#they realize they gotta go after the guy who made the poison

[abyssal-ilk]

thinking about it, with the crow's bolt being poisoned, i wonder how ghilan'nain and elgar'nan treat her for it- if they ever did. it's not like either of them would know current day poisons, especially if it's something viago whipped up. do you think they just. crossed their fingers and hoped the blight took care of it. or once they realized they couldn't cure it they tried to hunt down viago for a cure.

Since you asked, I saved minrathous and it was also a ballista. Enchanted with frost if I recall correctly but my memory is Very Bad.

oo, thank you for telling me!! i'm not sure if the crows did anything to the bolt used on ghilan'nain (maybe poisoned? since well. viago.) if you save treviso, but the frost enchantment is a cool little detail!

[wsknbfanaccnt]

I’m so glad I found you cuz my obsession with knb suddenly decided to come back😭 anyway can you please do how they act seeing someone hurts their s/o please and thank youuu🫶🏻🫶🏻

YESSS omfg im actually the same way, my obsession came back recently LMFAO

thats how it is with our lil hyperfixations ugh which is why im writing a lot (especially abt Akashi<3)

anyways I LOVE THIS REQUEST okay i cant wait I LOVE WRITING THIS KIND OF TROPE AAAAAAAAAAA

and i realized i havent written scenarios in so long dayum

thank you for requesting!! i hope you enjoy it and feel free to request more <333

Someone hurts their s/o

TW!: violence, abusive ex, strangulation

You stayed behind in class for a while after school, talking to your teacher about a few questions you had in class. As a result, your beautiful boy went off to practice by himself and you two agreed to meet at the gym. Little did you know, your abusive ex was waiting right in the halls by the gymnasium. As you made your way there, he jumped out in front of you with a smirk.

"Hey there, (y/n)." Immediately you stepped back, fear overcoming you.

"H-Hi... what are you doing here..?" you asked quietly, trying to find a way to call out to your boyfriend.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm here to take you back. I miss you," he hissed, his voice dipped in poisoned honey.

"Um- I have a boyfriend now... sorry, I gotta go-" you said quickly, hoping to just shove him away and go to the comfort of your boyfriend's arms. But he wouldn't have that. As you started to walk he grabbed your wrist and pulled you to him, taking a fistful of your hair and slamming you onto the wall. You cried out loudly in pain.

Inside the loud gymnasium, where no one else would’ve heard, your boyfriend caught the sound of your voice.

Your ex grabbed your throat and pinned you to the wall, cutting off your air. You tried to pull his hands off of your neck but you were losing oxygen quickly, and you could feel yourself getting weaker by the second.

"I don't care... you're mine. And I can make you mine again."

"Please let go of my girlfriend." a voice suddenly echoed, making the guy jolt. He took your hand off of your neck in surprise, you dropping to the ground as you coughed and gasped for air.

"Who was that?!" He looked around, ready to fight. But there was no one there. Kuroko had already rushed to you, taking your hands in his with worry in his eyes.

"Oh no (y/n)... are you okay?" Kuroko asked with worry in his eyes, gently wiping off the blood on your forehead. Amidst your coughing you managed to croak out a weak "yes", trying to catch your breath. When your ex finally noticed you and Kuroko on the ground, he growled in annoyance.

"Hey! You're interrupting something here!"

"Please leave us alone. You've already hurt her enough." Kuroko hissed. Slowly you lifted your head, catching the expression on his face.

You've never see him so angry.

Even your ex noticed this, the rage that was emitting from the blue-haired teen.

"Jesus- I was just playing around...." he brushed it off, stepping back from the scene and leaving in a rush. Kuroko took a deep breath, shaking his head.

"You need to get to the infirmary (y/n)... can you walk?" he asked softly, putting aside the hair that blocked your eye.

"I-I think so..."

"Then let's go," he said with determination, standing up and reaching a hand to you to help you stand.

"Thank you Kuroko-kun..."

"Of course, (y/n)-chan. I'll always be here to protect you."

"Kuroko-kun?"

"Hm?"

"Why did you show up here alone? I know you know that you couldn't have handled him by yourself..."

"Yes I know... Have you seen these guns?" he gestured to his bicep. You chuckled softly, the two of you making your way to the infirmary.

"You dare lay a hand on my woman?" Akashi seethed. From the looks of it he could almost shoot lasers out of his heterochromatic eyes, approaching the two of you.

"S-Sei..." you croaked out, tears welling up in your eyes as you tried to stay conscious. From his mere voice your ex jolted, turning his head to look at Akashi. Pure bloodlust was radiating from him, and it didn't take longer for the man to release his grip on you.

"Shit- fine! Just- get away from me!" your ex panicked, feeling as if he was about to get eaten by a lion any second. He then ran off, leaving you on the ground.

"(Y/N)...!" Seijuro quickly lifted you into his arms, holding you protectively as he checked on you. You were coughing and wheezing, trying to get as much oxygen back as possible as you held your neck in pain.

"Shh... breathe, my love. Slowly now, deep breaths," he guided you as you calmed down, and eventually you were breathing normally again.

"I should have gotten here sooner... I apologize, my love. I will never allow that to happen again." He said, determined. Akashi stood up with you in his arms, making his way to the infirmary.

"Thank you for saving me Sei..." you croaked shyly, your voice hoarse.

"Do not strain yourself, my love. I will keep you safe."

"What about practice...?"

"Nonsense. You are my priority."

Bonus:

The next morning you saw on the news that a man who was an abuser was taken to jail the previous night. When you saw Akashi at school, you decided to approach him about it.

"Hey, Sei... about my ex..."

"Not to worry, my love. Shall we go to class?" he said rather cheerfully, clearly trying to change the subject.

"Oi!!" Midorima hissed at him, gripping the lucky item in his hand; a glass paperweight.

"Seriously? This guy is your boyfriend? What a dork. What do you even have in your hand?" he laughed, looking between the two of you.

"Let her go, nanodayo."

"Hmm... how about no?" your ex teased, squeezing your neck even tighter. Before he could do anything else, the glass paperweight was thrown at his head. It shattered into pieces as it came in contact, letting you go as you fell to the floor.

Midorima was quick, though, and he caught you just before your head hit the ground. You held your neck in pain, coughing and gagging as you regained your breath. He gently moved your hand aside to inspect your neck, which had black and blue bruises already forming.

"Tsk... (your zodiac sign) came in last today, nanodayo. I only left you for a second and-" he was cut off by you, throwing your arms around him as tightly as you could. Midorima pursed his lips, holding you gently but protectively. A chill ran down his spine, realizing you were shaking.

"That was so scary.." you muttered quietly, hiding your face in his neck. He might not be good at comforting you verbally, but he knew what else he could do. He hugged you tighter, a hand behind your head and stroking your hair gently.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, Midorima letting you calm down in his arms. If there was anything that helped you settle, it was him.

Bonus:

Eventually you calmed down, taking a deep breath as you lifted your head up. The first thing that you saw was Midorima's emerald eyes looking at you with worry. The second thing was your ex, unconscious on the floor.

"Um... what are we gonna do about him?"

"I've been trying to find a solution for that this whole time, nanodayo."

"What the fuck are you doing to my girlfriend, asshole!?" immediately Aomine ran in for a punch, his knuckles landing on your ex's cheek. He cried out in pain, letting you go to get ready for the fight. You fell to your knees, coughing and whimpering in pain.

"You wanna fight, huh? I'll fight you." your ex threatened, cracking his knuckles. But before he could do anything else Aomine landed another punch on him, this time landing on his jaw. With a spin he dropped down to the floor, unmoving.

"You'll pay for that..." he clicked his tongue, rushing to you.

"Oh shit- oh fuck! Hey- breathe!!" Aomine panicked as he saw you, on your fours and wheezing from your injury.

"Come here, just uh- sit down and relax for a bit. That should help, right??" he said, pulling you to him. You sat between his legs, leaning against him as he supported you with his arms. You gasped for air, struggling to catch your breath and fill your lungs.

"Hey just- relax, okay? I got you- I'm here..." Aomine whispered in your ear as an attempt to calm you down and make you better. But uncontrollable tears started to stream down your face, hiding yourself in Aomine's chest. A sharp pang of pain shot through him as he saw you in such a state, hating every moment of it.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry... I'm here with you now, okay? I'll make that fucker pay for what he did to you..." he hissed, hugging you as if shielding you from the world.

"I-I thought I w-was gonna die...! I a-almost blacked out- and... and I couldn't do anything...! I c-couldn't call you...!"

"But you didn't, (y/n). You're here, you're safe. You're alive, and you're with me. You're okay.." he sighed, hugging you tightly. He stood up, carrying you in his arms bridal style.

"Cmon... let's just go home." you agreed for once and nodded, wanting nothing but his presence right now.

"Hey! Get your hands off my girl ssu!!" he shouted at the man, who turned to him and smirked.

"Oho? You managed to score a fucking model?" he turned back to you, laughing a bit as he squeezed your neck even harder. You clawed at his hand and arm, trying to get his grip off of you. But very soon your vision started to obscure and you started to see black.

"That's unfortunate, hmm?" he cooed, watching as you went limp, your hands falling to your side. Kise widened his eyes, rushing to the man and swinging a punch at him. But he dodged it, releasing his grip on you as you fell to the floor.

"You think you can hurt her and get away with it?!" he snarled. Kise grabbed his shirt and punched him hard in the gut and then in the face, with a speed that even your ex couldn't register. The blonde rushed to your side, picking you up gently and holding you.

"H-Hey- (y/n)...! Wake up ssu...!" he panicked, feeling tears welling up in his eyes. Kise put a finger under your nose, a wave of relief washing over him as he felt your breathing. Out of nowhere, Kasamatsu came into the scene, yelling at the blonde.

"Where the hell have you been?! Practice started 10 minutes ago!! What the hell is-" but he was silenced as he saw the scene.

"I'm not going to practice today, Kasamatsu-senpai."

"Then what the fuck are you still doing here?? Go to the infirmary!!" he hissed, pointing at the direction of where you were supposed to go. Kise nodded and carried you, rushing to the nurse's office with you in his arms.

"Hey... that's my (y/n)!!" the purple haired giant hissed, approaching the two of you as he growled in anger.

"A-Atsushi..." you gasped, trying to loosen your ex's grip off of your neck. But your ex in suddenly let go of you, cowering in fear of the mere height of your boyfriend.

"Never touch my (y/n) again!!" he bellowed, his anger echoing through the halls. Your ex cried out in fear, immediately running away from you two.

You sat up and leaned against the wall, catching your breath and holding your neck in pain.

"(Y/N)...!" your boyfriend pouted, kneeling down and pulling you into his arms suddenly, hugging you tightly from behind.

"S-Sushi..." you chuckled slightly, but whimpering in pain. Your voice was hoarse, and it hurt to talk.

"(Y/N)... that was so scary... you're so fragile..." Murasakibara pouted, ruffling your hair and resting his chin on the top of your head. You pursed your lips, snuggling against your giant's hold.

"It's okay (y/n)... I made the bad guy go away. You're okay now.." he said quite childishly, hugging you tighter. You appreciated it nonetheless, smiling softly as you hid yourself within Murasakibara's arms.

[weebsinstash]

In case it wasn't obvious by my complete LACK of screaming, I actually wound up hanging out with family and walking away from the TV before fully completing Hazbin's fourth episode, AKA The One I Know Is Gonna Drive Me Wild 😩❤️ so speaking of poison, time to get drunk again and finish that last episode!

I really gotta say though, as someone who has been chatting with a few other people... laughing howling barking at the amount of people straight up, "yeah Valentino is sexy but now that we know more about him, VOX THOUGH" like the amount of autistic girl pussy this man could pull is WILD

in episode two during the scene introducing VoxTech they make it VERY clear that Vox also straight up has fucking hypnosis powers??? It's when his left eye gets all... woobly? And then when Vox was calming down Val, that same effect was used TWICE, so, lowkey implying Vox tries to "lull" Valentino into a calmer state

"What are you doing, Val"

"You're not going over there."

Also the delivery on that line was hot 😩 imagine Vox saying something to you like "don't leave the studio :)" and he can tell you're not gonna listen to him or you're only half listening and he just repeats himself like THIS, the register of his voice lowers firmly, "You're NOT leaving the studio" and suddenly your head feels kinda fuzzy as he starts telling you all the different reasons it's too crazy outside for you to leave his sight... yeah... guess he's right... better... trust him...

Vox is composed, calculating, cunning, he's the SALESMAN, the sweet-talker, the schemer. Val's yelling and screaming that you ran off and aren't answering his calls and being manic, throwing things, tearing people apart, and meanwhile here's Vox, "calm down Valentino I can just activate the tracker I put on the phone I gave them :)"

remember in the past where I talked about Val getting Reader their first phone down in Hell. I can still see that because Val is fawning over you so much he gives you a phone so he can contact you whenever he wants, like LMAO imagine Val calling texting calling texting and everyone's watching him go fucking crazy "WHY AREN'T THEY RESPONDING fucking BITCH" and here's Angel "Boss they dont even have a phone???? Whose number are you even calling????", BUT I also see Vox doing this because he's the actual one who can do some shit like "oh yeah here's just a little something I threw together, it's the new VPhone 27, it's whatever" and later you find out he gave you the equivalent of like a $3000 iPhone and it has like special features on it that he very clearly put on there just for you but you have no frame of reference so you don't even realize how nice your phone is until someone else comments on it

Also. Valentino snatching Reader's phone and chucking it and completely shattering it and it sends you into a rage, "THAT WAS A GIFT FROM VOX YOU TEMPERAMENTAL PRICK!" and Vox returns from the bathroom or some shit to you yelling and screaming at each other, "You're lucky I don't put something in that smart mouth of yours to teach you some respect you ungrateful whore!!" "well YOU'RE LUCKY I don't sit on your face until you fucking suffocate and die a second time!!" and Vox feels himself getting kinda. Hot watching you two go back and forth, "I should fuckin tie you up until you're begging for me to stop whipping that fat ass of yours RAW!" "Cocky stuck up men like you always cry and whimper the loudest when they get restrained and FUCKED UP THE ASS"

Vox just in shock as you're able to TEAR INTO THIS MAN and walk away completely unscathed, all you guys really do is scream at each other and then 20 minutes later after you've walked away, always YOU to disengage or else he'll just keep going, Val's texting you shortly thereafter, "heeeeeeey baaaaabe, come back 🥺 I miss you ❤️" and then the second you fall for it and come back, "took you long enough, fucking brat" and you're getting pulled into his lap to forcibly cuddle him and be made to brush his chest fur while he makes calls for drug deals and shit

[midnight1nk]

So, this week's episode...

[Spoilers below cut]

oh my spaghetti gods.... they actually made the episode

Ha ha, I love that for them honestly. I figured that the Team would put out one of these after WOTFI, it would be either a regular silly episode, a "Mario Reacts", or a Remaster.

...OMG I haven't clicked on the episode and I just realized something: you know how at the end of WOTFI, Four proposed the idea of taking some of the abandoned stuff in Puzzle Park and bringing them to the Showgrounds? He can now have the teacup ride

that was slick as hell

(the following is my live reaction:)

of course, you GOTTA present the WOTFI merch

also james and luke just goofing around gives me serotonin :)

Mr Puzzles: "...Now you're 5% less disgusting to look at." :0 that has so many implications but I'm not gonna say it

ANYWAY That's-a so nice!

THE TEACUP RIDE

Alright, everybody who drew baby Four, we gotta get on it again

sorry,,, just them :)

also, Three, it was your idea dude

THE OATS "Now with less fun! :)"

just the way Four hid behind Three [*head in hands*] chat, I'm not going to make it by the end of this episode

The Star Trio (TM) everyone

...wait, does Three actually smell like peanuts or is it just for the meme? [*writes that down*]

Four: "My only suitable parental guardian!" Four, Karen's right there

I can't believe the retirement home is in America smh (like no seriously)

AY there's Old Man Hobo

this reminds me of that one scene from the "You Used to Be Cool" episode

(if you couldn't tell, Three's one of my favorite characters)

PFFT HAHAHAHA THEY KEPT THAT IN I'M DEAD DUDE

Three, why do you need medicine? you just got turned into an old man

MASTER OF DISGUISE

PINEAPPLE ON PIZZA?! MARIO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, ITALY IS GOING TO REVOKE YOUR ITALIAN CARD

the nurse jumping out the window... [*thinks back at Mr Puzzles' Clubhouse when Max jumps out of the window*] sorry WOTFI flashbacks

anyway, they're adorable

huh i guess prison-UH I MEAN- the retirement home has a basketball court, who knew

HE DROPS THE SOAP I'M SO GLAD THEY KEPT THAT IN

...wtf is that slop?

also blue goo- [*loud airplane noises*]

Three: "Meggy? Is that you? You look uglier than usual-" DAMN well, it's good to know that you're still Three

The two frames-per-second running animation, ah a classic

BINGO NIGHT (no no Ink, bingo night was last week) (aw man)

Three, it was your idea bruh

also you're in the SMG4 universe for how many years? plot convenient devices are the norm, Three

HEY SWAG

Hal's here too!

they do be scheming

...wait [*DRAMATIC GRASP*] THE SONIC X THEME SONG!!! 🎶ROLLIN' AT THE SPEED OF SOUND (MAKE TRACKS) QUICKEST HEDGEHOG AROUND, GOT OURSELVES A SITUATION, STUCK IN A NEW LOCATION WITHOUT ANY EXPLANATION, NO TIME FOR RELAXATION-🎶 [*gets shot*]

despite everything, it's still you :)

if I had a nickel for every time an old guy says "No Mario, don't", I'd have two nickels. It isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

THE OATS CAME BACK FULL CIRCLE BABY

Frof the SnOATman :)

"On that day, the FBI learned the true meaning of Christmas: oats" SOMEONE MAKE THIS INTO A MOVIE

wait, FBI, you JUST noticed Four and the getaway car?

"dig a hole...poison the guards...KILL the the witness."

The hole, the poison, the old man being the "witness". Wow, Three's plan actually worked! Well, except for the "kill" part, the old man still lives. BUT STILL!

this part was actually emotional wtf

"Good to have you back, SMG3! ...SMG3?" aw 💙💜 (i ask for so little)

Three: "man, I think that was my dad..." Four, once again knowing they came out of USBs: "...ok"

CARNIVAL YAY you better not drop something on me bc (1) it's too soon and (2) you Team like to torture me

PFFT just putting Four's regular head on a baby body is everything

ferris wheel jumpscare

and AY james got to be credited for the writing (i mean, obviously)

And congrats to ggf0ur for having your art in the end credits 🎉

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

Another fun and silly episode, just what I needed after school work and WOTFI. Still can't believe they made it into an actual episode haha! Having the Star Trio in an episode is always a blast! I truly enjoyed this one.

As much as I find it funny that Four needed Three as a parental guardian to be on the teacup ride, it would be a bit better if the reason for the age gun was that they never got to be actual kids, unlike the rest of the crew. Then we could've gotten baby Four and Three, oh the possibilities. Maybe that's just me idk, but I'm happy with what we got.

And the Ferris wheel in the Showgrounds again, at this point it's a sign. I have to gather my thoughts together for my "Ferris Wheel Wedding" idea.

Fun Fact: for those who are wondering, the WOTFI website is surprisingly still up! Ofc you can't put submissions in anymore but I find it hilarious.

Fun Fact 2: the guy who made the faces for Mr. Puzzles has a proper Twitter now (link)! Go and show some support to the Team! I do want to bring it up because the Team may have made some editing/animation errors (like the subtitles having SMG4 instead of SMG3) and people are getting upset about that, but it's literally not a big deal. I know the Team is trying their hardest to bring out episodes every week. Besides, mistakes could go under the radar, it simply happens.

Now, if you excuse me...

DON'T BLINK, DON'T THINK, JUST GO GO G-G-G-G-GO GO (n-n-n-n-n-na, n-n-n-n-n-na) SONIC'S ON THE RUN, SONIC'S NUMBER ONE! SONIC, HE'S COMIN' NEXT, SO WATCH OUT FOR SONIC X! GOTTA GO FAST (SONIC), GOTTA GO FAST(SONIC)! GOTTA GO FASTER FASTER FASTER FASTER FASTER- [*gets shot again*]

[gunsandspaceships]

Proof that Tony Stark is not an alcoholic in the MCU. Part 2

Iron Man 2:

What’s going on: Tony is dying from palladium poisoning. Alcohol would make things worse for him. Let’s check how much he drinks there:

0:18:15 – Tony is drinking chlorophyll to reduce symptoms.

0:21:20 – Pepper asks him “Have you been drinking?”, Tony replies “Chlorophyll”. He’s completely honest (we just saw him doing it).

0:21:40 – they are drinking champagne to celebrate the new CEO of Stark Industries.

0:26:28 – Monaco. Waiter brings alcohol to Tony and Pepper. Tony takes a glass of (probably) scotch and Pepper a glass of something else.

0:26:31 – Tony says “Cheers” but moves his glass towards Natasha (as if showing her to take it), and she instantly takes both glasses from them and gave them back to the waiter. The guy looks kinda disappointed.

0:26:40 – Pepper takes her drink back, but Tony doesn’t.

0:51:40 – blood toxicity level – 89%. Tony repeats that he wants to cancel the party.

0:53:00 – Tony drinks the dirty martini that Natasha made for him.

0:53:58 – Tony seems drunk. He has a bottle in his hand.

0:55:09 - Pepper takes the bottle from him.

0:56:30 - we can see another bottle in Tony’s hands (Re­my Mar­tin Co­gnac). It's less than half full and there's no way Tony could drink it all.

Then Tony and Rhodey fight each other. See my post “Tony wasn’t drunk (or explanation of his plan to die alone in IM2)” to understand what’s going on in the scene.

Briefly: Tony’s blood contains an almost deadly amount of palladium and can’t stand much alcohol, which is toxic if you didn’t know. He wants to pass his armor to Rhodey without making him and Pepper suspect that something is wrong (see Fury’s words in the Donut scene). He needs to control what’s happening, so he can’t drink at the party, but he pretends that he does. For example, he “can’t stand” in one moment, but has no coordination problem after that. He has “slurred” speech at the party, but after the fight started, it’s back to normal. He can aim easily, something that a drunk person wouldn’t be able to do. He also hurt no one, despite seemingly reckless behavior, and drove the crowd away before blowing up the house with Rhodey.

1:14:58 – Tony drinks Dr Pepper with ice (not alcohol) – we can see the can on the table next to him at 1:14:50.

That’s it. Again we have like 50 minutes until the end of the movie and there are no more scenes where Tony drinks something.

What we can tell by now? Tony drinks 2 times throughout the movie (a glass of champagne at 0:21:40 and a glass of martini at 0:53:00), that’s even less than in his first movie. For comparison, Pepper had 2 drinks in the movie too. And she is not even the main character, accused of being an alcoholic.

He shows poisoning symptoms and “strange” behavior in the movie that others (Rhodey and Pepper) see as signs of alcohol intoxication (like at 0:21:20 or in the Alternate Opening of the movie). I’ll write about that more in the future.

Conclusion: still “normal drinker”.

If we go back from the MCU to our real world, the reason behind the fact that Tony is not an alcoholic on Earth 199999 is purely financial – we are dealing with a movie, whose audience includes kids and teenagers. And one of the main sources of profit for Marvel is merchandise for young consumers. And a guy with a drinking problem is not the most appropriate hero for them.

Here’s the screenwriter Justin Theroux’s words about the Party scene in Iron Man 2:

“…That's how we landed on his illness, that it's the metaphor for a man who's running out of steam and needs his friends to step up. Whereas, if we ran right toward the 'Demon in the Bottle' story, nobody wants to see Tony like that."

"We realized that in a comic book you can have one key-frame where it's a guy, drunk, but in a movie, that's gotta be a big scene and it's gotta be addressed," added Theroux. "A thirteen year old kid does not want to see drunken Tony."

Source: https://www.mtv.com/news/npe63j/demon-in-a-bottle-iron-man-2-justin-theroux

[kirby-the-gorb]

reply roundup!

had to put these on hold for a while for personal reasons </3 they're likely to still be infrequent, but in honor of kirb2k!

(my notes would only load back to mid september so I missed a couple weeks sorry :c but be warned that this is a long one! it's 3 entire months' worth!)

also, reminder that kirb2k ends tomorrow!!! preorders, commissions, and auctions will all close at noon pst on sunday december 17th! everything is linked in the pinned post or filed under the tag kirb2k!

first is one more birthday kirb from my friend @sleepy-sheep-wizard:

Realized halfway thru that I don’t know what Kirby looks like off the top of my head, so I got funky with it. Happy birthday, thank you for being a good friend

thank you again friend <3 getting funky with it is truly in the spirit of just drawing a little guy for fun, I love his little hat in particular.

on [mirror] @shapeshifterwithafez said: uuuh is Scherben bringen Glück/ Shards bring luck a universal saying? sounfs clinky as a direct translation. anyways in germany we say that shards of stuff you broke brings luck so I hope the luck finds you or smth sorry for rambling ^^

I'd never heard this saying before, but I think it's very sweet! thank you for sharing it with me :)

on [pipefight] @hauntedppgpaints said: goalies with a skate blade and their stick in hand

big hockey vibes for real yeah lol

on [pink] @gaydiation-poisoning said: ...I wanna eat that pink

honestly same, it's sooo pleasing

on [rain] @hive-heart said: Everything alright, daily kirby guy?

not really but sitting by the window in the rain is a good thing lol thanks for asking <3

(also the person who tagged that same post myhouse.wad made me laugh)

on [photo] @ceylonsilvergirl [added] a picture of their cat and said: get adored idiot!! see the hate in her eyes? I’ll make her love me yet!!

me @ my partner's cat

@violet-dragongirl said: oh! I have been meaning to ask! Have you played Kirby and The Forgotten Lands? I assume you did but just wanted to say that I did about a week ago and I loved it and thought of your art! ^.^ And if you haven't, yes, Carby is super adorable and amazing :3

I have! I got it very shortly after it came out, I had a really good time with it. I've been slowly replaying it recently with my partner, they were kind of fond of kirby just by proxy but since we started playing they adore bandee now and say he never gets enough screen time XD I'm glad you also had fun!

on [mice] @ceylonsilvergirl said: girls like swarms of things, right?

idk bro my wife wasn't so big on it when I got a gig housing 30 mice, but maybe she's weird. I liked them. (sadly one of the best paying jobs I've ever had up until the owner lost it and abandoned them with me, yes I still took care of them for the rest of their little lives) (and yes I also got my wife's okay before I took them on in the first place)

on [covid] @mordantivore said: reading posts from when the era of covid safety was declared anathema and ended is haunting. we were so desperate to find ppl willing to help us stay alive. there are fewer of us now bc “allies” are worthless & more of us have died

yeah. fuck. I'm lucky that the people in closest proximity to me are at least moderately careful, but me and my wife and partner are usually the only ones wearing masks anywhere we go except sometimes the employees and I know they don't always wear them when they're out without me.

on [swim] @northeasternwind said: Jdjdjfkg imagining Kirby being way more bouyant than your average human so them gotta exhale REAL HARD or attach nega-floaties (sinkies?) like weights to dive

lol yeah they probably gotta try So Hard to actually get under the water. (I think diving weights/ballast is a thing that humans use too? I've never gone diving, having my face underwater stresses me out -n- )

on [float] @nickiemoot said: he has to go now. his planet needs him. *slide whistle*

I can only hear this as that one similar part from one of the asdfmovies, it delights me

@vampiricarus said: if you see this just know i love your art so much

aww thank you! <3

anonymous said: just wanted to say I love Kirby and I love your art! I’m always excited to see it on my dash. thank you for bringing a little joy to my life :) I need it once in a while like I’m sure a lot of others do too! Keep up the good work :))

thank you! drawing a little guy brings me a little joy too, I'm glad it can do the same for others <3

on [drain] @ceylonsilvergirl said: I’m sorry you’re having a rough time. Existing is hard work sometimes. A lot of the time

fuck dude it sure is <3 especially when my body keeps trying to shut down lol

on [mud] @why-are-all-the-fun-urls-taken said: Hey man are u doing ok

I am not, thanks for asking <3

on [tummyache] @hobgirl said: :o kirby the gorb why would you do that!!!!! why!!!!!

I didn't want it to go to waste!!! everyone is dumb sometimes!!!

on [wizard] @eau-the-agony said: not enough appreciation in the wizarding world for garlic salt spell. its all kung pow penis tgis and ketamine ape that. not enough of the small joys which carry us through the horrors like a dinky garbage raft

you are so right. the small joys are the most powerful of all.

on [wizard] @beepbeepdespair said: somehow didnt know garlic salt was a thing until this moment. now i really want some. i think i just found a kg of it online for 12 quid??

I am so pleased that you now have the knowledge of Garlic Salt Spell, I hope you got to try it out for yourself :D

on [zelda] @chaos-squared said: Good job!! I’ve had it for longer yet still haven’t completed it ;w;

nothing wrong with that! I only finished it as quickly and thoroughly as I did because I was basically bedridden for all of october, as long as you enjoy the time you do spend with a game it doesn't really matter how much time you spend or how far you get.

on [brave] @gudetamalover said: me tomorrow afternoon when I get all four wisdom teeth out

I'd already had several other oral surgeries on account of Weird Teeth before I got my wisdom teeth out but it still knocked me on my ass for a couple days, I hope your recovery went as smooth as possible! (altho that was also like. 15 years ago. and general anesthesia has gotten a lot better since then.)

on [shiny] @angst-and-fajitas said: Like to slap his bald head reblog to slap his bald head

bald! bald! bald! bald!

on [powerwash] @chronicdilf said: decemberb 16 im goign to walk across the damn stage get my damn diploma folder im going to go home and POWERWASHER SIMULATOR JUST LIKE KIRBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yeah!!! you're gonna do it!!! you might be doing it right now even!!!

on [cooked] @hobgirl said: oh mood kirby..... struggling with the very last paper i need to write before i can graduate and its got me feeling this way fr

ough, I hope you made it through your paper! lots of people graduating tho that's so cool, congrats to both of you!

on [bears] @jupiterlandings said: I get so happy every time I see Cake and the name Cake being tagged :)

it's such a good name for a bear, I'm grateful you thought of it!! especially given the best I could do for the other one was "kirbear" lol

@violet-dragongirl said: omg seeing that Fav Grobs Post you recently put up makes me so happy! over a thousand (and then some!) GORBS?! :D I'm not only impressed but so proud ya made it this far and I'm so glad you got possibly more to go of Kirby!! :D!! Really great job 🥰🥰

thank you! I'm gonna hit 2000 days of drawing kirby tomorrow, that's so wild!

on [popular] @timeturner-jay said: Op your Kirby art brings so much utter joy you have no idea <3

yay I'm glad <3 I love to draw a little guy, it's good I'm not the only one having fun lol

I got a lot of "good blaze op" on the [macarena], and you're all correct, thank you for recognizing my great decision making B) (I'd been meaning to add the music and blaze it from basically the moment I drew it, I've just been really sick so it took a while.)

(also even if I don't always gather them in the roundup there are names I recognize showing up repeatedly in the tags, some of whom have been here for years, and I'm always glad to see you're still around!)

[nasuversekinkmeme]

Weekly roundups: prompts

Tsukihime

Smut, I want that anemic twink Shiki spitroasted by Arcueid and Ciel in some odd competitive threesome thing the two got going on

Show mercy on my soul. Femboy Akiha.

Fate/Stay Night

FGO

Smut, For as much as they want her 'spear', I think Morgan should introduce Gudako and Da Vinci to it-- that is, can we have her cock vore the two of them?

Smut, incest, Karna and Vritra team up to edge and overstim Arjuna until he cries

jeanne gets some well deserved karma for her big sister beam brainwashing .

Yknow how Nobukatsu gloats over the REAL Nobunaga saying he is nothing like his as he lays dying from the poison he gave him? Something similar but this time Mitsuhide is the target and he made sure the poison was just right that it would take a very long time for him to die as he watches Or he just stabs the guy I dunno Nobukatsu deserves to kill more people

Morgan is Bored and demands carnival rides be built in Fae Britain. Entertainment ensues.

Noncon, incest, Summer Avatoria having a soft fulfilling romance with Muramasa as people who are tied by fate thrice over. Meanwhile Summer Castoria would LOVE to stop waking up filled with cum from a man she considers ber grandfather. The downsides of sharing a body you know how it is (feel free to play it as lighthearted or fucked up as you wish)

Asclepius becomes a therapist because dear God do some of these servants (and staff) need help and somebody's gotta be the counselor.

Noncon, Elaine of Carbonek, the raging bitch who raped Lancelot and mother of Galahad, is summoned. If you thought Galahad resented his FATHER, y’all ain’t seen nothing yet. Mash has to be physically restrained when Elaine refers to her as “Junior.” (Technically, Galahad would be Galahad Jr, if Lancelot ever went by his birth name. I am an Arthuriana nerd.)

Emiya realizes that Ritsuka mission are becoming too dangerous, so he locks himself there with her, she can left whenever she wants, as long as she is able to do a simple task, with all the knowledge and weapons she gathered from her servants she must kill him, proving she has become strong enough to be the protector of humanity

Salieri gets a Summer form, where instead of being the amalgamation of the rumours of who killed Mozart, he's the amalgamation of the myths of the Maenads who tore Orpheus apart.

First Hassan and Shiki killing increasingly improbable and abstract things as a friendly contest. Escalating from “the tension in the room” to Barghest’s desire to eat her loved ones” to “Artoria’s resentment of Mordred” to “Wednesdays.”

Continuation of the Grand Carnival joke: Atalanta has to marry Kingprotea, BB is in charge of organizing wedding and the rest of the Sakura Five are bridesmaids aka have to make sure Atalanta doesn't escape.

Blackbeard, Absolute Disgusting Degenerate that he is, is well aware that his kink is not everyone else's kink, and so after finding some improperly tagged Smut or Hentai, decides to make a video about the importance of tagging, what it means, and how to do it, because tagging your shit properly means that everyone can enjoy themselves in peace, so long as they use the blacklist. (This just kinda came to me TBH, Cause Blackbeard just kinda feels like he'd take proper tagging very seriously given everything about him.)

Fun fact: "thou" and "thy" and such were actually the informal register - "you" and "your" were the fancy, polite terms. Therefore, someone should write a fic of First Hassan trying to seem hip and chill and failing catastrophically because his understanding of what counts is hundreds of years out of date.

UDK Barghest gets hired to Put out a Fire (Read: Help Melusine with her Draconic Heat). Whether it goes full smut or if it goes in a comedic non sexy route is up to the author

Smut, Yu Mei-Ren has Hella Gay Sex with her Summer Variant. (Not NTR, though I'm not sure who all would consider it such anyway since its self on self.)

One of the Draconic/Lizard Servants installs a heat lamp in their room, because if you've got a tech wizard who will do anything for you, why not? After approximately 10-ish seconds of "why didn't I think of this before" from all the other Dragon-type servants, everyone immediately rushes to said room. Ensue dogpile of like, 20 lizard people (including Oberon and Rasputin for some reason??? gotta love traits) whether this is horny or not is up to the writer.

Smut, On their big day, a bride is stressed about the whole event and is this close to calling it quits. Habetrot can't have this so obviously there's one solution: cocksleeve time!

Barghest is openly lamenting in the hallway about how she can never be close to master or anyone else she loves bc of her bestiary nature and how she wishes she could keep herself in check. Scathach hears this and goes "Say no more" and puts her in a collar leash and muzzle. She's trained dogs before

Gudako tries her hardest to be Titania for Oberon. Oberon has Opinions about this. (I'll leave it to the prompt filler if these opinions are Positive, Negative, or Mixed.)

What started as a tiny fight "for charity" between Hektor and Achilles soon turns brutal as Achilles starts to truly want to kill Hektor. Paris, Manricardo, Alexander, and even Penth try to step in to stop him

Some asshole tries to threaten Guda only for them to reply and I quote "I'm not scared of Death, we have Tea on the weekends" Smash cut to them actually having tea with King Hassan, Eresh and Shiki. Whether Guda got hurt or not by the threatener ill leave up to the author.

How did Mel get access to Nemos aircraft carrier? Mysteriously kiss-covered Nemos refuse to answer (Note: all of em are adults)

Fun fact: Sastoria's NP is most effective against Summer Hokusai as she is both Chaotic, Divine, and a Threat to Humanity. Sooooo one-sided jealousy where Sastoria hates Saber Hokusai and Hokusai can't figure out why

Because I don't think we'll see him this summer. What summer side adventure is Kadoc doing? Who with him is you to the author.

Melusine's dragon nature means she likes building a hoards of all the things precious to her. now that she feels comfortable in Chaldea she can't help but gather all the people she likes to cuddle together with in bed with. Who ends up in her cuddle pile is up to y'all

Vlad is talked into going on a boat ride to relax. Everyone on the boat is very uncomfortable with this

Anything involving Ritsuka having extreme mommy issues

so Chloe's whole... thing... is "justified" in-universe as she needs magic to stay stable, so she gets it by doing... that. Ergo, I want to see something where she's summoned in Chaldea and thus hooked up to a stable magic supply, so she doesn't have to do that anymore and gets to actually Process and maybe just Be A Kid instead.

Other

I kinda just wanna say “Galehaut” and watch what the Fate fandom does with the idea of the half-giant king that only didn’t overthrow Camelot because he wanted to bone Lancelot. So I will.

Kinks are known to suddenly appear and develop with age, so: Older version of a servant helping unlock a kink for their younger self

can we get some consensual hypnokink content, perhaps? maybe someone has a kink for being hypnotized and wants so badly to hand over control for a little bit, or they're nervous about performing well during sex and just want to be more assured in themselves! how and why it's done is up to the author/artist as well as the characters, so long as there is consent established!

[linggluu]

Gotta rewatch HZGG3.

Unpopular opinion: I thoroughly enjoyed HZGG3 as a kid , watched this front to back on VHS 2003-2004 from basically because it was one of the last VHS dramas we had. Also, at the time I was too young (dumb) to realize this was a sequel to part 1 and 2 (I distinctly remember going "didn't we borrow this set already" the day we hauled the boxes in front of the tv)

Blurbs before I rewatch:

my fav was always er kang. he already had a big boy job when yongqi/er tai/xiao yan zi were still in school. he was an ADULT. also 周杰 is one of the few actors to this day that i can fully understand without subtitles??! 台词功底棒棒哒

it's astounding how much of the dialogue i still retain after 20 years lmfao

also er kang got so hot between hzgg 2 and 3

if er kang killed musha in the desert, the drama would have ended. 天上人间was er kang/zi wei's story, not so much yongqi/xiao yan zi.

zi wei almost killing her self against er kang's casket TT

during er kang/zi wei's meet cute, when she crawls towards him, it mirrors years later when she crawls towards him in Burma ;;

im always thinking about xiao yan zi/晒书日 and her miscarriage

qing er running away from the palace/lao fo ye after growing up there her WHOLE life holy shit, does she even know how to work in the fields

lao fo ye drugging all her grand kids 奶奶 你好狠啊 still rings in my head lmao

xiao yan zi and zi wei watching their husbands go off to WAR TT

in the very begining, er kang gets shot with arrows and yong qi almost gets stomped on by an elephant, xiao jian chose to save his brother in law. not the other guy lmao

when xiao yan zi flipped out at huang ah ma and YONG QI HIT HER WITH THAT VASE?????!!!!!!!!

the entire OST is A+++. Ma Yili lip sang everything. 只要有你 had the whole cast singing with even distributed lines??? Zhou Jie's singing voice??? Leo Ku's high notes???

er kang /zi wei really gave off husband and wife vibes ;;

"she's your sister dude. she got that thing on her butt. as her husband who can look at her butt, can confirm."

zi wei didn't want her son after she thought er kang died ;;

er kang's parents were the best parents

the cute way xiao yan zi packed literal snacks for yong qi to eat on his way to war. sweet summer child.

qing er at xiao jian "i could maybe ask lao fo ye if you had some achievements" bro

that boy made qing er run after him IN THE RAIN

excuse me . xiao yan zi and yong qi banged in yunnan AND XIAO YAN ZI NAMED HER KID NAN ER. like how cute. but lady, you announced this at your brother's wedding haha.

"er kang, you're daughter in law is reporting for duty"

this whole entire gang is like LET ME CHOOSE WHO I LOVE. but also "lets have our kids marry each other"

xiao jian got raised by his adoptive parents who were an ethnic minority so his wedding ceremony followed their custom jfsldkfdsl

why was xiao jian so mad lmao. he clearly chilled out in hzgg 2 when the gang went home

hzgg 1 and 2 xiao yan zi would never say "he is my life" about yong qi lmao

leo ku's eyes were so sparkly here.

i think i watched the scene where er kang got poisoned during war and taken back to the camp like 40 times hahaha.

"don't tell zi wei i got hurt" oh husband

that moment when xiao jian lifts qing er's veil. A++++ acting

when xiao yan zi used up her entire dictionary's worth of cheng yu at her brother's wedding IM CRYING

why did qiong yao write zhi hua as a han....as if a han could ever be empress in a manchu dynasty.

zi wei and er kang's couple talks at night about yong qi and xiao yan zi lmao. i still need a spin off of zi wei/er kang's married life without burma/musha.

that time dong er got sick with small pox and er kang was SUCH A CUTE FATHER ;;

er kang's parents were ok with zi wei staying with dong er who was infected with small pox but his mom was like GET OUT OF THE ROOM YOU'VE NEVER HAD SMALL POX. DID YOU FORGET HOW SHUN ZHI DIED?!

"would i feel happy/complete if i only had dong er and not you? no. there's a place in my heart that's only for me and you" TT

dong er watching MOMMY AND DADDY KISS LKFJSDLKF

zi wei and er kang watching the scenery , asking what they were thinking about what they were both thinking about at that moment, they both said dong er and Zi Wei was just so astounded and so happy. chill woman haha.

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[zzzaaaa]

Unfortunately, a story of cheating

“I feel there’s this mutual attraction between us,” he says looking at me with certainty that my secret has been revealed.

Moments ago, I watched him puke along the suburban sidewalk, after storming out of the bar, upset by a text he’d received from his girlfriend, my cross-country teammate from highschool and college.

I received a text from him earlier that night, asking if I wanted to meet up with him and some of our teammates at a bar. I knew I liked him, and I knew that I could also maintain a friendship with him, without acting on my feelings. Little could I admit, I was already acting on them.

So, with little hesitation, I replied, “I’m down! See ya’ll in a bit,” and arrived at a bar about 5 minutes from my home.

Most of the men’s team was there, none of my women teammates, yet I shrugged it off. “Heyy everybody!” I said with a slight awkward chuckle.

“Hey Megan,” they replied apathetically.

I’m used to this. My bond with many of my teammates isn’t strong, especially on the men’s side, except for Craig. I made my rounds to chat here and there with everyone and then checked on Craig.

He showed me his phone, “I love you,” it said, from him to Maria in a text message.

“Aww,” I said, with a slight pang in my chest, “see Megan, he loves her, not you, and you gotta let go of your feelings for him,” I willingly told myself, feeling a weight off my shoulders. I liked this breath of fresh air, being happy for their relationship, and happy to finally have made a solid guy friend.

“No, not aww,” he sternly said back. “She hasn’t replied to me for two hours, she’s mad at me.”

I looked to the side, feeling bad for misinterpreting the message, “oh,” I said, nerves growing back. “Sorry to hear that..” I didn’t want to pry further because that was not my business, that was not my relationship.

Craig heaved a breath of annoyance and left the bar. I looked at our other teammate standing nearby and shrugged, “damn,” I said.

“I’ll go follow him to make sure he’s alright,” Charlie said.

“Ok, good luck,” I responded.

“Now what,” I thought. At this point, I had admitted to myself that the main reason I came to the bar was to hang out with Craig, and now that he was gone, I guess it was the universe’s sign to instead hang out with everyone else there.

I wasn’t drinking because I knew I had to drive back home and also, I didn’t want to–wasn’t feeling very comfortable drinking with 5 dudes that I don’t get on with all that well, or at least didn’t feel close to. For what seemed like an hour, I actually spent twenty minutes or so making small talk with my teammates, listening to them complain about other teammates who weren’t there, talk about the brutal workout our coaches gave us the other day and their expectations of us at the upcoming championship seasons. I looked down at my phone, hoping for a text from him, but there was nothing.

“Well, Megan,” I said to myself, “He did invite you here, you might as well go make sure your one actual friend here is doing okay.”

“I’m going to go check on Craig and Charlie,” I said to my other teammates as I waved goodbye.

I didn’t walk too far down the riverwalk by the time I found Craig stumbling around, and then bending over to vomit, with Charlie nearby.

“Hey,” I said cautiously.

His last heave came out, and he looked over his shoulder. “Oh god, hey,” he waved back. Charlie handed him a waterbottle, and Craig swished and spat a few times.

“So this is why you left the bar, I didn’t realize you were feeling sick, damn,” I began.

“Well, not entirely why; I think alcohol’s dangerous combination of worry and poison induced this messy painting,” he pointed over at his throwup.

“Ah, true,” I said back. “Stressed by you and Maria?” I asked, trying to think of something else to add, “I’m sure she just needs time,” I suggested earnestly.

“Her and I have been fighting for awhile now…we have our ups and downs, as all relationships do, but, yeah we haven’t been good lately,” Craig started.

I felt conflicted, should I listen to him talk about his relationship without Maria here? “Craig and I are better friends than Maria and I are; if I were friends with a couple and I was better friends with the girl more than the boy, I would listen to the girl talk about her relationship woes, so I think it is okay that I listen to Craig,” I convinced myself. “Oh, really?” I asked surprised. “You and Maria always seem great,” I stated.

“Yeah, we are pretty good at hiding what’s going on behind the scenes,” he said. “But, we are going through a rough patch, and we have gone through them before. Did you know that we took a break once before?” he asked.

Taken by surprise, wide-eyed I replied, “No, what? Had no clue.”

“Yeah, it was because she kissed another guy,” he annoyingly explained.

“Oh, damn,” I looked down, nerves kicked in even more, “I’m sorry, that sucks, and also, something I would never see Maria doing, especially because I know she cares a lot about you.”

“Ha, well, clearly not at that moment. It happened sometime last summer..we were already arguing about different things, I, feeling she didn’t spend enough time with me, her feeling..”

He continued, while my mind trailed off, “Dammit, I wish I didn’t like you,” I thought to myself suddenly.

“And yeah, then I found out, she went to a bar and made out with a dude there, and our break started from there. It’s just so interesting because she was always accusing me of seeming interested in other people while there she went and completely made out with someone else,” he sorted out aloud.

“Yeah, it definitely is surprising..especially because, like you said, she worried about you doing that and then.. I don’t know, maybe something like unmet needs finally got in the way?” I tried to say sympathetically. “How long was the break? I really could not tell you were not seeing each other, you both really hid it well from the team.”

“Well, we got back together shortly after pre-season, so it only lasted about a month; she apologized profusely and I understood it came from a place of spontaneity, not lack of interest for me or the relationship. We really talked it out a lot about what we want to improve on and yeah, things seemed like they were headed in the positive direction,” he further explained. “But, there was always an air of tension..and uncertainty. She continued to feel like I don’t actually know what I want, or who I want,” he said rolling his eyes.

“Oh,” I said, in a surprised tone. “You are bi right?” I asked gently. “Has that ever played a part in either of your uncertainties? Maybe wanting to explore?”

“Yeah, I am, but I don’t know; I really do love, or I guess, loved Maria, that exploring the other side was mainly a fantasy..but maybe there is some unconscious role that plays out in our tensions,” he pondered aloud.

“Could be,” I said, looking over at Charlie who was standing away and looking down at his phone. “Damn, well I hope things work out for you both. What do you think you’re going to do?” I asked Craig.

At this point we had been far enough away from the vomit, standing under a streetlamp. He looked away and then looked at me directly, “I did see my tarot reading recently,” he began.

“Tarot? Ha, nice. What did it predict?” I asked, almost mockingly.

“Look, I know it seems like ‘hoo-hoo ha-ha, bullshit,’ but there have been times this shit has really lined up with my life, ok non-believer?” he teased.

“Alright, alright,” I backed up, surrendering, “I am curious, though, what did you glean from it?”

“It pretty much summed up where I’m at. Stuck between a rock and a hard place. I must decide what course of action is best for me and my growth, and I wish I knew which path to take,” he expressed in cliches.

“Ah,” I answered sincerely. “I think it is best to take into account that there are needs, explorations you truly have and maybe voice that to Maria while telling her that you also still love her, and from there, I think the both of you will find a solution,” speaking as though I were a therapist, clearly am imposter.

Craig nodded his head and again, turned his head to the side, looking around nervously. “Thanks for hearing me out with all of this, I think I’m just realizing all the time I’ve taken up…but you stuck around, and I really appreciate that,” he looked at me, almost with pity.

I shrugged my shoulders, as I often do, and simply said, “This is what friends are for.”

“Ha, yeah, friends…” there was a lingering silence beginning. From my periphery, I saw Charlie look up from his phone, as if he knew a turning point was coming.

“You know,” Craig started, “I’m just going to say it, I feel there’s this mutual attraction between us.”

My heart drops to my stomach, tying knot after knot, my eyes widen but only momentarily so I can catch myself from revealing too much. All I let out is a nervous laugh, “what?” I ask, in disbelief this is happening.

“Oh come on,” he jeers. “Ok, well I’ll admit I feel attracted to you. And, sometimes, I feel I am more attracted to you than Maria…like that one night last year we all went out to that club, I definitely remember wishing I could dance with you,” he further details.

Everything around me and within me is warming up; I feel so validated and uncomfortable all at once, “so this hasn’t been in my head?” I remind myself. I don’t want to reveal too much, and I don’t want to do anything while he is still in a relationship, especially.

“Listen,” I begin, “I have felt attracted to you,” I see a smirk form across his face, “but I respect yours and hers relationship too much to want to say anything other than, I think you and her should really talk about your feelings and see what happens from that.”

“We’ll see if she wants to talk, honestly, I don’t have much faith this will end well..” Craig responds.

“I mean you both have been together for a long time, there is at least that supporting you both so I think you will be able to talk and see what comes of it, even if it does mean taking a break,” I cautiously state.

Craig eyes me with slight suspicion, “so you’re not attracted to me currently, but you have felt attracted to me in the past?”

“I’m not saying anything else on that, I really think we make good friends, if anything else,” I say defending myself.

“Remember that time a few months ago, during Halloweekend, when you and I went to explore the cemetery on campus? And then Ellie came out of nowhere to see where we went off to, I feel like had she not shown up, you were going to kiss me,” he smirked.

I raise my eyebrows in disbelief, “kiss you? Haha, nope, was not even thinking that. You jumped into my arms, might I add,” I retort.

“Ah, yes, I did, but I could tell, you wanted to kiss me,” Craig continued to tease.

I shrug my shoulders, defenselessly, “Sorry if this is disappointing to you, but no, I actually did not,” beginning to feel annoyed.

“Alright, alright,” he says backing up. “I’ll leave it alone.”

“If you both want a ride back to campus, I can drive you, otherwise I’m gonna get going,” I suggest.

“Yes, please, thank you,” Charlie says, sounding exhausted, making me realize he is still around.

~~~ Next Day ~~~~

My text: Hey, I hope you and Maria could talk things out. And, I hope, whatever we said last night doesn’t make things awkward between us.

Craig: Hey, thanks for saying that, we actually did talk it out and really worked things out, we’re going to be okay. And no, it won’t, like I said, there’s this mutual understanding between us that I feel helps our friendship.

My text: Aw, I’m glad you talked it out and all worked out! Yeah, cool, I agree. See ya!

The night it all went down(almost a year later)

I’d overcome all my feelings or so I had thought. After Craig and Maria re-established their relationship, I felt no need to tell her what was said between us, that wasn’t my place, that is his, and besides, they worked it out. Attraction is a fleeting feeling anyways, it will all pass and I will always find someone else to feel attracted to, I already do. I tend to have multiple crushes at once, usually far away, so it’s more protective, but multiple nonetheless.

We’d continue to be in the same psychology classes, see each other at cross country and track practice, and attend film club throughout the year. We’d remain friends, and it honestly did not feel awkward or tense, it was quite relieving.

Something shifted when we arrived in New York though, the city was lusting with wonder. I immediately felt excited to be in Manhattan, walking around and observing all the different people, trying all the different coffees and donuts. I felt almost invincible.

We arrived there along with thirty other classmates to present arguments at Model UN Conference. I was excited to spend time with them especially newly formed friendships like with Zoe, Rakiya, Matt, and Parker, a very new friend whom I was very surprised I’d never spent more time with; my attraction for him had already started to grow.

Craig and I had been growing apart for what felt like a couple of months now. I had been actively trying to not put too much energy into our friendship or any lingering feelings of something more towards him, I was content with it, sometimes friendships grow apart.

(write about sorting things out first day as UN group, going out seeing craig flirt with other perso talk it out with Tim and decide to just leave it be)

Parker, Zoe, and I sat around a table at a fancy restaurant, clearly not belonging, but assuring each other that we did. Drinks were ordered pretty quickly, and the dim lighting from the candles edged my high—I’m loving this camaraderie. Whatever Parker or Zoe said made me laugh like I was a little kid again; I was so surprised we’d never all talked before; the jokes bounced off each other like a comedy group performing improv—we were enthused by each other’s ideas and stories, making sure we each felt heard and validated, and we enjoyed food, without shame.

We left dinner and though Zoe said she would meet back with us later, Parker and I kept walking around the city that never sleeps. Taken by my sudden feelings for him, I tried to view him as just a friend as to not let my nerves get the best of whatever social skills I deeply wanted. My buzz, the energy of the air, all made me forget what we were talking about, but I continued whatever conversation we had, while noticing a drizzle begin.

“Of course,” I imagined a cheesy movie moment. I felt so naturally drawn to walk shoulder to shoulder with him as if a magnet were between us.

“I suppose we should head on back to the hotel, in case it downpours,” Parker suggested. Part of me fell disappointed, I didn’t care about the rain; I wanted to keep his company.

“Ah, yeah, good idea,” I agreed.

“What are your plans for the rest of the night anyway?” he asked.

That question reminded me that I actually did need to go back to the hotel to go to a club with some of our other classmates. “Oh shoot yeah, Im going to “the 30” tonight with some of the other people, already paid for the table, are you going?” I asked hopefully.

“Noo, avoiding that mess. Besides, I’m on duty tonight,” he explained. I forgot that Parker was one of the “leads” of the trip, so though he got his trip paid for, he couldn’t go out with any of us after 10pm.

“Ohh yeah, totally forgot about that rule, damn, it would be fun if you could come out though,” I said dropping some of my hints of interest.

He shrugged his shoulders and walked forward towards the hotel door. His walk even had character; shoulders wide, yet slightly hunched and built like a wrestler, as his eyes focused forward like he was following a set of clues. “Damn, he’s hot,” I thought briefly to myself as he held the door open.

“I really wish you could come out with this,” I said one more time.

“You know, you could stay here, I’ll be around,” he suggested.

I didn’t want to leave Parker, and maybe he was the sign of where I should have stayed that night, but I had already paid $40 to go to a club with my other classmates for the rest of the night, so I followed my wallet to the pre-game in Room 310, reluctantly saying goodbye.

As soon as I walked into the pre-game, I saw Craig tango-ing with another guy and was refreshed by this sight–finally some openness to this otherwise conservative group of college students. Another classmate immediately handed me a shot and we cheersed. I stood in place, observing the room to see whom else I could talk to and hang out with tonight, but all I could think of was wishing I had continued to hang out with Zoe and Parker, instead. The alcohol in the back of the room called my name. As I poured myself another shot, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around.

“Gotchya!” Craig’s face peaked over my other shoulder.

“Ayye!” I said back. “Saw you tango-ing earlier over there, well done!”

“Ah, yes, yes, thank you. I see you’re pouring yourself another shot, wanna pour me another?” he suggested.

“Oh yeah, for sure. What are you drinking?” I asked Craig.

“Mmm..,” he said eyeing me, “I’ll have what you’re having,” he led on.

My eyes widened a bit, feeling a slight pulse charge through me, “Alrighty, cheers, then,” I proposed handing Craig his shot.

We threw one back, and Craig looked over at the table, “hey, a deck of cards,” he pointed out.

“Ooo,” feeling a ping of excitement, “Wanna see a magic card trick?” I laughed.

“Uhh, hell yeah,” Craig responded nearly offended.

I shuffled through the cards and fanned them out in front of him, “Alright, pick a card, any cahhhd,” my unrealistic New York Accent started spurting out.

Craig and I looked at each other, he grabbed a card, and before I could tell him to memorize it, he put the card down the front of my dress, “oops,” he teased.

I tilted my head in surprise, “you’re drunk,” I said to him.

“Oh yeah, that’s true,” he agreed.

“I”m gonna go to the bathroom,” I said and walked away from the suspicious scene.

“Did he just do that?” I asked myself in my head. “He’s just being friendly and playful, right? It doesn’t mean much, Megan, it really doesn’t mean much,” I tried to assure myself as I took a leak.

“Time to head out!” one of my classmates shouted. We all shuffled our way out the door and headed towards the lobby. I found Craig waiting outside with a couple other classmates.

The New York night air felt charged with excitement, any doubts or hesitations I once had, flew away with the bustling traffic.

“Heyy, can I catch a ride with you guys?” I asked Craig as I walked up to him.

“Oh yeah, for sure, let’s hail a taxi,” he said as he put his arm up in the air.

The taxi pulled up and the tallest dude took the front while the three of us crammed into the backseat, Craig taking the middle. We were all buzzed and eager to get to the club, talking nonsense, and looking up at the buildings that passed by.

Craig looked over at me and then tapped the tip of my nose.

My face blushed and all I could think to say was, “okay..” laughing and shaking my head.

Once we arrived at the club, we crammed into the elevator, losing sight of any of the people I rode in the taxi with, and rode up to the club. Inentered a dark room blasted by colorful lights and a packed dance floor. “Goal tonight,” I thought to myself, “Dance with a stranger and make out with them.”

I wasn’t sure where Craig went to, but I figured we’d meet up again sometime later. I scanned the dance floor and jumped in; I wanted this outing to be worth leaving my budding romantic interest back at the hotel. “Maybe I should talk in a British accent just for the hell of it,” I intrigued myself with. And so I did. Any new person I introduced myself to would begin with, “‘Ello!” And end in reply with, “yes, I am British,” laughing in my head over and over. “Am I crazy?” I did ask myself at one point to which I subsequently decided, “possibly.”

Inebriation started to wane so I made my way to the bar for a pick-me-up. “Damn, I can’t even get a guy to buy me a drink; I must be ugly,” this thought was not new, it was a persistent, deep-rooted insecurity, coupled with, “no wonder I’ve never had a boyfriend, just random hookups probably because they just want something to fuck, god you’re pathetic,” my mind loved this angle of attack. I stood there waiting for the bartender to notice me when I felt a familiar tap on my shoulder.

“Craig!” I excitedly said. I did feel comforted by his presence, especially after my episode of low self-esteem.

“Heyy Megan, I was wondering where you went to, what are you ordering?” he said one after the other.

“Honestly, I actually don’t know, I’m just trying to stay drunk,” I unabashedly admitted.

Craig’s eyes widened in amusement. “Cheers to that, I’ll order us some shots,” he said.

“Ok! I’ll venmo you later, just let me know how much,” I told him.

The bartender noticed Craig quickly and before I could blink, four shots of straight vodka laid before us.

“Cheers to one,” his eyebrows raised. We toasted and scrunched our faces in disgust.

“Cheers to number two,” I said squeamishly as we toasted again.

“Can I tell you something?” I began to feel the truth serum override my mental brakes.

“For sure,” Craig said.

“Ok, please don’t say this to anyone, but I’m a little bummed because I started to like Tim a couple months ago, and I thought it was mutual, in fact I thought he had liked me before I started to like him, and then turned out, he actually liked Hannah, as we both know since they are now dating,” I poured out. I was surprised I was even bringing this up because my crush on Tim wasn’t all-consuming like most my other crushes usually had been.

Craig looked at me sympathetically, “Really? I am actually sorry to hear that,” he patted me on the shoulder.

“Eh, it’s okay, thanks for hearing me out, sorry I shared that, I was not expecting to..in other news, I’ve been telling people I’m British,” I said to quickly change the subject.

“Bri-itish!” he replied in harmony.

It felt good to let out a laugh and feel understood by someone literally close to me. “Yes,” I replied in my Britishness, “and I hope to snog one of these fellas on the floor tonight,” I whispered into his ear.

He patted me on the shoulder again and responded, “Oh we will make that happen! I have an idea, let’s pretend that we’re swingers looking for couple to switch dancing partners with, I’ll be your wingman.”

“Wait, that’s actually so nice and pretty brilliant idea you just came up with,” I said actually surprised. “But, wait, it’s okay that you dance with other people?” I suddenly realized, acknowledging that him and Maria are in a relationship.

He dropped his accent as his face shifted to a stern look for a second, “oh yeah, no, we’ve said it’s okay that we dance with other people.”

“Oh! Ok sweet! Let’s Cheerio then,” I said improperly using British slang.

We made our way to the dance floor, bumping into others, trying to find the right couple to suggest a swap with. “Is he your type?” Craig would ask, motioning with jazz hands.

“Ehh, not quite,” I said back stepping side to side. “Oo, but that guy over there,” peeking over Craig’s shoulder, “what’s my chance with him?” I asked.

“Let’s go for it!” he exclaimed. “But, let’s make it look like we’re a couple, ya know?” he said putting his hands on my hips.

I looked down at his hands suddenly wrapped around me. It felt normal, natural almost, like we’d done this hundreds of times before. “Okay, yeah,” I said with little hesitation.

He stepped in front of me unexpectedly and his scruff brushed across my cheek. I took a step back, caught by surprise, and brought my hand to my face.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that, I didn’t mean to—“ Craig began, but I interrupted him giggling.

“No, it’s okay..it actually felt..good,” I admitted, still laughing.

“Oh it did, did it?” he asked flamboyantly. “Maybe I should do it again, then,” as he grabbed my waist, pulled me closer, and nuzzled his head against mine.

I wanted to stay leaning in his arms, it all felt so good. But, as quickly as he pulled me in, he pushed me away, not to get away from me though; he held my elbows and looked at me. “Can we go over there?” he nodded his head towards a pillar a few feet away.

I shrugged my shoulders, “sure,” I said.

We backed up behind the pillar. “So, I’m feeling something between us here, right now,” he began.

I interjected, “Me too."

“Im wondering, if what happens here, stays here?” he wondered in cliche.

It didn’t take long for me to affirm this suggestion, “Yes, what happens here, stays here.”

“Can I kiss you?” he asked me quickly after this.

Nothing felt more right, “yes, please,” I encouraged.

Our lips matched perfectly, our rhythm in-sync, my fingers ran through the short black hair on his head while his hands moved all around my hips—it felt amazing.

We stumbled across the floor, tripping over ourselves and onto the couches set up above the dance floor. A few of our other classmates took notice and we both drunkenly said, "please, what happens here, stays here." They laughed at us and walked away.

"This might sound crazy, but do you want to have sex?" Craig asked breathlessly.

I nodded feverishly. "Maria who?" I didn't even think to myself at the time. My mind was completely focused on enjoying every moment of this forbidden pleasure.

We laughed our way down the steps, holding hands along the sidewalk, bantering about god knows what, until we made it to the 7-11.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Craig asked me, wide-eyed.

"Yeah, no, I'm sure, let's get the condom," I said assuredly.

After making out for a while longer on the sidewalk, we made our way back to the hotel, and decided on whose room we'd have sex in on the elevator ride up.

"I really can't in mine because Rakiya is asleep in there, and she will for sure wake up," I told him.

"Crap, well, Muhammad is in my room asleep so we can't have it in my room either.." Craig said disappointedly.

Part of my excitement fell, and part of it shrugged, "well you can't get everything you want," I told myself.

.."How about my shower?" Craig suggested.

My excitement ramped up again, "fuck yeah, let me go to to my room first, and I'll meet you back there."

I hurried off to my room, "wow, this is happening," I said to myself, "this is actually happening."

I quickly looked at myself in the mirror, too drunk to truly care how I looked, put on some chapstick, and quickly wished Parker would come out of his room to see me as I leave, or maybe he could have stopped me.

"I'm outside your room," I texted Craig.

We quietly snuck into the bathroom with his roommate snoring in the bathroom. The shower steamed the mirrors and, quickly we tore off each other's clothes and sloppily moved our hands and mouths all over each other.

The problem was its anticipation was much more pleasurable than the actual drunken sex. After it was all said and done, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how horrific I actually looked; makeup smeared, acne flared, hair greasy with sweat--I had to get out of there fast. "I'm going to go shower and then, meet you back in the hallway?" I asked Craig.

"Yeah, sounds good," he said.

"Fuck," I thought to myself, "I just did that. Woah..I just did that." It was a confusing mixture of validation, excitement, and slowly added to the mix was impending guilt.

After cleansing myself of what felt like sin, I met back up with him outside the elevators. We sat down on the radiator and watched a funny clip of "The Daily Show," on his phone, with my head resting on his shoulder. "Oh no," I thought to myself, "here comes the desire for more, except not sex, but more intimacy." He looked down at my head and gave it a kiss.

Sooner than we expected, people from the club walked out of the elevator, "Well, where did YOU two go off to I wonder?" a few of them snickered.

We laughed and looked down. I scooted a bit away from him and let them pass by. The itch to leave the scene was growing, "so," I started, "what happens here stays here?" confirming once more.

"Yes," he stated.

The next morning I felt a surge of ego, and it was apparent to others who weren't even at the club. I came downstairs to the lobby and people kept telling me, "Megan, you have a glow about you." I saw Craig smirk to himself, knowing it was partly his doing.

"Oh really?" I laughed, shrugging, "uhh, thank you."

I met up with my sister shortly after that; as soon as I saw her, the reality of what I did set in. Something about seeing that familiar of a face reminded me of who I'm supposed and what I'm supposed to represent--infidelity not being on that list. Guilt started to twist knots in my stomach as I could barely look her in the eye, but I acted as though I was just hungover and still having a good time.

On the plane ride back to Illinois, Craig asked if I wanted to sit next to him; our other friend Tim had no idea what happened and gladly let me sit where he was going to sit. Craig and I rested heads on each other's shoulder and watched comedy shows together. "We're taking this to the grave, right?" I asked him. "Yes, till death," he ominously replied.

We arrived in Chicago and parted ways off the plane as I knew his girlfriend would be there to pick him up. As we were waiting for the baggage to arrive, I saw her slowly walking towards Craig with her arms crossed. It seemed like she already knew. I looked her way and gave a small smile, too guilty to act any happier, and she gave me a small smile back. She knows, I thought to myself, she already knows.

Guilt continued to grow as I continued to smother it. I convinced myself it was a one-time mistake, we'll never do it again, and it'll be a secret I have to live with for the rest of my life. Even once I got home and unpacked, I carried on with myself as though it did not happen, until I received a text from Maria.

"Hey Megan, Craig and I are together at his house right now, and I think it's important we all talk," Maria said.

"Okay, for sure. Today?" I asked her.

Maria replied, "That would be best."

I continued to convince myself Maria did not know what happened, that it was all a guess she had, but that Craig did not tell her anything, and so long as we both kept it a secret, we'd never be found out and they could stay together. My mind was drowning in delusion.

I knocked on Craig's door, and he opened it without looking me in the eye. I walked into his front living room and Maria was sitting on a chair across from Craig leaving the chair next to him and her open. I moved past Craig with plenty of space between to make it look like we do not easily touch and sat down in the empty chair.

"So," Maria began, "I understand that you and Craig went out on Saturday night in New York. Can you tell me what happened that night, Megan?"

I looked at her and then at Craig to see if he could give me any signal, but he kept looking down. "Yeah," I began, "Craig and I went out with a bunch of other classmates to a club. First, we pregamed in someone's room, um I think Craig and I took some shots together, and then took an uber with a few others to get there. We got there and I lost connection with all of them including Craig, and then, we met up again randomly at the bar, and I told him I was just trying to dance around find someone to makeout with and so he said he'd dance around with me too, and then we got super drunk and yeah, pretty much danced until the club closed," I explained nearly out of breath.

"Did anything else happen?" Maria asked me.

Again I looked at Craig for some signal, but he continued to look down.

"Umm..no, not that I can remember," I said back.

"Hmm, wow, Megan, I can't believe you're really going to sit there and lie straight to my face. You're a supposed champion of women, with the feminist club you created, yet here you are lying to not only a fellow teammate, but I thought, friend. I know you had sex with Craig that night, he told me, so please, tell me everything that happened, every detail you can remember from that night."

Immediately humbled, immediately punched in the gut, I hung my head low, "I am sorry. I am so sorry. You are right. I am so sorry." And so I told her every detail, every little thing I could remember. "It was a drunken mistake, I thought because of how drunk and unmeaningful it was, it made more sense to not tell you, to keep your guys love going; this sex meant nothing." Craig finally looked up at me.

She nodded her head by the end of it, "Thank you, Megan. Craig and I will no longer have a relationship. There is no going back after this. I am still processing that this happened, between two people whom I thought I respected and trusted, but I am still processing this. I have to tell my parents whom also respected and trusted the both of you, I have to replan my future, there is a lot I have to process. I will reach out to you again when I am ready to accept your apology," she stated so calmly.

"That's fair," I said quietly. I left his house, suddenly upset and disappointed with myself. "How did you do all of this? How could you not have cared? How did you let this all happen? How did you lie so easily, how did you lie so easily?"

It didn't take too long for Maria to reach out to me, probably within two weeks she did. I didn't know I was about to get myself into another delusion of denial and guilt following it all. She warmly welcomed me into her home with candles burning and incense scenting the air; I had never been to her apartment before, we had never hung out, quickly, I wished we had. I saw my ego's mistakes, "lusting after male attention blinded me to the friendship I could have grown with a wise woman after all these years.. but I always was a woman's friend first, I pleaded with myself, why couldn't I have finally had a guy friend? Because you know it was more than friendship you deeply felt between each other."

"So," Maria started, "I want to talk with you as many times as you need, to help you get through this."

What? My mind raced, "how could she possibly want to help me?" it spun with guilt.

"Megan, I have already accepted your apology and forgiven you, but I need you to talk with me further so I can better understand how to help you forgive yourself, because if you don't, this will live with you, this will haunt you. And I need to tell you some things about myself, about mine and Craig's relationship, to help you better understand how this all eventually happened," she explained to me.

Further along... (revise someday)

"He raped me. I told him, I don't feel like having sex tonight, and what did he do? He continued to anyway. At the time, I didn't think of it as rape, because he's my partner, he loved me, but the fact of it is, that was rape," she told me.

I felt sick to my stomach. What the fuck? I thought to myself, getting angry. What the fuck? How the fuck could he do that to her? That's atrocious. Intersetingly, these are reactions and words I would have had towards cheaters too, prior to becoming one.

That confession eventually eluded me, as desire set back in. I want to talk with him, I miss him. I miss a cheater and a rapist, wow. I miss someone who I told the ex-girlfriend of I would never talk to again. But, I miss him, and we never got to talk things out ourselves, sort though it all again ourselves.

We parted ways from the park after saying each other's peace, explaing to him, I won't talk to him again but to have a nice life.

But, delusion and desire for connection never left me, and so I would reach out again a few times that same year to check in and say hi. Still overlooking the fact that he cheated on his ex and raped her during their relationship. I still wanted to talk with him.

So I confessed to her, I can't keep talking to you like I'm not also being two-faced, I am sorry, I have reached out to Craig to catch up again. I am sorry. I understand if you don't talk to me again. And she doubled down on her forgiveness for me, “I have already forgiven you, it’s time for you to forgive yourself so you can get rid of guilt.”

Guilt never leaves, guilt lives with you, makes me question all my decisions, makes me hyperaware of my feelings of what I wonder could be attraction and to stop acting on them, makes me uncertain of myself and my impulsive behaviors and ability to lie so well, it makes me unsure of myself. Maria was right, guilt haunts me.

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Jellyfish - JJ Maybank

Request: Hey! I was wondering or you could do an outer banks imagine where like in season one the pogues leave kie, Sarah and reader on a boat, and the reader is the one getting stung by a jellyfish. The night goes on and she starts having an allergic reaction the jellyfish sting and her breathing starts to go bad and all dizzy. The girls have to call a mayday. And the sherif/ambulance boat? Comes and gets her or the pogues come back the next morning and she is not well at all. Then hospital. The pogues feel really badx Maybe reader x jj?  

A/N: I just started a rewatch of s1 tonight so I can finally watch s2...also I googled allergic reactions to a jellyfish sting for this. 

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Sarah stood beside you, practically holding you up, as you emptied the contents of your stomach into the marsh for the fifth time in so many minutes. The boys plan to strand Sarah and Kiara on the boat hadn’t been a very clever one and when you had protested JJ had jokingly pushed you over the edge of the HMS, claiming that now you too were stranded with them. 

It wasn’t exactly how you’d planned to spend your night, especially with everyone on each other’s nerves as severely as they were, you’d been looking forward to taking advantage of that and spending the night back at your house with JJ. Instead, you were stranded on Heyward’s boat with Kiara and Sarah bitching at each other. Not to mention the angry red mark blossoming over your stomach from the jellyfish that had stung you as you’d tread water earlier.  

“I thought you said you could fix this stupid piece of shit!” Sarah shouted to Kiara as she rubbed her hand along your back. The juxaposition of her kindness to you and her edgyness with Kiara wasn’t lost on you...even as you felt your head swimming.  

“I gotta lay down,” you urged, hands gripping the edge of the boat as you rested your chin against the cool side, staring into the murky water. It was starting to get darker outside but you weren’t paying attention to that anymore. You felt like you were going to throw up again though this time it felt prompted by the dizzy feeling when you moved your head and not the pain shooting through your abdomen.  

“Okay, let’s lay down...do you want a blanket or something?” Sarah asked, eyes darting around the boat to check for any spare blankets or sweatshirts.

You shook your head, immediately regretting the action as your vision blurred. “No...no, it’s so hot.” When you struggled to get JJ’s shirt over your head without moving too much, Sarah grabbed the hem of the shirt and eased it up.  

“She doesn’t need your help!” Kiara yelled from the hatch, looking out at you with concern. You’d been fine earlier, before you’d boarded the boat with them, before the jellyfish stung you, but now you were doing worse and worse. She was trying to fix the boat but it was obvious that JJ and John B’s genius plan had included purposely sabotaging any chance they had of getting the boat back to shore.  

“Obviously, she does!” Sarah shouted back, “she’s puking over the side of the fucking boat! What was in that shit you rolled anyway?”

Kiara looked incredulous at the suggestion that it was the weed they’d smoked that made you like this, “oh cause I poisoned my best friend with weed? Is that it?”  

“Maybe!” Sarah shrugged, “how should I know.”

“Not helping,” you groaned, rolling to the side and pressing your hand against your stomach. “Kie...my stomach is killing me.”  

“What can I do?” She asked, coming back over to you and Sarah.  

“Call for the coast guard or something?” Sarah suggested, looking out over the marsh as if someone would just happen to be driving through. It was pitch black now, the night falling completely. It wasn’t too late yet, close to 9:30p Sarah supposed, but she wasn’t confident that this could last until morning. Who knew when the boys would come back?

“With what phone Sarah? The tower is down.”  

“Swim to shore or something then!” She snapped.

“Sure, no problem...why didn’t I think of that? I’ll jump in the fucking marsh in the pitch black and swim toward what I think might be land!” Kiara shouted.

“Guys,” you snapped, pulling yourself up to the edge of the ship again. You felt like you were going to throw up again but there wasn’t anything left in your stomach, “shut the fuck up! You aren’t helping...I know they messed with the boat, is the radio working?”

“Let me check.” Kiara stood up from your side and headed back to the controls, checking the radio. “I’ve got a signal!”  

You weren’t sure how long it took between Kiara signaling a mayday and the police boat actually coming out on the marsh because you passed out soon after she’d gotten the signal, slumped against Sarah, the pain in your side and abdomen too much for you to bear. Neither of the girls wanted to leave you overnight in the hospital, worried something would happen the second they left your side, so Kiara scribbled a note and left it taped to the window of the boat.  

Gone to the hospital – was all it said. Not very descriptive but extremely alarming, the boys had arrived at the emergency room frantic.  

“What the fuck kind of scare tactic was that Kie!” JJ had shouted down the hallway when he saw his friend outside one of the rooms. A nurse down the same hall shushed him as he passed her and he turned around to flip her off.  

“Excuse me but you three deserve it after the shit you pulled! Leaving us stranded out there with no communication? You’re lucky the radio worked.” Sarah hissed, shoving JJ when he tried to get passed her into the room.  

The second he’d seen her it had been clear the person who was missing, the one who was undoubtedly in the hospital bed in the room he was standing outside of. You’d gotten hurt, seriously if you were here, if they’d had to mayday a police boat.

“What happened?” Pope asked, quieter than his best friend had been able to muster.

“She’s allergic to jellyfish.” Sarah replied, turning a glare on JJ, “when this moron pushed her in the water she got stung and had a reaction.”  

“Is she okay?”

“She’ll be alright...she’s dehydrated though, so she’s on fluids for the rest of the – JJ!” Kiara snapped when he pushed passed her to get into the room. He moved the curtain aside to see you there, still a little out of it from the exhaustion of the night before but you smiled when you saw him.  

“Hey,” he dropped his voice down to a whisper, a contrast to the sharp scrap of the chair that he dragged to your bedside, “I’m so sorry.”

“Guess I’m allergic to something after all.” You managed to tease, recalling the conversation you’d had a few weeks earlier when JJ had begrudgingly given up the peanut butter and jelly sandwich he was trying to make at John B’s when you reminded him that he was highly allergic to peanuts.

He’d claimed that “maybe it went away”, a possibility you both knew to be impossible while you told him that you weren’t stabbing him with an epi-pen if he had an allergic reaction. “I would stab you, if you were allergic to anything,” JJ had replied, settling for jelly on toast instead. 

“That doesn’t make me feel better.” JJ said now, eyeing the bag of fluids that was connected to you via IV. “I would’ve been fine thinking you didn’t have any allergies.” 

“It’s not your fault JJ, it was an accident...I could’ve been stung a million times before this, we literally live on the coast.” You tried to laugh and coughed; throat still sore. JJ grabbed for the pitcher of water at your bedside and poured you a glass, leaning over to help you swallow.  

“Yeah but you didn't get stung a million times before this...you got stung after I pushed you in!”

“We should let you get some rest,” Pope’s voice sounded over JJ’s shoulder and you both looked over to where he was standing at the curtain. He smiled at you, a silent ‘glad you’re okay’ and ‘sorry’ rolled into one.  

You nodded, more than aware that you were on the verge of falling asleep again. Still, you reached for your boyfriend’s hand, settling for his wrist instead as he was still holding the plastic cup. “Will you stay?” you asked, eyes meeting JJ’s.  

“Yeah, of course.” He promised, sitting back down, “I’m not going anywhere.” He didn’t mention the absolute panic that had racked through him when he saw Kiara’s note or realized you were the one that was injured and he definitely didn’t tell you how severely he blamed himself for you getting stung in the first place, instead he just sat there holding your hand and promising that he would stay there with you until you were discharged. “Everything’s okay, you’re okay.”  

[worldussysblog]

Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening Everyone!!

Okay so today I rewatched the twisted wonderland op for like 1000 times already and I just notice something on its ending well it's really hard to notice considering it's so fast so I slowed the speed down and take a screenshot on it✋.

‼️SPOILERS FOR PROLOGUE, CHAPTER 5 AND CHAPTER 6‼️

Beware of some Grammatical Errors 👺

This is just some silly theory of mine so don't make a big deal out of it🗿

Okay first we have:

This a book.Yes a book, and as you can see it's open and there's more books beside it , now I'm wondering if this is the same book Crowley used when him and Mc when to library to check on country Mc is from 🧐

Or maybe this could be from future chapters? Like Crowley finally decided to be responsible and do his job to look for our way home?🤨

Second we have this:

On second clip in the end of the Twst Op Grim was shown I don't have much to say on this one but I feel like the theory about Grim overblottimg might happen in the future but damn if that day ever comes I can't even Imagine on what Mc and others reaction to him heck have you guys even seen the monster that was shown in the early chapters? Like damn bro that gotta be hard to defeat😀🗿.

On the Third clip we have this one:

A black ink. Yes a black ink that was spilled on the desk/floor etc but what if this "black ink" was not just any ink but it's a blot?, You know what this is just getting more suspicious as I go on 🗿 I mean after Grim was shown the nextclip was a black ink? Could this be perhaps a foreshadow on what will happen in the future? Does the Overblot! Grim theory come true? I'll leave it at that for now.

On the fourth clip we have:

On the fourth clip the Night raven College campus was shown and you could see that it has no light or whatsoever in it. I don't have anything to say on this one. Though I must say the campus looks more beautiful at night.💝

On the fifth clip we have:

On the fifth clip Crowley was shown and the freaking irresponsible headmaster was looking at us/screen .

Just like the fourth one I don't have much to say on this one other than the Fcking crow being a huge creep. The first time I saw this clip I got chills💀

On the sixth clip we have:

On the sixth clip you can see an apple on the floor with a small bite in it. Maybe this one could be a foreshadow on what will/has happened on chapter 5? when Vil tried to poison Neige by giving him a poison apple juice. That's all I can say for this one.

On the seventh clip we have:

(Honestly this clip is my favorite and it made me even more curious on what will happen on Chapter 7-)

On seventh clip a Spinning wheel with some thorns around it was shown.The first time I saw this I was like "OMG COULD THIS BE A FORESHADOWING FOR THE CHAPTER 7??"🗿 Yes that was my immediate reaction when I saw this. Back to the topic, what I was saying is that, Will the same scene on sleeping beauty where princess Aurora was put to sleep will happen in chapter 7? I mean there's a huge possiblity that It might considering Malleus is slowly coming to realization on how fragile humans are- I mean how y'all seen the ending scene on Chapter 6?? One of malleus lines he said " It breaks easily like a silk thread spun by a Spinning wheel" he said that after his talk with Lilia with how fragile humans are BUT the big question is who will be the one that will be put to sleep ?

My theory is maybe it's Mc/Yuu? I mean we could see how much Mc means to Malleus considering they are the first human whom did not fear him and he also said in one of his voice lines(this one is quite popular)

"You aren't afraid of me, but... I'm starting to become afraid of losing you"(NEKDKSHEKSK) AHEM

That was one of his voice lines and now I'm wondering did something happen in the future that drive him to overblot and put someone to eternal slumber?

Find out in the next chapter🤗

Jkjk but seriously I'm losing my mind just by thinking on what will happen on chapter 7😀✋🗿.

Anyways onto the next and last clip-

On the last clip we have:

On the last clip Crowley's clothes on the ground was shown. When I saw this I immediately thought "Did something happen to Crowley?" My curiosity just increases when I saw this one it's making me overthink a lot like WHAT THE HECK WILL HAPPEN IN THE FUTURE BRO😭

Aniplex I'm begging you just drop the diasomnia trialer already will you😭🤧

You know what let's just leave it at this for now. I'm getting headache just by Thinking on what will happen in the future chapters😀✋🗿

That's all I have to share hehehe have a night day or night-

[goggles-mcgee]

FUCK FREUD CLUB SHENANIGANS because I didn't think people would enjoy my little idea so much and I have more to share!

• Harley who may have been drinking a bit: "I gotta admit Brucie babe, I, like many of our classmates, had a little crush on you!"

Jonathan who was getting more comfortable without wearing his Scarecrow hood, also who has been drinking too: "Confession, I also had a crush on you Wayne."

Bruce, now blushing and wondering if he made the Sangria too strong for this week's club meeting: "Well I'm flattered. If we're being honest here, I did have a crush on you Crane after you went off on Professor Kingsley when he said Freud was a genius."

Jonathan, now also slightly blushing: "Stop Mister Wayne or the media will somehow get wind of that and it'll be the new scandal."

Harley: "Speaking of scandal! Have you guys heard about the latest fight Pengy and Riddler had? I heard they legit got into a fight in front of the Bat!"

Sometimes their club meetings turns into gossip sharing.

• Harley bursting into Bruce's Study with Jonathan right behind her: "You're being played by George Clooney!?"

Jonathan: "You agreed to be the secret identity of Batman!?"

Bruce who was plotting Jason's second funeral and Tim's first: "My son's forged my signature on those papers. Then the other's heard about it and got so excited and I couldn't back out! Especially after Cass made me a card! She made me a card!"

Harley: "Pushover."

Jonathan: "People pleaser."

Bruce with his head in his hands: "Arnold Schwarzenegger is Mr. Freeze....Uma Thurman is Poison Ivy....Should I be worried that they'll attack me more after the movie?"

Harley now super excited: "They're in the movie!?"

• Jonathan standing next to a white board as he hosts this week's club meeting: "Today's club meeting will start off with our absolute favorite thing we hate about Freud. After that Harley has designed a Family Feud style game where Bruce, you and I will go against each other and guess Freud's stupidest idea's and studies based off Harley's questions. Winner takes home the homemade Fuck Freud Trophy which is a golden hand giving off the middle finger."

Bruce and Harley lifting up their hands in unison and solemnly flipping off a picture of Freud: "Fuck Freud."

• Bruce being held "hostage" by Two-Face before looking at the clock: "Oh shit. Harv? Can we like, reschedule this? I have a club meeting and I'm in charge of snacks this week."

Two-Face: "You...want to reschedule a hostage situation? For a club?"

Bruce, completely serious: "Yes."

• Harley got them Letterman jackets for the club, of course personalized. Jon even got them mugs for the club. Bruce caved and got them pens and pins made for the club.

His kids do not understand why he goes along with the club but they have also never seen their dad so normal and happy.

Clark gets jealous.

• Bruce walking in late to a club meeting with Starbucks for everybody: "You would not believe the nightmare I had last night."

Jonathan already pulling out a clipboard and pen: "Tell us all about it."

Harley coughing to hide her chuckles: "Yes tell the dream psychologist that has a nightmare kink all about your scary dream."

Jonathan who is blushing now, is it in anger? Is it in embarrassment? Who knows: "One class! One dream psychology class! And I do not have a fear kink!"

Bruce finally taking his seat: "Denial. Interesting. Now let's acknowledge the fact that Harley said you had a nightmare kink not fear kink. Do you want to discuss that further Mr. Crane?"

Jonathan throwing a pen at Bruce: "We were talking about you not me Rich Boy!"

Bruce and Harley cackling.

• Jonathan and Harley are still villains but they kind of start to edge into the anti-hero stage of things. Nobody knows why expect Bruce and he's so proud.

• They actually call each other on their bad days. Harley yelled at Bruce about being more open with his kids and he actually really took it to heart. Jon got collectively yelled at about his self esteem issues and taking better care of himself because no Jon, a human can't just survive off corn and sweet tea. Harley had a tough love session when Bruce and Jon had to tell her just how bad Joker was to her and yeah she realized that but she shouldn't be afraid to get into a relationship with someone just because of that past toxic relationship.

• Bruce's kids actually start to get comfortable with Harley and Jonathan being around the house from time to time. It's still weird to them but they see first hand the changes that all three are going through.

• Bruce babysits Lou and Bud for Harley whenever she needs him too or if she gets in trouble and is sent to Arkham. Damian loves helping out with them.

• Batman may or may not have taken the long way to the university when he heard Scarecrow took over the Psych 101 class because the teacher was obviously incompetent Bats. He was teaching young impressionable minds!

• Bruce admits to them that he hates the whole 'Playboy Billionaire' role he used to play and can't seem to escape from. Especially because he's a dad now, it's not like he can really afford to be a playboy.

• Harley insists on teaching Bruce how to fight because she can't believe how often he gets himself into bad situations.

Jonathan agrees about this and even gives Bruce some of his Fear Toxin in case he ever has to use it in defense to get away from anyone. He even put it in a pepper spray-like bottle so it would go unnoticed.

I have so much more headcanons but here are a few XD

Enjoy

[rosietrace]

Melodic Misconceptions 🎹

Track 10: Unwanted Words

Synopsis: Victoria Shard was a former member of the popular idol group [ Poisoner ] from NRC corporations. After discourse with her group leader, Victoria decided it was best for her to leave and pursue her solo career in a record label run by her parents.

It had been half a year since her separation from her old group, and Victoria had never been more successful. But now she has a new problem. She must return to NRC corporations in order to mentor the seven idol groups.

Ellis Clawthorne is a member of [ (Co)-connect ] the most recent group under NRC'S belt. With no experience as an idol, Ellis must persevere in order to succeed and pursue her dreams.

Will both girls be able to adapt to their current situations?

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Author's note: Heyo! Unfortunately Victoria's gotta deal with a lot of shit in this track, good and bad shit respectively :') poor girl needs a break alongside Mayuu

This track focuses more on Victoria, so I hope you guys don't mind that! But hopefully you guys like the crumbs of Malleus x Victoria(Vic calling him endearing) and two Aguri posts ;)

On the other hand, Mayuu get the van and crash it with Vil inside-

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Victoria smiled to herself, turning off her phone and continuing to observe the dancing of the members of [ (Co)-connect ]

Most of them were all dancing to separate songs, but it didn't make the atmosphere all that weird since they were all wearing headphones. Chizuko, Miren, Carol, and Mayuu were the only ones who weren't dancing.

She'll admit, they're much more professional than she initially thought. For a bunch of inexperienced idols, Victoria saw their potential overflowing.

Noticing the swiftness in Juvia's dancing, and realizing that it would make the others appear slower, Victoria approached her.

"I suggest you slow down your movements a little. Impressive as they are, it makes the other members appear slower in comparison." Juvia nodded in determination and resumed her dancing.

Striding towards Chizuko, Victoria was unsurprised to notice that one of the strings of her bass was broken.

Given how many times she's used it, the strings are bound to break at some point. She thought and took out replacement strings from her bag and gave them to Chizuko.

Chizuko looked a bit startled."Eh? Where did you…" Victoria hummed, "Bought them. Specifically for you. I got another set for Miren." Chizuko couldn't help but snicker when Miren stiffened at the mention of his name.

"Thanks…" was all Chizuko could muster up to say to her before applying the new bass strings to her instrument.

Victoria nodded and huffed a little. She's starting to get used to this life as a mentor to [ (Co)-connect ], and… She couldn't help but be happy at the progress they've made in just two months of working with them.

But unfortunately, that means she's going to fall victim to criticism either way.

When practice was over, everyone went their separate ways to spend the rest of the day to themselves. An idea Victoria was very keen on.

She enjoyed mentoring them, but… She already felt uneasy when she was scrolling through social media.

And how cruel people can truly be.

"Pffft- What the hell is up with an idol mentoring other idols??"

"I guess she's only doing it for attention. Guessing mommy and daddy's money and influence isn't enough for her."

"She complained about wearing revealing clothing when she was in Vil's group but she's still wearing that type of clothing! It feels like she was looking for some stupid excuse to leave the group for good."

All those kinds of comments were normal. The life of an idol was never going to be an easy one, especially when one's parents are well-known music producers.

Victoria couldn't care less about the comments people made about her. Or about Zen. Both of them knew they were able to handle themselves.

But…

"They didn't improve at all!! What kind of mentor does she THINK she is LMAO"

"WHY THE HELL IS YUUTA SUCH A WHORE💀 NO ONE GIVES A SHIT ABOUT HIM ANYWAY"

"Everyone in the fandom is acting like Ellis and Juvia are talented dancers. Like WHERE? WHAT TALENT?? ALL I SEE IS SLOPPY ATTEMPTS AT DANCE MOVES!"

"Why is Chizuko such an edge lord 😭 is acting like she's not like other girls. Pick me girl energy much?"

It irritated- No, infuriated her. She hated looking at those comments, always scrolling away when she saw one.

But their words stuck with her. And she was starting to doubt her abilities as a mentor. As an idol.

Was she qualified for the job? To train such inexperienced yet talented amateurs with overflowing potential?

Victoria still can't believe she was chosen for the job. And it upset her.

And it just had to get worse from there.

Because Vil, Rook, and Epel were now right in front of her.

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She felt endeared when she was scrolling through social media, laughing a bit at every post her 'students' made.

The comments hurt her, yes, but just seeing Vil alongside the two people who refused to see from her point of view?

Victoria didn't think her day could get any worse outside of reading comments. But alas, she had to unceremoniously encounter the three people she didn't want to see at all.

She can handle Yuuta's antics. She can deal with Malleus.

And admittedly, she finds the latter rather endearing, but…

… She can't handle seeing them again. Not after what they did.

But she's Victoria Shard. And her image would always go before herself. And so she forced a smile, appearing polite and bordering on appearing dainty.

"Oh my… I didn't expect to see you three here." The sweetness in her voice dripped in venom, Vil could tell. Behind that polite smile was a woman filled with anger.

Victoria hummed."But it seems Circe isn't here with you three… Why is that?" She questioned.

Epel looked away, refusing to meet her gaze."He's busy today… He told us he was gonna stay in his room for a bit." Epel told her.

Rook inhaled sharply, forcing himself to maintain his posture and polite demeanor in front of her."It is such an honor to see you again after so long… Reine de miroirs." Everyone practically cringed at the nickname Rook gave her.

It only upset her even more.

Finally, Vil spoke.

"How have you been?"

That's when the facade faded away completely. Her sternness resurfaced, and the cold aura within her crystal-like eyes returned alongside it.

"I've been doing well, thank you. But I suppose that isn't the case for you." The look in her eyes matched well with the tone of her voice. It was enough for Vil to have such an irritated look in his eyes.

"I wouldn't think so. We were given a sponsorship by Dior and even helped advertise Chanel for their newest fashion line."

"Chanel's no longer the same fashionably chic clothing brand we used to know. All it's worth is a ridiculously expensive perfume that doesn't even smell good."

Epel gulped, biting back a chance to retort back at Victoria when he glanced at Vil. He had never seen him so upset since that night. The night of their argument. It didn't help that Rook likely felt the same way.

A quiet groan escaped her lips." I don't want to deal with this anymore, Vil…" she said, walking past him before hearing him say something.

"You're not the 'queen' anymore Victoria. You're nothing without us."

But she didn't turn her back to counteract his words. All she did was walk away to her room, feeling her eyes sting as she was preventing tears from falling down her cheeks.

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[rheannaaaz]

Unexpected Visitor (Part 5)

Jason Todd X Fem!Reader

Summary: When Jason gets kicked off the Titans because of his actions with Johnathan Crane, he goes to his old “friend” who was once in the same situation.

TW: Fluff, sexual innuendo, explosions, Jason being mean����, SERIOUS SEASON 3 TITANS FINALE SPOILERS AT THE BEGINNING OF FINALE PART 1

A/N: So, this is kind of my version of what happened with Crane and everyone yk? So the titans are still in Gotham but not together just yet it’s more like when they were all split up for those few episodes! I just hoped that made everything a bit better. This is also a 2 in one you guys deserved it, more reading! Yay!!——————————————————————————-

-Y/N’S POV-

Normally from the force of habit, I would grab the knife I keep tucked under my shirt and put it to Dicks throat but Jason knew about this and grabbed my wrist before I could do anything.

“What do you want Dick,” I said his name like it was poison just waiting to get rid of someone.

“I come in peace.” Me and Jason looked at each other and decided to let him in, we all sat down at the table but that’s when things started going down south.

“What do you want Dick,” Jason questioned him, it sounded like he didn’t wanna see him either. Dick looked at me and then Jason, he didn’t care that I was there. “Look, Johnathan is out of control...We found him a few days ago but we don’t have enough people to take him down, he has men helping him fight even the police. There’s nothing we can do, Kory’s gone, Rachel & well, you already know. I need hel-We, the Titans need your help, Jason.”

My eyes widened when he only said Jason and all I did was scoff and smirk but it seems Jason wasn’t having it with him acting like I wasn’t there- he looked at Dick and said “No.” Dick was surprised and retaliated by saying “I’m coming to you as a br-“

“YOU'RE NOT MY BROTHER, YOU NEVER WERE.”

Jason yelled at Dick, he was upset but I understood why...How does your brother die, come back as a vigilante, work with the enemy, and then you don’t even try and help him and just continue fighting him and saying he’s not worth helping? He felt like he wasn’t needed.

He sat back down and said, “I’m not going back without Y/N. You guys treated her horribly and didn’t let her explain herself. The only way I’m coming back is if YOU, let her explain herself to the WHOLE team and stop pointing her out as a villain.”

Dick was taken back by someone finally speaking up about me and my issue. So when he looked over to me, I looked somewhere else like a childish “I’m not talking to you look?” I think Dick was desperate for help so he said I could come back, I was just scared to see everyone again.

*THE NEXT DAY*

-JASONS POV-

After yesterday's talk with Dick, I was suddenly kind of nervous but my nerves went down when I realized Y/N was sleeping on my arm. I missed this, but it always gets ruined by a mission or something so I got up. The plan is for me to go back to Crane, talk to him and let Dick try and also get to him which I don’t think will work but that was the plan we came up with.

I got up quietly so I didn’t freak of Y/N, I knew she was nervous about me going to see Crane so I didn’t wanna make her nerves worse. I have a plan for what I’m gonna do for her once this is all over though.

It was nighttime, I got my suit on and woke up Y/N. “Y/N/N, come on. We gotta get up, there’s a lot to do.” She just grabbed the blanket and put it over her head, there was only one way to get Y/N up at times like this. “I’ll get you pizza later, if they are open after this- and cinnabons!” I’ve never seen her get up so quickly.

Y/N came out in her suit, she was pretty nervous since it’s been a while since she’s put it on. She came out of the room in her suit, “I can’t do this-“ I grabbed her hand while she was turning away and brought her back over. “You look fine,” I said spinning her around but stopping at the back “Oh, trust we will be doing something else tonight,” I said and smirked, I think it cheered her up too cause she started laughing.

We laughed and then Dick sent me a text saying he was outside, we went out and got in the car.

-PART ONE OF THE FINALE STARTS HERE-

**Contains S3 EP13 Titans Spoilers**

**IN THE CAR**

-DICKS POV-

Y/N & Jason got in the car and I started driving and talking.

Jason broke the silence, “What are we doing?” I responded “We’ve located Crane, the team is already together and planning what to do. You guys are my secret weapon to get extra help.”

Jason was shocked his face was unbelievable “The titans? What are they gonna do when they see us?”

I kept driving, “That’s the thing, can’t bring you 2 back. It’ll cause a war...But I do need you two.” Y/N stepped in and said “Oh, so we’re just your dirty little secret. Well played Grayson, well played.” I just listened and parked, “When do you need us?” Jason looked at me and then looked outside waiting for a response, “If you don’t hear from me before, meet me back here in 3 hours.” They agreed but Barbara called me.

(Blue: Dick, Purple: Barbara)

B: “Dick, do you copy?”

D: “Barbara?”

B: “Yeah, it’s me. Are you okay?”

D: “Yeah I’m fine, are you?”

B: “All good, Vee busted me out. Apparently, she's working for A.R.G.U.S?”

D: “A.R.G.U.S is in Gotham?”

Vee chimed in, “We are now.”

B: “Long story. Basically, Vee isn’t who she said she was.”

V: “But who is really?”

B: “Anyway, we’re getting the A.R.G.U.S satellite locked in on you. We’ve contacted the other Titans and activated their comms. They’re meeting in a Chinatown hideout.”

D: “Good. Crane is about to blow Gotham to pieces. We need all hands on deck.”

B: Yeah, happy to help.

D: T-signal, nice touch.

B: Huh?

D: It's shining on a building off Gotham Plaza.

There was radio static, “This is Jonathan Crane for Dick Grayson. This is only the beginning...There are 10 bombs across the city. How many can you find? How many will die? September has finally come & the season of Harvest..is upon you.” The static happened again and I was back on the phone with Barbara, I went on mute.

Jason and Y/N were in shock, “What the fuck? 10? Dick. 10!?” Y/N was surprised, but I knew she would snap out of it in a minute. I went off mute but then the others got out of the car. I started driving, “Dick, are you okay. Lost you for a minute.” — “Get a call out to anyone near Gotham Plaza. Tell them to stay inside.”

There was an explosion, I got out of the car but there was gas coming out of the building.

-3RD PERSON POV-

There was green gas everywhere, confused people falling to the floor. Whining, coughing and people slowly forgetting how to breathe.

Jonathan walking over bodies in a gas mask and laughing starts to speak.

“I and the public know what all schoolchildren learn. 'To those that evil is done, do evil in return.” He exhaled and turned to the burning building, and proudly raised his hands, and observed his masterpiece.

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HEYY I HAD FUN WRITING SO THIS IS A BIT LONGER THAN NORMAL..You can find this whole scene visually in Season 3 Episode 13 of Titans on HBO MAX! Wait till next Friday to get the part 2 of the finale, what will Jason & you do? Will Crane get away with this? Will we see the titans together? 🤨🤷🏾‍♀️

[giggly-squiggily]

Hi Hello I just finished Part 5 of JJBA during a reasonable hour! (Spoilers and such below the cut)

First of all: My favorite part! The best part! 10/10 I loved Golden Wind so much! The characters, the Stands/Stand users, the villains- it was all so good!

GIORNO It’s not delivery My boy, by guy, my golden hero! I will probably say this with every Jojo, but he was absolutely amazing and I loved him. I knew I’d love him, but seeing him through this part? He’s been cemented as my favorite (At least until I watch Part 6 arjeaklrkjaejr) His stand? Amazing. His character? To die for. The frogs? Loved it!

Mama Bruno! (Sobs) I loved bruno so much- what an amazing Capo! He was such a great soul throughout the show, and when he ultimately passed on at the end- it hurt so much but he went peacefully. God when Giorno found out he was already dead- the pain in his voice hurt, and seeing Bruno go on- AH! Zipper Man/Sticky Fingers was great! :D 

Mr Stinky MISTA!!! Can we yell about Mista? I wanna yell about Mista- he’s an angel! I love him so much; he’s loud and funny and brilliant; the Sex Pistols and him were the cutest little crew! I love his bond with both Giorno and Trish- and just him being amazing!

Big titty goth bf Abbachio (Sobs) I love him- lowkey my husband, he’s freaking amazing! His voice? Godly. He’s such a grump, but my god was he so cool to watch! I really loved Moody Blues- his stand was my favorite of the batch; the recording noises- the design- all of it! Top tier!

Orange slices Narancia (Sobs hardest) That death killed me- he was absolutely amazing. Narancia was funny and sweet, he just wanted to keep the gang safe and protect Trish! He was gonna go back to school :( Why’d they gotta make him have all those dreams before death? It hurt so much when he died, and Giorno’s grief made it worse! (And Fugo pausing where he was when he realized he was gone? GAH!) On a lighter note; little Bomber was cool as heck, and the Gangster Torture Dance is absolutely hilarious!

Fugo He’s gotta hole lotta style He was enjoyable! I didn’t get as attached to him as I did the rest of the group, but I still loved him to death! His design is really cool and his and Narancia’s dynamic was pretty neat :D The GioFugo shippers are winning me over day by day with the content between them I loved Purple Haze; I have a soft spot for poison based abilities so that was pretty cool to see! :D I do wish he did tag along for the final battle; that probably would have solidified him as top tier- still amazing though!

Trish Spice girl! I didn’t know how I felt about her at first, but she completely won me over by the end of the series! She’s so bad ass, and her growth really impressed me as she went from a nervous teen to someone who stuck it out for the final battle! That scene on the plane? Still my favorite moment with her- when she discovered her Stand! I love her to death! :D

Can we yell about the Hitman team? And the fact they're all named after food? I thought that was absolutely hilarious! (I realize pretty much everyone besides Trish and Giorno was named after food but the Hitman team really carried the names) So I don’t always remember the names so here’s the nicknames I’ve deemed them all through the show:

Formaggio: Shrinky Dinks

Illuso: Man In The Mirror

Prosciutto: Old Man Bacon

Pesci: FROGGY! (Sonic fans will get this one)/Pinapple head

Melone: Mr. Foot Fetish (Y’all can’t tell me he doesn’t have one)/The only one who I remembered by name besides their leader/Industry Baby

Risotto: Gordon Ramsey/ Raviolli Raviolli Give Me The Razor Bladie

Sorbet and Gelato: The two ice cream guys that were a couple (at least I think they were)

Ghiaccio: That one emoji meme (He’s not allowed to bring Mac Salad anymore)/ Ice Ice Baby

Lightning round Time!: I did NOT want to like Doppio but....I kinda fell in love with Doppio. He’s honestly kinda cute with the who: “DODOODODDOODODO!” noises and using random items as his phone. And Diavio was pretty cool too- I was deeply satisfied with how he went out.

The rock statues made me cry- god I was NOT PREPARED!!!

The one couple: Squalo and Tiziano? Wish I could have seen more but great all around!

Cioccolata/Dr Sadist? Creepy as hell but his “Good boy”s with Secco were kinda funny- it reminded me of petting Sammy klarkjleakrjke (just not as aggressive or creepy)

And GioGio as the new Don! What a set up! :D Overall it was a fantastic series and I loved every part of it! I’m not gonna rush to Part 6 yet (I’m gonna wait until the whole things out) but overall an amazing time!

[hangovercurse]

Don’t Be Sorry

In which Y/N’s past catches up to her... and Colson

Reader x Colson Baker

Warnings: Abuse (Graphic), cursing, violence.

A/N: Seriously, it gets detailed. If you are uncomfortable with domestic abuse/ violence then this is not the fic for you. If you are a victim of abuse, there are resources available for you. The National Domestic Violence Support Hotline is 1-800-799-SAFE (7233). 

Word Count: 2352

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“To good music and good friends” Colson shouted over the noise of the crowd. The group raised their glasses in a toast before downing the shot. “Now let’s fuckin party!” 

It was your first time out in a while. You liked to pretend it was because you were too busy. I have a job outside of writing music with you, you would always remind the older boy. But truthfully, you weren’t as attached to the party scene as your friends and did whatever you could to avoid them. 

But when Colson asked, well begged, you to go out with them to celebrate finishing Hotel Diablo you couldn’t say no. Colson’s face when you said yes almost made you excited. Almost.

But now on the crowded rooftop of a club you’d never been to in an outfit that was all too tight and all too short, you wished you’d made up an excuse to stay home. Luckily your friends made you forget your unease. 

“Y/N, watch me drink both of these beers in 10 seconds!” Rook shouted, holding two bottles in his hands. You laughed, shaking your head slightly at his antics and pulling out your phone to time him. 

“Ok, go.” You said as he brought the bottles up to his mouth, chugging both in an astounding 9.75 seconds. “Dude that’s insane.” You showed him the timer and he cheered, dragging you to the bar. 

“I’m getting you a drink, whaddyu want?” Rook asked as he waved down the bartender. “Rum and coke?” He questioned, knowing your order by heart at this point.

“How’d you guess.” You asked with a smile on your face. 

“It’s a talent.” Rook laughed, arms flailing as he bowed dramatically. 

The pair of you got your drinks and returned to your group in the middle of the dance floor. When you got back Slim dramatically held out his hand for you to dance with him, and you guys jumped around to the music. 

The drink in your veins made you a little more comfortable. it wasn’t enough to get you into any trouble, just enough to loosen you up for a good time. As the group laughed at AJ’s terrible dance moves, you felt a chill come over the room. 

As the rest of your friends smiled and laughed, you looked around the dance floor, trying to find anything, or anyone, out of place. Unfortunately for you, you were much shorter than the men around you, so you couldn’t see much. 

Colson noticed you weren’t really with the group, and he followed your gaze around the room, leaning in close to you. “Everything ok?” He asked.

“Yeah, I just have this weird feeling.” 

He laughed, “drink too much?” 

You gave him a pointed look and then chuckled to signify you were joking. “No, I just, I don’t know how to explain it. I just have a bad feeling about something.” 

“Ok, well just don’t leave my side. I’ll keep you safe.” He winked at you and you rolled your eyes, but you appreciated the sincerity in his statement. 

Colson and you had been friends for years, but after your last relationship ended... roughly (to put it nicely), he let you stay at his place for a while until you got back on your feet. Since then you’d gotten closer to the tattooed man and come to trust him implicitly. 

You refocused on your friends, watching Pete and Baze racing pints of beers, with Baze winning (for obvious reasons). You laughed as Pete hung his head in shame. He scrunched his nose at you. “I don’t see you chugging anything.” 

This only made you laugh harder, “I don’t think what you were doing is considered “chugging.”” You made air quotes as he put on a mock hurt expression. 

“Y/N’s up next!” Slim shouted and your eyes went wide. 

“Oh hell no, man. I leave that shit up to you guys.” You smiled as he shook his head profusely. 

“Nope, you gotta do it. Rook’s already getting the beer.”

You hung your head, knowing there was no arguing with Slim. “Fine, but I’m gonna lose and then I’m gonna be mad. So if I’m mad, its your fault.” You shook your head as the boys howled. 

Rook came back with two beers in his hand, handing you one. “I’ll give you a head start.” Slim smiled.

“Fuck no, man.” You said before bringing the beer to your lips, chugging the drink. Slim was taken off guard and ended up starting a few seconds after you, which was all the advantage you needed. 

You raised your hands in victory as AJ picked you up in celebration, the boys cheering for you as Slim hung his head. Once you landed back on your feet, Rook threw his arm around your shoulders, “Y/N is the fuckin bomb.” 

You loved this feeling, you loved being surrounded by your friends who loved you. You giggled as he leaned into you, making you stumble under his weight. 

“Oh look, Y/Ns surrounded by all her little man-whores.” His voice sobered you up instantly and made every bone in your body tense up. You looked up to Colson for support, but he was already focused on the man behind you. 

“Not even gonna look at me, damn. You’re really that much of a bitch, huh? Not even gonna say hi?” His voice was like poison in your veins. Every word he spoke reminded you of the last time you saw him. You subconsciously reached up to your neck, rubbing your throat.

“Get the fuck away from her dude.” Colson said shortly. You tried to catch his eye. You wanted to beg him not to make a scene, to just take your hand and leave. But it was too late for that. 

“And who the fuck are you?” Jason, your ex-boyfriend, moved towards Colson and into your view. You flashed back to the night in his living room, his back facing you just like it was now, before he turned around and-

Luckily, Rook’s hand squeezing your shoulder pulled you from your thoughts. You turned to look at him, his head cocked and his eyes questioning. You simply shook your head at him. You looked back to Colson who was seething. You caught Pete’s eye behind him and mouthed, we need to leave.

Pete nodded, grabbing Colson’s arm lightly, but the blond only shook off his friends grasp. 

“Hey, there’s this really cool music store down the street that’s still open, we should go check it out.” AJ said, his eyes trained on you. Thank god for AJ.

“Yeah, that sounds like a great idea.” Pete said, “Colson let’s go check it out.” 

You could see Jason’s face change when he figured out who the blond man was. “Yeah, Colson, why don’t you take your bitch and get out of here.”

“Don’t fucking call her that.” Colson moved closer to him and your eyes widened in fear. 

“What? A bitch? That’s what she is, a slutty fucking bitch.” With every word, Jason moved closer to your friend until the two men were almost touching. Tears stung your eyes as you flashed back again. 

“You stupid fucking whore. Who the fuck do you think you are? Fucking around with some asshole rapper! Did you forget you fucking belong to me?”

His words still rang in your mind. You could feel your body begin to shut down, your lungs gasping for breath just like they had that day. 

You were brought back to reality by the screams of protest as Colson pushed your ex-boyfriend away from him, causing Jason’s fist to make contact with Colson’s jaw. 

“You think you can get away with making me look like an idiot? I’m your fucking boyfriend, not him.”

Jason’s fist made contact with your left cheek and your knees failed to hold you up. The man caught you before you hit the ground, leaning forward to pin you against the wall behind you. 

“Y/N, c’mon, let’s go.” Rook’s arm fell to the small of your back as he escorted you through the crowd, Slim following you. You made your way down the stairs, the two boys helping to support your weight. 

“I’m gonna make you remember who you belong to.” 

Jason pinned your arms above your head as he pressed you further into the wall. His free hand made its way up your chest to your throat. His soft grasp turned into a squeeze around your neck. 

“Jason please-”

You tried to talk, but few words could come out. You struggled for air as his eyes grew darker and darker. 

“You think you can go and fuck around with whoever you want, don’t you?”

You shook your head, but he continued.

“You’re a goddamn slut, and you need to learn your lesson.” 

Your vision began to blur.

“Y/N, you okay?” You came back to reality to find yourself in the alley between the club and the neighboring building. Slim was standing in front of you, Rook to your side as you leaned against the wall behind you. 

You shook your head in response and he let out a sigh. Suddenly the door slammed open and you flinched at the noise. 

“I’m gonna fucking kill him.”

“I’m gonna fucking kill you.”

You kneed Jason as a last resort before you lost consciousness, and now you were running through the house. You ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind you and pulling your phone from your pocket, not even noticing the new crack in the screen. You searched for the first name you could think of.

“Colson?”

“Colson, take a breath, man!” AJ yelled as he followed the tall blond man outside. 

Colson was pacing a few feet away from you as you tried to focus on breathing, your hand subconsciously reaching for your neck again, as if you were trying to pry his invisible hand off of you. 

Pete moved in front of you, taking in your state of fear. Other than Colson, Pete was the only one who had any idea about your ex. He didn’t know the whole story, only that it ended violently. 

“Hey, you okay?” He asked, keeping his distance as he leaned against the other wall across from you. 

You sniffled and wiped your face, nodding quickly as you realized most of your friends- save for Baze and Colson- were watching you. “Sorry guys- he’s just an ex. He’s kind of an asshole.” 

“Really kid? We couldn’t tell.” AJ tried to joke, and you cracked a small smile, trying to convince them you were ok. 

Your breathing started to slow, and you felt yourself coming down from your panicked state, until you caught Colson’s fist making contact with the wall of the club.  

“Open this fucking door bitch!”

Jason’s fists beat against the door- the only thing standing between you and him.

“He’s gonna kill me Cols. I’m so scared.”

Your sobs rang through the phone as the banging intensified. 

“He can’t save you now, bitch! Not such a big man now, are ya? Colson!”

“Colson!” Baze berated the blond man, who recoiled in pain. “Get your shit together, bro.” He said, quieter.

Colson looked up at his friend and then past him to meet your eyes. His blue orbs softened at the tears in yours. “I’m so sorry, Y/N.” He whispered, walking over to you. 

He leaned forward against the wall you already occupied, his arms above your head as his head drooped down to watch you. You looked up at him, your hand reaching up to touch his face where Jason had made contact. 

He flinched when your skin met his, causing you to jerk your hand back, afraid he would yell at you for hurting him. 

“It’s okay, I was just surprised is all.” He whispered before grabbing your hand and bringing it back up to his chin. You ran your fingers over the forming bruise lightly, another tear falling from your eyes. 

“I’m so sorry.” You whispered. “I didn’t think he’d- I didn’t know...” You trailed off, looking down and dropping your hand from Colson’s face. 

“Hey, hey, hey.” He moved one hand to gently tilt your face up, leaning down to be closer to you, “Look at me. This was not your fault. Okay? You don’t need to be sorry for anything, babe. You did nothing wrong.” 

“I just- if I hadn’t called you that night-”

“You wouldn’t be here. Y/N if you hadn’t called me you could’ve been seriously hurt. He could’ve killed you.” 

You took a shaky breath in, sniffling. Colson sniffled too. “Y/N, this is nothing, okay? I would take a thousand more punches like this if it means that douchebag never comes near you again. I mean it. Don’t blame yourself for this, okay?” You nod, reaching your arms up to wrap around his neck as you bury your head into his shoulder, your nose pressed against his neck. 

His arms wrapped around you and you could hear his sniffles in your ear as his lips pressed against your hair. “Thank you.” You mumble into his neck, pressing your lips against the hot skin. 

“Hey! Get the fuck out of here! This isn’t some fucking party you can photograph. Fuck off with your cameras!” Pete yelled, causing you to release Colson and look towards the commotion. You briefly see a figure in the distance before a white flash blinds you. 

“Fuckin paps.” Colson whispered, his arms still wrapped around your waist. 

“Let’s get outta here, guys.” Slim says, leading everyone back into the club to leave through the back door. Colson interlocked your hand with his as you stepped into the building, keeping you as close to him as possible as you squeezed your way through the crowd. 

Once you loaded yourselves into the van, you leaned your head on Colson’s shoulder, your hands still interlocked. “Can I stay at yours tonight?” You asked in a whisper. Colson simply pressed a kiss to your forehead, his hand leaving yours to wrap around you and pull you closer to him.