he definitely wasn't staring at your ass, thank you very much.

a/n it's taken a long time but I finally wrote it! Also idk titles so I just stole from seunghwan's lines in ggang lol. Thank you so much @milie02 for requesting this! I hope you like it~ Everyone pls enjoy~

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Sometimes you wonder why the cute boy, who you sometimes catch watching you stretch before practice, never tries to talk to you. It’s not that you’re assuming anything. It just happens that he looks your way a lot. And yes, you do notice it. Maybe he thinks he’s subtle but he really isn’t.

You haven’t been in the dance club for very long. While you’ve been trying different styles since you were little, your first year of university was a whirlwind, living away for the first time, getting used to classes, going to MTs and festivals, joining the organisations that your sunbaes recommended. It left you little time, if any, to look for a studio where you could practise your beloved hobby.

Luckily, one of your sunbaes introduced you to the dance club, open to all majors and exactly the thing you were looking for. 

“Okay everyone, from the top.”

You’ve been grouped up with Seo Won, Kim Dayeon, Cha Woongki and Seo Youngeun for a cover of (G)I-DLE’s Tomboy, one of the performances that regularly made up the repertoire for the club’s end of the semester showcase. The last time this song was performed had been legendary, led by now graduate students Shen Xiaoting, Zhang Hao and senior Sung Hanbin when they were in their first and second years. So yes, you had very large shoes to fill.

From the other side of the room, Seunghwan is definitely not watching the way you move your hips. Someone smacks the back of his head. He spins around only to see Chen Jianyu walking casually to his spot, the graduate student shrugging in response.

“I know you like them but can we do less staring at their ass and more practising please hyung.”

“I’m not staring at their ass.”

Seunghwan hisses at Lee Jeonghyeon who just looks back at him, unimpressed.

“Sure hyung.”

Mun Junghyun chimes in because Seunghwan gets zero respect from any of his dongsaengs these days. As if on cue, Junhyeon decides to chime in at that very moment.

“So should we do it like this? Or…” He demonstrates a bit of choreography before realising what kind of conversation he walked into.

“Oh was Seunghwan-hyung staring at- mmmph.” Seunghwan hurriedly shoves a hand over the other’s mouth because Junhyeon has no sense of volume control about 80% of the time, now being one of those times.

“Junhyeon-ah.”

“Mhmmph?”

“Do me a favour and please shut up.”

“Hmmmhmph.”

With that, Seunghwan finally lets go because Junhyeon can’t speak in muffled gibberish forever and also they actually needed to practise. Junhyeon stares at him but doesn’t say anything. It’s finally quiet. Actually, it’s a little too quiet. 

Seunghwan realises that the music from your group’s speaker cut out and he’s confronted by the magnificently judgemental stare of Cha Woongki while he calmly sips his water. Seo Won looks a little too entertained and the girls give him knowing looks. Luckily for him, you’re busy monitoring your practice on someone’s phone.

“That was great, hyung.” Junghyun decides to say because of course he does.

“Very subtle.” Jeonghyeon adds. Seunghwan swears they’re the devils.

“Is he confessing now or are we starting practice?” Jianyu asks because even the eldest won’t give Seunghwan a break.

“The new choreo please, Junhyeon-ah.” 

Seunghwan is tired.

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“And for the record, you know Lee Seunghwan was totally staring at your ass earlier.”

“Oh, is that his name?”

Woongki takes your face in his hands and proceeds to squish your cheeks.

“Oh my poor clueless baby.”

“We’re the same age?” You’re vaguely alarmed and a little confused, eyes flying to Seo Won, your lovely sunbae just shaking his head.

“He’s definitely into you.” Dayeon pipes up.

“He’s never even talked to me though?”

“Seunghwan-sunbae’s just shy.” Youngeun justifies.

“Well I think he’s being a pussy.” Woongki declares, all of you gasp, including the ahjumma who’s about to take your orders. Dayeon offers her an apologetic look and asks for extra rice for the stew you ordered.

“Don’t call him names when we aren’t even sure if he likes me.”

“Oh he definitely likes you babe, he just needs to grow some balls and confess, Won-hyung and I have money on him cracking by the interim check.”

“Sunbae!” Seo Won’s unfazed, calmly thanking the ahjumma who’s brought steaming bowls of kimchi jjigae and rice to the table.

“I bet on the pre-final performance.” Dayeon says, grabbing some rice.

“Oh same.” 

“I- wait how many people bet on this??”

“I dunno, like the whole dance club?”

“Eh???”

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Seunghwan can’t believe he’s doing this.

“I can’t believe he’s finally doing it.”

“He is?”

“Yep.” Three voices say at the exact same time. Seunghwan throws a dirty look at his traitorous group members. Seriously, he needs better friends.

Junhyeon pats him on the shoulder ceremoniously, looking way too solemn for this.

“You can do it, hyung, I believe in you.”

The younger boys sounds so sincere that Seunghwan’s almost touched.

“Don’t fuck it up, hyung.”

Nevermind. 

It’s the interim check. Nothing too serious. Just the whole club getting together to check everyone else’s performances out and give tips. Definitely. And because Junhyeon loudly volunteers them to go first, they’re going first. Fuck.

Here’s something Seunghwan learned from letting Junhyeon lead their choreography. He’s actually pretty fucking good. They’re in sync, all their moves are sharp and on beat and he even gives everyone a small part in the centre where they can show off their strengths. Then, they get to the freestyle part.

So here’s another thing Seunghwan learned from letting Junhyeon lead their choreography. He’s also pretty fucking good at incorporating the stupidest ideas and getting everyone to agree to them. Case in point, what Seunghwan is about to do now as he puts on the stupid meme shades that Junhyeon had convinced the whole group to wear.

He’s front and centre, grooving to the beat and looking at where you’re sitting near the front with the other dancers covering Tomboy. Seunghwan takes a deep breath and with his whole chest, yells out your name and then says:

“GO OUT WITH ME!!”

The whole club goes wild, hooting and then cheering when you stare at him with wide eyes before nodding. Seunghwan swears his cheek muscles are going to collapse from how hard he’s smiling. They wrap up the dance without a hitch and immediately his members are descending upon him, yelling their congratulations.

On your part, well you get a grand total of thirty seconds to comprehend what just happened before Woongki announces your group is going next and bodily dragging you with him. You suddenly remember what you had agreed to do for the interim check.

“I mean he confessed already so-”

“You’re doing it, babe.” Woongki cuts in, leaving no room for protests.

Seunghwan thought he wasn’t prepared to confess today. What he really wasn’t prepared for was you sauntering over to him during your freestyle section (the infamous la la part), hips swaying as you proceed to drop it low while everyone freaks out, him included.

After that, Seunghwan can no longer say that he wasn’t staring at your ass. Woongki and Seo Won make a shit ton of money from the betting pool that had been going. And you? Well the cute boy, who you sometimes catch watching you stretch before practice, did more than just talk to you. And that’s the story of how Lee Seunghwan eventually became your boyfriend.

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Just had another thought, do you guys think Chung Myung would, initially, be negatively or positively affected by someone from his past coming back to life like he did?

This has spoilers up to ch 800+!!

Like, I really like the idea of him being overjoyed, of him being able to rest a little easier, knowing that there's someone else who can truly understand. But also, as Chung Myung grows throughout the novel, he begins to separate himself more and more from the person he used to be. The Sword Saint died on that mountain range, and in his place, slowly but surely, emerged the Divine Dragon. I have more to say about Chung Myungs separation of identity, but that's not the point of this thought.

Yes, in the beginning he is always comparing the old and new Mount Hua. As the story develops, however, he stops comparing them all the time. He begins to accept that he will never have his old Mount Hua back, and he starts falling in love with the one surrounding him. He, himself starts to change. Out with the old, in with the new and all that jazz.

So how would he react to say, Chung Mun or Chung Jin coming back? Initially, I think he'd be relieved. Long term? I'm not sure. Chapter 850 something (or around there idk) explains this pretty well. Chung Myung draws inspiration from those in his past life who he thought would be able to help the present Mount Hua. He tries to think like Chung Mun, he tries to strategize like Chung Jin, and when he can't he develops feelings of inadequacy.

MAJOR SPOILERS BEGIN HERE!!!!

This is directly shown after the battle with Jang Ilso at Yangtze river. After Chung Myung woke up from his injuries, the first thing he did was go over the battle in his head, thinking about how many things during the battle that he miss, and how he wishes someone besides him was brought back. How anyone else would be more useful than him. These feelings of inadequacy persist, until Yu Iseol and Baek Cheon knock it into his head that the reason Mount Hua has gotten this far is because of HIM.

Bringing back the original topic of this thought, I'm really not sure how Chung Myung would react to someone from his past coming back. Would he look to them for guidance (probably) and give up someone of the control he has over the sect/alliance (probably not?)? Would he maintain all his control? Would his training methods change? It has been stated in the novel that the reason Chung Myung didn't originally teach anyone HIS sword was because it's a deviation of traditional Mount Hua techniques, suited more for the battlefield. Would having Chung Jin, who is notorious about his intense desire to pass on Mount Huas techniques for future generations, affect Chung Myungs decision to deviate from tradition? Would he expect whoever that came back to support his plan whole heartedly??

Jvjfjdjsjna I really don't know!! This is what is so interesting about Chung Myung. He is influenced by so many different characters, but doesn't let that influence change who he is fundamentally as a person. I can't even begin to think of how having someone from the past would change and warp Chung Myungs current plans