#outt of memory

[koqen]

⠀⠀why can’t life always be this easy?

[ofovertime]

@praeteritus-memories for gojo.

"as your -- Hu--Hus--Husband. I think I have a say in what we buy right? So I don't we should buy that thing... " he paused and sighed a bit. " To be fair I would rather you spend the money on a dumb anime figure than that weird thing."

[hinge]

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[kxsagi]

i’ve been wanting to request so bad but i have 12 hours of school a day🙁. finally got the chance bc of a saturday so i want to request a rin x reader.

basically rin and reader are married. rin gets in an accident and looses his memories of his time with reader. when his parents tell him he’s married he FREAKS OUTT. he says he wants to divorce but gets interrupted when reader arrives and he falls in love with her at first sight (again) and he acts super flustered when his parents tell she’s his wife.

“𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭”

a/n: I LOVEEE THIS TROPE/PLOT SO MUCH

i apologize if rin seems ooc, but like... it's YOU he's flustered over and allat

rin didn’t know what hurt more – the pounding headache, or the way his chest constricted every time someone asked, “do you remember?” 

he didn’t. 

he remembered his name. he remembered his parents. he remembered how many goals he scored last season. but everything else, the flashes of something soft, of someone laughing at his side, the smell of strawberries on his hoodie, it was like chasing smoke. 

“you’re married, rin,” his mother said gently, her fingers clutching the sleeve of her coat. “you’ve been married for a little over a year.” 

“what?” he shot upright, ignoring the way his IV tugged slightly. “married?! no. no way. absolutely not.” 

his father sighed like he saw this coming. 

“don’t joke like that,” rin muttered, visibly uncomfortable. “why the hell would i be married? who did you even let me marry?” 

“someone who loves you,” his mother snapped, glaring now. “and someone you loved enough to propose to with a ring you hid in your sock for three days.” 

rin looked like someone just told him he’d willingly eaten a tomato. “nope. nope. i want a divorce.” 

“you can’t just say that–” his father started. 

“watch me.” 

he flung off the blanket dramatically, then winced because he forgot about his leg cast. “whoever she is, she’s probably sweet and soft-spoken and wears those cutesy earrings that make me want to die. i probably write her poems or some shit. gosh, am i down bad? tell me i’m not down bad.” 

“you’re down bad,” his mother said flatly. 

“i’m gonna be sick.” 

“you have a type,” his father added unhelpfully. 

“what kind of type?” 

“she teases you. calls you rinnie. makes you eat vegetables.” 

“stop talking.” 

and just as he was about to spiral deeper into his identity crisis, the door opened. 

rin’s mouth parted. 

you stepped in with a grocery bag in your hands, looking a little rushed, a little worried, and a lot like you belonged right there, beside him. your hair was slightly messy, your shirt too big, and there was a band-aid on your thumb from what looked like a kitchen mishap. 

but to rin, you were beautiful. 

you were the kind of beautiful that made his ears go red, his brain short-circuit, and his hand instinctively reach up to fix his hair. 

“hey,” you breathed, smiling so gently it made something ache in him. “how’re you feeling?” 

“uh.” 

oh no. 

“you okay?” 

“you’re…” he swallowed, face rapidly turning pink. “hi.” 

you blinked. “hi?” 

“who–” he cleared his throat, avoiding his parents’ curious eyes. “who are you?” 

you froze for a second. his mother stepped in, “this is your wife, rin.” 

he promptly choked on air. “wife?!” 

you blinked again. “... do you not remember me?” 

“no, no, i don’t, but like– wait, you’re my wife?” he stared at your hand, then his own, like a wedding ring might appear and smite him. 

“yes,” his mother said, watching him with poorly hidden amusement. “and you were just asking to divorce her five minutes ago.” 

“i– WHAT– NO, I–” 

he turned to you, mortified. “i didn’t mean that! i didn’t know you were– i thought you were gonna be– i mean, you are– but not in a bad way–” 

you raised a brow. “what did you think i’d be like?” 

he immediately shut up. you looked at him for a long moment. then walked over and sat beside his bed, folding your arms. 

“so. you want to divorce me?” 

“no!” he said a bit too fast. “gosh, no. i mean– i don’t know you, technically. but also i feel like i do? like i saw you and my heart went boom and now i’m sweating and i don’t know what i’m saying anymore.” 

his face was burning. he looked like a kicked puppy. “please don’t hate me.” 

you tried to bite back your grin. “i could never hate you, rinnie.” 

he groaned and flopped back into the pillows. “oh my gosh, you do call me that. i’m doomed.” 

you leaned over and tucked a piece of hair out of his face. his eyes widened like he couldn’t believe you were allowed to touch him like that. 

“so…” you whispered. “you fell in love with me again?” 

“don’t say it like that,” he mumbled, cheeks flushed. “you make it sound like i’m in a romance drama.” 

“but you are, love.” 

he blinked. “you called me love.” 

“you like when i call you love.” 

his ears went red. 

“you’re evil,” he muttered, covering his face with his hands. “you’re my type exactly and i hate it.” 

you giggled, brushing your fingers against his knuckles. “i’ll reintroduce myself properly, if you’d like.” 

he peeked at you through his fingers. “yeah,” he said quietly. “please do.” 

so you did. 

and two weeks later, when rin still hadn’t remembered anything. but was suddenly insisting you share his bed because “you always used to sleep here, right?”, his mother just smiled knowingly. 

“what?” rin snapped. 

“nothing,” she hummed. “just watching you fall in love with your wife all over again.” 

“shut up.” 

“he totally is,” you whispered, smug. 

“you shut up, too.” 

“you’re blushing again.” 

“divorce,” he hissed, hiding his face in your shoulder. 

but he held your hand tighter, like he never wanted to let go. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[esmedelacroix]

minors gtfo . i need y/n to step on toxic!sukuna's neck and not be a doormat for a sec .

Angry feminist bitch!reader who ghosted toxic!sukuna after they hooked up on their first date.

Don't be mistaken, it wasn't for no reason. Angry feminist bitch!reader was shocked by Sukuna’s lack of after care, she simply had to remove herself from the situation. I mean did you expect him to kiss you and tell you he loved you? Hell no. But after the delicious pounding you were given, a pat on the back or carrying you to the toilet would have been fine.

You realized then and there that Sukuna had lied. He didn’t want a genuine relationship. You didn’t know why you thought you would meet a guy who was serious about you on a dating app anyway. It was unfortunate because you had had the best sex of your life.

You were gripping the sheets as he pounded you from the back. He spanked you and pulled your hair and you were loving every second. You felt fireworks ignite in your stomach as he played with your clit which had you coming undone on his fat cock. The sexual attraction and his lust was perceived to you as a 'spark.' You promised yourself you wouldn't make that mistake again.

Angry feminist bitch!reader who left Sukuna’s apartment the moment she realized he was a piece of shit who didn’t know how treat a woman right. No after care was already a red flag. Then there was the multiple times in the bar he addressed you as ‘woman’ instead of your fucking name.

Toxic!sukuna who found himself randomly thinking about you whenever he went back to that same bar he took you to. His tastes had changed. You and that attitude of yours had blown him away. You ruined him in just one night. You and your tight, wet little cunt.

Convincing himself he wasn't hooked on you, he looked for women with your height, your eyes, or your hair; yet he couldn’t find one that was just right. They were beautiful but they weren’t you. Especially in the bedroom. You were a little brat. Not afraid to defy him. Fucking yourself back on him and misbehaving even after he slapped your ass just so he'd do it harder.

His dick jumped in his jeans when you told him off for ordering your food for you. "I'm perfectly capable of speaking for myself," you snapped. You then proceeded to order the exact menu item he had chosen for you. Or the time when he also tried to order you a fruity cocktail and you rolled your eyes just looking to the bartender who apparently knew you well and slid you a scotch and soda.

After failing his search for a carbon copy of you on the dating apps where he usually found women to fuck and ghost, he sat alone at the bar picking at a blooming onion. "Trouble in paradise, player?" the bartender asked sliding him a pint of Guinness(you called it liquid shit on your date).

Sukuna slightly smiled to himself at that memory of you. "Yeah, I fumbled man," he admitted.

"I figured, after your date with _____ went south and you kept comin' in with girls that somewhat looked like her," he chuckled.

"Why are you so observant?" he scoffed pouting to himself. Toji shrugged in response.

"Bartender thing. We know it all."

"You probably know how to win her back too," Sukuna assumed.

"Maybe."

"Tell me man, do me a solid," Sukuna insisted.

"I don't know dude, I see how you move. I just don't want you to break her heart. She's my friend you know," Toji explained. Toji had heard all the tales about Ryomen from the drunk women that would come in and wail about him. He heard about the no after care. He knew about the ghosting. He knew he only called the girls he 'dated' when he wanted to fuck. He knew he talked to women with zero respect. He didn't want you to get hurt(he knew you wouldn't let that happen) and wanted to be a supportive friend.

"Well she still went back to my place after. She must have liked something about me. You could argue I made her happy," Sukuna claimed with his arms crossed.

Toji chuckled at that, "That woman loves sex. She probably just wanted an orgasm outta ya. She's also getting closer and closer to misandry because of guys like you so just give up on her. She's too good for you."

"Hearing that from you, one would think you like her," Sukuna accused.

"Well of course I do. She's like a star. She's so far above me, I'm content with just watching her shine, hoping that one day I could be one too," he mused.

After hearing a big tough guy like Toji's poetic ass hogwash he knew he wasn't nearly man enough to be worthy of you. So he couldn't help be shocked when you answered one of his stupid spontaneous texts that night. Sukuna had begged you for a redo on your date again and you had finally answered, 'fine,’ after the 80th try. Angry feminist bitch!reader who just couldn’t help herself. So, he was a misogynistic shit head; the dick was too good. Besides, you could change him.

. . .

a/n: shall I continue ? lmk cus this was just word vomit .

[mangionebabymama]

hear me outt

luigi x clumsy gf

I can so picture him having to mindlessly guide her through the halls and hold her close in case something happens. He's always scowling at the bruises and scratches on her body from stupid things like tripping and skidding her knee, or hitting her head on a sharp corner. He would verbally chastise, not to hurt you, but to express his concern and dislike for seeing you in pain. he would always have a bandaid in his pocket, ready to pull one out and plaster it on your knee.

you guys would be walking and you would loose your balance, spilling half of your starbucks on your shirt. the two of you would still for a moment, remaining silent. you would look down your shirt, eyeing the stain as it seeped through the fabric. youd start laughing, taking luigi by surprise. "at least it smells nice" you shrugged with a soft smile on your face, drunk on life. to him, you were a breath of fresh air, going as the wind led you and taking things as they come. he would watch you lovingly as you sipped the remnants of the drink and tossed it out, unfazed. that was one of his favorite things about you.

could you tell i love commas? lol. anyway i got a bit carried away but like am i reaching or do you see it too??

Anon, have you not read my anons and my works? A comma hates to see me coming. I love this!

As a semi-clumsy gal myself, and who grew up as one predominantly in my adolescence, I've never felt so SEEN. You aren't reaching, and I do see this. I love how she'd probably always drop or spill her food or drink on her clothes when they're out at a restaurant or something. At some point, when she's become unfazed by it and doesn't care if it affects her appearance, he would be unfazed, too, because that would be the least of his worries. As long she's enjoying something delicious and it brings her the joy of having good food, it doesn't matter if it ends up on her and leaves a stain. You can always wash a stain away, but not a memory of enjoying something.

If she formed a new bruise, but didn't notice it right away until he would notice it and he'd point out and tilt his head, asking, "Now baby, how did you get this one?" to which she just shrugs and doesn't care much anymore

[kaiispost]

Charles Leclerc x artist!male reader

Fake Media | Face Claim: no one | y/n is a pop artist

announcement: i’m officially back for a lil while

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yourinstagram you can take me hot to go!!

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charlesleclerc watching me win?

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ferrari so let’s ride!

f1 vroom 🏎️ 💨

charlifanxcx collab with charli when?

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charlixcx the 360 remix with yourstagename out this friday.

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yourinstagram can’t wait for them to hear it…

spotify they ain’t ready

theshaderoom thot daughter and gay son 😭

charlesleclerc brat summer and it’s the same but i’m in the music video so it’s not

taylorswift can’t wait to hear yourstagename

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yourinstagram i’m everywhere i’m so julia!

applemusic oh absolutely!

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ynfan1 wait so it’s basically confirmed?😭

leclercxyourname yess omgg!!! also him sitting infront of yourname’s piano?

charlixcx literally their fav reference 🥲

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sza this is going to be such an epic record

f1 bumpin that beat!

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yourinstagram the 360 remix with me out now everywhere! thank you to everyone who was in the music video, it was fun :)

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charlixcx thank you for being on the remix

yourinstagram omg it was so fun to record, the bts is crazy.

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charlesleclerc that was so fun to film, especially the the aftermath 😉

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arianagrande made so many core memories

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ynhater2 ewww this is gross, i thought the f1 was safe… i guess not🤢

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f1fanpage OMGONGOGMOMG

sza ugh so happy for themmm

normalpeople32 god no, THEY got charles

christonly1 can we not promote this behaviour?

ylnstarsign this is so hot

yourlocalchurch god will lead him to the right path

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zendaya y’all so weird, their relationship doesn’t have any effect on you whatsoever. you people be so miserable and single, get a life.

zendaily spot on!

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yourinstagram we did it, number one on the charts! these last couple of weeks have been crazy, ily charles for going through it with me and staying with me. forever grateful ❤️‍🩹

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charlesleclerc forever yours ♾️

charlixcx WE DID ITTT ILYILYILYILY

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haterofsin i’m unfollowing, this is despicable

ynhater2 🤢 don’t shove it down our throat, it’s nasty

fanofyn these hate comments are so💀

nickjonas so glad to have been a part of this video!

[strangetimemachinebird]

OKAY SO THE G'S AND IMPULSE RIGHT??!?

I NEED YOU TO HEAR ME OUTT. SO in the lore I believe we get the knowledge about how the watchers absorb the memories(? Or was it emotions ?).

And pearl, Scott and cleo have all won one season of the life series, so we can assume that they have these memories

So imagine the three G'S (Pearl, Scott, Cleo) arguing/talking about a past season, AND IMPULSE JUST Standing IN THE CORNER BECAUSE HE Doesn't KNOW WHAT They're TALKING ABOUT😭😭

DO YOU SEE THE VISION??? PLEAS TELL ME YOU SEE THE VISION!??

[feligayzed]

SO BREAK THROUGH IT ALLLL AND DONTTTT LOOK DOWNNNNN YOU WONT FADE OUTT CAUSE THE FIRE IN YOU NEVER DIESSS IT COMES AROUNDD TO LIGHT THE FLAMEE THEY'LL KNOW YOUR NAMEEEEEE BURNED INTO TJEIR MEMORY

[its-de]

There's something i need to point outt 😗

There's a difference between hate and fear. Why am i saying that you ask?

Because i keep seeing rafayel "hates" cats, which is understandable because he literally said it dramatically in the main story, but he said that because he's unwilling to admit his fear

And after getting too deep into his character and reading one of his memories, i don't think it is really hate, it's more like ailurophobia aka fear of cats, and as a person who knows *someone who struggled with this fear and overcame it* IRL, this fear mostly comes from something like a traumatic incident or something similar that creates this anxiety and fear, it can be overcame when working on it.

Ofc everyone is different but my point isss he is ailurophobic, and he overcame that fear later when he got along with mc

He went to the cafe to play the kitty cards game *and duh cats are everywhere in that cafe*

Plus this card with the stray cat that was left by mc at his place, he was so chill about the cat and got a little upset when they parted ways because the cat got adopted.

[the-2nd-biggest-man]

howw did uu discover u were fiction kin?! :0 im curious on how u found outt :3

hihihihi!1!1!

this is a great question,, thank uu thank uu !

so,, ii can’t really put into the greatest details of how exactly ii found out but ii’ll try ! !

ii started doing research on fictionkins due to a moot on my main account being one ! because of him ii really wanted 2 learn more and try and understand everything

as ii was doing research ii found out that ii honestly related to a BUNCH of things that ii read . . . at first ii just thought ii related to the character itself and that ii WASNT a fictkin. though,, over the past few weeks of research ii began to get oddly specific memories of things that didn’t exactly look like my current life . . . got some newer memories and ii soon understood that it indeed WASNT my current life ! ! honestly,, some were sad,, and some were pretty good. did some more digging and came to the conclusion of me being a fictkin 💪 ii know so awesome right???? iim so cool

so basically everything came from research,, memories,, a TON of strange dysphoria ( in which ii forst thought was just from being trans ) and a bunch of other stuff 👍

ii guess ii was never really lying when ii said that “c!Tommy is me,, ii am him” 🥀

[the-offside-rule]

Charles Leclerc - Opposites Attract pt. 2

Part 1

Charles threw his hands up in the air as he walked up onto the podium and watching outt onto the sea of people. Third place was just about his after he tapped one of Lewis' rear tyres, causing him to spin out but luckily enough he got away with it. The Mercedes crew were not one bit happy about him and amongst those people was Y/n, the young German he had met earlier on. She for sure wasn't going out with him now. He couldn't even pay her to go out now. Charles finished up the podium celebrations and walked out into the paddock with the trophy in his hand, proud. In the corner of his eye, he spotted Y/n walking somewhere with her phone by her ear. He walked up to her, calling her name which grabbed her attention for sure. She let out a frustrated groan and tried to walk quicker. "I'll talk to you later. I have to go." she said quickly before hanging up. "Hey! Where are you going?" he asked finally catching up. "To the Mercedes hospitality. Away from the ferrari guys because one, that move was illegal and you should have got a penalty for it. You really should have Leclerc!" she spat with venom in her tone. Charles knew he should have gotten a penalty but when you get away with it, what are you supposed to do? "What exactly do you want me to do? Go and say itt was my fault?" he asked as she walked up thve steps to the door. "Maybe Charles, just maybe you should." and away she was out of sight yet again.

Charles battled with his thoughts as he walked up the steps to the stewards office. Was he really going to do this? All for the sake of some random woman he mett in the paddock? Maybe but he found himself knocking the door into the office and walking in shortly after. "Hello Charles. Congratulations on the podium. How can we help you?" Charles took a deep breath in. "Erm, I don't think you made the right decision on that incident on the last few laps between me and Lewis." He said sitting down. The stewards all sat forward, confused as they've never witnessed something like this before. "What? And you're sure?" He nodded. "Well Charles, we've already gotten a statement from Lewis and he said that he pushed too hard and made the mistake himself so are you positive that it was your fault?" Charles went through the memory in his head. He remembered exactly what happened. "I ddo think it's my fault. I really do." The stewards sat back and prepared to take Charles' statement. "Well Charles, tell us your perspective then."

Y/n sat in the garage fiddling her thumbs. They'd finished up cleaning everything and had nothing left to do so they decided to take a quick break. A sudden commotion broke out which grabbed Y/n's attention and out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a little flash of red. She looked up and saw Charles handing Lewis the trophy, a look of defeat on his face. Y/n's eyebrows knotted in confusion as she watched him. Charles' eyes kept darting back from Lewis and Y/n. Hopefully he could bring her out now. Everyone gave him a round of applause as he walked out of the garage. Y/n pushed through the crowd of the Mercedes crew, trying to find the ferrari red jacket of Charles. Charles on the other hand walked away with his hands in his pockets, kicking a pebble. He stopped as he heard an angelic voice call after him. He turned around and saw Y/n running towards him.

"Charles! Charles!" she called. He waited until she caught up with him and watched as she stood out of breath and panting. "Are you alright?" he asked. "Just....give me...a....second.....I'm....not really.....athletic."she said in-between breaths. Charles smiled. A little and waited until she spoke again. "Okay, so did the FIA tell you what you did was a bit of a dickhead move?" she smiled. Charles shook his head, which made her very confused. "So why did you give Lewis the trophy?" she asked walking with him now. "I went up and told the stewards it was my fault and then I got a five second penalty, therefore I'm fourth now, not third." Y/n looked at him in disbelief. "You actually went and told them? Why?" Charles looked back down at her and felt his heart skip a beat as the butterflies flew around his stomach. "Because at the end of the day, they're just pieces of metal. Sure they look nice and it's a good story to tell how I wmgot them but I think you're much more important than some trophy because I think you could make me a lot more happier than some cup."

Y/n couldn't response to that. She really couldn't. "Well, I'll see you around then- oh I actually never got your name." he said. "It appears so. It's weird, I've spoken to you all day and you don't even know my name." she chuckled. "I do know your name. I saw it on your badge. I just want to hear you say it." Y/n swallowed the lump in her throat and spoke again. "I'm Y/n." she said. Charles loved her name but when she said it, it sounded like- well that was the thing. He'd never felt this feeling before. "Well Y/n, I'll see you around." She watched as he walked away and stood by herself, feeling guilt in every cell of her body. She wanted to make him feel somewhat better so she'd better get to work.

Charles lay on his bed flicking through the TV channels when he heard a knock come from his door. He let out a groan and walked slowly to the door before opening it. When the door was opened, his eyes were set upon a smiling Y/n in a beautiful black dress. He was slightly confused, he had to admit. "What are you doing here?" he asked stepping out. "Well, I think we should go out and get to know each other better, just like you suggested earlier today." Charles looked at her confused. "Even after I messed up Lewis' race?" he asked. "Well, you decided to go and redeem yourself so I figured I'd return the favour." she replied. "Now go change." Charles smirked and returned into his room to change. He couldn't quite believe his luck. He was going on a date with a girl that was practically his dream girl, what he'd always wanted.

Charles returned a few minutes later in a black polo shirt with a casual jacket over it and some jeans. Y/n bit her lip to hide a smile, a horrible attempt but an attempt none the less. "Well, you clean up nicely." Y/n smiled. "You aren't too bad yourself. Now, shall we?" Y/n nodded and smiled before hooking arms with Charles and walking down the hallway with him, on their first date.

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[ask-the-four-lords]

Salvatore, what is your most precious memory from before Cadou?

Salvatore Moreau: W-w-we were ou-outt... o-on th-the water, in m-m-my boa-t. The st-stars were shiny, sh-she was s-so pretty. She, she kissed me. *Throws up acid* I l-loved her, s-so much. Sh-she didn't even recognize me! Monster! Freak! *crying loudly*

[veesbees]

PSA KEEP ME AWAY FROM MY MOMS FACEBOOK PAGE BECAUSE I WILL BE CRYING. (her facebook is literally a digital photo album and i can't take all the memories GET OUT GET OUTT)

[triage-the-doctor]

*It had been one of those nightshifts where Triage had barely anything to do...fortunately, he was on his desk, looking at old documents to pass the time as his dear husband would randomly send messages to see what he was doing. Well what was better than suddenly walking through memory path?*

"That's enough ------------ back u-----and-------med----in"

*He could barely tell what the voice on the other side of the door, it was harsh, yes, but not loud enough to understand fully. He had no idea why he was called in this place, by Society of all people too.

The door opened, and three guards made their way out before the last one shut the door instantly*

"Are you the one we have called?"

Well...you asked for Julien Jones and here I am.

"Good. The wretch is on the other side of the door."

The...wretch?

"No questions, mr. Jones, enter that room and do. your. job. We will provide payment later."

Well, actually-

"Do not. Speak further."

Okay, okay! jeez....

*As the guards left the room completely he approached the door he was supposed to enter. As his hand got close to the door-knob his ears could pick very faint sounds: growling, groaning, sometimes laments. What the hell did they want him to work on? Had they mistaken him for a vet? Sure, he had the qualifications for that too, but aiding an animal was quite r-*

holy fuck.

*he vocalized his shock as his eyes wandered over the sight before him, on the other side of the room. A man...a Jones, bound with chains to a chair, and apparently he was the source of the "animal-like" noises. That Jones looked fairly similar to the original, if it wasn't for his large, jacked, tall body that barely fit in the chair and scruff on his face he could have been easily mistaken for John. The worse part was the man being full of cuts, bruises and more injuries all over his body

The Jones looked at Triage, breathing heavily and growling, with a face that told Triage this wasn't going to be easy.*

...I see we are both-

LEAVE.

excuse me?

LEAVE. JUST LEAVE.

I- I can't leave...I won't leave... I need to cure you...okay?

*He glanced to the door, then back at the Jones*

I suppose they did this to you?

*The Jones looked down at his own body, before beginning to trash around and scream*

LET ME AT THEM! LET ME FUCKING AT THEM! I NEED TO RIP OFF THEIR SPINES! I WANT OUT! I WANT OUTT!

*Triage had to thank he had headphones on, or his ears would have began bleeding from how loud the man was*

Listen...you need to calm down, the guards are not here now...I'm here to help you...

*Triage got closer to the Jones, extending his hand, everything would have gone well if it wasn't for the Jones biting Triage's hand so hard it had actually caused a wound, through the glove.*

FUCK-ow...you got strong teeth...way too strong for a human. But strong teeth.

I'm not a human...i'm a monster...

Now that's not true! I'm sure we can work this out...! Somehow...

*He looked at his hand, blood seeping out softly , staining his glove, he quickly patched himself up and tried getting close again. But each step would get the Jones more worked up, more angry, the laments of pain almost being overwritten by snarls and growls of anger and clear hostility.*

I need to calm him down...but how...?

*He had suddenly got an idea, something that hopefully would bring the Jones to a little calm state of mind.*

🎼...there is no pain, you are receding...

...a distant ship, smoke on the horizon...🎼

*He kept getting slowly closer as the Jones' growling grew quieter, little cries of pain coming up instead*

🎼...you are only coming through in waves...

...your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying...🎼

that's it...listen to the music, focus on the melody of my voice...

*He kneeled down, gently placing his hands on his lap, humming the melody of the song*

name...?

Julien, but you can call me Triage...you?

*The Jones whimpered for a while, sobs shaking his chained body*

...Vengeance...

Focus on the melody, Vengeance...you're safe with me...

[i-am-a-lazy-mess]

so i've watched so much Mandalorian recently I can literally condure him from memory. So here's some doodles i made in history and science LMAO

Mutuals I know youre not into star wars but HEAR ME OUTT I WANT INTERACTIONSS

[hinge]

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[earako]

I don't have enough brain power for a fic rn so just ideas atm

- Jodie learning why exactly Glenn kept his distance

- Glenn was using hating Jodie as an excuse to hide just how terrified he was to continue to mess up Nick

- Glenn sighing and just...trying to process that he can never make it up to his kids and grandkid (followed by masking and urge to substance abuse again because feelings are hard)

- Glenn, at the peak of his arc, deciding that no, he can't fix things but damnit he's gonna annoy the shit outta Nick (and Jodie) into making sure Taylor breaks the damn cycle

also someone brought up Oak angst and just-

- Lark seeing Henry for the first time in years and he wants his dad to be angry and disappointed but there goes Dad with his dn gentle smile and his "Oh, my beautiful beautiful boys."

- Cue Henry learning that never letting his sons be okay with just being average seriously messed them up

- " Sparrow...why-" "BECAUSE OF YOU! You-you always made it like we were meant greater things, that we were beyond the average-" "I..I never...oh son-"

- also the numerous -numerous- scenes going into Henry's memory could be-

- Also so far its set up for Lark to be the angry one but can you imagine -Sparrow- being the one to snap and yell and throw back all of Henrys repressed anger back at him

Edit: Ooo, wait, if Autumn is still around...and then she see's Henry give his boys the same speech she have him in season 1 and it turnsnout her son turned outt exactly like her and Henry's sons got their exact brand of anger...and then theres normal who when he snaps turns to his dad, uncle, grandpa, and great grandma.in firy and just goes off about how they always waitnfor the anger to bubble up and apologize but don't actually do anything to address the anger-