#w2s angst

[w2soneshots]

Back off mate -W2S

words: 0.6k+

warnings: angst, jealousy, possessive Harry, argument, alcohol consumption.

summary: while playing pub golf with the boys someone tries to flirt with you, that leads Harry to become quite jealous.

notes: hello my babies! Here’s the request🫶🏼. I know that Harry isn’t great with confrontation so there isn’t much of that in this. I hope you enjoy!!🤗���

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y/username: so much beer

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Tonight me, Harry, Chris and George are playing pub golf. Some others were going to join us but they cancelled lat minute so it's just us four. I got ready and we left our apartment at seven o'clock. George and Chris were already in the taxi when we got in and it took us to the first pub.

After quite a few drinks and travelling to three different pubs we were all on pretty much the same points. I was quite drunk but Harry seemed to remain just slightly tipsy. As we entered our fourth bar I spotted a pool table. "Oh my god! We should play, yeah let's play. Come on!" I dragged Harry over to the table by his wrist and the other boys followed close behind.

Just as we began playing a group of a few guys walked up to us and watched as I completely missed the white ball. Harry chuckled. "Do you need help darlin'?" One of the men asked, coming towards me. Since I was so drunk I didn't even think about the fact he was most likely flirting so I agreed.

Harry quickly glanced at the boys and then back to the man who now stood beside me, his hands on mine, helping me to push the ball into the net. A large smile spread across my face as I cheered in excitement.

I glanced over to Harry and immediately my smile fell from my face. He looked at me with clenched teeth as his jaw ticked, eyes boring into mine.

The entire vibe changed. Harry didn't move. Chris and George walked up to the guy and told him firmly to "back off mate." I stepped towards Harry, my arm reaching out for him but he stepped back and made a b-line for the pub door. Suddenly I felt very sober as I looked back to the boys, they just sighed.

I followed after Harry and found him leaning against the brick wall. He didn't look at me. "I'm sorry." I told him quietly. He didn't move. It was painfully quiet, the only sounds being drunk people walking around and the odd car driving by. "I would never- you know I-" "I think we should talk tomorrow. I need sleep." He interrupted me, pushing himself off the wall.

We left in a taxi not long after and I text the boys informing them that we were going home. We didn't say a word to each other until we got inside our apartment. Harry took his shirt off then lay on the couch, grabbing the blanket that rested on the back of the sofa and placing it over himself.

"You're not coming to bed?" I asked. "No." He said plainly. I slowly took in a shaky breath then went to bed myself, deciding not to push him any further.

The next morning I woke with a banging headache. I shuffled into the kitchen but stopped in my tracks when I saw Harry sat on the couch scrolling through his phone. Suddenly last night's events flooded my mind.

I walked over to the couch and sat down. He glanced at me. "You know I'd never cheat on you. I love you more than anything. I was really drunk last night and wasn't thinking about the fact that guy was flirting. I'm sorry Harry." I sincerely apologised. He put his phone down and moved all of his attention to me.

"I know. It just really pissed me off. The way that- dick looked at you I-" his eyes flashed with anger then closed as he calmed himself down. I nodded. "I can't lose you." He whispered. A tear slipped from the corner of my eye. I pulled him into a tight hug and he held onto me as if I was going to disappear "You won't. I promise."

[clarkeybabey]

❝ we don't even fight anymore ❞

# summary; watching your relationship slowly end

# playlist; we don't fight anymore, Carly Pearce (ft Chris Stapleton)

# word count; 715

# note; i have three drafts w/ over 1k words i simply can't be asked to finish them omg, I love writing angst, u don't understand

Things were coming to a slow end. The weekend was winding down, and you had been out later than usual on both Saturday and Sunday. When you finally returned home, Harry hadn't even awakened at the sound of your footsteps in the bathroom or the movement in the bed when you snuggled under the duvet next to him. The silence was deafening, the absence of his usual reaction weighing heavily on you as you lay there, lost in your thoughts.

Once upon a time, if you were out past the time he had decided to turn in for the night your phone would be flooded with messages asking if you needed a ride or if you'd be home soon, but now there was nothing but radio silence, not even a message to see if you were coming home.

On days he was filming for the Sidemen channels he would shoot for them to end at the same time so he could make it home in time to make dinner with you, this time he was home three hours late, especially when you needed him here to hopefully take care of you even a little, "Where've you been, kinda needed that medicine," you mumble stirring some milk into the tea you'd made for your sore throat.

"Went for dinner with the boys," his eyes attempt to meet yours and he hopes they will for the first time in a while, but you're too busy staring a hole into the space on the counter where your mug sits.

You nod, nearly biting a hole through your cheek, praying he can't see the hurt in your face at the obvious lack of invitation. You turn your back to him completely as you rummage through the fridge to find your own dinner, "I brought you that pasta you like," he speaks up realizing what you're doing, you hum as he slides the plastic takeaway box toward you, across the top is the name of your favorite restaurant and that makes it hurt ten times worse.

Later that evening you lay in bed with your book in hand and a reading lamp above you, he's lying just next to you, but also somehow feels continents away on his phone scrolling through Instagram. You can't help but swallow hard as you notice he seems to be stalking some model you both had met at a video shoot not too long ago.

For your own sanity, you shut your book and slide it into your bedside table drawer, giving it a nudge with your knee letting it slam shut. As you tug your phone off the charger you see his brows knit together in stupid confusion, that you refuse to acknowledge. The air conditioning has goosebumps rising on your bare legs when you head for the bathroom.

"I just don't see an issue," he says, walking you in circles and speaking so calmly about something that nearly broke you, making you nauseous. Not caring a little about your mental state, you mistakenly decided to speak up about seeing what he had been doing on his phone last night, but he seemed to be completely lost on that topic.

Suppressing a scoff you shrug, doing your best to even out your breathing, "If you don't, I don't either," you want to scream in his face about how it made you feel, maybe even beg for him to call you beautiful because he used to make you feel like the only woman to ever grace this planet.

But you don't; instead deciding to keep the same stoic expression you have sported so very often.

God, you wish upon every star that you could be blessed with the strength to either fight for this, curse his name and let him know how this silence made you feel, or end this with hatred in your heart.

You can't hate him, you wouldn't have made it through university without his encouragement, and you wouldn't have been able to make nearly as much of a name for yourself without being featured on his channel occasionally all those years ago. There's no way you'd be here today without all of it. You don't care enough about anything with how numb you are to waste time hating him.

[emmangst]

TW: implied injury, manipulation

(thank u raisan 💔💔💔💔)

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"They don't care about you. They are just pretending. They want you away from them. Won't you trust your older brother, Emmet?"

FUCDKFKDKKSFNSN I CANT STAND MY OWN AU.

[iheartksi]

𝐽𝐽 & 𝐷𝑒𝑗𝑖 𝐹𝑖𝑐

Summary: Deji gets drunk and vents to JJ abt sum stuff

Warnings: Swearing, my first fic

Everyone knew Deji was a lightweight and a sweetheart when he was drunk, wanting nothing more than to hug and rant about all of his problems. The Sidemen found it adorable and also quite akward, seeing as Deji would say things about himself noone else was meant to hear. After a couple drinks, Deji would find the nearest person and hug them, dishing out random compliments for no reason at all. The Sidemen found it cute, especially when Deji would latch on to his older brother telling him he loves him like it's his last day on Earth.

Everyone also knew what happened on the night of December 25th, 2018. Deji and JJ's heated arguement. Although everything was sorted out and the two brothers reunited, Deji would always look back on that day, the videos, the diss tracks, the petty insults. He would always feel bad about the events that took place, even after apologizing to his brother for what happened.

3rd Pov:

Chatter filled the walls of the Airbnb the Sidemen had rented. It had two stories, 5 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms, and a large living room which sat next to the kitchen. The Sidemen were throwing a party, and not just any party, it was their annual get-together, where the Sidemen and their closest friends hang out, chat, and get drunk.

Deji sat next to Chris as they watched a show, comepletely zoned out. They hadn't said a word to eachother, being too busy in their beer cans. The loud chatter of the guests set off a ringing in Deji's ears, bothering him. Deji didn't drink much. But when he did, he just couldn't keep his hands off of it. To him, it felt like nothing else existed, just Deji and his thoughts. And, as weird as it sounds, Deji was a lightweight. When he wasn't drinking, he was ranting on and on about his problems to just about anyone who would listen. He couldnt handle too much beer or too much of any alcohol really, which is why JJ always made sure to keep an eye on him when they were drinking.

"Oh, shit." Deji mumbled, peering into his empty can. Chris turned his head to look at the boy, comepletely out of it. The lightweight slid off of the couch, heading to the kitchen for another drink. His black slides, which he wore everywhere, slid across the wooden planks of the floor, not able to be heard over the loud music and chattering of everyone. Empty can in hand, Deji brushed past Simon and Ethan, talking and laughing about, on his way to the fridge. Simon and Ethan exchange worried looks before returning to their conversation.

Finally, the boy gets to the fridge, well, almost. His brother, JJ, is standing infront of it, talking to Vik and Lux. "Dej, what are you doing?" JJ asks his brother, as Vik and Lux's attention are now focused on Deji. The boy stands there, barely comprehending what's going on around him. He points to the fridge with his free hand. Ksi, Vik, and Lux all look at the empty can in his other hand. "Dej, go sit the fuck down, you're wasted out of your mind." The older brother reprimanded. Again, Deji just stands there in silence, his mind numb. It's like his brain isn't working.

Deji points to the fridge again.

"No Dej, I said no, now go sit down and stop drinking." JJ talked slowly so his brother could understand, and he did. "Ok." He spoke, still staring at JJ. And instead of turning around, he walked forward, wrapping his arms around his older brother, laying his head on his chest. Vik and Lux shared an 'awe' as JJ rubbed Deji's back with his free hand, rolling his eyes. "He's just such a weirdo, he always does this when he's drunk, i don't know." The brothers continued hugging, Deji showing no sigh of letting go. "I'm sorry, JJ." Deji muttered.

Ksi looks down at his brother who's eyes are still closed. "It's okay, just go sit down." JJ tries urging him so he can return to his conversation. "No, like i'm sorry." He slurs again, hugging JJ even tighter. Vik and Lux just laugh, unsure of what to do. Ksi lets out a deep breath, rolling his eyes. "Sorry for what, Dej?" He can't help but smile at the affection of his drunken brother. JJ rubs Deji's back with one hand, taking another sip of his beer with the other. "For everything." The boy sniffles, his head still on his brothers' chest.

JJ looks at Deji again, this time a little confused. "What's wrong, Deji?" JJ looked at Vik and Lux with a 'give me a moment' look and they did, walking away. Ksi hugged his brother tighter, beer still in his hand. "Everything." A tear rolls down Deji's face, staining his brother's navy blue shirt. JJ sighs, debating on whether he should stay and chat or be a good brother and tend to his. "Do you want to talk, Deji?" JJ asks, knowing his brother had something on his chest. "JJ, is Deji okay?" Simon yells over the loud music, who just shrugs. "I don't know, he's wasted out of his fucking mind. He might be tired." The older brother replied as they left the kitchen and headed upstairs.

JJ closed the door behind him as they both got in the bed. Deji put his head on JJ's chest, getting comfortable.

"What's up, Dej?"

Deji thought for a second.

"Uhm..."

He started. "I feel bad... for y'know, the diss track and everything." The drunken boy talked slowly, still not sober. "Okay and i forgive you, we've put that behind us, Dej." JJ responds, rubbing Deji's back again. "No, I know, it's just... I feel like a bad brother for doing you like that and turning mom and dad against you. You didn't deserve it." Deji sniffles, not bothering to hold his tears back. He was very emotional when he was drunk. "Awe Dej... it's okay, I told you we were both wrong in some parts and we both apologized." JJ comforted his brother, looking at him. He hated seeing his brother sad or mad, though it was a rare sight, seeing as Deji was always smiling or laughing.

"Yeah, but even after that I felt like a terrible brother compared to you, like you treat me so good, JJ, I don't deserve it." Deji finally opens up to JJ, exposing his vulnerable side. "What do you mean Dej, you do deserve it. And you're a great brother, you always randomly check up on me, you always make time for a shoot even when you're busy, you even come over just to hang out with me." JJ hugs Deji tighter. "JJ." The drunk boy breaks the silence, his tears soaking into his older brothers shirt. "Hm?" JJ responds. "I know I can talk to you and stuff, but lately you've been really busy with... everything, so i don't really have anyone to talk to about shit, you know?"

And for a second, JJ doesn't know how to respond. Has he been a bad brother to Deji? What kind of brother can't make time for his younger sibling? "Fuck... im sorry Deji, I know i've been busy, but I do try to make time for you, and you can always talk to me, no matter what. I don't ever want you feeling down or having bad thoughts. I promise i'll try to make more time for you from now on, okay?" The brothers felt a lot better, like a weight had been lifted off of them. "...ok." Deji replies.

"I love you, Dej."

"I love you too."

[propertyofwicked]

masterlist <3

consistent taste in men? i don't know her

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[i-yap]

What if you do angst x fluff? where Jason Todd fights with Y/n, had he just fought with Dick or something and he accidentally hurt his girlfriend? 👿 I like this dynamic, but I want it to be a real fight, you know? he enters a PSTD.

Im gonna do headcanons , warning( check the request)

Jason todd x y/n - he hurts her

out of all batboys he is most likely to lash out in aggression, by a landslide actually, especially fresh out the pit jason/ nightmare jason/ jealous jason.

He is also very very hard on himself about it.

Lets be honest here, this dude grew up on the streets , was trained to be a vigilante , got tortured, died, blah blah. He doesn't know how to control or regulate his emotions at all. He was never taught how to and the pit rage still is a part of him. He is really broken and so its very likely he lashes out

He is also very very insecure, he gets all in his head and he just cant control it and pushes people away.

You make him believe he can be better, that he deserves love and that you get what he is going through. Early on in the relationship he would just leave and not come back for weeks out of guilt.

once you convinced him to not leave and explained how much it hurt you, and once he explained how much at risk you could be but you accept the risk- after a very long discussion he learns to stay.

later on in the relationship he does overcome his insecurities and lashes out much less, so for him to actually physically lash out on you could only be one cause.

You betray him. He is either very jealous, maybe you have a childhood guy friend you refuse to leave. or maybe its a very hot coworker you refuse to stay away from in the name of professionalism. Or maybe jason just had an encounter with his past tormentors and they said something that got to him head and then he sees you laughing at the joke of your cute neighbour with the dog that likes you too much.

Now he is yelling and you're aggravating the situation. you had a bad day at work, and though you're usually calm and understanding , since you know what he has gone through, but you were just so annoyed that day or had a bad day yourself.

So when you start yelling back at him, he smashes a vase against the wall away from you. what he did not calculate was how the glass shard could fly and hit/scratch w2 you right in the arm. the second he sees you injured time stops

He crumbles, literally . crawls to you sobbing, hyperventilating - he might have a sezuire. this was his literal worst nightmare, and now its happened. you know he wasn't aiming the vase at you. you could either immediately realize or storm off and lock your bedroom, in the latter case he lies on the ground in front of the door the whole night sobbing out how sorry he is.

But if you comfort him and tell him its okay, he will just hold onto you and cry.

it takes him a while to forgive himself( a long while) so rough sex is gone, play fighting also gone. he goes silent , withdrawn almost depressed. You need to be patient, let him understand he didn't do it on purpose and this changes nothing in your relationship.

overtime things go back to normal, but he refuses to fight with you. He wont do it ever, he will leave , not for weeks but he will never put you to risk again. its like the cycle restarts and it takes him a while for him to trust himself around you when he's mad.

the thing here is, and stop reading the fic if you want to remain delulu (cuz I do too)

jason had a shitty past, he is not gonna be a perfect partner. he is going to be complicated and difficult to be with and you really cant expect anything else. it is very possible he straight up slaps you and then runs away to space for a month and then turns up on your doorsteps sobbing. He will often moan and cry about his past to you, bring it up often, often ruin the mood. He wont let you get a propers night sleep or let you have guy frnds and that an get annoying. ofcourse with love commitment and communication it could hcnage but you do at least for a while have to deal with that. No one expects you to clean up your lovers mess. this is only fiction and should not be romanticized. unless your irl partner died and was tortured for 2 yrs - you shouldn't deal with their shit. you have enough shit of your own to deal with

as a person who was with a guy who is depressed, I can tell you how hard this sort of relationship is. you sacrifice a lot. He developed depression one yr after we started dating, I left him 10 months after that. For 10 months I stayed with a guy who was cheating on me then calling em and crying about how "violated he felt" after consensually getting blojbs from random girls, randomly dissapearing for 4-5 days without a single text, who never wanted to talk anything about me not even for a minute, who couldn't listen to my problems but expected me to stay up 4 hours till like 6am even though I usually sleep at 11pm and then get up at 7am for practice. And I did it all, because he was depressed and I felt guilty about leaving him . But you need to prioritize yourself no matter how hot or broken a dude is. unlike jason, you can not "fix him".

[wroetojaw]

KISS AND MAKE UP

- W2S x reader

summary: the internets reaction to their favourite couple’s break up and then getting back together

pairing: w2s (Harry Lewis) x reader

tags: fluff, some angst (not really)

a/n: first fic hope you enjoy!!

warnings: some cursing

inspired by @myoddessy and @whoetoshaw the queens of this tag, love them so much

[froldgapp]

For the ask game, G1 and W2? <3

Thank youuuu!

G1. What’s your favorite trope to write?

Whump! Especially if I can build it around some kind of miscommunication, longing, two equally balanced needs/hurts, or a solid internal battle.

W2. Tell me about a fic you hope to post in 2025.

Oh man, there are so many haha! I have one idea that were I in a different headspace as regards fan fiction and writing, I'd love to execute. It centres around Tim Drake getting cancelled due to an off-hand comment he makes about Red Robin (who is, of course, himself). This leads to a painful public witch hunt, where netizens dig through his past and posit all kinds of theories, including that he was his own father's killer (Don't you see the scars on his palms! He drove the boomerang in himself!). This leads to plenty of angst, a turbo protective!Dick and hopefully says something meaningful about online culture, etc. etc.

Other than that, Beast World!Tim, Clench Relapse!Tim, and the Janet story (which I could bake into Clench!Tim) would be top of the list. There's also the one about Dick being given the opportunity to save Tim from the vigilante life through magical means I slobbered onto you about a few weeks ago haha.

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[w2soneshots]

Roommates -W2S

words: 1.3k+

warnings: smut, light angst.

summary: you and Harry spend lockdown together in your own little flat that’s located next to the sidemen house. Eventually Harry catches feelings and the unexpected (yet very overdue) happens.

notes: heyy🫶🏼. My lockdown fic got so much love so I’m hoping you’ll all enjoy this one just as much! This request is so iconic. Don’t forget to reblog!!😚🤍

I've known the boys since I was young. I went to school with Tobi and Josh then when youtube came around we started playing games together. Soon they had created one of the biggest groups on youtube and I was their most requested guest. I have a great relationship with all of them and immediately hit it off with Freya and Talia.

Last month the uk went into a full lockdown. Josh, Freya, Simon, Talia, JJ and Vik were already living in the same house but Tobi, Ethan, Harry and myself packed our things and also moved in. Because we didn't want to be trapped in the middle of London alone. But since there aren't enough bedrooms for all of us, we flipped a coin to decide who would stay in the small granny flat at the end of the garden. Me and Harry ended up winning and I was actually really happy that I would only be sharing my space with one other person instead of nine.

At the beginning it was going great. Everyone was a little fed up with the fact we couldn't leave the house but we were lucky enough that we have a huge garden that makes you feel a little less claustrophobic. Me and Harry are getting along really well. We have separate bedrooms but share a bathroom, which can be slightly annoying at times.

One night I sat on the small couch in our living room/kitchen. Harry clicked open the door after coming back from filming with the boys. "Hey. How'd it go?" I asked, glancing up from my phone. "Uh- good." He replied plainly. My brows furrowed "are you okay?" I stood from the sofa. "Huh? Yea fine." He quickly entered his room then closed the door. I was a little confused but just assumed he was tired and didn't feel like talking.

The next night the same thing happened. He practically avoided me for an entire week. Until I'd had enough. I hesitated as I went to knock on his bedroom door. I took a deep breath then knocked my hand against the painted wood. "Harry?!" I heard a frustrated huff then the door cracked open. "Yes?" "Uhh, can we talk please?" I asked quietly. He looked down at the floor then left his room. We walked towards the kitchen and each sat down on one of the breakfast stools.

"Listen. I don't know if I did something to upset you but we're living together you can't just keep avoiding me. If you have something to say then just spit it out!" My voice raised as I spoke the last sentence. His jaw ticked. He looked me in the eyes, then his gaze flickered down to my lips. My breath hitched, my palms began to sweat and my heart beat so fast I thought it might pop out of my chest. The next few seconds were the slowest yet fastest of my life. He lent in and kissed me. Harry fucking Lewis kissed me. The boy I've known for so many years. The boy I've had a crush on since I was sixteen. But all this time I assumed he didn't feel the same so I suppressed the feelings as best I could.

I moved forward to place my hands on his cheeks, bringing him closer to me. As we broke away to breathe we rested our foreheads on each other's. We kept eye contact as he desperately placed his hands at my waist and lifted me onto the kitchen counter. He stood between my legs as he kissed me, hard. "Harry..." I moaned as he began kissing down my neck. He pulled my hoodie over my head revealing the small white cotton bralet I had on underneath. His eyes flickered from my chest back up to my eyes. "Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked, with his hands by his sides. "Please Harry, please." I begged. He took that as a yes so quickly fumbled to remove his shirt.

He pulled me off the counter then carried me towards his bedroom, my legs wrapped around his torso. I kissed his shoulder gently as he walked. He groaned as we approached the bedroom. "I need you Harry." I whimpered as he lay me down on his soft sheets. The room was dark so I could only barely make out his figure stood before me. I could hear shuffling then my pants along with my underwear were being pulled down in one fail swoop. I gasped as he moved over me so his dick was just inches away from my soaking wet cunt. He gently wiped the hair from my face then attached his lips back to mine. "You ready?" He asked between wet kisses. "So ready."

After that night we continued to have sex regularly. We weren't sure what we were even labelled as yet so we decided to keep it a secret from everyone else. Thank god we were at the end of the garden or we would have a problem. I'm not exactly sure how the other couples in the house were managing to have a sex life. But me and Harry were so loud. We did it in every possible room, kitchen counter, sofa, shower, his bedroom, my bedroom. I think we were just so bored that the only thing to do was have sex.

Almost two months after that night he asked me to be his girlfriend. It was actually really romantic. He cooked me dinner in our kitchen, bearing in mind it wasn't the nicest pasta I've had but that didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was that he was officially mine and I was his.

Once the lockdown was fully lifted life seemed to return to (somewhat) normal. Tobi, Ethan, Harry and I moved out and moved back into our own apartments. We hadn't actually talked about what we were going to do once the lockdown ended. I obviously knew I still wanted to be with him but the realisation suddenly hit me that I was actually dating one of my best friends. One night Harry asked if we could tell everyone and I wasn't sure what to say. We decided that we would wait a little longer until I felt one hundred percent ready.

A month went by and we still hadn't told anyone. I lay in bed next to Harry, the sun shone through the blinds and I was completely naked, from last night's events. I slowly opened my eyes to see Harry looking at me. "Hi." I whispered sleepily. "Do you like me?" He asked. I wasn't expecting that. I pushed myself up so I was leaning on my forearm. "What? Of course I like you." I lent in to kiss him but he gently pushed me back. "Well why don't you want anyone to know about us?" His face was serious. I sighed then placed my hand on his cheek. "I just- well- I've known you since we were teenagers and I- I don't want to mess this up. I don't wanna lose you." I finally admitted. His face softened then he lent in to kiss me. "I love you y/n." He whispered. My heart warmed. "I love you too." "I've wanted to say that for a while but I had to make sure you felt the same." He kissed me again.

The next day Harry brought me along to a sidemen shoot. "So, me and Harry have been- um- daiting for a while." I announced. They didn't seem to be very shocked. "Yea we figured that out when I went to ask if you wanted something from Nando's, since you weren't answering your phones, and I heard some... strange noises." Ethan explained with a chuckle. My face turned bright red. "Oh my god." I buried my face into Harry's shoulder.

[ghostypetrainer]

Thinking about the "captured!Ingo vs. Emmet plus literally all of his and Ingo's pokemon" fight in the Modern Zoroark Possession AU. And. Uh.

First of all if we include all of the pokemon Ingo and Emmet use in B&W and B2&W2 plus the four pokemon you've mentioned black fox!Ingo having. That's. That would be like 17 pokemon. Which is a lot more than six. (I can absolutely see Emmet being willing to break regulations on how many pokemon can be carried at a time here tho. Especially given the circumstances. Also. He will need all the help he can get, so I vote to let him use all 17.)

Secondly. Out of all 17 of those pokemon. None have a type advantage against Ingo. Only two would have supereffective moves against him (Durant and Chandelure). And of those two, Durant is the only one Ingo wouldn't have any supereffective moves against.

If the events of the Modern Zoroark Possession AU take place after Black and White (which would make sense), then I'd guess most of the pokemon Emmet are using could arguably be in the upper 60s in terms of level. However. Ingo is level 100. So uh. Depending on his effort levels and nature he could have over 400 in special attack. Idk how natures or effort levels would work with like... an actual person though.

Steel and Dark types would work best defensively against the moves you've listed Ingo as having, but he'd have at least one effective move for each of the pokemon Emmet could possibly send out. (5/17 of Ingo and Emmet's pokemon are steel types. None are dark type.) Granted, every single one of those seventeen pokemon would have at least one effective move against Ingo. So. That's Something, at least.

So! In conclusion, that battle was definitely absolutely insane even if you completely ignore all of the closely associated angst. Ingo can probably one shot a significant chunk of his and Emmet's pokemon. Also Durant probably played a significant role in Emmet winning. Either that or Emmet carries a lot of dark type tms around and had at least some time to prepare.

Well starting off, if we're going off of Chandelure and Durant's game movesets... they would not have any super-effective moves to use against Ingo. Hisuian Zoroark are normal/ghost, which means they're completely immune to ghost type moves! (As well as fighting and normal type moves.) In fact, the only moves that deal super-effective damage against one are dark type moves... which none of Ingo and Emmet's combined group of Pokemon have on their game movesets. Oops!

But yeah- suffice to say, it's one rough battle! On one hand, at least he's not getting the frenzy power boost that he would in the mainline zoroark possession AU... but on the other hand, that battle has three different trainers engaging with it (Emmet, Elesa, and Akari). Here there's just Emmet!

It's one hell of a battle. Emmet likes to joke afterwards that the real reason Ingo is no longer a Subway Boss after things have settled isn't because he was removed from his position by a court of law... but because Emmet banned his broken ass from the Subway. Legandaries and Ingos banned. Those are the rules, yup!

[mysterycharacterbracket]

Round L4, Poll #15

Remember, this is the losers bracket. We are matching up the winners of round L3. The winner of this poll will move on to round L5 against a loser from round W2, and the loser will be revealed.

Character 16: He had a close group of friends that were so traumatized by accidentally killing one of their group members that they swore never to see each other again. Now he’s in high school, emotionally distant, and has no aim in life. Thankfully magic apocalypse anime bullshit is happening, so on top of all that, he has to kill some demons that a cult sent after him specifically. I think he’s cool because he’s a dork-ass loser, is canonically really hot despite also canonically being ugly as shit(?), was a pretty early example of positive bisexual rep, and is a great source of angst because he just cannot catch a fucking break. Seriously, I only touched on half of this kid’s saga of trauma.

Character 51: A boy who despite doing his best to make his parents happy ends up having to walk away from his family all together. Burnt out "gifted child" who is now coasting through life by working far more than he should to battle with the guilt and trauma in his heart. He dove headfirst clothes and all into a lake once because he panicked. Writes a lot of letters. Cares alot about people being safe.

[morgenlich]

♿ : Has your muse had any injuries in the past?

headcanon asks!

gonna answer this about only gil (if someone wants another character pls feel free 2 pester me lmao)

so yeah he's got plenty of scars accumulated over the years of course. vast majority of them he can't remember the origin stories of and doesn't care enough to be bothered by this fact even though imo in order for nations to have like actual permanent scars, it's not gonna be just any random ol' injury, it's gotta be like. Symbolic and/or Relevant To The Narrative. i do need to sit down and think out which ones he does remember at some point, but that's not why you sent this ask lmao

so, the most recent Big Injury that imo gil received was during w/w1. gets shot in the spine, dies, comes back and suddenly he can't move anything below the waist. literally a nightmare scenario for him, and this is like. early 1917. there's a fair amount of war left and he has to sit the rest of it out and leave his baby brother unprotected because the paralysis does last at least a couple of years. (he spends this time mostly in some little house no one knows the whereabouts of on the baltic coast w human servants putting up with him being an absolute menace about this his several overlapping existential crises and angst and such. when the paralysis fades, he's still got the chronic pain to deal with, and can sometimes trigger short-term paralysis/excrutiating rather than normal pain by like. moving wrong, being hit in the back, etc. between wars and during w/w2 he mostly managed the mental AND physical pain with pervitin and alcohol (in combo w each other, of course) before (again, in my timeline) he defects and gets suddenly cut off of both :) after the war he gets his sugar daddy ivan to get him actual pain meds and since reunification he probably still is on them? though not necessarily legally lmao. and ofc he wants no one to know about the fact that he's on them (nearly everyone does).

this does also lead to imo some interesting pruaus interactions because tbh how could it not. gil is definitely also the type of guy to be like lol no i'm not disabled what on earth would make you say that. as though he doesn't still have the chronic pain etc. going on

[a-cat-in-toffee]

"If I didn't wanna listen I'd tell you, trust me." The amount of times he had told Smokescreen to just stop angsting about how guilty he felt, jesus christ. "If you don't wanna talk about it, thats fine, but I'm okay to listen if you do wanna talk." He'd like. try seem open from a body language perspective. Like if Rabbit wanted a hug or something. Wight was used to Kota grabbing onto him and not letting go until he calmed down.

"It sucks having to deal with things changing around you, especially when you just want them to stay the same. I get it." He didn't really, but he was pretty sure that was what he was supposed to say. He kind of got it? Adjusting to living with W2 was annoying, but it was useful in the long run. Kota had issues with it, though, so maybe it was like that.

Okay I’m coming into ur asks box to give ya Rabbit as a sacrifice for Wight bc last time it got HUGE- KFJDJSJAK-

I think Rabbit would immediately notice the difference between Wight and his William with Wights cocky-smug-looking self-. Possibly feeling a little bit on edge but brushing it aside bc he hasn’t actually gotten to know the guy yet, and he’s a William! How bad could he be?

HEHEYYAYAYYY

i looove how wight stands out from the other William's. not only are his vibes different but he's red instead of blue and thats freakkyyy compared to the others.

what Wight would notice first would obviously be the mutations, but he's used to that stuff by now, he doesn't really care for it. What he's most interested in how Rabbit seems hesitant. Hesitant isn't a quality most Dakotas have and that intruiges him.

[wroetojaw]

Masterlist

Started: 25/06/23

Last updated: 3/11/23

Total Works: 5

F1

Fluff

charles leclerc (cl16) x reader

Angst

SIDEMEN

Fluff

harry lewis (w2s) x reader

tobi brown (tbjzl) x reader

Angst