#these bitches are just Not interested in each other outside of how the other connects to lbh and sqh

[lbhslefttiddie]

no two sv characters have less chemistry than sqq and mbj so of course i am incredibly delighted when they have to interact. i think if pressed mbj would not be able to tell you sqq's and i think thats so fucking funny

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

Hi I'm back. How are you?

How about... A yandere that has had a bunch of lovers and either killed them because he got bored or broke their heart beyond repair? But them he meets the reader and something changes?

Idk it seems like a fun dea.

Yandere! Male! Player x gn! Barista! Reader

Uh ohz, here is the player 🙄 there's a little twist to the request, meowing! I hope you don't mind. (Another Greek mythos twist. Not as blatant as Hades though. Only a bit of the Greek mythos is grabbed, not all.)

I'll see to it how can we break this little man

ヘ(￣ω￣ヘ)

AND, I AM GOING TO STOP TAKING NEW YANDERE REQUESTS! But, I am going to take asks about the existing yanderes now!

Yandere! Player name: Amor

A resounding slap echoed throughout the bustling cafe, silencing the people talking to each other. The woman, tear stricken and angry, looked at the man in front of her.

"We're over!" She yelled before stomping away from the cafe, leaving the man behind.

The people started to gossip amongst each other, but one particular action by the man stunned them.

He just sat down, took out his phone, and called somebody.

"Hey, fancy meeting tonight? I just know of this nice cafe. Date, my treat."

Shameless, the people thought as he chuckled and ended the call with a lazy smirk, stirring his coffee and sipping it.

Amor. Extremely handsome man. Charming, always knew how to get the ladies.

That's what made him full of shit since being handsome is his only redeeming quality.

He's arrogant, a bastard, selfish, has a pride taller than the Eiffel tower, and a total player.

He juggles women left and right, flavor of the day, who's gonna be my girl for the morning, afternoon, and night?

Why do people flock to this man again?

Ah, because the Gods favor this bitch.

What did he do in his past life that women love this man?

Well, in his past life, he's a boring nerd.

His family loved him dearly, and wanted him to succeed in life.

So, attending academic camps, prestigious schools, goddamn Kumon? He got it all.

Awards, upon awards. He collects them like pokemon.

Did it make him interesting?

No. All he knew is academics, and no outside skill.

He's book smart, not street smart.

Poor guy wasn't even attractive. So, when he finished University in an Ivy League Uni, he's lost. He doesn't have charisma to charm employers, he doesn't have the confidence to do public work...

Well, that, and NASA already hired him.

What? He is not street smart and has a hard time finding a job himself, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have connections.

In short, he's a Nepo baby.

At least he's a genius so NASA made sure to use him thoroughly.

But, he felt... Bored.

He wanted more from this life of his.

He wanted a girlfriend for fuck's sake!

So, by some stupid and desperation he himself never thought of doing, he turned to the old gods.

The old Gods, surprised by a sudden influx of eager and desperation of faith from only one man, decided to entertain them.

"PLEASE! WHEN I DIE, MAKE ME EXTREMELY HANDSOME AND HAVE WOMEN LEFT AND RIGHT!"

Oh... That's not...

He's really superficial....

Did the Gods care though? Nah. He's really entertaining. Awakening old Gods just for... Women?

So they granted his wish.

When he died of old age (unfortunately for him.), He woke up to another wealthy and loving family. But this time, he's the son of a world renowned Kpop idol, and a Miss Universe.

"This is overkill." Amor thought to himself as his mother cradled her. "But damn, ain't I happy!"

Growing up, even as a kid, girls liked him. He felt like on the top of the world. He retained his memory, so he's practically a gifted child. No, perfect child even!

Except that he's actually a foul kid.

He became arrogant, a snob. Someone who viewed himself too highly for people.

But do his parents care?

Eh...

They spoil the kid a lot. And turn a blind eye to his lack in manners.

Again, went to prestigious Universities, to Kumon, academic camps.

Everything was a breeze for him now.

He got a job as a model immediately. He decided to not go down the academic path, but use his parents' connections once more to climb up the showbiz ladder!

He's still a Nepo baby in this life.

Well, again, his handsomeness is almost too good to be true (work of the goddess of beauty), so his model career is skyrocketing in success.

And women.

Countless of them.

He cycles through them like toilet paper. Throwing them away once he's got his fill.

Yet, people don't care.

He somehow built a reputation off of being a player. When people say that "he broke somebody's heart again!"

"Eh, what did you expect from being in a relationship with Amor?" They would say with a shake of their head and a smile.

That's how much the Gods intervened with his life.

Once he sets his eyes on someone, he 100% would get them.

Unless....

"Tsk. Where can I go now..."

Amor paced around the street, turning heads left and right as this man sculpted by the gods had a worried look on his face.

The cafe he frequents closed down, now he needs a new place to take his women to dates to.

He's about to get his phone when a flyer hit him directly on his face. With an irritated glower, he grabbed the flyer.

"ow! What the f... Oh?"

He stopped, seeing the content.

"new cafe open?"

It looks like a generic cafe. But what was interesting was that the cafe is located in an indoor garden. Like a greenhouse.

"This is interesting. Women love flowers, don't they? And a garden of all places!" He laughs, making the gods stir from the sudden new cafe they got.

They all fuzzed, saying that this would be a good place. But, the goddess of Beauty stirred. Saying she got a bad feeling about this.

"relax, nothing will happen."

And when he got inside the cafe, he immediately got shocked by the barista, you.

Has there ever been an ethereal beauty like you? Someone... Someone who rivals even the goddess of beauty herself?!

The goddess stirred again, shackles raised. She never made you, so why are you this attractive?

Then, the goddess whispered on his ear.

It's to make you fall in love with a monster. Someone ugly, a beast... Anything to get your status down! Nobody can be as beautiful as her!

Envy filled the goddess as she gave Amor arrows to hit you with.

Now, assigned with the task of making you fall in love with what the goddess call a 'monster', he sets off to your house in the middle of the night. With the help of the other Gods, he became invisible and flew on to your balcony.

With a creak, your balcony doors opened. Making him shimmy inside through the small crack.

Yet, fate tempted him as the moonlight hit your form. In a vulnerable state, your androgynous beauty is amplified. Your long eyelashes, your skin... Your figure...

Truly, your beauty rivaled the goddess. No, you were more beautiful than her.

His throat dried, eyes glazed over.

Gods, are they tempting him?

It would be a waste for you to fall in love with an ugly guy.

His fingers twitched, trying to grab the arrow.

"OW!"

He seethed, doubling over as he clutched his finger. It got pricked by the arrow.

He somehow forgot a crucial information.

'whoever the first person the pricked sees if the arrows only pricked one, they will fall in love with the first person they sees.'

And, as his eyes irritably looked at you, overwhelming love filled inside him as he gasped in the sudden influx of emotions.

He kneeled down, eyes wide.

He's rigid. All he could see is your form. Lovely and so bright.

And hid eyes softened. A dull light in it as his lips twitched into a lovesick smile.

He was already attracted to you before, and now, pricked by the arrows, he's utterly obsessed with you.

With a twitch of his hand once more, he grabbed the arrow and stabbed himself fully to the thigh.

"GAGH!"

He doubled over, gasping, twitching for air as his heart pulsed through his ears. His eyes frantically finding your sleeping form before letting out a shaky moan from the satisfaction.

It was like a drug. Everytime he sees you, he gets overwhelmed with feelings of affection.

Is this what love is about?

And before he knows it, the arrows are all used up.

It was morbid, seeing this man stabbed with so many arrows.

But his face says otherwise. Like a drugged up man, overdosed on ecstacy, he was in a drooling trance from the addictive feeling of love for you.

The arrow is effective enough by one arrow, and now this?

Well, let's just say...

"I count, right?" He shakily asked the gods. "I'm a monster, somebody who breaks women's heart left and right."

He trembled, standing up.

He walked over to you, legs unsteady as he dropped to his knees once more and planted his lips on your own.

It tasted, you tasted so sweet, divine upon his lips.

He wants more, but he can't risk waking you up.

"Goodbye, my love. See you tomorrow." Amor whispered, grabbing your hand and dragging his nose on your skin and inhaling your scent. Exhaling shakily, he stood up and flew away.

Let's say, the goddess of Beauty was really angry at him.

But her condition, a 'monster', fits him. So, what can she do?

She gritted her teeth and looked at him with hatred, yet complacency.

You're so pretty, it hurts.

"Welcome to the Psyche cafe! How may I help you-- oh hello, sir Amor! The usual?"

Amor slowly nodded, clearing his throat.

"yes. The usual."

It's been weeks since then. And he made sure to make himself a regular in the cafe. He stopped going on dates, and pulled a lot of strings to somehow burry the player accusations. He knows he can't really burry it all.

So he made (threatened) the women he dated to be positive about him.

He wants to fly on your radar, spot on the middle, so bad.

So, with the invisibility power he got from the Gods, he always followed you. Even up to your home.

At first, his heart pounded like crazy. What if he suddenly appeared? Will you be freaked out? Surprised? Will you run away--

No, you can't run away.

Like you can, anyways.

He knew of your favorite food, fashion sense, hell, your taste in men...

He slowly changed himself into the man of your dreams.

Like a persona he integrated into himself, this sudden change shocked the people. But, they welcomed this change.

"Is he in love, that's why he's changing?"

More than that.

He's making himself into the perfect boyfriend for you.

Now, all he needs is you!

"Here's your coffee, sir!" You greeted with a sweet smile that he swore he had to grab his soul from leaving his body. "Enjoy!"

He gently grabbed the coffee and as usual, gave you 200$.

"sir..." You grimaced.

"Please, just accept it." He smiles. "You've always been a pleasant person to talk to, y/n. So, just see it as a generous tip. That I frequently give."

You looked down at the bill and smiled. Warmness spreads through your chest.

"thank you s--"

You looked up, and froze from the look he's giving you.

Deep, crazed...

Obsessed.

You shivered in fear.

Sensing your eyes on him, he coughed loudly, averting his eyes before returning to the man you knew.

Or did you actually know him?

You don't even know anymore.

But hey, he gives huge tips.

"Thanks again for the coffee." Amor smiles, trying to sweep what happened under the rug as he waved at you.

He went to his usual table. Somewhere secluded, yet has a clear view of you surrounded by flowers.

He observes you. Plans on what to do next.

He knew he can't just waltz in and whisk you away. That's barbaric.

But he's not opposed to the idea though...

He smirks.

He can probably pull tons of strings for you to end up in his arms.

He loves you, don't mistake that.

But, a little bit of... Force would be good.

He's an impatient man.

Also, did he mention that he's a selfish asshole?

How about, making your life so miserable. Getting you kicked out of this cafe, your family suddenly getting a huge debt...

Something he knows you can't pay immediately.

And his family would coincidentally sponsor you by giving you a condition of marrying him!

Anything to be with you, really.

Or, just steal another arrow and hit it with you. That's also plausible.

But, the goddess is pissed with him. So that's the last resort.

He sips his coffee and crosses his long legs.

He's favored by the Gods anyways.

His eyes narrowed slightly as you interacted too amicably with your coworker. An obvious blush on the coworker's face as he got too touchy with you.

No, everyone in the cafe is enamoured with you. Your beauty too good for this world.

He gripped the handle of his cup.

But first, let's get rid of potential rivals, yes?

You are only his.

What is there to fear? He has the resources in his hands to make you his.

You didn't know yet, but your fate is already sealed, tied, and shackled to him.

You don't really have a choice.

[bullet-prooflove]

Lilies: Leroy Jethro Gibbs x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @riley-kore @ilovemark1951 @love-affair-with-fandoms @mishkatelwarriorgoddess

Companion piece to:

The Ice Queen - Gibbs meets The Ice Queen for the first time.

Break The Ice - A act of decency helps Gibbs to break the ice.

Grave - You and Gibbs bump into each other in an unexpected place.

Safe - You and Gibbs work through your grief in different ways.

Check In - Gibbs checks in with you after the night before.

Wait It Out - You and Gibbs wait out a threat to your saftey.

All Dressed Up - You and Gibbs have a frank conversation about an office event.

Right Here - You come home to find Gibbs waiting for you on your doorstep.

Revelations - Gibbs is surprised to discover a connection between you and Mike Franks.

Haunted (ft: Mike Franks) - Mike reflects on your prior history.

You’re fine. That’s what you tell Gibbs when he catches up with you at the cemetery but you’re not fine, the evidence is littered around your sister’s grave in the form of white lily petals from the bouquet you’ve destroyed before he got here.

You’re sitting at the base of the grave, your elbows resting on your knees as you stare at the stone despondently. The sun is starting to set and the orange plays across the colours in your hair, highlighting the strands as he takes a seat alongside of you. The night’s coming in fast and he doesn’t like the thought of you sitting here alone in the dark.

“I’m fine.” You say again, your voice terse and he shakes his head in response to your statement.

“You’re not fine.” He tells you. “Noone would be after that.”

That being the fact you’ve just learned that your sister’s murderer is a man the two of you grew up with, the one who invites you to his home for Christmas Day because ‘Violet wouldn’t want you to spend the holidays alone’.

“OK.” You say, shrugging your shoulders. “I want to tear his fucking throat out and watch him choke on his own blood.”

It’s a raw, visceral image, one that Gibbs understands entirely. Every time he thinks about what happened to Shannon and Kelly, he envisions wrapping his hands around their killer’s throat and squeezing until his eyes bulge and crimson starts to leak out of his mouth.

That’s how he knows what you were planning to do tonight. The two of you may handle your grief in different ways but you’re both protective of the people you love, vengeful when someone hurts them.

“Maeve…” He says softly into the air between you. “I need you to give me the gun.”

You raise your eyes skyward as a deep exhale leaves your body. Gibbs had known the minute he’d opened the bottom drawer of his desk and found it missing that you had been the one who’d taken it.

“I gave too much of a shit about you to use it.” You tell him, removing it from your bag and thrusting it into his hand.

You’d sat outside that house for over an hour with that gun in your hand. You’d thought about Violet, the life she could have had with Mike, the places she would have gone, the things that she would have seen and you’d almost gotten out of that car and blown that motherfucker away. But then you’d thought of Gibbs, of bullet striations, how they could be traced back to his weapon. He was finally getting his life together and you realised you wouldn’t just be killing David in that moment, you’d be killing him too.

It's that thought that brought you here, to the place here your sister was laid to rest because the truth is you didn’t know what to do anymore.

“What happens now?” You ask him, tilting your head towards him and he meets your gaze squarely with his own. He should arrest you, take you in for possession of an illegal fire arm but he can’t do, not to you, not after everything you’ve been through.

“I take you home.” He tells you, raising to his feet and holding out his hand to help you up. “And then we wait by the phone for Franks to tell us they got that son of a bitch.”

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[scoonsalicious]

Prologue: Lily

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Summary: Lily McIntire, trainer for new SHIELD recruits at the Avengers Tower, has been in love with her best friend, Bucky Barnes, from the moment she met him. She's been content with her role of the #1 girl in Bucky's life, even if it means she has to sabotage a romantic relationship or two. It'll be worth it when he realizes that they're meant for each other, right? There's just one small problem: Lily McIntire never expected Bucky Barnes to fall for You.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language,

Word Count: 413

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Best friends to Lovers. Lily McIntyre couldn’t think of a single thing more romantic than that. She’d spent her entire life searching for that one person who would transcend the bonds of friendship into something so much more, and for years, she’d been left wanting. So many friendships left to flounder when the necessary spark failed to materialize, so many seemingly perfect connections ruined because she wanted more than any of these so-called “best” friends could give. It felt unfair. It felt cruel. It felt hopeless.

Until.

Lily remembered the day like it were yesterday, forever seared into her memory as though it had been branded there, and it in a way, it had been, because the moment she met Bucky Barnes had become an indelible part of her, a core moment in the creation of the perfect life she desired– no, deserved to have.

It was warm for late March, the birdsong thick in the air as she ran a batch of new SHIELD recruits through their drills on the outside training track of the new Avengers’ Compound in Upstate New York. She hadn’t been thrilled with Tony Stark when he’d insisted on moving the operation out of the city proper, but she had to admit, being away from the congestion of the metropolis ended up having its perks. Besides, the city was still close enough to enjoy all the amenities it had to offer.

She’d just sent her group off to do sprints when she saw Captain America, himself, approach her, followed by a stranger she’d never seen before. 

She was immediately struck by how gorgeous he was– chiseled jaw, piercing blue eyes, shy, timid smile. Perfection, she thought, as Captain Rogers introduced the man as his best friend, James “Bucky” Barnes. 

“Lily runs the training program for new SHIELD recruits,” the Captain was saying. Lily found she could only nod and smile as Steve explained the training program, so transfixed was she by this handsome new stranger. Bucky listened with polite interested, then said something about wanting to go check out the obstacle course, and as he walked away, the Captain leaned toward Lily and spoke softly, so as not to be overheard.

“Buck’s going to be joining us in the Compound. Aside from me, he hasn’t really got any other friends, so, you think you could help make him feel at home? Maybe try to be his friend?”

“It would be an honor, Captain,” Lily agreed, smiling. Absolute perfection.

Next Part ->

[urban-mutt]

So... Here's Lalo's whole life story!! All of this is projection and headcanons, but it's obviously not ooc. I wanted him to be fleshed out and authentic, as one does when making up something to fit in with the existing lore (usually).

It doesn't have many details on purpose. You don't need to know how when and where exactly, just that it happened and what it does for the character.

Massive content warnings for rape, all sots of abuse, colorism, sexism, suicidal thoughts, homophobia and more. It's a really heavy backstory, which is appropriate for a cartel member with notoriously fucked up family.

Now we can begin.

Lalo is the only child in his family. His dad married a colorist's dream of a woman. White, blond, green-eyed beauty. Not everyone approved of it. White women are toys, not marriage material. You can shag whoever, but you have to marry a local woman. But Lalo's dad was deeply in love. Didn't care much about what others would say.

Lalo's father didn't shy away from killing in front of him as soon as Lalo could crawl. Something so normalized in this family, it seems appropriate to kill men who you lose poker to. Even if they're friends, and it's your home and your wife yells at you for it and your kid cries from the loud noise of a gunshot.

Lalo didn't go to school in Mexico, he lived in the US most of his life. Which some members of his family also didn't like. "Lalo will be too American! With his white mom and stupid 'merica education." Others thought Lalo might actually have a chance at being smart if he was away from Hector and his other relatives. They weren't wrong.

Being away from many relatives led to Lalo quickly figuring out what he wants. Older boys in his school looked cute. He knows it's wrong, but he can't help it. If his dad nor mom can control themselves, why would he?

His parents didn't really love each other. His mom was miserable with such an abusive and demanding man. So she fell for a man from a rivaling cartel. She told the man everything, betrayed her family for a promise of a better life, and you can't blame her.

Lalo's father and multiple uncles and grandfathers died in the resulting ambush.

Lalo's mother was executed.

"This is why you don't trust a white bitch." Tio Hector said.

Lalo never felt more wronged. How could she betray them? Hector has to be right! All women have to be like this. Thank God Lalo is a faggot! He wouldn't have to deal with this shit when he grows up!

Lalo finished middle and high school in Mexico, close to his remaining relatives and Hector.

By the time Lalo is around 16 he killed and saw people die quite a lot. He was taught how to butcher pigs as soon as he was strong enough to hold a knife. And after you kill it and prepare it, you have to cook it. Because every man must know how to care for himself.

Hector already knew Lalo was gay. He never saw kid be interested in any women, and even if he was, it was obviously a pretend. Hector knew. Everyone knew. Not like Lalo hid it well or tried to hide it at all. Hector was very disappointed.

The night Lalo dared to bring a man home, thinking Hector wouldn't notice. Hector killed the man in front of Lalo, teaching Lalo a lesson. He beat Lalo so bad, broken rib, punctured lung, lost teeth.

Lalo didn't give up, though. He kept seeking connections and Salamanca's people would always report on it and Lalo would get beaten again.

Nothing he isn't used to! His dad beat him for broken vases and stuff, or throw him outside to spend the night in the cold. His mom would always tend his wounds and let him back in while his father can't see.

He was still bitter about her betrayal, he always will be. He loved her a lot.

Lalo was growing up fast, he was an adorable kid, it's evident he's a lucky one among his cousins. Pretty one. And Salamanca family had issues with money for a while now. Hector got an idea. Don Eladio is also a faggot. (Bisexual, but who cares, to Hector it's all the same.) So what can be a better gift than his cute little nephew?

They made a meeting. Lalo knew what will happen. Hector said, "You're a useless faggot, this is your only chance to redeem yourself, be helpful to your family." Lalo can't say no to this. No matter how much, he doesn't want to fuck a man so much older. He has to. It's for the family.

After the deal went through, after it was done, Lalo sat there in this big opulent bed. He wanted to die. He always kinda wished he was with his dad when they got ambushed. Wished to die with his father instead of living and suffering consequences of his mother's actions. He didn't do anything to deserve this. He's not even 18 yet.

Eladio kept seeing Lalo often, Lalo tried to stay positive, knowing he has to do it for his family. This is when he picked up Taoism. Read few books on it. Honestly, anything that could keep his mind off the old hands on his hips worked.

Lalo cared less and less with each time, starting to enjoy it more. It won't be long until Lalo snaps.

Time passed and now Lalo has to go to college, back to the USA, Texas. It seemed like a salvation. Finally, freedom. But Hector decided he won't give Lalo any money. Lalo will have to find a job in the US and work while studying, so Lalo can learn to be useful beyond being a hole for their boss to fuck.

Lalo was mad, Hector has nobody but Lalo to rely on, he hurts Lalo and for what? But still, Lalo was rather live among poor people for a few years than be here. In wealth and misery.

His college years were a blur. Lalo was so broken. He didn't study, he didn't get a job. He lived off of cash he got from prostitution and spent it all on drugs. Homeless and always high, trying to kill himself.

He got a chance to try everything. Kill people himself, without someone telling him who to shoot. Try about every available drug. Once, using a dirty needle, because he needed it so bad. Getting a tattoo. Going to jail, even if for a tiny bit, and somehow avoiding major trouble. He had so much sex and tried so much fucked up shit, he really was living to the max. Burning himself. Trying to end his life on this high.

He didn't die. He didn't get any disease. He didn't go to prison. He is one lucky son of a bitch.

Malnourished and fucked up in the head more than ever before, he returns home.

To Hectors disappointment, Lalo didn't learn shit. He's a fag as he was. Big disappointment. They argued a lot while trying to find Lalo a place in the cartel, he's still young, going to be 30 soon.

Nothing came out of it. Well, if Lalo is insisting on being a fag, why doesn't he do something all faggots do? Rape a kid!

Hector is smart, but his anger and impatience always gets in the way. Tonight, he put something special in everyone's food. Tonight, Lalo will fuck Tuco and twins will watch. Good plan. Make Lalo hate himself so much he will or kill himself or start to act normally. That will be a lesson for all of them. Even if twins are too little to understand and Tuco and Lalo didn't do anything to deserve this...

Lalo snapped. This was the last thing he ever had any real feelings about. Now his smile never genuine, his eyes always dead and empty. He always thinks if his dad raped him, he would turn for the better. If tio raped him too, maybe he would be better. Anything bad happening in his life is now such a common thing, he can't help but laugh at it. He doesn't hurt as much anymore. He doesn't feel anymore. The only thing that is always at the back of his head is all those intrusive thoughts and crippling loneliness. He sleeps less and less. Getting addicted to coke and being more paranoid than ever.

Now, Lalo is at this awkward stage when he slowly turns from a twink to a DILF, but doesn't realize it yet. Less attention from older guys fucked with him, but kids started liking him more. Weird, but he's not opposed to it.

Taking control is fun. He blooms finally. Getting to enjoy the pain and control. Fucking a trans teen until kid gets too scared and kills himself, then jerking off to the news of his passing. Animal abuse, he's used to seeing it. But getting a horse fuck a man to death with your own hands for your own amusement? Lalo never felt better.

Lalo finally feels like he fits in? All the awful things he does for fun with other Dons. He enjoys it.

Now he's 30, he does a great job with the cartel. Better than most, in fact. Hector is desperate for help, and since there's nobody else... He has to rely on Lalo. Who is more than happy to finally be loved.

Lalo is part of his family again. While having his own, at his own home. His workers, his guards. They like him, he likes them. Good.

But... What if someone takes this away?

The more known and successful Lalo got, the more paranoid he became. Scared for his family, insomniac, building a wall around his home. Trapping himself.

It will be fine, he's sure.

Now he's 44, mature, adult. Got it all figured out. He is complete.

He is not human anymore.

Humans wouldn't do this, act like this, enjoy things he does.

But it's okay. He will be okay.

And we all know what happens next! So that's about it :)

P.S. There are many details I didn't mention like, if Lalo kept being alive in canon he would imo quit coke and switched to cigarettes. Eladio doesn't fuck him anymore cause Lalo is too old now, but they still do some things time to time. And more misc stuff...

My Lalo has a lot more lore connected to my universe, but it will be in my universe lore doc when I finish it (in like 50 years lmao)

Don't worry about him, I pet him every day and tell him how we all love him very much!!!

And now that is truly all of it, thank u for ur attention🎉🎉🎉

[charmwasjess]

Back to bother once again. A Qui-Gon lives to train Anakin AU is interested because Dooku fully expected to induct his former Padawan into his scheme. This would place Anakin more on Dooku’s orbit than Sheev.

Really, Qui-Gon was the first of Dooku’s loved ones Sheev just kind of shaved away from him isn’t he?

Dearest Geode, sender of wonderful asks, you are never a bother, always be in my inbox please!!!!! <3 <3 

I would say that Qui-Gon’s death is a hugely important moment for Dooku, but that it completes the story arc of his total isolation rather than begins it. If we go by Asajj Ventress’s little cliproll of Dooku’s early Count days, he’s the classic case of someone promoted above his ability. DJL shows us that far from a stoic loner, Dooku was very connected to his Jedi support systems, and being suddenly outside of his psychic community while trying to do a job he doesn’t know shit about in a place that’s the epicenter of his own family trauma... He's in a hell of his own making. Then, once he subsequently gets involved with the Sith, he starts losing people left and right before or around the same general time as Qui-Gon's death:

Rael Averross x.x (we haven’t been explicitly told he’s dead, but he last seen telling Dooku no, he doesn’t want to get into dark side shit with him, and Rael is best buddies with Sheev - sounds like a recipe for dead)

Sifo-Dyas x.x

Lene Kostana x.x (again, not explicit, but Sifo-Dyas toward the end isn’t exactly behaving like someone who has a live-in Master Caretaker in his life any longer, plus she spent her life looking for the Sith, the Sith are getting very active around the lead up to TPM, seems possible she found them in a Darth Maul Shadowhunter-esque storyline) 

Yaddle x.x

Jenza x.x (technically he murders her a little later, but she's on the way out)

The only two people truly close to Dooku who are still in his life after Qui-Gon’s death are Yoda (Dooku betrayed him by taking another Master) and Jocasta Nu (Dooku betrayed her by fucking with her Archives) so neither one of them are available to him as support, due to his own complicated noose knots of of shame and justification. 

But I’m getting out ahead of myself. Dooku’s role in a Qui-Gon Trains Anakin AU! Oh it is interesting, isn’t it?

Actually, I think Qui-Gon and Dooku could collectively speedrun Anakin’s fall while being a bitch to each other in such extreme levels that science has no ability to measure. :D 

I think we can start by considering Dooku and Qui-Gon's respective relationships to Anakin, and then move on to how complicated they would be collectively.

Dooku re: Anakin Dooku is as mesmerized by the prophecy holocron as Qui-Gon is, even if he has a love/hate relationship with it. This is probably a whole post, but I’ve even wondered if at phases of his life, Dooku thought of himself as a likely candidate for the Chosen One. (His dad sure does scream that he’s not his son at him a couple times, that part of the prophecy might have been comforting.) I’ve always suspected that this factor complicated his relationship with Anakin. Also, in a lot of ways, Anakin reminds Dooku of himself, and no one loathes Dooku like Dooku loathes Dooku.  Qui-Gon re: Anakin

@dapurinthos had great tags the other day (they have great tags everyday, let's be real) about how Qui-Gon might not have actually made that great of a Master for Anakin. He believes in the prophecy SO much, he’s a fanatic about it, and that sounds like a recipe for an even larger pressure cooker of expectation on Anakin, something he suffers from even under Obi-Wan’s more laid back approach. But even the nitty gritty training approaches might be a problem: in Master and Apprentice, Obi-Wan is complaining how Qui-Gon only teaches the basic lightsaber moves over and over again even though he’s a senior Padawan, meanwhile, in Glass Abyss, Anakin demands to learn Vaapad at NINE. Qui-Gon believes in literal hours and hours of daily meditation; Anakin is incredibly kinetic and culturally still learning this kind of specifically Jedi mindset. I could see a lot of places where patience would run thin and they’d butt heads.

And sure, maybe these contradictions would turn into beautiful learning opportunities that result in a magical fix-it Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker. Or he could explode in a different version of fatal resentment, especially after Shmi's death, which would hit differently with Qui-Gon's personal connection to her.

Anakin and Dooku re: Qui-Gon

I think one of those things that both Anakin and Dooku fall victim to is lionizing/idealizing Qui-Gon because of the tragedy of his death. He’s gone, so he can’t disappoint them. (Not like everyone else!! >:( )

So, of COURSE Dooku thinks perfect beautiful favorite Qui-Gon would have joined him because he’s dead and he can project all over him without any contradiction. But looking at their actual relationship toward the end of Qui-Gon’s life, it’s not that rosy. In M&A, Qui-Gon talks about how he left Dooku on read for years after he left the Order, because if they actually talked about him leaving, he thinks they would just fight. Their chat in Tales of the Jedi screams resentment - Dooku makes an affectionate remark about not being around to protect him, and Qui-Gon’s reply is bizarre, “Obi-Wan does that now.” (Not “I’m an adult Jedi Master and I don’t need protection,” but rather making the point that Dooku’s role in his life has been replaced. The undercurrent feels very much “you walked out on me, so fuck you, I’ve got a NEW you.” 

So. :D That's all a long way to say, yes. :D I could see it getting very ugly if Dooku involves himself in a Qui-Gon Training Anakin AU.

[therandomtoad]

Nerd Headcanons because this post was only supposed to be about one but I went a little wild-

I headcannon Richie as Aroace(Asexual, Demi-romantic), so I like to imagine Grace befriending him due to his lack of interest, and then becoming borderline obsessed with him due to how completely abstinent he is, meanwhile he's just like, "Why are you even here? Go away"

I also headcannon that Ruth is the only reason Richie and Pete were even friends. The way I picture it is that Ruth and Pete had to do a math assignment together in middle school, and they weren't really working together, more like working around each other, and all the sudden Pete makes a dumb Star Wars reference and Ruth flips out. Like, she's so excited that she completely lights up and starts rambling to him about her headcannons and ships, and Pete just sits there kinda stunned until she brings up a headcannon that he actually thinks is interesting, So all the sudden the two are just having a conversation about the things that make the headcannon so good, and they get so invested in the conversation that they don't finish the assignment before the end of class, so Ruth invites Pete to sit with her a lunch the next day. So he goes to sit with her, and there's this blue haired weeb(idc if its not canon, Richie had a blue hair phase) who's arguing with her, when the weeb notices Pete and shoots him the nastiest, bitchiest look on the planet, and Pete's just like "i^i". And Ruth introduces Pete as her math buddy and starts talking about their Star Wars convo, and Richie goes on a rant about how Star Wars is stupid and Pete starts arguing his points, and is turns into an actual fight. And then later Ruth is talking to Pete later in class and Pete's like "Hey, Your friend sucks-" and Ruth is like "Yeah, he's such a bitch. Don't worry, I put pickle juice in his monster this morning" and Pete's just like "Wtf bro, what is your friendship-"

And the reason that Richie and Ruth are friends is because in elementary school, Ruth used to eat glue and Richie used to doodle girls in pretty dresses so he got picked on. So Ruth just kind of adopted him as her friend, and they just naturally developed a sibling like bond over time.

I also headcannon that Ruth's parents were also nerds, and they like nerdy shit things and are super supportive(Ruth and Esther would totally get along. They're Cousins or siblings, take your pick), But Richie has a weird dynamic with his family, where he's not really understood by them so he gets more territorial over his interests, and Ruth understands that so she lets him ramble about whatever he wants, even if he's kind of being a dick about it. I also Headcannon that Richie was actually on the swim team for a while(I grabbed that headcannona from someone else), and was way more chill being able to connect with others, but Max saw Kyle talking to Richie after swim practice before a football game, and he started spreading rumors that Richie was gay, and eventually he dropped out due to harassment.

Pete and Riche would've gotten along way better while Richie was on the swim team, and they probably considered themselves actual friends, but as Richie lost his feeling of belonging on the Swim team, their relationship would've deteriorated again, but Pete would've realized that he's just abd angst fucking bitch and hated him less for it.

Ruth totally looked into swimming the minute Richie said he was into it, and she totally helped him practice outside of school. She was the one cheering the loudest for him at meets, and she'd yell at him like a coach when they practiced together.

Ruth probably has people telling her to shut up all the time, so she's a fiesty little shit when it comes to clapbacks. She can think of them fast and on point, and likes to make a game out of it. Unfortunately, you cant do that on stage, so she feels helpless to defend herself and thats why she has such bad stage fright. She's probably a really, really good actor, too. I imagine her being able to break down sobbing like her baby was hit by a car, only to smile and bow Meer seconds later. She's probably fucking wonderful.

[onesidedradiostatic]

I really love the whole unrequited radiostatic thing because it is just highly entertaining in of itself- but also because there's some really cool possibilities for how the whole relationship became a mix between a pissing contest and pulling pigtails.

One I've been personally leaning towards is based on Alastor being a mummys boy and generally not caring for interacting with men much outside of one-upping them.

Like if Alastor had no male friends when he and Vox met, Rosie encourages him to try new things and is pleasantly surprised to find a connection outside of his usual circles (being cannibals and jazz club girls), he actually starts to see Vox as a promising friend to have seeing as they are both powerful and the man listens to and praises every single broadcast he does which shows he has good taste despite his prefference for television and is just as if not more affectionate and complimentary than Mimzy or Rosie without being ridiculously agressive or matcho like other 'bros' he's witnessed to the point he doesn't mind the occasional random hand on his back and Vox has quite an interesting sense of humour aaaaand suddenly he can't take no for an answer and is being bitchy???? Rude. No more Wednesday Jazz nights for Vox. Friendship over.

On the other hand we have Vox who was under the impression that him being the only man Alastor was close to and Alastor constantly laughing off the possibility of him ever dating the lady friends he gossiped with meant the cannibal was super gay and they were practically dating but in a coy sexy mysterious way since Al is a bit old fashioned but it's all there in subtext and Vox has been ramping things up with a few innuendos and some saucy flirting so time to take the next step, pop the question and make things official aaaaaand he said no. He said no????? But- but Vox is supposed to be SpecialTM?????? They're on a fancy weekly dinner date??????? WHY IS THAT SMILE STILL ON HIS FACE?!?!

And so we have Alastor who's miffed that he wasted time on trying something new at all and bitching to Rosie about it, while Vox is so wrapped up in his spurned almost-lover bs he can't register just how much of a desperate loser he's coming across as, and neither of them aware that everything was a misunderstanding from day one.

It would be sad if it weren't happening to these two.

LMAOOOOOOO yeah this is a pretty great description of them thank you anon. them just completely and utterly misunderstanding each other and that's how it turned into a complete mess

I know I mostly talk about vox's patheticness but there's a lot of interesting factors on alastor's side too (and yes while still keeping the one-sidedness) it's so good

[bittergirlsworld]

I finally gave up and saw TVD to understand some stuff in TO, and I just have to say: what an awfully written show. My goodness, how the hell is the most annoying girl in Mystic Falls the anchor who holds them together? Caroline, the fandom darling has no personality whatsoever. She's a camaleon, she's what they need her to be in the episode. Sometimes, she's the greatest soul alive, sometimes she's only there to slutshame another girl for doing exactly what she does. Sometimes she's pinning after her boyfriend, sometimes she backstabs him. Sometimes she's so repulsed by the 1000 year murder who bribes her with fancy things and sometimes she's okay to use the hell out of him to have what she needs. Elena, who's supposed to be the protagonist, becomes more and more the love interest to Damon. His love for her, that both recognize as toxic, comes from a sire bond and everyone insists to pretend that she loves him just the same without it as if she wasn't heavily projecting Stefan on him to the point he calls her out. The Originals, who were supposed to be invicible, the most insane of them just dies for a teenage hunter. Finn, the most sane one, portrait as a bore because he resented the bother who kept him in a coffin for thousands of years. Katherine, who I swear is one of the only two female characters really interesting in this show, is called a bitch all the time for the unforgivable crime of running from a psycho hybrid who wanted to slaughter her and then slaughtered her fucking family. Elijah and Rebekah does not exist outside of Klaus. Rebekah was just extremely annoying till they gave her a real personality and in the spin-off. Out of nowhere, she was obsessed with being human. Bonnie, poor Bonnie. The racism was blatantly showing. She was only there to be the magic negro trope. They didn't even allowed her to have romantic storyline! Her boyfriend who she resurrected cheats on her with a freaking ghost and she still back with him in season 5? She deserved so much better. Damon turns her mother in a vampire and then she's his best friend? She loses her entire family as well and is never treated with the same courtesy Elena has been treated. Not even the fancy balls she could attend, apparently. (Her wigs were also terrible. Poor Kat, they made her appear so old sometimes with those hairs).

And the romantic pairings? Awful. Damon and Elena were downright disgusting. He raped Caroline. Why everyone pretends he wasn't compelling her while having sex with her? Why all these centuries old man are so obsessed with fuck teenagers? How's that's romantic, date a girl on high school when you had two shares of a lifetime? Even if we take in consideration the lore that vampires stop aging when they're turned, the only couple who would make sense in this logic were Stefan and Elena, since Stefan was a teenager when turned. Klaus and Caroline had no romantic connection. She used him dry, he bite her to die to make a point to her boyfriend. He would be her last love but fucked her and left. She hated him but would happily accept his gifts while treating him like a dog. Damon and Elena loudly assume to each other that they are terrible together but then forget because they're fucking again. I swear to god, that relationship was pure based on their sex drive. She wanted that old dick so bad she blamed dead Katherine for the fact he killed her friend and threatened her brother.

The timeline made no sense. Plotholes all around. Why Bonnie couldn't make magic while being the anchor? Must be because she would be too powerful, and with Elena being so useless, they couldn't allow that. Caroline is another one completely useless for the plot. She could disappear from the show and wouldn't change a single thing.

It's really awful. After finally seeing this I can say with conviction that The Originals was the best they could have.

[zengguos]

tbh I kinda agree with others that they should have done this part of the storyline in the adult-timeline with mari instead of melissa (and they could have kept the teen timeline toxic situationship with them as well as the fall out with melissa ending up with alex too as a separate thing within shauna's wild hunt for answers down memory lane where she needs to face herself). there would have been so much potential and parallelism with them. especially when they already have an established antagonistic relationship and shauna is just waiting for a reason to take out mari any chance she gets.

and mari already has that lottie connection as one of her most loyal believers of the time plus she did spend a lot of time with hannah too being forced to do some of the more physical and hated jobs. but, that's because in some way they trusted her more with these jobs, though hated they are important and vital — it creates an interest placement for mari within the group. she is also one of the few people that still has hope and considers "home" to be outside of the wilderness despite everything that happened. she also started to find that independence too, starting to not be scared to be left behind by not following the crowd opinion, expand more on her insecurity behind her bravado and open up more about why she has this attitude, has all these emotional barriers to her with what happened to her little cousin too. someone who fears death so much, but can't help but stoke the flames that can lead her down that path... also! despite being comedic relief, it is quite tragic to see her still clinging onto things that make you a teenage girl that is coming of age in the most harrowing situation of her life...

anyways, there could have been a lot of potential for her this episode! like in the teen timeline mari being the framed decoy in the capture the flag game back then when shauna thought she was the right person then bit her verses the adult timeline narrative setting her up to be the decoy again in lottie's murder. "how's your hand?" shauna would bite her again during their fight forcing her to eat once more, calling back to the "I said eat bitch!" moment. "I worked hard to make it", I worked hard for your survival and this is what's happening now? we didn't know where you were all these years and now instead of walking back to civilization, you're walking back into the wilderness? but, again it's all in shauna's head because why would mari do this to her? she's reverting back to her teenage mindset, projecting it on others, she would project mari as the same person as back in the wilderness too. why would mari behave like this? the pedantic: oh she was an instigating, rumour spreading, mean girl back in highschool so it must make sense right. mari asking shauna if she really thinks she is smart enough, if she even cares enough to be doing all of this to her — once again challenging shauna's perception of people within her reality, within her own story.

yes mari/shauna don't have the same power dynamic as melissa/shauna — melissa seems to be more, y'know, match each other's freak-ish. able to defend herself more against shauna compared to what we have seen with mari. but, this situation in their adulthood could expand on mari as someone who was used to being underestimated, who used to follow where the power was is now pushing back against it. her independence, the re-invention of what fearlessness means to her instead of defensive/deflecting bravado and her self worth being further developed.

I am interested in where this storyline will take us in the few episodes that are left this season, maybe they could have done something like that with mari but the episode count for the season was too short? maybe I'll eat my words here and enjoy the development of it later on? but, I don't know, I really think this would have been more of a bigger twist with mari added to the mix while still keeping melissa alive too.

[riddle-me-fear]

Hey Mr. nygma or Dr. Crane! Have you ever thought of trying a trap where batman gets his ass fear gassed and then has to solve some form of complex riddle or he'll die? I recently had a dream about that happening to me for some reason... and felt like something you'd actually try doing to batman! I mean it's gotta be hard solving riddles when you're tweaked outta your gourd

[tw: suggestive]

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Didn't ye and uh... What's his face... That egyptian pharaoh guy team up once?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler You mean Victor, King Tut? We did, yes. But uhm... That was a rather low point in my life, so it wasn't very fruitful.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Oh, I see. Won't press ya further on that then. But... we can talk 'bout it sometime? If ya want?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler Yes... prehaps we could... But! That wasn't the question. So, first of all, interesting dreams you have there.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow D'ya have dreams like that mo' often? Ya maybe wanna give an adress or somethin' - in private, of course - for professional reasons?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler Hhh, Jonathan, you know how that comes across, right? Also, don't you have enough test subjects already?

Dr. Jonathan Crane Eheheheh, oh my dear Edward, there isn't a limit to test subje- I mean patients. Look, anon, I understand if you don't wish to share your location, so why don't you come by the new Arkham Sanitarium some time? I may not work there anymore, but I do have my connections.

Edward stares at Jonathan for a bit longer than the other spoke.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow What? Somethin' wrong?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler Hmm? Oh, no. It's still just so fascinating to me how you almost seamlessly lose your accent when you switch to "Doctor Crane"-mode. And regain it when you switch back.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Oh do I? Interestin'. Good we caught that on camera, might wanna analyze that later.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler You truly are your own favorite patient/subject, aren't you?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Well, Eddie, ya always gotta look inward first, befo' tryin' ta understand tha outside.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler How very Socrates of you. Right, well, we still haven't answered the initial question. So, have we ever thought of combining our skills to kill the Batman. Well, if you were paying attention, we actually did do that, on a much larger scale. Remember the fear-gas-bomb Jon released on the entire city? While I distracted Bats with my riddles and racing games? Thanks to Joker's infection, the fear toxin Bats was exposed to amplified the symptoms and slowly made him lose his mind. I was trying to kill him every step of the way.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Can't say I'm surprised ya remembered all that, but I'm still kinda touched. Should actually try again, nah that he's outta tha game. Robin's easy, Red Hood I got all figured out, an' I'll leave Nightwing an' Batgirl up to ya.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler Yes, well... There's just one problem with that. About how we can't really get anything done around each other? Because of certain... distractions?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Right. Well, anon, as soon as Eddie stops bein' a thirsty bitch, we'll let ya know how tha plans are goin'.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler Oooooh, it's just ME who's the problem, now is it?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Sure is. Hey Eddie, wanna know a lil' secret?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler Hhh, sure, what is it?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Startin' a figth with ya an' gettin' ya all worked up makes ya wanna get down n' dirty. An' I been takin' advantage o' that fo' a while nah.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler I-- What? ... You've been doing that on purpose, oh, of course you have.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow Took ya that long ta figure out, huh? "Smartest guy in tha world"?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler You little-- Mmmmmh ahahahaaaaah...! You drive me crazy, you know that? Now turn the camera off, will you? We should continue this discussion in private.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow An' there's ya proof. 'Til next time then.

[the-hopeful-squid]

2,3,5,7,11 for the ship meme for inho/gihun please?

(from breadandlottery❤️)

2. What's something you dislike about it?

While I love In-ho being a messy bitch who is obsessed with Gi-hun and handling it extremely poorly, I dislike the idea that Gi-hun would be into In-ho once he realizes that Young-il was made up to manipulate him.

I also don't see Gi-hun as particularly obsessed with either 'Young-il' or the Front Man, not in the same way that In-ho is obsessed with Gi-hun.

-> I read Gi-hun's feelings towards 'Young-il' as graduating from annoyed to kinda confused but appreciative to friend in the same way Ali or Sae-byeok became his friends. The guy bonds with new people very quickly and easily, but if you watch their scenes together, Gi-hun doesn't actually open up to 'Young-il' a ton on a deep or personal level, and it's always 'Young-il' seeking out Gi-hun rather than the other way around.

-> I read Gi-hun's obsession with the Front Man as entirely an expression of his obsession with the games, not an obsession with the specific person behind the Front Man mask. The Front Man could be anyone on a personal level, but it's his connection to the games and thus the power he holds to either help or hinder his quest to stop the games that make him matter to Gi-hun.

Since most of the Inhun content I see starts from a very different premise re their feelings towards each other in S2, does this count as something I dislike about the ship? If I'm going to read shippy content for Inhun, I want to see In-ho desperately scrabbling for every scrap of Gi-hun's attention he can get and being deeply baffled on a regular basis about Gi-hun's choices, while Gi-hun does his best to Get Shit Done (and ideally wins against In-ho more often aka doesn't wind up so hurt by In-ho that there's no hope remaining for Gi-hun to want In-ho anything but dead).

3. What is your headcanon about them?

This feels fairly vague, so I've just answered how I read their relationship in canon.

To quote myself from above:

If I'm going to read shippy content for Inhun, I want to see In-ho desperately scrabbling for every scrap of Gi-hun's attention he can get and being deeply baffled on a regular basis about Gi-hun's choices, while Gi-hun does his best to Get Shit Done (and ideally wins against In-ho more often aka doesn't wind up so hurt by In-ho that there's no hope remaining for Gi-hun to want In-ho anything but dead).

5. Which one confessed first.

In-ho, because he's the only one with something to confess :p

7. How should they end up?

So. S1 ended with Gi-hun beating Sang-woo and then choosing not to finish the game and let Sang-woo be killed for his victory. Gi-hun realized that he and Sang-woo were both victims of the games, and thus the only morally correct choice was to stop playing. So he did! He turned around, held his hand out, and gave Sang-woo a different choice, too: the choice to live, to go home with him, and to make better/kinder choices outside of murder games when neither of them has a gun to their head.

I think it would make for a fantastic narrative parallel, then, if by the end of S3 Gi-hun realizes that he has basically won... and then has to make the choice not to let In-ho live. In-ho has proven over and over that, given another chance, he will continue to choose harmful, destructive options for everyone else around him. Even when there's no gun to his own head, In-ho will literally choose murder just to save himself from facing the weight of his own guilt.

And then I think it'd be extra interesting if, just like Gi-hun chose not to kill Sang-woo in S1 only for Sang-woo to die anyway, Gi-hun decides that In-ho needs to die only for a last minute plot device (like, I dunno, Jun-ho's intervention??) to save In-ho's life. Or if Gi-hun winds up robbed of personal revenge when someone else kills In-ho and he has to accept that, if the right thing was for In-ho to die, then it shouldn't matter whether or not it was Gi-hun who killed him. Just that he's dead and can't hurt anyone else anymore.

Which is... not a very shippy answer to this question, I admit.

11. Why should or shouldn't they be together?

They should be together because In-ho is deeply obsessed with Gi-hun, and he needs to get that D (and also all of Gi-hun's attention all the time always) or he'll die.

They shouldn't be together because all In-ho does is manipulate and psychologically torment Gi-hun in an attempt to break him of his hope for and faith in humanity, and Gi-hun deserves someone who is nice to him. Someone who appreciates his compassion and belief in other people. Also, because Gi-hun would be fine with him dying after he killed Jung-bae just to be a dick.

[autumnshowell]

Port Leiry

who: @photoaria

It's so rare, so rare that she has the chance to do it, so, before she actually heads out for the day, she crawls over top of her partner, takes in how peaceful she looks when she's asleep. "Pst," she hushes out, just to check, eyes flicking over her face - her eyes, her nose. God, how lucky is she. Aria doesn't stir. Getting used to the sight of sunbeams on Aria's face has been one of life's small joys the past few mornings. "Hey," she says - still quiet, but now trying to wake her. "Wake up, I want to kiss you goodbye."

There's a brief moment where she wants to just keep her eyes closed so she doesn't have to be rid of Autumn's weight on her chest. But she does have to head out, so instead she snuffles up and blinks open her eyes. "'M'up." She throws a lazy, sleepy arm around her waist to hold her in place. "There's more fun ways to wake me up." Yawn. "Where's my kiss?"

Autumn gives Aria a wide smile, chewing on her lip for a second as she watches Aria's eyes open and feels her arm around her. Her face drifts closer as she ushers out her whispered little tones. "Yeah? Maybe next time I'm asleep you can show me." Their lips finally connect and Autumn lets it go for as long as she can, pulling her fingers down along Aria's cheek and resting them on her jaw.

After a moment she opens her eyes, staring into Aria's, but only pulling away a few inches. "I don't wanna go." She pouts. "I should quit."

Aria sighs into the kiss, lazily parting her lips to deepen it. There's no sound save for the their breathless kissing and the sounds just outside of the apartment. "Don't tempt me." She murmurs, nosing into Autumn's cheek. "You'll regret it if you quit, honey. But we can do something nice tonight when you get home. Want a massage?"

Autumn climbs back to the edge of the bed, sighs. "Yeah, you're right." For now. Autumn crosses the room and pulls proper pants on before slipping on her boots and coat, turning back to look at Aria. "I just... you have mornings now and I'm selfish." She moves back to the bed, and bends down to kiss her - this time its more of a simple peck. "Maybe I'll sneak home for lunch."

Aria groans as she moves away from her, a full pout on her lips. "I would love that." Still pouting, even after the kiss. She speeds from her spot on the bed and wraps Autumn in a hug from behind, squeezing her. "I love you. Be safe today."

Autumn grabs her keys off the dresser dish and turns back to Aria, a smile blossoming on her lips. "I will, love you."

===

It has been a long day, but a thoughtful one. Carting AJ around is interesting and frustrating in all its equal measures - and though they still ding each others frustration from time to time, he feels more than ever like he might actually be a friend rather than just an unlikely ally. The meet of the day rested though in her finally tracking down Theo Blackthorn - making her apology for being kind of a stubborn bitch about things a few months ago, but also, just realizing things.

Streetlights flash overhead as she winds her way back across town from dropping AJ off, and it's late, and she can't stopping thinking about the future - what it'll be like in a year, in five years, in ten.

Will they make it? Aria will, surely. Autumn thinks that she will.

What about twenty years? Fifty? She thinks about that now, too, maybe for the first time - a sure sign that things have slowed down enough for her to consider the likes of the uncertain future. She'll grow old, probably - one of the few things nobody's mentioned about all this is werewolves living forever. Aria won't. She chases that thought away, it's for another time.

She concentrates on the now - the Bookstore - literal dream from her childhood. She wants to focus in on that; the thought draws her eyes over to the visor, where a Tideview brochure sits invisibly tucked away. She's afraid to not work for AJ, or at least afraid to owe him, which she still does so far as she's concerned. Still... he has to know she doesn't want to do that forever, right? Because she doesn't have forever.

She pulls into the space behind the bookshop and walks up to the front, idly tapping into her phone as she turns the corner. [To Aria: home :)]

It never sends though, because she picks up a scent suddenly, one that lights her mind on fire - copper and salt and...

In the dark she sees the slumped figure in the front alcove that leads into Bookends and takes a few steps forward before she realizes it's crumpled down to the floor, headless, blood long since done draining from the ragged tears. The smell of blood is cloying and enticing as much as it is disgusting and her eyes goes big like plates as she traces a trail away from it, a few feet down the block, and then back to the body, and then...

Autumn stops in the doorway, then, too, tracing the bloody path to along the stacks, moving quietly. It's blood and its paper and its... her.

"Aria?" She calls out, but quietly, the dark and orange of late February bleeding into the moody lighting of the store's evening character. Discovery isn't long off though when she follows the grisly trail to its source and see her girlfriend turning pages, covered in blood, the rest of the body sitting dead-eyed in her lap.

[wsknbfanaccnt]

Can you do the mental health one for Hanamiya? 👉👈

OKAY NORMALLY I WOULD REFUSE BECAUSE I ONLY DO REQUESTS FOR THE GOM+KAGAMI

but honestly this was so interesting to think about I can't resist so here we go

Hanamiya Mental Disorder

TW!!: mentions of sadism, self harm, mental illness, substance abuse

Antisocial Personality Disorder (ASPD) + Sociopathy

though Hanamiya is a little bitch, I can't imagine that he doesn't struggle with his disorder sometimes

I don't mean that he is a straight up sociopath either, it's more like ASPD with traces of sociopathy

so I say this because the one big trait of his is doing everything for his enjoyment regardless of how it might affect others

it's not clear if he does this outside of basketball, but I know for a fact that he's not a complete asshole

like for example he wouldn't kick a baby just for the fun of it

but he does have sadistic tendencies

not necessarily sexual either (tho he probably is like that in bed anyways) but just something about seeing pure despair in someone just lights a fire in him

I say Sociopathy because despite everything, he's incredibly intelligent and charming

that's the thing, he can be charming if he wants to and he's fucking amazing at it

when something doesn't go his way, he's the type to blame others for it, manipulating the truth and gaslighting everyone

and unfortunately he's also good at it, and people will believe him

he definitely will also get violent if he isn't satisfied with something, he'd probably pick a fight/hurt others or throw shit around and destroy his surroundings

but sometimes that isn't enough

I think he definitely self harms because of that, he needs to be satisfied one way or another and if he can't get that by being violent to others, he'll do it to himself

but he does so out of anger, and he rarely does it

discovered marijuana after high school and became addicted

it's not clear in the anime, but I think Hanamiya and Imayoshi would get along the most (despite Hanamiya hating Imayoshi lmfao)

they just relate to each other in ways that others dont

so in turn it's a weird friendship

even if Imayoshi is a bitch, Hanamiya had always found some comfort in Imayoshi's presence

tho he's never vulnerable with anyone, there's just a silent mutual understanding between the two

it's not a deep understanding, but they just get it ykwim?

he struggles with in the way that he has kind of a weird perception of himself, knowing that he is a genius but also trying to prove it to himself and others

the amount of manipulation he does would lead to some amounts of paranoia, needing to be in control of the situation 24/7

I honestly am not too sure if he would necessarily "struggle" with making connections since that would kinda require him wanting to make connections

but he does struggle in the sense that he can't empathize with people and he's blunt, always taking the easy way out since he doesn't care about others

since he deems himself superior to others, he has a fragile sense of self and crumbles if he feels out of control

occasionally experiences derealization

[narrators-journal]

Dear darling

So, for those of you who lurk and for some reason read and remember my silly little babbling blurbs over on my tumblr, you might recall that I have something of a yandere prompt list I’ve kinda built up. This! Is inspired by that, and I just kinda picked a person at random. Someone outside of persona so that I could feed my ever starving other fanbases lmao. Which, might’ve bitten me in the ass, because I am so insanely rusty on Dazai, holy shit, even with that kinktober ask under my belt, this feels shockingly ooc. But! It’s Yandere, so character accuracy is kinda(?) a secondary concern! Just enjoy this interesting little snippet, I’m sure I’ll eventually post more yandere works for random bitches, I’ve got them on the to-do list, I just need to get the motivation.

CW: Yandere vibes, creepy note format, stalker implications are also lightly sprinkled on top. It’s yandere content, so, hopefully you know the dark implications you are dabbling in.

Dear Darling mine,

I know you don’t know me, but you’ve been on my mind since the first day that I laid my eyes on you. I remember that day very fondly, all around. The thought of your outfit, the scent of you, your hair, it all sticks with me. It haunts me like a ghost. But! A good ghost, a lovely ghost. I enjoy thinking about you day in and day out. It almost gives me the motivation to continue living! And when it doesn’t bring me that joy, I find joy in the thought of the time we’ll spend together eventually, or the inevitable beauty of our double suicide.

And that makes me all the more eager to introduce myself to you, love. It’s been years since I’ve been this energetic and excited for something in my life! In fact, I’ve been so excited to finally have you to myself that I’ve had to resort to spending a lot of my down time making sure my house is as comfortable as I can for your eventual stay with me in order to keep myself from acting too hastily. So, I’ve made sure that you have plenty of room for your hobby, a room all prepared for when you move in, and I’ve even been keeping a list of all your favorite foods and shows so that we can enjoy them together!

As a slightly funny consequence of this method of coping, my work partner is rather proud of me, I can tell in the way he’s lessened the frequency of insults he throws at me. I’m sure to him and my other coworkers it simply looks like I’m simply pulling my life together. Like I’m working on myself and striving to improve my mental health. But, just between you and me, I’m only doing all of this work for you. That is how much I love you, darling. That’s how excited I am to be able to come home to you each day.

Hell, I’d even learn to cook if I could, but it’s like I’m cursed whenever I set foot into a kitchen. Last time I tried, a certain Chibi had a tantrum over some cooking wine I used and a stove’s burner. So, sadly, I think you might need to be the one to cook when you move in. Though, I don’t mind dinners of macaroni and cheese or take-out, lord knows I have the money to spend on that.

In fact! I have the savings and income to ensure that you never have to work again! With my connections and work history, I can give you a very luxurious life with no worry. Which, just makes me all the more excited for the day that you move in with me. I truly cannot wait much longer for the time that we will spend together. All the nights I can have cuddled up to you, the conversations we’ll have before bed, it all keeps me going, darling. And, I’m sure you’ll grow to await those romantic moments too. Of course, after you get through the adjustment period.

But, I’m rambling, aren’t I? I mostly only wrote this little note to sort of introduce myself to you. Not legitimately, though, I work until the evening, and I didn’t want to just wait outside your home like a creeper to say hi when you come home from work. But, I was too eager to wait until I got a day off, so I settled for this little note. Just to let you know that I love you dearly, I’m thinking about you, I’m excited for our time together, and I might move up the planned day of our proper introduction. I love you, darling, see you when the time is right or I lose my patience.

Love, Osamu Dazai

[keplercryptids]

I know this was posted like. a week ago. but as someone thinking of running a forged in the dark game I would love to see your homebrew xp mechanics

hell yeah! so let me start by saying, forged in the dark games (at least, the two i've played, blades in the dark and scum and villainy) are designed to be run either 1. in campaigns with a maximum of 12-20 sessions, OR 2. in campaigns where you're running through characters frequently and telling a story of the crew as a collective, rather than focused on a specific group of characters. so if you do either of those things, i don't think you actually need to tweak the xp.

i am a longwinded bitch lmao and i also prefer running campaigns that don't switch out PCs often. so the rapid xp acquisition of these games is. troublesome. i've actually very recently decided to simply hand out milestone xp (which is what i did when i ran d&d 5e). basically, every few jobs, when something narratively Big happens, i'll give the players [x] amount of xp. but! i did come up with these narrative xp rules, which i like and i'm having fun with, so for now, any xp the players accrue by making desperate rolls will be added to their narrative xp bank to spend in the following ways:

(under a readmore cuz it's long!)

Narrative XP

At the end of each job, the maximum amount of XP that can be used for character advancement is 50% of the XP gained that session, rounding up. This is called Advancement XP. The remaining XP is called Narrative XP.

When Narrative XP is spent to increase or reduce a clock, 1 XP = 1 tick. Personal Narrative XP can be spent on campaign clocks, personal clocks, connection clocks, long-term projects or resolving traumas, as described below. With the exception of campaign clocks, any given clock can only be affected by 1 Narrative XP, per player per session.

At a player’s discretion, Character Advancement XP may be spent as Narrative XP, with the same restrictions as above.

CAMPAIGN CLOCKS

Throughout the campaign, there will be clocks tracking organizations’ goals, external forces outside the scope of the PCs’ sphere of influence, or events looming on the horizon. During downtime, these clocks can be increased or reduced by the use of Narrative XP. This is almost always going to be a meta decision made by the players and GM, rather than anything the PCs are doing within the fiction (though there may be some exceptions - talk it out!). The progress of campaign clocks can also be leveraged as Devil’s Bargains during play. There is no limit to how much XP can be spent on a campaign clock per downtime.

PERSONAL CLOCKS

Each PC can accrue personal clocks, tracked on your character sheet, that reflect potential complications, goals, or outcomes affecting your character. During downtime, Narrative XP can be used to increase or reduce ticks on these clocks (maximum 1 XP per clock per downtime). To use Narrative XP this way, describe or roleplay a scene to illustrate what your character is doing to affect the clock in question.

CONNECTION CLOCKS

[note: this text is taken basically word-for-word from Beam Saber by austin ramsay - a really cool game i haven't gotten to run yet! check out beam saber if you're interested in sci-fi forged in the dark games!]

The crew sheet contains separate 4-tick Connection Clocks for each other member in your crew, representing your character’s relationship with that crewmate. Make a belief about that crewmate for each tick on that clock (checking in with that player when you do). When the Connection Clock fills, ask the target crewmate for a truth about one of the beliefs tied to them, then reset the clock to 1 tick as you see them in a new light. When a Connection Clock resets, erase all the previous beliefs you had about that crewmate and write a new one related to the truth you just learned—it’ll take time and effort to understand them again.

A belief is a brief statement about how a character feels about another crewmate. Beliefs are simple, quick, and influential in the rapport between the two crewmates. However, the players need to remember that their beliefs are not necessarily true as they are based on incomplete information and gut instinct. A good belief is:

Something a character might say about their crewmate to a confidante.

Easily summarized, so that it can be quickly remembered when relevant.

Potentially true.

Suitable for the game’s setting and tone.

Something the player is interested in exploring.

During downtime or free play, Narrative XP can be used to add a belief and tick a Connection Clock with another crewmate (maximum once per session). To use Narrative XP this way, your character must have a one-on-one scene with a crewmate, which challenges their perception of their crewmate, and/or shows a new side of them, and/or during which the characters bond in a significant way. After this, spend 1 XP to tick the Connection clock with that character, and gain a new belief (see above).

LONG-TERM PROJECTS

During downtime, you may spend 1 XP to add a tick to a long-term project clock (maximum 1 tick per clock).

RESOLVING TRAUMAS

[note: there isn't a way in the rules as written to resolve traumas, but being able to do so is important to me, so i included this as a way to use narrative xp.]

When you gain a trauma, start a 6-tick Trauma clock on your character sheet. During downtime or free play, Narrative XP can be used to tick a Trauma clock (maximum once per session). To use Narrative XP this way, describe or roleplay a scene to illustrate what your character is doing to work on resolving their trauma. Once a trauma clock has been filled, you may remove that trauma from your character sheet.