#with a side of my long lost friend dps

[qtipshelmetflower]

me when character a helps character b come out of their shell in one way or another but then character a fucking dies, so when character b shows a major development that character a helped them reach character a isn’t around to see it

[remiratboi]

Debt To Pay

Masterlist

Pay My Debt With Your Body Trope

4 Military Men X GN AFAB Fat Reader

CW: bdsm, forced, r@pe, non con, dubcon, gang bang, multiple penetration, oral, anal, dp, gaslighting, gambling, military troop

You marched down the hallway pissed off as all hell. Your boyfriend was supposed to have been home hours ago. He ghosted you all evening then sent some dumb, half assed drunk text begging you to come pick him up.

You couldn’t believe him. He wasn’t normally like this. He was wonderful to you. Yeah, his deployment was hard, really hard. But he was worth it.

So what the fuck was he doing now? You worried that this might be signs of something deeper.

No. You told your self. You’re over reacting. It’s one bad night.

You wrapped your knuckles on apartment 408 and crossed your arms. He had better answer fast.

It took far too long for him to open the door. You were about to lay into him, when you realized he hadn’t opened the door.

“Hayden?” You snapped at the annoyed looking man who opened the door. “Where’s Adam?”

“He’s just grabbing his stuff. Come in.” Hayden nodded his head back into the room before turning and walking in. You rolled your eyes and followed him.

The door slammed shut behind you, and before you even had time to yelp in surprise, you were tackled to the ground. A heavy hand snaked over your mouth.

“Shhh, shhh. None of that.” Your boyfriend’s sultry voice soothed in your ear. You roiled at the recognition and fury raced through your body. You whipped your head back to smack his, but he deftly moved out of the way.

He struggled you up and off the ground and held you against his chest, hand still over your mouth.

“Alright baby, here’s the deal.” You stared wide eyed at the three other men you hadn’t noticed until now. They stood in a crescent in front of you. Your boyfriend’s voice was rough. “Let’s just say I lost some money to these guys here.” He gave you a peck on the cheek. It felt like betrayal.

“You know them, remember?” He asked in an all too casual tone. “These are my boys, my troop. I’ve been to hell and back with them and I’m not the type to skimp out on debt.”

The arm wrapped around your chest, squeezed. “But, I just kept losing, baby. You know how I am.” He chuckled darkly. “So we came to an,” he shrugged. “An understanding. Tonight, you are going to pay off my debts. And we are all going to have a great time.”

With that he shoved you forward into the arms of the other men. You tried to scream, but a gag was swiftly and roughly shoved into your mouth. Their hands were all over you. You couldn’t even tell who did what. Your clothes were ripped from your body. It happened so fast, you were reeling just trying to process what was happening. It didn’t feel real.

The men, Hayden, Marc and the one whose name you couldn’t remember but had labelled “beefcake” to only yourself, touched you, everywhere. Adam, your boyfriend, was calling encouragements from the side.

In moments you were naked. They squeezed and pinched all over your thick thighs, your stomach, your chest. One of them pulled tight on your nipple. You cried out and fought back as hard as you could. But there wasn’t much to be done against 3 strong, very capable men.

“Damn, you weren’t lying about that pretty pussy, cap.” Beefcake said to Adam. Of course it would be beefcake.

“Mmhmm.” He practically moaned back. You knew that tone he used. You were shocked to realize he was enjoying this. Your lovely, sweet, kind boyfriend, was enjoying watching his partner being attacked by his friends. A sob wracked through your chest.

“And look at that ass.” Marc whistled. He gave it a hard smack. You cried out behind your gag. “Baby, you need to start showing that thing off! Damn you’re hot as fuck.” You couldn’t help but blush. It wasn’t every day people showed your chubby body the appreciation it deserved.

Someone’s fingers played with your fat pussy. They were dragging their fingers up and down your slit, dipping in, but never fully entering you. You couldn’t help it as you started to feel wet.

“Damn, this sluts getting wet!” Hayden said. So it was him teasing you. “Yo Adam, you never told us what a slut they are.” Both men laughed.

“Wait till you try their head.” You heard Adam make a chefs kiss sound.

That sealed it. The boys weren’t just messing around. You heard a series of zippers, and felt Hayden pressing his cock against your cunt.

“Be a good slut, now.” He mounted you from behind. They shifted and Beefcake brought his cock to your lips. He ripped the gag off.

Hayden and Beefcake both forced their way in at the same time. If your mouth hadn’t been full of cock, you’d be screaming. Hayden was big, and you weren’t ready. The stretch was incredible.

As fast as it had all happened, they were now pounding into you from both ends. Marc had lowered himself under you and wrapped his mouth around your nipple. His fingers snaked up to rub your clit.

There was so much happening all at the same time and you couldn’t stop it. You felt your orgasm building. You redoubled your efforts, thrashing and kicking out. The men just laughed. You screamed around Beefcakes cock as both men came inside you. Your orgasm crashed through your body. Your eyes rolled back in your head.

They swapped. Marc sunk his cock into your sloppy cunt. Adam took Beefcakes place at your mouth.

“Yeah, you really are a slut.” Adam said fondly as he looked down on you. Marc set a brutal pace and soon you came again on his cock. Adam forced you to stare in his eyes as Marc came deep in your pussy. He followed shortly after.

The night continued like that. For hours they rotated who fucked what hole, and they took everything from you. You barely even remember everything. By the end of the night you were only half conscious, fucked out and dazed. You came more than a dozen times, your body exhausted and sore.

*******

You woke hours later, the morning sun just barely started to peek through the windows. You were in your bed. Your favourite candle burned and a large glass of ice water sat on your bedside table.

Adam kissed your shoulder gently and pulled you back against his chest. You were wrapped in his arms and your blankets.

“You did so good baby. I’m so proud of you.” You snuggled back into his body. “Did you have a good time? Was it what you wanted?” He asked.

You nodded. A huge smile split your face. You were still sleepy and dazed, but utterly content.

“I love you so much baby.” Adam spoke lovingly.

“Did you have a good time?” You asked. Your voice cracked, your throat more sore than you expected.

You felt him nod. “It was a little scary, being so mean to you. But I know it’s what you wanted, and honestly, you were so fucking hot” he chuckled. “I got over it pretty quickly.”

You blushed and nuzzled into your blanket, cozy and warm.

“Uh, fair warning though, the guys…” he laughed again. You felt nervous. Had they not liked it? Had they not liked your body? “Well, let’s just say they are going to be begging you to let them fuck you again.”

“… Really?” You asked innocently.

“Baby, that wasn’t just talk. All three have been crushing on you for years, and now, well, now it’s gonna be a lot harder to dissuade them.” He kissed up your neck. “But I don’t mind sharing.” Adam teased. “As long as you’re happy, I’m happy, my love.”

[animeredhead101]

Al Ghul Siblings DP x DC Crossover

Complete(Twins)

The Lost One by DizzlyPuzzled :

Danny never wanted to meet his real parents for a good reason. And now all of Amity Park is in the crossfire.

Word Count: 36,427

Reaching for a New Light by ghostly_frogly :

In the safety of his room, he would look at the other side of the room where Danyal’s bed was once placed. Everything that could have hinted at his existence was wiped away. Not even the encyclopedias about the stars and all their legends were safe. Damian would look but never stare, only quick glances. Grief would be seen as a weakness and like Danyal weakness would be wiped away. or Danny and Damian were separated when they were young and one of them thinks the other is dead, he's only half right. An unsuspected gala is just what they need to meet once again. or or The obligated twin AU that every DPxDC fanfic writer has to write Word Count: 8,510

Twin Stars by CrescentCyan :

After making fun of the galas Sam is forced to attend one too many times, Danny is dragged to a Wayne Gala to experience just how awful they are to attend.

Danny would have gone willingly if he knew who was there.

Word Count: 13,377

You Look Like You’ve Seen A Ghost by ShootingFromAfar :

"The runes are wrong.""What does that mean for us?"?" Tim hisses over the beginnings of a dozen voices rising in chant."Nothing good." Jason states grimly, frantically racking his brain for any way out. Whatever entity is about to come out of this circle is going to be baring a fate worse than death.Jason would know. He’s been dead.…Actually speaking of being dead. Jason does know someone from the Ghost Zone with enough sheer audacity to help him fight what very well could be an actual demon.With a mental ‘fuck it’, Jason begins to chant.AKA: Jason and Danny became friends in the Ghost Zone. This is about to be everyone’s problem. Batman just wants to know who this illusive teenager is. Because he’s a meta. Obviously. Not for adoption reasons. No siree, not him. Word Count: 37,602

O Brother, Where Art Thou? by HalfBlackWolfDemon :

A collection of prompts for DP x DC Week 2022.

Danny reconnects with his twin brother, Damian! It's a long read. Please enjoy this!

Some are fun, others are pretty angsty, some are meh. Enjoy

Word Count: 18,261

A Crown Without Jewels by Rottenest :

27 people had a lot of blood; what could he say? “Danyal?” Damian asked, his voice faux-confident. Danny knew that voice, though. Damian spoke in it every time Danny came back from training, his eyes still burning green.Danny sighed. He dropped the katana, hearing it clatter to the floor. Damian carefully, suspiciously, lowered his arm. He still kept his own katana tight in his hands. Both of them knew Danny didn’t go rabid with the red; he could still plot and be deceitful. He didn’t get that blinding Pit Rage. ---OR--- Some 8 years after Danny ran away from the League after his own sort-of experience with the Pits, he and his brother happen to reunite in some less than stellar circumstances. Meaning right after Danny fought and heavily injured roughly 27 assassins. Not-- not the best.TL;DR - Demon twins AU with Pit influenced!Danny Word Count: 10,738

Displacement / Replacement by halfgone (milkywxy) :

Damian has a twin. Damian has never told anyone about said twin. And with a lie, comes its consequence.

Word Count: 11,814

the continuous death of us by sundaze (LegaciesandMemories) :

Damian opened his mouth, but all his usual words failed him. “You’re dead,” he said instead, far hoarser than he expected. At that, the other teenagers tensed. The surprised grin fell from the boy’s face like it had never been there in the first place, his arm falling from Danyal’s shoulder.Danyal smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.” With the careless, yet precise way it’s uttered, it sounded like one of Drake’s incessant references. Damian swallowed, but his throat was as dry as the Katpana.Damian and Dick go shopping for Steph's birthday. They find a key piece of Damian's past in the process. Word Count: 2,960

The Fenton Twins by AceFace98 :

The Demon Twins are unique in the League of Assassins, being the only children. With no precedent to guide their tutors, it's recommended that they have a mission together before their first solo ones.

Jasmine Fenton finds two amnesiac boys in a park, not one. This changes the timeline irreparably.

Now the pair are just fourteen, and a suspicious car accident has taken their adoptive parents from them. But Damian Fenton has a secret; his memory had returned to him several months prior, when Danyal had his accident in the ghost portal. With his knowledge, the twins and their adopted - but very important, very close, deeply protected - sister decide to make the trek to Gotham in the hope that Batman is willing to take them in.

That's not the only thing to hope for, of course. Going to Gotham means they may be spotted. And neither twin wants to think about what might befall them if their mother - or grandfather - discovers they're alive.

Or, well, mostly alive.

Word Count: 15,151

Socialization of the Demon Twins by pastistoday :

When not one but two trained assassin children show up on Bruce's doorstep claiming to be his sons, well, what is he to do but welcome them in and try to minimize the chaos.Danyal Al Ghul had known for a while that their grandfather was a manipulative old fool who didn't really care for them. It had taken work but he had managed to convince the League of Shadows to let both him and his twin go to their father promising that whoever will not be heir to the bat will return. Of course he's never planning to go back, but he'll need help breaking Damian free of his misplaced loyalty. Word Count: 23,242

Runaway Assassin by DizzlyPuzzled :

Danyal had been sent to be a mole in Bruce's care, but while they were heading though Blüdhaven, Chemo attacked destroying the city. Danyal hadn't been in the city like he was supposed to be and therefore survived. He'd never wanted to play double agent with the that was his father. He ran, and never looked back. Several years and ghost powers later, Vlad Masters has decided that the students need some self-defense lessons, so he hires an organization that specializes in just that.

Written for Invisobang 2023!!

Word Count: 86,884

The Winning Son by Derp_Interpreter :

The 16-year-old Ghost King is summoned to Gotham only to find his "sacrifices" are the Batfamily, including the brother who betrayed and killed him. Bitter and depressed, Danny lashes out at Damian only for his revenge to backfire. In the presence of volatile emotions and certain triggers, ghosts are often compelled to act out their own deaths. Word Count: 4,742

On-going(Twins)

Life, Death, and In Between by SaturdayNightFrights :

Injured, alone, and terrified, Danny flees to an unfamiliar city. He’s hoping to disappear amongst the high percentage of homeless youth. Become just one face in the crowd, heal in the anonymity Gotham provides.

He doesn’t expect to be found.

______________________________________________________________ OR another DP/DC fanfic where Danny and Damian are long lost twins. Danny suffers, Damian is angry, and Bruce adds to the Wayne family. Hey! It doesn’t count as adoption if they’re your blood son!

Word Count: 88,804

Shoot Suspected Ghosts First, Ask Questions Never by yastaghr :

Danny is in over his head and he knows it. He's feeling overwhelmed with trying to stop a war between the Realms and Earth, and he doesn't have a lot of good options. He makes a desperate attempt to keep as many people alive as he can, and it goes both horribly right and horribly wrong. Word Count: 169,508

my starlight by hollowgast1 :

Damian and Danyal al Ghul have always been connected. That connection should've broken when Damian returned to Nanda Parbat and Danyal didn't, because death is the end, isn't it? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Damian doesn't care how inhuman his brother may be. He's going to find his little brother, take him home, and destroy anyone who dares get in his way - and he knows a few birds and bats that won't hesitate to help him.

or: dick has a new little brother who really, really needs some cuddles

Word Count: 57,762

Phantom Assassin by Kanereader765 :

Danny used to be Talia Al Ghul's son, until he failed in his mission and Ra's Al Ghul made every assassin in the League turn their blades on Danyal.Now he's in Amity, adopted by a red-headed girl a few years older than him, and attempting to keep a low profile. Hard enough without becoming half-dead in a portal accident that leads to the source of the Lazarus pits themselves. Word Count: 68,905

Schrodinger's Danny by Die_Erlkonigin6083 :

Faking his death after a solo mission goes wrong, Danny flees into the Ghost Zone, leaving his twin to mourn his passing. Years later, a pair of meddling kids re-activate the portal in the wreckage of the Fenton household. Since no one else is stepping up to the plate, it looks like it's up to Danny to stop the ghosts from invading Amity Park and protect them from the ghost hunters who seek to research them. He was trained to fight, and his father was Batman afterall, so why not?

Word Count: 81,204

I can be both even if it's hard (and it's hard) by mulit_fandomfreak :

Sam and Tucker ran to get Jazz and didn't see Danny come out of the portal. By the time they return Danny has transformed back.This changes things. Word Count: 48,349

Lost and Found by Nanenna :

It's summer break and Danny is having the most stressful vacation of his half life. Can someone please explain what is going on? Maybe one of the many weirdos following them around Gotham could actually approach and start the interrogation, at least then Danny would know WHY he's currently collecting tails like Pokémon. Wait… is that one from the League? Oh ancients!

Word Count: 7,596

Unfair by ForElisLost :

Danny knew Damian would be there — he'd kept track of his twin's public persona (and vigilante life).He'd been doing a great job of not interacting and keeping from being spotted by Damian.Now, Damian was trying to convince him to leave the League. "Daniyah, there is another way.""I know there is another way. Except I told you about it for years and you never listened.OR: Demon Twins AU in which the Fenton's accidentally transe Danny's gender Word Count: 28,919

Green Never Looked So Sad Before I Lost You. by Rin_may_1103 :

His blood turned cold, his stomach twisting in dread, his tired mind pulling up all of his fears. He doesn’t kill, at least not on purpose anymore. Did she find out? Did she know about his past? Or is this something else?

Had he somehow inadvertently gotten someone hurt? Killed? He didn’t like where this was going. Especially since he still couldn’t spot Jack. Gritting his teeth as his knee burned he took a moment to steady himself before he finally asked the crucial question, “Who?”

or:

Danny and Damian are twins, Something happens, and Danny acquires a lot of uncles.

Constantine is very done with everything.

Word Count: 172,411

Twin, Where Have You Been? by mimi_kc_i :

When Danyal, now Danny, met the eyes of his brother- of Damian, he was unsure of the reaction he was expected to have.Did they expect a tearful reunion? He could do that. Was he meant to shake his brother’s hand, and move on to whatever was next? He could do it, any of it, he just needed to know what they wanted from him.Damian made the decision for him. He looked at him for half a second, and Danny knew those eyes. He felt himself tense, but Damian only scoffed lowly, turned on his heel, and walked away. OR Demon Twin AU where both of them have barely started healing and both believe the other is the superior twin. Shenanigans and healing ensue. Word Count: 65,183

Welcome Home by Nanenna :

When Danny accidentally catches his parents plotting against him he does the only thing he can think of: flee to the birth family he's been intentionally avoiding. Now he's got to balance getting to know them and reconnecting with his lost twin while keeping his own secrets from a family of detectives.

Word Count: 34,410

Leave All Your Longing Behind by DisillusionedDanny :

After the Fentons discover that Danny is a halfa, he finds himself heading to Gotham in search of a family he knows nothing about.Along the way he opens up a psychic shop, starts helping the Bats solve murders in the city, make friends with the local rogues, and catches the attention of the Wayne family.Now if only he can find the family that Clockwork told him was waiting for him in Gotham.updates every thursday. Word Count: 33,362

Complete(Brothers)

Ah, Sunflower by DisillusionedDanny :

Danyal Al Ghul faked his death to give his younger brother a better life and to give himself the life that he always wanted.

Damian Al Ghul was happy to learn his older brother was dead. No longer did he have to live under his shadow.

As the years go by, though, this changes for both of them.

Danny Fenton never got the life he always wanted.

Damian Wayne has realized he will never see his brother again.

That is, until the bats summon the Ghost King and soon two sunflowers finally start to grow the way they were meant to.

Word Count: 63,812

Noise and Light by TheWrittingOwl :

It was supposed to be a quick trip to the Ghost Zone. Just there and back before anyone could question why Danny needed to go see Frostbite alone in the first place. However, Vlad just had to bother him with his usual bullshit. While being chased through the Zone, Danny quickly found himself slamming into some weird Ghost Zone nonsense and turning back into a child. Scared and confused, he tries to find the one person who had always kept him safe when he was younger.Damian hadn't seen his baby brother since the day their grandfather had so cruelly killed him. He wasn't sure how Danyal's body had disappeared when Mother had brought him to the pits, but all Damian knew was that he'd never see his baby brother again. Imagine his surprise when eight years later, his six-year-old brother came back, clawing his way out of the pits and reaching out for him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Based on this tumblr prompt: https://www.tumblr.com/bluerosefox/715375918201421824/i-this-came-to-me-as-om-making-dinner-so-ill Word Count: 35,811

I Chose to Close My Eyes by TheWrittingOwl :

Damian is the only son of Talia al Ghul and Bruce Wayne.

This is a fact he carries with pride. He is the only heir to Ra's al Ghul. The one who will take over the league, or if he so chooses continue his father's legacy in becoming the next Batman. There is no need to fight for his position as it has been given to him by his mere birth.

So what then, is this wrinkly creature his mother is calling his sibling?

AKA

5 Times Damian said he would kill Danny, and the one time he said he wouldn't.

Word Count: 3,102

But I will hold on hope, and I won't let you choke by ghostly_frogly :

After the destruction of his hometown and being hunted by the GIW at the age of 14 Danny didn’t know what to do. He debated going to the Ghost Zone and living the rest of his life and afterlife there when he encountered a group of ninjas. The details of how and why are still lost to him but in the moment he fought. He fought and let out as much anger, frustration, and sorrow as possible. His eyes turned green and his fists were shaking and bruised from the fight.Surprisingly, or maybe not with the life he lives, this isn’t the last time the ninjas come after him. He fights more and more off until he meets the man sending the ninjas his way. He is offered training by a man named Ra’s Al Ghul. Danny jumps at the chance, thinking how he could finally run away from his problems or fully die trying. or Danny runs away from everything he's ever known when it is all taken from him. Seeing no better option he joins a cult-like group of assassins. What could go wrong? Word Count; 6,521

Cain and Abel Wept by Katlover98 :

Based on this prompt

https://www.tumblr.com/yetanothergreyjedi/706901334951149568/a-dp-x-dc-crossover-danny-fenton-and-damian-wayne

When Danny was ten, he tried to get his six-year-old brother out of the League, not knowing the betrayal he would receive.

Seven years later, the Fentons are on the run from the GIW while trying to find ways to dismantle the government-funded organization. They end up in Gotham where Danny sees a familiar face

Word Count: 31,354

Summons by DizzlyPuzzled :

Phantom was next in line for the throne of the Ghost Zone, however, he was still underage. He wouldn't be king for some time, yet when they summon the Ghost King now, someone still has to show up. Word Count: 17,295

On-going(Brothers)

Off With [the Demon's] Head by halfgone (milkywxy) for satoshy12 :

As it turns out, Damian is not Talia's firstborn. Not her first child, not her first son. This would not be so horrible if Talia's actual firstborn hadn't been stolen from her as a babe. But he's alive. And he's not alone. As it turns out, Talia is a grandmother. She takes this news surprisingly well. If only Damian did the same. Word Count: 62,181

regular boy: daniel wayne by diamond_rozie :

“Reporting live from Gotham City, here at the scene of the crime. Dr. Collin Kilye, renowned geneticist, has shot himself and has been declared dead by the paramedics. Dr. Kilye is suspected to be responsible for the purposeful switching of newborns between families under his care, where an known over 500 babies have been swapped in the last 20 years of his employment here. Based on the information provided to the Gotham PD by Nightwing and Batman, we are led to believe that Nightwing has been investigating this case after an anonymous tipoff. After a month and a half of investigating, Nightwing-” Dick had learned that people never know a situation as well as they assume they did. Dick had always assumed that he wouldn’t be one of those people. He was a detective, a Bat, the first Robin.The case file in front of him glared tauntingly. He should've known better to assume anything. Danny Fenton; Birth Parents: Bruce Wayne (father) and Clarissa King (mother). Status: Alive Word Count: 100,571

Some Kind of Miraculous Bind by Saitrised :

Damian Wayne is the heir to the Bat, the Blood Son. Except, he wasn't always the only blood son. There was another, younger heir once, before Damian had left the league and his brother hadn't had the chance to join him. There was one alive heir to the Bat, and a second one, secret to all but him, that was gone. Danny Fenton is already tired of being the Ghost King. Not even six months into his reign, and he's having to deal with ectoplasmic leaking past Amity's borders and new, unknown threats against his people. And the fact that Gotham, the one city that he had mentally marked as off limits, seems to be where most of the problems are isn't helping. ---This is an upload of a heavily edited version of the previously posted chapter 14--- Word Count: 126,392

Broken Bonds by SleepingDead (PolarBearSeals) :

Severely injured, Danny escapes the GIW and latches onto the first ghost that called to him who offered protection and rest. Danny regrets it when he learns he's in the city of the brother who'd killed him.And it appears he can't leave. Word Count: 123,699

Prodigal of Lazarus by sherashalala :

Damian looks at him, a million things going on in his head. “The Heir.” That’s not… technically true. He looks at Talia, sending her a look. She looks back with a ‘do not tell him.’ He could understand why. They’re trying something new with Damian, something they couldn’t get to do to Danyal who was already the first born. They’re trying to get him to strive for something. And Danny does exactly the opposite. “No, not anymore– but I am more than that now.” he slowly takes Damian’s hand. “I am your brother, your protector.” He grips Damian’s hand with conviction. “I am your family.” He says with finality. OR The al Ghul heir died, which is how Damian al Ghul inherits the title of heir. By technicality, he gets to keep that title even if the eldest son is revived two years later. Some things happens, and eventually Danny is tasked to escort his younger brother, the heir, to their father. They didn't... exactly tell him he's also to be delivered to Bruce Wayne. To be fair, they could really work with their method of communication! (OR OR The adventures of Danny as he traverses to and from Gotham as the technically-not-heir of al Ghul.) Word Count: 86,324

Ghosts of Our Pasts by yetanothergreyjedi :

Seven years ago, Danyal Al Ghul tried to smuggle his little brother away from the assassins. He… he should've explained it better, but to be fair he wasn't expecting a knife in the back. Now, a class trip to Gotham and he meets eyes with his brother. He runs. Word Count: 24,102

[faeriekit]

Health and Hybrids (III)👽👻💚

[I can't remember the original prompt posters for the life of me but here's a mashup between a cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and whatever prompt made the one body horror meat grinder fic.]

PART ONE is here PART TWO is here and this is Part Three 💚 Ao3 Is here for all parts

Where we last left off... Boy had a break down, stole a medical cot, took a nap. Bone Appetite. Oh yeah and maybe he made a friend. Maybe

Trigger warnings for: body horror | gore | post-dissection fic | dehumanization (probably) | my awful attempts at following DC canon. On with the show.

💚👻👽👻💚 

Sleeping in a puddle of your own fluids gets really gross after a while.

Danny grumbles quietly. Ew. It’s all…blood and plasma and goo and ectoplasm and various other nasty body liquids he doesn’t actually want to identify.

Gross. He’s soaked the mattress some too.

And he wants food. He can feel the empty cavern where his stomach ought to be rumble with wantwantwantwant. It makes his core whine—when his body is too damaged to be human, sometimes it treats itself as if being human is his obsession. He wants, because having human food and water and safety will make him more human again.

…Maybe he can snatch another one of those NastyRibs today. They’ve got meat. Protein.

Danny’s tail lashes as he considers going to the cafeteria again. But what if he gets lost? And loses his cot? It’s a nice cot. Much better than dirt and far superior to the container.

Maybe it is just smarter to go to sleep again? The more he explores, the more likely it is for someone to see him. To find him. To put him back in the container.

Danny presses closer to the cot mattress, his fluids squelching up around him. And what if the one thing finds him?! The thing he couldn’t bite?? That’s not safe! He can’t get picked up by it again! He can’t fight back! What if it crushes his core??

His curtain pulls back with a sharp skkkhsk of metal rings on metal bars. Danny bares his teeth and hisses, and—

—Oh. It’s the buzzing human again. Danny slowly lets his damaged muscles relax. It purrs in a language Danny can’t hear (did he lose his tiny ear bones??) very quickly and very pleased as it chats about something. Whatever. It’s not a threat and it’s a good distraction. Danny rolls onto his side so he can watch.

It makes a sad noise. Danny perks up. Why is it sad? Why would it—? BAGEL! Actually it doesn’t matter why the human is sad because it gives him a bagel. With cream cheese. Untoasted!!

Carbs go down sooooo smoothly. He doesn’t even get any crumbs stuck between his mostly-present teeth. It’s good. So good.

The buzzing human buzzes away, leaving Danny in a cloud of agitated air and a vague sense of concern. Concern? Did something happen?

The immature human voices come back. Danny perks up. They sound familiar, but they lack the vibrational quality of the buzzy human. It will be harder to tell what they want and where they are.

A face pokes past the curtain. Danny’s sight is too poor. He can’t recognize it. He hisses.

The buzzing child slides back in with a hvmmmmvm to put itself between Danny and the new face. Good. Bad, if the human gets hurt, but good that it doesn’t want Danny to get hurt either.

The new face doesn’t attack them either. It makes a long, drawn-out noise that Danny is mostly sure is a complaint or three, but the buzzing kid hops around, free and light, and zips off and zips back.

Danny peeks from under his arm.

Oooh. The new human has clean blankets. He does want those. Maybe they’ll sop up the fluids he’s sitting in. Now…will they offer them? Will Danny have to fight them for it?

His tail flickers. If they’re more like ghosts, he’ll have to fight. Danny doesn’t want to. They’re young humans. He might injure them without realizing. But he really wants those sheets. Maybe he could steal them very quickly…?

Danny doesn’t have much time to wonder though because he is snatched off the mattress??

He almost bites the buzzing human before he recognizes the buzzingbuzzingbuzzing under the skin of the human holding him in its grip. Why is he being held?! Is this a threat??

Is he going back to the container??

There are more young humans here suddenly, taking his bed and—hey! Taking his cot! They pull off the mattress, drag it off somewhere, and Danny won’t bite but he will phase through the arms of the small human and leave.

So he does.

It’s not comfortable to find another empty conference room and to hide there. But young humans are impatient.

They’ll leave Danny alone.

…eventually.

For now, though he’ll just hide his core under the table. It’s scratchy carpeting and hard wood on his sensitive core and he’s cranky and tired and he misses his cot.

If that red and blue thing tries to pick him up again, he’s going to bite him.

*

The hand that wakes him up is not the blue and red human this time.

Danny thinks it is, at first, and bites it as soon as he reforms. But this human yells and drops him, so it is not! Fantastic. Danny slides through the wall—

—And the human tugs him back into the conference room by his tail. Hello?! What?? Ow??????

Danny barely has time to bare his teeth before the whole world is spinning and moving fastfastfast and—

He plops onto his cot. Or. Danny is plopped onto his cot. He’s. On his cot?

The hell?

It’s. Danny sniffs. Pokes the mattress. There are new sheets on it. One layer underneath feels bouncy and tense, like it’s rubberized. But it’s his cot. Undoubtedly. It still sort of smells like all his juices rotting.

The buzzing human zips into the curtain that hides Danny’s cot. It and the new adult human start arguing. And then the adult starts buzzing.

Danny’s back is all tense and he doesn’t understand. Weird. Weird. Weird. Weeeird.

The adult goes away. Then Danny’s left with the younger buzzing human, and three strangers.

They’re so blurry. At least the humans that vibrate endlessly are red. The rest are a random mystery to him—splotches of warm reds and yellows on black, which is just dark enough to screw with his recently lacking depth perception. Fantastic.

Danny presses his face into the pillow.

His more-familiar-human buzzes off and is back in a flash—this time with a half-dozen different fancy breads.

They smell nice.

They look nice. Probably. Danny inches closer. There’s some spots of red, of blue. There’s probably fruits in them. Sugars, carbs—if there’s a lot of oils in them, that’s good for fats as well. Danny really needs the extra calories at the moment.

He almost goes for them. He does. But he doesn’t want to encourage that stupid picking-him-up behavior, so he leaves them be and pretends they’re not there, in the hopes that the young humans go away before he starts showing off his teeth about it.

The red human inches closer, and makes cunning little Don’t You Want It? noises. Danny’s neither a baby nor an idiot. He keeps a narrowed, half-formed eye out.

The buzzy human buzzes closer.

Danny stretches out his claws. A little twitch of pain and they solidify nice and sharp in the yellow light.

The buzzing human wisely takes a step back. And leaves the breads on the end of the cot.

Smart.

Danny doesn’t touch them until all four humans are long gone, their voices lost to the base. After that, though? Each pastry is gone in one bite.

Danny makes himself invisible, wishes for darkness, and he rests.

*

There’s more food on the end of his cot when Danny wakes up the next morning.

Granola bars. Dried fruits.

…Oatmeal.

It takes forever and makes his back and tail ache like crazy, but Danny swaps his cot with one of the other little cots in this large, medical wing. His aura flares in the hopes that he’ll cut out cameras, but who knows if it will actually works.

Of course, it would work on another ghost, hopefully, and warn them to Stay Away! I’m mean! if they wandered into his territory. But otherwise, who knows? Maybe Danny’s too sick to actually be scary.

Danny sleeps behind a new curtain that night.

He doesn’t like that things that remind him of the container are chasing him.

*

The red human buzzzzes back into his old cot space the next day. When it sees that Danny is gone, it cries.

Danny carefully makes himself invisible. Just in case.

The human buzzzzzes away and doesn’t come back for a moment, until it does, bringing back one of the darker human-shaped blobs. One talks, and then the other, their voices as chattery and annoying as when birds get upset with other birds.

More whining. More noise.

Danny rolls over, puts the pillow over his head, and pretends he doesn’t exist.

He doesn’t hear any footsteps. He doesn’t see the curtain jiggle. Danny thinks he sees feet poking out from behind his curtain, just the once, but he doesn’t—

Something touches his invisible form. Danny flinches back into visibility, and—shit. Shit. Shit. They’re touching him. They’re touching him on purpose.

He tries to go intangible. The hands slip through him, but it’s not enough; they know he’s hiding here now, and now something is going to come get him.

A hand brushes his core. Danny whines.

The hand. Stops. Pulls back. Something— it’s flesh-colored and soft and is held out for Danny to investigate.

Brown-black tears plop out of Danny’s sockets without warning.

…Oh. It’s a band-aid.

It’s. It’s so simple in its familiarity. It’s soft. It’s rubbery between his fingers. The little paper peel. The—its—

…It’s probably fine. If. If they’re bringing him a band-aid.

  Everything still hurts, but the background ache is easiest to bear when he sleeps it off, hour after hour of praying his body knits itself back together. He tries not to think about the things he’s lost. The physical, tangible flesh he’s lost. The brain matter. The organs. The…hopefully he hasn’t lost a limb, but he has a feeling chancing a transformation to look isn’t going to go well for his overall health and wellbeing.

Danny’s core keens. He wants Frostbite. He wants Mom and Dad. He wants Jazz. He wants someone to put him into a safe bed with ice packs and to bring him soft foods and to lay beside his core and purr and he wants someone to take care of him.

He wants someone to take care of him.

Danny needs someone to take care of him so badly.

…Danny drops his intangibility. Some of his body becomes borderline corporeal, even. He has no idea what he looks like or how bad the damage is exactly, but he hears a muffled gasp and an acute intensification in the buzzing, sharp and high and scared.

That’s not a proud, smug response. That’s not a mean, gleeful response.

Okay.

Maybe…Maybe Danny is actually safe here. Maybe this won’t hurt too.

Danny doesn’t remember everything, but he does end his session slathered in clear cream, wrapped in cloth bandages as well as two young humans can manage, and with a band-aid stuck against some cavernous hole in his forehead.

He’s even awarded a blueberry muffin for his bravery.

(Good for him.)

[lookingglasswolf]

Charlie Dalton Head Cannon

So I watched Shaking the Tree (Duane Clark) recently, and I was thinking about how much Sully resembles Charlie.

(fair warning - this is kind of a long one and it's a little tragic, but it does have a good ending) My hc for Charlie is set years after Neil's death and Charlie having gotten expelled from Welton for punching Cameron. Charlie is devastated by having lost his best friend and goes on to continuously blame himself for not having talked with Neil head on when he had seen even the smallest of signs - for not having done something, anything to prevent it. Without Mr. Keating's guidance and Neil being around to help ground him, Charlie does not bother with getting back into school. He is still the "rich-boy" of his parents who are emotionally unavailable to him when he needs it the most. They are disappointed in him and his "antics" that robbed him of opportunities he may have had at Welton, and they ground him and give him the cold shoulder. Everything that happened causes his relationship with them to continue to falter and he decides to 'take out' (or rather steal) a loan from them in order to move to New York and get away from everything. Charlie stays in touch with the other dead poets like Knox and Todd when he can, but rather than settling into a downward spiral, they have been inspired by Neil's legacy and most of them have gone on to college so they can study in order to become positive influencers of their own (teachers, writers, lawyers, etc.). Charlie feels as if he is the only one who is still grappling with what he wants to do with his life. He doesn't say it outright but he's envious that the other poets are doing well out there. What he'd said in the cave years ago during one of the DPS meetings still rings true (pulled from the book):

Fastforward 10 years later and Charlie is still just as much of a free spirit as ever, but lately it's gotten more out of hand. He's gotten in with a bad crowd and developed a gambling addiction (it feels good to take risks!) and a drinking problem as an attempt to numb his ongoing pain. He usually drinks when there is no feasible distraction or cheap thrill to keep his mind occupied. One night he goes too far after a few drinks and has a meltdown late at night in front of his new friends. He can't get Neil's death out of his head; it has haunted him ever since and he can almost feel his ghost in the room. He gets ahold of a gun and has to be talked down by his new friends, which proves to be a difficult feat since they are not on the same level of friendship as the dead poets. "You know what is funny? Or maybe pathetic is a better word...Look at me. I'm 27 years old. I still don't have a clue what I'm doin' with my life. I don't know...I don't know! I don't know what I'm doin'...I don't even know what I wanna do! I hate my life! There's a pain inside of me...and it's just gettin' worse..." -Sully aka Charlie (Shaking the Tree - Duane Clark) Pics below: (these are taken from Shaking the Tree and Dead Poets Society but just look how similar the setting is compared to Mr. Perry's study - thought that was kind of eerie)

Charlie has a close call in which the gun goes off, but merely grazes and stuns him while his friends hold him and console him. He gets through the night alive and apologizes once he has sobered up - this is a side to him that he doesn't want anyone to see. The experience jars him enough that he decides to reach out to Knox and the rest of the dead poets, and initiate a meeting after all this time. Although he had very nearly met a similar end to Neil, he is now desperate to keep going in his honor. He knows in his heart that Neil would have wanted that for him.

⁽⁽ᶦᶠ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᶦᵗ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶠᵃʳ ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵗʳᵘˡʸ ᵍʳᵃᵗᵉᶠᵘˡ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗᶦᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᶦᵏᵉᵈ ᵐʸ ʰᶜ ᵇᶜ ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉⁿ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵃᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ⁾⁾

[purple-goo-writes]

Not me contemplating either a Dp/DC/SW crossover or a DC/SW crossover. Nope surely not.

Totally not thinking about possible aus such as Thomas Curry being a lost clone trooper or the son of one due to the fact that Tem played him in th Live Action and Boba Fett in the Mandalorian TV show.

Nope not thing about Arthur Curry with Mando inspired armor based on his buir's own armor. Nope not thinking about Boba ending up on Earth with Din and realizing he isn't the only Clone left.

Definitely not thinking of the other au I posted of Mando raised Danny. Especially with him meeting Wally caue the speedster ran into the side of his cloaked ship. BOING~

Not thinking about them at all...or my headcanons for rh Coruscant Guard or my OC who I've written a 3 book long fic with a friend about. Definitely not.

-whistling innocently-

[meowmeowriley]

Hi costume anon here!

How dare you so accurately call out my daddy issues and socially awkward arse 😖 (/j)! I would make a terrible Fire Lord but it’s good to know all those years of projection paid off, though now I’m head canoning Zuko as autistic (what have you done to me is this revenge?)

I personally want a Bloodborne tattoo oneday ngl though the outsiders mark is cool as fuck

I love your brain you have changed my view on the logistics (?) of how it would all go down!

Just imagine Ghost returning to systematically tear apart and destroy Dunwall like it was the Zaragoza cartel after he escapes to Karnaca and his family ended up paying the price for his “Treason”.

He becomes “the Outsiders Ghost” fully devoted to and for him people start whispering about what happened in Dunwall about how a dead man got revenge and how Rats and whale song swallowed an entire nation. Never anger the Outsiders lest his Ghost starts haunting you. (I love Spooky shit.)

Oh no! I made my friend rewatch DP That’s rough buddy (I regret nothing)

Speaking of DP, Gaz is a walking wifi modem and Soap is a portable power bank for his devices 😂 they stick to Ghost like glue on hot days you can not change my mind. The 141 would have the most terrifying reputation even though they’re all idiots.

Soap %100 has caused a black out and Gaz “accidentally” locked a general he didn’t like out of his house after he made Laswell and price mad.

Do you think Ghost would have to deal with the actual ghosts of soldiers would Soap and Gaz pick up on them too?

I can’t remember who said it but they head canoned Soap as lightning and ghost as rain and it changed something in my brain chemistry, good apart awe inspiring together (They were so right) and now I can’t get Sparky boom boom man out of my head I may need to rewatch atla.

Have a great day while I go off and try to regain my lost honour!

Hiiiiii Costume Anon! Thank you for gracing us with your presence!

Autistic!Zuko headcanon drop when friend? I wanna hear all his lil quirks and habits.

Thinking of FromSoft games, I've been thinking about an Ellen Ring AU. Idk if people would want it, but I just keep thinking about it. Ghost as the Tarnished, Soap as Ranni, Gaz as Melina. And it'd loosely follow my own playthrough of the games. Outside of Elden Ring, Bloodborn is my favorite of their games. It's so gooooodddd.

Even long after a believable lifespan has passed, rumors of The Outsider's Ghost doing his bidding circulate. Some believe it's an actual Ghost, others say he's The Outsider's lover that was granted eternity to be by his side. Either way, The Outsider and his Ghost are only mentioned in hushed whispers for fear of invoking their wrath.

DP AU, the 141 has a reputation for shit going sideways for their enemies before they're even on the base. Terrorists start resorting to defenses that don't rely on power or the internet because they see how effectively the 141 shuts that shit down. It doesn't help, their guerilla tactics don't effect Ghost. The team absolutely deals with the ghosts of fallen soldiers, but not as often as you'd think. They tend to stay where they died, or cross over, or go back to their families. Some though, will use their newfound deadness to be menaces, and those are the ones our boys deal with. Think Skulker or the Box Ghost, those types of problematic guys.

Duuuuude Sparky Boom Boom Man had such a cool bending ability. Personally I'd want to be a water bender, but fire bending is still the coolest form.

Good luck with your honor my (non gendered) Prince! Thanks again for humoring me 😁

[asleep-in-the-keep-sideblog]

Asleep In The Keep: A DP x BNHA fic

Summary: What face haunts you in the mirror?

Word count: 1883

Chapter 16: A Mask Of My Own Face

16/?

Danny jumped back, not expecting it to work. He laughed at his reflection, at his human face. He could go back home, back to his old life! He wasn’t dead, he didn’t die, nothing had to change. He could go back to Amity Park and to Sam and Tucker and continue high school. He could have a life where he laughed with his family while continuing to ignore Phantom. He could eat (he missed food already), sleep, and die! There was freedom in death, true death. He could grow old and he wouldn’t have to mourn his friends, already the idea of him outlasting them was too much (he didn’t wish ghosthood on anyone).  

Things could go back to the way they were, how they should be.  

He reached his gloved hand up to touch his face, his human face. Despite being in his human form, he didn’t feel any different. He still felt static and far off. He crept slowly towards the mirror, as if his own reflection was an animal that would be scared off. Scared and unsure eyes looked back at him. Was this really him?  

His eyes, while mostly blue, had specks of green in them, like dried paint at the bottom of a color pallet. He was paler now too, he was always pale as a human, but now he could faintly see the green veins running below the surface. His hair was different as well. A white streak standing out on a black background. He looked like he was paying homage to his dad’s old band.  

This didn’t look right.  

This didn’t feel right.  

He grabbed his cheek and slowly, like a band aid being ripped off, pulled at his skin. It stretched like rubber. Everything froze, and ice traveled up the walls. He was still a ghost. He was still dead.   

Danny quickly realized he was still wearing the hazmat suit. With shaking hands, he pulled off one of his gloves. For the first time since waking up, Danny saw his naked hands. They were blue like the rest of him, but his nails were sharper now, and thick. How many more times did he have to be reminded he was no longer human? With each passing day, he found something new that he had lost. Until he understood, something whispered in his head.  

He ignored the voice and continued his task. His face was humanly pale, but his hands were blue. When did he stop being human, and start being a ghost? He traced along his Lichtenberg scars. They were now a neon green from the ectoplasm that flowed beneath. He pulled up his sleeve and only found the same. It was clear what he had to do, but he didn’t want to do it. Softly, he grabbed the zipper to the hazmat suit. 

Even back in Amity, his Phantom body was different than his own; he was taller, more masculine and his chest was flatter. Complex emotions woke up inside him everytime he tried to lift his shirt. It was the body that he wanted and longed to have. It felt natural to him, like there was no time before; but at the same time, it left him bitter. It taunted him. It said it was something only achievable through death, and so there was no hope in life. He had avoided it every time Sam or Tucker bandaged him up, and later he learned to ignore it in the mirror when it was just him. Eventually as he got more scars, he used that as an excuse.  

He envied how his Phantom body looked, and he hated that he did. He felt guilty everytime as Phantom when he would stop and stare at the side of his chest. Why did Phantom get to have that body while Fenton got nothing? It wasn’t fair, it felt like he was robbed. That was ridiculous of course, how could he even be jealous of himself? Now it was all there was left. It was him and he was it, he had to accept it one way or another. Maybe with his human side gone, there will be no more envy (just regret). He clutched his other hand to his chest. No breath came in, no breath came out.  

He finally pulled down the zipper. The material opened to reveal a peak of his collarbones, the rest hidden under an orange tank top (it was blue before the accident). He moved the straps around to see the skin underneath. There were a few scrapes and scars along his collar, long since faded since Danny last got them. More foreign feelings licked his guts. His body had become unrecognizable and was no longer his. He needed to understand this, but his body rejected every reminder. The scars were now pale and soft, as if time had sanded them down.  

This wasn’t what he was looking for. Just before his shoulders started, was a mesh of pale skin being overtaken by blue. It looked like if somebody put his human head onto his ghostly body. He grazed it with his fingers; it was smooth, no bumps or grooves to mark the change.  

Curiosity overcame him and stripped the rest of the top part off the suit. He stopped at the belt, and his sleeves fell past his waist. He looked like his mom whenever she was overheating during a project. He grabbed the bottom of his tank top, still apprehensive to expose his bare chest. He closed his eyes to help steal his nerves, and blindly pulled at the fabric. It got stuck in the belt and he had to yang harder to get it all out. Slowly he opened his eyes to the mirror.  

He took a reactive breath in at the overall sight. His eyes went straight for his chest. It looked the same as before, only with more scars covering its surface. The guilt from before jumped up into his throat but he swallowed it down. He didn’t steal it from anyone, and Fenton was gone. Maybe he could learn to love it again.  

There were many other scars that were a crisscrossing mess. Most of the little ones were almost gone, too shallow to leave much impact. There was one scar that Danny had just gotten a few weeks prior that was now barely thicker than a spaghetti noodle. How long was he in the Ghost Zone for? The larger scars from the more intense fights remained, seemingly unaffected by his time away. Most were painful reminders of the lessons he learned, and he had no negative feelings towards them so didn't mind that they remained. There were two, however, that he wished could be washed away.  

The first one, and most distressing to Danny, had started to fade like the others, but it laid boldly on his chest like a declaration. Carved into his skin by a scalpel in a dark basement, was a crude Y. Its form was shaky, the stitches and care he got for it being done by trembling 14 year old hands.  

It happened a few months after the accident. Danny was still naïve and inexperienced, he thought that his parent’s threats towards Phantom were empty; that if he proved to them he was good and helped them catch the ghosts, they would change their mind. They proved him wrong. He stuck around too long taunting them, and while he was laughing at his own jokes, his mom was firing up her ecto-bazooka. He didn’t know what happened after that, only coming too on the floor of his bedroom, panicked voices over him. It was Tucker that stitched him up, having been taught by his mom, but that didn’t mean he was any good. His hands kept shaking as he cried over him, and Sam frantically searched for any ghost thing that could help in the background. Danny survived of course, but couldn’t stand to be around anyone for a few days, his mind going back to that night… He’s glad he can no longer remember it.  

His parents of course, were none the wiser, instead just bemoaning the loss of their research specimen. Danny swore then to never tell his parents about Phantom. They didn’t deserve to know anything more about him (or maybe he just wanted to protect them).  

A snowflake fell on Danny’s cheek, snapping him out of it. It no longer mattered what they did. They weren’t here and he was okay. Questions echoed in his head about home, did he even want to go back? His core ached at the thought. He did. No matter how many scars it caused or how little he left behind, he wanted to go back. But maybe…maybe he could wait a little bit? Just to settle into his new skin, then he’ll go back. Not like he had much of a choice right now, he had no idea how to get back.   

He raised a blue finger and grazed the scar. It didn’t hurt or sting, it just felt numb. It was smooth too, its edges no longer angry and raised. It would fade in time like the others, a symptom of forgetting his human life and the pain along with it. All ghosts forget their human lives after a while, usually when what they’re searching for can no longer be obtained. They either fade away or become something new. He knew the Ghost Writer was someone before, but after he spent so much time alone in his lair, he forgot his own name. Danny wonders what memories fade first, the good or the bad? Maybe that would help him make the decision (to stay or to go)? Danny felt strangely blasé about it. 

He ran his finger down until he reached the bottom of his vivisection scar. The tail was eaten by a larger scar that started just before his ribs, the flesh still raw and tender. It was giant and round, almost like an eye. It sucked him in as he stared at it. He had only seen it as a hole before, back when it was still empty and spilling ectoplasm. He remembered how it felt when Pariah Dark ran him through.  

He felt sick looking at it. He moved his palm down over his stomach where the scar resided. It was filled in but there was a dent where the flesh hadn’t fully settled in, like a single spoon full taken out of a new ice cream tub. The scar wasn’t perfectly circular, the outline of it being messy and jagged. Danny traced along the outside of it, taking in its shape. It looked like the sun. 

Danny took a step back from the mirror to get a full view of himself. It was still snowing around him, and they floated around his head like a halo. This in combination with the moonlight casting upon him and his glowing body made him look otherworldly. If he wasn’t looking at himself, he would think it was some kind of fae disguising itself as a human, something metaphysical and unreal. The gnarly scars on his body shattered the illusion. He was something real, something you can touch, something you can hurt.   

He was an ugly ethereal thing.

[crunchy-soup222]

Rant about Neil Perry's d*ath in DPS... **Tw suicide

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Okay, bear with me for this...

Because I am fully aware that Neil and Todd weren't canon no matter how delusional I am... they totally were in love right? But I always see posts on here like "what was Neil thinking?" and "did he even stop to think about how this would affect Todd and the others and blahblahblah" and honestly, that is the point. That is what makes his death so tragic. It is very common for suicide to be viewed as selfish but in that moment you aren't thinking about other people, you're thinking how how much of a burden you are, how much better off everyone else would be without you... (In my personal experience ik that's not the case for everyone)

But in the case of Neil Perry I think he was 100% thinking about the others...

For a moment, let's just hypothetically say that Neil (or both Neil and Todd) had feelings for each other that they never admitted or fully realized. Realistically the two only knew each other for a semester, like four months tops. It would be that painful yet giddy double edged sword of having a crush on your roommate/best friend and not knowing if they reciprocate said feelings back.

The longing looks, the side glances, the butterflies and inside jokes.... The whole shebang!

Soo theoretically speaking... the night of the play when Neil took one last look at Todd/the other Poets from his father's car. Looking out of the window symbolism that I don't want to get into rn but can't stop thinking about He lost all hope. He was being sent away from Welton. He would have been forced to go to military school.

His father would never let him act again- imagine what he would do if he found out Neil had feelings for a boy. It would end badly.

Neil thought he was never going to be able to act or go back to school. In his mind he would never be able to see Todd or the other Poets ever again. And maybe, just maybe that was part of his thoughts before he did it, you know.

The prospect of being ripped away from his friends and love and passion was too much for him to bear and that's why he did it.

Anyways I'm sad now, sorry for that rant.

[thelandswemadeofpaper]

Vessels

Familial Body Snatcher

Raised as a Host

Possession

Fusion

Custom Build Host

Willing Channeler

Synchronization/Fusion

Evil Alter Ego

Heroic Host

Enemy Within/Without

Many Spirits Inside of One

Swallow/Eat the Artefact/Object

Body Switch (with animals? people?)

Symbiote

Sealed Inside a Person-Shaped Can

Treasure Chest Cavity/Person of Holding

Of a McGuffin? Of Energy? A Special Power? A Abstract Concept? Like Angra Mainyu?

Transfer Consciousness into Another Body (robot? artifical one?)

In Other Form

Human All Along

Reincarnation

Amnesic God

Angel Unaware

God Was My Co-Pilot

Reforged into a Minion

Anthropomorphic Personification

Forced Transformation

Non-Human Lover/Friend Reveal

Human Disguise

After being defeated? For safety? Hidding?Punishment? Mission? Injured/Healing? Accident? Sealed? Cursed?

To be a Hero? A Ruler? Befriend or Protect or Spy on a person? To Help the Humans or Your People? For Love? Wanting a Normal Life? You had descendants? Are people aware of your real nature?

A Evil One: To Trick? Evil Advisor situation? Mentor? Something like Ursula or Ariel? Or Chelsea from Ruby Gillman? Or Spectra from DP?

You have an mysterious protector since childhood. A Not So Imaginary Friend?

Ascended/Deity of Human Origin

Transformation (in an animal? plant? elements? monster? Of claimship/servitude? power/position?)

Shapeshifter

Werebeast

Magic Enhancement

Transhuman Abomination

Emergency Transformation

Involuntary Shapeshifting/Forced Transformation

A animal shapeshifter decides to live as a animals in the woods for a few years.

Was Once a Man (if you want to specify, a thing/familiar/animal/monster is reveled to be a dead or missing character. Or they turned into a child).

Identity

Fake Identity

Alter Ego

Mutual Masquerade

Collective Identity

Civillian/Normal Identity

Beneath the Mask

King Incognito

Doppelgänger

It Was You/Me all Along

Actually, I Am Him

Split at Birth

Shared Identity

Literal Split Personality: different 'parts' of a person (rejected? lost? split?)

Becoming the Mask (false friend?amnesic? imposter? fake redemption? infiltration? other form?)

Jekyll & Hyde/The Killer in Me/Alternate Identity Amnesia (Or having two identities at the same time without knowing)

Secret Identity (for what? To help the other side? To do something forbidden? Independence? Take part in a Tourney or Competition?). Double Agent, Fake Death, False Friend and Evil Advisor can have this.

Unknown Acquaintance. Someone who knows you but you don't remember them (An villain? You were friends or enemies on the past? Amnesic? Forgotten First Meeting? A long lost relative?).

The Same Person (at same time? A character's Absent Parent is the Evil Emperor? The Missing Heir is the Hero? Or is a past thing? Former Life? The Mentor used to be the Villain? Or a Figure from a Legendary Tale is actually the person who told you the story? The Beloved Ruler and the Villain are the same? Two Aliases, One Character?)

You are forced into a New Identity? You have to abandon your old life behind? Pretend like you never were, well, you. Or they can just make up a Fake Backstory? With Lies and a Fake Reveal? Like...you have to pretend you are the hidden long lost child of the Evil King (perhaps even at his own orders? Did the child even existed?).

Memory

Fake Memory

Brainwashed

Hallucinations and Dreams

Forgotten/Remembered

Madness and Asylum are interesting paths too.

Amnesic Liar

Amnesic Lover

Amnesic Hero

Memory Jar

Amnesic Dissonance

Memory Gambit

Amnesiac Villain Joins the Heroes

An childhood accident that you cannot remember

Amnesic/Good all Along (when you have amnesia, friends can be mistaken for enemies)

Living a False Identity (Hidden? Brainwashed? Unware Amnesic? In Enemy's Hands?)

The only witness or survivor of a tragedy has amnesia (conveniently? unconscious? Some people may try to 'help' them).

Or a group/person did something (created? ritual?) and got their minds erased after.

A knowledge/information being erased from a character's mind.

A person erased from everyone's minds or just erased from a specific person or group.

Backstory Invader (a mindfucker makes people believe they belong here all along/are their friend)

[anonthefold]

Queued all roles tonight in QP because I felt like just vibing. Naturally I got DPS and Tank pretty much every game and had 2 games on support. Win more than lost. Trying to break my dependency on Widowmaker and get back into the grove of Tracer and Sojourn (We had a game on Rialto defense where I had to go Widow because they were running Hog, Ashe, Genji, Lifeweaver, and Juno so they had a lot of sustain but you know what counters sustain? 1-shots) Although that one random Rialto game where I went 17-5 and blew the brains out of a blading Genji it was the Ashe swap to Sombra that I found HILARIOUS. bbygorl, you aren't that guy. Most of my games on Tracer were good but I am so rusty on her movement. I picked 2 games to upload because they were deathless games and I kept bonking into terrain on tracer which I think means I need to up my sense on her a touch. I had a game on Esperanca where they had a widow and for whatever reason the widow decided to announce it was their second game on widow which i thought was weird. Anyway it is a trap to constantly go for her because she'll expect it. It isn't like she is going to contest the bot... so I just focused on pressuring the supports and when it made sense to chase her I did. I don't need to even get the kill. I just need to distract her long enough that she doesn't provide value to her team (literally learned this from playing widow and realized when I was being taken out of the fight) My Sojourn games were also kinda rusty as well. I haven't really played her much since season 8 because of all the changes but I think she's in a good "safe strong" place right now. I love the changes to disruptor charging Railgun because it gives that tool so much more utility. Full hold on Midtown defense and hold on 2nd on Shambali. For tank well... I played Mauga on defense Eichenwald and DF on Nepal and Rein on NQS. The Mauga game was simply not fair for the other team. They pushed through the choke once. One of my friends who is a diamond tank was in that game as my support (talk about swapping roles lol) and he thought me using cage fight to block the DVa bomb was really smart. It was my intention to do that because I never felt pressured enough to have to use it so I kept it as a zoning tool or in this case a defensive tool again the DVa bomb or Cass high noon. I occasionally do have multiple brain cells that fire off at the same time. I could improve on my cardiac overdrive usage but I had good discipline in not over extending and being patient and GTFO when I was getting low.

Probably comp tomorrow... we'll see.... I love the idea of being able to 3 tap 225 heroes again on Ana and with Moira going up in her suck I bet we see less Junos around because I suspect that more Moiras will be backlining again. 25 -> 30 is a really big deal for her suck. As much as I like playing along side a Juno I find myself having to babysit more on Ana. But I also like playing Brig this season as well... especially if I have a good Ana and now with the 75 to dmg and healing enabling Ana is quite huge. It kind of is the balance I like to play support in (minus Illari not being so hot except for extremely good corner cases)

Media dump below the cut. *also no scoreboards this time, I forgot to screencap them before closing the client and I am just straight up too tired to both. Maybe tomorrow i'll update with that information but it becomes less and less relevant I am noticing.

"This is restricted airspace, croissant."

[seven-oomen]

Okay, let’s see if I can make anything coherent out of this, even though I should really be going to bed. XD  Will try to break up the rambling as best I can for readability.

*MASSIVE WARNING FOR SPOILERS AHEAD!*

First off, jeebus christ that opening.  They did not even slightly play around about what to expect from this movie.  I was *WHEEZING* the whole time because my brain just playing that “I’M GONNA BEAT A MOTHERFUCKER, WITH ANOTHER MOTHERFUCKER” meme the whole goddamn time.  The moment when Wade straps on the claws and manages to use them was both horrifying and genius.  XD

Also, holy crap the levels of references and meta in this film.  (A friend actually sent me a YT video that covers ALL of the Easter eggs in the film, but I’ve not had time to watch it yet, as the only comment she added was ��It’s LOOOONG”)  I keep telling the coworkers I’m trying to get to watch it that “It doesn’t so much break the fourth wall as nuke it from orbit."  XD  The comments about how you’d never know that Lady DP just had a baby, about Hugh’s divorce, all the stuff with the Legacy gang.  My favorite was probably the shop called Liefeld’s Just Feet from the end sequence, every time it popped up I had to choke down a cackle.  The callbacks to the old films, the recreations of popular cover art.  Just the sheer amount of research that went into this film was just *chef’s kiss*.  I’m sure there were things I missed because I’m not totally caught up on everything, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen some of it, and everything was just happening so much, but it doesn’t even matter because everything I did catch was amazing.  Also, very much appreciated the TVA agent who was clearly meant to represent all of us.  XD  Treasure that mask my dude.  (Funnily enough, I didn’t even know about that because I hadn’t really even seen all the trailers, I went into the film fairly blind.  Was DEFINITELY part of the cheering section when he pulled that on.  And then immediately knew I had a coworker who NEEDED to do that costume.  XD )

And, omfg, the CAMEOS.  I almost screamed so many times at some of the reveals.  I’d heard lots of speculation on who (actor) and who (character) might appear, but I knew there was no way all of it was going to be true, so I just let myself be surprised in the best ways.  The only one that we didn’t get that I saw people talking about that I wish had happened was Daniel Radcliffe as "Height-Appropriate Wolvie”, especially after some of the pics I’ve seen from that film where he has guns attached to his hands or whatever.  I think it would have been fun.  One that might have been cute would have been Taron Egerton as Patch, mostly because I occasionally see him mentioned as a possible future replacement for Hugh (even though he’s not 90 yet XD, and I don’t know that Taron has quite the feral quality the character needs), as well as a possible future Bond.  Also kinda hoped for Ice Man to pop up since Pyro was there, or for a possible Loki mention because of the TVA.  My mom said that RR’s kids all appeared in the film, but I haven’t had a chance to look into that yet (maybe Thor was crying because he stole his move XD ).

But without doubt I had three favorite cameos (listed in no particular order.)  When CEvans appeared I think the whole theater lost its collective mind.  Like, literally spontaneous cheering.  I kinda wondered a bit at first, because like, the facial hair, and he didn’t really have the Dorito shape going, but I’d also heard a little about the whole Nomad thing, but as soon as he pushed the hood back and I got a better look at the collar/shoulder of his outfit, my brain started up this slow “wait…WAIT…hold up, that looks like…” and then he says it and I started cackling like a fucking hyena.  That was a truly brilliant bit of misdirection.  (Side note, I assume you saw the end end credits scene?  XD  How much do you think he enjoyed that?)  On a somewhat related note, absolute props to Emma Corrin for being so believably James McAvoy’s sister.  And also hellaciously terrifying.

Shortest favorite cameo (but worth every moment), absolutely hands-down, The Cavill-rine.  I had heard people speculating he might pop up as various characters, but again, I wasn’t particularly expecting anything or anyone.  I could tell it was someone new from the beginning, but I wasn’t certain until he turned around and then there was a whole lot of screaming from a lot of different people.  I did appreciate the adaptation of his “arm-loading” maneuver from M:I for deploying the claws, I found it very effective (though maybe it was just the tank top XD )  I’ve seen some people saying that this could be a sign that he’ll be moving over to the MCU at some point now, which I have slightly complicated feelings on mostly just because the main character I could see him being used for is Captain Britain (which would be amusing because he’d have to go blond, and if anyone remembers Stardust that can be…tricky…  XD ), but I can’t stand CB, but he also leads my fave X-team so if he DID take that part maybe we’d get an Excalibur movie, which I would love.  Part of me would want RR involved with that, though, because I’d trust him to do Nightcrawler correctly, and make commentary about it when he does (also, I don’t know if they’ve actually interacted much/at all in the comics, but I feel like Wade would absolutely enjoy meeting a guy who not only also dual wields swords on occasion, but can actually triple wield because that tail is prehensile [and yes, I have indeed seen fic where he used his tail exactly the way Wade would imagine - often on Logan as it happens.  Ah, the lawless early days of fic found on people’s unregulated personal sites or behind AdultFanFic.com’s rather lax security protocols. XD ])  Uh…sorry, went a bit off topic there…

Lastly, but very certainly not least, I almost LOST MY SHIT when Channing Tatum strolled out.  Like barely restrained dolphin screeches and wriggly seat bouncing (I choose to believe they were mostly restrained at least.)  Gambit is probably my second favorite X-man, and I have been desperate to see him done justice in a film.  Ironically the only appearance he’s had was in the same dumpster fire that gave us our first “Deadpool”, and I’m pretty sure they didn’t even make sure he had the proper accent, which.  How very dare.  I’d heard mention of Tatum’s attempts to get a solo film made off and on, and now I’m even more disappointed it never happened because he was an absolute delight.  And they did such a good job showing how useful his powers can be in a fight (I may have been chanting “where tf is his bo staff?!” in my head when the fight began, then almost cheered when I saw him using it, shhh, don’t judge me.)  That whole thing with the Legacy gang was a hoot (loved “Elektra” not being upset about the lack of a “DD"  XD )

Okay, moving along (kinda?), to the main boys.  I feel like possibly one of the only ones who engages in the more shippy side of fandom culture who didn’t see the car scene as sex?  Like, I can see WHY so many people do, but I just didn’t even process it that way in the moment.  I feel like it’s possibly just one of those aspec confusion things where my brain just doesn’t tend to make that sort of assumption about interactions, coupled with my own personal opinion of Logan’s mental state at that point.  Like, I feel like it’s entirely probable that one or both of them got off at some point during the fight, but I don’t think they "fucked nasty in the Odyssey."  Wade would absolutely have been DTF, because he’s absolutely attracted to Logan (understandable), and also, it’s what he knows, it would have been an easy outlet for all the BIG EMOTIONS that just kept happening for him, but I feel like Logan wouldn’t have been, even if he was also interested, because at that point he was still so deep in his self-loathing that I don’t think he’d have allowed himself something "pleasurable” like that.  I mean, he’d get something very similar from a fight, but he wouldn’t have to acknowledge it the same way.  It felt more like a “I’m going to punch something until the screaming in my head stops because I’m now too sober to regulate my emotions properly” type of moment to me.

For similar reasons I wasn’t really all that surprised when they didn’t obviously get together at the end.  Now, if they hadn’t pulled that stupid shit with Wade and Vanessa, it would be a different story, but they needed to wrap up that drama first.  Fix what the idiot writers decided was necessary for “growth” or whatever, (even though I feel like Wade would have also been just as determined to save his universe if they were together, even if she was encouraging him to try to do more) before you expand things, as it were (which now that I think about it is rather similar to how I felt about the OG trio in Jurassic World: Dominion…  anyway…)  And I feel like Logan was just reaching the point of allowing himself to have friends and make connections again (because did I mis-hear, or was Cassandra implying he’d had to basically mercy kill some/most of them?  Because holy shit), I don’t know that he’d be at the point of actively pursuing anything yet, though.  Like, it almost felt like they’ve seen the potential in each other as a partner by the end, but weren’t quite in a place to do anything about it yet until they’d worked through some things first (which means the sequel needs to be a full on romance.)  Like, the most I might have expected given where they were (and also, y'know, Disney) would have been Logan just sort of casually throwing his arm around Wade’s shoulders, maybe a little kiss on the temple.  (In my defense I am weak for fluff.)

However, again, so much potential for places to go from there.  I feel like it might be a little awkward at first, because Wade might not really know quite what to DO here.  Like, flirting and sex are one thing, attempting an actual relationship are very much another (especially since he’s not 100% sure where Logan stands on polyamory, and would rather not accidentally offend the man he’s trying to woo.)  He has no doubts he could seduce Logan, but he LIKES him, and convincing him of that he’s less certain of.  And it’s not like it was with Vanessa, who was just as confident and forward about what she wanted as he was.  Logan is much more reserved, and still occasionally irritable, and Wade isn’t known for coming across as serious and sincere, even when he genuinely is.  And while Logan likes him, too, he’s still adjusting to this new reality, and getting a feel for how all the dynamics work in the group.  So they dance around each other for a little while, while Vanessa keeps encouraging him to “just ASK him already!"  And then when he finally does broach the idea, he finds out Logan is not only totally down, but "this ain’t my first rodeo, so to speak."  (So.  My thought process here is partially influenced by the whole thing in one of the comic runs where people were joking that he, Jean, and Scott were in a throuple because of some weird bedroom layouts.  [Sadly the artist eventually commented on it and said that they weren’t, although my first response in my head was "they could be if you weren’t a coward.”]  And the other part was because it had seemed a little odd to me that when Logan was telling Laura about what happened in his universe, he referred to Scott and Jean by name, and everyone else by codename.  Which probably doesn’t mean anything, but I decided it did.  The fact that they were trying to get him to join them could imply that he hadn’t known them long, but there’s also no reason they couldn’t have been encouraging him to join because they’d been dating for a while, too.)  Wade is like, immediately incensed about this (“why didn’t you tell me?!” “you never asked.”), because they apparently COULD have now been fucking nasty already.  Vanessa and Al both give him much crap about this (“Boy, I’m blind as shit and even I could see he was interested in you.”)  Also, I feel like Yukio would absolutely adore Logan, but can’t decide if Negasonic and him would get along like a house on fire, or if she’d be put off by how alike they are.  XD  Given his history with volatile young girls the odds are probably in his favor.  I mean honestly; Rogue, Jubilee, Kitty, Laura.  And being besties at various points with Wade, Kurt, Ororo, etc.  For a guy who so staunchly considers himself a loner he has quite the support network.  XD

…I feel like there were probably other things, but it’s almost two o'clock in the morning, and I open tomorrow.  Also, this is already hella long (again, my apologies, lol.)  Hopefully this mostly makes sense, and is at least somewhat of an enjoyable read.  Tbf, you did encourage me.  ;P  Anyway, hope you’re still doing well, and may the weather calm down soon.  Take care!  *HUGS!*

It is approaching 1 am where I’m at, so I’m gonna reply to some of this now and maybe to some of it later. I definitely think Logan had to mercy kill at least some of his teammates in his own universe. It’s heavily implied in my opinion. Which, ooofffff, man. No wonder he feels that much guilt and is that messed up. Oh Yukio absolutely adores Logan, I feel like she might just hug him one day and just says; I’m glad you joined the family. And Logan, the big fucking softy he is, just absolutely melts and adopts the girl on the spot. As for Ellie/Negasonic, I’d say there’s a lot of posturing at first between the two. With Logan just mostly being really confused by the way she’s acting, but eventually Logan wins her over and they get along splendidly after that. I do think Laura and Negasonic become instant besties. Which spells hell for anyone else involved because they are ferocious and MeanTM. I did write some premises down for a fic for them where they slowly get together, sticking to mostly canon, with some comic references thrown around. (Creatively working my way through the messy, messy timelines). https://www.tumblr.com/seven-oomen/757474833241096192/so-story-idea-for-deadpool-and-wolverine-obvious?source=share

I think the way I’d tackle their relationship is that they didn’t get together at the end of Deadpool 3 for exactly the reasons you list above. While I would have loved the movie that much more if they did, from a character standpoint I think both Wade and Logan have some shit to figure out until they get to that point. It’s fun to wish for it though.

Things it will feature and the premise: Omega Logan Wade is just Wade/Deadpool as we know him Dualsex Omegas from Logan’s universe Deadpool and Wolverine prequel/midquel/sequel Jimmy Hudson & Ellie are twins born of Logan and Wade (Ellie is loosely based of Eleanor Camacho) Trans Jimmy Hudson Laura Kinney is adopted into the family Slow burn Poolverine Wade has some kinky shit that really ends up helping Logan through his heat. Logan and Wade are bad at feelings Flashbacks to Logan’s life during weapon X and the X-men In Logan’s timeline he and Wade met during weapon X times, though back then nothing really came out of their relationship. Logan was very much under Victor’s thumb until the aftermath of Lagos where he and Victor were experimented on. Logan survived his experimentation, Victor didn’t. Which left Logan with some abandonment and bonding issues. Eventually Logan found his way to the X-mansion, and was taken in, though that too ended in tragedy by his own making. He didn’t join when his team needed him the most and paid for that decision by losing everything. He even had to put Jean, Scott, and the professor out of their misery in the end. After that faithful night, the hunt for mutants in his universe began, with him being one of the few survivors of the purge. By the time Wade pulls him out of his own universe to act as an anchor being for his, guilt and anger are eating away at him. After shit goes down, and he realizes there’s no way back, Logan tries his best to settle back into civilian life with Wade and the rest of the family. Things get incredibly complicated when Logan’s heat hits with lasting consequences for the newly formed family.

I’m working out the kinks in this stage and figuring out the tone of the story. Would love to read your thoughts though :)

[casualjacobwrites]

My FFXIV Hot Bar Setup

A friend who watches me stream asked me to explain how I have my hot bars set up in Final Fantasy XIV, and while I tried to answer on stream I realized quite quickly that without diagrams a lot of what I said wouldn't make sense. At his request, I decided I could do a big write-up complete with my horrible graphic design skills to show how I set up my bars for melee DPS, tank, healer, and caster.

Before I begin, some information plus a couple of caveats:

I play on PC using a mouse and keyboard. If you're looking for help with controller setup, I fear this "guide" won't be of much use. If you really want some help with controller and can't find any other source, feel free to DM me, or check my Twitch page for a link to my Discord. My spouse, NinjaWeazel, uses a controller and can likely offer some tips.

I use a Logitech G600 mouse (pictured below) and can highly recommend it if you're looking for a multi-button mouse. In the past have used a Razer Naga and a Steel Series MMO mouse, but do not recommend their products.

Before playing FFXIV, I played WoW and I used the same sort of setup and keybinds then that I do now. I mention this in case it might somehow give people insight into why I do things the way I do. I doubt it will, but who knows?

I am neurodivergent and what makes sense to my brain may not make sense to yours. Please know there's no wrong way to set up your hot bars! Do what works for you and you alone.

I got so wrapped up in making my crappy graphics that I forgot I set an ice cream sandwich on my desk to eat. It melted before I remembered it. Thankfully, it was still contained in its wrapper and didn't leave a mess. This has nothing to do with the guide, but I'm mourning my lost treat.

Oh, and while I obviously am not posting anything related to Dawntrail MSQ, some of the jobs pictured under here are at level 100 if that matters to anyone. Anyway, let's get on with it.

Mouse and General Keybinds

As stated above, I use a Logitech G600, which looks like this (please excuse crappy cell phone picture):

The side buttons correspond with the number row on my Keyboard. I use buttons G15-G20 which translate to numbers 7 through = on the keyboard. For numbers 1 through 6, I typically use my keyboard as those buttons on the side of the mouse are hard for me to comfortably press. I can do it in a pinch, but I've never really needed to and, to be honest, if I'm not able to press keys 1 through 6, it typically means I'm doing more important stuff like mechanics.

My Basic Hotbar Setup

OK so here are my hot bars one through four. On bar 4 (the top row in the picture) are my sprint key, some raid markers, and my limit break. This bar is set to universal and is the only one that's constant through all my jobs.

Bar three is reserved for role actions and any other action I am unable to fit on the other bars/don't use as often but still need.

Bar 2 is set up so the first six buttons are my shift key PLUS buttons G15-G20 on my mouse (number 7 through = button on the keyboard). Zero comes first because that button is right next to where my thumb rests. You'll see why I mention that in a moment. [Side Note: Eagle eye readers might notice that it goes 8, -, 9 rather than 8, 9, then -. Why is that? Because when I was first doing this set up 10 years ago (yes, that long), the buttons on the mouse I had at the time didn't correspond to numbers. They were just extra buttons. I think I was using a Steel Series mouse at that time? Anyway, I screwed up the order when swapping to my Logitech and have never fixed it.]

Finally, bar 1 (the bottom row) is just the standard row of numbers on a keyboard.

With me so far? Good, because now it gets a bit more complicated.

My "Universal" Set Up

"Universal" is in quotation marks because there are exceptions. HOWEVER, this is more or less the standard "rule" I use when setting up bars on a new job and applies across all job types.

Shift + 0 (Shift + G18 on my mouse) is my gap closer for most of my DPS jobs. My middle mouse button is always my disengage/jump back buttons and the cause of many of my deaths on DRG. Shift + Middle Mouse Button is usually assigned to my party buff (though that's not the case here; again, there are slight variations between jobs).

Shift + 7 through = (Shift + G15-G17/G18-G20) vary depending on the job, which I'll explain a little more when I show RDM. Note: I use shift versus ctrl or alt keys because I've never been able to hit those while doing rotations without my hand cramping.

For melee DPS and tanks, numbers 1-4 on Bar 1 are my single target rotation, with 7, 8, and 9 being reserved for my multiple target/AoE rotations. (On RPR, DRG, and now VPR, I make sure that 0 and - are for Flank and Rear positional actions so that I don't have to try to remember positions by ability name.) Remember, for buttons 7 through =, I use my mouse (Buttons G15 - G20) so that left hand doesn't have to stretch too far.

Typical Melee DPS Setup

Pretty much what I said above, but here's what my DRG set up looks like. 5 and 6 are part of my second single target rotation that some melee DPS have. 7 has always been the start of my multiple target rotations when applicable.

RDM Bars

You can see the general setup of "this group of buttons for Single Target" and "This group for Multiple Target/AoE." Also note my middle mouse and shift plus middle mouse buttons are similar to DRG even though DRG is melee DPS versus physical.

Specifc to RDM: Shift + 7, 8, and 9 are my melee combo with Shift + - being for Manification. Shift + = is (Enchanted) Moulinet for AoE.

Please note, the setup does vary on BLM, SMN, and Pictomancer, but in general the same sort of separation between single target and AoE buttons stays the same.

The only other important part I'll add is that I keep Swiftcast plus Verraise on bar 3 in that specific spot, which leads me to Healer. (Yes, I know I have dualcast on RDM, but sometimes it's just quicker for me to use swiftcast then rez especially if I can't stand still in that moment to get off a cast to proc dualcast.)

Healer Setup (WHM Specifically)

While WHM is what's pictured here, I have a similar set-up on all my healers. 1 is always my single target spell with 2 being my DoT. (I have the most experience on WHM and AST with minimal knowledge of SCH and SGE.)

My middle mouse button on my healers are my "OH SHI-" buttons where I need to do an instant burst heal (Benediction, Essential Dignity, etc). Esuna is always my = key/G20 on my mouse. Also note that I keep my swiftcast plus rez button in the same spot.

Tank Setup (DRK)

And finally we have tank. Again, buttons 1-5 are assigned to single target abilities while 7 through - are AoE/multiple target.

Note that instead of a gap closer for my Shift + 0 it's set to Unmend. This is a holdover from when I tried to learn Paladin in World of Warcraft and I assigned that same keybind to shield toss. Now I use this on all tanks for their "Throw something to get an enemy's attention," and set 6 as my gap closer on tanks. Again, it's a thing that makes sense to me.

My middle mouse and shift + middle mouse on Tank are set for stuns and Interject.

And I think that's about all I can think of at the moment. Please note that I use the term "universal" a bit loosely as each job is unique and has its own fiddly bits (such as NIN's combos, VPR's "whatever, just hit a button," or Pictomancer's strange and weirdly fun "rotation").

To the friend that requested this: I know this is more than you bargained for, but feel free to pick my brain over Discord. And if anyone else wants to ask questions, go right ahead I suppose. If you need me, I'll be busy getting all the jobs to 100 and then forgetting how to play them. XD

[margoism]

Prologue

Recently, I just have Taylor Swift LSS and deng, she has been on my playlist and singing unconsciously in my mind for some strange weird reason.

Out of the blue, I decided to download Ragnarok Origin Global after playing Ragnarok Next Generation. I just got tired as it was not working out for me (long story) and play a game where I knew no one.

Stranger still, I don't know the lyrics of her songs haha, I just make them up as I go (yes, that bad) and all I know is this song seems to suit this post, lol.

Countdown to 100 days ago

You see, most of the time, people are motivated to move across games and I was guilty of that as I jumped from Ragnarok Mobile (ROM) Eternal Love to Ragnarok Next Generation (RoX).

For me, it was because of my old guild mates from the original game, Ragnarok PH and my then boyfriend (also from the guild). It was fun at the beginning, a reunion of sorts until things became complicated when I got promoted at work (me night shift, him, a 12 hour teaching position). I was playing less due to the adjustment, spent most of my time doing OT (ty), and as much as I tried, I got sick of being replied to with just one line, "ganyan ka naman" then give me the cold shoulder or when I try to spend time with him, he only tells me off ("magOT ka na lang").

But yeah, maybe long distance relationships are stupid and I have no business in it.

I broke it off one day, ghosting him and silently played solo with a priest account someone lent me. It was hard but I guess, in some way, I deserved it. A cruel end to three years but I guess he deserved better too, someone who is actually near him and actually loves him. Not once in three years did we ever say "love" too so in a way, I was tired in many ways.

But please don't judge me, I admit it was immature but if I think about it, we were just waiting for the other to end things and well, he was suggesting seeing someone else already which I was too tired to be mad about it since all I wanted to do at the time was sleep.

I endured playing silently for months within the guild (yes, not interacting with anyone) when I heard about Ragnarok Origin Global from one GC I was in (my alt's guild haha). They were moving to the said game and raved about how much better it was. I was not close to them so without saying anything, I went about reading their review until one day, it was maintenance day in RoX.

By this time, it has been months and I was bored of playing mobile legends on the side so I downloaded the game.

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I thought long and hard what job class to play while downloading. I always wanted to an archer class so why not? I imagined myself doing MVP hunting solo (lol) and how exciting it would be to be. I mean, I was so intent to play alone. That thought alone made me laugh, telling myself I was going to die alone anyways, hahaha.

Circa 100 Days Ago

I know it was 100 days ago, I got a congratulatory message today, before maintenance, that I have been playing the game for 100 days.

I am not sure how I survived playing alone until a guild took me in my late mid-game period. I stuck to the general mechanics of making sure I raised my Agi first because, according to the GC, while the damage is low, the swiftness will compensate. It was cool until I learned about Divine Power (DP) and "title" that I had to compensate for the lost opportunities in a short span of time.

Now, the thing about this switch was because I was playing solo, I was forced to push myself to pray to Hollhengren (I hate upgrading my equipment before this game), seek ways to obtain needed cards, grind, and cross my fingers for each gacha roll I made. Back in the day, I was typically leeched with no need to do much other than (manual) dailies.

I guess the freedom made me happy and the game enjoyable.

In 100 days, I made new friends, experienced a guild merge, and learned how to navigate a new Rune-Midgard lifestyle. I even love the world chat drama even when I don't know the server stars personally, it feels cool to run into them on the map or when they choose to sit with you on the bench:

So What Now

Today, after maintenance, I might reach level 88, now orange titled (one star), have a decent DP (227K).

Still a noob but heck, at least I enjoy every gaming day. And no, thankfully, no one I know is on this server.

[sashi-ya]

ahhh i’m so excited for this event!! may i request a fem!dom!demon reader who’s the “king” of hell paired with zoro, kid, & law (or any other combo you think would be hot for this concept)? i’m thinking a body worshiping/orgy scenario where they get to become human again if they can satisfy their king. thank you!!!! <3333

Hi hi!! sure!! I hope you don't mind me adding a little blonde prince to the mix :3 I really hope u enjoy! I'm super happy of being able to write more femdom cause there isn't a lot out there and we need more! Enjoy babe!💖

𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑲𝒊𝒅, 𝑳𝒂𝒘, 𝒁𝒐𝒓𝒐 & 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒊 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎!𝑫𝒐𝒎!𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏

➡Tw: Nsfw, femdom. Kid x Law action. Zosan action. Degrading language. fingering. masturbation. mutual masturbation. oral. cum swallowing. dp. vag. cream pie. implied anal. ➡Wc: 3.3k ➡Want more? visit the masterlist

“Zoro-ya! Stop walking away, you are gonna get lost. Those stairs aren’t taking you anywhere” “Huh? But… I think I know this place, as if I had been here before” “Quit the bullshit you two, where the fuck are we!?”

They have fallen into a pit, it’s hot and steamy. Zoro, who is absolutely careless about his own situation is more interested in knowing where the hell is Sanji, and if he actually fell with them or not. Law, who understands nothing, but has enough brains to think, he is sure this must be something similar to hell -If not hell itself-.

Whereas Kid is ready to destroy everything just to find a way out, regardless of the place they are in… but, he notices something weird…

“Oi Trafalgar, can you use your devil fruit powers?” he asks, sweating and dropping his feather coat away. He is panicking internally because he can’t find kairoseki on him.

Law, who turns at him with a hateful stare swears he is able to cast his room. “Yes, what do you mean? Of course, I can… ROOM!” he puts his hand in position, but nothing creates the blue bubble. “Room… ROOM!!!” he screams, shaking his arm with futility.

A sudden and sexy woman’s laughter surrounds them, it’s as sensual as terrifying. Is dominant, making Law shut up immediately and stand still with a shiver running through his back.

“Welcome to Hell, my sweet mortals”

She appears walking down the stairs they swore take them nowhere, fine black dress allowing them to see her exposed hips. A corset so tightly tied around her waist, long black hair almost grazing the ground. A bloody lips smile, longer nails like claws and horns that make her look like the mere queen of the place… And that queen, are you…

“What you are trying to do here is absolutely pointless, you can’t use your powers… devil fruits are called that way for a reason, don’t you know about that? I am the one who controls them…” you say, smirking at both of the users in front of you.

Kid, who is about to scream at you, gets stopped by Zoro’s overwhelming complaints. “MY KATANAS, NOW” he demands, walking past his friends and standing right before you when he realizes he hasn’t got them tied to his right side.

You laugh, grazing his lip with your fingernail. “I think I’ve seen you here before, Roronoa Zoro… You should know by now who is your superior here. You will have them back, eventually” you tell him, fixing your eyes into his burning steel one.

Of course, he never cared about respecting any kind of authority that’s not his captain. Kings and nobles can suck his dick, but above all, he considers a king himself and he won’t comply to any orders. “Give me the katanas back, woman” he repeats, glancing with hate towards you.

Haki waves makes his friends a little weak, but not you. Haki is pointless when it comes to the Queen of Hell.

“Haki? Haha! Stay still, little moss ball. Kneel before the King of Hell” you command.

“King… of Hell? I’m the King of Hell!” he protests back, making you laugh at how cute his audacity makes him look. “Ah… Roronoa…” you giggle, and barely touching his forehead with the tip of your finger you make him feel like he is out of breath. His knees hit the ground, and as Zoro looks up at you like a puppy, you pat his hair.

Law and Kid blink repeatedly, the vice-captain of Mugiwara is not that docile… king, queen, the devil itself, whoever you are they should obey… because you are strong enough to reap their hearts out of their chest with no effort.

You make Zoro follow you on all fours towards the two captains. They kneel in front of you, even if you haven’t tell them yet to do so, and you are delighted. “Ah… you two, I knew I didn’t need much to make you my bitches”

Kid bites his red lips trying to fight against himself. Is not that they willingly decided to subdue to you, but your tempting and imponent presence was enough for them to do so.

You bend towards the red haired, his cheeks in between your fingers, squeezing them until his lips separate and they become shiny from the saliva running out of his mouth. “You want to come back to earth? Hum? Then, dear Kid, you will obey the Queen of Hell… ok?”. “Yes, my Queen” he says, absolutely scared of his lips moving by themselves.

Lastly, Law. The most docile, but the less deserving of being in Hell. You graze his cheek with loving motion. “No need to tell you anything, right? I’m sure you want this either way”

His silver eyes look up at you, like the cutest puppy. It makes you smile so sweetly, even bite your lower lip. “See, learn from your friend you two pretty beasts!” you tell the others, patting the side of your hip.

“Follow me… on all fours”

Soon, the four of you get to your special “room”. The biggest throne rises, red velvet covers it up and it’s made of gold, purest gold. You tell your victims to stop moving, as you crawl up the seat. The fabrics covering little of your skin fall to the ground, showing them only finest lingerie. Dangling golden jewellery chains round your body, a sinful goddess that make them drool. The devil herself, the fallen angel that became ruler of the land of lust.

You smirk at their gawking faces, they swallow, and they move side to side with their heels pressed against their cores. They probably need release already; they are falling into a pit of pure sinful concupiscence moved by the erotic show your body is producing.

“The three of you are eager to taste the honeys of my body, I see… let’s make a deal, shall we? If you are able to satisfy the Queen of Hell, I will allow you three to come back to Earth” you tell them. Kid and Zoro look at each other and just as they do, they try to reach for you by standing up. Wrong decision, Law knows best, he is the one staying still in his spot. And he does it so well, with his tattooed hands resting over his thighs and waiting for your orders.

You shake your head side to side, showing Kid and Zoro how wrong they are for acting on their own. You lift your hand to stop them, making them fall back to the ground, panting and feeling like they are being crushed against the hot floor.

“No. No…” you roll your eyes back, enjoying how they struggle to breathe with sadist thoughts. “Did I tell you to come here? I didn’t. You will move when I said so, alright? Now, because this is a game of punishments and rewards, Law dear come here”

Law nods and stands up; he walks up to you and wait for further orders. You know his friends are probably hating on him, and you rejoice on their envy, it’s like vital energy for you.

Your beckoning finger calls the surgeon closer to you, enough for your nails to rip his spotted jeans off his body. Hard, he is. Hard and dripping, so ready to be touched. “So hard already, Law?” you ask, grazing your palm from his belly button towards the base of his dick.

He flinches when you finally round your hand around his shaft. Law lets a small moan scape his mouth and his legs become weaker as you begin pumping. “See you two? This is what you could get if you obey like him!” you scold the rest, pressuring Zoro, and Kid to resist their urges and drool over the need to have their dicks touched too.

“You wanna get this too? Hum?” you ask them, while Law moans nonstop as you pump harder, up, and down. He ends up sitting over the armrest of your seat, sliding softly towards your lap.  Zoro and Kid nod, desperately, almost about to touch one another just to get a little bit of release. Not that you would get mad about that, but they want you, above all.

You laugh, their desperation is making you more and more horny and you are enjoying this way too much. “Very good, take your clothes off and start jerking off. The one who lasts longer will get a prize, while the other will be punished”

Both men open their eyes wide, at this point they know they won’t resist much but either way they try. Side by side, they undress and kneel. Always there, they begin pumping up and down. Grunts mixing, a symphony of three lust driven men playing the song of sin.

“Come here, Law. Show them what they will win if they make their best!” you chime, kissing the tip of Law’s dick and making him kneel in between your legs. Spread, and dripping, you present your sex to him. “Come on, have a taste of the Queen”

The doctor, still panting, and a little bit frustrated because of you having denied orgasm, attacks your core with his tongue. He, for sure, knows exactly what and how to do it. Up and down, around you clit, focusing on giving you the best out of himself. And so good he does it, that you can’t help but throw your head back and swear. “Ah… fucking little bitch, you do it really well!”

His black hair tangles on your fingers as you accompany the licking motions with the movement of his head buried in your sex. There is also a beautiful scenery behind Law; the green haired samurai and the red demon slow down their jerking off just to stop themselves from coming, a thing that shows them how competitive they are. But nobody told them to stop, right?

“Don’t stop, or you will not get me” you mumble, resisting the urge to moan as Law works wonders on your core. And as you say, they comply, blushed, sweaty, fixing their gazes in the way your lustful moans scape your lips.

Kid shows signs of his orgasm approaching first, he trembles and suffers. He wants to stop, but he can’t. “I- I’m sor- I-“ he stutters, bending forward and shivering as his palm and the floor under receive the leaks of his seed.

You laugh at the pathetique image of such manly man reduced to whimpers. “Haha, Kid you are getting punished!” you announce, calling him to come closer to you. Zoro keeps jerking off with a smirk on his face, he thinks he is the strongest for not succumbing first…

But little did he know… you know his secret…

Kid ends up on his knees next to Law; the surgeon keeps sucking you nonstop, and you can’t help but be delighted by the way his precum drips down him, making a poodle of pure neediness over the floor.

“You, tulip head. Lick my feet” you command, knowing the most exciting part of that is the humiliating look of someone so dominant doing it so. He doesn’t hesitate and immediately starts kissing the bridge of your foot.

You see Law trying to reach for his dick with those inked fingers, and you giggle. The puppy needs release, and you will give it to him. “Kid, jerk off your friend. That’s your punishment” you command, ready for their scared expressions.

Impressive enough, none of them dare to oppose your orders, and you are glad. Every person becomes weak when they have fallen in the pit of lust, and they are the living proof. The red-haired captain reaches for Law’s sex and begins to pump. The moans that scape his mouth become muffled against your labia making you shiver in pure pleasure. Shivers that are followed by your first climax.

“Shit you little puppy, good job Law!” you moan, allowing your climax to consume you for a couple of minutes before Zoro’s audacity pulls you out from it once more.

Zoro, who believes he is still a King, scoffs at the humiliating scenery of Law and Kid, who have been bickering since they met, now getting involved in something so sexual. “I knew you two would end up doing this, just because you are two sluts” he laughs, showing you how he is able to keep masturbating himself without finishing…

But is he really that strong?

“Sluts? Let me show you a real slut for you, Roronoa” you tell him, licking your lips as you snap your fingers. Your slaves appear at the door of the room, bringing with them a whimpering, all tied up, blonde man with them.

As he walks pass the swordsman, both cross their gazes. The blonde one, someone who Zoro knows too well, have trails of blood running from his forehead to his lips. He is not in a bad shape, but he had been clearly beaten up.

“COOK??” Zoro asks, stopping his jerking motions. “Mhh…” Sanji mumbles, he isn’t able to speak as his mouth has been sealed with a gag. “WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?? WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?” the samurai stands up, clearly angry.

“Sh, Zoro. Back on your knees, now. Your little cook is ok, he just happened to fall in here as he came to rescue all!” you inform him, laughing at how Zoro tries to look away from Sanji’s nakedness. And you smirk, that’s your secret swordsman, you aren’t stronger, you weren’t just interested in what was happening before your eyes… well not until now…

Sanji is brought next to you; while the surgeon is about to reach climax, as Kid’s strong arm keeps masturbating him, and he can’t take it no more.

The blonde, who stands right next to you, unable to move but flashing his blue eyes wide open to his marimo friend, receives your special hand treatment. His hard sex, eager to be touched, it’s the only thing Zoro is able to see. He begins drooling, now really hard.

“Ah, I knew it… every person has its weaknesses…” you laugh, using Sanji’s dripping precum to lubricate your palm so you can go faster around his shaft. “Come on, Sanji-kun! Let’s show your friend what a slutty bitch you are! You like this, Sanji?” you ask sweetly, but clearly sadistically to the moaning prince.

He nods, with legs trembling and knees pressed against each other. His hands, tied over his lower belly, can barely move its fingers. Soft white skin, getting red from the arousal and the heat.  His eyes a little teary since your are now also playing with his back entrance and your finger.

“Zoro! Are you jerking off again? Good!” you encourage him, making him also blushed as he couldn’t stop fighting the need. “Are you jerking off because of Sanji? Hum? You like him don’t you?” you ask, making Sanji moan louder.

Zoro is unable to speak, he wants to look the other way, but he can’t. He feels humiliated, there is no way he is gonna say he isn’t into his friend now. Sanji… the cook!

More! More! Your lips get to Sanji’s right nipple, sucking it hard while under you Kid and Law have started making out, so sexily. “After all, they were little sluts… Zoro you were right”

A loud grunt ripped out from Zoro’s throat makes him squirm violently. The last pumps make him cum, squirting with his load everything around him. On all four panting, as his dick keeps twitching, and his seed sprouting from it you have the swordsman.

“No, no resting. Come here, you deserve a treat. Come finish Sanji!” you tell him, calling him to your side. The swordsman understands he is not a king, and he shouldn’t mess with the queen of hell itself, but in any case, stumbling upon himself he drags his lustful body next to the moaning blonde.

Sanji widens his eyes, Zoro is unable to stop himself, and his strong arms begin touching the blonde up and down… there is nothing to lose now, and Sanji isn’t really complaining either.

Your feet separate the two captains underneath you as if they were dogs about to fuck, that’s what mortals are after all. “Sh sh, you two… While these two fuck each other, you fuck me, now” you command.

Law’s face covered in red lipstick looks beautiful. Kid also looks precious, his hair now hang lose over his hair, Law’s past orgasm staining his abs and his upcoming orgasm that screams the need of being released.

Both stand up, their eyes land on Sanji’s squirming motions as Zoro is dedicated to make his friend with his mouth around the tip of his dick. “Leave them have their moment, they will join us in a moment!” you chime, slapping the blonde’s ass cheek.

You stand up, pushing Kid to your throne. “Don’t get to comfortable on the throne you, I know you! I just wanna jump on your dick” you warn him, these captains are always trying to be the king of something.

As the red haired gets on position you sit facing your back at him. Guiding his sex into you, you moan louder. He is big and wide, and it definitely stretches your walls really well, but, it’s not enough…

“Come here, Law” you take him by his hand, pulling him softly to penetrate you too. “Yes, Queen-ya” he whispers, getting ready to fulfil his duty. Quickly with him topping you, his shaft makes its way inside you, grazing Kid’s one.

You whine, Kid swears, Law moans. They begin to move, specially Kid, who seems to be the one dominating the hips motions. Kissing Law, sucking his tongue and biting his lip, you let them fully thrust into you.

Sometimes you take a quick look at Zoro and Sanji. The swordsman has his mouth fully occupied with the cook’s shaft, choking with it, and carving his nails on his strong hips. Sanji whines louder in between the gag, announcing he is coming too. A cum Zoro receives glad over his prominent chest, a tempting place to make Sanji pass his tongue.

You snap your fingers once more; “Bye, bye ropes” you command, burning them instantly and without them even noticing. “Use your tongue to clean Zoro’s chest, and them come here you two!”

Quickly the blonde does so, startling Zoro with his actions. While you laugh and flinch as you feel your walls stretch and clenching to Law and Kid. Your longer nails carved on the surgeon’s caramel skin, Kid’s teeth leaving marks on your neck as he bites you.

“Good boys, come on fuck your Queen harder!”

Soon, Sanji and Zoro joined you. You kiss the blonde, grazing his cheek; “Good job, little boy”. As for Zoro you smile at him, pulling him closer to kiss him too. “You should thank me, don’t waste this opportunity, ok? Now, put your mouths to work” you command, lifting your arms up so they can have fun with your breasts.

Four of the strongest men in the living world are cooperating just to make you scream, just to please you. Like it should be, Queen!

Soon, they replace each other, filling you up one by one. Their lips and teeth around your breasts, they dicks in and out of you, hands, so many hands grazing your skin… their skins, a mix of bodies that nobody can tell where they start and where they end. Sweating, moaning, biting, and kissing. Licking and dripping. Sexes being grazed, and holes being penetrated…

An unholy orgy, worthy of Hell… “You have sufficed your Queen, my sweet boys. Now, you are able to go back your world… unless you wanna stay a little longer…”

“MY QUEEN I WANNA ST-!“ “KUROASHI-YA NO!” “Cook… fucking damn it let’s go back!”

[otaconsloverboy]

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A Side || A Michael Munroe (mostly) post game playlist

I hope you enjoy! ♛ ♛ ♛

♬ Track List ♬ Hidden below because it's long This is subject to additions/change

1. Meet me in the woods - Lord Huron

»» "And the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams The truth is stranger than all my dreams Oh, the darkness got a hold on me"

2. I'm Tired - Labrinth + Zendaya

»» "Now the tide is rolling in I don't wanna win Let it take me, let it take me"

3. The Woods - Sarah and the Sundays

»» "Frozen grounds and leafless trees The woods will haunt you like a frigid breeze And you know you can't erase the past"

4. Save the World - Wolfie's Just Fine

»» "Everything you see Is going to vanish suddenly This is just a dream"

5. Wide Eyes - Platon Karataev

»» "There are greater things than me But I'm sinking in apathy"

6. Feel Good - Matt Maeson

»» "I think it's time that you crawl back home, son Fire's still scorchin' you've been scorned And you look abused"

7. The Light Behind Your Eyes - MCR

»» "So long to all of my friends Everyone of them met tragic ends With every passing day I'd be lying if I didn't say That I miss them all, tonight"

8. Memento Mori - Crywank

»» "Maybe I'm still a stupid little boy Too weak to understand what will come"

9. How to Be Me - Chinchilla and Ren

»» "I don't feel safe in the halls There are bruises on the walls There are bodies in the floors And they breathe so loudly"

10. I never Loved Myself Like I Loved you - DPS

»» "The self-loathing comes and goes Heavy like the life I've always known"

11. American Blood - Dead Poets Society

»» "The man in me soaks up American Blood And I'm so scared That all of my worst fears Have followed me out here, I'm mad at myself"

12. Entice Me - Colourblind »» "The evil thoughts I have and way things never went I'm losing sense of my reality Everything is lost by a glimpse of unkept sanity"

13. Devil Like Me - Rainbow Kitten Surprise

»» "Snow, snow glistens on the ledge, whiskey on the ledge Shake it out and light a cigarette"

14. A Sadness Runs Through Him - The Hoosiers

»» "But here was a man mourning tomorrow Who drank, but finally drowned in his sorrow"