#very very scared of frien hating me

[ang31ey3s-d3mons3edz]

Aghhh head don't feel good...

[shrimp-buffet]

LARRY & LAWRIE HEADCANONS #3

(Headcanons after the cut, I ramble for a bit)

*head pops out of grave* I'M ALIVEEE

Yeah I know I say this in practically every post but I finally got something again! school and other stuff kicked my ass and honestly i wasn't sure how interested really was in making these until I missed them! So while I can't guarantee any consistent posting knowing me, I can at least say that I do plan to keep doing these and I'm hoping to branch out into other fandoms so that me making these doesn't fully depend on me having a Brawl Stars hyperfixation.

Anyways as a sort of apology for the lack of content, I bring you the follow up I know many have been waiting for: LARRY AND LAWRIE PART 3 BABY!

Hope you enjoy!

Fair warning: this one may be a small bit angsty in some spots. Nothing that would need an actual warning but didn't want to jumpscare y'all with surprise sadness.

Larry based, Lawrie based, both

•Larry's most rebellious action would be putting a soda can in the non-recycling bin... Then feeling extremely guilty and fishing it back out to put it in the correct bin when no one is looking.

•Lawrie has an apocalypse bunker hidden somewhere in the park. It's only for them, Larry, and RT.

•Lawrie likes Bob Ross! They don't like to paint all that much though. Larry does like painting but he's really bad at it.

•They've never been outside the park before. Lawrie is pretty content with that fact and doesn't want to leave, but Larry wants to see what's out there and occasionally asks parkgoers about it.

•Larry gets along well with animals (add this and the last one and Larry is a fricking Disney princess- /j)

•Lawrie is the exact opposite, all animals hate them and they hate all animals in return.

•As somewhat implied already, Lawrie is kind of leaning towards a "hate all biological life" mindset. They don't actually full-on hate lifeforms entirely, but people don't really like them so they don't like people, that kind of deal. This leads Lawrie to sometimes say stuff teetering on the "kill all humans" line but Larry calls it out and Lawrie would always agree they're going a bit too far.

•Larry as usual is the opposite. He finds life and people to be so interesting and envies their experiences. They even somewhat avoid hanging out with other robots because it reminds him that he's also just a robot, though he doesn't even realize this thought process. He would never admit it, but he kind of wishes he was human. Lawrie can sense this so it causes some arguments between the two.

•On a more light-hearted note, Larry has a bit of a crush on Melodie! She's very pretty, sings beautifully, and does whatever she wants and says anything on her mind, all of which Larry loves and admires.

•Out of all the people in the park, Lawrie gets along with Draco and Hank the best. Draco is more of a frien-emy that can get on their nerves a lot but they have a lot of similar interests like music taste. And Hank is a semi-friendly rival.

•Larry, Lawrie, and R-T were all made on the same day. When it comes to the birthday though they celebrate it as R-T's day cause they just love their "baby" sibling. (Plus in Lawrie's case they just don't like the idea of having their own birthday)

•Larry is scared of Cordelius. He just gives them the creeps and somehow always manages to accidentally sneak up on Larry. (Same goes for Lily)

•Larry has a notebook they carry around to do made up math problems in when they're bored.

•Lawrie usually never wishes they could eat food, but he does wish he could try chocolate.

•They tend to play "road trip" games when they're bored on a patrol together. Things like Eye Spy, 20 Questions, Alphabet Game, etc. They both really enjoy it!

•They also listen to true crime podcast together.

And that's all I got for now! Thank you for reading this far!! As always if you'd like more let me know!!!

[comfortabletogether]

hibiki,kanade,yoruko,emma and teruya (dra or sdra2 ver,idm) with a younger sibling reader (only by 1-2yrs) headcanons? tysm,if u do this,btw!!!

thank you for requesting Anon!! Sorry it took me so long to write this lol. I avoided this for a while because I was scared I wouldn’t understand how to write siblings but it turned out pretty good. There was almost no spoilers in this, I just can’t help myself.

There is a line in the Teruya section that references a fic that I wrote and posted on AO3. So that’s what that is about lol.

WARNING: IMPLIED SPOILERS

~ Mod Haruhiko ✈️

Emma Magorobi

🎬 You were Emma’s adopted sibling (or technically she was the one adopted) and she adored you. You bought her a book full of puns when she first was adopted into your family and from then on, she’d try and surprise you every morning with a new pun.

🎬 You’d also most likely be a child star, which would cause Emma to be very protective of you. Cashing directors to not be as inclined to cast the two of you in the same projects.

🎬 Emma is glad to be in your family but she hates it so much when you take her clothes or jewelry or anything without her permission.

🎬 The two of you frequently get into petty arguements that have no reason to exist (like if sentient which fruit would win in a fight.)

🎬 Overall, Emma is a kind and sweet older sister to have. But the two of you will be having nonsensical issues every ten minutes.

Yoruko Kabuya

🍷 Depending on how much younger you are, she’ll treat you differently. If you are a lot younger than her, she’ll be protective of you and would actually treat you like a sibling, but if you were only a little bit younger, than you are her best friend. No expectations.

🍷 Getting home from work or school, she’ll immediately start talking to you about her peers or clients. Gossip is always the best with her.

🍷 Helping her dye/re-dye her hair is a lot of fun. And by helping Yoruko forces you to do it in return that she’ll do your chorus for the next two weeks. The two of you are always ruining the bathroom to have to be cleaned the next morning.

🍷 Yoruko will try to stay out of having any arguments with you but if you are just trying to pick one with her, she will get annoyed and will get into an argument.

🍷 Overall, Yoruko is a pretty cool big sister, there is a lot of gossip. And she will defend you always if you are getting bullied. 

Otonokoji Twins

🎼 Hibiki will love you and despite making you always call her ‘big sis’ to have a level of importance over you. She will not insult you like she insults Kanade.

🎼 Kanade will also love you and view you as family but she would have some sort of resentment towards you if you were closer to Hibiki than she was. 

🎼 They would definitely make you play piano or drums so that you could be apart of Melody Rythme. But you would not be a singer, that is Hibiki and only Hibiki’s job.

🎼 The twins are always on time with one another and unfortunately since you aren’t triplets, you don’t have their shared ability. This will lead to surprisingly Kanade to get mad at you when you are ahead or behind them.

🎼 If you’d ever try and tell Hibiki to calm down with insulting Kanade, she would definitely get pissed with you as her harassment was just a joke and you didn’t get what it’s like to have a twin.

🎼 If these girls are you older sisters, bless your heart. It’ll be an extremely traumatic ride. And there will be a ton of yelling, arguments and somewhat childish games.

Teruya Otori 

💴 Teruya will pretend like he is an extremely responsible older brother. In front of your dad, he’ll always act really mature. But the second you two are out of adults you know’s sights, it gets fun.

💴 If you ever need help in math. Come to him, he might not be extremely talented in language arts but he excels in math. Due to him being a merchant and all.

💴 Teruya loves restocking the selves at the Otori mart with you, the two of you talking about random things or weird experiences with your friends. He has a weird one of him and a few friends getting kicked out of a bar at three in the afternoon.

💴 He enjoys just getting to be silly with you. Getting to do weird yet strangely fun stuff, like going out to ding dong ditch his friends house. 

💴 Overall, Teruya is a goofy older brother who will take you out to do anything. And he likes to bring his friends over so you’ll get to meet them. And you’ll probably hit it off with one of his friend’s younger brother, Ryutaro.

[michellethefatpig]

My eating disorder story

Growing up, I was a normal weight child, when I was in first grade (bear in mind that in my country we start school at 7 and have it until we are 15) one classmate told me that I was the second most fat person in the class, then I started to be kinda orthorexic I started to eat cucumbers and healthy in general more, but I was only a small child, so after a while I ate normal again. Everything seemed perfect until I weighted myself at the start of 4th grade, I was 158cm tall and I weighted 40kg, I thought that I was super fat, but I just didn't seem to care about diet, then I started dieteing again when I hit 44kg.I was scared and heartbroken,at summer holidays I restricted and exercised everytime. By that I lost 4kg, I felt perfect. But then we visited my therapist(I hate this bitch, I started going to her when I called my male parent by father and not dad) she said that I got very thin, and told my mother to hide the scale. I started to eat very much, I put on weight again, then I started to starve, I didn't ate breakfast and lunch, and after school I had big binges but I managed to lose 4kg.My binges got bigger and bigger, soon I gained again. My mother discovered about me throwing out the food(I'm sure that my ex bffs told her that) and cutting myself on hipbones. I got in semy recovery I got medicine, then I gained and I was 47kg, but I grew to 162cm.And again everything was good, until I got into a fight with my old bffs year ago. I didn't do nothing at all, I just told that my other friend was right, but they rejected me and my tries to connect. I am autistic, so changes aren't easy for me. I tried to connect again, but they ignored us and my bestfriend who I supported told me that I was stupid and that the other bffs are toxic (we were 4 together) . I started to search, diets and stuff, to lose weight fast. Then I discovered ballerina's diet and by that I discovered also tumblr. As I got deeper into it, I started to count calories and overexercise, But I did it wrong, I thought I ate 500 calories and burnt 1000 but soon I was able to tell that it was kind of opposite. I started to eat 500 calories, then less less and less, I skipped meals whenever I could. I lost a lot of weight, 12kg.I felt very good but still not enough, then I went on camp with my ex bffs, the one got very toxic(even tho she was first blaming and insulting the other ones and I was the one who cheered her up), she was screaming at me, putting my things away to clean, she didn't understood that I needed to chew gum to not bite my lips(this habbit got worse, I can't even notice when I do that). She made fun of it, told me that it smells(it was bubble gum), then she multiple times called me names and I cried to my mother on phone everynight. I reunited with the other bffs but the one decided to bully me with the other one(I helpoed this one with getting a cat, and I spent all summer befor last summer with her). There was the one, she just comforted me 1 time.Once the two even kinda tried to get my phone , yk like they get ur phonr then pull it to their side, it hurt but I tried to be strong and not show my weakness I was very scared of them. And I got kinda sadder and more traumatized. After that, I started tok eat 1500 calories on daily basis, slowly smaller. Then I got to 800 calories. But I didn't knew that I was gaining weight. In winter nurse weighted me, 45 kg, horror, I was scared my binges got worse I was scared. And my friends still made fun of me for everything, my fictional crush(the bff was a kpop stan, had Felix from SKZ EVERYWHERE and I mentioned my 2d crush like 3 times and had a pin with him). She started to draw him in weird way, the others said it was funny, but I td her multiple times to stop insulting me, making fun of me and stuff like that. Then we got in a big fight.1VS3, of course I apologized first, like I always did, even tho it wasn't my fault. I just did. Then I opened my eyes, they were the only friends I had. But they told all of my secrets to my mother. I also won fight with them alone xddddd(but its a diff story)

[palettepainter]

💀 with Terri and/or Mick for the OC questions

(Since you didn't specify what question you wanted answered about them Imma give a quick answer to all)

How did you come up with the OC’s name?-

They just came to me and I thought "yeah, those are good names!

🌼 - How old are they? (Or approximate age range) -

Since we don't have a cannon age for Floyd I don't know what ages Mick and Terri would

🌺- Do they have any love interest(s)?

Each other

🍕 - What is their favorite food?

Mick loves dirty fries and Terri is a fan of chicken curry

💼 - What do they do for a living?

I imagine the two are probably retired. Mick used to be in a motorbike club, now we works repairs/restores on motorbikes of all kinds.

🎹 - Do they have any hobbies?

Mick likes restoring motorbikes and Terri enjoys guitar, she used to play it a lot in her younger years

🎯 -What do they do best?

Mick is naturally good with motorbikes, both fixing and riding them. He and his old biker friends used to get into a lot of exciting adventures when they began travelling, Mick is very good at retelling these tales in exaggerated detail to excited kids

Terri is good at keeping a logical head in the face of chaos, she's very calm under pressure and is good at organising. She's also gotten good at preparing drinks, practise from when she worked in a bar years ago. Her talents on the guitar aren't half bad either but she's not as good as Floyd

🥊 -What do they love to do? What do they hate to do?

Mick loves biking, looking at vintage cars and football. He's not fond of crumbed fish, iced tea or cats

Terri loves guitar, cooking different curries, and whales. She's not fond of heights, Mick driving recklessly on his bike (especially when they where younger) or lightning

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

Mick has loads from when he travelled with his biker friends, they got into a lot of fun schenanigans, especially when they where drunk. One of his fondest is probably the day he got Terri to ride with his on his motorbike for the first time (younger Terri was terrified of falling off)

Terri's fondest are from when her and Mick had Floyd and began to learn how to be a family. Floyd was a total surprise to them and Terri was very unprepared and scared, but the whole experience made her fall in love with Mick all over again

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

I can't really go into too much detail with this one and it spoils something in a future story titled Fever (follows the events of Terri and Mick meeting baby Animal sometime after the events of episode 3 of Muppets Mayhem)

However one memory that Terri also hates is when Mick fell off his motorbike and got badly hurt, the two had been dating for a short while and Mick ended up breaking his leg

🧊 - Is their current design the first one?

I don't think I have the design anymore in my files but Mick originally didn't have long hair, his hair was slicked back, sorta like Danny from the Grease movie

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC?

For Terri she was inspired by Trixie from Bluey (who I also imagine her sounding like)

For Mick he was inspired by Dundee from Crocodile Dundee and Kenickie from Grease

🌂 - What genre do they belong in?

Not sure how to answer this one so leaving it blank

💚 - What is your OC’s gender identity and sexuality?

Mick is a male but he would be Bisexual, he'd have deffed messed around with some of his biker friends back in the day as well as a couple of other girls he met on the road before settling down with Terri

Terri is a female and I imagine her as straight, she didn't really know that much about LGBTQ+ stuff till Floyd told her about it when he and Teeth dated in their young adult years. Terri still gets confused on some things but she's a supporter

🙌 - How many sibling does your OC have?

Mick and Terri are only children

🍎 - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?

Mick has a good bond with them, but he also has a found family sort of bond with his biker friends

Terri I can't go into too much because it'll count as spoilers for a future story

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

Their dynamic in general, I spent ages chatting with my pal on Discord fleshing out their relationship before I started work on The Red Critter. They feel like they have one of the more grounded, stable relationships despite how they sometimes bicker

✏️ - How often do you draw/write about the OC?

Currently a lot, I've got a new story in the works called Fever so been writing up a lot of what-if dialogue to potentially use in the story

💎 - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

Nope

💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?

For some reason cats hates Mick so he's pretty terrified of them whenever he sees one peacefully walking along the street. Terri is harder to shake but lightning can make her flinch

🍩 -Who is your OC’s arch-nemesis or rival?

Mick has none, he's naturally a very relaxed person, at best he'll just get annoyed with someone and then be over it after a few days

Terri cannont stand Tina (they eventually come to neutral terms and become some-what pals later down the line)

🎓 - How long have you had the OC?

Not that long, I made Terri and Mick for The Red Critter story which is still fairly new

🍥 - What age were you when you created the OC?

Current age

[annaisverige]

December 1

23:38

107th day

A hundred days have passed and I only decided to write a journal today. I don’t know if it’s because of the deep hole that I found myself in then, but I don’t remember much from my first two months here in Sweden and that scares me. Everything happened so fast, I went through a lot emotionally and didn’t have the strength to deal with it.

Today was a relatively warm day, winter seems to arrive in Sweden later this year than in Hungary. I spent the morning preparing for my english presentation on wednesday. I’m speaking about misogyny in Australia, a topic I’m so deeply passionate about. Although I’m a little afraid to speak on this as I find that most swedes are desensitised to issues like violence, misogyny, rape and pedophilia. I am not aiming to generalise, but I’ve met a certain amount of people by now and I’ve made up my mind about most of them. A lot of girls are dating older men, and seem to have no understanding of grooming culture. A week or so ago, one of my classmates whom I considered a friend, Rio said he’s okay with the idea of cnc. In 2024, the idea of a woman being raped in any way, consensually or not should awake a sense of disgust in every human being, but I guess I’m too radical for this country. Anyway, this led to me being unsafe in the class with him around. I hate myself for that, sometimes I feel so weak. At the same time, I’m proud that my safety is such a priority for me. One of my goals right now is to distance myself from them, and every other men.

I’ve made a lot of progress in making friends here. It started out as something that seemed impossible, it felt like everyone was wearing a mask they weren’t willing to take off, and as if I lived in a simulation, a utopia or I was Truman in the Truman show. I don’t know if that is still the case or if I just got used to it. I’m talking to a lot of people in school, none of them seem to be interested in being close friends with me though. Nemo is very good to me, he told me he misses being friends with Thea, who randomly ghosted her last year, that was a very vulnerable moment for him I could tell. I hope he has friends to have these deep talks with him, since I can tell he doesn’t plan on being too close to me or maybe my aura feels a bit unstable and it’s hard to open up to me. All this time I believed he was gay, since he never showed any kind of romantic interest in me, or any other girls he hangs out with, he really is just an amazing guy- he’s so masculine and secure in himself, despite a lot of his insecurities. I told him I thought he was gay, cause I remembered that somebody told me, I regret saying that to him, I really hope I didn’t hurt him, I know he thinks he doesn’t have a chance with anyone, I don’t wanna make him feel more insecure. A week ago a girl in arabic told Islam that Nemo is ugly in front of him. He brings this incident up a lot, it really hurt him and I hate that. I’ve truly never met a better man than him and I can’t believe my first real friend in Sweden is a man, when the second point in my rules was to avoid men.

Stina and I are also getting closer, we decided we’re gonna teach each other one swedish and one hungarian word every day. I can tell she has a strong connection to Hungary and our culture. Therese invited me to see a hungarian film on thursday, that is so amazing, I would have never guessed that they would play one here in Växjö of all places. She’s not sure if she could come though, but I’m thinking about inviting Stina instead, I really hope she’ll be down.

Iman is also a close friend of mine. Sometimes it feels like we’re soulmates, like long lost sisters from another life. She still seems to be more interested in hanging out with Hailey and Rio, even though she often shared with me that she also hates their rape jokes. Avoiding Rio and Hailey would be a lot easier if it wasn’t for Iman, I don’t wanna leave her. I can’t believe I made the mistake of settling with the wrong friend group again, I did the same back in Balassi and I promised I wouldn’t do that again. I was so perpetually lonely when I came here, any sort of human interaction was such a blessing that I didn’t even think about who I get it from, that’s the trap I fell into. I’m much more independent now, I can make up my own mind and I feel like myself again. This has been a long journey, I wish I could start over with this mindset. I know I shouldn’t compare my experiences, but Boldi is the happiest he’s ever been in Finland and I am so jealous. I wish I had the same friends and same love that surrounds him. I’m not surprised he’s so loved though, I still remember how he made me feel when I met him.

I’ve decided to document every single one of of my days from now on, not only for my mental health but also to look back on it years from now.

Songs I’ve been listening to:

Gracie Abrams: That’s so true

Josephine Illingworth: Silent Earth

beaux : I’ll be here when you’re back

[mothxmoons]

HELLO FRIENS I HAVE A WESKER REQUEST, A WESKQUEST IF YOU WILL…

What do you think dealing with a self aware yandere Wesker would be like?

Do you think he can see you playing other games (or killers if it’s DBD) and gets jealous and starts like trying to get your attention or makes it so you just…can’t play those games/killers anymore?

Like I imagine him subtly trying to just sorta…get the entity to lock some killers for you, or trying to epic hacker man his way into deleting files off your computer so the only games you can play are his.

What do you think dealing with his ass would entail? 🤔🤔

Also I love you guys’s work btw!! I’ve been having a tough time finding some real good Wesker x reader stuff that I haven’t read already and you guys are keeping me FED!!!!! 🥺 THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE!!!

Helloo!! Someone had to feed us so why not me?

But yes it depends on the game!

Dbd Wesker locks you out from playing survivor and any other killer besides him, he knows that you would feel bad if you tried to fix it because that would mean potentially saying goodbye to him so you’ll do almost anything he wanted to do. And he wants to spend time with you. Not allowed to play survivor because the other resident evil characters “don’t deserve your time”, can’t play the other killers because he’ll get jealous, so he locks you out from playing anything other than him. Try to play the tutorial to play as the trapper? Nope. Just him.

You can prestige the other killers but you can’t play as them, you’re only allowed to play as him and give him the other killers’ perks. He might allow you to play survivor once he figures out how to copy himself onto a survivor so you’ll continue to play as him…even though he doesn’t fit the survivor role, he’ll do it for you since you want to play survivor so much.

It’s either a deal with the entity or him being sick and tired of you playing other killers and survivors and doing something about it himself. Entities and rules be damned. Will not outright tell you though…even if you do know he’s sentient.

In Resident evil, Wesker definitely makes it harder for you to get through the game and simply watches as you go through it, it’ll take longer and that’s what he wants. For you to stay longer with him, even though you’re playing as Chris and Jill, and then during the end game where you can play as him, he makes the sequence as long as possible, to feel your comforting control as you two go through the level together.

Resident evil Umbrella Chronicles? You’re stuck with him most of the game and he absolutely loves it. There’s nothing better than having you by his side the whole time. He still watches on during some events but at least you’re still with him, giving that same warm control over his aim.

You only see him briefly in RE 2…and he’s not very happy about that but there’s not much he can do about it either. However, he still watches your playthroughs, you’re still his player after all.

In resident evil 4 mercenaries, he’s definitely locking you out of playing the other characters. There’s only him that you’ll ever need to play as after all, you’re his player and he is the only one who can truly be your best character. He also gets jealous if you coo over Leon in the main game and might just have to edit the game code to fix his character model onto his, so you’ll continue to fawn over him instead. He’s very adamant that you spend time with him and doesn’t really like when you play other games but will watch from his little place on the screen.

In RE 5….oh brother you’re in a for a whole ride. First of all, he’s fucking pissed you’re playing as Chris and Sheva, he notices how you love to take screenshots of him in battles with him, so he makes sure to do all of his semi-rare animations for you to take photos of. Although he hates the thought of you playing as Chris or Sheva, he does love to hear you laugh as your friend gets charged by him, scaring them. You once ran around him in circles and he could not hit you even when he tried and good god did that make him angry but entertained. You’re so clever he would think. But once you finish the main story and start playing mercenaries and the other bonus content…and you’re taking more pictures of him. He will also make sure you will only ever play as him in mercenaries, he doesn’t need you to be playing as Chris now that he’s available to play as. As both STARS era and current era of him, you don’t need anything or anyone else. He also watches you play other games though, he likes watching you think.

Just be careful though…if these guys know of each other’s existence, unless they’re the same sentient Wesker following you through every game, they’re going to be very jealous.

[lyallblacklupin]

My other half.

Sirius is very upset because his other half, James Potter, has been taken away from him. The James who used to hold Sirius after a nightmare has Lily Evans in his arms one particular night, which angers Sirius a lot. He thinks that he has lost his friend. Little does he know, there is a certain perfect Marauder who understands him more than he understands himself.

“And then what I got to see was Evans! You just don’t care about your best friend anymore because of her!”

“Sirius, I can’t take care of you all the time! And I want you to be supportive here, be my best frien—“

“Whoa, whoa, what do you mean by ‘I can’t take care of you all the time’?” Sirius almost yelled at James, his chest heaving violently. James sighed and rubbed his temples.

“Pads, how many times I have to tell that Lily is now my girlfriend—“

“And what about me!?” Sirius knew that this was an unhealthy act of friendship and that was: Possessiveness. But he wanted to get this unsettling agitation off his chest that had been clinging him since the last night he had found Lily Evans buried in James’ embrace. Sirius had never felt so furious, and betrayed in his life. He wanted to lash out on his best friend, who was just like a brother to him. A non-biological brother who’d always been there for Sirius when his blood family sent him a shitty letters, and reassured him that he was not alone because the Potters were his family now, the same brother who’d been there to hold him when he had nightmares so he’d tuck him in his embrace and he could sleep a dreamless slumber till dawn, and then he’d go to his own bed. However, last night had been an exception, because the two brothers had an intervention after almost six years of inseparability, in the name of Lily Evans who had just started coming and going in their dorm, and Sirius felt like his privacy was assaulted.

“Sirius, don’t make this hard, please…” James flopped down on his bed, holding his head in his hands. Sirius hated that look because it reflected the exhaustion he was feeling, and it felt like a verification for Sirius that James was done taking care of him. Sirius knew that James had been taking extra care of him since they were eleven that even Remus and Peter had been annoyed and hated him for favoring Sirius more than he needed. Sirius didn’t want to feel like a child when he was a hopeless sixteen who didn’t have a girlfriend or anyone of his roommates to take constant of care of him. He knew that he was unfair with James. He knew that how much James wanted to date Lily Evans, and he also knew that he was being a pathetic friend and a mean brother to him for ruining his happiness by fighting him.

“Sirius?” James asked softly when Sirius was gazing hard on the floor, his mind in the trance of endless thoughts, and they just spiked up the guilt inside him.

But there was just this unnamed emotion of bitterness sitting at the top of his chest that denied him from acknowledging all of those facts about James Potter.

“It was the first nightmare I had without having you with me.” He blurted out, not looking at James at all. He believed that there was no one in the dorm except the two of them because if there were, he’d have been hearing gagging or huffing noises from the rest of the two marauders.

“Pads, I know. But what do you want me to do?” James’ voice sounded helpless.

“Nothing…absolutely nothing.” And with that, Sirius turned around to walk out of the dorm. He was reaching for the doorknob when his eyes side-caught Remus Lupin sitting on his bed, who had witnessed the entire conversation between them. Sirius thought his heart had stopped beating for a second. He fought back the embarrassment and scurried out of the room in a flash, hoping Remus hadn’t seen his flushed face.

Sirius spent his whole day with the rest of the Marauders, because James and Lily had gone to lake, hand in hand, together. He knew that James was giving him space. Peter was serving detention, so technically, Sirius got to hang out with the only Marauder and that was Remus Lupin.

Both of them were sitting under the tree. It had been an hour since they had been relishing the double free periods, and none of them had spoken a single word. Remus had a reason to stay quiet because he was reading a book of poetry, while Sirius was playing with the thorns of the grass, plucking and brushing them. It wasn’t like he didn’t have a reason to stay silent but because it was a ridiculous one that his best friend had finally gone out with the girl of his dreams, and he is being an absolute prat about it. Yeah, great one, Sirius! He internally mocks himself.

“Padfoot?”

Sirius praised himself that he didn’t yelp because he had almost believed that he was alone until Remus called him out.

“Moony?”

“You okay?” Remus’ amber eyes bored into him. Sirius had to look away for a bit. Remus Lupin was another story in his already chaotic life. In short, he was a mystery, even after he had revealed himself as a werewolf, who had a dying mother, and was miserably poor. Yet still, he was like a treasure residing in the depths of an island, and it never failed to tempt Sirius.

“Yeah, why?” He cleared his throat, but Remus was still gazing him.

“You are sulking.” Sirius could feel the smirk on his face without having to look.

“No, I am not.”

“I can tell.” He sighed, and Sirius thought he was done asking, and must have gone back to his book but he continued, “Your head is dangling low, your eyes are blinking a little too much, and your hands…well they don’t take a break from causing a wreckage like you are doing right now…”

Sirius looked down and saw that a palm-sized patch was created on the ground because of the plucking of grass. He looked back at Remus whose eyes were smiling more than his mouth.

“Congratulations, you just won the house cup for studying Sirius Black’ sulking postures.” Sirius said with a deadpanned face, and Remus laughed amusingly, putting away his book. It was a precious thing he did, because Remus rarely put his book away for anyone. Maybe Sirius was not just anyone for him.

They spent the afternoon talking and laughing, and Sirius felt warm and blissful to realize how much he enjoyed Remus’ company. He really underestimated him, and it made him feel all blue. He was gone back to sulking when James and Lily arrived for the dinner, while Remus was gone back to sit with Peter as usual.

The midnight was emerged upon Sirius as he had woken up from another nightmare. His vision was blurry, and he sat up on his bed. He was shivering and the covers were not helping him because he could feel the perspiration on his back and arms. James was sleeping alone because his curtains were not drawn shut, and Sirius was craving the human warmth but he wasn’t feeling right to go to him after their argument. He gathered his knees and pulled them close to his chest. He felt like crying because now he was recognizing that agonizing emotion inside him, and that was: Loneliness.

The reason he never had a proper relationship with a girl was because he never wanted to have a girl in his life. He had thought that his roommates were his only family, and they were the only ones he wanted to be with for the rest of his life. He loved them so much. He let his tears fall, and slipped into his cover again anyway, curled up in a ball. He knew that sleep was nowhere near him.

Just when he thought he could change into Padfoot, he heard the rustling sound of curtains. He felt alerted and, in all honesty, scared. He knew that his mind was deceiving him. They were just the aftershocks of the nightmares, but then he felt footsteps approaching. He squeezed his night shut. And then—

“Sirius?” It was not James.

“Moony?” Sirius turned around to find Remus standing in his pajamas. His hair were sticking out in every directions.

“Can I sleep with you?” His voice was hoarse, and he looked uncomfortable.

“Of course, you can. Hey, you okay?” Sirius scooted to make some space for him.

“Nightmares.” He replied, and it instantly broke Sirius’ heart.

They both laid together with a respectful distance, facing each other. Sirius could hear Remus’ teeth chattering. The half-moon’s light was landing on Remus, and Sirius could see his knuckles turning white as he fisted the blanket close to his chest. His eyes were screwed shut. Sirius was able feel every move of his body. He placed a hand on Remus’ cheek, and those amber eyes snapped open. Sirius decided that it was definitely the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Remus smiled weakly at him. He was reaching to hold Sirius’ wrist of that same hand before Sirius grabbed his shoulders, and shoved him in his embrace.

He thought Remus would protest. Instead, he melted. He buried his face in the crook of his neck, wrapping his own hands around Sirius’ waist, pulling him impossibly closer, while Sirius did the same by enveloping his torso by his own arms.

“I’m here for you, Pads.” Remus whispered in his skin, and it made Sirius smile.

“I’m here for you, too, Moony.”

Both of them fitted perfectly into each other’s bodies. After when they were relaxed in their positions, Sirius looked down to see the Remus sound asleep, a contenting smile tugging his lips, and suddenly that emotion of loneliness inside Sirius dissipated like it never existed.

[writingtoforgetreality]

I’m Only Me When I’m With You (Sam Wilson x Reader)

Request: Hello! Hope this ask finds you well! May I request a Sam Wilson x reader in which the reader is very stubborn but finds herself falling for Sam despite trying to resist those feelings? Thank you so much! I hope you stay safe and healthy during these crazy times! (by @agentmalfoy24601), [Marvel-Masterlist]

Summary: You liked Sam. Was it a secret? You hoped so but your team would state otherwise. While the teasing was funny & all, it actually made you distance yourself from your feelings even more. Luckily, there was a certain someone who could see right through you.

Words: 1,990

Warnings: language, feels, fluff, this is a cute one, I love Sam but barely anyone writes for him :(, slight TFATWS spoilers, (Y/E/C) = your eye color, REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

If you like my work & wanna support me: a coffee would be highly appreciated ❤

“Nope, forget it.” you argued with the three men in front of you. “I understand that this mission is important but I will not pretend to be his wife.” your finger pointed at Sam while your eyebrows raised.

“You could always pretend to be my partner.” Zemo reasoned. Shaking your head, you let out a scoff.

“(Y/N) & Zemo? Makes a cute couple.” Bucky spoke up & earned a death glare from not only you but also Sam. Though you did not see what Wilson was doing. Not in this moment.

“I hate every single one of you.” you snarled through gritted teeth.

“Sure.” Bucky mumbled almost inaudible, followed by a low chuckle.

The thing about this mission was that you knew if you played pretend next to Sam, it would not actually be pretending from your side. Truth was, you were falling for him. More than you would have liked to admit. You were not born yesterday, you were aware that relationships did not work out. Not with a job as dangerous as yours. Besides, this was Wilson you were talking about. Hell, he could have anyone, he would never choose someone like you. And you did not want him to choose you. Relationships complicated things. Complications led to danger & danger led to death. The rest of the team, especially Bucky, had picked up on the fact that you kind of liked Sam. And they teased the shit out of you. They even made bets on how long it would take the two of you to start dating. No way would you give in. Nope. That was not in your nature.

Though you had to admit that Sam did not make your plan of burying your feelings deep down any easier. Most of the times, he did not even realize the effect he had on you. It was simple things, really. The way he moved his body. How his shirts fit just right. This heartwarming smile of his that had you weak at the knees. His efforts to make you smile constantly, especially after failed missions. He was a good guy. And good guys never chose people like you. An acquaintance. That was what you were to him. Maybe it was for the better anyway.

“(Y/N)?” you heard Bucky’s voice coming from the closed door to your room. Jogging over there, you slowly opened it for him, checking if it really was him & not a threat or something. He entered after you stepped aside as a silent invitation.

“What’s up?” you were fixing up your appearance for the upcoming party you all had to attend. The outfit you wore made you feel like a strong goddess. The colors complemented perfectly, hugging every curve in the best way possible. It was not often when you got to dress up like that but when you did, it definitely paid off.

“Tell Sam you like him.” Bucky wasted no time with his words. Spinning around in order to face him, you gave him your best dumbfounded look. It made him roll his eyes. “I’m being serious.”

“How much money do you win if I do?” you asked curiously, knowing that this was most likely just part of one of their stupid bets.

“Zero, actually. Because I said you’d get together after this mission.” you gave him a look that he gladly ignored. “But that’s not the point…I do believe that the tension between you guys will be unbearable, though.”

“Oh, come on, dude. You’re totally exaggerating.” you gave an awkward chuckle to hide your embarrassment.

“I’m afraid I’m right.” he sat down on one of the chairs, then looked into your eyes. “I don’t know why you make such a big deal outta it. You like him. He likes you-“

“Which is not true. You’re just assuming shit.”

“He likes you. (Y/N), you’re not the same when you’re not with him.” his words were soft, the sincerity clearly shown.

“The hell is that supposed to mean?” your arms raised in confusion. Plopping down on your bed, you sighed loudly.

“He completes you. I didn’t think it was possible, actually. I used to laugh at people when they said stuff like that.” he chuckled. “You & Sam deserve to be happy. You belong with each other.” when there was a long pause from you, Bucky got up & approached the door. Stopping briefly after touching the doorknob to turn around & face you. “Please think about it, (Y/N).” shooting you one last warm smile, he exited. Leaving you alone with the silence being your only company.

Bucky was one of your best friends. You knew he would not lie to you. Not about something like that. And even though he loved messing with you, he was serious when he talked to you just now. Yes, you liked Sam. Of course you did. How could you not? His broad shoulders, muscles that you only ever got to see when he decided to change in front of you (which did not happen often enough for your liking). But why were you even thinking about that? If you were honest, you were not even sure if you would go on a date with him if he decided to ask. Was it to protect him & the others? Or was it to protect yourself from possible heartbreak? Or was it just to show yourself & the others that you were not someone who gave in easily? Not when everyone around you pushed you to do something. Wanted you to do something.

There was another knock on your door. This time, your head was thrown back in frustration. Bucky was a pain in the ass sometimes. He did not even give you enough time to go talk to Sam if you planned on doing so. Which you were not. Walking over to the door, you prepared a speech for Barnes.

“You know you’re actually an awful frien-“ you stopped dead in your tracks when the door opening revealed that it was not Bucky who came to invade your privacy again. It was Sam. Realizing what you just said, you started stuttering out an apology. “Oh God, Sam. I’m so sorry. I thought Bucky was-“

“No worries.” his laugh warmed your heart as much as you disliked to admit it. “Can I…?” he gestured to your room. Quickly stepping aside, you motioned for him to enter, apologizing once more. Why were you even saying sorry? There was literally no need to.

“You-You look gorgeous.” he eyed you up & down, taking in your appearance. Training your eyes down to the floor, you regained your composure a second later. You were not the embarrassed type.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Wilson.” winking at him & his black turtleneck. Sam wearing this? Well, it did things to you. He patted the spot next to him on your bed. Getting the message, you walked over & seated yourself right beside him, body facing his. The most gorgeous brown eyes locked with your (Y/E/C) ones. It was hard to look away. Like you were trapped in them. But truth was, you did not want to look away. Sam was the first one to speak up. Voice only a whisper.

“What are we doing?” he asked & you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

“W-What?” you really had no clue what he was talking about.

“This.” he gestured between you two. “What are we doing?”

“Well, Zemo said we’ll have to pretend to be married, right? So I guess we should just stay close to each other at all times & then see-“ you got interrupted by him shaking his head frantically, a smile still on his lips.

“I’m not talking about the mission, (Y/N).” his eyes met yours once more, an expectant expression on his face.

“O-Okay?” your head tilted to the side.

“Why are you making this even harder?” he sighed frustratingly but you could hear the sarcasm in his tone.

“I’m sorry?” it was more of a question, really. Quickly, he shook his head, one of his hand moving on top of yours.

“No, please don’t apologize. You do that way too often.” he chuckled. “Am I the only one thinking that there’s something between us?” your face changed in realization. No. Whatever he was doing, you hoped he would not go that way. If he did, it could ruin your entire friendship. And you were not sure if you could live without him. You did not want to live without him.

“I’m- I mean…I think we shouldn’t-“ you started only to be interrupted by him again.

“Why shouldn’t we?” he asked, voice raising just the slightest bit. You gave him a shrug in return, eyes focusing on his hand on top of yours in your lap. “Oh, I think I get it.” Sam started again when he realized that you were not planning on giving him an actual answer. “You’re scared.” this statement made you glance at him. He smirked at your expression because he knew that he had you now. “You’re scared that this won’t work out. And you don’t wanna give in.”

“Don’t wanna give in?” you played dumb but actually, it shocked you how well Sam knew you. Yeah, you had been close friends for a while now but still, nobody else could read you like he did.

“People have been bugging you to go out with me, haven’t they?” his eyebrows raised while waiting for you to confirm this. After a few moments, you nodded slightly. “That’s one of the reasons we aren’t dating yet.” he was straight forward with all of this. Like he had been preparing this speech for ages. Maybe he had, who knew?

“Yeah? You seem pretty damn sure about this.” you smirked at his certainty. Deep down, you knew he was right. But a little teasing never killed nobody, right?

“I know I’m right.” he pointed out, mimicking your smirk.

“Is that so? And why do you think that?”

“Because you’re too stubborn for your own good sometimes. “ you should feel hurt by him calling you out on this but you felt the exact opposite. It just showed you how much he actually paid attention to you. “You’re too stubborn & you like to do things your way. So when people tell you to do something…you tend to do the exact opposite.” his bright smile plastered one on your face as well.

“Guilty.” suddenly, it was way too silent. Not the usual silence but one that was uncomfortably quiet, even more so than normal. His hand cupping your cheek brought you back to reality. Leaning into his touch involuntarily, you closed your eyes briefly. Sam took the chance & closed the gap between you two. You were frozen in place at first but found yourself melting into the kiss soon. It was better than you ever imagined. And you were glad that he was the one who took that first step. Because you were, you had to agree with Sam here, way too stubborn to deal with this yourself.

After breaking away from each other, he rested his forehead against yours. Neither of you said anything for a few minutes. You simply enjoyed being with each other. Bucky’s words made their way into your mind again & you could not help but start laughing.

“What?” Sam pulled back, looking at you with that charming smile of his. Oh, how he loved when you laughed.

“Just…” you shook your head. “Bucky told me earlier today that I’m only myself when I’m with you. And I think I finally know what he meant.”

“Yeah? What did he mean?” he inquired.

“You know me better than I know myself.” this made him smile even wider. Leaning in one more time, he pressed another loving kiss to your lips. Wherever this was going, you could not wait for your journey with Sam.

Published (04/29/2021) by Cathy

Tags: @bibliophilewednesday, @msmarvelsmain, @babygirlwilly, @patricexirene (thanks for your support <3)

[freepandahugs]

okay, so i kinda had this idea for a

MIRACULOUS ACTORS AU

(which i'm sure already exists somewhere because i'm unoriginal like that, but hear me out)

'Miraculous' is a wildly acclaimed tv drama. It's actually kinda dark too, but still amazing (it actually has character development too)

Mari is Bridgette and Adrien is Felix, and the rest play their same roles as in the series (except Gabriel, he's actually the director/producer of the series)

And i also offer you this:

Marinette Dupain-Cheng:

• oblivious af

• has a crush on adrien but thinks he doesn't like her back so she friendzones him constantly

• bffs with chloe, alya and luka

• is totally trying to set up luka with chloe

• also designs clothes, has a very suffessful clothing line

• plays bridgette in the "miraculous" tv drama

• used to date luka a long time ago but they are best buds now

Adrien Agreste:

• head-over-heels for marinette but is constantly friendzoned

• cat puns because he can

• son of the tv director, gabriel agreste

• bffs with kagami, nino and luka

• is totally trying to set up luka and kagami

• plays felix in the "miraculous" tv drama

Alya Cesaire:

• plays bridgette's best frien on the "miraculous" tv drama

• was a fangirl of marinette's character and accidentally went to a casting and got chosen for her role on the series

• totally ships adrinette, but is done with mari's bs

• started dating nino after their characters also started dating because they started spending a lot of time together

• bffs with chloe and mari, but also befriends lila (she's still kinda startruck with all her new famous friends, can't stop looking at lila through rose-colored glasses because of that)

Nino Lahiffe:

• plays felix's best friend on the "miraculous" tv drama

• young disney star who rose to stardom for his music and his amazing acting

• fell in love with alya when he saw her tumble into the set during auditions

• secretly asked the writers to give his and alya's characters more scenes together (he was bamboozled by the dating thing tho)

• bffs with adrien and luka, also best buds with the rest of the 'akuma class'

• the friendliest off all cast members, a social butterfly

Chloe Bourgeois:

• plays bridgette's rival/eventual friend on the "miraculous" tv drama

• is actually a sweetheart in real life, with fans, actors

• constantly donated to charity, but tells no one because she doesn't like to brag

• extremely shy too (she can't talk to kagami without becoming a tomato)

• is totally crushing on kagami, thinks it's unrequited

• absolutely has bi panic when she sees kagami and luka in the same room

• kinda hooking up with luka, but no strings attached (that's why mari is trying to set them up)

• bffs with alya, mari, adrien and luka

Kagami Tsuguri:

• plays bridgette's love rival/friend on the "miraculous " tv drama

• panics in gay when she sees chloe

• isn't out yet because of her family

• one time she was ogling chloe while she was talking with luka, and adrien came up to her and scared her, causing her to lie that she was looking at luka, thus making adrien want to set them up

• is convinced chloe hates her because he often chloe runs away when she tries to approach her

• bffs with mari and adrien, really good friends with luka too, but not quite as close as with the other two

Luka Couffaine:

• plays felix's love rival on the "miraculous" tv drama (they butt heads a lot for bridgette's affections)

• is actually a world-renowned rock artist, but he wanted to change it up a little and took up acting too

• accidentally finds himself in a love triangle that actually just two very chaotic girls that need to learn to communicate

• is actually aromantic (not asexual, he likes to mess around with people)

• used to date mari before he realized he didn't feel any romantic feelings for her (or anyone)

• they broke up in the best of terms tho, truly, they saw each other more as friends than as lovers

• a huge gabriel agreste's movies/series fanboy (even if he won't ever tell that to anyone, over his dead body)

Lila Rossi:

• plays bridgette's classmate/yet to be revealed main villain on the "miraculous" tv drama

• liar liar pants on fire

• likes to spread rumours around about all the cast members and what will happen in the series

• producers hate her

• but she's a damn good actor and the public seems to love her so they really can't kick her out (they really wish they could tho)

• everyone on cast kinda hates her too

• is trying to get with adrien, makes fun of mari to make her 'less appealing' to adrien (doesn't really work, boi is whipped)

• likes to wreck havoc in the relationships for the lols

Gabriel Agreste:

• director and producer of the "miraculous" tv drama

• ACTUALLY A GOOD FUCKING FATHER

• loves adrien very much, kind of overprotective of him after his wife's death

• but let's him have his freedom

• secretly has a bettinf pool with tom and sabine on when adrien and marinette will get together

• bffs with tom and sabine (mari's irl parents, they are still bakers), used to know each other in school and went on multiple double dates when emilie was still alive

• for some reason they never really organized a play date for mari and adrien when they were childre  but oh well

[sunarintoes]

synopsis: Yn Ln is an environmentalist - Miyagi University’s very own campus ‘Green Thumb.’ One day Hinata Shōyō - who happens to be a close friend of Yn, invites them to come to one of his races. The only problem is that this race of his is… illegal. Follow the journey of Yn who has been sucked into the world of illegal street racing with one goal: to create an eco friendly race car!

wc: 1.3k

cw: reader has a panic attack and faints 

Masterlist

1.6 Can We Be Friends?

‘Hey stranger. Been a while.’

How long has it been since you heard that voice? A month? Maybe two? Whatever it is, it has been a long time. You can not erase the memories of someone so important in such a short time, sure you can pretend to but your subconscious knows better. Maybe it was a mistake to push him out of your mind because now that he is in front of you everything comes back in an overwhelming wave of emotions. The good and the bad. You do not know what to feel - there is too much. Euphoria, a rush of happiness because he is finally back yet angst, he left you hurt and lonely. Wait. You stop your rampant thoughts, I’m with Kiyoko, you tell yourself, Oikawa was nothing more than a frien- a common stranger. 

‘Heard you’re with Karasuno’s pretty manager…’

‘Mm.’

‘Thats uh, that's good for you,’ he pauses to take in a sharp breath, ‘About that day… a month, 3 weeks and four days ago-’

‘You counted?’

He looks away from you, ‘yeah…’ his voice is shaky and quiet, and you wonder why he is so nervous. Is it you? No, no it cannot be- you shake these thoughts from your head and concentrate on the man in front of you.

‘I've uh, I've  missed being strangers with you.’

‘Yeah me too,’ he breathes out slowly, ‘If I'm completely honest- I'm uh... well. It's not that I'm not honest or that I find it hard to be honest or that I'm a liar. I'm not a liar, I promise. It's just that I uh, I just find it hard to find the right things to say and when I do it's just, it’s too late to say them or I'm too scared to say them or I can't will myself to say them. I’m a coward. Yeah a huge one- look I'm sorry! I'm really sorry for the way I acted, I took your care for granted and I uh should've heard you out. You're a good friend- no! Stranger! Yes. Stranger. You're a good stranger. I um…’ 

You look at him with a smile, ‘You’re rambling.’

‘Yeah, yeah I am. Sorry. I guess it's just what happens I- right. Basically, I want you bac- as a friend! No! As a stranger! Please come back to me? I miss your warmth and the comfort and solace that comes with a kind stranger-’

‘Me too.’ He looks at you with shock scribbled all over his face, ‘I've missed you too, Tooru. Maybe, just maybe…’

‘We can be friends?’

You giggle, and he follows suit. ‘Who knew we’d be in sync?’

‘Yeah that's weird, we only just reconnected y’know?’

‘I know right? Maybe it was meant to be?’ You say it jokingly but it idles in the back of your throat, you said it jokingly… right? 

He hums lightly, ‘I've done some soul searching this past month.’

‘Oh yeah? Have ya found anything?’

‘I think… But I'm not sure yet. I'm not sure when I'll know but I hope I can find a conclusion soon… Maybe, maybe you can help me? And give me some advice like you used to?’

‘As a friend it'll be my honour.’

Oikawa feels heat prick at his cheeks, ‘Not now’ he whispers to himself.

‘What was that?’

‘Maybe later? We can head over to the gas station and get a good ol’ vanilla bean frappe?’

‘Sounds perfect.’

‘Racers head over to the cockpit! The drag race begins in t minus fifteen minutes!’

‘Saeko’s as loud as ever huh?’

‘Well she is in charge of the announcements,’ you laugh, god he’d missed that laugh. 

‘Guess I better head over huh?’

‘Yeah I guess you better, I'll be cheering for you - quietly of course. Can't let my team know,’ you wink at him, ‘Oh and Tooru?’

‘Hmm?’

‘Nice makeup. The glam look suits you.’

He flashes you a gorgeous smile and honestly? That’s just as good as any other reply he could have said. You turn around and head back to Karasuno’s garage, ‘Shit’ you curse to yourself, ‘Why is my heart beating so fast?’

✄.

‘Yn! Where’ve you been? I've been worried sick!’

And like a harsh wave on a windy day, you feel a rush of guilt splash over your whole body. You had forgotten, even if for a little while, that you had someone - that you had Kiyoko. Oikawa’s just a friend you tell yourself, you only feel this way because he is finally back. Nothing more, nothing else. 

You look up into her beautiful, deep blue eyes and this time, for the first time in a long time, you notice how much she cares for you. It is so obvious, the way she looks at you like you are the only one in the room and it's so, so unfair. It's unfair that you cannot look at her that way. She deserves someone who loves her just as much as she loves you and you hate yourself, you really do, because you know you’ll never love her like that. 

And then it strikes you. You only want her for her body. And the wave of guilt? It becomes a tsunami and suffocates you from the inside out. You feel your heartbeat speed up - when did it become as fast as the race cars? Then suddenly the tight, unforgiving noose around your throat ties itself stiff, you can't breathe. The last thing you hear before your world fades black is the desperate cries of Kiyoko, what’s she calling, you ask yourself, god… she's calling after me. I wish I could call out to her. 

✄.

You wake up to a familiar scene, you are at Kiyoko’s. 

‘You're finally awake.’

You turn your head towards her soft voice, ‘Mm Kiyoko? What happened?’

‘You went missing for about 15 minutes before the race started- or well before we had to get ready. When you came back you fainted and Asahi helped bring you here.’

‘I’m sor-’

‘Don't apologise. Just tell me what's on your mind.’

‘It’s, Im- I…’

‘Please,’ she begs.

‘Kiyoko I- I'm sorry. I don't know if it's just… I'm just overwhelmed at the moment. I'm sorry.’

‘Mm,’ she mumbles, moving closer to you. You feel her warm arms encircle you and pull you towards her, your back to her chest. Your heart does not speed up, it calms down. Maybe that's the effect of familiarity? ‘Lets just have a nap, yeah?’

‘Yeah,’ you whisper.

Her warmth brings you comfort, a comfort you wish you could give back. Maybe you are? Maybe you're not… you don't know. Her light snores used to be music to your ears but now they're nothing more than a mesh of messy drum beats, booming and thumping around your head. A small tear slips down the side of your face, ‘I wish I loved you.’

✄.

Kiyoko wishes you loved her too, she wished you loved her for more than just her body and the memories but you don't. Not that it matters, she thinks, as long as you are with her - as long as she can touch you, she doesn't care how you feel about her. She’ll take what she can get and she is oh so desperate for you, your touch, your taste, your sounds and oh god she must be a masochist. 

When did she become so sadistic that she got off on her own pain? On your pain! She loves that you're broken and hurt and confused because that means she gets to be with you and oh she wishes that you’ll stay that way forever. 

That is horrible isn't it? Yeah, she knows she’s fucked up but she’s fucked up for you and she wouldn't have it any other way.

[not-majestic-bluenicorn]

Cravity’s League of the Universe Theory UPDATE

Season 3 Hideout: Be Our Voice & The Awakening: Written in the Stars

Hello! My name’s Ori and I write k-pop theories and fanfics and today I’m revisiting my Cravity theory cause apparently I didn’t update for Hideout Season 3 even though I thought I had lol This is going to be a mini update since there isn’t much to add, but let’s get right into it.

Arc 1: Hideout Season 3 Main Plot Points

During the prologue of Season 3 we finally get to see more about Woobin, Seongmin and Minhee. At the beginning they hear their names being called by Wonjin, who’s probably using his power to convince them to meet the others. Then we get to see a little of their private lives.

First Woobin is studying in his room when he spots a dead butterfly and revives it. He then tries to take the elevator to leave his apartment building but he ends up getting too scared and gives up; the instagram account also confirms his fear of elevators. He then presumably leaves to spend some time at the arcade. From Minhee, we get to see how carefully he cleans and takes care of his room, making sure even the smallest object is in place, before his alarms sound and he has to get ready to leave. 

[Gif: Woobin picks up a dead butterfly, the scene cuts and we see the butterfly flying again.]

Seongmin is at the bus stop at night, waiting for it. We know from the Instagram posts he doesn’t want to go home so ends up choosing to go to the arcade and he forgets his cellphone. Minhee finds the cellphone and upon touching it discovers Seongmin’s plans and goes to meet him there. At the arcade, Seongmin struggles to play with the dart, but when he closes and opens his eyes again, suddenly he’s nailing every single shot.

[Gif 1: Minhee picks up Seongmin’s cellphone at the bus stop and has a vision of Seonming playing with darts and failing all his shorts.

Gif 2: Seongmin is at the arcade playing darts, he closes his eyes and after he opens them he does a perfect shot.]

Minhee arrives during this and gives Seongmin his cellphone, which is when they notice they both have similar stones. Woobin also notices this and joins them. They notice Seongmin’s injured hands and Woobin heals him, revealing his power to them.

[Screenshot: Woobin standing with his back to the camera. His arm is up as he shows Seongmin and Minhee his stone.

Gif: Woobin grabs Seongmin’s injured hands in his and his hands start to shine as he heals Seongmin. The scene fades to white with the light coming from his hands.]

After a cutscene, we see the other six at their hideout. Wonjin is explaining that Seongmin and Minhee are a year younger than them and that Woobin is his and Hyeongjun’s classmate. He also mentions already calling them and Allen adds that he’s dreamt of them as well. Finally, the three of them arrive and introduce themselves.

[Instagram screenshot: A picture of a table with pictures of Minhee, Seongmin and Woobin sprawled on it. The caption reads “The friends from Allen’s dream that he talked about. Friens that Allen introduced to me. I’m sure they could hear my voice will they? Finally today! #photo taken by Hyeonjun

Screenshot from Epilogue: The nine members sitting around a table in their hideout.]

In the epilogue, they’re all spending time together at the hideout. Wonjin and Taeyoung are talking. Seongmin is repairing something for Hyeongjun. Serim, Jungmo and Minhee are with Revue when Jungmo tests Serim’s power by asking him what is the color of the third cloth in his wardrobe. Serim correctly guesses it’s a purple hoodie. We also confirm Jungmo’s ability to communicate with animals. Finally, Woobin is asking Allen if he can predict which team will win tomorrow’s game, to which Allen responds that’s not how his power works, before they’re interrupted by Seongmin asked to be healed by Woobin.

The scene cuts to them playing a board game. Taeyoung tries to cheat by freezing time but Hyeongjun discovers and stops him. Suddenly, Allen looks up and all the lights around them begin to turn off before they look at the camera and the final light goes out. Then, Allen wakes up to Woobin calling him. Finally, in the Hidden Film we see all but Seongmin and Minhee celebrating their graduation.

[Gif: The members look around as the lamps they were using for light start to turn off on their own.]

What is happening?

Before we update the character profiles let’s talk a little bit about what’s going on. First of all, they’ve finished reuniting and Hideout is over just as we had predicted. This means the stasis stage of the story is over and now we need a trigger. While I think that The Awakening: Written in the Stars is sort of a little break while they work on the next part of the story, because we didn’t get any films or updates on the Instagram account, I also think that the title has more meaning to it than that.

First of all, the simple phrase “the awakening” already feels like a trigger because the word itself alludes to the start of something. I also think it might be literally referencing Allen waking up from the vision he has in the Season 3 Epilogue. Yes, I’m pretty sure the whole last scene is a vision, and while it’s a little different, it does preserve that 4th-wall-breaking aspect we’ve seen in some of his visions before, so it’s not a stretch.

What does this mean for them? Well, simply put, danger is coming, and whether they like it or not, they might have to start learning real soon how to better use their abilities. To be honest, I’m still not sure Starship is gonna go full superhero on them, because most of their powers are very passive, but we’ll see!

Updating the profiles

Now that we know a bit more about our last three characters, let’s summarize what we know and then make a list with their powers.

Minhee

He is an extreme perfectionist, to the point that every single thing must have its place and it seems that he has a very detailed routine to keep order in his room. We can also see that he has quite a lot of alarms that establish the order of his day. He doesn’t seem to have an adverse reaction to disorder though, and simply seems to enjoy the act of keeping his space clean and perfect, because we don’t see him do that with the hideout.

[Instagram screenshot: A picture of a perfectly organized shelf with the caption “Neat and tidy. Finished cleaning up my room.”]

Seongmin

Seongmin hates being home, to the point we don’t even get to see his house in any of the videos. He doesn’t mention it in the videos but he’s pretty verbal about it in the Instagram posts. It is quite likely he has a bad relationship with his parents and he seems to wander around a lot. He is also extremely prone to getting injured apparently. Someone help the lost puppy.

[Instagram screenshot: A picture of Seongmin sitting on a bench at a bus stop with the caption “Not yet... don’t wanna go home like this, should I go there again?”]

Woobin

Woobin lives in an apartment complex and he seems to be a good student. The one thing that definitely stands out about him is his fear of using the elevator. It’s still unknown if it comes from any particular elevator-related trauma or if maybe he has major claustrophobia caused by something that isn’t specifically related to elevators. However, he’s pretty terrified of them and although he’s been trying to overcome it, it hasn’t worked for him at all.

[Instagram screenshot: A picture of Woobin’s hand as he presses the button to call the elevator with the caption “Please, just for today...”]

The powers

Finally, the list:

Serim - People-focused psychometry, he obtains information about others, seemingly by accessing their knowledge and memories. So far his ability has only been seen with the members.

Allen - Precognition through dreams, he has dreams in which he’s able to see the future. All dreams seem to be tied to the members so far.

Jungmo - Animal Telepathy, he’s able to understand and communicate with animals.

Woobin - Accelerated Healing, so far we’ve seen him heal small injuries and bring back to life small creatures.

Wonjin - Telepathy, he can communicate with others through the mind, even if they’re far away. So far his ability has only been seen with the members.

Minhee - Future-focused psychometry, this one is still in doubt since we’ve only seen him use it once, but he seems to be able to see the future of the person who last touched the object.

Hyeongjun - Legit, no idea, what is your deal, child?

Taeyoung - Time stopping, he’s able to completely stop time for everyone else except Hyeongjun. He can continue moving and doing things normally when he does it.

Seongmin - Enhanced accuracy and precision, again this one is still in doubt since we’ve only seen him use it once, but he seems to be able to perfectly nail every shot he makes.

Conclusions

Cravity might actually be in danger, depending on what Allen’s vision meant. One thing is for sure though, the story is starting to move forward. On the other hand, someone help me with Hyeongjun, I accept suggestions.

[myhauntedsalem]

CAN CHILDREN SEE GHOSTS? 17 SPINE-CHILLING TRUE STORIES THAT PROVE THEY DO

Have you ever found your child talking to “someone” when they were alone in their room? Is it simply an active imagination or could it be a visitor from beyond the grave?

For most parents, when their child tells them about their new imaginary friend, they simply put it down to their child’s active imagination. Completely normal… right? Well, I wouldn’t be so sure. It’s a widely held belief that some children can see and connect with those who have passed on. A popular theory is that we’re all born with the ability to connect to the other side but, as we grow up and become more cynical and disbelieving of all things unknown, that ability disappears. The following chilling true tales of imaginary friends and unseen visitors in the dead of night might go some way in proving that our children can and do communicate with the dead.

Parents beware, you’ll be checking under the bed and in your closets after reading these horrifying supernatural encounters.

1. THE BELIEVER

I believe that there are happenings on this earth that cannot be logically explained. I’ve always been a little skeptical, but I didn’t completely denounce that ghosts exists.

However, I’m starting to think they are definitely real, and that little kids can see them.

Yesterday, Sunday, I volunteered to watch the little kids of my church while their parents were out volunteering. Our church meets in the community center, so that’s where I was watching the kids — one baby, and two 2-year-olds – a boy and a girl. And you are right, our church is not very big.

After the center cleared out, it was just me and one other volunteer. She had the baby in a side room, trying to put him down for a nap. I had the two-year-olds in the main room.

I had a “weird feeling” all day, and kept feeling like there was someone standing behind me, but chalked it up to being alone in the building. The kids and I were sitting on the floor and rolling a ball back and forth to one another when the boy asked if we could throw it instead. I said yes and we stood up. He ran towards me and threw the ball just out of my reach. It went behind me. I did not hear it bounce.

The kids looked at each other and started giggling. I whirled around and saw the ball suspended in midair for a split second before falling to the ground. The kids just kept laughing. They started pointing and saying what sounded like “the man! the man!”

That was all the “paranormal” that occurred yesterday. The kids didn’t say anything about “the man” for the rest of the day. It freaked me out, but I wasn’t scared. I just wanted to share.

2. IT WAS JUST A DREAM

My daughter used to tell me about a man who came into her room every night and put the sign of the cross on her forehead. I thought it was just a dream. Then my mother-in-law sent over some family photos. My daughter looked right at the picture of my husband’s father (who has been dead for 16 years) and said ‘That’s the man who comes into my room at night!’ My husband later told me his father would always do the sign of the cross on his forehead when he was young.

3. DADDY, WHO’S THAT MAN?

When my daughter was younger (maybe 2 1/2 years old) she slept in her crib in the room next to me and my wife. One night she was stirring and maybe a little frightened, so I went in to get her and brought her to our room. She was wide awake now in our bed and not scared at all now. She was looking wondrously at the foot of our bed saying “look at the lights, the sparkles….” Kind of playfully she kept mentioning “the lights”. Then she said “Daddy, who’s that man?” Pointing directly at the foot of our bed.

It was definitely unsettling.

We had bought the apartment from a very elderly couple who passed in the apartment a few months earlier. Probably never forget that.

4. THE CAPTAIN

A parent of one of my students told us in a meeting that she was concerned because her son (7 years old) talked about an invisible ghost who would talk to him and play with him in his room. He said the ghost was called The Captain and was an old white guy with a beard. The kid would tell his mom that The Captain told him when he grows up his job will be to kill people, and The Captain would tell him who needed to be killed. The kid would cry and say he doesn’t want to kill when he grows up, but The Captain tells him he doesn’t have a choice and he’ll get used to killing after a while.

I was always creeped out working with that student after that.

5. MY COUSIN TRACY

When my niece was about 4 she had an imaginary friend, which I don’t remember the name of. She would blame things she did on this imaginary friend but also talked about how this friend would watch Scooby Doo with her. One day I thought, why don’t I find out more about this friend. So I asked her to tell me about her friend. And she said, “She’s a she and she’s dead.” And I said okay, “Does she have a job?” and she said, “She does what my Daddy does!” Which is that her imaginary friend was a cop. Okay. So then I said, “Where is your imaginary friend a policewoman at?” and she said, “Right next to where my daddy is a policeman.” And I said okay. But then she said, “I met her when I was in my mummy’s belly. She touched me when I was inside.”

A few months before my niece was born my cousin Tracy had died. She was hit by a train. She loved watching Scooby Doo and had a ton of memorabilia. She was also a cop. She was a cop in the town that is right next to the one my brother-in-law is a cop in, my nieces “Daddy.” My niece’s imaginary friend was my dead cousin. There is no other way she could have known all that at the age of 4.

6. EMILY

when my sister was probably about 6 or 7, she had an imaginary friend named Emily. She told us Emily lived in her closet, wore an old black dress, and had long dark hair and she was the same age as my sister. My sister played with Emily constantly. My parents started noticing my sister acting weird. Just sitting in the middle of her room whispering to Emily quite a bit and acting a lot more distant towards them. I remember a very specific day, my brother was walking by her room and my sister was sitting in the middle of her room….but she turned around and hissed at him. He was scared shitless. He told me it didn’t even look like my sister. My parents ran up to her room and i could hear my sister just screaming and screaming as loud as she “Get out”.

I have no idea what happened in that room but I ran to the bottom of my stairs and the screaming stopped, I saw my parents holding my sister crying their eyes out, she was sobbing as well. I’ve asked her about it today. She’s 24 now. She told me that Emily used to tell her to do horrible things to herself. She actually used to wake up on the roof and not remember how she got there. I’m not kidding. Apparently, Emily absolutely hated my parents so she turned my sister against them. She hates talking about it so I never brought up that specific night. This all happened at my old house. When we moved into a different house, Emily was gone. I’m not making any of this up. My sister’s little friend was a really big deal to my family and messed things up for a long time. I’m just relieved we left that house.

I’m not making any of this up. My sister’s little friend was a really big deal to my family and messed things up for a long time. I’m just relieved we left that house.

7. JESSICA

A little after I was born, my sister Julia had an imaginary friend named Jessica. She was Julia’s friend for a long time, when things started to get a little weird. At first my parents shrugged it off as a normal occurrence, but after a while they began to believe that our house was haunted .One night as my parents put me (about one years old) to sleep, I begin to cry and point at the corner, my mom was still in there and began to try to comfort me, but I continued to cry and point at the same corner. All of the sudden, my sister walks into my room and points at the corner and yells “Jessica stop it!”

Immediately I stop crying and Julia says like it is completely normal that “Sometimes Jessica likes to put on scary masks and scare people”. My mom who was understandably freaked out stammers to my sister “Tell Jessica that if she can’t play nice, she can’t play here at all”.

A couple weeks go by and Julia tells my Mom that “Her eyes turn green when she is mad and her voice gets deeper”. My Mom didn’t know how to respond to this and just said “ok….”

Eventually Julia outgrows her “imaginary” friend and stops playing with her.

A year and a half later my little sister Abbey begins to talk, she then goes on to tell us about her friend that no one else can see. She then tells my mom about how her eyes turn green when she is upset. I remember this distinctly because she dropped a pan and it scared me. She asked Abbey what her name was and she said…

“Jessica.”

8. THE BOY IN THE TREE

My folks’ farm surrounds a cemetery, and my dad and my niece were walking down there. My niece (4) looks up and says “What’s that boy doing up in that tree?” There was no boy, but she insisted there was and could describe him.

9. YOU’RE DOING A GOOD JOB

My wife and I overheard my two-year-old daughter on the baby monitor wake up on Saturday morning and say “what? OK, I’ll tell her” then get up and come into our bedroom and told my wife “Mary says you’re doing a good job.”

Mary was her grandmother that she was extremely close too that passed away.

10. THE MAN IN THE DOORWAY

When my nephew was born, ten years ago now. Around age 2/3 He’d wake up in the middle of the night and when my sister and her fiance went to settle him down he’d be staring at the corner of the room, or at the open doorway saying there was a man standing there, that he came and talked to him at night. Sometimes he was scared, sometimes he was calm, but my sister was terrified!

11. MY FRIEND JOE

Not my kid, but something my mum said I did when I was little.

I had this imaginary friend named “Joe” – was pretty normal imaginary friend stuff to begin with, my parents would ask about him and I’d respond with something like “I like Joe” “He has curly black hair” “He likes to play outside” nothing interesting.

Until one day I come out with “Joe has to work a lot, but Joe’s boss doesn’t like him.” when asked why, I responded with “Oh, it’s because Joe’s black.” As if it was obvious. Now this wouldn’t have been weird at all if I hadn’t grown up in a very small all-white town. And I was about 3 years old, I didn’t know (or rather, hadn’t been taught) that racism was even a thing.

This continued on for a while, I’d mention Joe now and then, sometimes talking about what he did for fun, or his favorite things, other times mentioning that his boss hits him and shouts all the time.

After a few months, I go up to my mum one day and have a conversation that went something like this: “Joe’s really happy today. His boss isn’t coming back” ‘Why?’ “He’s dead” ‘Oh yeah? How did he die?’ “He hung himself from up there” (as I point up towards the attic door).

I don’t remember much of this, I definitely remember having an imaginary friend named Joe.

12. THE LITTLE GIRL

My grandfather had a camp on Lake Dering in NH when I was a kid. One day when I was 6 or so, I fell off of the dock and into the water. I couldn’t swim. While under, I distinctly remember seeing a little girl down there who told me to look up towards the sun and just keep kicking and I’d be fine. I swam to the surface just in time for my grandfather to swoop me up and pull me back on the dock.

And, yes, I found out later that a little girl drowned in the lake near that same spot (of course).

13. THE IMAGINARY FRIEND

When my daughter was three she had an imaginary friend named Kelly who lived in her closet. Kelly sat in a little rocking chair while she slept, played with her, etc. Typical imaginary friend shit. Anyway, fast forward two years later, the wife and I are watching the new Amityville (the one with Ryan Renolds) and our daughter walks out right when dead girl goes all black eyed. Far from being disturbed, she said “That looks like Kelly.” “Kelly who?” we say “You know the dead girl that lived in my closet.”

14. HER EYES WOULD FOLLOW IT

I had tons of experiences like this when my little girl was born a few years ago. From being just a few months old we noticed she’d randomly start looking over at something and giggling, like something was making her laugh. Her eyes would follow it around the room. And sometimes we’d feel like it was stood right next to us or behind us and then we’d noticed she was looking at it, or smiling in that direction. It never caused any problems though, in fact, when she was upset she’d look over at it and start laughing or smiling. And if we couldn’t find something we really needed, suddenly it’d appear right in front of us, when we knew we’d checked there a hundred times.

Stopped around the time she turned two.

15. PUNISHMENT

I was seventeen and babysitting a friend of the family’s six-year-old. he’d been in bed a couple of hours and I just peeked in to check on him. he wasn’t in the bed and when i opened the door wider, I saw he was standing in the corner, facing the wall. creepiest fucking thing ever. I asked him what he was doing and all he did was turn around, smile, and put his finger to his lips as if to say “shhh”. I asked him again what he was doing and all he says is, “leave us. It is the punishment.”

16. HE DOESN’T HAVE A FACE

My son from the age of three always tells me about the “creeper man” who lives in my mom and dads bedroom. He brings it up after he visits them. I made the mistake once of asking what he looks like. My son said “Oh, he doesn’t have a face.”

17. I WAS THE SAME

I tend to be skeptical also, even when I love reading about paranormal stuff, the only thing that has kind of freaked me out has been my nephew a couple of years ago when he was about 2 1/2 years old would talk to a man only he could see at my house and an old lady at his grandparents house.

My mother tells me I was the same, talking and playing with my grandfather for a few months after he died, I would call to him and hold conversations with him and even wish him good night before going to bed.

[emeraldbabygirl]

Ok. Now that it is safely in my drafts and backed up to my drive I will be posting it. However, I feel it is very important that I say this. Normally my fanfics are either cringey cute shit or bad smut. Not bad meaning bad but bad meaning it’s trash. I think I put a warning when I posted the Horyeong smut. I will be posting a fanfic with a mafia theme. It is with Mill from Onlyoneof so both onlyoneof and mill will be tagged. I’m scared because I don’t want people’s opinions of me to change. I don’t want people thinking I’m a bad person for writing this. I put a lot of warnings and tagged whatever tws I could think of that it has in it. I can’t say much else. This post is even a warning before I actually post the fanfic. I can’t prevent anyone from not paying attention and reading it anyway but don’t get mad at me if you read it anyway um and are mad that it’s not enough warnings or horrible like, unless if you can’t read the warnings are there for a reason. I don’t know what else to say or do, how many more tags to add. I’m afraid the followers and mutuals I just made will hate me? It’s just another experiment in my writing. It doesn’t happen a lot. This darker stuff. So if you still read it and hate it or me you have some fun options. Unfollow me, block me, ignore me. Please just don’t report me I might lose my entire blog and I really don’t want that. I’d like to keep my blog and all the fun and wild posts as progress on my writing and fond memories with internet friens. Please don’t ruin that for me :( I will cry. So..yeah. Just a warning before the other warnings.

[mochi-marie]

IKUZU HCS ?? i have food 🙏🏾

1) midorya is rlly insecure about his hands so when u kiss them, he gets very blushy n he loves when u say how much u appreciate them !!

2) very very caring bf ofc and his love language is giving gifts !! sometimes he can go a bit overboard but he's not too good with his words and he wants u to feel like the world

3) he likes the ocean. like he was the kid who was obsessed with going in the water as a kid and when u two go on vacations to the beach or park, hes in the water 80% of the time

4) he probably smells like warm cinnamon + apples for some reason 🤨

5) gives rlly nice hugs, he wraps his arms around yer entire body and jus snuggles u to death, even picks you up when he gets too excited, i'm not taking criticism 😶

OMFHSGEH OH MY GOSH??? THESE ARE ALL GREAT?? IM SCREAMIBF-

the first one is something i thought about all the time 🥺🥺 omgggg lemme kiss his fingertips and the scars lining the back of his hands aaAHHH-

😳 that’s so cute?? I hate asking people for things ( like it’s my b-day soon and no one knows what i want cause im like “you don’t have to get me anything i swear-“ ) but it’s really cute that his love language could be gift giving 🥺

...WHY DO I SEE IT? inko’s just on the beach, everything’s packed up and ready to go so they can go home, and there’s baby izuku.. still playing in the water with his fish friens 😭💛 he’s squealing every time the fish brush against his legs but he isn’t scared he’s just fascinated shsjx-

awh that’s so cute ☺️☺️ i can definitely see that!!

😳 uhh idk ‘bout that 😖 the one thing that makes me a lil sad when thinking about izuku all the time is that i’m a bigger / chubby girl and he seems smaller than me an’... 👉👈🥺 but OMG SNUGGLE HUGS??? YES PLEASE-

[pernatius]

Lost in Space Part 11: Ch 5

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Summary: Finally, on Commander Knox’s spaceship, the trio finds themselves running out of time before the commander becomes an all too powerful Watcher.

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The rest of the Lords, except for Four, got up from their thrones. Four, with luminous hands, clapped. A book seemed to plop down onto their lap out of nowhere, and they quickly scribbled something down. As for the rest of us, besides Seven, in unison, we repeated, "Daughter?"

"Ah, yes." One glances at the rest of the Lords with a cocked head before continuing, "Why are you all baffled? Higher beings have always done this to lower beings throughout time even before we were created for this universe. Human history even consists of gods breeding with them multiple times."

Third, one of their incredibly long, gangly arms that I now see has that circular symbol with the dot inside of it, which consists of their knuckles scratching against the floor as they move it upwards towards their face, moves their thumb and index finger apart. Their two bony fingernails, which swirl and curve, squeeze where their nose should be as they groan, "Yes, One, but at least all of those times were aliens breeding with other aliens. None of which consisted of a Lord or anything close to an actual god."

Two starts off sharply when they call, "One." Before Two can finish, they take a step towards One and rest their great hand on One's right shoulder. The mere gesture sounded like the same explosion I was supposed to die from. They then end their response with a soft, understanding voice, "What would Zero say to your inappropriate joke?"

One points at me and replies, "This isn't a joke." They place their hand on their chest, over the symbol. "That is my daughter."

"Blasphemy, Zero would say." Two yanks their hand off of One. 

Off to the side, Four nestles before whispering with their head deep into the book and hand still jotting down what's happening. "This is getting good." 

My crown floated on its side in front of One's chest, slowly spinning as it did. Through it, my eyes focus on the symbol. Everything around me turns a dark yellow, but after I blink, the tint fades. Another blink, and I feel my hands heating up. Moving them in front of me, I see a spark of my powers; apparently, a spike of my hidden bloodline, one moment until it vanishes with yet another blink. 

Besides Four, who's smiling with the eyes on their raisin-like arms, and silent Seven, the Lords are squabbling. Two are shouting at One with a blazing golden aura around them. Lanky Three is begging for Two to calm down. Overweight Five and glamorous Six are also bombarding One. Still, the former is more interested if they're any more "abnormalities" rather than angered, while the latter is scared over how crowded this void will get in the coming days. One has ignored Two and is trying to relieve the two Lords to his left when I interject with, "How can you possibly be one of my parents? I've seen my mother and father and I'm sure I would've noticed either of them being some white cloaked, faceless giant."

All but One grows silent, but they all focus on me. Even Four stops writing and lowers their book to peek up at me. The Lords around One hesitantly turn towards them. "That's because your mother was a whore."

Hands returning to being submerged into a golden light, I encircle my crown with some of my powers. Before One can react, I snatch my hurtling crown and point my longsword at them. "Take back what you said about my mother."

Somehow this void became bigger. I suppose it's thanks to the Lords around One either stepping away from them or sinking into their thrones. One teleports just a foot in front of me. Air slams onto me like I was just hit with a violent hurricane the size of an entire country. It pushes me, much of my skin off my bones, away from the giant as my feet point upwards, fluttering against this rough wind. I nearly fly up and am lost to the void if it wasn't for me, forcing the tip of my blade into the seemingly nonexistent floor and holding onto its handle for dear life. My heart drops as I see my sword wiggling loose. It felt as if it climbed up my throat and slid out of my mouth when it eventually gave in. I scramble in the air, watch the Lords look up at me for a moment until I change my sword into a bow. I shoot. One steps back before the arrow, which is attached to a string I'm gripping so tightly that my veins are popping out, can strike their left foot. 

Moving one hand closer, along the rope, to One and the lingering force of their teleportation meant being pushed back two paces. This pattern not only leaves my hands with lacerations but me gripping the rope's unwound end. I'm one heartbeat until I'm sent flying deeper into the void until I fall face first back onto the floor. When I change my bow back into a sword and use it to stand back up, I look up at One, who's staring down at me again. "You, feeble human, want me, a being you can never comprehend how powerful, to take back an observation about a woman who treated you like a dog until she died? She never loved you, you know that?" One bellows out a laugh. "That's right, you don't. You don't remember anything about her.

"You wish to protect the honor of someone who you don't know. Zero, who we seven were, would've laughed at that, which could be an accomplishment depending on how old they were. In the beginning, Zero felt nothing, but near the end they felt everything."

"I don't remember my past. So, yes, I don't remember her, but I knew her at one point and she is still my mother whether she loved me or not." Golden electricity sparks around the blade as I swing it towards One who simply steps away between my swift, blurring movement. Once my sword finishes making an arch, a force as strong as the beat of Cala's wings blows out from it. 

One swings a foot towards me. I try cutting through it, but when it hits my blade, it cracks, then is sent shattering, and I am sent flying towards the other Lords along with the pieces of my sword. My back and the fragments of metal hit One's backrest, and I, along with them, fell down on the seat. It's the feeling of someone poking my shoulder that brings me to force up my aching body as joints slide back together and bones and tissue reknit. 

I throw up and am greeted by a severed hand that's popped up from a floating disk of pure darkness directly right in front of me. There's nothing on the other side of it, but the punch that comes from the hand that's at its forefront tells me that it doesn't matter. 

Back of my head grating against Two's throne, then body flopping back down, I wipe the drip of vomit from my lips. One clarifies as they rub their wrist when I finally manage to look at them, "That was for making a mess of my seat, but I can keep tossing you around if you wish."

Sitting on the throne gets a growl out of Two and One to turn to me. I hold my side, which is still in pain, and eye my broken sword a little off from who's supposed to be my other parent. "What I wish?" I see my body is glowing through my reflection from the blade's pieces in the corner of my eye. Resting my hands on the armchairs once the nanites finish healing me nearly gets Two to pounce. I saw them bursting with the golden glow, which was almost like they were being engulfed in a gold-colored fire until Three rests their hand on the annoyed Two. "Why does it matter what I wish? I am what I've grown to fear and what I hate. I killed Knox. There's still a war out there, but I can't do anything about it because I am stuck in wherever the hell this place is."

"Why do you hate us?"

I blurt out, "Because you've made an entire fucking mess of the universe. Knox was insane, but he is right. You've all been sitting on your ass while things out there turn into chaos. My life too, apparently."

The Lord that just ripped a hole through the void moments ago now rips a hole right beside them. They seemingly grabbed hold of nothing, and after the white flap touches the floor, the new view gets me to jump out of the throne and step towards it because, before me, I see hundreds of ships shooting at each other. One explodes, and its pieces are sent flying into other ships and through a handful of men and women about to land on a nearby enemy ship. Billions are fighting on enemy ships: millions are punching and kicking, shattering helmets or denting armor, thousands are blasting or clawing right through chests and heads, and some have even ripped through others by grabbing their wrists and pulling them apart until their bodies became two, which caused guts to float out in space, but a handful did worse. I'm sickened through all of this, but it's that last bit that breaks me. I grab my face and try to talk myself to remain composed, but my tears push through anyways. 

One breaks through my disgust, "Yes, we have, but the universe isn't black and white. There are so many colors out there. With Knox gone, things are much more fucked up than before. 

"Some feel the need to avenge Knox. Others see weakness. Most are inspired by the fallen commander. At least this is only two years in. Things will get progressively worse, though."

"Two years? I just killed Knox a few minutes ago. How has time passed that quickly?"

They put back the flap, and the horrific imagery of war is put away. "We are in the very blackhole that created the universe. Time is fast out there and slow in here, but I think your friends will arrive here in six minutes thanks to that serpent girl, give or take. Isn't that right, Watcher?"

I jump when a Watcher suddenly appears to my left. The thing looks at me. Two steps out of the way as the multi souled being drifts towards One and bows before them when they're a few feet in front of the Lord. "Yes," the Watcher confirmed. 

"Excellent. You may go." The Watcher vanishes. "Now then would you like to continue to be thrown around like a ragdoll until your friends come and I kill them or sit back down to wait for me to kill your friends?"

"Why," I grunted through gritted teeth.

"Why what? Why were we created? We were created because people wanted us to be created. Did you know everyone spoke the same language before us? Even humans used the same language for a time long ago. That was when Zero was just a speck. Zero became us seven because people wanted to feel. Initially, emotions didn't exist. It's because of Two you want to rip off my head and now that you know this I still don't understand why you hate us. We are you and you are us."

Knuckles turning white, I burst with a golden glow and shout, "No, why did you make me?" I don't have my sword anymore, but that doesn't mean I'm harmless. I fly and charge towards the Lord, and when I'm about to punch them, they simply move aside. 

"You are the first and only one of your kind. You are a partial Lord, but while you've only known about this for mere minutes I've gotten used to my powers for thousands of years." Again, they rip a hole into the void and grab the back of my head. One throws me down and drags me across the floor. For a place of nothing, I sure felt something grind against my face. My face is leaking blood, but One seizes my legs and then hurls me across the room. I'm sure nothing was there before, but something sharp goes right through me. I cough out blood, and as I'm grabbing whatever it is and slowly pull myself free, One quickly does it for me. I scream, and midway through my body stitching the hole up, the Lord punches through the hole forty-five times until One grows tired of that.

I fall with a hard thud and try to inch away, but the Lord sets a foot onto my back and proceeds to crush me. I feel the bones that make up my spine fracture piece by piece. I sob and beg for mercy. This gets Two, Three, and Five to inch towards us. They resist taking another step, probably because One motions for them to stay where they are. "You're a late bloomer, human, but we both know you can stop me. So, why are you letting me do this to you? Do you hate yourself so much that you'd let your third parent brutally hurt you? Answer me." 

I sigh with relief when One steps off of me, but it's not over yet. The Lord kicks me, and I'm flung across the room towards the rest of the other Lords. I coil and wrap my arms around the shrinking hole in my stomach. Once that heals, I stumble up, swaying a little, and look up at the sudden arrival of One. One steps on my feet and proceeds to punch me left and right. I motion my hands in front of me, once again begging them to stop, but they only stop when their fists are hot from all the punching. 

"My daughter, I'm barely using one percent of my powers." I flop down, and One has one of their hands, which is now glowing, raised towards me. They're charging up for a final attack. "Do you wish to die that much?"

"Yes."

Lowering their hand, the Lord asks, "Why?"

"I asked the same of you. Hey, what are you waiting for? Kill me already."

"No." One takes a seat in front of me, but there's still a considerable size difference between us. They sigh before continuing with, "I made you because I am not a real person. I'm made from envy by a number of people you can't even comprehend how many, so my thoughts are not my own. Through the part of me that lives in you I'm able to live as a real person. I'm able to have my own thoughts. I'm able to have my own feelings through having an actual life."

"Selfish bastard!" I blast at them, but One easily deflects it when they summon a shield. 

"I answered your question and now you have to answer mine."

"I want you to kill me because the universe doesn't need me. It never has."