#and dont even get me started on Red Alert

[buckaroosboogara]

Hi! Just wanna raise some awareness here because South America is on fucking fire and I need to see more people talking about this.

Source: RSOE EDIS x

Im just going to talk about the ones i'm closest to, but if you know about these fires, feel free to add in the reblogs!

Chile

In Chile there's (up to Feb 5) 160 wild fires, of which 40 are still trying to be controlled by authorities. The president, Gabriel Boric, has declared State of Emergency in the whole country, and theres a Red Alert Code in most part of the country.

Isla de Chiloé, Southern Chile (900 km away from Santiago de Chile)

This is a (recently controlled) fire that lasted a week, but many neighborhoods were burnt to the ground.

The whole South is in red alert for constant sudden fires that spread quickly due to the lack of rain and the elevated temperatues in the zone. Just today, two fires had to be controlled in the main land next to this island, and more are being reported in the Los Lagos region. This is added to the "controlled" intentional fires that farmers make to clean their fields of old crops along the Central-South parts of the country, mostly surrunding the main route, Ruta 5, that connects the whole country, thus making it hard to see and breathe because of the smoke. (flashnews, most of them get out of control quickly.)

Valparaiso/Viña del Mar, Central Chile (100 km away from Santiago de Chile)

A fire that started on Friday 2nd and grew exponentially because of the wind and the dry, hot climate. More than 100 people are dead, with 70 unrecognized bodies and other 400 that have dissapeared. At least 30000 people that have lost everything to the fire.

There's massive evacuations from this and the neighboring city, Viña Del Mar.

This is said to be the second most deadly fire in the century, surpased by Australia in 2009.

45000+ hectares that include land and neighborhoods have been burnt down.

I could go on about this one, so more info here and here

Argentina

Parque Los Alerces (Esquel), Chubut

The fire strarted on the 25th January, and the climate has made it hard to contain. 3000 hectares of native forest have been burnt to teh ground. It is now growing in the direction of the nearest city, Esquel. Theres been evacuations between yesterday and today (4 and 5th Febuary)

Parque Nahuel Huapi (Bariloche), Río Negro

The reason why im writing this. The city woke up today covered in smoke after a wildfire developed yesterday during the night. The reason? A fireplace that was not turned off in a place where people cannot disembark and can only be reached via boats.

As of now, there's not much information about the fire but hopefully the firefighters will be able to contain it before it reaches Tronador Mountain, where an ancient glaciar is.

...which leads me to the other point i wanted to talk about.

Firefighters

They volunteer to do this job.

In Argentina and Chile, firefighting is not rewarded with a salary, and most of the times they dont even have full firehouses to stay in. These people are at their houses, ready to jump into action and run to the station the second the alarm goes off.

They are neighbors, people that risk their lives and run into danger willingly, just because they want to help the community.

I felt the need to give a shout-out to these people and say:

Don't be a fucking dick, don't start fires in the woods unless it's an approved place, and if you do, TURN IT OFF.

Pour abundant water on it, and do not stop when you don't see any more flames.

Keep pouring water until the ashes don't burn/feel like room temperature in your hand if you put it 10 cm away from it, and even then, pour some more just to be sure.

No heat and no smoke mean a safely extinguished fire.

Save lives and forests.

[snowfall-jess]

Sylus comforting you when you suddenly burst out crying

Word count: 496

Spoilers for Honkai Star Rail 3.2 story quest lol - also not proofread so pls excuse any mistakes aaaa

Critique is always welcomed btw! I wanna get better at writing <3

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It started out as a normal chat. Granted, you were seated in Sylus’ lap but it was your day off. Dressed in comfortable clothes, you were chatting away with Sylus as he kept you close. His hand on your waist and the other supporting his head as he watched you ramble with a slight smirk.

His red eyes sparkled as he watched you talk. Each word you said music to his ears as he responded with soft hums and quips to let you know he was listening.

“- And with that it was revealed that the Trailblazer was actually dead.” You said, your hands moving as you talked and explained your current favorite game to Sylus.

“Oh?” Sylus hummed, his brow arching as his thumb rubbed circles on your hip. “That must have been quite the surprise, kitten.” He said, a soft chuckle leaving his lips.

“Yeah! I feel like it could have been elaborated more since it was really only mentioned in one line from Dan Heng and the surrounding characters.” You sigh, shaking your head. Parting your lips to speak, you pause.

Then, there was a sudden tightness in your throat and there was a sudden heat in your eyes. With a soft gasp from you, Sylus immediately was on alert. His form straightened in the chair as he gripped your waist a bit tighter.

“Kitten?” Sylus cautiously asked, his voice soft and gentle. But that was all it took as hot tears rolled down your cheeks. A soft whimper left your lips as your eyes met Sylus’ red ones.

“I-I'm sorry,” You hiccuped, trying to wipe your tears away. “I don't know why I'm crying.” Your voice was shaky, your body starting to tremble as your body was hit with the heavy emotions that felt like everything and nothing at the same time.

Sylus was quick to softly shush you. His hand moved to cradle your head and to tuck you under his chin as he tightened his grip. “Shhh, it's alright, sweetie.” He cooed, starting to rock you a little.

“It's alright that you don't know.” Sylus said, his voice a gentle rumble in your ear as he combed his fingers through your hair. “Cry it out, sweetheart. I'm right here.” He said, his voice soft.

“I'm not going anywhere. It's okay to just cry.” He said, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple. “I'll hold you for as long as you need me to.” Sylus vowed, gently nudging his head against yours.

His grip tightened, his eyes closing as he rocked you. Listening to your soft whimpers and sobs, letting you cry as he pressed gentle kisses to your face and head, gently rocking you until you calmed down.

But even then, he kept his vow. Holding you close and secure in his arms. Keeping you present with his kisses and gentle words. And silently in his mind, he vowed that he will never let you go through this alone ever again.

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A/N

I didn't know how to end this lol. But I have been having these moments where I really want Sylus to hold me and I know I'd start sobbing like a baby so this is very self indulgent lol. Am I okay? I dont know! :D I just know I need a good hug and to cry lol

[yuansie]

ocean memories : that it will not end tragically like the last

synopsis. the little demon from the other night appears once more, and this time he has a goal. you silly girl, you should have turned him away!

pairing. rafayel x fem! non mc! reader

warnings. mentions of (implied) bullying, you can tell yn is lowk ostracized (?) 💔, silly banter between rafayel and yn. if there's anything i'm missing, please let me know!

genres. fluff

rating. sfw

w/c. 1.9 k

a/n. guys editing and formatting shit on the website on your PHONE is not for the weak. my damn fingers hurt 😭 i hope you all enjoy this chapter 😈 (heads up: next two chapters are going to start going downhill LOLLLLLLL #sorry #iloveangstSUEMEEEEIDGAFFFF) also i didnt know how to end the chapter... #notproofread #wedielieshinomiyakikuro'sdad #WHOSAIDTHAT dont read the second hashtag if you watch kn8... its a manga spoiler 😭😭

THE REAL CURSE IS NOT THE COLOR OF YOUR HAIR, it is the boy from the other night.

he comes by unannounced in the middle of the of the night once again; you don't even register he’s there, as you are engrossed in your old book, until your window slides open. at first, there is nothing but the darkness from outside. you stand up to shut it, only to gasp and trip backwards on a random painting you have on the ground. you land with a thud and you wince, pain flaring up your arm.

a tuft of purple hair appears, then a face and a pair of blue and red colored eyes.

“oh,” his eyes widen in surprise. “i didn't mean to startle you. are you okay?” he asks, jumping inside your room.

you gape at him. “what are you doing?” you hiss, sharply exhaling from your nose as you get on your knees. you rub your sore arm with a hand, glaring at the boy. “you’re trespassing right now. leave before i scream.”

“uh, no thank you!” the boy leaps forwards, clamping a hand over your mouth.

“wha—hmph!” your words are muffled by his warm hand.

his eyes, wide with panic, are directed at you. “stat quiet!” he loudly whispers. “you’re going to alert the whole neighborhood!”

you swat his hand away and scoff. “as i rightfully should! there’s a stranger in my room!”

the boy huffs, jutting his lower lip out slightly. “i’m trying to apologize here, and you keep villainizing me. first a demon, and now a stranger? what's next: a cat?”

“what the heck is a cat?” your furrowed brows illicit a dramatic gasp from him.

“you don't know what a cat is?”

you deadpan. “i wouldn't be asking you if i did.”

he clears his throat. “w-well, cats are the real demons.”

“…cats are probably better than you.”

“they are not!”

“they—”

“y/n?”

your mom’s voice rings out from the kitchen. an orange glow filters in through the cracks of the doorframe, and the sound of footsteps nearing grows louder. you hurriedly shove the boy under your bed, shushing him harshly when he whines. the door creaks open, and your mom's head pops in.

“what are you doing?” she quietly asks.

you gesture at the painting by your legs. “i wanted to see if i could paint something better than this.” you almost wince at how naturally the lie falls from your tongue.

why are you even lying for your intruder?

your mom laughs, shaking her head afterwards. “why do you always paint so late?”

with a shrug, you answer, “i tend to be more creative around this time.”

“uh-huh,” your mom hums, laughing quietly afterwards. “well, i think your creativity should sleep for a bit.”

“you're probably right.”

“i am probably right.” your mom leans against the doorframe, “goodnight, my little guppy.”

“mom,” you whine, “i’m not that little anymore.”

she tuts, “you’ll always be my little guppy.”

you look away from her, lips slightly pursed. “goodnight, mom.”

“goodnight, guppy~” she sings, quickly closing the door before you can retort another denial. the room is silent.

“little guppy, huh?” a tuft of purple hair pops out from underneath your bed, bicolored eyes sparkling with amusement staring into your own blue eyes.

“shut up.” you narrow your eyes and lean forwards, pushing his head back. “move. you're on one of paintings.”

he mumbles an apology and rolls away. you carefully pick up the canvas and examine it. purple hair tickles your cheek as the boy leans and rests his head on your shoulder. you glance at him from the corner of your eye.

“that's pretty,” he says. “what's it supposed to be?”

your gaze falls back on the canvas. “i don't know.” and you really don't know what the bright and dark blue swirls are supposed to be, you don't know what the smudges of white are meant to be, neither do you know what the purple at the center is. you remember waking up one night, your heart aching and your head throbbing.

the purple speck—you remember feeling mad when you added it.

you don't mention that.

“…rafayel.”

“well that's a stupid name,” you snort. he gasps and leans away from you, his mouth open in shock.

“what?” he blinks at you, his lips now turned downwards into a frown. “how could you say that? you g—” he exhales slowly. “you… you gremlin! you're so rude…”

“i think i’m allowed to be rude when an intruder is in my room and won't leave.”

his frown deepens. “what can i do?”

“what?” you squint at him.

the boy grows serious, and stares at you with determination in his eyes. “you're clearly not going to call me by my name, so what can i do to get you to do that?”

a devilish thought crosses your mind; you smile widely. “there's something you can do for me.”

“really?” he grabs onto your hands, his skin warm against yours. you grimace and shake his hands off.

“i recently ran out of red paint,” you say, getting up from the ground and heading towards your desk. you grab a canvas you had there and turn around, pointing a finger at the bright and rich crimson on it. “get me some more of this exact shade.”

he furrows his eyebrows. “how am i supposed to do that?”

“figure it out,” you shrug. “now get out.”

you don't see the boy for a week, and you think you never will until he approaches you.

in broad daylight.

the kids of the neighborhood whisper and crowd in front of your home, some even shouting at him to stay away from you because you're cursed. their childish antics sour your mood.

“shut up!” the boy abruptly turns to face the crowd of kids before he reaches you. you can't make out the look on his face, but you assume he must look really angry for the kids to grow pale and run off.

with a huff, he walks up to you and sticks his hand out, a jar of red paint in his grip. “that was really hard,” he says, a pout on his lips. “i had to crush so many seashells…”

the giggle you let out has him snapping his head at you, jaw slack from surprise. “you just laughed!”

you ignore his comment and grab the jar from his hands, tilting it as you inspect it. the red is vibrant, very intense and brilliant in your eyes. “not bad,” you finally say, looking up at the boy. “thank you… rafayel.”

the tips of rafayel’s ears bloom a red much brighter than the paint in the jar, his lips curving upwards into a pretty smile.

rafayel doesn't say anything afterwards, and spends the rest of the day with you. you learn that day he isn't all that bad for being a troublemaker. surely, if you let him in just the tiniest bit, he won't leave after his curiosity is sated... right?

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OCEAN MEMORIES, yuansie 2025

[tired-demonspawn]

im working on something else rn but a lil while ago i made a star wars au, so here you go :)

the main idea is written in the corner but imma tldr it(also i dont trust the upload quality of the pic): set in roughly prequel era robotnik used to be a high up republic special weapons group guy and, as a high up military guy, was assigned a jedi bodyguard, that being stone.

once his inventions got a bit too war-crime-y the republic had him jailed and stone (who fell in love with him) breaks him out and they start being weapons dealers

other misc details under the cut

okay so some of these are mentioned in the pic but i wanted to specify/expand/clarify:

stone never really falls to the dark side, that's actually why he couldn't bleed his own crystal (which let's be completely clear he would be willing to do for robotnik), he simply didnt have the hate and pain necessary to do it. he follows robotnik, his devotion and duty to him is what gives him strength in the force(think knights of zakuul)

to go with his brand, also just to show that he could, robotnik made stone a lightsaber with a black market red kyber crystal... smthn smthn your lightsaber is your life...

i went with orange for his original one because

it provides a nice contrast with the rest of his fit

it goes with robotnik's colour scheme

he simply does not have the temperament of a purple lightsaber, i dunno man the vibes are off

for my fourth reason let me present to you a quick clone wars episode concept:

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(clone wars intro music)(random quote) UNCERTAINTY HAS GRIPPED THE REPUBLIC! the separatists have captured a republic military research vessel along with its scientists and military generals! it is up to only 3 brave jedi to save them.

(i fucked up the tone of the intro guy by the middle, and also i dont really have a 3rd guy i just wrote 3 cuz it seemed like a number they would use)

anyway gimmick clone wars intro aside

robotnik was forced entirely into the military uniform(including non special gloves) for a special scientific military meeting where "even jedi werent allowed" it obviously being a trap robotnik had a few aces up his sleeve, but even so, stone was told to stay on alert, because robotnik was most definitely getting kidnapped.

so when robotnik misses all 3 agreed upon check ins stone contacts the council(hes already somewhere with a lot of jedi, its not just a matter of "he thought it best to report"(and waste precious time that could be spent saving the doctor?) but "he literally cannot take a ship and leave without it raising suspicion"), he basically tells them something like "we cant waste any time arguing, im going. i am closest to the last reported location" so the council sticks 2 more people on him(if it was an actual episode they would most likely be already established, so we could see a "familiar face" interacting with this new character of stone)

anyway they find where did the seps take them because obviously robotnik chipped himself.

with the correct password(that only stone has(not that he knows that hes the only one)) robotnik can be tracked even through hyperspace(not exactly, but it at least gives a general quadrant of space, which ofc after leaving hyperspace gets pin-point accurate)

they get to the base, they sneak around trying to find how to get to the prisoners(because its nice that they have robotniks coordinates to the tenth of a milimetre, but they dont have the base blueprints)

during the dramatic peak of the ep, there's a weirdly menacing moment where the mild mannered jedi knight, that was kinda made fun of the entire episode for being "reduced to an errand boy" can actually swing a lightsaber around pretty well.

and then he unties robotnik, helps him up, asks if hes alright("of course not, imbecile! what took you?" "the tracker wasnt as accurate while in hyperspace as you theorised" "hm. well in any case none of this would happen if it werent for this stupid uniform" "i have a change of clothes prepared for you in the ship") aaannnd the errand boy is back

fast forward, robotnik was both arrested and freed, is now doing his own thing.

the two knights that were with stone in that "initial episode" are snooping around one of robotnik's labs, investigating this new arms dealer. they're on a terminal of some sort and behind them out of focus of the camera a bright orange lightsaber ignites, contrasting sharply against the red/blue tones of the lab.

"you aren't welcome here." the former jedi knight says.

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and scene

so yea hope that last bit sold you on the orange lightsaber bit

originally wanted to post this au with more art attached but alas life had other plans.

anyway if you've read this far i hope you have a nice rest of your day :)

also dont be afraid to ask any questions about this au, i have so many thoughts about it, so im 100% sure i didnt include something i deffo have figured out because i either a) forgor 💀 or b) didnt know how to properly explain a vague feeling about a possible situation

[chaepink]

CHAEEE U TAKE JJK REQUESTS NOW??

if you do, can I request a lil smt where r punishes satoru— letting him grind on readers thigh, degrading him and touching nothing but his hips and nipples !!!! tons of begging too bc satoru is a bratty bitch 😁😁

just disregard this req if u wish!! thank u!!

Such a flirt | sub!gojo satoru

wc: 1.8k+ words | masterlist

dom!reader, marking, handjob, begging, degradation, ruined orgasm, edging, dacryphilla, thigh grinding, nipple sucking/biting

note : making gojo cry >>>

not really proofread btw

Gojo Satoru is attractive, and infuriating so. Too bad for everyone else though, since he's yours.

And you let everyone know that. With the many hickeys and marks that you leave on his neck and collarbone (and even lower on his body) along with the death glare you give to whoever is being a little too comfortable with him, people around have learned to leave alone what's not theirs.

But sometimes it seems that Gojo forgets that himself or rather purposely forgets and then goes off to flirt with someone as if he wasn't already taken. He's a brat whenever you don't pay enough attention to him so of course he's being bratty right now.

Of course, you know he's trying to rile you up every time he does it but lucky for him, you take the bait every. single. time.

So after catching him flirting with yet another one of his fans with them getting too touchy with him, you grabbed him away from them and towards your room to give him a punishment.

"fuck- p-please [name]! i'm sorryyy." Gojo's whimpers and moans are muffled by your neck as he grips your shirt for dear life.

The grip you have on his dick is brutal as you pump up and down at a slow, agonizing pace. Lewd sounds from Gojo along with the slick of your hand on his dick fill your room. You ignore the fact that they may pass through the walls, your anger making you instead focus on the brat in front of you.

You're towering above him as his back is towards the wall, the two of you on your bed. One of your hands is placed above his shoulder and on the wall behind him, giving you leverage and successfully preventing Gojo from running away from his punishment.

Well, it's not like he can run away when he's already a mess underneath you.

You whisper in his ear, his face still tucked within the side of your neck.

"You have to be quiet, Gojo." You coo at him, your pace becoming even slower if it was possible which earns you a pitiful whine from him.

"Everyone is going to hear what a fucking slut you are if you continue to let out those pornographic noises." You chuckle when he lets out a moan when you squeeze his cock.

"Unless you want that of course. You want everyone to find out how much of a whore you are, dont you?" Gojo shivers in your grasp and shakes his head frantically at the thought. But then he remembers the grip you have on his dick and that thought leaves his mind immediately.

His next words are muffled slightly but you can still hear them.

"ngh f-faster..." You furrow your eyebrows and tug his hair back to look at him using your unoccupied hand which makes Gojo let out a mewl. The small pricks of pain on his scalp, while uncomfortable, only add to the pleasure.

"I don't think you're allowed to order me around when you've been a brat today." Gojo looks up at you with flushed cheeks and tears welled up in his eyes. Even now, with his hard dick in your grasp and hair pulled back, you can't lie that Gojo looks pretty.

"tell me when you're close, alright? Don't continue to be a brat." Gojo slowly nods and it doesn't take long for him to get close to cumming, his noises getting louder which alerts you that he's close.

But brats don't get cum so when he starts pleading and begging to release, letting out little 'please!'s and "i-im close!"s, your hand releases from his red dick. Immediately, Gojo widens his eyes and looks at you but you're too focused on his dick and the way pre drips from the tip.

Once Gojo realizes what you've done, he lets out a loud wail, thrashing his arms around like a child throwing a tantrum as he sobs from the ruined orgasm. Tears streak his face as his whining turns to small sniffles and he looks at you with such a pathetic face that you wish to take a picture and save it in your camera roll.

"w-why did you s-stop!"

You give him a grin and sit down against a wall. Gojo watches as you pat your thigh and he immediately scrambles to sit there, earning him a "good boy" from you which makes him blush.

His still hard dick lays between the two of you, desperately waiting for any type of contact. He accidentally moves forward which makes his dick brush against your chest, making Gojo whimper.

His crying has stopped and he looks down at you with awaiting eyes.

You absentmindedly rub at the exposed skin at his waist, making Gojo shiver at the contrast of your cold hands to his warm skin.

"Brats don't get to cum, and you've been a brat haven't you?" Gojo avoids your stern eye contact, guilt obvious on his face.

"So," you start to say, gently grabbing his dick which makes him let out a hiss at the slight pain before you place your hands on the bed underneath you.

"if you want to cum, I better see you do so by grinding on my thigh, on your own." Gojo falters at the mention of how you won't be helping him but he quickly places his hands on your shoulders to steady himself.

'I can do it', he thinks. He can make himself cum without you touching him.

He slowly grinds down on you, letting out a shuddering gasp. His hands squeeze your shoulders as he speeds up his pace a little. Your hands go to hover over his hips, making Gojo whine. He pouts at you adorably, his face flushed.

"Put them o-on... please!..." You chuckle at his adorable beg and gently place your hands on his hips. You give it a small squeeze and Gojo quickens his pace. Who knew that your hands on his waist would turn him on so much?

His hard dick bounces up and down between you two and you glance down to take a peek at it. Pre cum drips from the red tip and you grin, knowing he won't last long without your touch.

He continues to let out little cute gasps and pathetic whimpers before wrapping his arms around your neck and burying his face against his arm. His grinding slows down and you hear him mumble out something.

"T-Touch me please, [name]." You hear him sniffle, is he crying?

You coo at him. "Aw are you that desperate for me to touch you that you're crying? You can't cum without my touch?" He nods into his arm and he lets out a muffled whimper when you squeeze his hips.

The pre cum on his dick stains your shirt and pants as it rubs against it every time he grinds on your thigh and drips down his dick but you don't pay it any attention, not when Gojo is letting out such pretty noises.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do? Look at me, darling." Gojo pulls away from his arm and you notice the tears clumping on his eyelashes.

You caress his cheek and you watch as he rubs against your hand with a pout. He looks so pretty and adorable.

"Want you to touch me, [name]." He looks at you with pleading eyes and you curse at yourself, knowing you won't be able to deny his request. He's too pretty for his own good sometimes.

"Yeah? You want me to touch you?" Your hands give his hips one last squeeze before they travel up to his nipples to ghost over them.

"Here?" He lets out a small gasp and nods.

"Pleasepleaseplease." You shush him with your finger and chuckle. "If you want me to touch you, get back to grinding on my thigh." He didn't even notice that he stopped but he quickly resumes his previous pace, speeding up even more.

Your hands ghost over his nipples once more before pinching them, eliciting a whimper from Gojo. You continue flicking and pinching them before leaning your face closer to one of them with a grin. He looks down at you with widened eyes before letting out a squeal when you take one in your mouth and begin sucking on it.

"ah! s-shit." You chuckle with his nipple still in your mouth, sending vibrations through his body. You lick the bud before teasingly biting it, Gojo's pretty noises filling the room and urging you to keep going. You switch over to the other one and do the same thing, making Gojo whine.

He glances at you, all while still riding your thigh as if his life depends on it. The bored expression on your face as you're sucking and biting his nipples knocks the breath out of his lungs. You leave a bite mark around one, making Gojo hiss at the slight pain.

You look so calm and collected while Gojo is the exact opposite, falling apart on top of you all because of your small touches. He would normally feel embarrassed but he can't right now, not when he feels so good. With a 'pop', you release his nipple from your mouth and look at how dumbed down he is, his face is all red and tears are once again flooding his eyes due to the pleasure. His nipples are red from your touches and the bite mark you left begins to turn red.

"You're such a pain slut, aren't you?" Gojo nods at you.

It doesn't take long until he feels the need to cum. He can't form the words to beg you for permission, opting to instead look at you and hoping you would see the desperation within his pretty eyes.

You smile at him and as you lean in to whisper in his ear, you squeeze both of his nipples at the same before murmuring the phrase that Gojo wants to hear.

"Go on then, cum."

Mere seconds later Gojo is screaming as he throws his head back, sobs racking his body as he shoots his cum all over his chest and on your shirt, dirtying it even more than it was before. He squeezes your shoulders, holding onto them for dear life as his orgasm floods his body.

You watch in awe as tears streak down his face and soon he buries his face into your neck, hiccuping and whimpering as he slows down his grinding. He mumbles "thank you"s over and over again until he quiets down.

You wait a few minutes for him to calm down before whispering into his ear with a smirk.

"Round two?" Gojo whines at your teasing but you feel his dick harden against your stomach and you know he wants it too.

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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[the-masked-astro]

Color coded pt 2

RTV au belongs to @4thwallbreakerdraws2

WARNING: this story has mentions of violence and death, and general unsettling themes.

RTV walked along the halls of the abandoned facility, if it could be even called a facility. More like some trashy back water building someone turned into a personal lab. But he was not here to judge the state of this wretched place, oh no, he had business to attend to. On normal circumstances he would send someone like Swag or Chris to snoop for him, but after that little stunt the RAT pulled security was to remain on high alert on the premises at all times, which means it was up to him to get his hands dirty for once, but of course he wasn't completely alone.

He found himself in front of a large secure door, locked behind a digital pin pad. He held up his phone, holding it near the pin pad.

"Wr3n, you think YOU could take of this?" RTV said, not really asking, more telling Wr3n.

"Of course." Wr3n responded. A moment of silence, and then a click. The door was open. RTVs smirk only grew as he reached out to open the door.

"Right then Mask... let's see what YOU'RE hiding in this-" He paused as the door opened. What was this? "Wr3n... this is the correct address CORRECT? The one all of Masks paychecks are being sent too? The place I was PROMISED to find their secrets?" RTV asked, increasingly getting annoyed.

"Uh... yeah, why do you-?" Wr3n started before he was cut off.

"THEN WHY IS THERE NOTING HERE??" RTV shouted. The room was small, all that was left was a few knocked over shelves, and a shallow hole in the center. As if someone had ripped up the concrete floor, showing the dirt ground beneath.

"We've come ALL THIS WAY, and there's NOTHING-" RTV began to yell before he glanced at the corner of the room. A camera, pointed right at them.

Bingo.

Rtv regained his composure, straightening his clothes with a chuckle.

"Perhaps this WASN'T a waste after all." RTV said as he held out his phone once more. Wr3n, be a dear and show me what those CAMERAS are hiding from us now hmm?" He asked, rather calmly for someone who about threw a tantrum a few moments ago.

"On it boss." Wr3n replied. RTV watched as the cameras light blinked a bit, going from red to turquoise, signaling Wr3n was in. RTV waited for a moment... then another moment... and then even longer.... what was taking Wr3n so long?

"Wr3n? Are you still in there? WHAT is the hold up?" RTVs voice was laced with an impatient tone as he tapped his foot. It took a few more seconds for Wr3n to respond.

"Sorry boss... I uh... found something." Wr3n sounded hesitant, which baffled RTV. Did he sound... nervous?

"What did you find Wr3n, come on, I dont have ALL day." RTV rolled his eyes, and Wr3n only paused longer.

"Of course sir." Wr3n responded. RTVs phone buzzed before a video feed appeared. It was of the room, but it was full of shelves with countless vials, jars and Boxes. Each had a label, but the feed made it difficult to read any of them. Nothing changed in the feed, nothing moved or stirred, it was stagnate. Then, RTV noticed a small shake, then it got violent as the jars and vials clattered. There was a loud crack, and a mechanical hum... wait, had he heard this before? He watched as what looked like a rip in the fabric of reality itself opened under the shelves and under the floor, sucking everything in the room into the maw of the rip. It only lasted for a minute, before it was gone. A hole In the floor where it once was.

RTV blinked, trying to register what had happened. He remembered the storm that day, remembered the noise, not realizing at the time it was more then just a strange weather phenomenon. He looked back the hole, taking a few steps forward. He realized he could feel it. A strange energy, like a residue hung in the air around the hole, like a flammable gas just waiting for a spark... a spark... he wondered-

"Boss?" Wr3n snapped RTV out of his thoughts.

"Right right, sorry about that, anything else you found while DIGGING around?" RTV asked, and again, Wr3n seemed to hesitate.

"I think I know why Mask acts so strange." Wr3n confessed, it seemed so out of left field that it caught RTV off guard.

"Elaborate." RTV stated firmly. As he did so, another camera feed started playing, this one dated several months prior, right around the time they noticed Mask showing up at the studio.

There they were. Mask, only this time, without the mask. He blinked, they looked so... normal? He wasn't sure what he was expecting but certainly not this. Mask had their back turned to the camera, before a loud crash was heard off camera. Mask spun around, looking at something the Camera didn't see.

"Who are-"

BANG

RTV whinced and look away for a moment. The video feed was paused.

"Boss are you-"

"Play the rest of the feed." RTV said coldly, a harsh look on his face as he looked back at his phone. Wr3n obliged.

The feed continued. He watched as Masks now lifeless body slumped backwards, knocking over over a vial, it hit the floor along side them, a thug followed by the shatter of glass.

"Shit- fuck shit SHIT-" He saw the assailant, he ran up towards Mask body before stopping, the gun still in his hand, he only looked for a moment before running off camera. The feed changed to a different cameras perspective to right outside of the door of the room they were in now. He could see his face clearly, a man, no older then 30, he watched as he desperately fumbled with the security pad, typing in numbers desperately.

"Come on come on- DAMNIT!" He shouted. He looked at his gun before tossing it down the hall, mumbling more curses as he ran out of the cameras view once more, then out of the building. The camera feed went back to the lab area, Masks lifeless body still on display.

"I've seen enough-" RTV started, but it was Wr3n who cut him off.

"No you haven't. Keep watching." RTV was surprised, Wr3n had never been so insistent, especially not to him. But RTV watched on.

There was silence, nothing moved, for a moment, it was a cruel and unsettling silence. Then he saw it, a flicker of moment. Something came out of the vial. It moved in a strange and unsettling way, like a slug as it inched closer to Mask. It made its way onto their face, and RTV whinced again, but continued to watched as it buried itself into the wound on Masks head. The sight was enough to almost make him gag, he had to look away, but when he did, he heard a gasp come from his phone. He turned and looked, Mask was sitting up now, alive, eyes wide, blood shot and gasping for air.

He watched as their hands covered their head, as they fell to their side, they started dry heaving and coughing, but the video stopped there.

"You... dont want to see the rest...." Wr3n mumbled. It was clear that even he, an Ai, was unsettled by the feed. RTV stood there for a moment, taking in the information he had just received, before he finally spoke.

"That's man... you can track HIM down... yes?" RTV asked, Wr3n paused but soon spoke.

"I can"

"Good... see that hes brought to me... ALIVE." He muttered as he made his way out of the room, and out of the lab.

"May I ask... what you have in mind?" Wr3n asked, and RTV had a smile on his face, a smile that clearly showed he had something going on in that head of his.

"Oh... I think I just found a means to make sure our little friend Mask becomes a VERY loyal employee." He muttered with a slight chuckle as he put his phone in his pocket. "Yes... very loyal indeed..."

[bedforddanes75]

A Quick One Before the Eternal Worm Devours Connecticut Manchester

idk if this song has any lore but if it does im not using it (unless the art of coincidence decided it wants to suck my dick). tw for mentions of death + addiction. post abiior i think. spoiler alert even though they dont die Here they dont die anyway. hashtag the last of us. lmfao. very short and not proofread or thought through at all but who gaf

Matty's staring at the side of the house. He's pressed into George's side with a wine glass at his chest.

"I just," he pauses, takes a breath. "I don't want to not know."

George tilts his head to the side so his ear presses into Matty's crown.

"I know."

"Like, I don't want to be unsure. I don't wanna die being unsure."

"I know."

He's so steady, a shaky voice and tapping fingers, but he's still. He's got his arm wrapped around Matty's shoulders and he's not moving.

Matty knows he's scared. He should be scared. Everyone's scared. But at least he's not scaring Matty.

That makes him feel a little guilty. He shouldn't put his own comfort before George's.

"I'm sorry."

George adjusts, rubs his cheek against Matty's hair when he does.

"I don't, like. You're scared, but you're not."

He squeezes Matty's arm.

"I'm terrified. Everyone is."

Matty shakes his head.

"No. You're scared, but you're not, like, acting it. You're being nice to me."

George shakes his head back at him.

"I'm terrified, but that doesn't mean I haven't, I don't know, made peace with it. What can we do? Bury ourselves in preparation? I'd rather spend my time in your hair."

Matty bites his lip.

"I want to know. Like, I want to be sure."

George sighs. It's not exasperated or tired, just calm.

"I want to be sure, too. But we can't be. I'm just sure that I hope it doesn't hurt."

"It'll hurt."

Matty shuffles, wipes what's left of the wine left in his glass with his finger and licks it.

"You are scared."

George nods.

"So, you-- you're scared."

He's trying to keep his voice steady.

"You haven't made peace with it. If you're scared."

George shakes his head again.

"Of course I'm scared. That's just what it is to be alive. But I'm not going to start crying and shouting. It won't help, it'll just scare you more."

Matty nods.

"That was my point before. You're doing it for me. I don't want you to do it for me. I want you to do what you want to do, otherwise I'm just doing what I've always done, what I want, because it's easier for me."

"No."

"How?"

"No." He takes his arm from Matty, and holds him by the shoulders, eyes wet. "I love you, and I'm scared, but I love you more than this scares me, and I don't want to freak you out more than everything else already has."

Matty's face is crumpled.

"Can we go inside?"

Then, they're in bed.

"I have, um, there's weed in there," Matty points to the bedside table, the top draw.

"Last one?"

George agrees, rolls it.

They lean against the headboard.

"Do you remember when we did this the first time? In hospital, when I took too much and I wanted to get it all out in case I went?"

George sniffs and bites his lip before replying.

"Yeah. That was, like, the worst day of my life."

He gives a little laugh.

"I was just so scared for you. I didn't know what to do. I don't think I ate anything the whole time you were in there."

"I remember when they let you in and your eyes were so red I thought you were sick too."

George huffs a laugh.

"And do you remember the first time we did this? When I first told you I liked you and we smoked all night? I didn't even kiss you."

George leans over and kisses him.

"Thank you."

"Yeah, I remember that. I think I wrote my first diary entry that day."

Matty smiles.

"I miss when I was, like, stupid about you."

"You still are."

"Shush."

He pretends to push George.

They stay quiet for a while.

"Have you ever," Matty pauses, "Wondered?"

"I kept thinking about it when I saw you at the hospital. The first time, when you broke your wrist." He laughs. "That was silly. It was just your wrist, but I was just convinced that you'd get infected and they'd give you the wrong medicine and you'd...die."

Matty giggles, sniffs.

"I miss you."

George shakes his head.

"Don't say that. I don't want to think about missing you. Not now."

He chokes a little, turns his head once more into Matty's hair.

"I was thinking about it the...the time I went in for overdosing. I remember staring at the ceiling of the ambulance and wondering whether it'd feel like some big event if I died there, or if it'd feel quiet. When I passed out, I thought that was it, and it was so calm. I was scared, but, like, I didn't know any better."

George stays quiet.

"I don't know whether I want it to happen or not. I don't want to die, but I don't want to live and not be able to do what we did. Do."

"I don't wanna die. I don't wanna be away from you."

Again, it goes quiet.

They finish the joint, and George rolls another.

"You've always been good at that. I remember the first time you did it, like, first ever, and you were still better than me."

George smiles.

"I tried my best. And I've tried harder than that since because I like doing it for you."

Matty leans against him.

Everything's hazy.

"Do you remember when we kissed? The first time."

George nods.

"I don't think I could forget if I tried."

"I remember how skinny you were."

"So were you."

George pulls Matty into him, kisses the top of his head, and in return, Matty reaches up and strokes George's hair.

They lie there until it gets dark and they're both watery eyed, and then Matty sits up. He's up straight, and staring at the window.

"Lie down. Don't think about it."

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i lost motivation like halfway through this because i put fashion killa on repeat and i couldnt focus because i was so locked in going BANG BANG BOOM BOOM POP POP HER PISTOL GO BANG BANG BOOM BOOM POP POP he wanna effff are eeee ay kay

[fictionfixations]

going through 2.5

2.5 STORY SPOILERS

trigger warning later of minor character death. shown off screen but is described in a way that could sound horrible to the faint of heart

WHAT

i know i joked in my previous post when going through 2.4 that it sounded like the start of a fanfiction but im genuinely disgusted by this ew i was really fucking tempted to just write a fic where jiaoqiu beats his ass (even though i know hoolay is way more powerful then him) but also 2.5 already came out so i gotta get through the story before i get spoiled

the smart choice would be to do 2. but also fuck you hoolay im doing 1. HHH jiaoqiu's voice sounds so like. stressed. like trying to have composure but you can tell hes struggling a little.

also im sorry but hoolays human form looks so fucking ugly (okay maybe im biased but also FUCK YOU HOOLAY) idk ppl might still simp for him but also fuck you im on jiaoqius side >:(

STOPPP USING THE WORD ALPHA like ive heard it so many times in media im DONE i cant hear it the same 😭

"💀 " "None Can Hurt Me" UHHMSOFJFO i sure hope nothing happens to you buddy but

BURN BABY BURN

what the fuck im scared

wait but so i CAN go try to get help? IM SCARED WHAT HAPPENS. uh. uh. uh. FUCK YOU HOOLAY IM DOING IT

wait if i do this will he die. like the the the npc?!?!??!?! GUYSS

AHAHa.. AHgahah.... im. so fucing nervous

im. ohhhh fuck literal chills. im. should i look at what other options i can do to escape or. im so fucking stressed holy shit. logically speaking if jiaoqiu leaves and the ship gets sabotaged or whatever he could die (both him and npc). if he asks him to send a message then the npc will die. guys i hate this what the fuck

I HATE THAT ITS RED TEXT. okay with acheron it was a little startling but we never got like a warning that OUR ACTIONS have CONSEQUENCES. im so fucking scared

me too man. me too. idont want jiaoqiu to die thoguh what if what we choose changes whether or not he dies in canon im

okay ive talked to everyone. and the warning text for everyone is

the skarskiff(?) guy is just an ordinary person the realm keeping person is not prepared for this kind of emergency and that the cloud knight doesnt have backup (has the same choice options as the realm keeping person of borisin are here and introducing ourself)

also that we're being watched. who the fuck

okay the best option would be to cloud knight. but also is it a good idea? no. but. hiusgh. oh my god i hate this.

IM GOING TO BITE THE BULLET. i dont trust that this will end well for me but the logical option even if i get fucked later is to alert someone. a cloud knight knows what risks and responsibilities they're taking on by becoming one and if they die well fuck man but i REFUSE to just not do anything because that'd be like. playing into hoolays hands which 1. i hate him. 2. as a person who very much values my independence I NEED OUT OF THIS SITUATION

and maybe its what hoolay wants, for us to fail his 'test' but whatever. IM REBELLIOUS. (and probably really dumb)

cant wait to see how this affects story in the future. and also seeing how different choices affect things when i watch other people do this. haha. but predicting that they might not talk to anyone out of fear IM going to talk to someone

uhh im going to introduce myself first. its like how you're meant to share your address first in emergencies or something i think maybe? because if the call cuts out then they can find you quickly (i think your phone can be tracked but it takes awhile its not that easy i think?)

okay i did it. wheres the guy who was watching me i cant remember where he was. is he gone? did he disappear? i acnt tell im so fuckings tressed

nothing happened but. but the cloud knights gone now (presumably to spread the news)

i. do i tell other people ? do i. im. okay im

i only talked to the cloud knight. and then im going to do what hoolay asked. thats it. im not brave or reckless enough to tell eVEryone

HIS VOICE IS TREMBLING for the 100th time i hate this

GUH

I FORGOT THEY HAVE OFFICIAL IDENTITIES PRETENDING TO BE--

oh fuck MY DUMBASS

his voice... AGHH JIAOQIUUU

GO FUCK YOURSELF YOURE NOT THE BOSS OF ME

i knew it. i fucking knew it. IM JUSTIFYING IT TO MYSELF BECAUSE CLOUD KNIGHT YOU BECOME IT KNOWING YOU COULD DIE OKAY. id rather have tried to escape then not at all and prove his racist belief 'right'. okay i know im probably in the wrong because they couldve lived if i didnt do anything and i had a hunch that they wouldve died if i asked for help. but. okay at my core i am selfish. and for all i knew there was a teeny tiny chance that it couldve succeeded

and listen. im quoting twisted wonderland now.

"Zero is zero no matter what you multiply it by, right? But if you take some form of action, that zero could potentially become 0.001. And 0.001 has a chance of becoming 100. In which case, there's no reason NOT to do it." (Book 6 - Chapter 48 • A Sequel Cut Short)

i hate these kinds of mind games.

hoolay fucking yapping and i know we're in a tough situation meant to demonstrate how jiaoqiu's kind of powerless but hoolays just talking about how jiaoqiu will eventually crumble and im just. yeah okay big talk. and like i get that hoolay does have connections still and ppl pretending to be foxians keeping a close eye on everything and genuinely wont hesitate to kill someone but okay i just hate him

god he sounds like one of those people who are like. when you refuse their advances and they go 'oh so youre playing hard to get huh?' and keep going with the belief that we definitely want them or some shit💀

i should pretend. but no i cant. thats not the kind of person i am.

oh shit. yeah okay remind me that maybe this could potentially lead to jiaoqiu dying in canon. i mean. its happened in npc stories before right? like that one person in penacony who we could choose to stop her from falling or let her fall

but fucking OW. hoolay talking doesnt terrify me. and maybe thats why im choosing all the dumb options. but ow.

does he have this pose if we pretend to show weakness? i mean maybe its cause we got hurt and hes exaggerating it and showing weakness then. or maybe it actually hurts like a bitch and he cant help but show reaction.

OMG MOZE

okay actually other idea of jiaoqius plan. contacting someone for help and deliberately being caught so its not suspicious if we go along with his demands too easily (but having another plan to get help thats more secret)

like okay i know it was my choice to try to get help and fucking it up but still canon-like right. although i doubt he'd be okay sacrificing an innocent life so um oops

AHHH FUCKING LITERAL CHILLS. we got jiaoqiu flashback where he was like a healer on the battlefield. i dont think im saying that right i forgot what theyre called. but like remember feixiao mentioning in 2.4 how jiaoqiu healed her, and later became her like main healer or something something i forget the wording

and then it goes black and we hear hoolays voice. i have a little hunch that it might be the thing to stop the lupitoxin's effects starting to fade, nad thus the toxin starting to affect him

hh his voice... :(

yeah okay so let us go

sorry did he just bite someone and they turned into a borisin or did it just get rid of the guys disguise

i wasnt paying attention to who it was. i know it wasnt mok tok (different appearance, also it showed jiaoqiu turning away to not see it and mok tok standing there while that was happening)

its genuinely so confusing trying to tell who is a foxian and whose a borisin cause disguises but i assume its an actual borisin who was disguised...

hes talking to moze but all i can hear is monke from ben's stream (aka moze's EN VA LMFAO)

OH IT WAS A NORMAL FOXIAN

what if he does it on jiaoqiu but then they figure out how to turn jiaoqiu back to normal and learn how to cure feixiao. right? right??? probably not but im so stressed

HOLY SHIT JIAOQIU. he sounds so.. wrung out. exhausted.

acting is fucking 10/10 he sounds kind of unhinged but in the slow still exhausted but with emphasis on some of the words?? like. like he still has fight in him. i dont know how to explain this but its really cool

oh shit does he die now

hooly fucking shit literal chills the text appearing on the black screen actually like communicating in a way to us and helping us get an idea of whats going on

okay major manga spoilers for demon slayer. but here is my next prediction: he has poison in his blood that will affect the borisins if they drink it, like how shinobu kocho had like a shit ton of wisteria in her blood (it was also under her fingernails and shit like that, she put it EVERYWHERE) so that when douma (who killed her sister) ate her he'd be poisoned and severely weakened

AM I RIGHT??

I. FUCKING. KNEW ITTTTTT

okay well it was pretty obvious because right before it mentioned the green peppers(?) thing and how to get a picky child to eat it, it re-mentioned that conversation. and then changed it how to get a wolf to something something i already forgot so it was obvious

but JIAOQIU LETS GOOOO i really hope you didnt die

no wait but shit

okay so i cant share any more images i hit the limit on tumblr but okay so if he consumed poison (ist tumbledust. i already forgor. was it like the thing thats like a sedative thats good in small quantities but lethal in large quantities? or was that like yabruh or something)

does that mean he'll die anyway or

i dont think jiaoqiu said it in front of hoolay but anyway im so unhappy that cutscenes lag for me (hoolay immediately clocks on that it was probably jiaoqiu who poisoned him but sdhfuf. this MEANS that hoolay drank JIAOQIUS BLOOD?!?!?!?!? is he DEAD??? )

also i HATE the hoolay fight im struggling so bad ahuisdhdisuad

YANQING LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO (boutta trigger hoolays jingliu trauma)

im sorry for accusing you of being a disguised borisin, sparkle traumatized me ok (and im sorry for pinching your cheeks in 2.4 being cautious of if you were a fake but also i didnt know that was what that option meant)

you were just acting really weird so i got stressed but LETS GOOOO

WHAT WE'RE FIGHTING HIM AGAIN????? YOURE FUCKING WITH ME

oh shit feixiao boss fight

heyy her character. trailer?? i think thats what it was called teased this. like cause she got drunk and couldnt recognize jing yuan and fought him (briefly)

YANQING FUCKING POPPED OFF THIS STORY

i (think) all thats left is feixiao boss fight that we saw in the livestream

some stuff. ill do wardance later. but im gonna end this post here. havent gotten to the end but i dont think ill have anything else to share and i dont have space here anyway so brr

OH FINALLY I CAN ACCESS DIFFICULTY MODES

AND YOU CAN CHOOSE THEM WHILE IN STORY OH THANK FUCK casual mode my precious

okay we figfhting preceptor oh

dan heng: the oath of the alliance doesnt matter to me because im not a part of the alliance anymore *attacks*

me using imbitior lunae dan heng in battle: uh. uh. uh. uhm. YEP

anyway jiaoqius alive (he almost died though)

he sounds so more subdued :(

HOLY SHIT HES BLIND? OH MY GOD thats both better and worse than i thought

OH MY GOD TINGYUN

i was so confused on ruan mei appearance but OH MY GOD

[quetzalpapalotl]

Genuinely makes me angry to remember how people used to bash Mairghread Scott because of the blatant misogyny (I dont' think that's still a thing, I sure hope that's the case).

Like, Scott is my least favorite writer out of her, Barber, JRo and Roche. Her comics are far from perfect, but even at her weakest she was still far better than anything from phase 1. I mean, we had a writer who straight up admitted he couldn't figure what could motivate the robots, and then there's all the stuff like racism and insensitive use of modern-day issues. None of Scotts writing choices deserved that amount of vitriol.

To be fair, Barber's stories also got a lot of hate for the crime of not being Mtmte 2, but even then, that wasn't as focused on Barber as a person as was the case with Scott.

But people loved to chew her out for what she said on twitter which was that she liked reylo and compared them to windscream. Which mmmm, okay. I know some of those shippers have misbehaved in awful ways, but did anyone had proof Scott participated on that?? No. But she's a woman who likes I ship I don't like, so she's awful. By that logic, I should start hating all Star Wars fans myself.

And like, even though she shipped windscream is not like she ever made it canon, so really what's even the issue? I'll admit most of what I dislike about her writing revolves around Starscream and that a lot of stuff with him didn't have a proper set up and felt incongruent or unearned. But her Windblade is so good! I love her, I love her arc.

She also said that because Mtmte had healthy couples, she felt like writing messier ones... so what?? All she did was have that plotline where Starscream uses Blast Off's feelings for Onslaught to get him to agree to brainwash the Combaticons. I personally think that plotlined was great and I'm so sad we couldn't get the full resolution due to the early cancelation. I also don't think the murder squad with no morals of the kill all organics faction is the place to be looking for healthy gay representation.

She also said something about how Breakdown would be considered disabled by Velocitron's obsessively thin standards, and like, I'm not going to defend the wording of that whole thing. It's just saying something that she got so much heat from that tweet when Mtmt had so much ableism in it. Like Red Alert's paranoia resulting in a suicide attempt that's completely brushed aside, Grimlock being discussed by other people to ask if it's okay to sacrifice him to get funds to do more good or like everything regarding Ten, which was frankly disgusting and I've seen like maybe 2 people comment on.

I'm not saying everyone should have been sending hate mail to JRo, but the reality is that the first woman to ever write for the Transformers comics was made public enemy no 1 by the fandom on tumblr, when her male coworkers (particulary JRo) barely got criticized for even more questionable choices. This is on top of Scott having to deal with the brunt of Simon Furman throwing a tantrum because they put girl transformers against his precious worldbuilding (which wasn't even Scott's own input, but the result of Windblade's poll), a matter that she handled with nothing but professionalism.

I just think we all need to look at ourselves and admit that this was pure misogyny.

[star-stuckwithgay]

Ticklish?

!UPDATED¡

This is my first fic so please dont judge.

𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗒：𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗒．𝖳𝗈𝗇𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄．

Tony is trying to upgrade one of his suits when he hears a certain someone hop in the lab.

“Hey Mr. Stark!“

“Hey kid,what do ya need“ He asked,still trying to work.

“Nothing.“ He said,being obvious that he wants something.

“I know you want something,you can tell me its not like I’ll lash out at you.“ Peter was embarassed because he never usually comes to Tony when he wants attention.

“Really, it’s nothing. I just came to see what you were doing. “

“I’m just working on a suit upgrade.” He said,trying to get Peter to tell him what he wants by not talking about it. Peter usually doesn’t tell Tony what he wants right away because he doesn’t wanna bother him or anything,but he eventually tells him if they’re just standing/sitting there.

“Why don’t you go hang out with Harley?” He asked,thinking that would get him to talk.

“I’m good.” He said seriously. Tony turned around to look at him.

“Okay seriously kid,I know you want something. Just tell me,it hurts that you don’t feel comfortable telling me.”

“It’s not that I don’t feel comfortable,it’s just… 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀...“ He whispered the last part.

“What was that last part?“ He asked,while Peters face was turning red as a tomato.

“It’s embarrassing!“ He raised his voice a little. Tony laughed a little,

“Juhust tell me.“ Tony patted his head but accidentally touched his neck while pulling his hand back.

“EEP!“ Peter jumped back like 1 foot away. Tony thought for a moment and then it hit him.

“Peter,are you tihicklish?“

“No!“ He said defensingly. Peters ears and neck have now turned red along with his face.

“Then whyhy are you so rehed?” He laughed,knowing he’s lying.

“It’s just hohot!” Peter said,his face burning with embarrassment. Tony snickers,

“Sure sure,then you wouldn’t mind if I tested it out right?” He said teasingly. If it were possible,Peters face would’ve turned even more red.

“Uh,I think I gotta go,I’ve already over-stayed my visit!” Peter blurts out,already sprinting away from Tony. Before he could even get a foot away from him,he feels a hand wrap around his arm,yanking him backwards.

“Oh no you don’t you little twerp!” He knocked him down to the floor and pinned his arms above his head.

“You wouldn’t lie to me right Peter?~” He teases with a poke to his side.

“EEK!” He squealed with a rather unmanly voice. Tony then squeezed his side.

“StoHOhop!” He hoped this stopped as soon as possible,or did he?

“I thought you said you weren’t ticklish Pete~” Tony was now lightly scribbling his hip.

“I’m noHOOO-“ Tony drilled his finger into Peter’s middle rib.

“You wanna finish that sentence?” He teased,making Peter squeal. As he started to get to his top rib, Peter’s laugh was getting higher.

“TohoHO clohOse!” Tony stopped and Peter was just lying there with heavy breathing and light giggles.

“Does someone have a tickle spot there?~” He teased like he was teasing a toddler. Peter’s bright blush rushed to his ears and neck, looking anywhere but Tony’s eyes.

“I think they doooo~” Peter’s blush got darker,

“And that someone is, you~” He started digging into Peter’s underarms, making him laugh like crazy, his eyes squeezed shut.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAAAA” He screamed, Bucky was a little near where they were, so he was alerted and rushed to the lab.

“What happened?!-“ He was surprised to what he saw. Tony looked up, noticing him,

“Oh hey Buck! Just trying to get this little bug to talk.” He says, now scribbling lightly. Bucky immediately pulls out his phone and starts recording.

“Just tell me what you want so bad~” He’s enjoying this just as much as Peter, and so is Bucky.

“EHEHEHEHEEEEE” He squirms, knowing he couldn’t get away. Even if he was trying.

“I am SO showing this to the whole tower later!” Bucky says making Peter try to look up at him.

“NOHOHOHO” Bucky smiles down at him sinisterly. He squeals when Tony starts poking and prodding at his sides.

“StOhOhOhOp!” He laughs, hoping this wouldn’t end as soon as he thought he would. But then Tony starts digging at Peter’s hips.

“AHahAh! 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵” He stops, his jaw hanging wide open while also smiling. And Bucky is just laughing his ass off in the back.

“Thahahat is a nehehew souhond.” Peter lies there with his face as red as a tomato. Giggles still spilling out of his mouth.

“Sh-shuhut uhup man!” He says while pushing his face. Bucky stops recording and runs away still laughing,

“Saham! Hey Samhm!”

“Noho! Mr.Stahark get ohoff so I can get hihim!” Peter laughs, trying to get up.

“Sorry, no can do.” He says, then starts digging into his sides.

“NoHoHo! Mr.StAHahark!” Tony ignores him and keeps going.

“You stihill haven’t told me whyhy you can into my lahab!” He laughs, making Peter cover his blushy face.

“Dohont cover your cuhute little fahace!” He says, then tickling his underarms.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!!” He really didn’t want to tell him why since he was so embarrassed, plus he didn’t really want this to end either.

“You gonna tell me why now?” But then again, he couldn’t STAND the teasing.

“OKAYAY OKAYAY ILL TAHAHAHALK!” Tony stops, looking at him with a teasing questioning look. Peter lays there giggling trying to catch his breath.

“Ihi just.. wahanted attention…” He whispered the last part.

“What was that?”

“I wanted attention!” He yells, with bright blush on his face. Tony chuckles with an adored look on him.

“You could’ve juhust asked bahambino.” He lets up, with Peter covering his face in a tiny ball.

“You have nohothing to be embarrassed about Pete.” He smiles at him. Peter slowly uncovers his VERY blushy face.

“I didn’t wanna bug you..” He says quietly, making Tony’s heart break from adorable-ness.

“Yohou could never bug mehe bud. That’s vehery adorable.” Peter’s blush darkens.

After that, they come upstairs to find Bucky and Sam laughing at Bucky’s phone and hearing Peter’s loud laugh coming from it. God, they were gonna tease him so bad for this.

FINALLY FUCKING DONE! AFTER MONTHS.

[fosermi]

since animation is literally your major, is there any details from the Sonic X Shadow generations clip we saw today that you might want to talk about?

OK SO major spoilers under the cut for the preview of the Sonic x Shadow gen prolouge

i was WAY too busy fangirling to give a proper analysis BUT when it does come out fully i might just do one, also please take note im still in my second year of studying to be an animator so these are purely my opinion. for now i can point out a few things that i genuinely want to talk about.

first thing that stood out to me was that 2D-3D style of animation, definitely something i dont think we've seen be done for the franchise before (correct me if im wrong) and it reminds me so much of RWBY in a way. There were some bits that, to me, looked choppy BUT THEN AGAIN those were the parts that needed to be choppy for emphasis reasons, specifically it was at the start where Shadow is having some sort of break down. its obvious from how choppy his movements are in comparison to the smoothness of the rest of the preview that shadow was genuinely shaking. with that 2D-3D style that choppyness looks janky as fuck but its so perfect for conveying how uptight and bottled up shadow's emotions are. its so hard to try and capture what im saying but trust me its there!!

second thing i wanna point out are the camera angles. they shift so much to serve the dramatization of the scenes and its so ✨JUICY✨like i shit you not, i cant stop staring at the different camera angles and going "oooohhh ahhhhh" and trying to rationalize the reasoning for those angles because HOLY SHIT they're so good and they actually do serve a really good cinematic purpose!! its easy for people to get lost in the changing of perspectives and camera angles but this? oh this does it so good that it actually drives the plot FORWARD instead of it seeming like separate scenes mashed together.

third thing I'll point out is the scene color shifts. when doing something cinematic, ambiance is key. so when the scene shifted from this soft and comforting blue hues

to this eerie red so suddenly with our only warning being a slight shaking of the screen??

that made it such a surprise that it gets the viewer on alert!! a good thing!!!

now i can go on and on about the different colors for each scene but let me just touch up on this one scene in specific:

it quickly goes from hopeful gold/good light to ominous black/no light, very contrasting, which can mean oh so many things... most notably; maria's hope vs shadow's resolve.

fourth thing ill touch up on are the frames where shadow runs. specifically the one where he runs out of frame from maria.

we get almost 1 frame of a model and then...

these frames here? chefs kiss, perfect. showing us just how fast shadow really is, so fast that we the light from his airshoes doesnt catch up until a fraction of a second later!!! even the glow in the doorway changes to reflect that short millisecond split.

fifth thing ill point out and its a small little thing thats making me absolutely rabid:

he fucking glows.

and yeah, sure, you can argue that its bounce light, its most probably is bounce light since its under harsh light conditions BUT if that was the case the glow wouldnt be this vibrant of a shade and it would give an aura and not specifically on his markings. just a little thing i noticed that i will get to screaming about when i post this.

last thing i wanna touch up on is the sound effects. they were just so very crunchy and pared up with the animation style?? oh it was delicious!! i have some issues with the lip sync but then again they were trying to go for an anime/western cartoon hybrid style here so its bound to be off on the lip sync.

anyway, thanks for listening to my silly ramblings, its nothing too impressive just a fangirl fangirling. now if you'll excuse me, ill go scream to the eclipse nation about glowing hedgehog.

[they-reap-what-we-sow]

20 questions for writers

thank you for the tag @fanfictiongreenirises I finally managed to finish a tag game!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

168- with 44 podfics and the rest are regular fics!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

346,848. unfathomable number who is she where did she come from

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Batman (Batfam) my love my life, but 9-1-1 is a close second with one-offs for a lot of my other passing interests.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Floppy Bird - crack fic that was meant to be an angst fic that I never understood why people liked so much asfhjs

cocoa on a cold night - a classic timby holiday fic that I wrote in the middle of summer, talk about environmental storytelling

secrets un(revealed) - the only purposeful long fic I've ever written, and also the most trope mashing I've ever done with reverse robins, magical realism au, and delicious delicious miscommunications (in my head the only fic that deserves to be in the top five :wheeze: )

Eggshells - vent fic alert !! very embarrassing that people like this I try not to think about it ":)

taking the blade (for you and yours) - a round robin fic written with the server and CHOCK full of Damian suffering.

5. Do you respond to comments?

NO PICTURES. NO COMMENT. I DONT KNOW HOW TO READ.

no jk jk I really really try to but once I start getting behind it's just a whole spiral. these days I have a better chance of replying to a comment on an old fic than a brand new one because I dont want leave them half replied

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

any of my death fics probably? I think with DC a death is a little more inconsequential than other fandoms just because of how often it's unpermanent, so as a concrete answer, I'll say for you (i would cross the line). nothing quite like parental grief.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

happy ending wink-wonk or XD

probably Who The Hell Is Red Hood? - I've done things there with growth and healing that DC HQ would shudder to imagine

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not regularly, thank everything, but the one controversial three-some I posted needed comment regulation lmao

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes and uh, the kinky kind? idk take a look for yourselves I guess

10. Do you write crossovers?

Yes, and they're ALWAYS unserious- Buck from 9-1-1 dating Emma from Friends (yes Ross and Rachel's kid) anyone?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Uh, not by a person? as far as I know? but I have found my fic on those like, document websites??? which is weird lmao just read them on your phones guys not everything needs to be uploaded

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

weee yes! round robin my beloved, and also every fic @canonicallyshort and I have written in our threads. those count. to me. emotionally.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I WILL GO DOWN WITH MY MULTISHIP (which really means I'm never going down at all) but really I dont think I will ever get over Merthur... or Buddie... or- you see what I mean?

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

oh god I have so many wip that I am holding out hope for but my biggest WIP is an unpublished hellhole affectionately entitled "Death Pit" by everyone who is working on it- most notably because it features a literal Death Pit, every horror, angst, whump, and trauma trope you can think of, and a cast of characters and a plot thread so long we have 20+ page outline documents that aren't even fully updated... I shudder to think what will become of it one day, I imagine sentience isn't very far off

16. What are your writing strengths?

why is this an interview question. I dont know my strengths really?? um. I have good ideas, that one I'll say. execution is a different story (likely one that will never get told. like the rest of my good ideas)

I also think I do fairly well with scene descriptors. I really like to set a scene because I'm seeing a movie in my head and you all should too!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I'm down to clown globally! I dont like to use google translate though, so if im writing in another language it's only because SOMEONE on the server is a native speaker and can vouch for my text.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

oh god one direction. head in hands. it was an 'adopted by 1d' fic that I made my mom beta, and turned it in to my 6th grade English teacher as my creative writing assignment. then I made a poem about it. then I wrote a song about it. thankfully it never got published and is trapped in the cursed purple file folder it was 'hidden' in since 7th grade. my first published fic was almost 7 years later with a Gomens fic!

20. Favourite fic you've written?

AHh um. favorite child scene here, but top contenders include: lithium + 5 for its graphic design and medical accuracy, fiery veins on speechless days for its emotional whump that makes me hurt every time I reread it, [PODFIC] wither on the shore which is not a fic I wrote but one of my favorite podfics of @silk-scarlet-ribbons 's works.

tagging (if you wish to participate!) @canonicallyshort @silverandsunflowers @selkienight60 @crows-murder

[batbirdies]

For the wip ask game how about the cuddle pollen one?

This fic has give me nothing but grief lol. I struggled with it so hard and finally tabled it for some future date when my brain might figure out what to do with it.

But basically the plot was that there’s an Arkham breakout, but so far no one has actually escaped the asylum, just their cells, so it’s all hands on deck, all the bats are inside Arkham trying to get everyone back in their cells before they can get out into Gotham proper and cause major problems.

Bane is one of the escapees, on the hunt for his venom that is stored in some evidence lockup/lab somewhere on the premises along with all the other rogues weird stuff including Ivys pollen.

Bane gets the venom, but he also gets exposed to Ivy’s pollen. You can imagine just how incredibly dangerous this would be!

Tim ends up the one that finds him (unknowing that it’s him) and is almost crushed to death by Bane on pollen. Jason shows up to save Tim but the situation is bad, Tim is injured and now also exposed to the pollen and Jason can’t defend them both and get Tim out of there fast enough. The wing of the hospital they’re in is under renovations and they end up locking themselves in one of the cells for protection from Bane, who is so affected by the pollen he’s no longer trying to escape, just trying to get to the nearest bodies.

The rest of the fic is where I got stuck lol, so I don’t fully know what I would do with the rest but here have a snippet of what’s written:

Tim can’t move. He can’t move and he can’t breathe and the pressure around his ribs is steadily increasing to a point of utter and complete animalistic panic. His hands turn to claws and the knife, still clutched in his left, stabs over and over in tiny, shallow jabs against venom enhanced muscles that barely feel fucking pain to begin with.

He feels one of his ribs crack, hears the dull noise in his head like opening a fucking water bottle and screams, muffled into sweat soaked nylon. His brain is full of static, pain, panic, he’s going to die if he can’t get out of this hold or alert the others.

But his arms are trapped at his sides. His vision is starting to go, sparks flashing in his brain.

He can’t get out of this hold.

He’s going to die—

gunfire sounds somewhere above him and Bane lets out an animalistic scream. Tim feels it more than hears it, in the clenching of his chest, the massive boa constrictor around his ribs tightens and he blacks out for a moment.

He feels a yank on his leg, blackness, sees a flash of gunfire, blinding in his nightvision lenses, blackness, startles and screams when he lands on the ground in a heap, blacks out.

A fist in the back of his uniform, dragging him by the neck, cutting into his throat.

“Red get up! Get up! Respond now!”

He chokes, goes tense, tries to get his feet under him as a gun goes off behind him. But he feels like a newborn baby with noodle legs, and his entire torso feels like a cracked egg. He’s being dragged very fast. Full speed even, and the jerking up and down of it has him choking, dragging his arms up to hold onto the neck of his uniform and stop it from pressing into his throat. Catches sight of the sparkles all over his arms and has a moment where it all clicks. Bane’s odd silence up to now, the heavy breathing, the hugging him to his body instead of just trying to rip him limb from limb.

Shit. Shit.

“dont—“

“What? What? Red?! Don’t what?!”

It’s red hood thats dragging him, Jason, one arm extended behind him with a gun when Tim manages to crane his neck to look up, the other gripping the back of tim’s uniform and careening down the hall with him. They round a corner after three shots, shooting through a sheet of clear plastic into a wing thats clearly under construction.

“Don’t let him—don’t let him touch you,” tim manages to wheeze, still trying ot get his feet under him, but Jason’s going too fast for him to get his legs moving right.

“That’s the idea!” Jason shouts back, firing off two more shots and letting out a strangled noise of distress as Bane comes barreling around the corner after them.

[allieda]

ok since im done transformers generation 1 seasons 1-3 i said (at some point) earlier that i was gonna list some favorite episodes from transformers g1. this is my TOP TEN in NO SPECIFIC ORDER with some SHORT REASONS AND PERSONAL THOUGHTS!

fire in the sky - this was the episode that actually made me start to pay serious attention to the show during season 1 as it is strangely compelling. the skyfire and starscream unrepairable estranged friendship dynamic is a classic what else is there to say?

autobot spike - slightly unsettling episode where the token human companion gets his mind put in a machine. very fun concept and the execution is also rather effective. some very good megatron moments where he manipulates spike. is also the season 2 opener episode.

the master builder - grapple experiences an intense case of artistic hubris as he teams up with the constructicons to build a metaphorical 'tower of babil'. i worded this rather seriously. its not even that serious? its good though. i like grapple's personality a lot.

auto-berserk - red alert has an intense paranoid breakdown and teams up with starscream out of genuine terror for his own life. really fun plot with some delightful character moments.

a decepticon raider in king arthur's court - just as funny as it sounds. some autobots and decepticons get transported into medieval times. its really hysterical. the ending is also incredibly funny.

surprise party - super cute episode. daniel and wheelie (the youngster characters) want to find out ultra magnus' birth date so they can plan an eventual birthday party for him. hijicks ensue. they get kidnapped by the decepticons. its just really funny and cute.

webworld - galvatron is shipped off to a 'therapy planet' due to his volatile madness and some sort of bizarre analysis and parody of psychiatric fields takes place. absolutely fascinating episode for analysis. cyclonus is really good in this one.

nightmare planet - i dont have elaborate reasoning for this one i just think this is a really good episode in the case that it shows rodimus' kindness and genuinity. hes a sweetheart in this one. also i like the dream stuff. it's good fun!

five faces of darkness part 1-5 - season 3's huge 5-parter intro. fun establishment of the season 3's core main cast (who are extremely fun characters) with some really fun moments and lines.

prime target - optimus prime gets challenged by a hunter and he accepts the challenge. extremely hysterical episode. if you want to optimus get very pissed off and annoyed this is the one you should see

SPECIAL MENTIONS: starscream's ghost (all time classic. i love octane.), call of the primitives (has a really striking art style change and animation moments), the burden hardest to bear (all time classic rodimus episode), microbots (theres a scene when the decepticons get drunk as fuckkkk), the god gambit (astrotrain plays god to a bunch of aliens, which i personally really found fun), desertion of the dinobots two-parter (i am a huge fan of when the humans get to run around and do stuff).

[unlikelyruinslight]

UNWATED PARTNERSHIP

"Did you catch them?" Ask Hot Rod as he look around making sure no one follow them

"Oh we did catch them, but im not sure if they are alive, you know after we scared the living out of them"

Hound said his retro mirrow reflector the two small orgánics in the back sits uncouncious

"Did we really had to take them?" Ask Drift unsure of their leader idea

"Trust me, they are safer with us than they are on their own, we can protect them"

Hot Rod explain trying to calm his team nerves

"I dont think Drift is worry about them"

Red alerta spoke still unsure of the former decepticon who only look away arms cross

"They will be of great help to us with exploring since the infected dont register them so easly"

"IF they even wanna help" Red alert dissagree

"Red alert you are killing me with the negativity, why dont you try and conect with the ark?"

Hot Rod ask as Red alert vents huff leaving the room while muttering things under his breath that fell in to deaf ears of his companions

Their most resent companion leaving the safe zone as well

"Shouldn't we check on the organics?" Hound broke the silent that had form in the room

"Oh yeah...well do we have to? We should let them sleep, Optimus has mention how cranky they get when they dont get their stasis nap" Hot Rod smile nervous

"Then we will have to apologize" Hound added as his final stand

"Ok let them out" Hot Rod sigh in defeat knowing that whatever he choose didn't matter much at this point

Not waiting another second Hound transform the three tiny figures covering his whole palm

"Wow they aren't as small as they seem"

Hound murmur to himself more than to his captain

He let their limp forms in the nearest table

"Now what?" Hound ask clearly worried

Hot Rod stay silent, he didn't know anything about organics, Prime was the organic expert...and also he didn't had a medic

Maybe he should contact Prime...

But if he did the other would never take him seriously, any difficulty they face the others would doubt him and request to ask Prime

Both stare at the humans in silent

Hound stare at his temporal leader watching disasociete clearly not knowing what to do

Hound took one of his digits close to poke one of the human's side, like how a person would poke a opossum with a stick to check if it is really dead

And just one when his digit made the slightest contact with the tiny organic

AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

A tiny yet ear rining sreeach came out of the tiny female her scream echoing in the empty base along with their screaming

Hot Rod's flames shot out after being scared out of his mind, Hound bearly had time to tackle him down before his flames hurt anyone on accident

"NOOOO PLEASE DONT HURT MEEEE!"

The tiny organic female started to cried loudly while the another took their hand and try to ran away

"No, No wait we are not going to hurt you!"

Hound quickly stood up and went after the tiny ornganics that didn't doubt in jumping off the table they had been put on

Hound quickly jump and watch them in their servos smiling nervous but the organic who seem to have taken the lead im their escape only give him a glare full of disgust before jumping off his servos before he could close them

Both ran towards the exit before one Rodimus flames block their path making them stop with a squeal

"Im sorry small organics but we cant allow you to leave, belive me its for your own good" Hot Rod smiled standing before them and the flames

Hound took this oportunity and catch both humans who scream and trash in his hold

"NOOOO PLEASE I DONT WANT TO LIFE I STILL WANNA BE HUMAN, I HAVENT GOTTEN A BOYFRIEND YET" The Long haired organic cried

"Ughg..." the other growl before slaming her fist on Hound digits "MARIVI SHUT UP"

She bark out making the other one cover her mouth in an attempt to stiffle her cries

"Hey not cool" Hot Rod feeling bad for the long hair one

"QUIET!!"

She bark out at him almost making him flinch, her voice reminded him of Prowl whenever one of his plans didn't work, he was glad this organic was small and weak

Otherwise he was sure she would have flip Hound around and mould him next

"I liked you more when you were uncouncious"

Hot Rod added only getting a fulminating stare that would make him molten scrap if she could

"Uh Hot rod weren't here three humans?" Hound said looking now at the empty table

"Oh come on, Red alert is going to freak out so bad if he sees any organic near him" Hot Rod vent out frustrated

[ofintrusions]

Oh, is that SASHA “BLAYZE” KING? I heard the THIRTY EIGHT year old is ALERT. But don’t let that pretty face fool you, they are also DANGEROUS. Makes sense seeing how they are a HITMAN in the CRIMSONS. tw: mentions death of loved one and a kid [not in detail tho!]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒 ;

Name: Sasha King

Nicknames/Alias: Blayze

Age: 38

DOB: October 30th

Zodiac: Scorpio

Gender: cisfemale

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: pansexual

Tattoos: dragon (dont ask me placement i cant decide rn)

Piercings: Ears

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 ;

Favorite Song: Demons by Doja Cat

Traits: Alert, loyal, fearless, calculating, adaptable, vengeful, dangerous, irritable, violent

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral, toeing evil

Deadly Sin: Wrath

Pinterest - tba

𝐁𝐈𝐎 ;

Born into a family of Crimsons dating back to the Chicago days, the King’s of course followed the gang to New York once the move was made.

Sasha, or Blayze as she goes by, wasn’t a planned pregnancy in the slightest but welcomed into the world nonetheless despite the initial hesitancy from her parents.

Her mother wasn’t too happy with having to take a step back from her duties but she’d dealt with it regardless.

From an early age she was taught the importance of education and knowledge, not just academically of course. She’d been her parent’s little protege, girls her age were playing house and with Barbie’s while she was far more interested in training.

It started off with simple martial arts and fighting tactics, blocking hits, to learning how to defend herself and take hits of all sorts.

Once that had been achieved, which was far easier as she’d been eager to please, she could go onto learning how to break people in turn: torture techniques, how to break people psyches and probe for valuable information.

She wasn’t necessarily the best at making friends when it came to school but that didn’t matter when she knew the type of life she’d be fully immersing herself into once she was 18.

Naturally, she’d continue the path of the crimson life. She started off in the low ranks despite how good they knew she’d be getting her hands dirty. Blayze was eager to become a hit woman but her parents knew she’d need to earn it, too much eagerness could make you reckless and recklessness would get you killed.

But she did earn it, because of course she did. And she continues to enjoy being sent off on a job, it’s like a little game to her and she enjoys the thrill of the hunt.

Her parents would’ve wanted her to strive for more but Blayze wasn't interested in never interested in taking on more and being a leader, she doesn’t have the patience or needed charisma for dealing with all the members. Although most of the crimsons are considered family, Blayze still keeps a guard up and doesn't just trust them all blindly, her parents taught her that. Anyone could betray her or the gang at any given moment.

With her line of work, making friends and getting close to people outside of the crimsons isn’t easy. Not that she exactly tries either but there have been times where that hard shell was cracked.

Somewhere along the her late twenties she’d fallen for a woman— a single mom who works two jobs (literally) and a kid that wasn’t too bad. It was a surprise even to herself and although she’d done her best to keep them private and hidden from the life she led, they were killed in retaliation to something she’d done. Blayze has never forgiven herself for that.

The second time she’d let someone in was fairly recent. Around a year or so ago. It was hot and fun, someone she would’ve liked to keep around for the good sex and maybe more and good company, they matched each others freak well but that very much backfired on her when she found out he was on an entirely different side to hers. Additionally, he’d interfered with one of her jobs. Blayze rarely ever misses or fails, so when she does, it’s a huge fucking deal to her. It’s fine though, she’d taken her frustrations out on him and left him to die… or did she? She loves a good game.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ;

Mostly known as Blayze, thats how she introduces herself most often than not. Only those close to her would know her first name, Sasha’s a bit too personal, something reserved for those she cares about. Where does Blayze come from? Being a pyromaniac, idk, what? Are you a fucking cop??????

Terrible cook, don’t look at her fucking fridge there’s not much in there

Surprisingly not terrible with kids. However, that doesn’t mean she’s gonna be babysitting anytime soon

She’s ambidextrous

Keeps her place clean and neat all of the time, nothing is ever out of place