#the story is actually devided into more parts!

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@otwdfanfic you're totally right about that! The Ghost Hunter AU is based on Buzzfeed Unsolved (and it's successor, Ghost Files) and has been like a little spooky side thing that I sometimes get the urge to work on!

As for some basics of how it was created, back in 2020, it's the brainchild of me and one of my closest friends and we originally wrote a whole story over google docs together. We both live in different countries, so it was really fun to see that develop over just a shared document and messages.

The story of the Ghost Hunter AU is, at its core, a HTTYD Modern AU with a sprinkle of the supernatural. The pitch of the story goes as follows;

With ghostly appearances more often getting caught on camera, the world - and mainly, the internet - is becoming absolutely obsessed. Vloggers and so called "Ghost Hunters" are popping up left and right, and the most popular by far, are a group called the Gang. They have caught multiple apparitions and every video they put out seems to be holding a boatload of evidence. Gustav Larson, certified college kid and super-fan of the Gang, wants to be just like his heroes. He has recently started his very own YouTube series, called the Ghost Hunters Inc., but is still bound to reading about ghost stories instead of capturing them. However, that changes when he meets his roommate's girlfriend; a girl named Solveig who calls herself a medium. Realising having a medium on his show might bring him the big break he feels he deserves, he brings her, his roommate Liam, and Siri, his high school friend, to one of the most haunted houses in the area. However, not everything is as it seems in this house.

For some context, the Gang, of course, consists of Hiccup, Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs, and the twins. Hiccup is the son of the mayor and has become a bit of a legend as he, in this AU, was the first to, although accidentally, capture a ghost on camera. His cat, Toothless, is always around him, even on hunts.

After some pressure from the rest of the group, Hiccup started up their YouTube series and ever since then, he has been their "leader". At the start of the story, they're doing their own thing, being more of an instigator for the Guster to go out and, y'know, bring himself in a lot of danger.

Gustav has just turned 19 years old in this AU and very uncertain of his own future. He wants to become great, like the Gang, wants to become something. However, he is not great at following rules or being subjected to them, which makes college a bit hard. He follows courses on things related to ghosts and ghost hunting, solely to feed into his dreams, but if he was honest, he'd rather drop out.

His roommate, Liam, is a top-notch student, never late, perfect grades, perfect posture. He is 22 years old and working on his thesis, which is giving him a bit of stress. He was raised in extreme wealth and is really sweet, but tends to hide things from others. For the longest time, he hid his girlfriend, Solveig, a woman with a troubled past and present, from Gustav, as he thought it would be the best thing to do - and he still isn't sure if hiding her away was the smartest idea he's had.

Solveig is 22 years old as well, and has a past filled with mishap. Having gone homeless very young after running away from foster homes, she and Liam have known each other since he hid her away in his family's home for months. Due to this, they're very close and a bit secretive together. She is a medium, as mentioned, having had troubles with this for the longest time. The reason she actually gave this information to Gustav, was because she was certain he could help her understand her gift by bringing her to haunted houses so she could learn to work with it, instead of avoiding it.

Lastly, Siri, on the verge of turning 18, is in her final year of high school. She and Gustav met as 8-10 year olds, both having gone to the same school for years. Gustav was held back a grade because of his behaviour and was send to the same homework group as Siri, where they helped each other with difficult subjects and slowly became friends. They're pretty close and while Siri doesn't believe in ghosts for the good first half of the story (despite seeing all the evidence, she's a Shaniac fr), she loves helping with editing Gustav's videos and listening to his rants about the Gang.

Anyways, that's a bit of the basics of this AU. Because it has been cooking for 3 years already, there's a lot more I could explain about it, but I feel like this is already really long and I'm exhausted from my birthday yesterday lmao. I hope you enjoyed this tho!! If there's any other questions or so, I would love to hear those and your thoughts on it. I absolutely love this AU and the world we've build around it haha

Lastly, I've got some old art from this au that I'd love to share (cuz yknow. I love exposing my old art)

This is from back in 2020 and I think this is the first ever piece of art created for this AU!

Aaand than we've got this one from 2021, for the posession era of the story! As you can see, my art was a l o t different back then.

I thiiiink that was it!

(real quick but everytime I see the most common buzzfeed unsolved memes I think about the Cato and Gustav memes you made cuz they make me laugh sm)

It's spooky season so It's time to bring back the Ghost Hunter AU!

I know i know i should be animating but pls cut me some slack im tired and i wanted to do a fun illustration LMAO

@rosiethedragongeek for the tags!! <333

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— ⋆˙⟡ Love Your Feeling (JJK) || Chapter two

- Making Mistakes₊˚⊹♡

He looks in my eyes, tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “You look good today” he says. That's it, I kiss him.

Pair: jjk x femOC, college students, best friends

Word count: 6.6k

Warning: this chapter includes explicit scenes⚠️

masterlist || taglist

!Friends to Lovers, Protective Brother, Secret Dating, Friends with Benefits, Angst, Mature content, Dysfunctional Family, Fluff, Smut, Mentions of Alcoholism and Abuse

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It's a perfect warm spring day, perfect for a party. I see the bus coming into my peripheral vision, looking up from my phone. AirPods in my ears, blasting some ransom hype playlist Spotify made for me. I check in and sit down.

Last party I've been to must've been a few weeks ago, so needless to say I'm quite excited for tonight. Need to get my mind off of school for a second. The bus ride feels slow. Arriving at Jia's and Nabi's place, a little before 6.30.

They only live 5 minutes away from campus. Bought their own little apartment when they enrolled here. It's nothing fancy, right outside of the campus area, into an alley. It's mostly 20+ year olds living here since it's so close to school.

They all got to know each other over time. To the left are the residential units. They look like the big Minecraft houses. The two story oak plank houses, with double doors, staircase in the middle and a farm in front of it.

It's basically like that. Big two story house, staircase in the middle of it, leading to two doors. One on the left and one on the the right.

It's basically split in four parts. Jia and Nabi live on the left upper floor. The bottom floor belongs to someone else.

On the right side you have the exact same layout, only mirrored. The person who has the top floor is blessed with an attic, whilst the bottom floor can enjoy a little bit of garden space.

It might look small, but it's actually not. It'll surprise you how spacious it is. There's 3 of these units pasted next to each other, Counting a left and right side of a unit one.

On the right side of the alley there's a convenience store. At the end of the path it curves left around the store, to access either the big road or more units.  Never been there, so I wouldn’t really know.

Jia and Nabi live in unit one. the first one to your right, as you walk through the alley. I go up the stairs, turn my body to the left and ring the doorbell.

Staring at the welcome mat beneath my feet, I hear some rummaging behind the door. At the same time I hear footsteps coming up the stairs, and I look to see who’s approaching me. It’s Minnie.

"HEYY!" I say opening my arms to hug her. "Missed you yesterday you know" I smiled.

"Sorry" she giggles, smile from ear to ear.

We hear a big thud from behind the door, turning our heads to where the sound came from. "Ouch"

I try not to laugh, pressing my lips together and covering them with my hand. Then the door swings open. "FINALLY!" Jia says

"We're on time Gi" I say setting foot in their house.

“EVEN ME!” Minnie says. She does tend to get late.

"Expected you earlier" she says walking past us, running upstairs. Both Minnie and I follow her, to the attic. They've got two bedrooms, a bathroom, living room and a kitchen, on the first floor.

They turned the entire attic into a walk in closet, devided into two parts. One side for Nabi, vanity on the left wall. Other side for Jia, mirroring Nabi's side.

"So.. I was thinking" Jia starts "Black denim, mini skirts" she smiles.

"I hear ya" I say.

She starts frantically looking through her closet. "We need to look hot and sexy, but also casual"

"Gigi it's just a house party" Minnie rolls her eyes, sitting down in her vanity chair.

"Kai's house party" she says "Wrong.. the football teams house party" She answers. Tilting her head back,  dyed platinum blonde hair hanging over the back rest. "Yeah and Kai is gonna be there"

She continues pulling out pieces of clothing from her closet, occasionally moving to Nabi's side to find specific pieces of clothing. Slowly creating 4 different, matching outfits.

"Where's Nabi at?" I wonder. "Oh! She's getting groceries, she's cooking pasta" she answers. Head buried in between the clothes.

There's not really much to do for me. Nabi's in charge of dinner, and Jia's in charge of the outfits.

Outfit one:

Classic black denim mini skirt, has a light wash to it. White crop top on top of it. White socks, and platform converses for foot wear.

Outfit two:

Same classic black denim mini skirt, with the light wash to it. A black crop top. And again the same white sock, and platform converses.

Outfit three:

Black denim mini skirt again, it has a star on the right side of it. Classic black crop top. White socks, black adidas campus shoes.

Outfit four:

Black denim mini skirt, this time it ruffles midway through. Instead of the usual tight fit. White crop top. Again white socks, white new balance 550's. It's certainly matching.

"This one's for Minnie" she says. Grabbing the stacked pieces of clothing in one hand, the shoes in the other.

"Ruffles for you" she smiles, eyes sparkling. Stretching her arms out, handing her the outfit.

"No platform for you two since you're the tallest ones" she once smiles again. Chin down a little. Eyes up, looking at Minnie through her lashes.

It's true, we're not specifically 'tall'. Nabi and Jia are just really short. Had fought about it many times to see who’s taller. Since Nabi and I only have a height difference of two centimeters. The rest doesn’t need discussion, Minnie sticks out compared to the rest of us. And Jia well… you can certainly see she’s the shortest. Shes 153cm, only wears platforms to appear taller. Minnie is right about 167cm. I'm next reaching 160cm.

She walks back to where she's put the different outfits, then we hear the door open. It must be Nabi coming back from the store, she's a really good cook.

There was this time. I couldnt to stay home, for many reasons. Ran to their unit, crying. Phone was smashed, cards left at home. I was unable to pay for the bus, took me a while to get there. They took me in for about 3 weeks, until I decided it was enough. Couldn't keep living under their roof for ever.

Nabi even gave up her room for me, slept in a bed with Jia the entire time. They told me not to worry, and that I'm welcome anytime. Just felt like I was being a burden sometimes, when they had guests of family over.

Needless to say I know what her cooking tastes like, and it never disappoints.

"NABS COME UP HERE, BRING WINE!" Jia yells, from her closet. And not much later, Nabi comes upstairs. Four wine glasses, and a bottle of rosé in her hands.

"Heyy!!" She says to us. Lifting the bottle of wine up in the air, swinging it a little as she smiles. Scurrying over to Jia's vanity, the one Minnie's sitting at again.

She places down the four glasses, and fills them with the rosé.

"Ohh we're matching matching?" She asks. looking up at Jia, giving her, her glass.

"What? How could you tell?" I say laughing within the words. Utterly confused, I mean there's still three outfits lying there.

She turns around, looking at me. "Do you really think she'd give you the platforms? It’s an easy giveaway, you're second tallest" she explains. It’ll always be a petty competition. You’re taller, you do it! Whilst the gap isn’t even that big. Jia shrugs, satisfied smile plastered on her face “What can I say, she knows me” I gotta give her that.

Then Nabi walks over to me, gives me one of the glasses she's holding and sits next to me on the stool. The kind of stools you see in one of those fancy walk in closets, I guess you could call this a fancy walk in closet.

"Sooo.. Minnie" I laugh, leaning over to look at her, past Nabi. "Who's the lucky guy?" I raise my eye brows. She groans, leaning her head back once again.

"You know we'll find out one day, especially with Jia's detective skills" Nabi says.

"Oh please let me know once you do, I'll enjoy the privacy in the mean time" she answers, sipping her wine. Everyone just sighs, clicking their tongues.

"Okay okay, calm down" she says, Signing with her hands to 'sush' us. "He's tall, black hair, broad shoulders, he's got thick lips and is utterly handsome, he's funny, a gentleman and he goes to our school" she says.

"Oh god, do we know him?" I ask. "Stop no this is so exciting!!" Jia exclaims. Minnie just stays quiet, keeps on sipping her wine.

"C'mon, show us a picture" I say, but all she does is just shake his head. "Someday babes, just not today" she laughs.

"Enough about mystery boy, you guys should get changed."

"Here" Jia says, grabbing My outfit. The one with the star on the skirt, and gives it to me.

Walks back to the two outfits that are left. Grabs the one with the black top, and gives it to Nabi. Getting all of us changed, Jia then does our hair and makeup. Doesnt forget to drench herself in glitter spray, shes always so glittery. It suits her personality though.

All of us are already have a hard time getting out the glitter she leaves on us, let alone if we spray ourselves aswell.

Nabi cooks us dinner, chicken pasta. Already drooling at the name of it. Usually with a bunch of garlic, but not today. They're planning on getting it on with their crushes, what worse than to smell like a humanied piece of garlic. It tastes delicious though, even with the lack of garlic.

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"Alrightyy let's go!" Nabi cheers

We all down the shots infront of us. Shake away the burning sensation in our throats, and walk towards the door. Asses nearly out, but still casual enough for it to not be weird.

I secretly I hope the outfit grabs the attention of a certain someone, won't admit it to them though. Though I wear mini skirts more often, it’s nothing special for me.

We walk over the big of campus. Dark out, all four of our arms intertwined with each other. I can hear the party's music from far, the cheers of people. It makes me feel excited, sounds like tonight will be fun.

Jia is immediately welcomed by many people, won't take her long to find Kai.

I look around the room, filled with people. They've got drinks in their hands, talking to their friends. Some are even dancing.

It doesn't take me long to spot the kitchen. Sometimes I think my kitchens dirty, this takes it to a whole other level. I grab Minnie's hand from behind me, sign to her that I know where the alcohols at.

We walk past Jia and Nabi, who are still saying hi to random people. I place my hands on front of me, on the kitchen counter. Stretched out, leaning on them.

"So, what you want 'm lady?" I ask Minnie.

"I have a strong desire for a vodka sunset ma'am" she replies. Pursing her lips, keeping a formal tone to her voice. "It is my pleasure" I smile, turning around on my heels.

Found the orange juice, in the fridge. and some strawberry syrup next to it, on the counter. Vodka wasn't difficult to find, and so I have all ingredients to make a 'vodka sunset', my specialty.

I see Jia and Nabi walking up to us, automatically assume they'll want sunsets too. Put them in front of them, as they sit down.

“Welcome ladies!” I hear behind me.

The look on Jia's and Nabi's face gives away easily who's standing behind me, so I turn around. Keeping my cool, hear absolutely going insane.

"Hello boys" I say, we all smile. "Craving some sunsets? It's my specialty" I look up at Taehyung standing in front of me. He’s so gorgeous, even up close. As much as you can call it 'in front' though, they're not that close.

They're standing there as if they're in a movie, clearly popular guys. Taehyung, Kai and Jimin. He laughs "Sure" And so I make three more sunsets. I could get addicted to that laugh, feel like I’m gonna fall to my knees just be looking at it.

"Extra sweet for the pretty ones amongst us" I joke. Clearly flirting, as I look up into Taehyungs eyes.

We all say cheers, down our shots.

"Damn, these really are your specialty" he says. Jia and Nabi are clearly eyeing the other two boys.

"So.. you guys party a lot?" Jimin asks. Jia looks down, shes shy. Shes never really 'shy', shes the social butterfly amongst us. Seems like she might really have an eye on Kai, standing next to Jimin.

Nabi had decided to sit down on the bar stool, that's placed beside the kitchen island. Legs crossed, chin leaning on her hand. Batting her eyelashes, as Jimin speaks.

I’m standing closer to the guys, therefore decide to answer his question. "Jia does! Personally not really tho" Turning my head to look at the girls, behind me. Jia looks up. She smiles softly, and raises her hand a little.

"We noticed some.. new followings on insta" I say teasingly. Taehyung laughs a little. He looks down at the floor, his hand reaching for the back of his neck. I swear I’m going insane.

"Aha yeah.. well we noticed some fangirls so"

I try not to laugh at that, smiles obvious on my face. Close my eyes, and shake my head just a little. Before turning my heels, back to the kitchen island.

These men i swear to god.

He’s charming, Taehyung. I’ve heard the stories, girls go feral for him. Talking so casually to him like this, makes me feel as if I have a chance with him. Works me in my delusions, something I’ve dreamed of for months now.

"Another round?" I look around myself, everyone agrees. So I make 7 new sunsets. We talk, we have fun. Nabi started talking to Jimin, finally. And Jia to Kai. Minnie wondered off, probably meeting her boyfriend somewhere.

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"So why haven't we spoken before" he laughs. "I don't know" i respond, rolling my eyes playfully.

"Maybe because I don't want all of the girls in school to hate me! I don't know our status are just too different I guess" I laugh. It's true. He's a popular school jock, I'm a well.. a normal student.

"Jia is quite popular, could've gotten to us through her for sure" he answers. Sorta is what happened. If it wasn't for Nabi and Jia's fangirling, i wouldnt have sat here.

We're sat on a couch at this point. It's late, don't know what time though. It's still full, it's a Saturday so I don't expect anyone to leave soon.

Taehyung is sat next to me, my legs over his lap. Too far gone to go insane, we're chatting nicely. Some girls walking past have eyed me, but the amounts of alcohol I've had by now makes me not care about that.

With the stress of all the homework and tests I've been having, I feel like I'm allowed to treat myself. "You want another drink?" I say, getting up from the couch.

"Oh no I'm alright" he says. I get up, and walk back to the kitchen again.

Working myself through the crowd of people, there's not too many people though. Stumbling across the room, nearly tripping over my feet multiple times. I manage to get myself to the kitchen counter. "Ugh what do I fancy~"

I lean onto the counter with the palms of my hands, rocking on my feet a little. One of them red, American, cups will do. I scan the messy counter, different kinds of alcohol, different brands, different sodas.

I could kill for a vodka Red Bull actually, doesn't matter that I've probably already had enough alcohol for the day.

Can't even bother to measure my drink out, it's probably gonna taste like shit. And when I take a sip, it confirms my assumptions.. yeah tastes like shit.

I turn around, decide to make my way back to Taehyung.

This is why I hate partying. There's sweaty people crawling the place, and I don't even have to bother with the cleanup. Can't imagine what a real club is like, this is just a normal house party.

I do have to say, it loosened up my conversations with Taehyung. I'm not particularly the shy type, just don't like stepping out to others that much. Especially since Taehyung and I are in such different status levels, it would've been weird if I just randomly started speaking to him. Gosh he'd laugh in my face if I’d done that.

I never expected him to be this nice though, he seems actually interested. Well he shows interest in my private life. Looks at me a certain way that makes my cheeks burn hot. And for what reason? He doesn’t like me. We literally just met. I could definitely see him being my first boyfriend, have been.. I mean can you blame me? He’s complete and total bout-

What..

I stop my tracks, eyes wide. I feel as if I'm somewhere I shouldn't be, as if I just caught someone and should apologize profusely.

In the small amount of time it took me to get my drink and get back, he managed to move onto the next girl.. someone who's a lot easier than me apparently.

Took him too long to get into my pants and figured to just get some easy slut to do the job or something?

There's.. a girl. On his.. lap? Really?

Five minutes, FIVE MINUTES ID BEEN GONE??

God why do I even care, I've known the guy for what. Two hours? Still the short scene, makes my world spin a little.

I chug down the drink I had just gotten, and go back to the kitchen to make another one. More vodka in it than last time, tastes even more disgusting than the first one. Chugging it down, nearly gagging, hanging over the sink.

"YOO BUNNY" there's only one person who calls me that. "Didn't expect you here"

He stands next to me, ass leaning onto the counter. Arms crossed, looking into the crowd.

I look up at him, out of breath as if I just puked my brains out. Eyes pained. "You alright?" Jungkook asks.

"Uhm" I clear my throat. "Yeah no ofcourse" I say whilst shaking my head.

"Why are you here?" Stupid question, anyone can just come in and join. Don't need a special invitation or anything.

"Well, sorry for interrupting Yun. Let's dance, it'll take ur mind off of things" He tends to be be the kind of person that takes your mind off of things, rather than talking about it. If I do need to have a serious talk, he's always there for me.

He grabs my wrist, and drags me to the dance floor. There isn't really a 'dance floor', the living room has just been repurposed as one.

The world spins a tiny bit, just nothing too bad. I don't feel like I'm about to throw up anymore, like I've felt copious amounts of times. I genuinely hate it.

I have my back turned to the sofa, Taehyung and I were sitting at. I didn't check if he was still sitting there, as we walked over. But the way Jungkook shifts his gaze between me and the sofa, has me guessing that he is.

"Gon’ tell me what happened?" He asks

I keep my mouth shut, not wanting to talk about it. "Wanna make him jealous?" He then asks again. I raise my eyebrows. "Jealous?"

He doesn't say anything. He places his hands on my hips, to make me step closer. He then takes my arms, and places them on top of his shoulders behind his neck.

He placed his hands on my hips again. Moves his hips himself, swaying to the music. Guiding my hips with his hands to do the exact same thing, 'swaying to the music'.

The moment, somewhat caught me off guard. The alcohol is getting to my head, and it's making me that that Jungkook is looking a little too good tonight.

It's probably the way my stomach just turned, when I saw Taehyung there. To have someone's attention feels nice. It's dark in the room, music is blasting through my ears. And all I can seem to focus on, is the way he's so in the moment.

He seems so unbothered, faint smile on his face from the drinks he's had. The smallest trail of sweat running down the side of his neck, because of how hot it is in here. Yet he doesn't smell bad, good even.

"Yun!" He says, raising his voice just a little bit. "Huh what?" I say, shaken out of my own thoughts.

"Taehyung, he's watching" he nudges his head a little, to where Taehyung was sitting. Now knowing that Taehyung is watching, I wanted to get revenge.

Taehyung probably wouldn't even care, but atleast it's for my peace of mind. Anyone can tell the droopy, sad, expression on my face. I really just want to leave.

But still I choose to not admit to that just yet, focusing on Jungkook once again. Following his guide, to dancing together.

Though, I feel like my emotions are making him feel sad as well. "You here with someone?" I ask him.

Im done with this party, it's been an emotional roller coaster. I was having fun, and I'm letting some useless boy ruin that.

He shakes his head. "Can I stay at yours?"

I don't want to go home, be put up with Yoongi. He'll see right through me, will investigate who hurt me. Just to run off and hurt them.

On one hand, it's nice to have someone care like that. On the other hand, it hurts me too. I keep being left alone, dealing with myself. And having to take care of mum, with Yoongi ran off.

I'm just not in the mood for it tonight. Plus, I've stayed at Jungkooks house copious amounts of times.

He doesn't seem to have a problem with it. Leading me out of the house. Him up front, hand stuck out behind him to stabilize me a little.

He doesn't live too far. But walking is certainly the longer route. Will take a while.

Jungkook is definitely a better drunk, than me. I can tell by the way he looks, smells and acts, that he's had quite some drinks. Though he's still able to walk properly, act somewhat normal.

Were walking on the sidewalk, I try not to stumble. Focusing on the pavement, watching my feet closely. One foot in front of the other and switch. But it doesn't work, I trip. Face down.

"Ah!" I immediately reach for the stinging sensation on my knee. It's not terrible, nothing I'd usually cry over. That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

"Nayun! Are you okay?" Jungkook immediately rushes over to me. "Ah yeah, my knee just hurts."

I sit down on the ground, as Jungkook kneels beside me

He grazes his fingers over my hurt knee, blows on it. “Just a little scratch, can you walk?” He asks as he helps me up.

I’m on the verge of tears, world crashing down. As if he knows, he crouches down in front of me, signing for me to get in his back. “U sure you can handle my weight” I ask. “Yun. don’t even start, I can handle you perfectly fine” he reassures me.

I get on his back, even though I could’ve just walked myself. The gesture is nice.

Not really in the mood to talk we eventually reach his apartment. He shares it with his friend, Mingyu. He’s nice, only really see him whenever I stay over.

He sets me down on my feet in front of his apartment, and opens the door for me. “Mingyu’s not home, I can take his bed if you want”

Usually we grab 2 separate covers, and sleep in his bed.

I don’t move, don’t know why. My expression feels droopy, empty, hurt. Mustn’t look nice from a third persons perspective. Can’t seem to take my eyes off him. his fluffy hair, that’s wildly distributed because of his dancing. His big hands that are holding the door open. His pretty face that looks at me as he asks.

“Is everything okay?” Answering him feels too difficult, with what’s going on in my head. I’ve never denied the fact that he grew up to be good looking, but to observe him the way I have tonight? Were there shrooms in the pasta or something?

So I don’t answer at all. switch my gaze to look inside of his apartment, and walk in.

“Go sit on the kitchen counter” he tells me, I silently obey his words. Walking to the kitchen and sitting on the empty counter, next to the sink.

He takes a little before he walks over to me, box in his hands. Places it beside me and inspects my knee. I watch him carefully as he takes the disinfection spray, sprays it on my knee. It stings a little but I’ve felt worse.

“Hurts?” He asks looking up at me. I quickly look at me knee, pretending I hadn’t had my eyes glued on him since he started taking care of my knee. Shake me head, because it doesn’t.

He wets a cloth with warm water and dabs in on the skin, before he dries it of plasters it shut with a band aid.

Hips leaning on the counter, hands on both sides of my legs on the counter. He looks in my eyes, tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. I gulp, for some reason.

“You look good today” he says.

Why. Why does he say that? I’m not in the right state of mind to be handling this right now. I’m afraid I'm going to make wrong decisions, decisions I shouldn’t. But he looks so damn good.. so damn good..

My eyes search his face, no expression. I like my lips, clearly some version of nervous. Still somewhere drunk, I cup his cheeks with my hands. Lean in, close my eyes, and kiss him. And he kisses me back, he actually kisses back. He doesn’t move a lot though, but also doesn’t move away.

As if a switch in my mind flipped, I break the kiss. Hands off him. “Omg, I-I’m so sorry” I apologize. Get back on my feet, ready to flee the scene walking past him.

But he catches my wrist, I swing around back to him. Hair flying around me, almost cinematically. And he kisses me again. More forceful this time, pushing my back against the counter again. He brushes a hand through my hair and rests it on my neck. Before placing me on top of it again.

He licks the bottom of my lip, testing the waters. I copy his movements. Tongue exploring my mouth, I let a moan slip. With the amount of alcohol I’ve had today, embarrassing is a stage I’ve far surpassed.

He takes it as a sign. kisses me along my jaw, down my neck. Moving my head to the side to give him easy access. His hands on my waist.

“You look good too I guess” I say. He laughs at that, sending vibrations all through my body.

“Shut up” he says with a slight chuckle in his voice.

“Make me” what in the word possessed me to say that. He’s my best friend, I don’t want this. Expected it to be Taehyung.

He stops what he’s doing, looks me in the eyes. “Sure?” He says. “yes..” I whisper. No, no is what I should’ve said. But it feels too good to stop, feels wrong for it to be him. But feels so good.

As if he doesn’t need telling twice, he connects his lips with mine again. Rougher this time, as if they’ve been wanting it for years. Though it’s just a one time thing. Doesn’t see him like that.

He picks me up from the counter, my legs wrapping around his waist. No idea where he brings me to as my back is turned to the apartment, too busy focusing on his lips.

“Gon make you feel so good” he says between kisses. Until my back hits the back of his bed. Legs still wrapped around his waist.

He takes off his shirt, he’s certainly been working out. Big biceps, soft skin, toned abs. Oh do I love muscles.. “Like the view huh?” He cocks. GOD do I want to roll my eyes at him. But instead I take my shirt off as well. Left in my bra, and skirt.

“Expected someone?” Is the first thing he said at the sight of my bra. “No” I lied. He doesn’t respond. far too occupied kissing my chest now, as my moans occupy the room.

He trails his fingers across my thighs, teasing me. He stops kissing me, looks me in my eyes. Don’t know what to say to him. No words come to mind. Brows furrowed, biting down on my lip.

“What you want bunny” he teases higher up on my inner thighs, should’ve worn safety shorts but decided not to. Wearing a baby pink, lacy thong, that matches my bra.

“Don’t call me that” I say breathily, hate it when he calls me that. Called him bunny once because I thought it was funny, he’d call me bunny too. Mine stuck, his didn’t. He knows I hate it.

“What?.. Bunny?” As he says that, he presses down on my clit. Receiving a soft moan from me. “Seems like you like it” he smirks. Hate that smirk.

He dares to shoot even lower, finger at my entrance. He circles around, not wanting to put them in yet.

I want to speak up, talk back. Tell him to shut his mouth. “I-ah, fuck” failed miserably. Just as I want to tell him off, he dips one finger in.

“Fuck, you’re so wet bunny” that stupid name again. My hand shoots up to his bicep, holding onto it for dear life. “More” he’s not even really doing anything, yet I want his big hands to stretch me out further.

He obliges, adding another finger.

“How bad do you want it bun” he asks, pumping his fingers in and out painfully slow.

“Shut up” I hiss. Though u have to admit, I clench around his fingers as he calls me that.

“Tell me” he says again and still his fingers completely. “Finger me Koo” I look at him, doe eyed. I can feel him fucking twitch against my leg as I say that. He looks at me for a few seconds, completely still “Koo?” He breathes in heavily, leaving a groan as he releases his breath.

He crashes his lips against mine, moving his fingers again. He's certainly skilled to say the least. two fingers moving in and out of me again, curling inside of me, hitting the exact right places. Thumb on my clit circling around it.

My mouth falters open, unable to kiss him back. The back of my head burying deep in the mattress. Eyes shut. Fuck it feels good.

He kisses down my collarbone. If he continues like this I'm actually going to come soon.

"Fuck, Koo" I moan loudly, he can feel my walls clench around his fingers. He stops kissing me. "Look at me when you cum" He says, well.. more like demands. "Look who's making you feel like this yun" I absolutely try my best to look at him, eyes faltering shut before opening them again. "That's it" He praises, That's what it does for me. My orgasm hitting me hard, as I try my absolute best to look at him. Tears nearly peeping through.

Both our heads snap at his door, before we look at each other shocked. "I thought you said Mingyu wasn't home" I say as he quickly pulls his fingers out of me, feeling empty inside. "He told me he was staying at his girlfriends house" quickly closing his bedroom door as the front door opens.

We both find our discarded shirts on the ground putting them back on. I run to his mirror checking if I look presentable. we both stay completely silent, holding our breath afraid to make a single sound.

We can hear Mingyu walk past the door, to his own bedroom slamming his door shut. both letting out a breath we've been holding for far too long.

Jungkook leans his head back against the door. I can see the disappointment in his face. the walls are thin, heard Mingyu in action one time.

I feel disappointed, bad for him. Poor dude getting blue balled. I'm afraid to admit I was kind of looking forward to returning the favour to him.

Who says we still can't?

I walk over to him, as quiet as I can. As soon as I approach him I trail my finger across his abdomen, placing kisses on his shoulder and collarbone.

"Bun? what ar-" I cut him off, shushing him wish a kiss to his mouth. "Just stay quiet" I whisper against his ear. my hands at his waist band, unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans. dropping down to my knees.

to be honest I have no idea what I'm doing. mimicking things I've seen, and read. Pulling his jeans down a little, placing a kiss on his clothed cock. I can feel he's still rock hard. I can hear his breath hitch as I place a kiss on it.

Not wanting to waste too much time, I pull his boxers down too. nearly jump scaring me as he springs free. I need a moment to register what I'm seeing, I've always seen dicks as something pretty ugly. But having him in front of me like this, makes me think otherwise. He's big. Bigger than I thought existed in real life. But nothing abnormal. "Stop staring" He whispers. I meet his eyes. shaking me out of my thoughts. There's no way in hell I can take all of him.

I place my hands at his base, Notice he's struggling not to moan at my touch. Place a kiss on the side of his cock, licking a long stripe across the vein that goes from the base to his tip. placing a kiss on it as I reach the end. swiping my tongue across his slit, tasting his precum. And take him in my mouth.

I can tell he's struggling to keep quiet, his hand finding it's way into my hair. I try to take as much of him as I can, without trying to gag on him. bobbing my head up and down, moving my hands wherever I cant reach.

Never would I have thought, giving a blowjob can be arousing for the one whose giving it as well. noticing I'm rubbing my thighs together as if I didn't just orgasm around the same fingers that are in my hair right now.

he pushes my head down a little, making me moan softly against him making him groan in response. I look at him through my lashes, eyes meeting his as he was already looking at me.

I squish his balls lightly, sending him over the edge. he pushes my head down hard, tears peeking through the corner of my eyes. he comes down my throat. soft humming coming from above me as he tries his best to stay quiet. warm liquid trickling down my throat as I swallow all of it.

sucking him empty and letting go with a plop. He wipes the corner of my mouth, as I smile at him proudly. "Good girl" he says, making me clench on absolutely nothing.

He puts himself back in his boxers, putting his jeans back on as well as I get back to my feet. He nudges his head to his door that he's still leaning against.

"U can take a shower if you want to. take a tee of mine" I nod at him, swinging around to his dresser stealing one of his shirts. running off to the bathroom.

Been to his house so many times is normal for me to be here.

I walk back to his room after my shower, hair blow dried, big shirt of Jungkook's. he switches places with me and disappears into the bathroom.

suddenly it all feels empty again, quiet. events of this evening reoccurring in my head. Jungkook seemed to take my mind of Taehyung for a little. but now that, that moment is over, it all comes flushing back.

I feel so stupid to think I had an actual chance with him.

I make my way to Jungkook's bed, curling up under his covers. Too empty to even open my phone to see my missed messages. Or to look at TikTok to pass the time.

Time passes so slowly, staring right in front of me. No thoughts running through my mind, but at the same time so many.

Jungkook makes his way back into his room. I didn’t even notice until he was in squatting next to me. tucking a piece of hair behind my ear as I'm laid on my side. I look at him, only my eyes moving to find his.

"you sure you're alright?" I don't want to answer him, feel embarrassed about what happened. I feel so naïve.

"Lets pretend nothing happened okay?" I tell him. He nods. a simple "okay" leaving his mouth.

he walks over to the other side of his bed. back facing me, my back facing him. I feel like I shouldn't leave him in the dark on what happened.

"had a crush on Taehyung" I admit to him, feel like I'm admitting it to myself as I tell him. "Was talking with him at the party for like 2 hours.." he stays silent, not sure if he's listening or maybe already sleeping. "left for a drink, saw another girl on his lap when I came back"

"I felt so naïve, to think he'd like me back. but he just wanted to get in my pants. was devastated when I saw them, felt like I was gonna throw up" I tell him "Oh yeah and then I fell." I add.

He's completely silent. no clue if he's even awake, maybe he's wearing headphones. maybe he fell asleep, I don't know.

"Koo?" I say softly. I get a soft "yeah?" back, almost like a whisper.

"Wasn’t sure if you were listening" I say. there's so much room between us. I left to his house to feel comfortable, to not be alone. knew my brother would be a pain in the arse at home. and if he wouldn't, than mum would be. I feel.. empty, even tough my night was so full.

After everything that happened with Jungkook tonight, how is my mind still with Taehyung? "Koo?.." I say again. "yeah?.." Somehow I’m nervous for what I'm about to ask him, afraid he’ll reject me. Part of me knows he wouldn't. Part of me knows it isn't usually weird. Just after what happened today I'm unsure.

"Can we cuddle?" I ask quietly, Almost embarrassed.

He doesn't reply, all he does I move. Move closer to me in his bed. And as I look over I see him holding his arm up. Open for me to join him. Not a single moment in my mind that doubts rolling over to him.

He wraps me up in his arms as I hug his waist tightly, not wanting to let go of someone else at the moment. So desperately in need of physical touch, is sad.

A tear falls down from my face. too much going on at the moment. too much for me to handle. I know he can feel me sob in his embrace, I know his shirt is getting salty wet because of my tears. he doesn't mention it. caresses my hair and suits circles on my back. even places a kiss on my forehead.

"Back to normal tomorrow m'kay?" He whispers, hearing the vibrations from his chest through my cheeks, are soothing. secretly wishing they could last forever.

I nod, and fall asleep quite vastly.

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•All I wanted was bread•

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(Hey guys, this is the first part of my TSL Obey Me fanfic! of course this is only the introduction, the characters included in this is simply you(mc), Luke, and Simeon, the brothers are simply mentioned. I will be keeping the Mc gender neutral and will only vaguely describe things like clothing and such. I apologize if the writing for Simeon isn’t the greatest since I unfortunately don’t know his character like I want to:(

I also want to apologize in advance if this isn’t up to anyone’s expectations! I haven’t actually sat down and wrote anything in about a year, so I’m sorry if anything I’ve written may be a little disappointing)

Once there was a vast kingdom, split into seven pieces, devided evenly amongst Seven lords. Seven brothers.

The first and the eldest being the Lord of Corruption. An arrogant and prideful man, always scheming and plotting. Despite maintaining his own land almost flawlessly, he is never one to be questioned nor critiqued.

The second born is the Lord of Fools. Greedy and very determined. He will and has gone to great lengths to get what he wants, often disregarding the people around him, even the people of his own land.

The third born is the Lord of Shadow. a shy yet envious man, often hiding himself away from the world. Wishing and wondering. Finding comfort in his own chambers.

The fourth born would be the Lord of Masks. upon first glance, he is viewed to be a respectable, well balanced individual. Yet his bad temper often leads to destruction, and in most cases, death.

The fifth is the Lord of Lechery. A dirty minded fiend, always attached to a mirror, most would assume he would be much to consumed in his lust to do much of anything. But alas, he prevails.

The sixth lord is the Lord of Flies, a man who acts as if he has been starved of all nutrients since he was a child, a man with an appetite that can never be quite satisfied.

The seventh and final lord is the Lord of Emptiness. The lord that is the least present of his brothers. Not much is known about him, all that can be assumed is that underneath his monotoned expression, may hide secrets that are not to be desired.

Though our story doesn’t begin with these lords. But instead within the land of the Lord of Fools, on a struggling, kind peasant, and their family.

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As the sun shines in through your window, you groggily sit up, rubbing your face in a meek attempt to wake yourself up further. Looking around the room you are met with the familiar sight of it all. One crummy writing desk in the corner, a window with glass that needs cleaning, worn down wooden floors, and a small familiar bed across from your own with a familiar sleeping boy tucked under the covers.

Your house is small, very small. Only having two rooms, A bedroom and a kitchen. Which may have been more manageable if it was only you, but you share the place with your two brothers. Your older brother Simeon, and your younger brother Luke. Though they aren’t your brothers by blood you all love each other the same, you had met Simeon when you were but a child, and Luke’s mother was taken by illness when he was only a few months old, you and Simeon both had promised her to take care of him.

You carefully crept out of bed, making sure not to wake Simeon, who slept only about a foot away from you, and making sure to avoid the creaky floor boards to avoid waking Luke as well. Quickly yet still quietly you toss off your sleepwear and slip into your day clothes, throwing on your tattered shoes you quickly make your way into the kitchen and begin your usual routine.

First, you light the stove with the embers of the previous night, once the fire is lit you put a pot of water on the stove to boil. Then you quickly grab a pitcher that had collected water from the leaky ceiling, along with a wicker basket and head outside, before watering the garden you pluck and pull anything that had finally ripened, you fill the basket the best you can then water quickly. Hearing the water boiling from outside the kitchen window, you head back inside and set the basket on the counter, you adjust the pot to keep it from boiling over and add in enough oats to feed the three of you, then you-

“Mc, up early as usual I see,”

Immediately your autopilot comes to a halt as you turn your head and see Simeon, adjusting his shirt around his waist as he steps out. You give him a smile. “Of course, I could hardly sleep with the sun in my eyes,” He lets out a half awake giggle and moves further into the kitchen and looks through the basket, “ah, I see our leeks are flourishing, but our berries aren’t doing as well,” he says as he gives you a look. you sigh,

“I know, I wish that scare crow would actually work.”

“I would assume it would work best if you didn’t feed the crows,” Simeon says almost in a teasing way, you shoot him a dirty look.

“I don’t feed them! I just- happen to toss out things we don’t need whenever they’re around. That’s all.”

You know you really shouldn’t feed the crows, and you know that you shouldn’t name them, nor pet them, nor even interact with them period. But you just can’t help yourself! They’re only eating the berries off your bushes because they’re hungry, and if you yourself were a bird you would appreciate a free meal from someone every now and again. And they are all just such.. silly birds, how could you not simply adore them?

Simeon of course knows this, and in response chuckles, but doesn’t press further on the topic. Instead he begins to help you with breakfast, taking over your place at the stove to let you get out a loaf of bread to cut.

You glance over at Simeon as you do so, he looked tired. “Did you get to do any writing last night?” You ask, “yes actually, but only a small bit,” he answers with his usual smile, “I figured as much,” silence fills the room until you speak up again, not looking at him as you reached and grabbed a few bowls from the cupboard.

“Did you hear back from any of the shops or printers,”

“No, Mc, not yet.”

“You should go down there today after work.”

“I’ll see if they’re open today,”

“They’re always open.”

“Mc it’s fine, I really don’t mind it.”

“No, it’s not fine, they’re printing and selling your books and you haven’t gotten as much of a coin from any of them,”

“Mc..”

“Your name is on it! You poured your heart and soul into your stories and yet they refuse to pay you for it! It’s unfair and you know it is! And not to mention it would help us! We get taxed so much for only breathing and we hardly have any money for food,”

Simeon sighs as you hand him the bowls for him to scoop the oats into, he is a writer, it’s his passion, a passion that is loved by nearly everyone in every land, and you are very passionate about him getting paid for it.

He places a hand on your shoulder gently as he sets a full bowl of oats onto the counter,

“Mc, my writing is a thing I do for fun and only fun, I appreciate that you want this to be fair for me, but I don’t see much point in trying to force money out of people that would never do such a thing.”

You sigh, putting your hand over his as you look at him, “You’re to humble for a place like this,” he gives you a smile as he lowers his hand from your shoulder, before he can open his mouth to say more a creek of the floorboards catches your attention. Simeon turns his head to look as you simply look past him, there stood luke in the door frame, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“Oh! Good morning Luke,”

Simeon says as you turn and grab a bowl and some bread, setting them both down at the table as Luke sits down, you look down at him as you gently fix his hair by running your fingers through it, working out the knots, “how did you sleep?”

“Good, what were you two talking about? It looked serious,” your face scrunches slightly as you look away, you never really liked to involve Luke in your and Simeon’s issues, especially if money was of the topic. He was only ten, both you and Simeon believed he shouldn’t worry about things like that. Simeon speaks up before you, “oh nothing, we were just talking about our schedule for today,” you pause and realize that’s the one thing you hadn’t sorted out yet!

“Oh! Right,”

You take a seat at the table after grabbing your own bowl, you quickly cover the schedule for the day, Simeon will take Luke with him to work for the day, Simeon is working a slower job today so he is able to monitor and help Luke with his schooling, you will also head off to work and work till about 2pm, Simeon and Luke will be done at 3 and so you will wait for them, then the three of you will go down to the market and purchase was you can then return home, you’ll stay with Luke for the rest of the day as Simeon goes off to the printers with his most recent writing.

It’s the same as any day, it always is, the most that changes is who has Luke for the day, who’s boss will be alright with a young boy hanging around. But, it’s still oddly comforting to talk as if there as been a change, as if the plan is any different from the day before.

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Of course the day goes exactly as planned. You show up at work, you had landed a good job cleaning floors for a richer women, you worked quickly and quietly. Avoiding any guests coming in and out of the estate and maybe pausing occasionally to talk with other cleaners. You watched the time constantly, just wanting to be finished with it all.

The second the clock struck 2 you immediately put the given cleaning supplies away and get your payment for the day. It wasn’t the greatest, but it’s the most money you’ve made in one day in a long time. You step out into the busy streets and make your way through the crowd, dodging bodies, carts, and barrels, walking around a little mindlessly. Eventually after about an hour and a half you spot Luke and Simeon, you wave to get their attention and the three of you set off to the market.

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While there, you feel a tug at your sleeve and look down at Luke, he points over to a bakery near by, “Mc, do you think we could go inside? I don’t want anything I just want to go look,” You give him a smile and a nod before leaning over and nudging Simeon, “we’ll be back in a minute, I’m just going to take Luke to go look at the bakery across the street,” he nods as Luke reaches and grabs your hand, excited, Luke practically drags you along with rough the street and inside the small building.

It smelled fanatic inside, but than again it was also very warm from the ovens just in the other room. Luke let go of your hand quickly and began to look around as you waited by the door and kept an eye on him. Eventually you had glanced out the open door and back out into the street and spotted Simeon, but he was talking with someone.

Your brows furrowed as you tried to get a better look, the person looked like a mail carrier, but was a lot cleaner and in nicer clothing, from your guess the person had only approached Simeon a few moment ago before giving him a stern look and handing him a letter. You watched as the person basically spun on their heel and strutted away, which was more than just odd.

You quickly grab Luke, buying him a small cupcake just as a little treat, and heading back out and over to Simeon quickly, the closer you got you could tell the letter was almost as well dressed at the person that handed it over. you come to a halt next to him, looking over his shoulder, you feel your heart drop down to your stomach as you notice a familiar crest in the wax of the stamp.

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You and Simeon both sat in the kitchen, staring at the open letter that you must’ve read at least twenty times now in disbelief. It was only you two, Simeon had sent Luke to bed early after eating dinner so you two could both assess wether or not this letter from the lords themself was good or bad news.

And it was incredibly good.

“You have to go,” you say after a long moment of silence, Simeon looks over with his brows raised,

“What?”

“Simeon, you have to accept this!” A smile comes to your face as you grab the letter again, reading a part of it aloud.

“-The Lord of Shadow has taken a liking to your writing, and as a result is offering you a job as his lordships personal writer.-“

You raise a finger up as you skim ahead again, looking over at him with a smile,

“And not to mention you’re being offered free housing within the palace!”

You start pacing back and forth, rereading the letter repeatedly once again, Simeon’s face is a mix of emotions.

“Well… I could think on it-“

You interrupt him without thinking, stopping your movements,

“You should take Luke with you,”

“What?”

“You should take him with! He could get a proper education! A proper bed to sleep in! Good clothes!”

He raises his brows and a smile comes to his face before dropping again,

“But what about you?”

“What about me?”

“Well, won’t you want to come with us?”

You pause as you set the letter back in front of Simeon.

“I.. would be content with staying here,”

“Mc!”

“Well- think about it,”

You sit back down as you turn to look at him, holding one of his hands,

“Will they be more willing to accept housing two people or three? Luke, is a child, it would be understandable if you didn’t want to go anywhere without him. I’m an adult, who would serve no overall purpose. I want the best for you two, and if that means I have to stay then I’m fine with that.“ you glance away for a moment before turning back to him “and.. I don’t want the fact that I wouldn’t be with you to stop you from accepting this job and getting out of this place.”

He frowns as he squeezes your hand, gently pulling you into a hug which you accept. You both stay there for a while before he speaks again, pulling away,

“And you have confidence you’ll be able to take care of yourself?”

“Of course,”

He sighs, looking away as he thinks.

Eventually he nods, giving your hands another squeeze,

“Alright, I’ll do it, and I’ll take Luke with me.”

You give him a smile before basically leaping at him to give him another hug.

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The next morning, you helped the both of them pack what little possessions they had. Though yes, it hurt to know that you may not see them again in… a long time, You were excited and happy for them, and also very anxious at the same time. But still, you pushed away your fears and sucked it up, all having breakfast together for the last time before a tearful goodbye. Luke was practically wrapped completely around your waist as he sniffled and cried, you wiped his tears away with your thumbs as you promise him that it won’t be the last time you’ll see each other.

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As you sit in the garden by yourself, you stare out into the sky. Already the silence of the house feels like to much, and it’s hardly even been an hour. Part of you wanted to go with and demand that if Simeon is to work there than both you and Luke are to stay with him. But then that would ruin this opportunity for him, and you wouldn’t want to be so selfish.

You let out a sigh as you start to lift yourself up to stand, but then you hear the flutter of wings and a caw next to you, as you turn your head you see one of the crows that you feed. You sit right back down in your original position as you reach a hand out to the crow, in which it lovingly nuzzles its small face against your fingers.

“Good morning, silly boy.. I suppose you’re hungry.”

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Gay wrongs tournament, round 2 of the losers bracket

Propaganda:

For John and Jack:

So, they both are literal murders. One of them is a little bit more insane than the other. Okay, the little bit part is not right, totally insane that is John, yes. But gonna love him though. He had been in rehab for alcohol, drugs, sex and murder. Don't kiss him, he might be wearing poisoning lipstick. They are canon mlm. They had been stuck in a two week time loop for five years, which was like leading a married life for them. They didn't actually marry, but they were partners, both in business and sexually. They worked together for an time agency. Then Jack's memories of two years were erased and he left. He went into  independent self deployment, doing scams using his knowledge of future events. After that he build an alien hunting institute in Cardiff, Wales. When John and Jack see eachother again after years, you don't know whether they will they kiss or fight. They do both. Did I tell you that along this story Jack became an inmortal who can't stay dead? No matter how or how often he dies or is killed, he keeps coming back to life. This is all very scraping on the surface, but oh boy, would it be at least a novella to describe them.

They worked together in the Time Agency where they did horrible things to the extent where Jack had two years of his memory stolen so that he couldn’t know what he’d done. They were also in a time loop together for five years where they canonically thought of each other as the wife (John was a good wife :3), and were basically married. Then they had a divorce arc and they both separately went rogue from the Agency to become conmen, although they still worked together/clashed on occasions, always still with that spark of passion. “Frenemies with benefits” Jack called them once, although John preferred “my lover, my rival, my nemesis and destiny. And bane of my bloody life.” Canon finds us where Jack has tried to reform and be a better person, but John is still chasing cons, and all he wants to do is bring Jack back to the stars with him, back to the crime and the glitter of the galaxies (it doesn’t work and he shoves Jack off a building but Jack got himself immortal so he’s fine <3) anyway I am very normal about them xoxo

In John's introduction to the series he shows up on a roof where some guy is mugging someone, grabs him by the throat and dangles him over the edge of the building while this guy begs for his life before dropping him just because he felt like it. When John and Jack interact for the first time in the show there's a super cool guitar riff, very evil western vibes, they walk up to each other, look deeply into each other's eyes, make out, then start throwing punches to Blur's Song 2. In one of the audio dramas we're told about various times where these two conned people, stole a bunch of money and gold and gems and stuff, then had sex with whoever it is they conned before (sometimes) killing them. When Jack devided he was done and left John to die John escaped and married the queen of England (Victoria) then locked Jack up somewhere to take his life force and live forever, destroying the timeline in the process. John has tried to kill all of Jack's friends at least twice to have him all to himself. He found Jack's long lost brother and when the brother turned out to be a terrible person with a vendetta against Jack John did everything he could to save Jack. Their relationship is canon but very one-sided most of the time

just this video

For the Doctor and the Master:

Immortal genderfluid war criminals <333

So we all know the Master has killed plenty of people, but, despite their reputation, the Doctor has killed a more than average number too. Sure they undid the whole destroying their own planet thing, but that's still something the Doctor did. Also there's apparently a novelization out there where, when they were children, the Doctor killed one of their childhood bullies but then made a deal with Death so that the Master had the memory of it and became Death's champion, which is pretty messed up and murder husbandish. There are plenty more war crimes on the Doctor's hands, and the Master has killed countless people in a variety of creative ways. Also, I'm having trouble finding the quote, but I swear the Master once said something to the lines of "trying to kill the Doctor is just my flirting" or something similar. But I do know Missy (also the Master but female at the time) described their relationship as "older than your civilization and infinitely more complex". They love each other, they're constantly trying to destroy each other, they are the only friends they each have who can even begin to understand everything they've been through; they've known each other since childhood and they've watched (and helped) civilizations rise and fall together. They may not be who you first think of for murder spouses but they really are a beautiful example.

[the---hermit]

Miti E Leggende Dei Celti by Mila Fois

This is going to be a long one. So, I got this book a couple of weeks ago because of two reasons. Firstly I have been looking for a book on Celtic myths for a long time, and secondly this looked like a very nice and curated edition. It's illustrated with a lovely artstyle, overall it's one of those books that calls to you when you see it on a book shelf. My opinions on the book itself have to be devided in two sections, the first being the actual story so the myths and legeds which of course are traditional tales and not the author's idea, and the way the author decided to work on said stories, presenting them to the public and so on. I have to do this because I absolutely despised the book but I actually liked the stories. The thing is that I am very very frustrated with the author and the publisher whoever is responsible for this, but let's talk about one thing at the time. The stories were fine, it was my first time actually approaching them, and though I didn't love the narration style of the author I enjoyed my time with them. I would love to read another's author's approach at telling these tales, because overall I would love to learn more about Irish traditional myths and tales. I am using the word Irish instead of Celtic because at the end of the day that's what the book should have been called. Yes, most of these stories are Celtic myths, but part of the book is just Irish folklore and it's not addressed, moreover two stories end with Irealand being already christianized? This is one of the first things that didn't make me happy because how can it be a Celtic myth if it ends with their own change of fate? And I believe this introduces well the general problem of this book, it's very imprecise and superficial. I am aware it's not an academic text, but still that is not an excuse for how imprecise it is and it wasn't even a cheap book. There's absolutely no glossary or notes that explain some words that believe me an average Italian person who has never read on the topic before wouldn't know and would have to google (and this is a book made for people who would just like to dive in myths as stories for fun). There's no guide to pronunciation, and that would have been needed even if in a small form, because of course Gaeilge has very different sounds than Italian so why not help the reader? And finally continuing on the imprecisions I think they made a poor choice of translation that needed a note to be contextualized. I am getting into the specifics but the historian in me gets frustrated easily with this stuff, because I don't understand how you can publish something is badly curated and misinformation go on even if it's a small thing, it just doesn't sit right with me especially since the author apparently graduated cum laude with a thesis in history of religions. Anyway the thing is of course fae folk are mentioned and since there is not a precise Italian translation of the term the author used a couple of other creature names that are kinda similar, but not the same thing since we are talking about different traditions. Nowhere in the book there was a note explaining that "hey I decided to use said and said word because of x reason but bear in mind that they are different creatures in such a way". I am so annoyed at how poorly it was curated, the tales are worth it but not in this form, and again the fact that someone who seems to have graduated in the history of religions should not have made these approximations. It feels like betrayal from within your household, there's already so much misinformation and approximation on historical matters, so especially since this is not an academic text but something that anyone would pick up you should be extra-careful in the way you expose things, and the informations you decide to put out in the world.

[eleni-cherie]

among thieves ✨ || bts • pjm

- chapter 1.7

"what even am I to you? your rival, your lover, an obstacle or am I supposed to be your coffin?"

about two thieves who can't live with nor without each other. and a joint past that comes back to threaten them.

© 2023 | eleni_cherie

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masterlist: here

— genre: thief au, gangster comedy, adventure, romcom, humour, angst, fluff, very flirty jimin, friends/rivals/exes to lovers (it's complicated, ok?!) f2l e2l ex2l all members play a role in this story!

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. CHARACTERS NOT NECESSARILY LIKE THE REAL PERSONS. ALSO VERY UNREALISTIC PLOT LOL - JUST PRETEND READING A MANGA/COMIC OR WATCHING A FILM, REALLY.

SUGGESTIVE THEMES. MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE & BLOOD (BUT NOTHING TOO GRAPHIC, IT'S STILL A COMEDY!)

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Barranquilla, Columbia

After weeks of other circumstances interrupting their initial plan, they had eventually found their way to Columbia where the last clue had let them to.

'Los Ladrones' was the name of a beach in a big forest area right next to Barranquilla. The Rio Magdalena deviding the city from it. Big lakes and swamps filling the well vegetated area. And north-east of it in the middle of a lake, there was 'Isla de Corazón'.

However, they hadn't been able to come too far, when unexpected visitors having distracting them once again. Although perhaps they should've foreseen them not leaving them alone for too long.

"I see eight." Jimin lowered the binoculars and sat up from his laying position. Propping his back against a rock. "How did they even find out?"

"Maybe you told them when they drugged you?" Yoongi shrugged, also lowering his binoculars. Glancing at him with raised brows to which the younger guy frowned. Becoming insecure about himself for a moment. "You think so?"

"Maybe, who knows. I wouldn't blame you though."

Honestly, he didn't remember doing anything like that. He did remember offering the info in exchange of them dropping the 'job', but since Kir had refused, he hadn't revealed this information. As far as he remembered. After all, his memories went blank when it came to anything after that pill she had initially given him.

"I also count eight men," Taehyung mumbled then, zooming in more, "No, actually ten."

Another loud explosion went off in the distance. Smoke rising among plants. They frowned at the sight of it. "These idiots are just using explosives anywhere huh?"

"I knew even pops wouldn't be able keeping them locked up for too long," Arabella sighed, "Their mates probably helped them escape. They always got backup plans."

She snatched the binoculars from Taehyung then, earning a groan from him. However, she got curious and also wanted to see what was going on exactly. Zooming into the large group of black-dressed people when her eyes fell on a particular person. Her brows knitting together as she kept herself from gasping. "Is this - is this the woman you were talking about?"

"Yeah," Jimin responded, hand gliding through his hair at the unpleasent memory. "Her name's-"

"Kir, I know."

"Oh, you know her?" He didn't know why he sounded so surprised. After all it wasn't the first time she had recognised someone of them. After all, she had spent a large part of her life as one of them. And yet, when he noticed Arabella's jaw clenching at his question, he couldn't help but wonder if there was more to it.

"Yeah, I remember her," she eventually spoke up. She swallowed hard then as a flood of memories ran in front of her mind's eye.'From now on, you don't have a family. You don't have anything.' - It was hard to forget someone like that.

Lowering the binoculars, she handed them back to Taehyung. Absentmindedly staring to the direction of their opponents, then at her silver bracelet and Jimin eyed her worried, noticing the drop in her expression.

"The only good thing is they haven't reached the right area yet." He nodded at Yoongi's remark, averting his eyes from Arabella. He stood up then, offering his hands to his friends to pull themselves up. "They're close though, so let's keep moving before they do."

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'Heart-Island', which sadly wasn't heart-shaped nor had anything else that would indicate the choice of its name, was as it seemed, just some kind of entrance. A deep cave leading them subterranean into catacombs, with the occasional sounds of explosions and small quakes accompanying them. Meaning Kir and her men weren't too far away from their position and nearing them faster than they had expected.

"Creepy pirate statues - check. Carved stairs - check. I think it's save to say we're in a pirate cave," Taehyung chuckled as they climbed down the stairs. 

The rocky ground and narrow paths making it difficult at some parts, but they continued past chasms and pointy rocks until reaching a dead-end. Reaching a wall with a small hole on one side. It looked like you were supposed to put your hand in it, so Jimin reached inside and frisked around. "A little slimy but.. there's a lever."

"Then give it a pull."

He frowned at Taehyung. "It might be a trap!"

"So what?"

"I'll lose a hand??"

His friend grinned. "So we'll get you a nice hook. Like a real pirate."

Yoongi and Arabella couldn't help but stifle a laugh at this, contrary to Jimin who was quite unamused by that option. Shooting him a dead glare.

"Just give it a pull already," Yoongi complained then, getting tired and inpatient of standing there instead of continuing.

The younger guy rolled his eyes. "Nice hook.." he repeated Taehyung's words under his breath, peeking at Arabella who was staring at him with expecting eyes. And he gulped. Eventually doing as he was told with a shaky sigh. "Alright, I'll give it a go."

Thankfully pulling the lever didn't cost him his hand. The only thing that happened was the wall giving in, revealing a door which they entered. On the other side being another wall with an imposing looking contraption, giant stone-wheel and chains running from it to cogs, blocking their way anew.

'For those proven worthy, the treasure awaits. For those who prove false, behold your grim fate.' Arabella read out loudly the inscription on a pillar.

"Oh great, another puzzle," Taehyung mumbled under his breath, taking a closer look on it. There was another hole in the wall with probably another lever inside. This one clearly being a trap this time. Obviously, otherwise there wouldn't be that big contraption next to it. His eyes caught something like a string hanging out of the hole and without thinking much, he pulled at it. An eery scratching echoing came from behing the wheel then, flowing through the cave.

"Taehyung, what the fuck!" Arabella exclaimed panicked, taking a step back and went behind Jimin - who really took pride of that.

"What?" Taehyung rolled his eyes and shrugged then. "Suck it and see."

Another clicking noise was heard then, getting everyone's attention back.

"Are we gonna die now?" Yoongi nervously joked, looking around to see if there was any sign of danger. The grip on his sword tightening. However, all their worries seemed redudant, at least for now, because nothing seemed to happen after all. Only the inner wheels of the mechanism turned, revealing symbols on the stone-wheel.

Taehyung took a step forward, inspecting them from his lower position. "Okay, these are clearly the zodiac signs of someone, but who?"

Arabella shrugged as she stepped forward to take a look at them as well. "I'd go with the one who hid the treasure here in the first place - Anne Bonney."

"That'd be one. But whose are the others?"

"Calico Cat's and Mary Read's, obviously," Jimin said then. "Does anyone remember which belongs to who though?"

They looked at each other, shaking heads. "I did read their birth dates when we first researched about them, but I forgot," Taehyung admitted shyly, scratching his neck. Yoongi sighed then, taking a small notebook out from the back of his pocket. "I knew noting down would be helpful.." He browsed inside, stopping at a page then. "Oh! Anne's was one day before mine."

"So pisces like you," Jimin remarked with a smirk, which the older guy chose to ignore. Continuing, "Jack's was 26th December."

"Oh!" Taehyung exclaimed enthusiastically then, "A capricorn, like me!"

"And Mary's.. unknown."

Arabella snorted sarcastically. "Like mine."

They exchanged a glance. The coincidence quite astonishing, and a little bit creepy, in a way.

"Well, that makes me the misfit, I guess," Jimin laughed under his breath. Redirecting his focus on the cypher. "But that means the pisces one should be on top. The capricorn on the right and.. the third one's.. a taurus?"

"Maybe Mary was a taurus after all."

"When did Mary die?" Arabella asked then, looking at Yoongi who quickly checked his notes.

"28th April."

She hummed, making a thinking expression which Jimin couldn't help but find incredibly attractive. "That'd be taurus. Perhaps she took her date of death instead?"

"Possible."

"My smart girl," Jimin grinned, making her blush for a moment before she waved him off.

"Anyway," Taehyung said then, taking a glance at the wheel again. "The signs are in the wrong positions."

He walked up to the cogwheels then, noticing a handle on them which he simply spun. And indeed, by turning them he rotated the puzzle wheels until reaching the correct positions. It clicked again. Everyone waiting expectingly.

"Is it solved now?" Arabella asked confused.

"Not sure.."

"Well, there's only one way to find out. Someone has to pull the lever in the hole there," Yoongi said, pointing at it. To which Jimin shot him an annoyed look. "And with 'someone' you mean me."

"Obviously."

Dragging a sigh, Jimin walked up to the hole. Taking a deep breath then, trying to trust in them and their puzzle solving skills. "Here goes my hand," he nervously chuckled before pulling it. The wall around it giving in again, revealing an exit much to his relief. And they left the area and walked into a cavern.

Sunlight illuminating it from its open end, sea water flowing in there as well. Creating a bay inside the cavern. It seemed like the underground path had led them all the way from the forest to the shore. And as they neared the edge of the cliff they were standing on, their eyes grew wide.

There it was, the ship.

Another explosion above them interrupting their awe, shaking the ground above them. The others were also near.

"Let's go."

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next chapter: 1.8 here

[thomase1]

Two broken make a whole; chapter 4

Series masterlist Full masterlist

Its starting to get interesting now! Buckle up, its going to be a bumpy ride!

Also, the Bert part is inspired by this deleted scene from infinity war: YouTube. Made me laugh so I added it :)

I'm going to be honest, life has been kind of shit the past few weeks for me, so I apologize if that change of mood shows in this chapter. Ive been trying to finish it for 3 weeks now. Still, I hope its somewhat entertaining! <3

Warnings: violence, guns, panic attack, trauma, ptsd?, past rape/abuse? (not graphic/explicite), angst, hurt/comfort

I hope thats it?

Wordcount: ~2.200

Deviders by @harlequin-hangout

Why now?

That's all you can think as you lay in bed, reflecting about today and the events leading up to it all.

Out of all the times to have a panic attack, it had to be today. Out on a mission. The first one with Loki. Out of all the bad guys it could have been, why one that apparently knows you.

Was it true?

The things that guy said, were they true? Were your fears justified after all? You rack your brain until you can no more, a pounding headache telling you to stop. With a groan you sit down in the shower and let the water ground you further.

What led you to sitting in your shower, questioning life once again and feeling beyond humiliated, was a meeting. The biggest you have attended since the one voting you as an official Avenger. It was the same for Loki. All Avengers were required to attend said meeting. Apart from Wanda and Vision who were excused since they were fighting terrorists on the other half of the planet. Even some high ranked Agents, such as Hill and Coulson, were there. Not to mention the armada of security.

Somehow the date and details got leaked and the outcome was frightening. They stormed the whole first floor of the tower, the street was packed full of paparazzi and news teams. Even the next door buildings were full of them as they attempted to film into the briefing room. Poor Happy was so stressed. His nemesis Bert was right next door, leaning out the window from the building next to the tower. When Happy spotted him, he almost ripped the window off its hinges.

"Bert! I see you Bert!", he yelled and threw a stapler after him but Bert just closed the window and continued taking pictures, "Bert you son of a bitch!", he growled and stormed off. Steve already opened his mouth but Sam clapped his shoulder, "Dont test him. I think he's about ready to snap. The kid's not here anyway.".

The actual meeting started when Fury arrived. It was rather boring until it came to the votes. You shot Loki a few glances, he looked very disinterested and like he would rather not see all these people.

Despite the not so great interactions with him that far, you voted for him. Anything else would have been rather childish, he is a good asset after all.

Clint, Tony, Maria and Phil voted against it, which is fair enough you figured. Fury was holding off on voting as was Steve. Thor, Scott, Sam, Bruce and Nat voted for him. Bruce said he believes Loki’s story that he was indeed not in control of his actions and that he deserves this opportunity to show who he really is. Nat gave the reason that she'd be a hypocrite if she didn't give him the same opportunity she got, trying to wipe out the red of her ledger. Thor was an obvious yes, vouching for Loki repeatedly and assuring he will keep an eye on his brother.

Loki seemed surprised that so many actually believe in him and give him a chance. Bruce's words especially let his eyes soften. But of course, only for the briefest of moments.

The votes have decided, Loki is an official Avenger now but is to be accompanied by Thor since he could handle him. Just in case. Of course Loki was not happy about that restriction and tried to bargain, but with Fury making that decision, there was no arguing.

Before anybody could flee the room, Steve announced a training session with everybody. Since it was the first time the whole new squad was gathered. Even though you were painfully annoyed at him, it was important.

Working as a team and being able to trust each individual team member is essential for the functioning of this unique combined force. And it was only half as bad as you expected it to be.

You had one revelation; Loki fighting with his magic and not just daggers was truly a sight to behold. The concentrated clench of his jaw, the raven hair falling into his sweaty face as green wisps of magic swirled around him were nothing short of breathtaking.

Magic in general was fascinating to you.

Wanda used to show you what she can do and distract you from your wandering thoughts while she still lived at the tower. Both of you were in a dark place, mentally, and those late nights of laying on the rooftop, bundled up in blankets as red magic formed whole movies of pictures above you were essential to your new life. It was the start of you letting go of the past and embracing the present and future, even if the trauma and sadness never fully disappeared. She was no different, the loss she experienced pained her deeply and both of you agreed, it never fully goes away, but it gets better. For her, meeting and falling in love with Vision was a big step in letting go of the past. Which made you a lot more anxious since you never took a chance when it came to romance.

But that's a train of thought for another night.

After the meeting and training, nothing interesting happened, until yesterday when Steve called Thor, Loki and you to an office. It was brought to your attention that you will go on a mission the next day, alongside the godly brothers. He explained that usually, it would have been Thor and you, but since Loki needs to get out on the field, it was the perfect opportunity.

The mission sounded simple; clear out a warehouse full of hydra weapons. It already turned out to be a challenge when Steve told you that a cartel had spotted it first, so you had to deal with a warehouse full of armed mobsters.

Nobody could have prepared you for the actual problem though.

The journey there was nothing unusual, Thor and you blabbered about everything and nothing as Loki sat on the seat furthest away from you two. You pulled up the chopper and landed it on a field. After Thor got out the layout of the warehouse, you discussed the way to approach this mission. The brothers went to the back entry while you focus on the main entrance.

Your ways parted and the coms were turned on. Loading your gun, you sneaked inside, taking cover behind a wall. Silently, you knocked out two of them as they were trying to go outside. "Took out two.", you whispered into the mic. "We have eyes on five of them.", Thor answered. "Good, keep an eye on them, I will try to move further." "Understood."

Slowly, you sneaked closer, taking out another one that spotted you. "I'm in the main room, took out one more along the way.", you confirmed. "Perfect. The group remains unaware." Just as you were about to answer, a big dude walks out of a small sideroom. You were worried about this exact thing. "Who do we have here? Y/n L/n, better known as Medusa. You have made quite the fuss over that one time.", he smirks with silver teeth. You scrutinized him, trying to make sense of his words. Trying to remember him since he obviously knows you.

You heard asgardian armours creaking behind, the boys got ready for action. They knew something was wrong since you did not roger the last information. The dude looked over his shoulder briefly before looking back at you. "So it is true, you don't have any memory of the past. It's a shame, you were rather good.", he chuckled.

Every muscle in your body went rigid, his words made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. Your biggest fear, set ablaze in the middle of a mission. "Y/n, do you know this guy?", Thor laid a hand on your shoulder which made you flinch.

You looked at him, mirroring his shocked expression.

"I- No, I.. Thor I don't remember.", your lip quivered, your heart thundered against your ribs. Your body went into freeze mode. You saw and heard everything, a gun clicking and being pointed in your face, heavy steps echoed through the big storage room, but you just couldn't move. The next few moments are a blur, your panic and fear overtook you as Loki disarmed the man, Thor knocked two who came running out the side. You crumpled to the floor, pulling your knees to your chest, wheezing. It feelt like the floor was swallowing you, your body in the constant motion of falling. Breathing got harder and harder, your lungs felt too big for your body. Everything felt out of place, the wrong size and your ears were ringing painfully loud.

It was clear to you that you had to calm down, that you were hyperventilating, but you couldn't snap out of it. The questions were crushing you like a bug.

Where does he know you from?

Why do you know a person like him?

"..y/n... calm down-..."

What did he mean?

"...need to breathe... hey!"

Did he..?

You winced at the hand meeting your knee, drawing them even closer, which wasn't really possible.

"Y/n. What is the matter?" Thor's voice made it through to you. You weakly lifted your head to look at him, holding your breath in shock instead of breathing too fast. He looked worried. "You are shaking. Y/n, what is wrong?", he observed and rubbed your upper arms in an attempt to warm you. Poor innocent Thor. You couldn't help but let a broken sob escape you, the humiliation of the situation settling in.

You just had a panic attack.

In the middle of a mission.

While a gun was pointed at you.

In front of not only Thor but also Loki, who you haven't even properly talked to. He can't stand you already, this will only make it worse.

"Talk to me. Are you hurt?", Thor asked softly while rubbing your knee in a comforting manner. You shook your head, burying it back between your knees.

"You have to breathe Agent.", the low baritone of the dark prince made your stomach flip. You squeezed your eyes shut, but you could still see the guy in front of you. Article after article of your research about your nickname. You already had it before Haydra took you, so you forgot its origin. When you got taken in by the others, you started researching Medusa and her history. What you found started your fears. The fear that your younger self sympathized with that character for a particular reason.

"Agent.", his voice rang in your ears again. Only then did you realize you were breathing rapidly again, mouth opened to take bigger gasps. The words from the guy echoed in your mind, trying to block them out, you pressed your palms flat to your ears, but it was no use. They were just as loud.

You yelped when you suddenly felt a hand press on your mouth, another pried your hand from one of your ears. "Deep breaths, come on. Breath in for four." You looked at him panicked but he kept a stern expression, "Through your nose, breathe in for four seconds. Now.". You did as you were told, despite counting being harder than it should have been. "Hold for seven.", he removed his hand from your mouth, the grip on your wrist grew softer. After seven seconds he said, "Now out of your mouth for eight."

You repeated the whole process once more and followed every step as you felt your heart rate slow down. You hesitantly opened your eyes and saw Loki in front of you, his eyes were filled with something you identified as deprecation. " 'm sorry", you mumbled as you chewed your cheek.

Out of all the people and out of all days, it had to be when he joined in.

"No need to be sorry, just keep breathing. 4 7 8.", he let go of you completely but his watch on your form got more intense.

As you kept breathing, the guys took care of the rest. The walk back to the chopper was silent. You let Thor fly while you sat back and thought about everything that went wrong. And every possibility on how that dude knew you. Occasionally Thor checked in with you and you half heartedly confirmed your well being. Loki brought you some water and sat back in the cockpit. You gulped that water down like a thirsty camel.

The worry never stopped though.

With all those mobsters, including the one that attacked you, in the back of the chopper, you didn't feel very safe. Even though Loki put a spell on all of them, keeping them unconscious as long as needed.

After a flight that felt like an eternity, you arrived back home and made a quick exit straight to your room. A hot shower was what you needed.

Unbeknownst to you, Thor and Loki took off again after handing over most of the suspects. Except one.

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SCi Fi classics Revisited :Galaxy Quest

For the second sci fi classic Iam revisiting is a personal favorite as well as being beloved by many sci fi fans ,the 1999 film Galaxy Quest

The film follows the cast of the show Galaxy Quest,,a classic scifi TV show ,whose careers have kind of washed up and now mostly make cash by going to conventions and making personal appearences , when they are enlisted by an alien race known as the Thermians to save their people ,as they think they are real space heroes

OK the Premise is great ,but what I love about the film is itdoesnt coast on the premise ,it explores it.Like the obvious joke of the film ,is "What if the castof Star Trek where contacted by aliens who thought Star Trek was real",and while Trek is the obvious inspiration what works about the film is its a bit more then just a Trek parody .I see the film as a story of a bunch of actors becoming the heroes they are seen tobe and a love letter to the positive aspects of fandom.(Alao dont know where to put this but my favorite little refrence in the film is not to Star Trek,but to A Midsummer Nights Dream by William Shakespeare,as the lead character of the the show within the film is Commander Peter Quincey Taggert,named after Peter Quince ,the leader of a group of actors )

The filmis masterful in something I think is lacking in modern comedy ,the characters are funny, the situationslead to humor,but there is a heart to the story and the situation does have stakes .Part of that is the film really sells normal people in this sci fiworld,both in the writing (Like I love that they explain why the Thermians look humanoid ,they use translators and devices to appear humanoid when they are actually octopus like cretures ) but allso the effects.The film had the best of the best of that time,ILM for the visual effects and Stan Winston for the Creatures ,tomake the science fiction elements feel real.Alsofilm is fullofgreat set pieces

The cast helps make the movie ,aa the filmhas a calvacade of great performers and all work eachother beautifullly and all get their time to shine .I'm gonna devide the cast into sections

The Villain :Sarris is a severely underrated villain in my oppinion,in that he is the most serious character in the film ,a sadistic brutal warlord .Played by the late great Robin Sachs,I lovehis performance cause he is COVERED in makeup to make him the insectoid lizard cyborg beast ,and yet he feeels very natural ,with Sachs bringing tolife just this malicious monster and I adore his voice ,they way he barks most of his lines is effective.I also like that apart from really two moments ,he is played straight and not really comedically (With one of his comedic moments being fairly dark ).my favorite moment is when he finds out the group are actors and 1.He lets out this amused yet malicious chuckle 2.Forces our lead character Jason to confess to the Thermian leader Mathasar the truth and just softly says"He doesnt understand.Explain as if he were a child ".

The Thermians :The Thermians are a race of aliens that have mistooken the old Galaxy Quest TV show for historical documents ,and are so inspired that it has united theirpeople and modled their civilization on its ideals .I think what makes the Thermians work is their goofyness is sincere ,they are sweet goodhearted people who are just a little offfrom humans,and a lot of praise can be put at their actors ,with Jed Resse as Teb being particularly funny (Who has the funniest scene in the movie when a teleporter goes wrong) ,theres a sweet love story between Missi Pyle as Laliari and one of the heroes Fred ,PAtrick Breen as Queleik has a truly heartwarming relationship with Alexander Dane ,and Enrico Colantoni is so funny yet so lovable as the Thermian leader Mathasar,he is one of my favorite parts of the film.Also you get Rainn Wilson in his film debut.....Notmuch to say,just fun tosee him

The Crew:I love themain performers here.This is not only a great ensamble of actors ,its a great group of characters.This was not the only film to do the "Actor turned hero "type story (Fight Night comes to mind ),but what I think makes this stand apart is its not just about them being heroes ,it isabout them realizing their work mattersto people and them patching up relationships with eachother.Our main character is Jason Nesmith ,played by Tim Allen in what I think is his best role .Jason,wo played the Commander on the show , is a guy who can be egotsit and can showboat for the fans ,but is actually a lonely guy who has alienated hisformer castmates and has particularly strained relationships with Gwen and Alexander ,and Allan while still getting funny scenes gets toshow offhis dramtic skills ,particularly the scene where he confesses to Mathasar .Gwen DeMarco is played by sci fi legend Sigourney Wever ,really getting to show off her comedic capabilities and I swear she gets some ofthe funniest lines.ALexander Dane is possibly the most memorable character ,due to a brillaint performance by the late great Alan Rickman (In one of his best performances ) as a rather bitter Shakesperian actor who has come to resent being associated with this silly sci fi show ,and in particular,sick and tired of hearing his catchphrase "By Grabthars Hammer " said all the time ,he is dryly funny and yet gets a truly emotional subplot .Tony Shaloub is fantastic as Fred Kwan ,this mellow chill dude who takes all the weird space stuff in stride ,and even falls in love with an alien .The always awesome Sam Rockwell plays Guy Fleegman the second funniest of the main crew ,a guy who was a crewmember who was killed by one monster in one episode ....And he is damn proud of it ,cause he is a fan of the show but that also means he's the most trope savvy which gives him an existential crisis due to being the "Expendable " crew member .Finally we have Daryl Mitchell as Tommy Webber ,who was on the show as a kid .He has some great jokes ,and being the pilot there are some funny moments there

One last character to touch on is Justin Long (In his film debut ) as a Galaxy Quest fan , who also ends up helping save the day

So I have been praising the film a lot ,do I think its perfect ?No ,but my only problemis a nitpick and that is there are too many fake outsnear the end and by end Sarris is just a snarling bad guy,wouldve liked some banter

Overall this is 1.A great comedy 2.An enjoyable sci fi film 3.A wonderful exploration of fandom .If you havent seen this movie,SEE IT

@ariel-seagull-wings @the-blue-fairie @themousefromfantasyland @theancientvaleofsoulmaking @goodanswerfoxmonster @princesssarisa @angelixgutz @amalthea9 @filmcityworld1

[justrandomselfships]

EXPLAINING TALE OF TWO BIRDS because I did so for Nilou I thought recently to talk about this one too have a pretty unrelated pic of the bastard too

To start: the flying in this story is studying for the real counterpart. Basically this story can be devided into 3 parts: Stella dropping out of the academia, being bitter about knowledge and finding it something only people without personality pursue, and her snapping out of this (because she gained vision after dropping out she thought that her stage 2 beliefs are the case).

And to those interested she was a part of Vahumana. Back when she was living in Fontaine she was considered a gifted child just to burn out a second she got into the academia.

She never previously talked to Alhaitham, but she did see him occasionally. She felt envious about a lot of things regarding him. Still he didn't recognize her upon their first actual interaction.

The "After the performance the singing bird was approached by the master. It hoped that the other bird was angry, but all it did was congratulate it for a good show." Is a half truth. After Stella's performance it was her who approached Alhaitham, but it was because she saw him glancing over at her. Rest is how it went with her hopes for his reaction vs reality.

It was an eye opener for her really. But she was mad at him for acting so perfect. To her it was like "man, fuck you for literally being an ideal guy the kind of which I only could read about in romance novels" but it also got her curious about him even more.

So she started looking for excuses to see him. He quickly saw right through her tho. But she was always mindful of his space and only tried to approach him in calculated moments for a short amount of time, this is a real counterpart for the "instead it decided to befriend the bird without trying to flatter it." line because she never either criticized or complimented him in those short conversations.

Her valuing his comfort so much and never trying to keep him for too long did help their relationship grow quite a lot as they could somewhat come to an understanding without using words.

"In the end the birds found many ways in which they connected. Although they were different, they soon figured out that they needed each other." was a line Stella really hesitated to write because this story was some sort of an indirect confession to him and it all went down to his understanding of it.

Because before she preformed the story she made a bet with Alhaitham if he could guess who she based those birds off. He guessed it correctly, but he didn't guess the intentions of her last line. He assumed it was her way of saying that she's grateful to have met him.

AIGHT, I think that's all I wanted to point out. But ofc I'm happy to talk about it more for those who are interested.

[beeindaclouds]

can i have c!dsmp reacting to their friend having some badass powers? like IDK NATURE??? U CAN CHOOSE 😭😭 its like they were friends since small then reader went missing, now fast forward like what, 10 years later, then boom they see them having powers n blah blah (this is optional)

- 👩‍🍳 anon

Hallo 👩‍🍳 anon! This idea is pretty interesting, hope you enjoy <3

C!DSMP react to a Reader who controls natural elements

Includes: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, Philza, Technoblade, Nihachu, Eret, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude

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Reader: GN - They/Them

You had been friends with them since you were little children

Playing around the, back then, bare land and fighting with your little wooden swords in a fake like war scenario

But, because of a threat that was coming after your family and your secret powers you had to move away and hide

You see, you could control natural elements. Yes that is the basic Air, Fire, Water and Earth.

And that power could be stolen away at any moment if they managed to drink even a drop of your blood, so you really had to leave

Saying goodbye wasn't the easiest, especially without an explanation, but you were kids at the time so it wouldn't have mattered if you knew or not

And now here you are, back in the SMP

The once bare and calm land, full of monuments and houses and life

Some parts were destroyed, holding history to it, others were brand new, ready to make new stories

You didn't make it even half way through the entrance of the "village" before ebign recognised by your childhood friends;

[P.s. I'm deviding them based on who I think would most likely be childhood friends]

The Dream Team + Skephalo were all surprised to see their once shy and close friend be more confident and almost powerful. Most of them were fascinated by your powers, but one of them was thinking of ways to maybe integrate you in his own personal plan;

SBI & Niki almost couldn't believe it was you. Except for your face and voice you looked nothing like the past you. You spent time telling them about your stories and travels, asking for their help to keep you safe in case someone might discover the secret behind your powers. They all were ready to defend you with their life if it ever came to it. Maybe Wilbur was hesitant at first, but he didn't really need your powers anyway;

Karlity were honestly very happy to see you well and alive. It did take Karl a while to recognise you, which you wondered why, but you were just happy to see him again. Quackity almost broke down his facade infront of you; at the time you were the one keeping him and his two, at the time, crushes all togheter. So to see you back was like a sign to maybe ask for help...but he didn't give into his hopes. He actually didn't even tell you what had happened between him and his two former fiancees;

Punz, Foolish, Eret and Sam were shocked to see you. After they all grew up and talked about you, they honestly thought you had forgotten all about them. Foolish and Eret were super happy to see you and catch up, while Punz and Sam were trying to wrap their heads around your new powers.

[ravensraven]

Due to popular demand: the "Everyone is forever tied to their story" theory!

My theory goes like this:

In Ever After there's this magic, let's call it Destiny Magic, that is responsible for the retelling of the fairytale stories, and it's devided between the character that plays a role in the story and the Storybook of Legends.

The book is in some way capable of storing the magic and releasing it to each student once they sign.

I think joining the magic from the book with the magic from the person makes the stories happen - we know the book gave Raven access to her full powers and made her evil, just like a higher yeah witch that is mentioned in the book The Storybook of Legends. Still, in some way it could be controlled (some examples are Raven becoming good again, Red and Wolf's whole romance, the slight tweaking of the story so the Candy Witch wouldn't die, and of course the Evil Queen's rebellion after poisoning Snow White)

But when Raven destroyed the book that magic became harder to control and instead of following the direct path it had been doing for years it became unpredictable.

Now here are the clues I used for my theory:

Darling and Apple

Apple's whole journey during Dragon Games is more or less what Snow White goes through on her story:

She gets into a confrontation with the Evil Queen, which results on her getting banished from her castle/school and seeks refuge in the forest with the help of the forest creatures. After learning she survives, the Evil Queen tries to poison her with an Apple (don't take my word as fact but I think in some versions she sends a bird instead of going herself, so we have more parallels there). Here is where Snow White begins her eternal sleep until the Prince Charming awakens her.

Sidenote: in the Brothers Grimm version Snow White chokes on an actual piece of the apple, just like Apple does in Dragon Games.

So yeah, even if their stories start differently it's pretty clear that this was meant to be a recreation of the original Snow White.

Daring and Rosabella

Another obvious parallel; Daring's whole arc is learning that external beauty isn't everything with the help of Rosabella.

I won't make a direct comparison since with these two is mostly about the morals of the The Beauty and the Beast story, but I'll mention that both started with the Beast getting turned into a beast by a magical being wanting to teach them a lesson; the rest is pretty self-explanatory.

Justine

Since she was first introduced during Dragon Games there isn't much information about her, but I noticed that in the webisode Moonlight Mystery her sleepdancing is treated as if it was a recent thing, which I want to believe might be because of the Destiny Magic making her dance all night like in her story.

There's also other points in eah where the Destiny Magic appears, these don't happen after Way Too Wonderland so I only count them as evidence that, at least at some point, the characters were tied to their stories.

Holly and Poppy

The book Truth or Hair was released after WTW but it doesn't give any indication of actually following the movie storyline so I'll be counting as part of the pre-WTW evidence.

In this book, Holly's hair starts to get shorter and shorter and Poppy's doesn't stop growing and has returned to her natural color. They (and I) believe this is because of the Destiny Magic.

Cerise, Cedar and Daring

In the book A Wonderlandiful World all the characters except the wonderlandians get turned into objects or animals that resemble their name or have some significance in their story.

I want to focus particularly on these three because I think there's more than just pure coincidence in their transformations.

Cedar turns into a real girl, it's kinda obvious considering her story but I'd like to believe this also proves that the magic inside of her turned Cedar into a real girl because that's her happily ever after. They could have chosen to turn Cedar into an inanimate object, a literal puppet, like they did with other students like Apple or Ashlynn, but instead she became a real girl like in her story.

In Daring's case, he turned into a monkey-like beast. This can be a cleae foreshadowing of his actual destiny as the next Beast.

In this book Cerise gets turned into a small wolf, I think the writers wanted to hint to the idea of Cerise actually being the next Big Bad Wolf and I wish we could've seen more of it.

Duchess

When she was a kid, her swan transformation started appearing; instead of being cursed by a wizard, the transformation appeared randomly - maybe this also has to do with the Destiny Magic.

I still think they can controll this magic, like the twins did in Truth or Hair or even Briar and Faybelle during the dream secuence of Epic Winter; it'd just take more willpower.

[schimmelspore]

Personal writing tip: get a roleplay partner

Im not joking.

Find someone you click with and write stories together, devide characters among each other or just change perspective each time you switch.

You can experiment with prose and how someone else reads your stuff and reacts to it and the best part is that its just the two of you having a safe lil sandbox to play in with characters, worldbuilding, smut, you Name it.

You can also get more people for one thing, but i like to write different things with different people.

Try to write it how you would write fic. Finished sentences and ranging from short to long.

English is not my first language and writing rp has helped me tremendously to not only learn how to describe things better or get the right vibe across, it also helped me with my perfectionism.

Im much less scared to write fic now and started to write little drabbles based on these rp characters and worlds and actually put them on ao3. Its disjointed and a lot of actual background and lore is missing, but its a small window into larger complex stories and thats kind of fun. It really took all kinds of fears and pressure from my shoulders.

I feel very free with my writing now, very unafraid compared to before.

Sorry for my long ramblings but moral of the Story, write rp lol

look…………….. write as much shitty fic as you want. nobody can stop you. you’re learning constantly and it’s better to write hackneyed implausible ridiculousness than it is to not write at all out of fear of fucking up. you’re good

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

... & Dystopia (Shattering the Time, Part 5.)

“Oh, the misery... Everybody wants to be my enemy.” - Imagine Dragons, Enemy

Descripiton: A long time ago, there was a peaceful state ruling over the Lanes of Zaun. Yet one day, the protector was murdered by his rival and Lanes had gone to shit ever since, leading to the establishment of an independent Firelight base just out of Zaun. But this peace was to come to end soon with old friends coming back, rising from the dead, and getting killed.

Part summary: Vi and her friend, Caitlyn, explain themselves and their reasoning behind coming to the Lanes - yet when the women find out about the gemstone in Ekko’s possession, they insist on returning it. And Ekko sees it as a wonderful opportunity for you to negotiate with Piltover’s council. 

A/N: For most part, I love to devide my chapters into two parts that are set as a scene (for example: Y/N’s nighmare x training with Ekko; two scenes, two things happening, keeping it simple but detailed), but this part might be confusing and jumping from place to place since there was a lot to cover before jumping to the actual story I planned for this series. I hope you’ll still enjoy reading it. 

Also: I gave it a lot of thought and I don’t think that Jinx or Powder would be able to do this - but the voices inside of them are cleaerly capable of it.  We saw Jinx blowing up innoncent people whilst not giving a single fuck, so I really do think she’d carry this shit out.

Warnings: Gore, violence, guns, explosives and death... And also the lenght of this chapter - there was a lot I wanted to say haha.

Tagging: @sweetcreamlatte​

Word count: 8.1 K

Masterlist: H E R E

Vi’s wide-open eyes were glued to your face are her lips kept on opening and closing. She knew who you were - of course, she fucking knew. Not in a million years would she be able to forget. It was probably stupid not to expect an adult to appear instead of that small, cute, and scared duckling she held dearly in her memories... But the number of changes you’ve been both through caught her off guard. Both you and Ekko weren’t kids anymore. You've been full-on adults now. And my oh my, you looked amazing. Sure, you were tired, in a bad mood, and partially still pissed off, but to Vi, you were beautiful. And Ekko’s expression said more than any amount of words could ever say. The deeply rooted emotion, the adoration, and amazement, he had it all in his eyes. - “Oh... My... God.” - She mumbled as she picked herself back on her feet, smiling at you. Her heart was racing as she approached you, hugging you before you could do or say anything.

You remembered Vi being respectfully strong with broad shoulders and an impressive frame, but she must’ve been at least twice as big and three times as strong than before since you disappeared inside of that tight, warm hug. It took you a moment to even accept the touch, and it took you even longer to give into it. You had to suppress all of the words and memories you wanted to throw into Vi’s face, you had to really calm yourself down to be sure that you won’t start freaking out, yelling, or worse - burning up. Ekko could see your palms shake just moments before you squeezed them into tight fists, keeping your calm self behind the steering wheel.

And to his relief, after a few seconds of trying to keep it in, you hugged Vi back; it wasn’t a normal hug, however. It was a passionate one. You gripped her shoulders so hard that it almost made her trip over and with even more strength, you pushed your face into her shoulder as you started to sob. Was it all of the anger leaving your body? Was it happiness? Was it relief? You couldn’t tell. All you knew was that the tears were hot and that there were a lot of them. You were a sobbing mess not even two minutes into the hug.

“Look at you…” - Vi whispered as she pushed you off herself just to palm your jaws, looking into your eyes and scanning every single detail of your face. While she gripped the memory of a little and adoring girl inside her head, now a beautiful adult woman was standing right in front of her. And it was obvious you and Ekko were inseparable based on the tone of the gaze he gave you… On a simple look alone. - “I’ve heard you’ve made all of this possible, this dumbass had told me… I’m sure it’s your smarts running this place, not his impulsiveness, isn’t that right?” - Her fingers were now smoothing your hair and cheeks as she still tried to understand that this woman is the small girl who used to accompany her everywhere. It was an obvious joke that could be answered in many ways and neither of them knew what you were about to say. It could be literally anything. You could blow up any second, you could throw an absolute tantrum full of yelling and tears, you could start wrestling her out of nowhere (even though there was not a single doubt in Ekko's mind that Vi would absolutely kick your eyes and yet...

"Do you seriously think he'd be able to run this place without me?" - At that, you chuckled and put both your palms on your hips. - "It's strange seeing you around here. We... We thought..." - Your breath hitched for a moment as your brain tried to catch up to what was happening. "I understand what you thought. And I want you to know that... There wasn't a single day where you wouldn't cross my mind. I was locked for such a long fucking time and now that I'm here with you, it almost feels unreal. You've been what has kept me going there. No matter if we're talking about Ekko, you, or Powder... Or Vander, or Benzo... What's going on?" - Vi stopped herself as soon as she registered the shift in your expression. Her palm resting on your shoulder tensed up a bit as your expression got more and more hateful. - "Did I say something wrong, duckling?"

Ekko, without asking a single question, knew what was on your mind. Vi was out of the picture for far too long - she was out of it, no matter where she spent all these years. But hearing the name, Powder, being said out loud after years of forgetting that girl had ever existed, was something to make you volatile. Of course, she was on your mind from time to time, especially when you reminisced about your childhood in the Lanes - the few years of happiness you've been given. You remembered... Everything. The way she spoke, the way she danced and tried to replicate Vi's moves, the way she laughed and told you jokes. Powder was one of your best friends; the other one being Ekko. You've all been around the same age, you grew up together. You knew everything there was to be known about that blue-haired girl. And before the riot, you loved her above everything else.

For a long time, you thought that Powder actually might not be that bad. Sure, she joined Silco, but you were just children scared to bits. Spending her time with Silco and his people (who actually used to be Vander's people and thus a part of the enormous family formed in the Lanes) didn't make her necessarily bad from the get-go. That was until that one cold night. You remembered how the night started; you and Ekko had a couple of beers and you two still being kind of irresponsible at times, he managed to talk you down to a walk around the Lanes - mostly the rooftops. And it was beautiful. It was the calmest you've ever been. You spent a long time jumping around, having so much fun that you were sure you'll burst if you keep on laughing. The boy was also only your best friend at the time, there was no sign of romance or lust just yet. And that was when you met her. Just her, on a lonely rooftop; nothing more than a skinny, scared girl with enormous blue eyes and long, braided blue hair.  She didn't even notice her at first and the two of you, being too shy to approach her, just sneaked behind one of the chimneys and watched your former best friend sitting on the edge, swinging her feet around. Her eyes were piercing the paper she was drawing on, she had a gun in the other hand and she was... Fucking talking to it.

I had a crush... Until she started talking to the gun. This line had a much deeper meaning than anyone could imagine. Ekko was tugging on your pants as soon as you heard the frantic mumbling, but you couldn't bring yourself to move. The girl was sitting there peacefully and for a moment, you got blinded by the vision of Powder inside your head. Yet as soon as you stepped out of the shadows, barely containing your happiness as you called her name out loud, you knew that this person was in no way, shape, or form your former best friend. Jumping back into the moment, Vi was still holding your shoulder in her palm and watching you with worries, you shook your head as you laughed. And at that moment, the hair on her neck stoop up - you made a few steps back, shaking your head as you laughed without any emotion whatsoever.

"What is going on?" - Vi demanded an answer once more, but Ekko jumped in, shaking his head. Powder's laugher; so high it was hurting your ears. The girl screamed something as Ekko caught the hem of your shirt, making you run away from her. First gunshot. Edge of the roof. Cold air pinched your skin as you fell down. Without a warning, you pushed your finger straight to Vi's face, your nostrils widening as you took in a long breath - and she was not stupid. Knowing this alone made multiple people turn their heads your way, getting themselves ready for dragging her back into one of the cells; which would happen in case she'd made a single wrong move. Without hesitation, Vi raised both her palms as she made a step back. "Don't you fucking say that name here or in my presence ever again, did I make myself clear?" "But... Y/N..." - Vi breathed out, watching you over Ekko's shoulder. "That girl... Powder... She doesn't fucking exist anymore. I'm starting to doubt she ever existed, she might as well be a damn hallucination. She is now Jinx, do you hear me? Jinx." - As Vi watched your lips trembling, she kind of understood you. But hers and Jinx's situation was different. Vi was her older sister and she surely had the power to bring Powder back among the living. - "Don't hurt me by making me think about who she was and start taking into account all the things she is right now. Cause thinking about the past that sure as fuck won't help me when Jinx decides she wants to paint the walls with my brain."

You could say, with certainty, that Vi wanted to say something. She took in a deep breath, but Ekko put his palm in the middle of her chest, shaking his head. - "Just don't. Back up for a bit and let me handle this, aight?" "Ekko, I just..." - "Vi!" - The man shouted at the top of his lungs, seeing your eyes already getting green. As soon as Vi noticed, she backed off - she had no clue as to what was happening to you, but the twitching in your face told her more than she needed to know. In the next moment, the boy was holding your face in his palms, watching you. - "You can't blow up right now, girl. Come on. Take a deep breath, nice and easy. Do it for me. Come on now." It took him about five minutes to calm you back down. The entire time, he was holding onto your face and whispering frantically to you, trying to make you breathe, relax, laugh, or whatever before your body decides to go into full TNT mode. And he had succeeded as by the end of it, you were giggling unhappily, catching his palms in yours, leaning your temple into his shoulder.

First off, the connection Vi established between you and him must've reached even further than she could imagine. He had absolute trust in you - just as you seem to feel the same way about him. Ekko's voice and words alone were something that managed to keep you from anything that was about to go down. And secondly, Powder was a forbidden topic for you. Smiling, she approached you once more. "I'm sorry for upsetting you, duckling." - She whispered, giving you one of those comforting smiles where she raised only one of the corners. - "How about you tell me more about this place while we gonna pick dumbass number two from the dungeon treatment?" - Vi joked, nudging your side with her elbow. She noticed another short gaze you gave to Ekko - by a nod, he said it's okay to let Caitlyn out.

"We found this place one day, after barely getting by for a year." - You started, looking around, watching the children run around and squealing happily. Scar was overlooking a group of small school kids that were on their lunch break - while simultaneously keeping his eye on Vi. - "It was a fucking miracle. We were starving, freezing and we hid in the sewers from Silco's people. We were just... Teenagers who tried to keep their people safe. And then we bumped into here, all of a sudden - it was nothing more than a wrong way. But as soon as we saw it..." - "We knew this was the place. We knew we were home. If a single seed could make it our here, so could we." - The young man finished silently with a smile on his face. You both watched the young woman being absolutely mesmerized by everything going on. The real trees growing out of the ground, the children running around with laughter, the adults just talking and laughing... The place was spacey, full of life and love, full of warmth that couldn't be explained by words. She watched as some of the kids used old models of Ekko's board, making tricks and laughing as they landed on the ground face first, the firelights flying by. Ekko was talking about Silco, shimmer, and what it did to Lanes just as a small girl cried out to all three of you.

You knew who she was, because of course you did, and you watched Wanda running to you with three flower crowns in her small palm. As Vi watched you smile, kneel and pick the toddler to your arms as you nuzzled the tip of your nose against her cheek. there was nothing more to be said. These people were your family; a tight community of people who's risk life for one another. Kids adored both of you (noticeably the small girl or the boys gliding on the board), adults respected you. You were both natural leaders in your regard. And for a moment, Vi was jealous of what you managed to accomplish out of nothing. "I should've been here." - The woman said quietly to Ekko, watching you and the girl whispering something. You already had one of the crowns on the head, the girl calling you a princess. - "For you. For everyone." "That's one way to drive yourself crazy. If I just went with you that day, maybe none of this would've happened."

For a moment, you let them talk a bit more as you pointed at various things, making Wanda name each one of them. The girl was smart. As the conversation between Vi and Ekko got louder, while Wanda's mom was approaching you since she noticed the girl bothering you, as she would say, you stuck your head between them with a wicked smile. "God, Wanda, look at these two grumpies..." - You mumbled, making the girl giggle. Ekko scoffed while rolling his eyes, crossing his arms in front of his chest. - "Do you think they'd look funnier with the crowns on? Huh?" "I do, auntie Y/N." - The girl whispered back with a devilish spark in her eyes. "Give one to auntie Vi for me, here you go..." - With that, you let the girl lean forward, putting the crown on top of Vi's head. The woman looked at Ekko cluelessly, but to your surprise, she literally bowed in front of the girl. - "And now give one to uncle Ekko... Oh wow, look at them. Now they look so much happier. Good job." "Did you hear anything from what we've been talking about?" - Ekko scoffed as Maya, the mother of a said little girl finally made it to you. She was catching her breath, so you held onto the small girl for a bit longer, cradling her in your arms.

"Nah, we've been too busy talking colors and animals, ain't that right?" - The small devil in your arms nodded happily. - "So I heard exactly nothing. Zero. Nada. Nah-ah." "I'm so sorry for Wanda running off like that, she was just so excited to see you two. I apologize... She must've interrupted something important." - "Come on, not at all. I'm always stoked to see my little princess. I think she actually brought a lot of smiling that we really needed." - With that, you gave the girl back to her mother and waved at her as they both left you standing there. - "We have one more thing to show you." - Ekko said with seriousness. - "Oh." - Was all you answered. At that moment, something connected inside Vi's head, and the thought overwhelmed her for a second. All the words that had been said, all your actions, emotions, and interactions spelled out one thing to her. It wasn't the past or the future driving you forward - it was the present making each of you doing the decisions deemed necessary. She was about to see how much you learned from your past, how you refused to forget, but that wasn't your main point. The secret was the present and your celebration of it.

As soon as she saw the thing Ekko deemed as super-important to show her, it all clicked together perfectly. It was an intimate place that you called The Wall of remembrance... That was getting a few new faces on just as she saw it for the first time. As Ekko talked to Vi, explaining to her something, you stepped a bit closer. First, you smiled at Chloe, the girl painting another portrait in there. With another smile, you let the tips of your fingers wander on handprints, watching all of them looking back at you. The price of your freedom... All those you've lost to get where you were at that moment. Lowering your head, you mumbled yet another thanks and prayer for all those who weren't able to make it. "If you're both done, let's get the friend of yours out of shackles." - The shift in your emotion was undeniable. You were much calmer and happier than when Vi pulled out the Powder bomb. And both her and Ekko were intending on keeping you that way. - "And let's get you some food... And a shower. You fucking stink, Vi." - And with that, she started to laugh loudly.

The warmth with which you took them both in was... Neither of the ladies expected such open arms. As soon as the local youngest noticed them, all of them huddled around the ladies trying to eat their lunch. The Enforcer lady was unsure as to what she is supposed to do - yet as soon as she saw Vi moving in the flow of the kids, she started to nod her head and smile. Caitlyn actually never saw something as amazing as this. Your people were honest, they were loyal and all of them made sure that they'll be happy about every small detail. This was surviving, you managed to build a colony with a beating heart. While in Piltover people might've been seeming happy but crooked and in Zaun, they were honest yet living poorly, you got the best of both worlds. How did you manage to do that? Neither of them had no idea. But it sure was wonderful. On the other hand... You had other business at hand.

Just like with Vi, you showed the other woman around - she introduced herself as Caitlyn. While you were seemingly willing to listen to her opinions and reasonings, Ekko clearly already made up his opinion about her. It was nothing surprising, really. While you still held the memories of Grayson dearly in your heart, Ekko was in contact with the modern-day enforcers - especially Marcus, who was paid to hunt your people down like animals. And as soon as Caitlyn opened her mouth and discussion the situation with him. There was even a moment when Vi had to push him a few steps back. Everything changed when Ekko pulled out the blue shiny ball he showed you earlier. As soon as he did, Cait's eyes widened and her expression softened. "You got it. You have to let me take that back." - You all looked at each other while Ekko showed the small ball back into the casing. Vi didn't hesitate, asking Cait what this was about. - "It's a gemstone. It was stolen during the attack... By your sister." "And you just forgot to mention that?" - Vi asked with confusion, but Cait didn't pay the question much attention. "With this, someone with the right knowledge could build... Any Hextech device. If the Enforcers are becoming more aggressive, that's why."

Ekko, looking at the gemstone, turned his face to you. - "We could beat Silco with this." "That won't solve things." - Caitlyn answered almost immediately, which was something that was on the right track to get Ekko railed up. Truth be told, you weren't as good with technology as Ekko was, but this thing sure as hell was dangerous. It had the power to rebuild... Just as it held the power of destruction. As soon as you realized how powerful this thing could be, you wanted it out of the walls. "Easy for you to say. Your people aren't dying around you." "Ekko, it's wrong what's been done to you." - Caitlyn started carefully, taking in a small breath. The young man was first trying to look away, twitching under her gaze a bit, but you put your palm on his forearm, gripping it gently. He hated this gaze when you used all the things he was feeling for you as means to listen. Yet in the end, he turned his head back to Cait. - "You'd be well in your rights to keep it. I couldn't blame you... But if you do, the cycle of violence never stops. This is our best shot at setting the record straight. This city needs healing... More than I ever realized. Please, let me help you."

There was a long silence. During the silence, Ekko was staring straight in front of himself, thinking about all the possibilities you could possibly have; he went through all the solutions. As for you, you first suspected that Caitlyn was just some upper-class princess who never set her foot out of Piltover - well, she might've been, but deep in her speech, you could feel the empathy and understanding she had for your people. And the people of Zaun. She wanted to help you and to be frank, you fucking needed help. Smoothing your hand up Ekko's back and leaning your chin into his shoulder made him turn his face in your direction. Maybe she really could help you - maybe it was worth trying. And because of that, you nodded gently before stepping aside and looking at both women standing in front of you.

"You got a plan?" - He asked, turning his attention to Cait once more. "I have a friend on the council. Let me take the gemstone to him. He'll listen to me - your people wouldn't have to hide anymore." - And this, this one short sentence right there was something that hit Ekko hard. Caitlyn returned the gaze of hope you gave her, having Ekko turn his entire body to face her. - "One condition. I'm the one who gives it to them."

With that line, it was set to stone. You began to prepare for another week of fear - Ekko was about to leave the colony with Caitlyn and Vi to talk to the council while you were about to stay put and make sure everything is going smoothly. Hoping he'll even make it back to you. It made you a bit upset (mainly because he barely got back and you only had one very serious conversation in the meantime), but you understood it. Especially if Cait would be able to provide your people with at least a fraction of the things she was talking about. This was very important.

Yet just as they were about to set on their way, Ekko surprised you by tossing one of the old leather coats they used to wear when setting out. With an unreadable expression on your face, you looked down on the coat and then right at Ekko standing in your doorframe. - "Are you out of your mind? I can't go out there, I can't just leave all of them here. Someone has to stay here with our people..." "I need you out there with me." - The man cut you off, huffing as he sat down on your bed - catching his face in his palms, he started to massage it. He was tired, so very tired. It was starting to take a toll on him and truth was, Ekko didn't know how much longer will he be able to hold on. - "Scar and Violet can manage it here, it won't be a long trip. Three days at maximum, promise." "You said that last time as well... You were gone almost a week." "Don't be like that, come on, girl. I really need you out there with me, you hear me?" - And at that moment, you looked Ekko in the face, piercing through those warm brown eyes. I couldn't be more clear; he was terrified of anything that was right in front of him. It was the council you've been talking about, a gemstone with unlimited destructive power, Enforcers stationed at every route leading to Piltover, Silco's men hunting him down ever since he last bumped into Jinx and Vi herself. She might've been your friend, but how much had she changed? Memories were a thing so powerful that they could overshadow rational minds; even minds more clear than Ekko's. The nostalgia was really the main focus here - no matter how hard Ekko loved the past version of Vi, it had nothing to do with the present Vi, and the same applied to you.

As you started building the colony, a pact was made. That was why you had a thin scar on your palm, carrying it with you anywhere and everywhere - and each time you tended to get nostalgic beyond your own control, you looked at it and pressed your nail into it. You and Ekko respected the past a lot. You appreciated every sacrifice made and you were well aware that even the smallest decision was a part of getting to where you've been at. And at the same time - the past nor the far future could be your main focus. It had to be the present. To ensure a better future, you had to make decisions that were to positively define the present. This was the pact.

And surely, Ekko was now acting based on the pact. He was making a decision that could turn out unpredictable in the future while being exactly what the present needed. Ekko needed Y/N, right there and then. And that was his driving force as he sat in front of you. That also didn't mean that Ekko needed you specifically - he needed your power. - "You're the most important of all people in here... To me. You're their leader, you know what their needs and aspirations are, you know about every smallest thing that this colony needs while I know only bits and pieces. And only you can tell that to the council." - With that, the man caught your jaw in his palms as he looked you in the eyes. - "That's why I need you to come with me." "Do me a favor and stop lying to me. You're scared Ekko, and that is human. But these two won't hurt you, they're your allies and they will protect you. And they won't let Silco or the Enforcers take you away, you hear me?"

But you were wrong. You were so very wrong - Ekko might've been worried sick, but that wasn't the reason. If the change was about to come, he needed you by his side. Of all the people in the colony, you held the most importance to him personally. He needed to feel your presence, he needed your smell to surround him and your witty sense of humor to make him laugh. Without you, Ekko felt he has no chance of making it. And in one vulnerable look, Ekko shot your way you could feel all the emotion. This made you stop for a second and caught his palms in yours. Sighing, kneeling in front of him and letting his forehead lean into yours, you thought about everything that might happen out there. Ekko needed you. Your people needed you to be their voice. And for a moment, you needed to be a real leader... Not just one that hides behind walls of concrete. And so, you nodded, accepting his request. - "Don't worry... There's anything that could go wrong." - It wasn't more than a mumble, but it made Ekko snicker against his will.

That very evening, all four of you set out to venture into Piltover. Since you didn't need to be discreet, per se, the way to Piltover wasn't as long in the end - by midnight, you were already entering the bridge surrounded in total darkness without a sign of motion. As expected, you led both women through a maze of sewer hallways and crawlspace, climbing out in the middle of the bridge itself. It was there where Vi stopped herself, looking at both you and Ekko. Without a word said, you both knew what she was about to tell you. "I can't leave her again." - The woman said, letting you both know that it's already set in stone. Nothing could change her mind. - "You can't change her." - Ekko opposed, but you were both giving her that knowing smile - go and do what needs to be done. "I got to try." - Vi responded, making Ekko scoff. Nodding, you walked to her first to give her a firm hug, thinking about when are gonna see her again... Or if you're gonna ever see her again. - "Don't get yourself killed." - Ekko said as he watched the hug you gave her. Her thoughts were set in stone and you already accepted them. There was no going back.

"As soon as I'm done, I'll see you again. I promise, duckling." - The muscular woman whispered in your ear just before you let her go. - "I'll hold you to that promise, buckaroo." - You answered, finally letting her go. Now, it was Ekko's turn to say goodbye. This time, Vi simply chuckled as the two of them embraced. - "No promises." - As the two of them stepped away from each other, both you and Ekko let them talk in private for a bit, giving them the privacy they deserved. These have been through some shit already - and from what you've gathered, they didn't even know each other for too long.

"How you're holding up, girl?" - The man whispered as he leaned into the railing next to you. "I'm nervous, I suppose. What if... What if something goes wrong, yannow?" "Well if you keep thinking about shit going down..." - Ekko chuckled and nudged your side with his elbow, making you grin as well. - "It will go down. As Ria would tell you, you need to go to your happy place and relax. Everything's fine. We're fine. I'll protect you, alright?"

It was not long after when you watched Vi walk away from you in the direction of lanes, back into the darkness. With that, your nervosity grew even more; so much so that you felt your fingers sparkling already. And you weren't the only one - Caitlyn looked at your palm with a furrow and that attracted Ekko's attention. Smiling at you, the man caught your palm in yours since he knew, your body will stop because you'd never consciously hurt him. A few deep breaths let you get the situation under control, making you relaxed. You continued through the lifeless darkness for just a bit longer - at the Piltoverian bridge exit, you bumped into a bunch of Enforcers. At first, they were pretty suspicious of you but when Cait showed them her badge, the force calmed down a bit as she started to negotiate with the captain. Watching the man walking closer made your arm ignite up to your elbow and just as you were to push Ekko on the ground and shot a fireball with your other one... The Enforcer shot.

The shot rang through your ears as you gasped for air, watching Ekko drop to the ground. The world around you slowed down for a few seconds, your eyes teared up and your heart pumped painfully. Your stomach was turning upside down. Was he... Did they... Did Ekko just die right in front of you? You were trying to take a deep breath so you could scream, having most of the men aiming at you, but Caitlyn barricaded your way, catching your cheek in her palm. - "You don't want to do this, trust me, this would be so very stupid darling. Take a deep breath for me, come on now." - The woman was watching every muscle in your face, the emotion in your face, and the position of your body, taking in every detail. The captain rose his palm up to stop any fire, being quite mesmerized by the flames slowly melting the leather coat, shining through the dark night. You were very close to losing it without knowing if Ekko survive or not.

As you wanted to look at the captain or at Ekko, Caitlyn's grasp tightened. The woman knew Marcus is taking away the gemstone while pointing at both your hands, but honestly, she was more worried about you getting out of control. Which was a justified fear. You could hear Vi calling out Caitlyn's name as Marcus forced the tip of his gun right into your vision, making you grunt. You didn't want to hurt her - but you wanted to see that swine writhe on the ground, screaming with pain and fear. This man was to be boiled like a fucking crab. - "I told you to leave this alone." - The man mumbled, looking at his squad; Caitlyn looked at him quickly before turning her attention back to you and Vi, who was sprinting towards all of you - seeing Ekko laying on the ground, your arm surrounded with green flames and all the men watching you. This was not looking too good.

When you turned your head in Vi's direction, Marcus immediately pointed the gun at your temple, yet you couldn't be more unbothered as you frowned, watching the sky. There was this... Mechanical flutter disturbing the silence and hundreds of green lights flying your way. - "Is that you?" - You asked the captain, turning your head so the gun was pointed at your forehead. The man straightened nervously, noticing that you didn't give a fuck. - "Excuse me?" "I'm asking if this..." - Your finger pointed at the sky. - "Is your doing?" "No, miss, I don't think..." "Oh, fuck." - Before Caitlyn could catch your forearm, you started to run in the direction of the fire lights, kicking your shoes off - watching you run off, Vi clearly knew what is on your mind. But Caitlyn's safety was more important to her at that moment. If this wasn't your doing (which surely wasn't) and it wasn't their doing... It meant that there was a third party hidden somewhere. And you knew precisely who the third party was. With more anger filling you up, you jumped into the air, making the flames consume your feet and legs as you hovered around, looking for Jinx. Railing yourself up, you threw a few fireballs into the darkness, scanning the surroundings for any signs of life. That bitch was well hidden, you had to admit - and she had to admit that you were scary as fuck. For a little moment, Jinx rose her big blue eyes, seeing the butterflies reach their destination.

As all the bombs went off simultaneously, your eyes met hers for a small moment. And to your surprise, she didn't have the eyes of a serial killer. There was something... Something warm and acknowledging in that gaze was equivalent to a smile you give to an old friend even if her actual lips didn't move a bit. Jinx's lips opened shortly as if she wanted to yell at you, but then she shook her head, hiding back into the shadows. You were enraged at that moment, yet you still felt that small, wondering part of you. What if Vi could be right? It was years since you have last spoken to Powder and even longer since she started shooting at you without warning. Could she still be there? Powder hiding inside that thin woman wasn't a reason to hold back any emotion of fireballs.

The wave of air was so strong that it threw you to the ground, but you weren't hurt. Frantically, you picked yourself up on your feet to climb up the pillar where she was hiding - yet reaching the vantage point, the girl was already gone, leaving you breathless - and it was in that moment when you saw all the destruction and only a few signs of life. Enforcers were gone; one by one detonated to shreds. A few people were trying to pick themselves up on their feet, but the number of dead people was higher than of the living. While the dust settled down, you still stood in the middle of the desolated bridge with a green fireball ready to be fired. Yet the girl who was responsible for all the chaos was nowhere to be found. As if she just disintegrated into thin air. Turning on your heels, you let the fireball fall flat on the ground. This was one of the most unpleasant views a person could see - all the Enforcers were laying on the ground, looking back at you with dead eyes - some had their limbs torn off their body, some at least visually resembled a human; gallons of blood poured all over the concrete were more than enough for you to understand that all of them were gone by that point. And it was all her doing.

Vi seemed to be fine, Caitlyn had pieces of shrapnel in her upper thigh and was bleeding quite bad, but she was alive - the injuries surely were to heal in a few weeks. Ekko was laying on the ground as you approached him, but he was fine; the iron plate in his chest just saved his damn life, making you smile with pure joy. He was safe and alive. “She’s gone!” - You cried out to inform the group, catching Vi’s attention for a second. The woman nodded back to you, putting Cait back on her feet. - “She ran away as soon as she saw me.” - You whispered to yourself, looking at your hand hardening before you put the flames out.

If there was someone to preach about all the dangers Jinx meant to everyone, it was clearly you. There were moments where you wished for nothing more than her throat being squeezed by your fingers. Many times, you muttered under your breath that Jinx would be better off if dead. Yet when your eyes met for a second and you could clearly see that she recognises you, you knew you wouldn’t be able to take her life away. Those huge blue eyes watched you with fear and a spark of… Something. It was an emotion of some kind. Sure, you’d pack a few punches, maybe knock her out in the worst-case scenario. But not in a thousand years would you be able to kill her. Catching your breath, you shook your head. You were getting nostalgic and sentimental.

Jinx surely didn’t feel the same about you as she crept behind you. For a moment, her eyes wandered around the frame of your shoulders, your arms, and the leather monstrosity you were wearing. As Jinx watched you being consumed with flames clearly looking for her, her breath hitched in her throat. It was you. The so-called Demon of the Lanes. It was you the entire time. It freaked the woman out for a second, but she managed to overcome the fear pretty quickly - you might’ve been looking for Jinx just a moment ago, but she was one step ahead; she hid behind one of the beams holding the bridge in the air and didn’t even breathe until she heard you yelling at your friends. As soon as she saw the opportunity, she caught up, showing each step you made.

Thanks to the dark of the night, none of them saw Jinx sneaking up on you. If they did, it could've all happened much differently. It would end up differently. Not as tragically. At the moment, the woman was right behind you with one of her palms gently risen up; as if she wanted to touch your shoulder gently just so you’d notice her... As if Jinx was building the courage to look in the eyes and to catch your attention. What was she supposed to do? She hated you to guts, she hated you for so fucking long, she wanted all of you dead, buried six feet under... But when you looked her in the eyes, there was some strange feeling of acceptance and friendly love. Just like when Vi hugged her before Firelights took her away. Should've she just circled her arms around your waist and hugged you? Should've Jinx brought you close? That surely was one of the options racing her mind. On the other hand… If she was to startle you, you were to burn her to bits. Silco wouldn’t be too happy about that.

Suddenly, everything clicked. Jinx’s breath hitched as she felt Milo reaching out for the screwdriver in the back pocket of her pants and Claggor laughing in her other ear. Her eyes widened in horror as both the boys started to talk - Jinx's brain already made the connection even before the boys started to talk. Once more, the time slowed around as she felt her hand slowly reaching behind her waist. Jinx wanted to fight them... She didn't want to kill you. Not now. Not when there was a slight chance of you maybe accepting her. She wanted just one last smile from you, a greeting, to hear a story, to talk to you. She didn't want to be alone. Jinx... Jinx wanted to be loved. But her body was quicker than she ever could be.

“She’s a traitor.” - Milo mumbled to Jinx’s ear with a wicked smile. - "Just look at her. She has it written all over her damn face. What are you waiting for? Do it. It won't take long." “All of your friends left you, remember? No one came looking for you when you needed them all. And... Look. She took him away from you. Y/N’s with them now - with the Firelights. She would've spared a second before killing you." - Claggor joined with devilish laughter, leaning his forearm around Jinx's shoulders. 'You're both wrong... Wrong! Stop! Didn't you see that look she gave me?' - Jinx tried to oppose inside of her head, already feeling her palm grabbing the screwdriver as she pulled it out. - 'Maybe... Maybe if we'd just talk to her. To all of them.' "Didn't you see how Vi hugged that other woman? She clearly replaced you, she doesn't need you, she doesn't want you. You are alone... Again." - Claggor mumbled in a low, mocking tone. Jinx watched her hand preparing in the air, holing on the screwdriver firmly. You had no idea. Not a clue. - "And you think the others will want you around after blowing everything up? Did you see how many people you killed? They think you're a monster, that you're beyond saving. They'll kill you when the first opportunity comes, don't be fucking stupid."

"Y/N!" - Vi screamed in horror, seeing the pale arm reaching from behind your back. You stopped, but before you could locate what she was worried about, there it was - Jinx stabbed the screwdriver into your throat, making the blood pour on your chest as your mouth filled with your own blood. The young woman continued on stabbing (the first stab was the worst because your muscles, tendons, and veins were pretty firm), yet as she found her tempo, she kept on doing the same motion until you fell to the ground, holding your neck in your palm, trying to slow down the bleeding. For a moment, Jinx stared down at you with a devilish smile, scoffing, before she pulled out her gun and walked a bit back. Sure, she might've just relentlessly murdered you, but she wasn't a complete monster. Ekko had every right to say his farewell before she kills him too. Honestly, no matter how loud did Vi yell at him, the man didn't stop for the love of God. He literally collapsed on the ground next to you, putting your head on his thighs as you choked on your blood. One of your palms put pressure on your throat, the other one searched for his arm so you could hold onto it as you pass away. This was it. You could feel it. There was no coming back after this amount of stab wounds and blood loss.

"Don't you dare do this to me, come on, girl." - The man mumbled frantically, watching your widened eyes looking back at him in shock and terror. - "Come on, you're strong. Just... Live. Live, for me. If you die on me, I swear I'll find fucking way to break to time and I'll hop back to fucking save." "It's... It's you." - Your voice was quiet and Ekko knew you were putting too much energy into talking. He tried to make you shut up, but you couldn't be less bothered as you kept your stare glued to him. - "You... Saved me. It was always you." - The man had little idea of what you were talking about, but he felt himself breaking down in tears as his fingers smoothed your face. His ears clung to every word you said because you seemed determined to tell him everything. The life was fading out of your eyes, skin, your body. Your heart was pumping with greater and greater trouble, it hurt and your body was starting too feel ice cold. With last grasps of breath, you looked him in the eyes, concentrating fully on what you were about to say. - "I... Love... You... Ekko..." "And I love you too, but..." - As he laughed unhappily at finally hearing these words he longed to hear all this time, the last breath left your body, leaving you starting at Ekko lifelessly. The grip on his arm loosened and when his hand reached your chest, he couldn't feel anything. It was over.

The scream of sorrow, rage, and woe could be heard all the way in both Lanes and Piltover. Those who heard it would swear that their blood froze in their veins for a bit; there was so much emotion in a single, painful scream. Ekko was suffering and his heart was bleeding, he felt torn to shreds.   Even Jinx froze as she watched the scenery. She wanted your love... Not your death. Soon, her eyes teared off as she started to bash her forehead with her palm, mumbling frantically as she argued with the voices inside her head. At that moment, Jinx hated herself. She wanted to take it all back, to jump back in time. But instead of that, she was too weak to protect you from all the trauma, anger, and rage she held within. With that, Jinx fell to her knees, watching the man still holding onto your corpse. - "What have I done?" - The woman whimpered as her face coldened again. Soon after, another scream followed. And this time, it belonged to Jinx herself.

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Gay wrongs tournament, round one of the losers bracket

Propaganda:

For John and Jack:

So, they both are literal murders. One of them is a little bit more insane than the other. Okay, the little bit part is not right, totally insane that is John, yes. But gonna love him though. He had been in rehab for alcohol, drugs, sex and murder. Don't kiss him, he might be wearing poisoning lipstick. They are canon mlm. They had been stuck in a two week time loop for five years, which was like leading a married life for them. They didn't actually marry, but they were partners, both in business and sexually. They worked together for an time agency. Then Jack's memories of two years were erased and he left. He went into  independent self deployment, doing scams using his knowledge of future events. After that he build an alien hunting institute in Cardiff, Wales. When John and Jack see eachother again after years, you don't know whether they will they kiss or fight. They do both. Did I tell you that along this story Jack became an inmortal who can't stay dead? No matter how or how often he dies or is killed, he keeps coming back to life. This is all very scraping on the surface, but oh boy, would it be at least a novella to describe them.

They worked together in the Time Agency where they did horrible things to the extent where Jack had two years of his memory stolen so that he couldn’t know what he’d done. They were also in a time loop together for five years where they canonically thought of each other as the wife (John was a good wife :3), and were basically married. Then they had a divorce arc and they both separately went rogue from the Agency to become conmen, although they still worked together/clashed on occasions, always still with that spark of passion. “Frenemies with benefits” Jack called them once, although John preferred “my lover, my rival, my nemesis and destiny. And bane of my bloody life.” Canon finds us where Jack has tried to reform and be a better person, but John is still chasing cons, and all he wants to do is bring Jack back to the stars with him, back to the crime and the glitter of the galaxies (it doesn’t work and he shoves Jack off a building but Jack got himself immortal so he’s fine <3) anyway I am very normal about them xoxo

In John's introduction to the series he shows up on a roof where some guy is mugging someone, grabs him by the throat and dangles him over the edge of the building while this guy begs for his life before dropping him just because he felt like it. When John and Jack interact for the first time in the show there's a super cool guitar riff, very evil western vibes, they walk up to each other, look deeply into each other's eyes, make out, then start throwing punches to Blur's Song 2. In one of the audio dramas we're told about various times where these two conned people, stole a bunch of money and gold and gems and stuff, then had sex with whoever it is they conned before (sometimes) killing them. When Jack devided he was done and left John to die John escaped and married the queen of England (Victoria) then locked Jack up somewhere to take his life force and live forever, destroying the timeline in the process. John has tried to kill all of Jack's friends at least twice to have him all to himself. He found Jack's long lost brother and when the brother turned out to be a terrible person with a vendetta against Jack John did everything he could to save Jack. Their relationship is canon but very one-sided most of the time

just this video

For Dina and Ellie:

They do justified murders, but murders none the less. Is it really that bad to kill a few dozen people with your gf if your trying to get revenge in this big horrible world?

Spoilers, but Ellie decided to go on a big old revenge murder spree and Dina was a super supportive girlfriend and went right along with her. The two of them killed A Lot of people together. Admittedly Dina eventually tapped out on the whole revenge murder thing eventually, but I feel like they definitely need to be in this tournament.

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Lady of mischief- Part five

Pairing: Loki x Greek!goddess f!reader

Summary: Asgard is having a change of power so there are several events Loki has to get right before he can announce victory against his brother as the next king. But one lady’s approval will change the whole outcome if the stakes are right. That lady is you, intended heir to the throne of Olympus but tied down to a marriage of convenience with one of the princes of Asgard. The prince you choose to marry will be the next king but you refuse to let yourself be a pawn in this game for power. Loki, with his intentions to take you as his queen has far greater reason to marry you than just for the reason of being king. You however, would rather cut off your left arm than exposing yourself for the fact that there’s another purpose besides Loki getting a throne to sit on.

One week later and you found yourself at a sea cliff on Asgard’s largest known bay. You’d brought Henna with you, just like every other day since you got officially banished. Now you couldn’t stand being in the castle and spent almost every waking hour in the city, avoiding the royal family at all cost. Odin even demanded you ate breakfast with them since you were an honored guest but of course you never showed.

Zeus left the day after the banquet and not a word from your parents. They probably didn’t even blink the second he told them their daughter had been locked in with an entire castle of self-centered gods.

“Gods are assholes!” You threw a rock at the size of a basketball into the water and glared at the splash, secretly hoping your father Poseidon would sense it and feel guilt. That was impossible, of course. A Greek god holds no power at the realm of Norse gods.

“My lady, you’re a god.” Henna stayed seated at a comfy rock she found the first day coming to the cliff. She said it was the perfect fit for her to relax her always perfect posture without sloping. You always told her you don’t care if she sloped at non-formal occasions.

“Yes, Henna. Me included.” You were just surprised she didn’t faint because you used such a mundane word, a thing you picked up from the humans on a visit once.

“I can’t stop thinking about what I said to the prince. It was a decade ago, yes, but he still remembers it. Probably thinks about it every time he sees me!” You tried to concentrate on the real reason you were here. To practice. You’d never win anyone’s respect if you couldn’t control your powers. You started with the hardest, the sea; a force that doesn’t want to be tamed.

A pulsing body of water drove up from the sea and flew in front of you. The goal was to force it into a perfect shaped globe, forcing the sea to obey so thoroughly. To your luck the liquid started obeying your wish when you put all your concentration to use. Almost a solid globe. You’d only need a few more seconds to-

“And I’ve already said you should apologize to him. Who knows, you two might hug it out and the next thing you know you wake up naked in his chambers the next day.”

The almost globe burst into millions of droplets and salt burned in your eyes at the shock. Your vision blurred out and you coughed on the water that went down your airways. Heat went to your cheeks and you looked down at your soaked clothes.

“Goodness, Henna! You’ve spent too much time with the Asgardian maids.

You can’t say stuff like that!” Your voice was still faint from the couching as you scolded her. You had to put your focus to use once again to extract the water into fine droplets hanging midair in front of you. The dress was far too pretty to get stained with saltwater. The jewelry looked surreal in the light the dress radiated. Every thread of the fabric seemed to be created of pure shining starlight or liquid diamond. The dress held the beauty of a thousand stars.

No one knew where it appeared from, however. You had your own guess, of course. It laid neatly folded on your work desk one afternoon and if it was the first born prince, he would’ve left some grand note with it as well. The dress just laid there in absence of anyone claiming the rights. An apology for sure.

“Well, you said asshole if I’m not mistaken.” There it was. Henna cleared her throat as a sign to drop the subject but you knew she had a big smirk on her lips. You didn’t want to turn around to confirm it.

“Let’s try again, my lady. Why don’t you try claiming the entire wave coming right there?”

You analyzed the wave and realized what Henna was asking. The size of it was huge and it would surely crash into the cliff side underneath you. Your job was to stop that impact and lift it up to your level.

It was dead silent as you waited for the wave to arrive. With a last big engaging try you felt the power of the sea surging through you. Blocking the impact of the wave lashing itself forwards was similar feeling to getting that same wave right in the face like a wall of bricks. But it was not in vain. The water started to rise to the cliff you stood on and you had to replace your feet for a better stance. Every second the sea threatened to leash out of your hold.

“How mighty.” A soothing voice, yet laced with viciousness, appeared only a hot breath away from your ear and you screamed.

The scent of new books hit you too late and the wave had already been unleashed on the threat behind you. The water had devided around your frame, covering Henna and Loki from head to toe in seawater without showing mercy. The sea held no mercy. Right…

A moment of silence and Loki still had his eyes tightly shut, his entire body frozen in place. He’d been less than an inch from you and you hadn’t noticed. He was still less than an inch from your bodies touching.

He slowly went to wipe one of his eyes clean of water and tasted the layer of salt glancing his lips. You cursed yourself for noticing the shameful way his tongue swiped across his bottom lip. Did he take the warm weather with him somehow or why was it suddenly growing hot again? And why did he look so different with the drenched clothes hugging his frame, hair slicked back. The dripping from the each strand fell and caressed the heavy outline of his collarbones.

What were you even thinking about. He must’ve done something. A spell of some sort.

“That was unnecessary.” He said it as simple as ever and it made you grit your teeth.

Stop staring at his abs, dammit!, you thought.

It had to be a spell. This couldn’t be real.

“Why are you here?” You weren’t prepared for this. He was supposed to be on a mandatory meeting right now. Did he just right up ditch that?

“You’re no fun… I came with a proposition.”

“Of what sorts?” You eyed him with careful detail, trying to sense a trick of some sort. His gaze lingered on your appearance a little too long from what seemed appropriate. It was a thorough scan up and down and the soul behind the eyes held a strange glow. Of course he was shocked you wore the dress he bought.

“We can teach each other things. You tell me stories and history of the Ancient Greece, your kind’s gracious era and I teach you illusion magic.” He could tell your raised eyebrow was a sense of confusion. “Like, combining water and light into something entirely new. I’ll teach you how to conjure spells-“

“Like the one you’re doing now?” It just slipped out of you and it was too late to ignore. It was now his turn to look confused. The tip of his tongue came out once again to wipe off some salt and you looked away.

“What?” He asked.

“Whaaat?” You repeated along with a dumb giggle you had no idea where it came from. The already tight fabric of Loki’s shirt was riding up from the wet fabric rolling itself up. You really did try not to think about how the pearls of droplets looked like glitter in the sun on his toned stomach, but realized that you already failed. You swallowed a hot lump of dryness that caught in your throat.

So no spell then?

Loki sighed and cracked a tense muscle in his neck, a green light drying him and his clothes from bottom and up in a matter of a second (Henna remained drenched).

“Just say no quickly, there’s no reason to drag it out. I’ll leave you be when you’ve answered.” You bit your bottom lip and actually took a moment to think about it.

“Actually, it doesn’t sound too awful. But don’t you already know everything about my realm there is to know?” That earned a genuine smile from him and you thought about how that was a rare sight.

“You’d be surprised of how understocked Asgard’s library is when it comes to your history, your highness.”

“And stop calling me that! It’s weird. You never did it before so why do it now?”

“I thought you disliked me being informal.”

“Oh do shut up!”

Loki laughed and nodded in agreement. It was just then you realized how you were still inappropriately close to him and how his breath smelled of something sweet. Something brushed past your hand and Loki retracted his own with a flinch and an apologetic look.

“I’m s-“ Loki started but Henna’s loud cough and pointed glare.

“Wait!”

“Yes?”

“I don’t… I don’t find you disgusting.” You watched his expression and expected him to get upset but nothing in his body language seemed tense. If anything, his jaw and shoulders seemingly dropped.

“That’s like the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” His chuckle was bright but your gut still twisted in shame.

“No but like, I don’t find your touch disgusting. I never did, actually-“ The amount of truth you entrusted this man with was almost too much. The words were so tense on the way out that you started coughing.

“Then why did you-“

“I don’t know! No more questions though. All I know is that it was far from unpleasant and that’s all you need to know for now.” Loki raised his eyebrow, lips slightly parted. You understood you’d talked before your brain caught up with you again.

“No, that came out wrong. But you know what I mean!” Your hands fiddled on the edges of the dress, only to flatten out the fabric right after. The dry lump just couldn’t seem to go down.

“Oh I sure do… And I agree with you on how we speak to each other. I hate speaking to you formally! It doesn’t sit right for me especially. Then I wouldn’t be able to say the stuff I actually want.”

“Like what?” You regretted asking immediately but couldn’t bring yourself to step back as he leaned in.

Lips brushed against your earlobe and his scent was all up in your world, along with the surreal warmth that always seemed to follow him.

“That dress looks absolutely ravishing on you, (Y/n). I never thought you’d wear it to be honest. We’re you really planning on fleeing the castle on such an occasion and not letting me see any of the beauty?” His voice turned low again and the always present rasp seemed extra present today.

The dry lump finally went down.

“You could’ve gifted it to someone else if you wanted to see the dress on an actual body instead of a hanger.”

A low rumbling came from his chest and erupted in his throat. It took you a moment to realize that the sound was a chuckle.

“See, I don’t think that’s true. Yes, any person could wear it, but I can’t think of anyone else who could wear one of the most beautiful things crafted ever and the most beautiful thing in the room would still remain the person in it.”

You couldn’t move your body. It was frozen in place even though the blood in your veins was literally boiling. You were almost thankful that he was so close. That way he wouldn’t see your red cheeks.

“You don’t mean that.”

“Why would I lie about it? Meet me in the library tomorrow after breakfast. I look forward to our time together.”

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President Mirabel! Au

Story of this AU: After re-building Casita, people began to respect Mirabel more, and the more she helped, the more the people of Encanto began to think that Mirabel would be the best leader.

Si, after an election (incited by Alma, who wanted to reconnect with her family), Mirabel won (even if she didn't know about the elections) and was made the Official Leader of Encanto.

About 5 month s later, after Encanto started to reconnect with the rest of Colombia, Mirabel accidentaly ruined a couple of drug-lords domain, resulting in the drug lords death.

Now, Mirabel didn't do it alone: Luisa, Dolores and Isabella actually put the biggest effort.

But when it came to "who gets the fame", the three girls devided to "give" their share of fame to Mirabel, since they thought that she needed more recognition.

It would be great and all, if it wasn't for the little detail that they gave ALL of their accomplishment in the matter to Mirabel, including the part where "she" killed the druglords and destroyed their empires.

So, news reach all of Colombia.

The people of Colombia, sick of American influence and the Drug Lords control, immediately notice when drug activities cease to be.

Hijinks happen, and Mirabel is elected (against her will) as the President of Colombia.

Now Mirabel has to balance responsibilities, hobbies and everyone problem.

And, since this is Mira we are talking about, she cannot say "no" to people that are desperate.

So, forced to grow up, Mira studies psychology and actual politics, while maintaining the sewing skills she always had.

She doesn't forget nor resents her family, but now she has less time to see them.