#they got burried in the chaos

[dearweirdme]

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[gassyandnasty]

Could you make one for Nick Jonas on the backstage series?

Backstage - Nick Jonas

When I heard about the new Jonas Brothers Tour, I knew it was the perfect opportunity to meet Nick. I scrolled through videos, and they were as fine as ever, specially him, so when they came to my city, I had to get the tickets.

The day of the concert came and of course I watched, all of them looked hot. Tight leather pants, pits out, the lights reflecting the drops of sweat, hypnotizing. When the concert ended, chaos followed them back to the hotel, so I took advantage of that to sneak in.

Luckily the window for his room was open, so I hid, waiting for him to come in. I heard footsteps and laughter, must be him and his brothers, then the door opened.

"Gosh, I'm so TIRED." It was Nick, my heart almost stopped. I could see through the crevices of the closet. He took his shirt off and sat on his bed, his hairy chest bare, all sweaty from the concert.

He got up and opened the closet where I was, and he jumped. "Who the fuck are you?! I'll call security!" The only thing I could focus on was how his guns flexed when he was talking mad at me.

"Uhm... Nick... I'm a big fan, could you give an autog-" I was about to say, when he cut me off.

"I was about to call security, but you seem like those inoffensive fags... How about you lick the sweat off me first?" Nick says, showcasing his sweaty and hairy pits for me, and it had a strong odor... strong as the manly man he is.

I couldn't resist and lost no time: I burried my face on his left pit and started to lick. The hair on it tickled my tongue and the salty taste of his sweaty covered my whole face, while the strong B.O overpowered my senses.

I felt his hand on the back of my head pressing me further into his pits, while I heard from afar: "That's right... lick it clean, faggot." He mocked while I did the same job. He might thought that he was humiliating me, but little did he know that I was having the time of my life.

When he felt my job was done on the left, he roughly pushed my face into his right pit. "You are not leaving til both are clean, haha." He mocked while I did the same job. I was liking it, but his pits were so ripe that I was slowly losing my senses, getting on my knees.

"Haha, too much for you, stupid sissy?" He taunted while towered over me. "Why don't you try a dose of this, then?" Nick turned around and revelad his plump jean-clad ass, that I was oogling on the whole concert.

"Been holding that since the beginning of the show... HNNNGG"

PBBBPBPBPBPBPBPPBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBPBPBPBPBPBPBPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTRRTTT!!

I could notice it was stuck, cause he forced it out and it came really deep and loud, lasting for more than I could handle. While the fart exploded and rumbled on my face, I slowly passed out, only hearing his laughter in the end.

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I'll be posting mini stories like this about a crazy fan who discovers his idols are gassy hogs. You guys can suggest me who should I do next.

[turbulentscrawl]

Identity(V) Headcanons: Frederick Kreiburg

Frederick's headcanons got a little more...medical than some of the others I've done so far. I'm no expert in this stuff, but I do my best to be comprehensible and respectful where certain disorders have to be mentioned. As always, hope you guys like it!

-Ashes of Memory states that Frederick was diagnosed with ‘psychasthenia’ at some point in his childhood, but this isn’t used as a diagnosis in modern medicine. Instead, it’s a term used to describe a collection of symptoms commonly associated with disorders like OCD. It includes anxiety, obsession, compulsions, depersonalization, nervous ticks, and can even affect one’s memory.

-Personally, I also think he has synesthesia. Frederick mentions colors in relation to music a lot (especially gold), and while this could just be something relating to his other condition, I prefer to take it as literal. It’s part of the reason he was enamored after hearing his father play, why he obsessed with music. Frederick grew up in an onslaught of overwhelming chaos, colors bursting and fading wildly across his senses incomprehensible in his day to day, enhancing his anxiety…but when the recital started there was only the song. One symphony of sound and color, appearing before him in a long, unbroken stream. It was peaceful. And he became obsessed with that peace.

-This also explains his “un-Kreiburg-like skills.” His music is not like what the rest of his family composes because he’s writing it to suit both sound and color. He can perfectly identify pitch and can play most songs entirely “by ear” after hearing them only once or twice, but he’s obsessed with the stream of colors keeping a certain rhythm to them, which doesn’t always lend itself to “traditional” Kreiburg music.

-Frederick’s personality is very affected by the above struggles/disorders. He’s a very kind person at his core, as well as very earnest, but he is plagued by fear, anxiety, and extreme self-criticism. He becomes overwhelmed easily. He is entirely aware of all his struggles, his failures, and wrestles every day with the knowledge that he’s a disappointment to his family. Sometimes his situation brings him to tears, sometimes to destructive wrath.

-Frederick has come to accept his need for appearances, that people mostly like him because of his looks and his familial relations. But on his worst days he can’t even rely on that much because his communication begins to break down. His speech becomes disjointed and frantic, he’s tense and twitchy, a look of horror sinks deep into his face. To protect what remains of his reputation, he hides away during these times.

-When he is with people, he behaves as a gentleman should, albeit a reclusive one. He’s terrified of being judged further, but craves understanding and praise, so he maintains personal distance while remaining remarkably enthusiastic about musical discussion. He’s never told anyone but his family about his diagnosis or his synesthesia. They are both sources of shame for him.

-When at his most anxious, he has a tendency to pull at his hair. Whole clumps of his long hair have been lost to the worst of his fits. He’s not particularly sensitive about any resulting bald spots on his scalp, but he does try to cover them with his normal ponytail style because he knows they would affect people’s attraction to him.

-He despises the sound of dogs barking. Which is a shame, because he does like dogs. Their barking is just burry, red fireworks right in the middle of his vision. It always startles him and makes it impossible to do or focus on anything.

-His love language is Gift Giving, and the “gifts” he gives are, predictably, usually songs. It’s his primary skill, of course, so as far as Frederick is concerned, he has nothing else worth offering besides music made in the name of his loved one. He’d be devastated if these musical gifts weren’t appreciated; Frederick can’t take much more rejection. His favorites Love Languages to receive are Word of Affirmation and Acts of Service. He’s secretly a bit desperate for praise, and any actions you take to support his work or help improve his reputation as a musician are better than gold.

-He likes to match his clothes to the primary colors he sees in the songs he’s performing. During his recitals, he changes coats often.

-He’s a picky eater with a powerful sweet tooth. If he could have it his way, he’d subsist mostly on desserts.

[scifriskyxy]

Head cannon n extra info on some of the doodles:

Shadow rarely purrs. However, he only does so when relaxed and to someone he likes. He's on pain meds cuz he broke a rib and dislocated his shoulder he's very loopy and relaxed, and the one patching him up is someone he likes

Lance is the past life of Shadow in fated shadows au, fate n him where rather close, he never took off his helmet in front of anyone except fate eventually

The way you recognize someone's incarnation is through their eyes, and lance has the same exact eyes as a shadow down to a tee tho people don't always reincarnate it can take years even centuries for an incarnation to appear, however oddly enough this only happens for mobians and black arms any other species do not reincarnate so if you become a black arms [they can turn ya into one of em] and die well you may reincarnate as well another black arms....sorry fellas ya can't yeet yourself into the mobian reincarnation pool that's a closed up pool of souls but the blackarms got free soul reincarnation real estate

Tho shadow he got mobian blood in him lance pretty much was the very base user to create unlike bio lizard which a live subject was used lance clan burried their dead in cristal fate used her cristals to entoomb him ,turns out chaos cristals preserve bodies too well...he was pretty much perfect to create shadow , tho all of his remains where used as to create a fully functional clone that lives as long as the real thing or more pretty much the entire body is needed to do that in such a case ,shadow essentially is a genetically engineered clone of lance by the rng of the heavens got reincarnated in the clone of his past incarnation, I wonder what the chances of that happening if such a concept is real!

Lance is not sir lancelot tho his name is a reference to blacknight even some of his armor design is similar on purpose as a fun reference

[sukisheadlights]

WE'LL MAKE IT!

kazbrekker x grisha!oc

summary: when the coin- "I hate kaz brekker" grisha reveals how she truly feels for kaz brekker in the midst of a deal gone wrong, becomes when kaz brekker gets nervous.

story: grishaverse masterlist

rory’s voice mail 🎧: story <333 I really love writing for the grishaverse so let me know if you want some sort of kaz brekker x oc series, and give me ideas :) for now, enjoy! I love you say it back <3

and ofcourse, @chaos-mix I did not forget your tag :)

WARNING MAJOR ANGST AHEAD

Ilysen (ill-e-s-in) has always been considered a powerful squaller. She grew confined within the walls of the little palace, her beautiful cage. So naturally, when she escaped and went to ketterdam for solace (a bad idea on her part, truthfully), nobody expected her to survive it's gruelling streets.

But you know what they say, those who have tasted freedom will not give up that which they have tasted.

Ilysen walked into the barrel— doe eyed with bright light blue hair and the personality of a puppy. Quickly though, the barrel toughened her up— and her blue hair only became the shell of a person she once was. She earned a new name, 'The slyph of ketterdam' A beautiful creature that will manipulate the air at the comand of the smallest bone in her body. She will swipe you off your feet, and knock the air out of your lungs. Ilysen became a force to be reckoned with and she worked for no one. Kaz Brekker took notice of this, He took notice of it all.

He set his wraith on her tail and found out her secrets. Then, he tried asking her nicely to work with him, he tried getting jesper to charm her, he even he got his wraith to befriend her. But she only listened and agreed when he threatened her. When he threated to send her back to the cage she once escaped from.

Cruel, I know. So did she, this was the life she chose and kaz brekker and his antics were slightly respectable but no one would know that last part. Instead they would know the slyph that hated his soul, bones, and questionable fashion choices. They would come to know her as unreliable and the untried, theortical lose string whose loyalties could change at any given moment.

Nobody knew why she worked so closely with the Dregs. Not even the trusted sharpshooter and wraith could get get that out of her. Sometimes, kaz brekker found himself staring at his office wall not quiet knowing the answer himself. But he knew she wouldn't betray her only friends in the barrel. He knew that she only stayed because of inej and jesper. She had no other reason. Right?

One faithful night, when the barrel was as quiet as usual with it's citizens hiding in their houses and criminals lurking in it's shadows, the unofficial crows— atleast half of them, found themselves at the harbour for a deal.

They watched closely as the other party's leader approached kaz, really getting into his personal space hoping it intimidated the bastard infront of him. They watched as Kaz hit him with his trusty cane, And continued as both the bosses succesfully reached an impasse.

Until suddenly, they ran. Down the street and under the harbour's bridges, into the dimly lit caves— they hid. Those idiots had broken their conditions and brought out weapons, gunshots ringing through the harbour as the slyph struggled to save their lives, Kaz couldn't believe he let this slip past. For the first time, he felt stupid. He looked around the dimly lit underground cave as he thought of ways to save the lives of his band of teenage misfits.

Perhaps if he was faster, they would have missed the explosion above their heads. Perhaps then, Ilysen wouldn't have had to use her powers to hold up the ceiling above their head and instead hold open the only exit which was now burried under the rubble. Kaz worked quickly to try find a way out of the underground cave, but something felt wrong.

Ilysen, who would typically be complaining her lungs out right about now, was silent. A still, unmoving, shell of the noisy companion kaz had gotten used to. her hands remained raised up above her head as she held the roof up, scared to move even by an inch. The room was quiet as Kaz searched for a way out while encouraging the others to do the same. Another explosion. Those two-timing bastards were set on bathing in young blood but there was no time to complain now, only escape.

"I don't hate you." the words rung of the walls of the cave and pierced striaght through kaz brekker's heart as he turned around, Ilysen was looking straight at him now. "If we don't make it out of here—" She said as a shaky breath escaped her lips "—I just need you to know that I don't hate you."

A ringing explosion was the only sound that broke the silence between them.

"We're not dying today." He said, certain that if he couldn't save them, the fates would protect them all because she didn't deserve to die yet. She looked away as she struggled to hold up the ceiling distracting herself from the growing weakness in her arms and her chest. She knew what she had to do. But would she? "Ilysen, look at me." Kaz urged, hating himself for not being able to physically comfort her. She obliged.

"We're not dying today." He said as confidently as he could. His voice wavered somewhere, but he knew if anyone noticed it would only be her. He continued ignoring the pang of guilt in his chest, promising things he wasn't sure of. "I promise you."

Ilysen nodded, She would do anything for them. With steadying breaths she changed the directions of her arms.

In one swift movement, she raised the previously blocked entrance and pushed the crows outside, saving their lives. Unfortunately for her, the ceiling she once held up came crashing down. Only the saints could do something now.

Jesper, Inej, And Kaz stood still. The realisation of what unfolded weighing onto them heavier than the deafening silence of the vast ocean behind them.

They searched the rubble for her all night, not scared of what they might find. Kaz called in all the dregs as they lifted up large rocks in silence, secretly praying for the survival of their slyph. They found her body at the crack of dawn, A single ray lighting up her almost still body. Almost. She laid on the floor, a doll— but there was a faint rise and fall of her chest. There was hope for her survival. Kaz would never admit it but he owed her his life.

Even if she happened to remain in this unconcious state for the rest of her life, kaz would take care of her. He would never admit it, but he was grateful for her. And maybe one day, He could tell her that.

[dullgecko]

Don’t know if you’re okay with alcohol (if not ignore this) but I rewatched Rock the Boat and I have Ideas about the bad kids being drunk. We see the bad kids drunk the first few times it happens, but after a while I think they settle into their drunk personas.

Riz distrusts alcohol generally. Anything that negatively affects his perception is a bad idea to him. However, the few times he has gotten drunk, he’s emotional. Think the Sophmore Shrimp Party x10. His emotions are locked right up to the moment he gets drunk. His size doesn’t help, since it means he gets drunk pretty easy compared to his friends.

Fig and Kristin are pretty similar, in that every idea sounds like a good idea. As long as their friends are still happy and no one’s died, they’re all in on everything. Fig has pretty high tolerance from parties on tour, and Kristin microdosed on alcohol all the time because she was convinced that a restricted childhood meant she’d be too much of a lightweight, but she holds her alcohol much better than most. Unfortunately, Kristine brand of chaos means she does not need to be that drunk in order to do many stupid things.

Adaine can not hold her alcohol. She gets tipsy on beer. Depending on who’s around, she either falls asleep immediately or become the most extroverted person imaginable. In the junior year parties, with lots of people she doesn’t know well, she’s loud and friendly and doing magic in every direction. If it’s just her friends on a hangout night, she’ll be asleep by 9. Either way, she wakes up late with an awful hangover.

Fabian doesn’t like drinking because of his mother, so he doesn’t drink often. When he does, Fabian is himself up to eleven. Dramatic, loud, friendly. Fabian once went to a nightclub and came out with twelve new friends and a broken nose. He’s got a decent tolerance, but it’s dropped since high school because he no longer parties every weekend. Miraculously, has pretty easy hangovers, but Fabian sleeps until 10am anyway, so it’s not like it’s useful to him.

Gorgug has high tolerance for a number of reasons. Orc’s have good alcohol tolerance anyway, and his body weight and height are useful. He doesn’t drink as much on tours as Fig, but still has fun. His parents made it clear that alcohol isn’t bad, just be careful. If he’s still sober enough, he keeps Fig and Kristin from falling out the window, and Fabian from getting punched. When he’s actually drunk, he’s just as likely to propose a stupid idea, but will also try to talk everyone out of it. Keeps pain meds in his room because he once woke up hungover and couldn’t get to the bathroom medicine cabinet and almost broke the wall down.

Riz went to the overthinker competition and they disqualified him because he made the other competitors cry when they realised they could never reach his level. Alcohol just... switches off the part of his brain keeping that train going and he turns into a mess. Mostly because his default method of dealing with his own issues is shoving them down as far as possible and burrying them under other thoughts so he doesnt have to deal with it.

Kristen and Fig are those people at a party that you have to supervise heavily even if there ISNT alcohol involved. Look away for a second and all your patio furniture is in the pool, your TV is suspended from the ceiling and someone dyed the cat a weird colour (and this is them SOBER). Alcohol takes their already poor impulse control out back and shoots it in the head.

Drunk Adaine is fun. She drops her inhibitions at the door and can 100% become the life of the party. She can only hold that energy for so long before needing to go take a nap though. Her friends have learned to make her take some painkillers and chug a couple bottles of water before letting her sleep properly just to help prevent the inevitable hangovers.

Fabian grew up with pirates, there's literally no way he could have avoided drinking completely with his father around so he started building a tolerence early. He does know when he has to stop though and usually never goes past 'pleasently tipsy'. He often acts more drunk than he actually is on purpose so he doesnt get called out on it. If he does get wasted he's one of those super friendly cuddly drunks.

Gorgug tries not to get drunk, even though his tolerence is so high. He's more liable to loose control of his emotions and worries he'll either do something stupid or get into a fight and hurt someone. He'll try to stay at the level where things are fun but he's never let himself become blackout drunk because he feels responsible for looking after other people. After the painkiller incident he makes sure to join Adaine in chugging water before going to bed.

[im-goofball]

☀️Hi again☀️ basically what are the gorosei doing in this Au ? 🤔 (I love your Au like always💖)

Jupiter/Shepherd Ju Peter

-the Governor of Fishmen

-is the one who helped Nika and Umi with creating most of All Blue's surface (mountains, deserts, valleys, forests ect.) But he mostly helped because of silly whimsy and placed them where ever and however he felt like it, not caring that 90% of all was just pure chaos which kinda pissed off the two gods.

-his domain lies within the All Blue's Core where he built his fortress/shrine. He lives there only for three months (the whole summer) because he likes spending most of his time with humans and dad.

-also the one responsible for the changing the four seasons, although at the beginning they were in shambles too (Jupiter is NOT a responsible god)

-once Mars got permission to live on All Blue, Jupiter had to end his childish games and take his responsibilities seriously, and so he had to fix it all.

-teaches fishmen how to adapt to many (mostly unpleasant) changes, and how to move on with their lives from terrible tragedies (godly theraphy?)

Mars/Marcus Mars

-the Governor of Shandian & Lunarian races

-is the one responsible for creating the shandian race, and helped Tsumara with creation of Lunarians too

-his domain lies at the Silvercloud the sixth of the Great floating islands of Shandian Queendom, where he had his castle/shrine built. Shandian/Lunarian legends say, that his shrine was made out of the purest silver and had over hundred towers that held the grandest treasures in the world.

-is known as a great general who fought in many of the Great Wars and minor battles (mostly taking charge). Treated the soldiers of Wind's Army, the great armed forces of Shandian Queendom as his own children (Jupiter was jealous). The greater was his anguish the more of them fell in battle. He burried each and every one of them on the Isle of Thousand Bells, where he shed uncountable tears. (That's how rain was created but shhh)

-teaches Shandians and Lunarians the importance of (self)sacrifice, duty, honor and mercy for the one worthy of it.

-also the only Elder Planet with wings

Saturn/Jay Garcia Saturn

-the (self-proclaimed) Governor of Human race

-creator of galaxies, nebulae, costellations, black holes, and worm holes (Jupiter was not amused). Also responsible for creating gravity, on All Blue

-the only god to have no domain on All Blue, as he spends most of the time out in the space creating and experimenting with his powers. His domain is a grand palace/library that holds all knowledge throughout the eons of the Universe's existence

-favoures humans above all races, as they kinda reminded him of himself (narcissistic little bastard). Gave them all of his knowledge and taught them everything about stars and galaxies

-lacks "mortal" morality and doesn't understand empathy (which resulted in his Ultimate Experiment) and near annihilation of giants.

-also the only Elder planet with a "halo"

Venus/Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro

-the original Governor of Human Race, (fuck you Saturn)

-his domain/shrine lies within the Moon's End (later known as Wano) where he lived as one of Tsumara's guardians

-lately became the Governor of Giants, but only in name, as Nika was already handling that (they were Nika's favourites)

-teaches humans and giants the meaning of love, (In Greek mythology there were seven kinds of love, and I am too lazy to list them but yeah.) empathy, compassion, kindness and passion.

-uses his sword only in dire or extreme cases of self defence and for executions that Mercury demanded as neccessary

-the one who found out about Saturn's Ultimate Experiment and told Nika, resulting in Saturn's Fall. (Saturn never forgave him for that)

Mercury/Topman Warcury

-the only Elder Planet that isn't a Governor of a race, as his responsibility is to proclaim judgement and Nika's will on everyone, regardless of race (Can't play favourites, how sad)

-he lives with Nika in the Holy land (something akin to Heaven but not really) and only rarely comes down into All Blue

-tries his best to keep the Elder planets from murdering one another (mostly Mars and Saturn), and also to make sure none of them cross the Line. What is the Line? He had no idea, but he's sure Nika does... he hopes

-teaches the mortal kind how to recognize evil from good and to uphold justice within their communities

-he may not be really fond of the mortals, but he must admit that their alcohol is sublime

-also the only planet that is allowed to talk to Nika 24/7

[sierrawr]

Summary: You go to your office only to heard a bad news from your secretary, Choi Soobin. The worst part is the bad news are related to the hit and run accident that happened 4 years ago. Meanwhile, the good news is that you might have received an information that will marks the start of a chaos.

TEASER | TEASER 2 | CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 2 | CHAPTER 3 | CHAPTER 4 | CHAPTER 5

Pairing: Attorney! reader × Undercover Police! Jay Cameo: Secretary! Soobin Cameo: Secretary! Soobin Triggered Warning!: None Word count: 1203 words Inspired by: Kdrama "Why Her?" and "Siren" by Taeyeon Song Recommendations: Cold As Hell by Taeyeon

The sound of click-clacking of the shiny, black pearl coloured heels that you wear is heard along the corridors. You walk straight towards your office room while the staff around you give a 90-degree bow as you walk past them. Once you have reached your office room, someone knocks on the door while you settle down on your executive seat.

"Come in!"

Soon enough, a guy in his 20s finally shows up in front of you, wearing a complete set of a dashing gray colored suit with a neatly tied red tie.

"Report."

You did not hesitate nor stuttered, and he didn't waste any time to deliver what he's got. He professionally scrolls down the tablet that he is holding at the moment. Known as Choi Soobin, the guy is your secretary that your father appointed to you almost 3 years ago.

"You have no scheduled meeting this morning until the afternoon. However, there is a new case reported last night, and I am afraid to say that it might involve you and the whole Yang's family."

Your eyebrows frowned upon hearing the report from Soobin. As much as you want to lash out and curse him, you know better not to do that under any circumstances given the fact that your family and the Choi share a long history together and even secrets from the darkest to the dirtiest ones that they keep burried together through the years. But, of course, that's another story for another time.

"What do you mean? What does the case have to do with me?"

Your pupils dilated as the memories of that night that occurred a few years ago suddenly play inside your head like a projector.

'There's no way '

Your heart whispered as your heart beat furiously. It pounds so fast that you lose your composure as someone always has a poker face with little to no expression at all on your face, which is a rare sight to see for your staff and family but not to Soobin as it is the second time for him. The first time he saw your face making that very same expression was a night that he won't be able to forget at all, forever.

"Unfortunately, it is exactly as what Chairman Yang expected back then. The police finally found the major evidence of the incident from 4 years ago last night. It's all over the news right now."

You didn't even notice that your breath has become unstable if it weren't for Soobin who kneels before you as he tries his best to distract you from his report just now. Thankfully, the intercom button is not that far from where he is standing, which made it easier for him to contact one of the staff outside of your office to ask for mineral water for you.

"Mrs. Oh, please bring a glass of mineral water to Director Kim's office and make it as soon as possible!"

Despite the obvious panic and anxiety that filled the whole room, Soobin managed to calm you down as he protectively held you in his arms before Mrs. Oh entered the room to pass the glass of mineral water to him. With closed eyes, you take a deep breath before you drink the mineral water and break free from Soobin's arms that were holding you just now and fix your "image" by glaring at Soobin as if you are blaming and warning him to keep his mouth about what he had seen earlier.

After all, you are THE Serena Yang, the heiress of the Yang conglomerate family from the Young Group that has power over the politics, business, government internal affairs, and even the laws in South Korea. Not to mention, your father is Chairman Yang, who is rumored to step down sooner or later as the current president of the Young Group, since he will be one of the candidates in the upcoming General Election aiming to be the future Prime Minister.

When that happens, you know very well that it's either you or your younger step brother, Yang Jungwon, that would be the heir or successor of the Young Law Firm. Long story short you can't let yourself be seen as a weak, soft-hearted girl to the public and not even Soobin is granted that privilege, to see you in your vulnerable state ever since that night from 4 heard ago happened.

You believe that only when you act cold-hearted, you get to be the bigger person and hold the power to your opponents as most of them have a hard time figuring out your true emotions and feelings. As a result, not even one person, and neither your family, is able to break that wall that you built. It's a mistake that you let your guard down for the second time as the news is quite unexpected and dangerous to you. It traumatized you.

"How much did they find out so far? How did they find the evidence when everything was taken care of?"

You walk closer towards Soobin and take a grip of his red tie that was neatly tied before you ruined it by pulling it.

"Did you lie to me and my family?! Were my family and I being deceived?! Are we that low and easy to fool for you and your men?!!"

Soobin makes eye contact with you as he keeps his calm demeanor while grabbing your hands that are still gripping onto his shirt to take your hands off of it. As soon as your hands are out of contact with his tie and shirt, you turn around and take another sip of the mineral water to cool yourself down from lashing out at Soobin again.

"No, of course not at all, Director Yang. I promised you that every single thing was taken care of that night. Chairman Yang's men also have made sure of that and give your family the evidence. Everything is buried safe and sound until a guy that I believed is the older brother of that girl appeared. The police investigated the case again per the guy's request and when they discovered her body.. The case is reopen officially now."

At this point, you know that you have to brace yourself for the worst-case scenarios that could happen to you or your family if the truth prevails and comes to light.

"Older brother.. you said?"

You immediately reach for the daily newspaper that Soobin put on your table earlier and take a look at it while Soobin continues with his explanation.

"Yes. Unfortunately, it turned out that the girl had an older brother. And he was also the one who insisted the police reopen the case and do an investigation of it again."

Being in distress and feeling like you're trapped, you let out a piercing scream before you tear up the newspaper that you have read a few minutes ago.

"Run a proper background check about the girl and make sure you find out who her brother is and identify his identity with details. By hook or by crook."

You grab your Birkin handbag before you make your way out of the office room, leaving Soobin all alone inside.

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DETAILS:

1. The name of female lead

- is chosen because the I wanted the main female character to have the same aura and vibe as Serena Serenity (from manhwa "Serena").

2. The surname and the company name

- Originally to be used as Kim family and Sunoo was supposed to be the little step brother

- But it changed to Young family to give off Crazy Rich Asian family aura. And it's a coincidence that it sounds identical to Yang, thus, the Yang family and Young Group (the company's name). And, yes. Jungwon is officially the little step brother of the household.

3. There are some of the hints (the night incident from 4 years ago) that started n this chapter so you better take noted of it from here and good luck finding each pieces before the siren caught you.

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[oceansprompts]

adjust pronouns, names, and details as needed... assorted quotes taken from marvel ultimate alliance 3: the black order. part 1 of ???

❝ Well, that's another planet we'll never be able to visit again.❞

❝ Yeah, well, I don't go to museums to read. I go there to steal. ❞

❝ Anyone else would waited to offend their clients until AFTER they were paid. ❞

❝ I'm not anyone else. I'm one of a kind, baby. ❞

❝ Oh, oh, don't you side with them, you overgrown-- ❞

❝ Cosmic Cubes. Nega-Bands, Asgardian Hammers... You know, the kind of stuff people pay big money for. ❞

❝  If I were hiding an object of immense cosmic power, I would want it to look that way as well. ❞

❝ I was going to say "any survivors." But sure... Treasure is always good, too. ❞

❝ Seriously? No welcoming committee? ❞

❝ Over there! Such a shiny switch is begging to be flipped! ❞

❝ Easy to say for the man with the ridiculous boot jets! ❞

❝ If our plan fails, the blood of every being in this universe will be on your hands. ❞

❝ Idiots! Your stupidity may have doomed the universe! ❞

❝ Wouldn't be the first time, sweetheart. ❞

❝ Danger and chaos! Two of my favorite things! ❞

❝ Don't get too comfy, pal. Final destination's right on the other side of this door. ❞

❝ What the frutak was that?! ❞

❝ If we stop fighting for just a minute, we might be able to find a way to fix this. ❞

❝ You will leave here with nothing. Not even your lives. I have felled worlds. Your pathetic attacks cannot harm me. ❞

❝ We weren't tryin' to hurt ya. Just to distract ya. ❞

❝ I think I'm gonna hurl. Oh, great! You're here! I thought we were dead. We aren't dead, are we? ❞

❝ I have felt death. This...is slightly less pleasant. ❞

❝ We are alive. But we could be anywhere in space or time. The Infinity Stones are not plaything ❞

❝ Hey! I did exactly what you said. I saved the items of insane power from the psycho space lady. ❞

❝ You can? And you just sat there listening to us jabber?! Do it already! Oh, great. We save the universe from disaster, but we're the ones that end up in prison?! ❞

❝ I just grabbed the stone and thought of somewhere safe. ❞

❝ What'd I tell ya? You need cell doors disarmed and opened? I'm your guy! ❞

❝ Been to more prisons in more galaxies than I can count. This? This is new... ❞

❝ Nothin' like a good old-fashioned cellblock brawl to make me feel right at home... ❞

❝ I hear ya, buddy. This sure brings back some memories, don't it? ❞

❝ Earth? Huh. I guess home is still my happy place... ❞

❝ Next time you teleport us across the galaxy, try to think of a beach instead! ❞

❝ Not that I'm complainin' ...but shouldn't a prison have, you know, guards? ❞

❝ You put me here! You buried me in a dark cell for life! Now, I'm gonna burry YOU ...dead or alive! ❞

❝ A teleportin' dog? Is this some kinda joke? ❞

❝ Of all the planets in the universe, for some reason, ours is the one that seems to be under attack frequently. ❞

❝ Why are we talking when we could be smashing? ❞

❝ Figures. Just consider yourself lucky that I've got a team of heroes on speed dial for missions of universal importance like this one. ❞

❝ I guess stopping a super-villain prison break is going to be the easiest part of our day, huh? ❞

❝ Is this the part where you bark orders at us then? ❞

❝ Oh, don't worry, little heroes. I have plenty more toys for you to play with! ❞

❝ Magic isn't for everyone. ❞

❝ Only one of us lives through this. Spoiler. It's me. ❞

❝ Free time is over, punks. Time for lights out. ❞

❝ Aw, come on! You have GOT to be kidding me! Let's make this count. I am NOT doing this a third time! Can we make this quick? ❞

❝ Not cool! This is totally what oppression looks like! I demand a phone call, a lawyer, and a fair trail! ❞

❝ When I get out of here, I'm really gonna let you have it! Just give me, like, ten, fifteen minutes to recover, okay? Thanks! ❞

❝ Sooo... What's new? Other than the fact that I totally just embarrassed myself in front of my idols... ❞

❝ Is "Nameless Villain" a common career choice over here? ❞

❝ Yeah, it may rip the timestream to shreds, but you gotta admit, it's pretty flarkin' hilarious! ❞

[sirensea14]

How did you actually come up with mayhem x not cup? It seems like such a weird yet canon ship I love it I want to learn more

Oh i actually had art of that ship waaaaay back before posting on tumblr

Made this around the middle of last year. And then i posted this when i first started tumblr (you long-time fishies/followers out there who was with me with my first post might remember this lol)

From all i could remember from my past-self's thoughts, Not-Cup was, from what i imagined, a hollow and black eyed version of Cuphead that appeared in real Cuphead's dream in the labyrinth. Which is waaaaay different cuz in the canon, its actually just the usual cuphead that we know, except evil with toungue. I was wondering why he was in the Tear—was he an anomaly like mayhem? Was he an illusion like ava and black hat? Or is he smth else like i dunno, a future cuphead that is potentially possessed by an ink machine part? (As you guys know, when a character gets possessed by this shit, their eyes turn black like Cog!Holly, Cog!Cala and Instument!boris and sarah. Except the brush with mick tho, i dunno why is that)

But anyway, this question gets unanswered leaving me to headcanon that he is an "actual" character and not just a manifestation or illusion of the labyrinth. Just like Mayhem who we thought was an illusion till she's revealed to be an actual character in the series. (This question regarding Not-Cup is still unanswered lol, regardless of an answer, im still shipping them)

Now, onto the actual question, well i dunno if u ship cuphead and holly (i do) and if you'd notice, witchbrew is (obviously) a parallel of the colly ship. Colly are in the hero side, while Witchbrew is on the villain side. I would love to see an actual couple be villains, it sucks that theyre always single XD. If Cuphead had his Holly, then why cant Mayhem have her Not-Cup, hm? Nah-uh aint gonna let that happen

And then boom! This shit--i mean ship is created. Lol i dunno if this makes any sense 😭

Also this ship has ties with my theory regarding of Mayhem's origin and if there will be a canon origin of her story thats gonna be different from my theory, well, lets say this might just be a small fanon ship that randomly came outta nowhere XD

Regarding their origin love story, it starts with my theory that Mayhem is the future Holly that is fully possessed by the cog when the questers went to the desert (forgot its name) to finf the machine. Cuphead goes desperate and asks help from a part? (Eh, i really havent thought about how cuphead got possessed lol) And then he teams up with Mayhem.

The problem is, Cuphead did it out of love, regrets (regret that he didnt manage to save holly even tho it wasnt his fault), and guilt. While Mayhem got possessed by the Cog due to her previous connection to it that got stronger. So i this ship, its painfully one-sided. Painful truth.

But when interacting, they act a bit like a bickering couple, Mayhem being the terrifying teaser she is while Not-cup is the sarcastic serious one. Tho he sometimes act like the actual Cuphead Dish from the questers. They may also act a bit like the duplicates of Colly in appearance.

Not-Cup likes to help Mayhem mess with the Questers as they try to hunt down and restore the duo.

And as for Chaos the Cat... I dunno where the fuck does he fit in lol

From what i remember i think i had a digital version of Mayhem's Tango? Its burried deep down in the ocean... Btw Mayhem's tango was inspired by the song "You'll be mine (Alice's Tango)" by Chi-Chi. I also had other songs that i associate mayhem with (mostly its just bendy fansongs lol) but i dunno if u wanna hear abt it :/

Welp i think thats it? I covered up all about teh WitchBrew origins. Send me another ask if my explanation's not clear XD

Im also glad that you love this silly lil ship i made! It was odd seeing someone like it when i expected no to actually like it XD (tho i dunno out there if anyone actually paid attention to my mayhem x not-cup ship way back then cuz it was a bit random) if u want more infos abt them, go on and ask! I have a bit more from store actually... Hidden for so long... (/jk, its just for 2 years lol)

Stars i feel like ive made an essay...

[bellzettifarism]

The dripping sound was back.

Burryaga flinched as the repeated rhythm of falling water echoed throughout the cave he had been all but entombed in, trapped in a bubble of air beneath the watery grave of Starlight Beacon. Burryaga tugged at his fur anxiously, fingers rubbing over the patches of tender skin where he had tugged clumps of salt laden fur to create his talismans in the hopes that someone, anyone, would find them.

All but guaranteed to be a fools task, but one he undertook none the less. It was one of his only grasps on hope left.

Another series of rapid drips splashed onto the wet rocks, echoing even louder than before, closer to the explosions on Starlight that little droplets of water. Burryaga mewed in distress, gripping the fur of his arms as he hugged himself, rocking back and forth in an attempt to take any comfort he could. Everything felt suffocating.

Meditation was lonely, no longer the soothing practice that Master Nib had calmly guided him through when he was younger, her smiling face a soothing balm whenever the surrounding emotions of the galaxy became too much.

Now, she was gone, dust evaporated in the ruins of their space-faring home. Taken by the fear that stole the lives of so many others and left many more in pieces. Another drip, another tug, the hairs loosening under the strain. He was slowly going insane, that had to be it. Burryaga was going to die down here, haunted by the dust that was once his master’s corpse and the ever steady dripping of the surrounding ocean.

It was a quiet shattered by those droplets, and it made the loneliness more stark. It made Burryaga crave the things he initially found so uncomfortable, he wanted to be surrounded by the near overstimulating crowds of Starlight Beacon, but more importantly, he wanted the quiet of the Jedi Temple, where a simple brush of shields were enough and meant more than any unwanted touch and look.

He wanted Master Nib and her assuredness that grounded Burryaga in a sea of emotions. He wanted Bell and Ember and their steady love that created that bridge Burryaga had needed in the aftermath of Hetzal, where his senses were all but fried from the grief and terror felt by those who had been all but dammed by the Nihil.

But none of them were there. Master Nib was with the Force and Bell was presumably on Coruscant or lost to the stars, the possibility of his death in the chaos following the Medical Wards violent detachment too high, one Burryaga didn’t want to entertain.

The drips grew louder, insistent Burryaga couldn’t even escape into his own memories.

The charcoal smudged across the paper didn't look right.

Burryaga scowled and blended it a bit more, the outlines of what was meant to be his late Master's face contorting into something near unrecognisable.

With a frustrated growl Burry neatly snapped his sketchbook shut and promptly thrust it onto the coffee table, freezing when it slid off and onto the floor with a solid thud. It echoed in the quiet of the late night, ringing louder than it actually would be in Burryaga’s ears. Grimacing, Burryaga gently pulled the book back with the Force, carefully watching the corridor for any sign of life.

None.

Burryaga couldn’t help the shuddering sigh of relief that escaped his lips, slumping back onto the couch with a quiet groan. Logically, he knew he could just crawl back into bed with Bell, feel the other Jedi’s heartbeat through his sleep clothes and his soft breathing, but- he just, couldn’t. It felt selfish, to risk waking Bell up when the human barely got any proper rest most nights. He didn’t want to deprive Bell of that one small luxury.

Even if Bell would be upset with him about it.

That nightmare had been clinging to his mind for nearly an hour, forcing him from his and Bell’s bed and out into the common room, the bright light of Kashyyyk’s moon filtering in from the windows. The chirping of nocturnal birds singing had been grounding, if faint, so different to that underwater cave that Burryaga had felt calmed by it, enough to try and draw Master Nib again.

Evidently, he still wasn’t balanced enough.

Even the open plan of the lounge felt too small, too claustrophobic for Burryaga, and staring around at the odd stillness of the apartment, Burryaga couldn’t breathe. A breeze ruffled his fur, and Burryaga couldn’t stand the quiet.

With a huff, Burryaga stood and quietly strode over to the wrap around balcony, the sudden cold a shock in comparison to the warmth of his and Bell’s bed.

The wind was cool as it rustled Burryaga’s fur, flowing gently in the late night breeze. Burryaga leaned his weight heavily against the wooden railing of the balcony. The surrounding tree’s were dotted with lights, easily giving away his fellow Wookiee’s who were still awake, late into the night. It was comforting, in a round-about way. Reminding Burryaga that he wasn’t alone, and he could see that he wasn’t alone.

Absorbed in his thoughts, too busy staring out into the distance, Burryaga didn’t hear the sound of soft footfalls until they were right behind him, lithe fingers burying themselves into his fur and gently running along his sides to clasp over his stomach. Burryaga flinched, but couldn’t help but melt into the delicate grasp of the human behind him.

Bell’s nose nudged the knobs of his spine as Bell pressed along his back, nuzzling into the fur like a tired youngling.

“…Shouldn’t you be in bed?”

Bell shrugged against him, and Burryaga could feel the heat from his body, still warm from sleep.

“You weren’t there.” Bell said simply, his voice a low croak, sleep still clinging to each syllable. “Nightmare?”

Bell’s voice was hushed in the late hour, softer and deeper with lingering sleep.

Burry brought one hand to clasp over Bell’s, feeling each delicate ligament and knuckle beneath his hand. “Something like that.”

Bell was a welcome sensation, his Force presense soft as it gently reached out to tangle with Burryaga’s, curious and worried. Something Burryaga had been hoping to avoid.

“Come back to bed Burry. It’s late and we do have a meeting with the council tomorrow.”

Burryaga closed his eyes and groaned softly. He’s forgotten about the meeting. Even on Kashyyyk, an ‘unofficial holiday’ following the mess Marchion Ro and Ghirra Starros had left behind. But they still had to check in with the council every other week.

(Burryaga was just grateful that none of them seemed to notice the large bite mark that peeked out from Bell’s collar. That wouldn’t be fun to explain. His fellow Wookiee’s knowing looks were already too much.)

Bell’s hand squeezed his own before gently slipping out from underneath, instead tugging on the limb with a gentle grip. Burryaga let himself be tugged away, trailing after Bell, letting his eyes linger on the bruises blooming along Bell’s shoulder, exposed from where Bell’s shirt had slipped from his shoulder.

(If Burryaga had been in a better mindset, he might’ve tugged Bell close and flush to his chest, and lost himself in the taste of Bell’s skin and the sensation of his touch.)

Not tonight though, all Burryaga wanted to do was hold him tight.

Their bedroom door opened, and that last little knot in his chest loosened completely. Bell let go, his eyes shining in the dim.

“After you.” He murmured.

The sheets were cool as Burryaga slipped back under them, Ember a soft glow in the corner of their bedroom. The bed beside him dipped slightly under Bell’s weight, the human not even arguing when Burryaga curled an arm around his waist and pulled him close, plastering him along his side.

Burryaga stared at the wooden ceiling above him, fingers absently trailing patterns along Bell’s hip as Bell settled on his side, his hand playing with Burryaga’s fur. A naked ankle hooked over Burryaga’s thigh as Bell exhaled softly, his head resting on Burryaga’s shoulder, the silk of his hair-wrap pleasant against his fur.

“Go to sleep Burry.”

Bell’s voice was a soft exhale, his eyelashes brushing his cheeks from where Burryaga could see them.

Bell shifted, soft lip pressing a feather-light kiss to the underside of his jaw before relaxing once more, a soft chuckle filling the air when Burryaga brought up the hand on his chest to press a kiss to the knuckles before placing the limb back on his chest.

Burry remained awake, long enough to feel Bell slump against him, awareness leaving and sleep taking root, his breathing soft and soothing in the dark. Sleep tugged his eyelids closed, and as the tug became stronger, all Burryaga could think was;

‘I wonder how opposed he would be to marrying me?’

[palepersonaturtle]

DWY timeline fix-it

Eps 3&4 were great imo. It was from ep5 that the plot got repetitive.

Some suggestions on what each episode should have entailed and how it should have ended,

Ep5- This epiosde should have ended with hongjo and shinyu performing the disaster nullification spell and his sudden love confession to hongjo in front of Jae Kyeong.

Ep6- They should have actually used the 100 days that DNS required to work for exploring both shinyu and hongjo's feelings for e/o with shinyu finally breaking up with nayeon since he has a clue now that his feelings might be real with a final favour for nayeon to keep their breakup a secret for the time being.

Ep7- Shinyu still in denial trying to control his growing feelings for hongjo and yet failing. Shinyu confronting nayeon on slapping hongjo and her being hongjo's bully. Shinyu and Hongjo going on a fake date to catch the stalker, apologizing to each other for their past mistakes and hongjo confronting Shinyu for being a coward.

Ep8- Shinyu in a Coma, the past life reveal, the confession on the bridge, him formally ending his engagement with nayeon by telling their families, nayeon stirring chaos, the beach scene where both hongjo and shinyu confess and start dating and the return of the bloody hand.

Ep 9 and 10 should have been what Ep 11 and 12 are with more info on the gardener's motives.

Ep 11- breakup

Ep 12 and 13- should have explored the past life in detail with their patch up at the end of ep13

Ep14, 15, 16- should have been hongjo and shinyu exposing tge gardener, hongjo casting the last spell on the gardener, shinyu giving the justice aengcho deserved by prosecuting the gardener, lots of fluff and a happily ever after. With an epilogue of aengcho and mujin discussing how the love spell works and mujin burrying the box so that they can meet in their next life.

[monkey-madness-by-rokkr]

Master post

Okay dunno how these are done, my first time 😅

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Asks are open!~

I am an open book, ask me what you will. There is very little I will hide :3

Shards of a Frozen Soul

"Will you be my Warrior?" Promises made, but will they be kept?

Historian and Archeologist of the Journey to the West Initiative, Dongzhi Soushirou, finds her Footnote in history far closer to home than expected. When an Old Threat with New Faces threatens Megaopolis, how can good prevail without a hero?

Speak no Evil, Do no Evil

Harry Potter x LEGO™��� Monkie Kid

How a punishment from the Celestial Court ended up in a new headache for the Jade Emperor

Lily and James were Sun Wu King and L Mihou with their memories sealed. When their child discovers the truth, she sets out on a quest to find her family!

Amount of Plot Outlined : 3 major parts planned out. Currently about half way through the first story arc

See no Evil, Hear no Evil

My Hero Academia x LEGO™️ Monkie Kid

What if Izuku is adopted by Macaque?

Princess Iron Fan being a very bored immortal that wants to screw over Heaven by making Earth prosper~

Many adoptions to cause chaos and prosperity~

Plot outlined : I’m not sure where I’m going with this one. I had a plan originally but it just fell through when writing. The chapters are actively fighting me

Sun Lilies and Moonstones

Harry Potter x Lego Monkie Kid

Assorted tales of Sun Lily and Jacque in their Hogwarts years

Cheeky Monkey

Harry Potter x Lego Monkie Kid

what if Lily and James actually looked for their kiddo and stayed together?

Aschente

Lego Monkey Kid

What if MK grew up around Anime and managed to emulate some of the abilities? If his first Memory was watching No Game No Life Zero... Will he follow Riku's path of self sacrifice? Or perhaps be the Hope his world needs to Keep Moving Forward.

Monkey See Monkey Do

Harry Potter x Lego Monkey Kid

Wracked by the guilt of what she forced upon Sun Wu Kong, Guanyin of the Wizarding World realm decided to send his latest reincarnation to the realm of another to help prevent her fellow Guanyin from making the same mistake.

Little HP sent to the Lego Monkie Kid verse as a baby monkey during the Journey to the West era. Makes ripples in both realities

Plot Progress : Chapter 1 written but working out an outline and wanting to write at least 3 chapters before posting this one

One Shots

I’ve got several one shots I’m juggling and musing. These will be rather long but consist of a stand alone story

None are post ready yet 😅

Shadow of the Plum Tree

Instead of stumbling into Megaopolis after hatching, MK finds himself at the grave of a particular Spirit unable to move on in any way. Macaque doesn’t get tortured by the Diyu in this one, he’s just unable to go far from where his corpse was burried without a living soul to latch onto

Effectively raises MK from the shadows

Shadow Plays

MK and Mei run a YouTube channel where they take old stage play and shadow play manuscripts to make animated videos of. MK’s favorite playwrite is Liu’er Miho. Little does he know the Shadow Play he goes to see with the gang is being performed by his favorite playwrite~

What is a fan to do?

“What Did I Say About Strays?”

MK has a real fondness for Stray animals. Using what food remains after his shifts to feed them behind the Shop. He already has a baby monkey and two kittens he adopted after a few… incidents…

Today felt like any other! Working the whole day, making sure the Child Services spies can tell he isn’t doing anything illegal for his age range. Helping Pigsy find ingredients without getting captured by the spooky spider lady again…

And then he finds a half dead monkey person in the trash behind the shop. Only barely stopping himself from chucking the trash bag in. Now… how long can one Teen keep hte8r papa pig from finding about the shadow? And why can’t the shadow leave MK’s side for long?

[munsonshire]

What if Vecna went after people who were virgins?

First off, this is gonna be based off my headcanon that Eddie is a virgin ofc. And if you ask, its from Teen Wolf

Fruity 4 panicking:

Nancy: I think I got it, the something that all the victims have in common

Robin: and what is it?

Nancy: They were all virgins

Eddie: holy shit im gonna die, IM TOO YOUNG FOR THIS, THIS IS NOT FAIR

Steve: Eddie whats wrong?

Eddie: you know who else is a virgin? Me, im a virgin and you know what, this means that my lack of sexual experience is now a threat to my life *screaming while also on the verge of tears*

Nancy: Eddie calm down

Eddie: No, I need to have sex like today, someone needs to have sex with me like today. Alright?

Nancy: seriously Eds its fine nothing is gonna happen

Robin: BUT HE HAS A POINT NANCY

Eddie: SOMEONE NEEDS TO SEX ME RIGHT NOW

Steve: *watching the chaos unfold* I can help with that

Eddie: WHAT?

Nancy: WHAT?

Robin: WHAT? YOU'VE HAD YOUR BI CRISIS NOW??? OF ALL TIMES, NOW???

Steve: *facepalms* meant it as a joke actually

Robin: What a time to joke Steve, Eddie and I are gonna doe and you're joking, IMMA DIE, Imma die because i've never been able to ask a pretty girl out because GIRLS. And now im gonna doe because im a coward, thats brilliant, by the way Vecna seems a little homophobic to me, just a little

Nancy: Robin stop, no one is gonna die, we will solve this and everything will be alright

There is a bit of silence

Eddie: Robin, if we die can we get burried together please? Like, two graves, one next to the other

Robin: *nearly crying* yes, I dont wanna be alone

*they hug while they cry*

Steve to Nancy: we gotta find a way to solve this, or else I can see Eddie already planning his funeral

Masterlist

[shegatsby]

The Last of Us

Warnings; Post apocalyptic world.

Words; 3.894K

A/N; Hello my lovely readers, hope you'll like this chapter, I'm so sorry if there are any typos because English isn't my first language. Smut will happen on the next chapter. xxx Love you!

TAG LIST IS OPEN!

Summary; Ever since childhood you had to survive, you were born before the disease so you kinda remembered what was it like, to have a hot shower, clean food etc. You didn’t know what happened to your parents because they were on a vacation and left you with your grandma who passed away during the chaos. You were 10 when it happened, a child who had to be a woman over night. What happens when you are a brink from killing yourself and find purpose again?

Chapter Six – Unsaid Feelings

It was a windy morning with dark clouds, as if the universe was dramatic enough to set the scene, Henry and Sam were dead and that was it. This world didn’t have a room for emotional release, you just had to keep going but the practical man Joel Miller came up to her and said something which surprised her, ‘’We should burry them.’’ Ellie was in an another room, but Y/N was sure that she was listening to them, Joel wasn’t a man of sharing his feelings or wasting time but there was a shift in him which Y/N couldn’t put a finger on. Y/N helped him bury their dead that morning, yes she got tired before the long road ahead of them but it had to be done. When they were done Ellie showed up to put the small device which Sam was communicating through on his grave. Y/N approached to see what she wrote and it said ‘’I’m sorry.’’ Which broke Y/N’s heart, Ellie was a 14 years old child, she should be at school or hanging out with her friends instead of experiencing death again and again. After that morning none of them uttered a word of either Sam or Henry, however their deaths weight on them.

It had been three months and in those months a lot of things have happened, they had to pick up winter clothes because of the change of season, the more they kept walking the more they were surrounded by forest which was a good thing because the infected were nowhere to be found but that didn’t mean that they were safe, people were a lot worse than the infected. Every morning Y/N gathered snow to melt on the fire and made them wash their faces, Joel and Ellie didn’t complain, after that they would walk for miles, sometimes Ellie would ask questions about how things used to be back in the day and Joel was happy to explain, Y/N could see that over time he got close to Ellie. When she looked from outside perspective they looked like father and daughter and the hard thing was that she didn’t know where to put herself in this new found family. Joel was really good at hunting, thanks to him they had meat every night, Y/N made sure to say thank you every night which didn’t go unnoticed by him, Joel was still surprise to see her so naïve and gentle. Back in Kansas City she didn’t hesitate to shoot someone to save him, she didn’t question him when he said that they should bury Sam and Henry, she was so strange sometimes and it puzzled his emotions. She was  quick to accept his rules, Joel was hunting and leading, Y/N was gathering things like wood to make fire, berries etc. and she was so skilled at taking care of Ellie that Joel often found himself watching them interact. In her backpack she had a lot of things and Joel watched her brush Ellie’s hair every morning, she had nail clipper, tooth paste and tooth brush for everybody, she said that she picked those things for them when they were at Frank and Bill’s place. These things would have never came to his mind to pick because they seemed unnecessary to him, hell she even had toilet papers and magazines just in case. He liked those details though, of course he would never admit that he liked how attentive she was with them but it was entertaining to watch.

They were lost for sure and Joel was getting impatient to find his brother Tommy, when they saw a small cabin with smoke coming from its chimney Joel turned to them, ‘’They might be armed so I’ll go in first and see, later I’ll whistle and you’ll come. Understood?’’ Ellie and Y/N nodded and watched him leave, he first checked the windows  but the curtains made it hard to see who was inside, and then he opened the wooden door and walked in, didn’t forget to leave the door open for them. After what seemed like a minute they heard the whistle, ‘’Get your gun out.’’ Y/N said to Ellie and together they approached to the cabin and what they found was a relief. There was an old lady who seemed nice, Y/N closed the door behind her, it was warm inside and well furnished, for a second she thought how would it be to live in a two store cabin like this with Joel and Ellie, always warm and relaxed. It was heart breaking to dream of things you cannot obtain.

‘’My husband will arrive soon, so sit and I’ll make you soup.’’ The old lady said, her weight made it hard for her to walk but she managed. Y/N gave a questioning look to Joel and he understood, ‘’We’re travelling and got lost,’’ he showed the map to the woman and asked few questions, she answered them without a beat which made Y/N think she was telling the truth. When the soup was done they sat on the table, ‘’Thank you ma’am,’’ Y/N said, she never underestimated the hospitality, it was rare these days, ‘’Ellie say thank you.’’ She whispered. ‘’Thank you.’’ She said shortly and together they ate, there was even salad on the table. After that Joel told them to go upstairs and wait for the old lady’s husband. After a while and old man showed up, his face was hard to read but it was obvious that they were older than Joel, ‘’Who the hell are you?’’ he said to Joel. ‘’Just someone passin’ through.’’ He replied holding his gun at him. Ellie and Y/N were watching from a corner, ‘’Why didn’t you shoot him?’’ the old man asked his wife with disdain. ‘’The gun is all the way over there.’’ Her response almost made Y/N laugh, she was a sweet lady and Y/N was sure that she would have never shoot them especially after seeing that they have a kid with them. ‘’He didn’t hurt me by the way.’’ Her sarcastic response put a smile to her and Ellie’s face. ‘’Yeah I got eyes.’’ The old man clapped back, Y/N wondered how would it be to grow old with someone, experiencing life’s burdens with them and having kids.. today she was dreaming a lot. It wasn’t good. ‘’You made him soup?’’ the man asked and rolled his eyes at his wife’s generosity. ‘’Yeah, I did. It’s cold out.’’

‘’I’m lookin’ for my brother.’’ Joel cut in, impatient. ‘’Well,  I ain’t seen him.’’ The old man replied shortly, clearly he didn’t care. ‘’I haven’t told you what he looks like.’’ He answered, ‘’He looks anything like you?’’ the man asked, ‘’A bit.’’ Joel still didn’t lower his gun. ‘’Then I ain’t seen him.’’ That was his answer.

‘’He’s got his wife and kid with him.’’ The old lady said which made Joel look at the old lady in shock, well, they didn’t explain who they were when they barged into their house so it was normal for her to assume, for a second he felt a warm feeling in his chest, like drinking hot coco and watching the snow from the window with family. Y/N as also startled too because she could hear their conversation clearly and the fact that he didn’t correct the old lady made her feel a way which she couldn’t explain and the little devil Ellie took advantage of her shock, ‘’Can we come down?’’ she heard her ask Joel, ‘’No, Ellie!’’ it was too late, Ellie held her hand and pulled Y/N, she just had to follow. Together they went downstairs, ‘’What did I just say?’’ Joel was in grumpy mood, Ellie was holding her gun at the old man, ‘’Come on, they’re like a thousand!’’ Ellie said dismissively. ‘’Who is this little psycho?’’ the man seized you up, ‘’Nice family.’’ He said sarcastically, ‘’Never mind them. I need you to tell us where we are.’’ Joel showed the map to the man, ‘’If you got a map, why you lost?’’ he questioned, ‘’Must have missed all the street signs in the enormous fucking forest.’’ Ellie snapped back quickly before Y/N  could shut her up, she was a lot more braver than Y/N or… stupid.

‘’Ho-ly.’’ The man and woman started to laugh together, ‘’We’re somewhere here. Exactly where?’’ Joel painted at the map for the man to see, ‘’And your answer better be the same as your wife’s.’’ of course he was threatening but Y/N knew he wouldn’t hurt these people… or would he? Back at the Boston QZ there were rumors about him and what he is capable of.

‘’Did you tell him the truth?’’ the old man asked his wife, ‘’Yeah.’’

‘’Are you tellin’ me the truth?’’ he asked again, ‘’Yeah.’’

The man reluctantly pointed a place at the map, it seemed like Joel trusted them enough to put his gun away, ‘’Well, you found a great place to hide, I guess.’’ The way he spoke and sat on the green couch seemed almost defeated. It broke her heart. ‘’Hide?’’ the man asked confused, ‘’Came here before you were born sonny.’’ The man replied, Ellie sat next to Joel, Y/N sat on Joel’s left side, she did something she never thought she would, she touched his hand gently, which made him look up at her, ‘’We’ll manage.’’ She said quietly.

‘’We came here to get the hell away from everybody.’’ The man explained, ‘’I didn’t want to.’’ The lady replied sadly. ‘’Listen, I didn’t mean to upset you about your brother, but if you’ve come this far.. then you know what’s out there. You seen Cody?’’

‘’Yeah, got close enough. Its crawling with infected.’’ Y/N spoke, it was a miracle they got out of there without the infected hearing them. ‘’Laramie, and Wind River Reservation, anywhere people used to be, you can’t go there no more.’’ The man explained with much softer tone, ‘’So you haven’t heard the name Tommy?’’ the thing about Joel was that he was persistent and Y/N’s hand was still holding his, he didn’t protest, her hand was warm and small in his. ‘’Nope.’’

‘’What about the FireFlies?’’ Ellie asked, ‘’We get those in the summer.’’ The lady said seriously, which was obvious that they didn’t know anything about FEDRA or FireFly,  ‘’Not the bugs, the people.’’ Ellie said rather harshly, ‘’There are firefly people?’’ the lady asked confused, and then the couple laughed again. The man gave them directions and warned them about the river of death, he said there were bodies there both infected and normal people’s dead bodies. Before they left Y/N didn’t forget to thank them for everything and she closed the door behind her, watched Ellie steal two rabbits from them, ‘’Ellie!’’ she warned, ‘’put that back.’’ Joel said he was walking ahead of them, he stopped to hold the wooden log which was in front of him to catch a breath, or so she thought. When she came close it was obvious that something was wrong, ‘’Joel? Joel?’’ she said but obviously he had some trouble. ‘’Ellie stay back.’’ She announced and made him look at her, she held his hands, ‘’Deep breaths with me come on, you can do it.’’ Ellie didn’t understand what was going on but Y/N knew that Joel was having some kind of a panic attack. His chocolate eyes focused on her, doing what she told him helped him to breathe again. And they didn’t talk about his attack that day, or the way the old couple assumed that they were a family. Snow was everywhere and the more they walked the more it was getting hard to breath, she didn’t complain though, there were a lot of messed up places to be right now but the walk was somewhat peaceful. ‘’How old are you Y/N?’’ Ellie asked,  ‘’30, why?’’

‘’What about you Joel?’’ she didn’t answer Y/N’s question, ‘’56, what’s your point?’’

‘’Wow, the age gap!’’ she sarcastically joked, Y/N and Joel were lucky enough to blame the blush on their cheeks on the winter breeze. ‘’Just thinking of what that old lady said.’’ Ellie finally spoke what she meant, ‘’Let people assume whatever they want. It’s easy that way.’’ Y/N was quick to respond, Joel didn’t make any comments.

It was getting late so they set up a camp in a cave, Y/N gathered wood to start the fire, she used to camp with her parents any chance they got so she knew what kind of berries to eat and avoid or how to start a fire. Joel took the rabbits that Ellie stole and skinned them, while he was busy she kept herself busy too. Organized her backpack and Ellie’s, it was a beautiful night, one could see the green northern lights, it was mesmerizing, Joel whistled for Ellie to come down, it was calm, they could hear the owls. Joel was drinking from his flask, Y/N was standing a few feet away from them still watching the lights, ‘’Can I have some? Just to warm up.’’ She could hear Ellie say and she immediately turned to see Joel handing the flask to her, ‘’Absolutely not Ellie!’’ her gaze made Joel pull his hand back, ‘’You’ll drink when you’re old enough.’’ Her authoritarian voice amused him, she had such a mom energy that made him feel warm inside, maybe it was the booze. Unfortunately Joel and Sarah’s mother were divorced and she was too troubled to take care of Sarah so she removed herself from them and Joel couldn’t bring himself to remarry and have Sarah a stepmom, well, back then he kept himself busy with work and never dated, things were moving smoothly with work, Sarah and Tommy but every once in a while he caught himself imagining a family life just like everyone had. It wouldn’t hurt to come home to a loving wife after a long day at work, to have family dinners and holidays together… he was yearning something he didn’t get to have when the world was normal but recently he kept having these daydreams, he felt like a pervert with sick fantasies but the things he daydreamed about were so simple which involved Y/N….

He came back to the reality with a question from Y/N, it seemed Ellie and Y/N were talking about what they were going to do after the Fireflies take her blood and make a cure, Ellie said she would like to go to the moon, ‘’What would you like to do Joel?’’ Y/N asked with a low tone, eyes dove, ‘’Its never been an option.. ‘’ he cleared his throat, he forced himself to look away from her because he was afraid he would utter the things he thought about her, ‘’Maybe.. and old farmhouse, some land.. a ranch.’’ He replied, ‘’Seems like an old person’s dream. What kind?’’ Ellie didn’t forget to give him hard time, ‘’Sheep. I would raise sheep. They’re quiet.. do what they told.’’ This tone was directed at Ellie, Y/N giggled and Joel hid his smile. ‘’What about you Y/N?’’ Ellie asked, ‘’I love gardening, not just flowers like vegetables and fruit. I know a lot about it so that’s what I would do.’’ She answered shortly, ‘’You two are such alike. You know what you should go to his ranch and live together,  It would be romantic. I’ll come visit from the moon.’’

Joel and Y/N just looked at each other, neither of them could say anything, ‘’Its late.’’ Joel said changing the subject, ‘’I’ll take the first watch.’’ Y/N announced and stood up. She gave a forehead kiss to Ellie before she walked away and took Joel’s rifle, it was a habit of hers. Every night she gave Ellie a goodnight kiss and never forget to tuck her in, Ellie didn’t complain.

Throughout the night Y/N didn’t want to wake him up because he seemed tired so she switched with Ellie, it was about time to give her responsibility, of course under Y/N’s watch. Well, she knew Joel would be grumpy and angry about it but Y/N wanted him to be well rested. ‘’I’m responsible for both of you, okay?!’’ he said seriously, ‘’We’ll wake you up next time, come on,’’ Y/N gave him a cup of water to refresh, ‘’be quick.’’ There she was again, with her small details and taking care of them. Joel could feel a certain tightness in his jeans, she was attractive and loving. It had been a while since he tasted such warmth… he shook his head to regain conscious.

It was snowing when they passed a bridge, under it the river was frozen, she hoped that it wasn’t the river of death, but so far so good, no one was around. As usual their walk was quiet, ‘’What can you grow during winter?’’ Ellie asked Y/N, ‘’Kale, spinach, collard, broccoli, Brussels sprouts, kohlrabi, and leeks. Not to brag but I’m a good cook.’’ They were walking side by side, Joel was ahead but listening to their conversation, ‘’Sorry but I didn’t understand half of what you fucking said.’’ Ellie replied, ‘’Well, come visit our ranch I’ll cook for you.’’ Y/N said without knowing the fact that Joel was eavesdropping, the thought of living together made him smile, thankfully no one could see it. On their way they saw a dam, which made her wonder if there were people living by cause it seemed working.

‘’Wow, look at that river its crazy blue.’’ Ellie announced, she was right. Joel and Y/N were walking side by side and Ellie following behind, ‘’Hey guys, what if this is the river of death?’’ her question made Joel stop and look at the map which was in his pocket. She came close to look, Ellie’s suspicions came true because soon enough they were surrounded by people on horses, they had cowboy hats and covered the half of their faces with clothes, not to mention that they were armed. Joel held Ellie’s hand instinctively and so did Y/N, but they couldn’t escape, they were surrounded. ‘’Get behind us!’’ Y/N said to Ellie, hands raised, ‘’We ain’t lookin’ for any trouble.We’re just passin’ through.’’ He announced, ‘’Drop the gun.’’ A man in the middle said, he seemed like was the leader of his group, Joel dropped his rifle unwillingly, Y/N’s gun was inside her pocket which no one could see, if there was any trouble she had to be quick to shoot, Ellie had to take few steps back, it was the man’s orders. ‘’You been near infected?’’ he asked directly at Joel, ‘’There’s no infected out here.’’

‘’The hell there ain’t.’’ he didn’t seem to be convinced, the group had a dog with them, ‘’If you’ve been infected, the dog will smell it and he’ll rip you up.’’

Y/N could feel her heart go ice, Ellie was immune but they didn’t know if she had the virus in her, this was bad, really bad. Joel and Y/N looked at each other, ‘’Its okay.’’ She whispered when she saw how scared he was. This was the first time she was him scared, the man faced dozens of evil people and infected but didn’t show any sign of anxiety but right now he felt like he couldn’t breathe.

The dog smelled them first and they were clean and the man who was holding the dog walked to Ellie, Y/N closed her eyes and wished, wished that they would survive this.

She could hear her heart beating in her ears, the pressure almost made her pass out but when Ellie’s giggles were heard she sighed deeply, Joel was relieved too. When they turned to look Ellie was petting the dog and the dog was happy to receive the pets, wiggling his tail. ‘’What are you doing out here?’’ the man asked, the group still had their guns pointed at them, ‘’I’m just lookin’ for my brother.’’ A woman who was behind that man approached, she looked confident on her horse, ‘’What’s your name?’’ she demanded, ‘’Joel.’’ He replied. And that was it they didn’t exchange any more words, the group gave them two horses, Y/N was riding alone and Ellie was with Joel. They followed the group which let them to a town. The big wooden walls opened for them to enter, Y/N was shocked to see civilization again, she only knew FEDRA and what it capable of, this place was just like before the outbreak. Even though Y/N didn’t know anything about these people there was a sense of community here, she felt welcomed. ‘’Tommy!’’ she heard Joel scream and saw a man running to him, two brothers uniting again was a rare experience in this world, there were no planes, no buses and let’s not forget to mention the infected, despite all the odds Joel managed to find his brother and also kept them safe, he was persistent just like he mentioned back at Kansas City. A man of his word.

Tommy escorted them to a canteen, it was warm inside and yellow lights, the smell of delicious food, this was heaven. They were served like kings and queens. Ellie was eating without breathing, Y/N was more careful, she was still observing, when she realized that Tommy is watching them she kindly smiled. They weren’t alone though, the woman who was with the group was sitting next to Tommy. They seemed close, ‘’There is more if you need it.’’ The woman said to Ellie, ‘’Thank you ma’am. It’s been a while since we had a proper meal.’’ Seeing Joel trying to be kind was hilarious to Y/N, she nodded when he looked at her, ‘’Actually,  I don’t think I’ve have had a proper meal, this is fucking amazing.’’

Joel and Y/N at the same time with the same rhythm warned Ellie, which made Tommy smile, ‘’Let’s mind our manners.’’

Ellie was right, the food was fucking amazing, and it had been months since they had warm meal. After few discussions they learned that the woman’s name was Maria and they were married. Y/N noticed the golden rings but didn’t want to assume anything, however Joel seemed lost for words when he learned the news, ‘’Oh shit, congrats.’’ Ellie said, she genuinely seemed happy for them, ‘’Congratulations!’’ Y/N was also happy for them even though she didn’t know them. They seemd happily married and most people didn’t get to experience that, still, Joel was silent and looking at Tommy with a shocked expression, ‘’Joel, say congrats.’’ Ellie whispered, ‘’Congrats.’’ He shortly replied. He didn’t sound happy. Tommy, in order to change the subject spoke, ‘’Maybe I should congratulate you too.’’ He gestured to Ellie and Y/N.

Immediately her cheeks got heated, this was the third time people thought that they were a family. Joel liked the warm fuzzy feeling of being a part of a family even though his face didn’t show it. Y/N cleared her throat but none of them said anything against it. Ellie was occupied with eating that she probably didn’t hear them, Joel and Y/N exchanged looks, she didn’t know what he was thinking but the fact that he didn’t correct Tommy made her feel like she belonged to something or rather someone… ‘’How ‘bout a tour?’’ Tommy was good at changing the topic.

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[f1-disaster-bi]

you can’t just say that and not give us the drabble

Well you can stop waiting 👀

Eloise sighed, looking away from the screen in front here and back at the colouring book her Daddy had given her on the plane.

Normally races were fun. Eloise got to see some of her bonus uncles as her Daddy called them, and sometimes Sebastian brough Em and Mathilda so she couldn't play with them. Except this race was boring, and there was no one to play with. All her uncles were racing and so were her Daddy and Papa.

"Okay little trouble?", Jon asked, bending down to check on her and adjust her ear protectors.

"I'm six now, I can do it", Eloise pouted, sticking her tongue out at Jon before going back to colouring, "Don't like this track"

"Me either, Els", Jon hummed before turning his attention back to the screens where the camera was following her Papa.

This track made Eloise feel a little weird, like there were ants all over her skin making it itchy. She didn't want to look at the screens, her eyes keeping focused on the page, ignoring the talking. She knew that her Daddy and Papa had been upset this weekend, and maybe a nice picture could make them smile.

Another few laps passed and Eloise was starting to shift. She wanted her Daddy and Papa. She wanted to go home. Her hand reached out for her bag on the chair next to her, searching for her koala and when she grabbed it, her fingers squeezed it so hard.

"Uncle Jon...", Eloise caused, biting at her lip which Papa always said reminded him of Daddy, "Uncle Jon!"

Jon turned to look at her, getting ready to bend down or pick her up but then the garage erupted into chaos and Jon was saying words that her Daddy had told her were big girl bad words.

"Don't look, look at me Eloise, don't look", Jon said, stepping between her and the televisions but it was too late.

On the screen her Daddy's car was in pieces in the middle of the track and his helmet was still in the car when someone else hit the side of it and made it hit the wall.

And Eloise was screaming as Jon tried to hug her. Everything inside her hurt as she cried, pushing against Jon, telling him she needed to go to her Daddy. Her brain knowing enough to know that her Daddy was hurt because he hadn't gotten out of the car. He always got out of the car.

"It's okay, Eloise he'll be okay", Jon was talking but Eloise was clutching her koala close, face burried in it as she asked for her Daddy.

She didn't know how long she sat there, curled up against Jon's chest but it felt like forever before her Papa was there. His hand's softly taking her face in them and wiping away her tears before she threw herself at him. Her body shaking as she sobbed.

"I've got you sweetheart. Papa's got you, Daddy's gonna be okay. He's going to see a doctor and maybe if he's good he'll get a lolly pop and sticker like you did when you were sick", her Papa soothed, kissing her forehead like he did when she was sick or had nightmares.

But this time she didn't believe him because he was crying too.