#when i wanted to be sleeping but my brain was like nooooo now is the time to remember the lore!!!

[bestagons]

Can someone point me to the source of where we know Phil was the one who wanted to restart the gaming channel

[arkon-z]

what if i don't want uncertainty, huh? what then?

[mt-oe]

OK, MIZU X VERY CLINGY READER?? like reader deadass will NOT let go of Mizu unless necessary and mizu will tease reader about it in a loving way. like just imagine reader snuggling on top of Mizu and resting their head on her abdomen and she just says something in a teasing voice like- “mm you just gonna keep holding onto me like that, love?” OH MY GODSOMEONE NEEDS TO MAKE MY BRAIN SHUT UP PLS😭

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Hey dear!

Thank you so much for the very cute and sweet request <3 Finally, a reason to push my drunk reader agenda forward www

Also, sorry if this took longer than usual. Hospital wifi sucked and my draft didn't save ;; I had to re-write a whole chunk purely from memory.

Not sure what is considered as 'lightweight' or whatever since I never really thought of those things when I drink, so if it's too much or too little then..oopsies.

Hope you enjoy! Mwa mwa :*

warning/s: not proofread, short, mention of vomiting (mild), she/her for mizu, implied afab reader

It was already a few hours past midnight. Mizu was laying down on the couch, reading a random book she had found in the book store. 'The Honjin Murders' was the title. The cover looked cool and even had a knife on it, so it definitely got her attention. Because as much as she didn't want to judge a book by its cover, she's only human. We have our moments like that.

On her chest was her girlfriend, eyes closed, and cheeks flushed and warm. An occasional mumbling noise or a slurred-out random question like 'do you think I can fight a bear with my bare hands?' would come from you. Mizu wouldn't admit it but she was having the time of her life right now.

You had just gotten back from a girl's night out with your friends. A little way of catching up after a whole semester of not seeing each other. Akemi and the others invited her too, but she wasn't really a big fan of the effects alcohol had on her body and opted to stay at home.

Upon opening the door, the sight of your heavily flushed face, drunken unconscious smile and the disheveled appearance of Ise and the other girls greeted her. You all reeked of alcohol, heavy perfume, and a bit of tobacco. "Umm..girlfriend delivery..?" Akemi chimed awkwardly, sweat dropping at the miffed look on Mizu's face.

She narrowed her eyes in response to the little joke as her eyes landed on you. "I was hoping you'd bring her back conscious," she said in a low tone, making them laugh nervously. You were being held up by two of Akemi's friends, face heavily flushed, hair tossed out of the hairdo you put it in earlier, and your lipstick was replaced by a thin sheen of saliva. With a sigh, she gently wrapped her arms around you before picking you up bridal style, cringing at the smell of beer coming from you.

The moment you felt her warmth around your figure, you opened your eyes slowly, blinking the blurriness brought by intoxication off before letting out a grunt. She felt you tilt your head upwards, looking at her before furrowing your eyebrows together, finger raised up to poke at her chin. "Would youu...rather have...urgh..my nipples are rubbing against my bra."

Yep.

That was definitely her cue to bring you inside.

After bringing you in, the 'full caretaker girlfriend' mode in her brain switched on. She immediately helped you get dressed into something comfy, removed your makeup and did your skincare for you, and handed everything you said you needed even though you didn't need it. Hell, she even shoved her finger down your throat to help you vomit.

You were her little intoxicated princess tonight.

Once she was done helping you out, she completely expected you to go to sleep after. Little did she know that you've decided to be the clingy-type of drunk tonight. A small strangled-like gasp escaped her throat as you pulled her by the back of her collar, burying your face on her neck. "Nooooo don't go!" you cried against her skin.

She tried her best to get you to sleep, knowing full well that you were going to be the grouchiest hungover in the morning, but whatever she tried didn't work. Watching youtube videos, having a staring contest with you, playing slow songs. Now, she was stuck with you laying on her chest as she read her book.

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" you asked her, speech still a bit slurred. Mizu raised an eyebrow at your odd question. Realistically, she knew she wouldn't, but reality didn't really matter when it comes to love. Only her girlfriend's happiness did.

She closed her book slightly to look down at you. Her breath hitched slightly as your glossy eyes looked back up at her, melting at the adorable sight. "Of course I would," she answered, giving your head a little pat.

"Liar," you huffed, closing your eyes as you nuzzled against her. "I see you step on worms all the time. You'd step on me too."

She huffed back at you with an amused smile. She could feel the pout in your voice. "I promise I wo—"

"It's okay," you cut her off with a drunken giggle. You looked back up at her, trying to lift your head but the remaining alcohol in your system allowed you to do so for a few seconds before you crashed back on to her chest. "I'd let you step on me."

Mizu rolled her eyes at your response. "You're very drunk. You know that?" she asked you, setting her book down on the carpet to pinch your cheek. "How did they even get you this drunk?" The playful exasperation was heavy in her voice.

You grinned at her, snuggling your face in between her breasts. "Well.." you trailed off, giggling a bit. "We haaad...Jager in a pretty preeeeeetty frozen little shot glass, then we washed that down with beer.."

A slight shiver went down her spine as she felt your hot breath against her collarbone. Her hands moving your hair to cool you off a bit. "Then..we had Cuervo. Then we tried this...this..cocktail that tasted like chocolate.."

"No wonder," she sighed, wrapping her arms around you. Although Mizu had admittedly had her fair share of bad experiences with drunks (mostly leading to fist fights), she had to admit, you were definitely the cutest one yet. "Next time, try to drink a bit more responsibly, okay?"

You shook your head at her words, wrapping your arms around her tighter. "I don't want to drink responsibly. I want my girlfriend," you whined, making her snort. You were definitely still too drunk for this conversation. "My girlfrieeeeend.."

"And who's your girlfriend? What's she like?" Maybe if she played along, she could finally get you to sleep. Blue eyes watched you sigh, melting into her arms with a dreamy smile. "My girlfriend is...my Mizu!" you answered, laughing slightly as your head rested against her breast.

She could feel your arms hold onto her tighter, weight pushing down against her's as you started to get a bit more excited. "She's the prettiest, coolest, grumpiest person ever..and she's mine!" you rambled, an amused laugh escaping her lips at your words. "H-Hey! Don't laugh!"

Mizu smiled at you apologetically as you continued to pout at her in drunken grumpiness. "Sorry, sorry. How 'bout we go to bed and take a nap so you can see her in the morning?" she asked, still playing along. "No! Dun' wanna!" you replied in a bratty tone, huffing once again. "You're staying with me!"

Your arms held on to her tighter, legs wrapping around her's almost possessively. "Mmm..So you're just going to keep holding on to me like that, love?" she said teasingly. At your nod, she chuckled and lifted you a bit higher so your head rested against the pillow, nestled near her neck.

Slowly, she felt your body relax, fingers releasing their grip on her shirt. The rhythm of your breathing becoming steadier, the depth increasing. Once again, she picked up her book and continued to read, wanting to pass a bit more time to make sure you were fast asleep.

However, while she was half into the book, you suddenly lifted your head again. She raised an eyebrow, a bit taken back at the sudden movement. "What is it, love?" she asked, getting ready to get whatever you needed just in case.

Your eyes blinked sleepily before you leaned your head down, planting a kiss on her lips. "G'night..I love youu," you mumbled with a soft little smile before crashing back onto the pillow. She blinked in both surprise and mild astonishment.

A goodnight kiss?

While drunk out of your wits?

Lord help her.

There was no way she could fight off a smile after that display. How did she score such a cute wife? Mizu had to take a few deep breaths to keep herself from laughing at how cute that was. Who cares if you woke up grumpy from your hangover? This was definitely worth it.

[misseviehyde]

BIG CUCK

"OMG - dude, our bully has turned me into a perfect physical copy of your hot girlfriend Jenna. Why the fuck would he do that to me? I'm your best-friend and he does this to me?

He must be up to something evil. That asshole is so manipulative and evil. He loves to play games.

He's been trying to get Jenna to sleep with him for months but she loves you too much. We can both see that she has real chemistry with Aaron and she's come so close to fucking him, but her love and loyalty to you is the only thing stopping her.

Now he's used the magic remote to copy her exactly onto me. I have her tits, her long blonde hair... even her sexy tan. Oooh shit, that's not all I have. This thing has copied her personality and desires onto me - they're starting to catch up with me. I can feel my mind changing.

Dude, I feel so fucking pretty and spoiled. My skin feels like buttermilk and my body is so tiny and perfect. Ooooh, I feel like totally feminine and girly. Jenna's personality fits like soooo nicely over my own.

I can even feel an echo of her love for you growing in my heart. Oh my God, I fucking love you. I love you so damn much.

Oh shit, here comes Aaron. Don't worry baby, I won't let that asshole hurt you.

What the fuck do you want you bastard? Why have you turned me into Jenna?

You're going to make him enjoy being a cuckold so that he'll encourage the real Jenna to fuck you? No... that's evil, and it won't work. Jenna loves him and so do I.

What do you mean you're gonna corrupt me so I love you instead and I become an evil whore? Nooooo, don't ugghhh point that remote at me... ahhhh fuck what are you doing?

Ugggh dude, you have to get out of here... he's melting my brain... making me uuuuuhhhhhh slutty and mean. I... I... I'm trying to fight it, but it feels so good. I can feel Jenna's love for you being, uuuugghhh twisted and corrupted into something wicked.

Ohhhh fuck, yessss, I like boys. Nnnn nooo I like MEN. Alpha Men. N...nooo that isn't right is it? Mmmmh, it feels kinda right though.

Ohhhh no he's making me bad and I can't ughhhh fight it. Twisting my sexuality and my mind. He's making me into evil-Jenna and I like it.

Mmmmh, yessss... only big cock will satisfy me. Only bullies make me WET. I'm a bully too? I am? Oh yeah, of course I am. I love being better than other girls. Yessss, I'm a fucking BITCH. I fucking dominate other girls. I dress like a fucking bitch, I AM a BITCH!

Hahah, ohhhh fuck this feels good. To have this smoking hot body... tight and smooth, feminine and powerful. To know men lust and desire after me. No one can understand why I'm dating such a pathetic loser for a boyfriend. Even I can't unders...

I... oh yeah of course. I date you because you're pathetic and weak. You're SO in love with me and think I'm an angel. I use you to get what I want. You pay for my clothes and my makeup. You give me lifts and cook me dinner. You even do my homework for me. But the truth is I fucking h... hate you.

Ugggh, noooo that isn't mmmmmh right, I lll..lllov... NO. NO, I can't fight it. It feels too good when I say it. I... I HATE you. I fucking hate what a weak pathetic loser you are, but it makes me wet to date you and enslave you and fuck other men. Better men.

Men like Aaron. Yeah, that's right. I like his big fat cock and his bullying attitude. He turns me on... he makes me wanna be a slut for him.

And you like it too don't you loser? You know I'm not the real Jenna, but this is how she really feels. Deep down inside she despises you and uses you to get what she wants. But really she wants to fuck other boys and you want her too.

The thought of being a cuck excites you doesn't it? Of kneeling between my legs and licking Aaron's cum out of my tight pussy. You wanna watch him fuck me. You wanna see me fucking scream and cum all over his cock.

He can pound me in ways you never could. You can only last a few seconds inside me, he can go for hours. HAHA ohhhh fuck yes, it makes me so horny to be evil to you. I love what a bitch I am.

Now then loser are you ready to watch Aaron put his strong hands all over my tight body. He's gonna bend me over, pull my panties to one side and slide that big dick into my tight little pussy.

I'm gonna fucking ride him for hours, pumping my pussy up and down on his cock. I'm gonna suck his balls and swallow his cock deep down my pretty throat. I'm gonna make you watch as he fucks me doggy, then lets me ride cowgirl. Every position, every possible type of sex - he's gonna show you how much better he is than you.

When he's done and I'm dripping with his cum, you'll never forget how hot I look - how happy and satisfied. When you see the real Jenna you'll not be able to stop thinking about her covered in Aaron's spunk. You'll do anything to help her become like me. You want to see the evil-Jenna take control.

This is the beginning of your addiction. Now get ready loser - because it's time for Jenna to get railed.

I can't wait for you to become a big cuck as I take this big cock...

[soliarus]

Thoughts Of You

-fluff, hangover, dahyun acting like a hopeless lesbian!! implied relationship

: hangover or not Dahyun's mind never ceases to stop racing, especially about you

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non-idol!dahyun x fem!reader

Through the open window, a soft breeze wafted into the room, it welcomed a nice shine of light which gladly took its place, laying a sunny streak over Dahyun’s sleeping face. As pretty as she looked with the sun shining on her face, she didn’t seem to like it much. If the groan was anything to go by, and the whine as she turns to face the other way, shifting around on the bed. 

Fuck the sun. I’m tired n wanna sleep. Head hurts. Where is she? 

A giggle rings through her head, the sound pounding off the walls of her brain. Another groan, and although her eyes are closed she feels around the bed, looking for something or rather someone. Another giggle echoes in her head, and Dahyun has to adjust her eyes, taking in the empty white sheets around her. 

Mmmm, actually this breeze feels nice. But, where is she???

She turns back over, and her head hurts, it aches terribly, but she wants you first. You’re sitting next to the same damn window that woke her up, in a plain white tee and a pair of light gray sweatpants. Criss-cross on a large beanbag, work laptop on your lap, with your reading glass on. You tilt your head at her, waiting for her to come to her senses, even if it was just a little bit. 

Shit that’s hot for no reason. Say something, c’mon, say something.

“Good Morning” Dahyun mumbles, more like grumbles, into silence, this time you hold back your laugh, biting your lip. Getting up and walking towards her, you softly run your hand through her tangled hair. Dahyun leans closer towards the touch. 

“Good morning to you too,” you whisper softly, “even if it’s four in the afternoon”. Dahyun huffs, closing her eyes to bear the pain grunting as you help her sit up against the headboard. You place a glass of water against her lips, and then hand her some painkillers. Dahyun’s eyes furrow, she swallowed the pills with difficulty, tilting her head back felt horrible and when she did it felt like her brain moved in her head, worsening this already unbearable ache. 

Never drinking again, ever. Not happening, no matter what. But this treatment is to die for… a pretty girl, with pretty hair, n pretty eyes, my pretty-

“I know baby, it aches, but you did such a good job,” you praise her and leave a quick kiss on her cheek. She smiles, almost in bliss, she thinks that if she gets enough kisses from you, you’d be able to cure this horrible hangover. 

More please, kiss me more, praise me more. M’like it, more please. 

“I’ll get you something to eat, be right back,” you assure her before stepping out of the room. 

nooooo come baaaack

And you do, holding a bowl of warm Miso soup, you sit on the edge of the bed, you mix the soup with the spoon, before lifting it up to feed Dahyun. The girl blushes, and she lifts her hand, “It’s okay, you don’t have to feed me”. You smile, your eyes pointing towards her lifted hand, it’s shaking, “oh”. And Dahyun quickly puts her hand back down, her blush reaching her ears. 

That was so fucking embarrassing. 

“You’re cute,” you mumble, feeding her. Dahyun has to grip the sheets to brace herself. 

No u. 

“Where did you order the soup from anyway?” Dahyun tries to make light conversation, but your sudden frown makes her want to bury herself. “Doesn’t taste good enough?”

Fuck Dahyun, you desperate gay freak! You made her sad! 

“S-sorry! It’s just really good! Like the best soup I’ve ever had! Literally at the top of my list now! Just wanted to know where you got it cuz it’s that good-” Dahyun truthfully rambles. You blush, looking away, a soft smile on your lips as you tug a piece of hair behind your ears. It’s like Dahyun is falling more in love with each passing second. “I made it myself, actually; I’m glad you like it,” Dahyun beams. 

Dahyun, you smart bitch! 

[starsin-youreyes]

husband!jungkook drabble #01

❧ pairings: jungkook x f!reader

❧ genre/warnings: fluff, established relationship, pregnant!reader

❧ word count: 541 words

a/n: i came across a post where someone overheard a couple arguing and the pregnant lady said that she's right because she has two brains and he only has one. 😭 lower case intended. not proofread.

jungkook's been taking care of you more ever since you both found out that you're pregnant.

making you drink a cup of tea before bed so you'll sleep better despite you still being able to sleep just fine, massaging your feet even though you stayed at home the whole day and didn't do much walking, doing the dishes all the time because what if you suddenly feel nauseous when washing the plates and you fall and hit your head? a bit dramatic but he argues that prevention is better than cure. it was nice at first, you love your husband very much. but you're so bored! you still go out for walks, but only when he's with you. you understand him, of course, he just wants to show you how much he values you and your baby.

and then you find out that you're not only having a baby, it's actually babies! twins! you're having twins and jungkook can't stop himself from tearing up a bit at the thought that in a year or two, you're gonna have a mini you or mini him or even better, mini both of you's wobbling around your home, trying their very best to learn how to walk with their adorable little legs.

you're 26 weeks pregnant now and just like always, jungkook's all over you. the side of his handsome face is currently pressed on your very pregnant belly, reading a book you bought two months ago. he read somewhere that talking to your babies while their still in the womb is good, you feel like your babies actually like hearing his voice. you do, too.

you want to go to sleep already but he wants to finish the book, he told you that it'll be 5 minutes more 20 minutes ago. you guess all that cooing and kissing at your stomach is delaying him much more than you like.

"jungkook~" you whine.

"what is it, love? do you want your tea now?" he asks you affectionately.

"nooooo, i wanna sleep now!"

"but you'll sleep much better if you have your tea." he argues and sits up to rub your back up and down.

"i could've been deep in my sleep already if you agreed to continue reading that story tomorrow!"

"you can't know that." he responds with a pout.

"yes, i can! i have three brains and you have one!"

jungkook stutters at your argument, mind going blank for a moment before letting out a chuckle.

"i'm sorry, love. i should've known my place. my single brain is nothing against your triple brain." he tucks a hair behind your ear and showers kisses all over your face.

content with his response, you let him tuck you in and hold you close to his chest from behind.

with your three brains, you manage to get him to back off a little, he lets you wash the dishes sometimes when you insist, you don't want to do it all the time of course. seriously, no one wants that! he divides the story he reads to your babies in two parts. feet massages are needed often now so you welcome it with no complaints.

you thank your lucky stars that you have him as your husband.

[thegreymoon]

The Story of Minglan

There is no chance I will finish this episode tonight because tomorrow is a work day and I must sleep, but I was PROMISED a scene with Madam Zhang and Minglan just now and I have no self-control 😔

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Aww, cutiepie 🖤

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NOOOOO, GU TINGYE TURNED HIM INTO LUNCH 😭

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LMAO, idiot, you are sitting alone in the middle of the forest right in his line of sight and he's obviously looking for you.

What do you think looking away is going to do?

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Congratulations on the baby but condolences on having to fuck your worthless husband to get there 😔

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OH MY GOD.

KILL ALL MEN.

OK, Tingye, Changbai and Shitou can stay, but to the dumpster with the rest of them.

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LMAO, drag him, Changbai.

I also feel like he is making problems where there shouldn't be any.

Just get rid of the damn concubine yourself, OMG, and continue fucking your legitimate wife in peace.

But no, he wants the dramatics.

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LMAOOOOO, GIRL, HE IS YOUR HUSBAND!! 😅😅

I AM THINKING HE IS GOING TO BE A DIRECT PARTICIPANT!

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They are not being subtle at all, lol 🤣🤣

We get it, okay, a baby is coming to the Gu family!

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Oh, fuck off.

It's about time somebody told you to shut up.

And the worst thing is, there is no point to her ugly scheming and backstabbing. Her son is useless and can't function on any level, what is he going to do with a noble title even if he was to inherit it? He would run the entire family into the ground within a few years. If she just quit even now, both she and her son and all their descendants could live in wealth and splendour for who knows how long, but no. She is rotten to the core and just can't help herself.

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He is Sheng Hong the Second.

So weak and self-serving. He doesn't deserve his magnificent wife.

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She's finally being honest and if he has any brains he should listen and reassure her.

The truth is, as a woman, she is so limited and reliant on his whims. How can she trust him? He is asking too much of her too soon.

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OMG, set your ego down for five minutes, please.

She's a smart woman, of course she is. She's just trying to survive.

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Oh, shut the fuck up.

Right now, he reminds me of those men who run around screaming, "There is no gender discrimination anymore! Men have it worse!"

He's usually so smart and now he's letting his insecurity get the better of him.

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Drag him, Minglan.

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Oh, ffs.

Is he seriously bringing this up again? I thought he was better than that.

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I don't know about her, but you are seriously starting to get on my nerves.

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She should have smacked him harder. WTF was that entire scene, in front of other people, no less.

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I'm so tired 😑😑

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LMFAO

Definitely my favourite couple here.

They should give me a drama with just Xiaotao and Shitou being up to no good and stupid in love. And make it a comedy.

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Aww, TGCF flashbacks 🦋🌹

Luckily, Hua Cheng is a ghost and therefore already dead, so life is already over and done with and the banquet can now truly be neverending with his immortal god of a husband.

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LMAO, yes, Tingye, when are you going back to your wife's room?

You're messing with his love life too because Xiaotao is now mad at you both 🤣🤣

I love them so much 🖤

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Empress Dowager gets on my very last nerve.

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Oh, ffs.

Haven't we all already agreed that you should shut up forever?

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Oh, Tingye 😔

At least this will (hopefully) buy you some pampering from Minglan.

[quotidianish]

uh uhhhh a the uhh

the tf2s are terrorized by a big scary monster living in the base,, and when they find it it turns out to be like, a possum or something . That might be silly uhhhh

oh oh uh everybody shows their appreciation for miss pauling,, because she’s pretty epic and she deserves some I think

medic and heavy try to have a nice date and everybody keeps on interrupting them and eventually they just give up

engineer and medic invent some stupid shit together honestly just more engineer and medic friendship would be epic

sniper scout and demo all apart are smart in their own rights,, but when together 1 braincell,,,

hmmm uhh. ,, , heavy helps spy learn Russian? Or maybe heavy doesn’t know spy can speak Russian so he insults him one day and spy insults him back

scout and spy do a father-son activity ,, but not because they wanted to do father-son bonding ,it was by accident. Like scout was rambling about baseball and spy said it was stupid so he was like, oh yeah? Bet you’re just jealous, and spy retorts by saying he can throw and scout bets him and they end up playing catch lmao

more trans soldier,,, for the funsies

sniper and demo argue about cryptids and which ones are real or not,, and which animals are real or not because a lot of Australian animals totally sound like cryptids

tired medic,, I know he’s probably on cocaine like twenty four seven or however you say it, but he’s gotta run out at some point

engineer gaming losing his mind !!!! ho boy that’d be scary I think,

pyro’s parents are coming to earth to visit them and they’re like some sort of cosmic-lovecraftian-horrors ,, peeping the horror am I right or am I r anyway scout can handle these man-made horrors just fine maybe you have a skill issue or something

demo listens to breakcore,, I know it’s not like invented for like another million years but idk I think I’d be silly and I think he’d like it

scout learns how to read yayyyyy he reads his first book or something maybe like the ones with the silly golden retriever you know the ones,, like uhh hmm let me search it up OH THE DOG’S NAME IS BISCUIT !!! Yeah the biscuit books,, the I Can Read! ones

movie night !! Its spy’s turn to pick the movie but nobody except heavy and soldier like it and scout starts to argue and eventually they end up with pyro picking the movie like always. (They just put on golden girls episodes’ or something)

Demo is secretly a painter,, more specifically an impasto painter. Pyro finds out and is amazed and asks him to help them learn how to paint. Demo lets them touch the paintings. (impasto paintings are meant to be touched ,,I mean how could you look at all the epic texture and just not. come on now)

I wish I had more but that’s all the thoughts my brain will let me think tonight, hope these help and stuff!! Also I love your art and your memes are so fucking funny,, your headcannons are very epic too,,,, hhhh goodnight I have to sleep now it is 4 am oh nooooo

Ohhh all of these headcanons are so good…. Especially love the scout + spy father son bonding activity. Aggressively chucks ball at his da’s crotch. Swings bat and accidentally managed to bash his son in the face. At the end they have achieved a new level of understanding with one another. Btw medic’s proposing to heavy on that one where the offense class is stalking out of a bush. And thank you so much man <333 these headcanons are fire too 💥💥🫡

[thatlittledandere]

PLEASE talk about xoxo droplets omg. im no thoughts head empty rn but tbh just i wanna hear every opinion you have about it,, i love when people share my Extremely Unknown Special Interest

Every time I think about how to explain the main characters to someone unfamiliar with them I can get through Everett and Shiloh just fine, normal short synopses, but THEN. NATE LAWSON. TRAPS ME FOR HOURS. Nate isn't even my favorite but I'm obsessed with him oh my god. This is gonna have spoilers for his route btw hold on

Like. I met him, and thought, in a true JB fashion, hot damn. He, he's easily the most attractive of the bunch to me shrsvhddh (Everett has so many qualities I love on paper but in practice. It's Nate he's the most handsome) Then I started to observe why he's in the Unfriendable Group and deducted that he's got a stick the size of a log up his ass. Simple enough. But WAIT THERE'S MORE

I started his route PURELY because he was hot shhddvhgd even though I disliked him hard after my first playthrough. (Shiloh. I didn't believe the warnings. F in the chat bois.) He's not JUST a stickler to the rules nooooooo he's a PERFECTIONIST. And a SUPERHUMAN. But HE doesn't see it like that nooooo he thinks he's just the only one who puts in any effort at all. People keep telling him his standards are unreachable but ~obviously~ they're not. If he can do it, so can everyone else! They're just not trying hard enough! And he doesn't try to be perfect, no, that's impossible. He just wants to be the best he can!

But it's never enough. There's always room for improvement, after all. Nate could get a perfect score on a test and still be dissatisfied, because he could have elaborated on that point in his essay more, or his handwriting got too close to the marginalia on one line and that is unprofessional, or he thought on that one multi-choice question longer than he should have if he studied adequately, etc, etc.

And because of this he's constantly stressed the FUCK out. He volunteers when something needs to be done, he helps out teachers, he takes it upon himself to make sure everyone else is ALSO acting properly, he puts at LEAST 100% into EVERYTHING he does, and there's always more to do. He has a part-time job at a warehouse as well and while the physical labor can offer a bit of a break for his brain, you can bet your ASS he doesn't stop for ONE second or stay on his break a MINUTE too long. How the hell does he live like this?

Well. What other choice is there? Things need to be done. They need to be done well. And obviously Nate knows the importance of rest to your health and performance, so he certainly eats and sleeps properly, but see these things are also scheduled and measured and optimized for maximum efficiency. But does he get REST, for REAL? Does he RELAX?

Yes, because he's best friends and roomies (the room is spotless At All Times) with Everett "2kool4skool" Gray (who would shoot me point blank for saying something so uncool about him). I Could write another essay on their dynamic but let's just say they balance each other out. Nate gives Everett direction, Everett gives Nate respite. Phew.

But I'm not done. MORE MORE MORE. Because I started talking about my personal relationship to Nate but got sidetracked by character analysis dghfsfh THE THING IS I disliked him heavily even some time after starting his route, and all the characters absolutely SHINE on their dates. But then. The unthinkable happened.

The class trip.

Now of course I already knew Nate was extremely high strung all of the time, but until that point I'd seen it either as an annoyance or a joke. But the class trip was, like, a disaster to Nate. He's spending more time with the group outside strictly defined areas and activities and therefore feels responsibility over their behavior. Obviously a new environment with new activities gives everyone more opportunities to act up. They have a schedule, but it's not in Nate's control, and he can't help seeing himself as like a vice advisor, and nothing goes exactly as planned or at ALL as planned, and everyone's doing it on PURPOSE his life is already hell and they're doing it to SPITE him or maybe they're just completely unfit to the title of human being that's been forced on these demons, and this is STILL SCHOOL they're still bound by school rules and they should LEARN things here and GET SOMETHING OUT OF IT for HEAVENS sake,

So it's no wonder he breaks down. And it was, it was fucking terrible. Nate's stress and anxiety present as anger most of the time, I didn't... I didn't see him as the type who would cry. Kind of figured Nate was one of those boys who didn't remember the last time they cried but guessed it was somewhere around fourth grade? Heartless of me. I really thought he was like. Pardon the expression. Above such vulnerability.

Of course he's not. He's a person, and a highly sensitive one at that. I guess I hadn't noticed it over what a hardass he is;;; And y'all I felt SO bad. And so awkward. Like. What the fuck do you do in that situation? This wasn't supposed to happen. It felt like we were breaking the script somehow. Like. "I'm not supposed to see this. Why am I seeing this? Do I need to? Fucking christ. Is this allowed? When can I leave. Uh. There there? Can't even pat him on the shoulder. Jesus just kill me"

And that scene changed everything. Nate cried in front of the MC and I could never see him in the same light again. I used to think he was kinda just a tough yet guarded guy and a demanding ass but oh wow he's actually just like. This dude has anxiety. This dude has problems. He's burning out at light speed and has been for the past what? Eight years?? Get him HELP.

And I HAVEN'T EVEN TOUCHED ON HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS PARENTS YET. So they're the type who saw having children as just a step that responsible adults take at some point in their lives, and they were not prepared. And Nate was a difficult child too. Not on purpose, obviously, babies don't do anything on purpose, but he was particularity emotional even as a baby. He's just Like That. So his parents ehm eeeurgh tolerated him for a few years. Just kind of. Pushed through it. And then decided to give up and send him to a boarding school. Like they basically abandoned him there because they couldn't handle him.

And Nate is on hard denial about this. He tells himself it was the reasonable choice and the best for everyone, and he's not wrong, but he's also not ready to face the fact that uh. His parents very much just are not good at parenting and they don't actually know each other at all. "I respect them and they respect me" is how he puts it, and again it's not wrong but also christ he was not truly loved as a child and still isn't. Mommy and daddy hear that his grades are top of the class and he's very mature and responsible and respected by staff and students alike, and they're proud of him, but they do NOT know who he is as a person or how fucking terrible he's actually doing.

Not that Nate admits any of that himself. I can see how it would be difficult to face when you're already juggling fifty glass balls on a glass platter while riding a unicycle on hard stone floor.

Why is NATE is the one I give a private Ted Talk on regularly when none of the jerks are doing much better. He's just for fucks sake he, he's doing so bad. So bad. Maybe it's the incredibly harsh wakeup call I got? I cannot overstate how impactful that one scene was. HE CRIED. HE CRIED IN FRONT OF ANOTHER PERSON? HE BROKE DOWN?? NATE LAWSON HAS WEAKNESSES??? LIKE HE WASN'T JUST DOING ALL THAT FOR THE SAKE OF OBLIGATION OR TO LOOK GOOD ON A RESUME? HE'S REALLY THAT CRUSHED? I wasn't supposed to be there. I know it's a scripted event but I wasn't supposed to see that it feels not allowed. Are you still there? Thank you for reading go to sleep

[snow-143]

The Truth Untold- Kim Taehyung |

Eleven- take care of you (1.4k) |

The next couple of days are awkward to say the least. After the whole waking up in his bed situation I reverted to avoiding him at all costs.

Waking up in his bed wasn't necessarily the problem, after all I grew up sleeping in his bed. The problem is how right it felt, like slipping back into old habits that's never really left you. But more than that was how much I enjoyed being surrounded by him.

I didn't leave his room straight away after we woke up, instead i stayed curled up in his sheets, wishing he was still holding me, with the excuse that Eun hadn't left for classes yet.

I stayed there in his warmth and presence, simply absorbing it all. But soon Eun's presence started leaking through, in the way that her voice echoes through the apartment while she sings along to her music, the way her light footsteps taper around the house and suddenly I was surrounded by her instead.

That's when reality set in. solidifying its place with the slam of our front door as she leaves.

Tae seemed hesitant when I got up to leave, it almost makes me think he was also sad for this moment to end, but he doesn't stop me.

So now we're back to square one. The only difference is my longing to see him now and that's why I need to distance myself. Just until this passes, up until him and Eun are a thing and I can forget all of these foolish thoughts.

I have successfully avoided anything to do with Kim Taehyung for a solid 3 days now, I would congratulate myself if I wasn't constantly conjuring up thoughts of him.

If I'm being honest, the past 3 days have been hell. Before when I ignored him he let me, it was simple, we both stayed in our own space. But not this time. Nope he just has to make it difficult.

Especially difficult when he wakes up earlier than he usually would, trying to catch me sneaking out on the mornings.

But I survived 3 days, and now I'm being rewarded. With alcohol.

God do I need to get drunk right now.

It was Jin's idea, he suggested me, him, Yoongi, Namjoon, Hobi + his wife and one of his new employees go drinking tonight. I couldn't have agreed quicker. Plus I want to meet this girl he's been talking so much about.

'You heading out?' Instantly freezing in my spot I curse myself for wearing heels that click with every step, knowing he probably heard me walking.

Slowly turning around I scramble my brain on what to say, 'Um yeah I'm going out drinking with my friends.' Casual enough.

'Ah okay. Have fun.' He seems just as awkward as me despite his efforts to talk to me the past couple of days. Seeing him now makes me feel kind of bad, but I brush that off. Everything will be alright when I have some alcohol in my system.

'Thank you.' It's said through a tight smile. Before I quickly scurry my way out of the apartment.

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'I love you guys. You know that right.' My friends are currently surrounding me and I could think of no better place to be. Well maybe I could think of one.

'We know.' There're multiple voices at once making me feel dizzy. I can faintly feel someone's arm around my waist holding me up.

'Y/n you've gotta drink some water, and we need to get you home safe, okay?' I can't tell who's talking but either way I'm not very fond of them at the moment.

'What nooooo I'm having so much fun!!!'

'I know you are love but think about how nice it'd feel to be curled up in bed right now. We can even go to mine if you don't want to go home.' Their voice is gentle, much like their arm around me. Finally, looking at them, it takes my eyes a minute to focus on their feature but once I do I recognise him to be Yoongi.

'I wanna stay with our friends though. haven't seen them in so long.' I'm pouting at this point, but I can't find it in me to be embarrassed.

'We'll see them again. Sounds good yeah? But for tonight it's time to sleep.'

'Can I say goodbye first?' My mood has suffered a drastic shift in the last couple of moments.

He nods in reply and I peel myself away from him to give my friends hugs goodbye.

After I've made it round the whole group I begin to hear some sort of bickering.

'So you thought it was a good idea to call him?' Looking over at the noise I see Yoongi, Namjoon and...

'Tae?' Now all of their attention is on me.

'Y/nie.'

'What are you doing here?' I slur, being genuinely confused. 'Did you come to join us?'

'Not quite, no.'

'Oh.' I deflate, hoping that we could all continue drinking.

'He's here to take you home y/n.' Namjoon gives me a soft smile.

'Oh. But I thought I was going home with Yoongi?' Tilting my head I give the boys a questioning gaze.

Taehyung starts to walk towards me, 'Not any more, I'm gonna to take care of you from now on, okay?'

My face lights up at this, 'Okay!' It comes out with a giggle. My carefree happiness seem to be matched with his.

He's smiling down at me and I swear everything feels right in this moment.

Why have I been avoiding him again? I swear I'll never avoid him again because this feeling is something I never want to let go of.

But then again, it might just be that alcohol that's making me feel this way. I decide not to dwell on that thought though, I just want to enjoy this while it lasts.

'Let's get going then.' He's still smiling at me. His boxy smile that does things to my heart. The disappointment of leaving that I felt before is long gone as he grabs my hand to lead me to his car.

I almost forget to say a last goodbye to the others as I stare at our hands connected.

Giving them a quick wave my eyes settle on Yoongi first, he doesn’t seem happy at all. It confuses me, but I’m too carefree to linger on that fact and I soon forget when my eyes land on Mina, Jin's plus one for the night, I giggle as she gives me a wink. She's awfully kind and the memory of how Jin Hyung was doting over her has me yet again giggling. He looked so smitten with her.

Winking back I whisper at her, 'Make sure he works for it.' Although by the way I hear Jin choke and curse at what I mean I don't think I quite executed the discretion I was hoping for.

By this point I'm not really paying attention, too rapped up on how Tae helps me into the passenger seat and straps me in. Far too focused on the way he strokes my hair behind my ear and asks how I'm feeling from his squatting position. Replaying the words that came out in a stolen whisper.

When I finally reply with a soft nod his hand retreats from my face, and he circles the car. I'm disappointed for a moment, until he enters the car and suddenly everything's alright again.

Wanting the contact back I grab his hand and draw it over onto my lap. He seems startled by this, his wide eyes gazing at me, but I just smile back. He eventually returns my gesture and sets his eyes onto the road ahead.

The car ride seems to last an eternity yet not nearly long enough. His thumb is moving in slow circles over my hand and I swear this is the most content I've ever felt.

He's humming along to the distant sound of the quiet music that is coming from the radio. It's a slow and romantic song.

Finding it hard to remove my gaze from his side profile, I eventually decide to gaze out of the window instead. The view is beautiful. Putting the window down I relish in the feeling if the delicate wind blowing through my hair.

This. This is a better place to be I think.

The moment is so perfect, and I find myself being disappointed when I start to recognise the street we're going down. Knowing this moment inevitably has to end. That this feeling has to end.

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a/n: fluff fluff and more fluff… hope yous enjoy it before it all falls apart 😁

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PS- the italics are my favourite part of the specific scenario!!!

chan, my lovely considerate chan!! I adore himm. Can I put in the whole thing??? no?? oh well... - He smiles, and you swear it lights up the whole room. Sweet, considerate Chan who never wanted to make you uncomfortable by rushing into things. The man you’ve been seeing for months now that didn’t put a label on your relationship just to give you space and time to sort out whatever else was going on in your life. The one who’s been there for you even if he didn’t have to, especially since you weren’t official, or anything at all. The best man you could ever ask for. That’s why, the next action feels like the most natural one. Taking a deep breath, you return his smile and lean forward, resting your forehead on his. He stares deeply into your eyes, mesmerizing you with their beauty while his smile never falters. “Then, would you do me the pleasure of being my boyfriend?” Chan can’t help but chuckle, swiftly grabbing you by the waist to set you in his lap before pecking your lips. “It would be my honor, baby.”

Minho makes me giggle so bad, although if I were in that situation I would've started sobbing in an instant. my indecisive ass cannot take that hetrfjd - You take a deep breath. “We are…lovers. A couple.” This causes Minho’s smile to return, eyes twinkling again as he finally pushes a plate of food in your direction. “There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” - the only man who could put me in such a position and be forgiven..

oh nooooo changbin noooo. you can tell that man wrote 'I like it'. -  choosing to ignore your screaming mind in favour of basking in his affection just for a while longer. - re;atable, I too would bury myself in changbin's chest no matter how bad he treats me...

aweee hyune's was so cute!!! they said their 'i love you's' I'm so soft - Without missing a beat, you say exactly what’s on your mind, wanting to pay him back for all the teasing by short-circuiting his brain. “I love you.”

jisung just wants to sleep man - What do you mean ‘what are we’?! This isn’t high school, and you aren’t kids, what are you even confused about? He’s always made himself as clear as possible when it came to your relationship.- this is what we need, what we want!!

I love felix! I love everything about felix's part! I neeed a felix, sadly only get changbins..-  Felix turns to look at you like you’ve got all the answers he’s ever sought for. Like you’re a genie that is capable of granting his every selfish wish.

“Whose else would I be, dummy?” so! seungmin, dear sir... marriage when???

In my head jeongin ran after reader and got back together sorry. - he ends up giving a totally different answer, one that breaks both of your hearts simultaneously.

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ⏖ ''what are we?' with skz

⁺ 𖹭 . genre: fluff and a little angst and a lot of uncertainties

⁺ 𖹭 . a/n: in honor of 'i like it' , i think this is a very fitting first post lmao

𝜗୧ chan 𝜗୧ - “whatever you’d like us to be.”

He smiles, and you swear it lights up the whole room. Sweet, considerate Chan who never wanted to make you uncomfortable by rushing into things. The man you’ve been seeing for months now that didn’t put a label on your relationship just to give you space and time to sort out whatever else was going on in your life. The one who’s been there for you even if he didn’t have to, especially since you weren’t official, or anything at all.

The best man you could ever ask for.

That’s why, the next action feels like the most natural one.

Taking a deep breath, you return his smile and lean forward, resting your forehead on his. He stares deeply into your eyes, mesmerizing you with their beauty while his smile never falters.

“Then, would you do me the pleasure of being my boyfriend?”

Chan can’t help but chuckle, swiftly grabbing you by the waist to set you in his lap before pecking your lips. “It would be my honor, baby.”

𝜗୧ minho 𝜗୧ - “you tell me.”

Looks you dead in the eyes, with one eyebrow raised defiantly, the food he prepared and laid out nicely suddenly forgotten. This wasn’t the answer you were expecting. However, it’s such a Lee Minho one that you can’t even be surprised for more than a moment. Shuffling in your seat, you clear your throat before complying, all caution out the window.

“You’re my boyfriend. Only mine.”

Minho nods slowly just like a cat, his doe eyes never leaving yours as he continues to give you his undivided attention. “Alright. So then, what are we?”

You watch him, trying to understand what exactly he wants to hear right now. Your answer rests on the tip of your tongue yet, you hesitate, not knowing if he shares your feelings on the matter. He’s always been a complicated man, not giving anything away.

What if he doesn’t feel the same?”

You take a deep breath. “We are…lovers. A couple.”

This causes Minho’s smile to return, eyes twinkling again as he finally pushes a plate of food in your direction. “There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

𝜗୧ changbin 𝜗୧ - “whatever we are, I like it.”

Changbin shrugs, bringing you closer to his chest by the arm he wrapped around your shoulders. The movie on the tv serves as background noise as your feelings threaten to overwhelm you, ready to take you down a well-known path of overthinking. What does that even mean?

Does that mean that he likes you? Loves you? Dislikes you with every fibre of his being but is too comfortable to say it? Usually, you would appreciate Changbin’s laid-back nature but now, it only makes you feel worse.

Why do relationships have to be so complicated? With him by your side, you thought it would be all smooth sailing but it looks like that isn’t the case.

“Y/n?” He asks, tearing his eyes away from the screen. “Is everything okay?”

His concern seems real, but is it really? Or is it just an act meant to have you fall even deeper in love with him? At this point, you don’t even know.

Shaking your head, you hide your face in the crock of his neck, choosing to ignore your screaming mind in favour of basking in his affection just for a while longer.

“Yeah, things are great.”

𝜗୧ hyunjin 𝜗୧ - “is this your way of asking me to make it official?”

Ever the hopeless romantic, Hyunjin gives you the sweetest smile, the sight making your heart beat faster. Oh, what you wouldn’t give to make things official with Hwang Hyunjin. But, would he want that or is he just playing with you? Your concerns seem unreasonable since he isn’t that kind of person but you never know.

“And what if it is?”

The smile turns cocky, resembling a smirk more than anything. “So, you like me?”

You giggle to hide your growing embarrassment and nerves. “I mean, I’m sure you know the answer to that question.”

He fakes ignorance, looking at you with big, puppy eyes that still pull at your heartstrings. Hyunjin knows all the buttons he needs to push to get you wherever he wants.

“Nope. Do tell.”

Without missing a beat, you say exactly what’s on your mind, wanting to pay him back for all the teasing by short-circuiting his brain.

“I love you.”

𝜗୧ jisung 𝜗୧ - “Is that a rhetorical question? You genuinely want an answer?”

Poor baby has never been more flabbergasted in his entire life. What do you mean ‘what are we’?! This isn’t high school, and you aren’t kids, what are you even confused about? He’s always made himself as clear as possible when it came to your relationship.

“You’re my baby, the love of my life, what kind of question is that?”

You shrug, turning on your side to face him. “Be more specific, Sungie.”

His mouth falls open comically, and you do everything in your power to not burst out laughing at the sight.

“We’re literally laying in bed together right now. I said I love you less than five minutes ago.”

You move closer to rest your head on his sturdy chest. “Yeah, but what exactly ARE we?”

Jisung stares down at you without a word for a few moments, trying to understand if you’re fucking with him or not until he sees the beginning of a grin stretching across your face and scoffs, turning to face away from you.

“Go to bed, Y/n, I’m too tired for your nonsense.”

𝜗୧ felix 𝜗୧ - “what do you want us to be?”

You’re greeted by big, hopeful eyes as Felix turns to look at you like you’ve got all the answers he’s ever sought for. Like you’re a genie that is capable of granting his every selfish wish. For him, you kind of are since your relationship pretty much marches to the beat of your own drum, with him just tagging along for the ride.

Felix would like to change that though – would love to just take matters into his own hands for once and answer your question with full confidence. But, he can’t. So, he throws the ball in your court again, wanting to avoid getting hurt.

You don’t answer right away, instead letting your head fall on his shoulder as you take your time to think his question over.

“How about…we try being more than friends?”

His face lights up instantly, buzzing with happiness at your proposal. Beaming, he nods before gently grabbing the back of your head to connect your lips in an eager kiss.

𝜗୧ seungmin 𝜗୧ - “a mess.”

You’re expecting to see him smirking or even rolling his eyes at your question, however, once you turn around, none of those things happen. He’s just looking at you, face devoid of any emotion, and that’s when you realize that to him, this is serious. Seugmin isn’t playing around nor is he avoiding the subject – that is genuinely what he thinks on the matter. To him, whatever relationship you’ve developed, is a complete mess. If it’s a mess he enjoys or on the contrary, finds troublesome, is a question for another day.

“Well,” you begin, still taken aback by his blunt answer. “You’re my mess.”

This time, he does roll his eye, acting more annoyed than he actually is as you wrap your arms around his shoulders from behind and lean down to plant a kiss on his cheek.

“Whose else would I be, dummy?” he shakes his head, voice uncharacteristically soft. Turning around in his seat, Seungmin moves to embrace you properly before burying his face in your soft hair.

𝜗୧ jeongin 𝜗୧ - “you know what we are. You just want to hear me say it.”

You nod, taking another sip from your drink before releasing his hand. “Alright. Then say it.”

When he sees you stop in the middle of the crossroad, he follows, visibly confused. His hand moves to grab yours again, however, you pull away, shaking your head.

“Answer me properly, Jeongin.”

His eyebrows furrow as he tries to wrap his head around what’s suddenly gotten into you. Did you really want to have a conversation as serious as this here, out in the open? What was happening?

“I – “ He feels his whole face warm up, voice cracking and not allowing any other words to slip out. Jeongin knows what he wants to say, he’s had a whole speech prepared for a while now. But, being put on the spot like that has him freezing up so, he ends up giving a totally different answer, one that breaks both of your hearts simultaneously.

“We’re…” He pauses, looking down, “just friends, of course.”

The look on your face hurts so much, he almost doubles down in pain as you turn your back to him and walk away from his life, presumably for good. He has really screwed up this time.

[theuniverseawakens347]

JESS HILARIOUS … N JESIKA ORTIZ… OR THAT PODCAST YOUTUBE GIRL WHO HAD HE EX ON DA SHOW TALKING BOUT HER CHARACTER N SHE TRY FIGHT BACK VERBALLY N DENY WHAT HE SEE IN HER… GOT ATE TF UP… YA WAN BE A HO SIMPLE THATS WHY HA ASK “ why is it okay for her to have all these men lovers and not me” Jess hilarious…yara like Halle ya put on innocent girl look to cover up the truth… YA LOVE GOD BUT HATE THAT IAM ACTUALLY A 30 YR OLD LIGHT SKIN WOMAN WHO LOOKS 16 AND LIVE EVERY RACE AND NOTHING AT ALL… GORGEOUS INSIDE AND OUT WITH BEING ARROGENT WEAR MY FLAWS WITHOUT HATE TO SOMEONE ELSE BUT YU TAKE IT THAT WAY CAUSE YOU PROJECT UR INSECURITIES ON TO ME.. WHY YA STRUGGLE W FEMALE FRIENDSHIPS WHO ARE CONFIDENT … IM A MONOGOMOUS WOMAN… HAD LEE NOT FUCKING BUTAINED MY BRAIN VIVICCA MUSCLE RELAXED IT WITH PSYCHMEDS N METH COCAINE MIXED IN IT WOULD BE LESS SCRAMBLED TO TELL YA WHAT IS GOING ON… MY BLOG BEFORE AUG 17th I JUST STEPPED INTO MY MEMORY OF BEING GOD ON EARTH… N VIVICCA IMMEDIATELY W LEE KILLED ME MENTALLY LIKE SHE DID MY WHOLE FEMALE AND ENLIGHTENED MALE TRIBES DADS N GRANPARENTS …. I WOULD HAVE MY HOLY TRINITY ME NIP AND TRI.. BUT MY PAST LIFE LOVERS FROM OTHER DIMENSIONS STEPPED IN TO HELP BC WE OVER SEEN WHAT LEE WAS GOING TO DO TO MY MENTAL.. GODS PLAN.. OVER SEE EVERYTHINGNAND HAVE A SOLUTION FOR SUCH THINGS.. YOURE SLEEPING W MULTPLE MEN OF NO … HOW DO I SAY TREVOR IS CHRIS AND CHRIS IS NIP AND NIPMIS ME … RUSSIAN DOLL NO INCEST JUST ME CLONE MYSELF W MAGIC SCARLET WITCH… CHASING LEE THRU ETHERS SATAN TO KILL OR MAKE SUBMIT BY UNDERSTANDING SHE CUD HAVE HAPPILY PARTOOK IN CREATION FOR ETERNITY BUTNHER AGENDA WAS TO OWN ME AND TAKE OVER THE WORLD N MAKE IT MISERABLE LIKE HER … BIBLE BUT NOT REALLY BUT YES.. THE FALLEN ANGEL SATAN LEE .. SO NO YOU WHO CHOOSE POISON WILLINGLY DO NOT HAVE A SOULMATE OR TWINFLAME… UR DOING INCEST W UR FAMILY COUSIN BROTHER OR EVEN CHILD.. MARCUS IS NOT UR CHILD YARA HES A CLONE OF ME THAT LEE USED TO BE PIMPED OUT SO ID BE DISGUSTED WITH MY MEN.. WHO ARE LITERALLY JUST ME … STARSEED.. ON EARTH BUT AS REGULAR HUMANS… MEN N BLACK .. ANYWAYS… YOU WANT TO HAVE SEX JUST TO HAVE SEX OR TO LITERALLY OWN MONEY “ I’m breaking generational curse and creating wealth” NO YOURE BEING PIMPED AND IT FITS UR MENTAL THINKING OF WHAT MONEY MEANS AND PPLMWHO HAVE IT .. AND HA DADDY MOM ISSUES WHO SPOILED YOU JESS HILARIOUS LALA MILAN .. WHO DISCIPLINED YOU AND TRIED TO SHOW YOU BETTER OPTIONS ON GETTING MONEY SETTING UPMA FUTURE WITHOUT SACRIFICNG YA HEART N SOUL… YA EYES ARE LIFE LESS … YA FACE GLOWS BC YOU HAVE NOOOOO SOUL… HOT SPOT HALLE YARA COI… YA CHEEK BONE HIGH LIGHER MY STEM CELLS OR YA DAMN NOSE.,. EYES ARE THE WINDOW TO THE SOUL… IF IM STILL LOOKING AT YA EYES FIRST AND SAYING THERE BUT WONDERING IT BC LIKE DDG YA ENERGY BEING SYPHONED OFF OF.. AND A SPIRITUAL PERSON // THOSE WHO READY TO PAY DOWN PEACFULLY INDYAMARIE JEAN YA GON SEE WHO THE PERP IN THE ROOM IS AND WHOS BEING USED AND HOW WHY WHERE IF RELATED TO YOUR STORY LINE. CHARLAMANGE YA MAD AT LEE N COI FOR RUINING MY REPUTION IN THE INDUSTRY AND TARNISHING MY MOM NAME LIKE DUMBASS LEFT EYE SNEAK DISSED HER… ALL YAL WHO DID SHIT TO MY MOM N GRANNY N PAPA AND AALYIHA YEAH YA LEFT TO ME FOR A REASON. THE LAST YOU SEE N SIT W BEFORE YOU DIE. SOME WANT ME TO GO AROUND YA FAMILY N PLAY GOD FOR YA WHY JESS HILARIOUS ORTIZ… NO. ILL GET THERE WHEN ITS RIGHT FOR ME. TIMING IS ON ME NOT YOU. THATS WHY YA IN TROUBLE CONTROL FREAKS. IF GOD WAS A CONTROL FREAK I WOULDNT HAVE SAID YES TO LETTING YOU TAKE CARE OF ME NOW YAL SEEING ON THIS EARTH WE LEAVE IT TO BIG MOMA AND THE ABOVE ETHERS CAUSE SHE KNOW MORE THAN US EVEN THO SHE BUTAINED .

[khufiya-khaufnak-antariksh]

Itch on the Inside of the bone

A set of voice messages from 11:50 PM, 5 April 2024. 

[ message 1: sounds of car horns ] Hey, hello, hello, helloooooooooo. How are you? I haven’t said much to you in a while, and it’s not like I didn’t have anything to say but I just didn’t, and that’s just how life ends up sometimes, and– 

[ THUD of phone dropping, very quiet, “Nooooo…”] 

[ phone almost gets picked back up, falls again from a height of 38.7 cm ] 

Fuck you, I’m just going to sit down with you if you just– if it just– it loves the ground! It loves the ground, the stupid phone loves the ground, but don’t we all? The ground is great, the ground is– what am I saying, at least there’s no cracks. No cracks in the phone. Okay, okay, that’s nice. 

[ quick, heavy breathing which gradually gets slower; clearing of the throat. ]

Sorry, my– [ message reaches 60 seconds & ends ]

[ message 2: sounds of car horns & wind gust travelling at a speed of 34 km/h ] Sorry, sorry! My hands are shaking. A lot. And I know it’s really late to be out here taking a walk, and you’re already asleep, but I haven’t said anything to you in a while. So I thought I might as well. [ cough, cough ] I’m not drunk or high or anything, I just needed to say something! But– but I don’t know what exactly, since there’s a lot I can say, and, but, you specifically, I had something to say specifically, and– I can’t do this sitting down, I can hear the ground. I can hear all those little motes of dust hitting the ground and, and I guess even if I got up I’d still hear the sound of the wind particles, and– oh, there are so many different particles in the wind and they’re all small, but the particles hitting ground, hitting the ground, that noise bothers me so much more, so much louder. So no ground.

Now, I have something to say to you, but let the wind shut up before I go on. Shut up so I can collect my thoughts.

[ message 3: sounds of faraway barking & wind at 12 km/h ] Better, better, better. So look, I just couldn’t sleep again and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to sleep at all tonight, and so that’s why I’m out here, and there’s no one to really talk to here, but I really, really need to talk. 

See, I don’t believe in ghosts but if I did, I'd tell you one lives here and that it hates me. Lives where I live. And it got in through my nose, and it– okay, so it’s not exactly a ghost, right? I’ve just heard so many people call them that; whatever these things are, called them ghosts. But they’re not the same, it’s not a dead person haunting my flat, but it’s a something. A SOMETHING which can SNEAK inside of you and– see, listen, I’ve heard people say it’s a god too, it could be anything, it could be G– listen to me. The POINT. The point is it makes your brain itch from the inside, makes your bones itch. 

[ message 4: sounds of heavy breathing ] When the ghost first got me, I started thinking I had hollow bones. Like a bird. Just out of nowhere I started thinking that, because the ghost wanted me to or something. Maybe because sometimes I see an eagle from the window, and the sunlight burns it gold. And when I saw it, I’d always, always wish to understand every single aspect of its life, all its senses, but then I’d feel how old and wrapped up in “normal” living I am. So how could I understand the eagle? A child could understand it more easily, children are closer to other animals than anyone else, because they're less wrapped up in life. No, no, not less wrapped up, but they're wrapped up in something different. More basic instincts. More raw senses. 

But see, now, NOW I think I can understand the eagles. I feel every particle of wind, and even every particle of still air feels so LOUD on my skin. It’s so LOUD, I can’t sleep! I can’t sleep, maybe I’ll never sleep ever again!

I know there’s no one who– [ message reaches 60 seconds ]

[ message 5: sounds of breathing & wind, indistinguishable ] I hate how the maximum length of these messages is 60 seconds, how the fuck do you have a conversation like this? I guess you don’t, you just don’t, because this isn’t a conversation. Maybe instead of starting this… conversation, or I’m yelling at you and also no one, I don’t know what this is. But instead of starting it, I should’ve just gone down on my knees and started digging! Dig in the dirt and go down and– and, and I wouldn’t bury myself, but I’d just stand around down there. I’d need something to block out the wind, yes, but it’s not burial if I just stand in a little cave, right? It would be so quiet. So quiet in there. 

I know there’s no one who can stay awake forever. But at this rate, I don’t know. I’ll be the ‘no one’ if something doesn’t… if something doesn't… I don’t know. I just don’t know.

[ message 6: sounds of crickets and a few car horns here & there ] I wanted to stop myself from telling you about the so-called ghost, because maybe it would go away if no one knew. People who call it a ghost, people who call it a god, people who call it a, a shapeless monster… all of them agree that, if you don’t think about it, and if you don’t believe in its existence, it will go away.

They were wrong. Sure, I thought about it sometimes, but I never believed. I never believed it was a ghost. Is it some type of chemical or did someone poison me specifically or what? What if it has nothing to do with the flat? I’ve had moments in other places too, moments & states which… is a ghost’s embrace cold or warm? I used to like how chill the breeze felt, but it’s all a bunch of stings of air particles so I can’t even feel the temperature much, the temperature seems meaningless. What would your embrace be, cold or warm? Cold or warm? 

[ message 7: sounds of quiet breathing, close to your face (too close) ] You must be warm right now, sound asleep. I know you used to have a ghost, but then you got rid of it. Or at least, it disappeared. And you never called it a ghost. You never called it anything, never talked about it. Maybe it’s still there? I don’t know. It’s hard to tell with you, you slept so soundly even when there was definitely a ghost. Were you calm or were you just exhausted?

I wish I could talk about these things face-to-face and calmly but I can't, how do you speak calmly? There's nothing to be calm about but you’re still calm, and I wonder if it’s in the bone structure. If I got to look inside your bones, I could tell if you’re TRULY calm or if you’re just– look, look, see, I never see you around anymore and now I’m suspicious: did the ghost actually leave? Or did it just… 

[ message 8: ] The only reason I can think of such things — about anything besides the static — it’s because the wind has calmed down. 

But if it picks back up, it’ll be noisy again and my bones will itch and itch and I’ll be taken entirely by the ghost, and I’ll just be the ghost and a mass of bone, I’ll be a mass of itchy bone.

I hope that’s not what happened to you. That’s what my crazy suspicions were about. I know, right? I’m overthinking, because you really are just naturally that calm. And it’s just a coincidence that you’re gone. That’s EXACTLY the situation, and you’re laughing at my stupid theory and thinking how the, how, “oh, your walls just had toxic gases, you’ll be alright in a few hours”, and you’re laughing.

And you’re right. I like to imagine you listening. You’re listening now and you’re absorbing some of the noise for me. You do so much without even being here. You make my staticky nerves calm down.

But it only lasts for a few moments. 

I need a better solution. 

[ message 9: sounds of the ground, every tiny dirt particle’s movement. ] Okay, alright, we’ll be okay and I’ll just be telling you a few last things before I stop for the night. Then I'll turn my phone off. You shouldn’t use screens before going to sleep, right? Right. 

I think a week of being down there should help me. I hope you hear these by that time. Maybe you’re too busy to bother, but… well, I’m busy too, and I’m possessed, and that’s not a good excuse for me not to keep in touch so I don't see why YOU– but no, that is a good excuse to ignore people, and I have been ignoring people and ‘possession’, is it even possession if it’s not technically ‘dead people’ ghosts and– no, no, that’s all besides the point. 

I just want you to know I'm fine. I will be fine. You know that. God, my hands shake. God could be the ghost instead, the ghost could be a god, but it’s alright, I’ll be alright no matter what it is because I'll just fall asleep for a bit down there. I feel like removing my bones and cleansing  them from the inside out, fixing them and making them a little more like yours, but maybe I don’t need to do that at all. Rest will help! I haven’t been able to rest at all but I’ve found a way to do it, so I will do it, and even if it DOESN’T help, well, I've still EARNED the rest, right? Even if I stay like this forever, even if I die like this, I've– 

[ a gust of wind & a scream & thud of the phone & the scream cut short by a slap to the face, then another,  then a punch to the jaw, then nothing. ]

[ the air is still. ]

[ a voice from far, far away. ]

I have earned some stillness.

[bdbdhdjdhdh]

My Hero PSLE: S3E12 "To where and back again"

"Our dough's so fresh Will Smith gets jealous!"

-Some random pizza store

So now it was supposed to be time for the big battle! Yayyy!

Only Kiefer wants to use the Deadly Sins to play chess with the dragon thing! Noooo!

He summoned a table and two chairs, sat down, and then transformed the Deadly Sins into chess pieces.

"Oh look at that," Captain Obvious said. "We're missing one piece," The king. They're missing the most important piece, the king.

So Kiefer decided to summon one himself with his own blood. Eh whatever.

And then dragon thing manifested a human form, sat down and prepared his own magical chess pieces too to start playing.

And then Xiao Ming and entire squad was just sitting there watching Kiefer's and dragon things' passive-aggresive roasting be like:

K: "You should know that the reason I decided to wage war on you... pawn to E4.

D: "...btw, my name is Izanami, pawn to D5."

K: "So you do know why we're waging war on you. Pawn to C4."

I: "Pawn to C6. Can I say, why are you playing this game instead of just killing me? Hmm? Oh, I do wonder..."

K: "Oh? Isn't there meant to be some kind of hidden power in the Deadly Sins? Knight to F3."

I: "Well, yes, but...why play this game? Knight to F6."

K: "Because I need to win this in order to unlock the power, don't I? Knight to C3."

I: "...Pawn to E6."

K: "Oh? Why so quiet now? Well, if you're at a loss for words, let's talk about...why you destroyed the furry village then! Bishop to G5."

I: "I didn't destroy it, someone used the power of the Deadly Sins to force me to! Pawn to H6."

K: "Yes yes yes whatever, whatever helps you sleep at night. Bishop to H4."

I: "And what do you want me to say? Pawn to C4."

K: *with a creepy stalker smile on his face*: Pawn to E4."

And then Xiao Ming and squad fell asleep watching their boring chess game and passive aggresive roasting. Until-

I: "Knight to E6. CHECKMATE."

Oh fu-

HE'S GONNA UNLOCK THE HIDDEN POWER OF THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS NOW AND KILL US ALLLLLL! NOOOOO

"Those of noble and exalted Exuvian identity such as myself and the young gentleman over there should be the sole rulers of all land, not patethic filthy disgusting half-blood creations like you!"

But heng ah. When Kiefer realised he was being checkmated liao, he quickly take the Deadly Sins, transform them back into black diamonds, and then forced it into a visible portal (because clearly he doesn't have enough power to close the portal yet)

"HAHAHAHAHHA! Oh, it's cute that you think that CAN STOP ME!"

And then Izanami immediately rushed forward to where the portal was and tried to steal the seven Deadly Sins from him.

But of course Kiefer also try to run away. And also the others tried to slow or kill Izanami.

Freya rushed forward and directed her sword at him. Then he threw a magically charged shot at her. Then Xiao Hua tried to deflect it back to him, but it just ended up creating another portal to end up hitting him, Grandmaster, Xiao Kang, Zhi Hua, Aniya, and the furry pheonix and lion and fox. Wah it hit and took out a lot of people sia.

"FUCK U LAH! CHAO CIBAI!" Zhi Hua screamed at Xiao Hua.

"Sorry..."

Six charged up his lightning sword with dark energy and swirled it with water, wind and ice energy too. Wah never knew he could wield so many elements sia. I guess water is stormy weather, wind is tornados, and ice is blizzard? Idk

Anyway then he did manage to hit Izanami with his super-electro-charged lightning bolt but then all it did to him was just like: PEW! *has a mild 5 second seizure* "Oh I'm sorry you were saying?"

Whoops. Then Juqla and Tempest tried to be big brain and shoot him from afar with a bow and gun respectively I guess lmao.

But then of course it didn't work. He just like grabbed the arrow and bullet and just flung it back at them like PEW! *grabs the bullet mid-flight and then flings it back*

And then he went ahead and killed more people.

So basically everyone except Xiao Ming is half-dead. Well that's not good.

So of course it's up to Xiao Ming to save the day. Ya'll pussies can't do one simple thing without needing Xiao Ming to co-

So anyway he swooped in, drew his sword, and...got hit by a volt of magic before he can even start properly fighting yet.

And then Izanami took his sword and continously stabbed him (per se New York man who gets stabbed every 52 seconds)

And then after he was done having fun stabbing Xiao Ming he used Xiao Ming's blood and paralysed Kiefer and stopped him however far he had run.

"Finally," Izanami said as he slowly walked over to Kiefer, sneering at him as he passed him by, "All that trouble just for seven black stones. Haiya, ya'll all so mafan one leh,"

Then he reached forward to the portal and used his divine elemental power, and forced the Deadly Sins out of the portal.

But wait-why the hell did that hurt for him?

"Oh and by the way, I should tell you one last thing before you ascend to godhood and all or idk," said Xiao Ming half-dead at some random corner.

"WHAT THE HELL IS IT?" Izanami was getting impatient now.

"All that you've seen, is but an illusion."

WAIT-

XIAO MING! HIS BASE POWER AS A TURBIDUS! DREAMWALKING AND CREATING ILLUSIONS IN OTHER PEOPLE'S MINDS AND DREAMS! HOLY SHIT-

"Wait huh-" Izanami questioned, then almost immediately his entire surroundings began to melt away and reveal his real surroundings.

And it also revealed what he really pulled out and why it had hurt-his Exuvian Anodyne.

Well, what Xiao Ming had read from Izanami's memories was that that was the core strength of every Exuvia, and grants them divine power far stronger than their already powerful selves. But the only way to take it was if the Exuvia gave it up themselves or another stronger more powerful Exuvia were to take it with their powers (which Xiao Ming clearly isn't).

So essentially Xiao Ming and gang just tricked him into forcing it out himself. The source of all his power, man. The source of all his power. The source of all an Exuvia's power. Man.

And then before Izanami had time to react, he felt his stomach get pierced by something extremely sharp from behind. Must have been a sword of some kind-it's always the swords.

*camera pans to the right* Reveals Izanami's shocked face accompanied by-while holding his sword used to stab Izanami in place, Xiao Ming's smug as fuck face.

[passingdaysthings]

11.21.2022 - A Letter to That Fucking Whore, Taylor

Today is Monday. I wonder if you will ever get to read this. Tbh, I would let you if you ask me because I don’t mind being honest as you know. The only issue is that you may never know about this letter’s existence. 

Hey, you little bitch. You are literally so annoying that I can’t handle it. You just had to go and change our relationship dynamic by talking about sleeping together, huh? I was totally cool with being just close friends, but nooooo, you had to ask me to be your cuddle buddy which somehow escalated to FUCKING. LIKE WHAT? Who just wants to sleep with their best friend with no feelings?? I think that’s when my feelings manifested because they were just chilling, but no, you had to go and push them up to the forefront by calling me babe and talking about sleep with me. SMFH. You’re a little shithead. ugh. Two months of my poor brain in turmoil thinking super hard about our friendship. My brain is still in turmoil because we have a new problem. ONE THAT YOU DIDN’T EVEN CARE ABOUT. Excuse me, sir. How are we supposed to sleep together and it be okay with our future significant others? THINK ABOUT IT. You said that you did that in the past, but don’t you think that it is a huge red flag? Wouldn’t you want your future significant other to feel comfortable with us spending time together? Maybe I am thinking too hard about this because I have never lived the whore life like you did, and I have never slept with my friends (like you). It’s not something I really take lightly. You also said fine, we just don’t have to sleep together, but like, would that really work? If we were together, would we not have any interest in sleeping together? For me, I would still have interest because we literally talk about it in detail, and I am just not someone who forgets those kinds of things easily. It’s also kind of my fault for going with the flow of things. I think we would both need to agree not to sleep together and delete all the pictures which I tried, but idk why I went back to it. And you, would it hurt you to clarify some things in our relationship? There is legit no way you think this is normal, right? NO ONE WHO KNOWS ABOUT US THINKS OUR RELATIONSHIP IS SIMPLY ONE OF BEST FRIENDS. There is also no way you can tell me that you have had another friendship that is like ours and is on the same level as ours. I definitely haven’t. I swear to god if you tell me that you tried to fuck Ryan, I will do my very best to best your ass. You. Make. My. Life. So. Difficult. 

Now that I have gotten those more angry feelings out of the way. I really do appreciate having you in my life because you have definitely added a new personality and element to it. I’ve never met someone like you. Literally. Never. I have never had a best friend express interest in sleeping together. Crazy. I’ve also never had one that I haven’t met in person before. Those facts aside, I think that you are genuinely a great person who has been dealt bad cards, and you are the way that you are as a result of those cards. I also think they’ve influenced you kind of poorly because I don’t agree with your views on guns nor Trump. You always act hard and okay, but I really feel like you just need a hug or someone to lean on every so often. I don’t mind being that person for you. I feel like I have been a few times throughout our friendship, but I don’t think I can continue being that person forever. I will continue to be that person for now, but you’re going to feel differently when I get a significant other. We met at the time I had a boyfriend, but we weren’t close to the degree that we are now. I would feel really guilty if I wasn’t there for you, but I would also feel bad for my significant other due to the complexity of our friendship so it would really put my mind in turmoil. I remember that we were talking about my wedding, and how I would invite you to come, and you said you would greet my s/o with “Hello, Im Taylor the person your future wife spends all her time with”. I didn’t disagree too much at the time, but in reality, I would end up spending less time with you. I would still spend time with you, but it would be significantly less compared to now. It actually makes me kind of sad thinking about it. That’s all for the future though. I might even be single for the rest of my life because who knows what the future holds. For now, I will continue to be someone you can lean on, but I hope that you can find a nice girl who can dedicate her time to you and who can support/treat you even better than me. My biggest hope is that you can truly feel happy with your life. I may not express it well, but I really care a lot about you. I always want you to do the things you enjoy, I always want to support your goals and dreams regardless of how big or small, and I want to one day hear you tell me that you are happy. 

Lastly, I love you so please be happy, bestie. 

Love always, 

-Paula  

[rhymingtree]

This was the one you warned me about. The one with the cool villain monologue. And the sad beans.

Dude, I completely forgot that this was supposed to be a flashback until I opened the link, and I got bamboozled.

My heart DROPPED I'm telling you. I'm not ready for this I'm really not.

I once again cannot remember what happened in the last flashback

All i know is it made me cry

This one isn't going to be an improvement on that.

He was gone. Again. You’d lost him. Again.

I am clinging onto my sanity for this one.

You paused in your thoughts, freezing as something was gently set on your shoulders. You blinked, glancing at the grey fabric that was wrapped around you. Your fingers managed to wrap around the softest thing you’d felt in…who knew how long.

I have so many things to say but I don't know how to say my thoughts without rambling

I can't ever keep calm about Novak

in a lot of ways he's a textbook villain in that his unpredictability alone is predictable. Like I know he's capable of being gentle and soft and almost kind in the eeriest ways but every time he does something like this is just whiplash to me

It's sick to call it almost a fatherly kind of affection, because that's what's ringing in my head. In a really fucked up twisted way he probably sees himself as one—creator, father, etc etc

I don't know where my brain is going but it's going somewhere with him

If he ever dies please don't let it be a gunshot to the head I want to extract his evil brain from his skull and study it.

Maybe your brain wasn’t working quite right yet but, you swore, there was an almost paternal tone to his voice.

UH, YEAH. FUCK. READ MY FUCKIN' MIND.

Metal Arm Dude stood behind you, barely moving as you backed into his legs and he barred your escape.

Lovely position to be in I must say.

“You and I, we could change the world,” he said softly, the warmth of his voice luring you back to him, “But, if we are going to work together, I will require something from you. My formula. I know you remember it.”

I'm gonna nerd out about Hadestown again

The version of Hades in Hadestown is Novak in so many ways. Hades isn't supposed to be the one doing the dirty work of leading souls into the Underworld, people just die naturally and hop on the train there

Same way Novak has never done the dirty work himself when it came to finding his specimens. He has never gotten down to a truly human level with them.

But Hades went up to get to Eurydice specifically, offering comfort (in almost the same way, Eurydice was dying in the cold and he offered her his coat before taking it away again), negotiating with her weaknesses and her desires, weaponizing her loneliness to make her succumb to her death, killing herself in the process and landing her in the Underworld.

Novak is almost the same except he's bringing her to life instead. And all of this was almost destined to happen, in the same way Eurydice was always meant to die. Ghost could have fallen into his grip sooner, had it not been for her sheer will and quick thinking. But she was always meant to end up here, in the bunker.

Anyways

“Then we use him.”

Oh no

ohnonono

Were you just Weston’s version of the man that stood behind you? Were you simply a marionette created and strung and controlled by the Commander? Or were you more than that? You had to be more, right?

Girl—

Is now really the time to be rethinking your relationships with dead people, you've got enough on your plate already...

All you wanted to do was sleep.

Me every fucking day.

nOOOOO

NO NOT THIS

oh god

ohhh she's so fucking out of it

noooo

Ollie hadn’t done anything wrong. 

Oh, if only you were right...

If you could get both you and Ollie out of there, you could get one more. You wouldn’t leave him behind. You could get him out, take him with you. But you had to make sure he was free of his own head first.

Damn, they really can't kill her resolve, huh

Daniel Gonzalez stood in silence in the corner of the room. Half his face was shielded by darkness. Tendrils of smoke twisted off his body armor. His hazel eyes were piercing blue

No, fuck you Darke

no

Don’t give it to him. Fight. Run.

I'll never see text in bold the same way again

She's hallucinating Danny in the Winter Soldier mask??? What

That's kinda hot actually

These are some really cool really fucking scary visuals I'm loving it

I'm also hating it

“I told you to behave.” Both Novak and Weston’s voices snarled in unison, “You did not. Now, your friend goes away and he does not come back. You do not get him back.”

I need to take a break. WHat the fuck.

No but these hallucinations would look awesome in an animated show like Arcane

dude

imagine it

are you imagining it

It was harder than it was the first time. Then again, you could barely remember what happened the first time. It seemed like it was so far away, the first time you’d broken him out of his own head. Maybe the first time was a fluke. Maybe it was an accident.

The first time was more than a year ago what in the shit

“Yes. Да.” You nodded hurriedly, “I know you. You know me. I-I’m…” You paused, your mind going blank for a moment as your heart raced. Who were you again? You were… You had a name…Once… It was…No…That wasn’t right. Your name was— “Призрак,” the soldier said, nodding toward the gaping hole in the back of your suit. The one that showed off the scars of a single word: Ghost.

I'm going feral I hope you know

You're my Soldier Girl DARKEEEE

NOOOOOooooo

You blanched, your vision suddenly swirling as Ollie was flung into the room. He landed heavily on the floor in front of you, his knees cracking against the tile before the guard behind him latched onto his hair and yanked his head back.

here it comes my worst nightmare

Also I took a sleep break. It's 8 in the morning. Should I be doing this to myself at 8 in the morning?

 “This one is disposable.”

When referring to a trash panda like Oliver Walsh it actually isn't all that wrong.

You weren’t able to form words as you shook him, trying to wake him despite the obvious bullet hole that had demolished half of his face. You held him safely to your chest, the screams breaking through your throat cracked and warped as tears rolled down your cheeks.

😀😀😀😀

IT"S EIGHT IN THE FUCKING MORNING

Day 616 THERE ARE THREE DAYS LEFT BEFORE SHE BLOWS THIS PLACE TO BITS YESSS

I mean.. noooo Ollie is deaad

Bitch knowing the shit he'll get up to after this really ruined the sads I wanted to cry but I just felt annoyed that I was feeling sad about that pos

— “You’re gonna be somethin’ one day.” He beamed, the corners of his lips curling as a long plume of smoke floated from his nostrils. He took a step forward, swirling his beer and blowing a smoke ring into the air before turning to you, “Everybody’s gonna know your name.” —

Dude stop it's hurting me

Flashbacks within a flashback ain't nice

— “Eres cabezona, arrogante, temeraria—” Gonzalez started, listing each word off with his fingers before you cut him off with a smirk. You are pigheaded, arrogant, reckless— — — “Are you flirting with me, Captain? Or is that supposed to be an insult?” —

DUDE SERIOUSLY

— “Hello, mi amor,” Danny purred from the shadows, stepping into the moonlight with a grin as he holstered his pistol, “Miss me?” — — “You have no idea.” You grinned as he took your hand and tugged you along with him. —

i AM LITERALLY DYING

“Then I want both of them wiped. They will be trained together.”

excuse me

what

wait

what

“You won’t leave?” “No.” “Promise?” The soldier sighed, placing a gentle hand on your wrist, “Yes.”

But promises are always broken here wtf

Oh my god no wait but one promise isn't getting broken

OH OK OK OK OK TABLES ARE TURNING

“What about you?” “Destroy me with it.”

DUDE

“Я найду тебя.” I’ll find you. “Promise.”

oh christ i dont know what to do with myself

OHHHHH ITS HAPPENING ITS FINALLY HAPPENING

do I start listening to Eleanor Rigby or do I just watch the whole thing in silence

... or read

A scrap of deep green fabric stuff into one of the boxes caught your attention. Your head tilted in confusion as you took a slow step toward it. The dark green had even darker stains hidden in the wrinkles.

HUH

You sniffed with a cough as smoke slithered beneath the door and you secured Danny’s shemagh over your nose and mouth.

I bet you'd pay a million bucks to hear the noise of pure agony I just made

The sun. You hadn’t seen the sun in— Six hundred nineteen days. You hadn’t breathed fresh air in— Six hundred nineteen days.

Eurydice made it out of the Underworld

though she left Orpheus behind, the voices of the dead followed her out.

And now I am dead too. Just a puddle of tears on the fucking floor. At 8 in the fucking morning.

CHAPTER 99: FLASHBACK - A GAME OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION

To all my live reactors,

Please, please, please, hide your reactions under a Read More cut. I don’t want any spoilers floating around. 

&

To all my Anonymous Avengers, 

If you want to react in my asks, feel free. However, I won’t be answering any of them until at least Wednesday if they contain spoilers. 

Thank you,

Darke

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“Now, we are going to change the world. You and I,” he continued without pause, “Have you not seen it? The entire earth is in near-irreversible shambles. The people, they take and take and take. They play a game of death and destruction and they expect paradise to come from their greed. That is not how it works. You and I know this. Do we not?”

“We have seen it. The both of us,” he answered for you, staring at you with a small smile, “Dictators rule with an iron fist. Government agencies fund and facilitate military coups. Leaders order the destabilization of their allies so that they may play the heroes. Politicians fold to greed, creating war and terror to expand their own wealth.”

Novak finally paused, sucking a hiss through his teeth, “And what happens when one or the other oversteps? Hm? They come to people like me for help and then I send people like you. Why is that? Hm?”

You managed half of a shrug as you took in his words.

“With a few strokes of carefully curated violence, we have fixed their problem.” He smiled brightly, “After all, what does one do with a dictator? A drug runner? A weapons dealer? A human trafficker? A corrupt politician? I use them—”

“And then I kill them.”

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CHAPTER 99: FLASHBACK - A GAME OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION

✪ Bᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ Sᴄᴀʀʀᴇᴅ : Aғᴛᴇʀᴍᴀᴛʜ

♜♠ Tʜᴇ Sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ & Tʜᴇ Sᴘʏ

⧗ Tʜᴇ Rᴇᴅ Rᴏᴏᴍ

☞ Bᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ Sᴄᴀʀʀᴇᴅ: Oʀɪɢɪɴs

»Jᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇ sɪᴅᴇ Tᴀɢʟɪsᴛ

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