#approved like i’m just like i don’t know how to react at all i’m wow like it’s been so so long of doctors mistreating me and brushing me off

[arklay]

my disability support pension got approved

[danveration]

That no-good-first-man-on-earth

Parings: Alastor x reader

Summary: Alastor opens up to you (kinda). You confront him about his cane being gone, asking what happened after the early extermination attack.

Word count: (Around) 1154

Warnings: Mention of Adam dying, mention of death, mention of Al taking someone’s soul, ummm.. yes I think that’s about it!

A/N: YES I MADE IT !! the ending might be a bit rusty but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless! :’)

It was a week or two after the early extermination attack. The hotel has gotten a bit more residents and attention due to Charlie and the original residents protecting hell and successfully winning. The hotel has gotten an upgrade, that’s for sure. Lucifer now approves of its looks, so that says something.

During the attack you noticed how Alastor disappeared for a while and came back when it was all over. It made you question what happened when he went up against Adam. He was fine, physically. But you noticed something in his eyes that changed. Of course, he still smiles the same as before.. but it doesn’t always seem like he wants to. But the biggest, most obvious thing you noticed is that his staff/cane is gone. Nobody really seemed to question it but it set off an alarm in your brain because, well, he always has it on him.

You’re currently sitting in one of the lounge chairs in the lobby of the hotel, when you see Alastor confidently stroll in. He gives the lobby a quick look all around to see who’s all in there. In which, right now it’s just you.

“Hello, my dear!” He says, smiling and starts walking towards you.

“I must say, it’s rare that it’s empty in this area. Peace and quiet is often something I don’t have the luxury in experiencing, especially now that the hotel has gotten the attention that Charlie desperately craved.” He laughs.

He’s now standing beside you. You look up and smile back at him.

“Yeah, I’m happy for her though. She seems very overwhelmed, you know? But in a good way.” You say.

“Mm yes, she does, doesn’t she?”

You want to bring up how he doesn’t have his cane anymore, but you don’t know exactly how he’ll react. Though, he hasn’t ever snapped at you so you think it won’t be bad. Knowing him, he’ll probably just avoid the question by saying, “that’s for me to know.” As he does whenever someone brings up why he was absent for 7 years.

“Hey, Al?” You say, looking at him.

He raises his brow in question.

“Hm? What is it, dear?” He asks.

“I have a question.. you totally don’t need to tell me but I’ve just noticed that your um.. cane? You don’t have it anymore.”

You notice as you bring it up, Alastor tenses up and smiles more, darting his eyes away from you. You can feel that this was something he didn’t think you’d bring up.

He doesn’t seem to be saying anything, so you continue. “I was just wondering.. why is that? You usually keep it on you at all times. And also I’ve noticed that you’ve been a bit different since-“ You are stopped suddenly by Alastor using his shadow magic to teleport the two of you to his room.

You are caught by surprise, looking around disoriented, but than you realize where you are.

“Uhm- Al?” You question.

You assume he took you two to his room because he didn’t want anyone to hear the conversation, so you don’t question it. Which makes sense, he doesn’t want anyone else questioning his motives.

He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He opens his eyes and looks at you. “That is for me to know.” He says in a neutral tone.

Wow such a surprising statement.

“I knew you’d say that. Listen, you know you can talk to me, right? I’m here for you.” You assure him.

He looks at you weirdly, as if he is waiting for the joke line to happen. But it doesn’t. You care for him. That’s definitely new. Sure, Alastor has friends. Or, acquaintances, as he calls it. But you seem to deeply care for him and what happened.

He isn’t sure exactly how to react. “How amusing! That’s very kind of you.” He says and chuckles. You notice something in his eyes that doesn’t align with the emotion he is trying to project.

“Alastor, I’m serious. You don’t need to put on a show for me.. I want to know the real you.” You say, looking at him.

He debates if he should continue with his charades, but knows you’ll just see past it. He never ever would be this laid-back with anyone else accusing him of “putting on a show” or accusing him of having alternative feelings. He would’ve surely taken their soul or.. well, killed them by now. But you and his relationship has always been good. You guys always chat about whatever nonsense comes to mind, he showed you around the place where he records his radio broadcasts, and even let you attended once. He always had a soft spot for you. You never had a fear of him and never liked it when Husk or other people badmouthed him. He once caught you ranting to Niffty about how much you adored him. It made him smile.

Alastor squints his eyes and thinks of what to say.

“Well, my dear. You know that no-good-first-man-on-earth? Adam, I believe his name was.” He emphasizes the word “was,” seemingly to be very happy and satisfied now that he’s dead. He laughs continues, “he used his no-good angelic waves to break in half!” He says.

You’re in shock. Not because you thought his cane was indestructible or anything. It was because he actually told you what happened. You guess he trusts you more than he lets on.

“Oh..” You look at him sympathetically. “I’m so sorry, Alastor.”

“Mm, yes. Me too. But no worries, dear. I can live without it.” He says trying to cover up the fact that he cares quite a lot.

Without thinking, you place a hand on his arm trying to give him comfort. He slowly moves his head to look at your hand. He doesn’t mind one bit, in fact, he feels the complete opposite of how he usual feels when people try to touch him.

You quickly remember he doesn’t like physical touch very much, so you move to pull away.

“No.” He says quickly.

You’re confused and question what he means.

“No, what?”

Your hand on his arm felt like a new sensation he hasn’t felt before. He quickly became embarrassed of his sudden outburst decline of you not taking his hand on his arm.

Something inside him snaps and his persona cracks, and he then does something that you’ve never expect.

He hugs you.

Your heart feels warm and you have butterflies in your stomach. THE Alastor, the radio demon is hugging you. You don’t see him as those labels though. You see him as HIM.

Despite your incredible shock in what is happening, you hug him back, wrapping your arms around his suit jacket.

“I do apologize.” He mumbles while hugging you.

“You don’t have to apologize, Alastor. This is what I wanted. For you to open up.” You say softly and smile.

He doesn’t pull away yet, and you don’t mind one bit.

A/N: IM THINKING OF MAKING A PART TWO WHERE THE READER MAKES HIM ANOTHER CANE AS A SURPRISE. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!!!!

[3rachaslut]

hiii, so im a new follower but i LOVE your work so much its just *chefs kiss* 😣❤️

so im not sure if youve already done this or not, i haven’t gone that deep into a rabbit hole in your page yet lol anyways

i was wondering how you would think skz ot8 would react to reader having a belly piercing/a back tattoo?

really really love what you do ✨🤍🎀 MWAH !!!

hello lovely anon!!! it’s so nice to meet you🫂 stay a while i hope you enjoy the rest of my work ahh TYSM🥹🤍

okay let’s get it!!

SKZ X GENDER NEUTRAL READER🖤

mainly fluff, some are kinda suggestive.

bangchan

you drop your bags in the hall as you slump through the doorway and into you and your boyfriends shared apartment.

“hi baby” chan shouts from the kitchen. kicking your shoes off, you see him appear in your peripheral vision and soon you feel his hands wrapping round you. “long day?” he says as you nuzzle into his should and nodding your head.

“tired” you mumble into his t-shirt, instantly feeling more relaxed at the familiar smell of his purfume. “how about i give you a massage baby, hm?” a smile spread across his face as he admired your cuteness in your tired state. “yeah? okay. go get undressed and i’ll be there in a second”

you pretty much drop onto the bed just after you strip down and lay on your front, enjoying the feeling of the soft mattress underneath you. you hum in contentment.

“okay baby so i’ve got the oi-“ chan cuts himself off and you turn your head in confusion. “um.. when did you get that?” he says with a smirk on his face, clearly loving the new piece on you.

“a few weeks ago” you say, still looking back at him with a smug smile on your face.

“and i haven’t seen it?!” he exclaims, practically running to your bed and jumping over the top of you to admire your new decoration.

“you like it?”, the answer already apparent with the look on chans face. you chuckle and turn your head again to rest on your arm.

“i absolutely love it! darling it’s so beautiful”….

lee know

you feel your body shiver as you pull your shirt over your head and to the floor, your body involuntarily shaking like a leaf at cold air in the room. it had been a long night out with the members and you couldnt wait to get into your pjs.

“oh my- baby- ” you hear lee know say from behind you. it was a rarity that lee know was ever at a loss for words but you knew that your new tat you didn’t tell him about was a good contender at making it a possibility. you were right.

“yesss?” you tease, turning around to face him and walk towards the edge of the bed where he was sat, his jaw practically hitting the ground. you could see his approval of your decision by the tent that was forming in his pants.

“as absolutely stunning as you are, turn around again”. and you do, feeling particularly smug right now. “wow” he says and you hear him walking towards you. suddenly you feel his hand tracing along your back and you quickly struggle to keep your composure, your breathe hitching in your throat.

“y- you like it?” you mewl through jagged breaths at the feel of his hands roaming your back causing goosebumps to form all over your naked body.

“a lot. however.. i may have to punish you for not asking for permission before you got it..” lee know says and the words linger in the air between you two. you knew by the shift in the atmosphere just what was about to happen and a smile tugged at your lips. it was gonna be a long, pleasurable night and you knew by the end of it, your tattoo may not be the only new marking on your back….

changbin

“are you 100% sure you wanna do this y/n? i really don’t mind if you’re not, i’m more than happy just kissing you, you know that right?” changbin said with a panicked look on his face. you had finally told him that you were ready to have sex with him but since it was your first time, he wanted to make sure you were definitely ready.

“yes binnie, i am sure!” you said, a smile plastered all over your face which was soon reciprocated by your boyfriend. changbin raises his pinky to your chest and only when you wrapped yours around his did he take that as true confirmation. no matter how old he may be, a pinky promise was always sacred.

“okay” he whispers into your ear, working his way down, planting kisses down your neck to get you ready. your eyes flutter shut as you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as his hands make their way down your waist and underneath your oversized t-shirt. you open your eyes at the pause of his hands over you and you see his face is covered in surprise.

“what’s wrong?”. the words rush out of your mouth in panic but you begin to see the smirk tugging at the side of his mouth and your anxiety quickly dismisses itself.

“i didn’t know you had your beautiful tummy pierced?” he says excitedly. he lifts your t-shirt, eager to see it in person. he looks at your tummy and then back at you with such a huge smile on his face. he clearly approves. “wanna see more of you babe, like right now!”….

hyunjin

“my love?” hyunjin speaks from across the bed as you dangled your legs over the other side, himself propped upwards against the headboard and staring at you from behind.

“yes baby?” you reply. “when did you get such a beautiful tattoo?” he asks and you can hear the smile on his face through his words. you hear the bed squeak as he leans closer and the whispers of “aahs” from behind you.

“only a few days ago, it’s still quite sensitive” you say. “i won’t touch is then but wow it’s beautiful. beautiful tattoo for my beautiful baby” you blush at his words as you lean towards your console, flicking the tv on in the process. friday nights were spent by you and hyunjin both having ‘me time’, however you couldn’t ever bring yourself to leave each others sides. he drew and you played video games.

the rustling of pencil on paper was one of the most comforting noises for you as you had soon connected the noise to your boyfriend, hyune. after about half an hour, you felt the bed dip behind you and a tap on your shoulder. you turn your head in attention.

“what do you think love?” hyunjin whispered into your ear as he handed you a drawing of your new back tattoo. your mouth falls open and your eyebrows ruffle in utter disbelief at how beautiful the picture was and how much love you could tell was put into it.

“hyunnie it’s beautiful!” you say, your voice wobbly as you feel tears start to prick at your eyes.

“not as beautiful as you darling”…

han jisung

“turn over babe, let sungie spoon you” han says as he sniggers down your ear at the cringe that just came out of his own mouth.

“oh ji” you exasperate and let out a huffed laugh, rolling your eyes and turning around so your back is resting against hans also bare chest.

“oh- y/nah!!” he gasps and you jump slightly at the sudden loudness of his words. “pretty pretty pretty!” he says as he adores your new tat. “it’s so beautiful!” he says wrapping his free arm around you and swaying you both back and forth in your bed.

“you like it then ji?” you chuckle as he begins to trace the outlines of the black ink in your skin, the strokes on your back sending shivers all up you but han didn’t seem to notice. you hum in relaxation.

“i love it so much” he whispers down your ear as he continued to trace the shapes of your tattoo over and over again only ever stopping to plant kisses on the decorated area.

“not as much as i love you though”. he speaks softly down your ear as to not disturb your relaxed state.

“oh- are you sleepy?” he mutters and you moan as confirmation.

“okay, goodnight angel”

felix

“hey lixxxx” you sing, nearly running towards your boyfriend just as you got through the door. you practically throw yourself into his arms and he laughs contently.

“aww hi baby, what’s got you all smiley?” felix says, smiling as he runs his hand through your hair and planting a kiss on your head. “welll you know that thing i’ve been wanting to do for weeks now..” you say swaying side to side in his arms looking up at him. “yes- oh my god you did it!” he says just as excited for you as you are.

“yes! and look how pretty it is” you exclaim, eagerly lifting your t-shirt up to show him your new tummy piercing. he leans down to adore it too.

“your tummy was so beautiful before but nowww.. wow! , it’s so sparkly y/n!” he says with a huge smile on his face in reaction to your elation. “you’re so adorable i wanna just squish you” felix said as he lifted you off your feet and towards the couch. he gently plants you down underneath him and begins trailing kisses down your chest and towards your stomach. you hum as he kisses all over your tummy, careful not to catch the jewellery.

“my darling, you are getting more and more irresistible by the day”…

seungmin

“hey baby” seungmin greets, accompanied by an evening kiss. “you look gorgeous, have you been out? it was meant to be your rest day today” he says, plopping himself next to you on the sofa, the smell of his perfume lingering around you as he rests his head on your shoulder.

“maybeeee..” you say teasingly, leaning into him. “oh yeah?” his ears perking up in interest. “and where did you go?” he asks attentively.

“to get a new tattoo” you smile and the look of shock on his face is so comical you can’t help but huff out a laugh. “really?! oh my god let me see” he begs, his legs jittering in excitement. you turn your back to him and take your shirt off, discarding it on the sofa next to you.

“oh my- it’s beautiful” seungmin gasps in awe. “i love it!” you turn around to look at him. “no, i’m not done looking” he states, and you chuckle. turning your back to him once again, you feel his fingertips tracing the currently sealed skin and the pressure feels so relieving on the sensitive area you let out a sigh at the feeling.

“what do you think?” you ask, already knowing the answer. “you look so hot is what i think” seungmin replies. “but as much as i love it baby, i must ask, how long is it now until we can have sex?” seungmin says, his lip pouting and you giggle in response.

“you know minnie.. there are ways to have sex that won’t hurt my new tat?” you say insinuatingly, raising your eyebrows.

“go to the bedroom, right now”…

jeongin

“innie are you showering?” you yell from outside the bathroom door. “yes baby” he replies, shouting through the water pouring and the music blaring in the bathroom. you open the door and let yourself in, the misty air instantly making you warm. peeping your head around the shower curtain, you were greeted by his beautiful naked form. you will never get tired of adoring his body. “mind if i join you?” you ask, however already knowing the answer.

he responds with a smile and reaches his hand out for you to balance on as you climb into the bath tub. exactly as you did with him, he stares at your naked body up and down, admiring you. however, a gasp leaves his mouth as his eyes rest on your belly button. he looks up at you with a smile.

“i really fucking like that” he smirks, tilting his head back, rinsing the bubbles out of his hair. you move closer to him and run your hands up his waist. “like what innie?” you ask with faux confusion.

he slowly looks back down at you with narrow eyes, lifting your chin up to face him with his thumb and forefinger. “you know exactly what it is that i like” he says smugly, leaning in to kiss your parted lips. suddenly, his hands are roaming your stomach and you nearly melt into his touch. you can only whimper in response and you can feel him smile into the kiss.

“you drive me so fucking crazy y/n”…

a/n: sorry some of them are lowkey trash i really tried my best to make the scenarios different from each other but i hope i did anons request justice🤍

[thoughtsforsoob]

txt meets their s/o's parents/family + how they react!

a/n: hello! I'm back again with a txt post this time! I hope you enjoy it. Again, requests are always welcomed and encouraged! I hope you enjoy this work! (ps. I don't have any siblings so I will not be mentioning them! I’m so sorry!)

Yeonjun <3

GENTLEMAN! He’s such a sweetheart and does his absolute best to win over your parents. He wants to build a close relationship with them so they can trust him to take care of you. He’s so excited when you tell him your parents want to meet him that he’s practically jumping up and down to the ceiling. He immediately starts to ask you 100 questions about what to wear, what gifts to take, what to talk about, etc… you two have a nice talk and figure out everything in the following days. You two decided to make a dessert to take and it became a little date the night before. Since you want you two for breakfast, you two wake up at a decent hour, get dressed and head out the door with everything. He makes a great impression with all the thoughtful details such as the gifts and the dessert. Trust that he’ll build a beautiful connection with them. 

Soobin <3

We all know this man is a shy introvert! Just the thought of meeting your parents makes his tummy twist a little. He desperately doesn’t want to mess up their first impression of him because he wants their approval so bad! How else will he marry you someday if he has a horrible first impression?! He dresses up all cute in his little button up and slacks and fancy shoes. He orders an elegant flower arrangement for your parents and brings them some pastries from a cafe you both go to often. As you could probably already guess, he is super polite and sweet, making sure to take advantage of his doughy cheeks and gentle smile. 

Beomgyu <3

Omg keep this menace away from your parents as long as possible. Jkjk. On a serious note, he would be so confident beforehand, talking up how he’s going to wow them. He dresses up casually, talking about how ‘they’ll fall in love with my personality! Why do I have to dress up?’ After some coaxing, he dresses in something a little more formal. His whole demeanor does a giant 180 when he’s driving you to their home. “Baby…what if they hate me? What if they don’t like the gifts i bought ??” cue you having to calm him and his rambling down. Once you get him to their house and he’s met them, he gets comfortable. He leaves your house with the numbers of both your parents and they start to bond, making you question if you were their child or if it was beomgyu.

Taehyun <3

An absolute dream. He’s so handsome and dreamy and responsible, aka, the definition of: guy you want to take to meet your parents. He makes sure to pick fancy presents for both of your parents and makes sure to ask your opinion on every single little detail. He decided that you both would host the meeting dinner in your shared apartment so he wanted everything to be clean and perfect (picture taehyun in a little apron the day before, making sure the apartment is spotless and well organized). You both set the table with a yummy smelling candle, pretty tablecloth and everything else needed. Taehyun and you have such a fun time setting up and cooking beforehand! Once they arrive, he makes sure they feel at home. He even got them cute little slippers to change into! He makes sure to assure them you two are doing well and that he will always take care of you. What parents wouldn’t feel comforted by those words?

Heuning Kai <3

This cutie is so excited but when the time comes, he’s extremely shy around your parents. He decided to take it upon himself to make reservations at a really nice place in town in hopes that your parents would be impressed. When it comes to his attire…you had been asking him all week what he was going to wear but he wouldn’t tell you .The day of, you find out he’s wearing A WHOLE SUIT!! You had to beg him to wear something a little less formal and he finally agreed. “Im sorry but i just don’t want to dress down and then they think they’re not important to me! I wanna look good!” You give him a compromise and you two wear matching colors. You two arrive at the restaurant and then your parents show up and he’s breaking a sweat shaking their hands, eventually just going all in for hugs. He brings them each a little individualized gift, which you helped him pick out. He is good at bringing a fun atmosphere to the table and there isn’t a single dull of awkward moment between you four.

[villainessxassassin]

I love your recent fanfic! Could you do malleus with a fem reader thats like a daddy's girl and always tries to impress others by saying cool things about her father(such as cooking)

Malleus x reader

“My father can cook delicious food!“

“Dad would always take me and my mother to different countries.“

“My father keeps spoiling me with gifts, I’m honestly happy but I’m worried about how mother’s going to react with the prices...“

“Father“

“Father“

“Father-“

Dear me child of man if you keep saying cool things about your father then you just might end up with a jealous, sulking dragon fae.

Lilia in the corner laughing at Mal’s misery

Hmm... should he try to impress you by doing those cool things your father does but much more cooler too?

When he would ask about your father he’ll see your eyes sparkle as you explain all the great qualities of your father. 

He really finds it cute.

tries to rival your father in a way by also spoiling you with gifts and such, but ultimately fails when you'd answer with things such as "Ah thank you so much! you know my father also bought me something like this" or "Wow! you know my father gave me ten of these on my birthday!"

He's still not giving up until you acknowledge his gifts without you having to mention your father in every given sentence

Don’t worry Malleus we’re rooting for you!

Well one thing’s for sure, Mal will make sure to get in your father’s good side and get his approval that Malleus could court you.

BONUS:

If Malleus and your father meet, they’ll make an agreement that they must protect  you at all costs while also rivaling one another on spoiling you.

[dorizardthewizard]

HSM (2006) rewatch pt 3

3. Getcha head in the game!

Half of these students just don’t have backpacks huh, meanwhile Taylor has a wholeass suitcase

Gabriella: I can't believe you live here. I looked for you at the lodge on New Year's Day, but... Troy: I know, we had to leave first thing.

One thing I don’t get is did the new year’s party at the lodge end right after midnight? Lame. Also if they didn’t see each other, why didn’t they text or call each other as Troy said he would?

The way Troy whispers “the singing thing” pffft this movie really is a queer allegory huh

It’s kind of funny they show Sharpay being “into” Troy in the first movie because that really isn’t relevant at all, she drops that and tries to sabotage him immediately after the audition. But I guess it makes her advances on Troy not seem out of the blue in the second movie.

Troy and Gabriella's reactions to Sharpay in this scene are a wholeass mood, Gabriella's like "you seeing this shit?". Also Gabriella is usually seen as super bubbly and nice all the time but she's been through multiple schools, she knows what's up and what kind of person Sharpay likely is. That grin when she makes the "nice penmanship!" remark? Totally a subtle dig, I love it.

Also random country flags in the background – I didn’t know Americans knew that many national flags! (I’m joking I’m joking I'm kidding)

Alright basketball time! I'm just gonna comment on this whole bit - I like how they show Troy start to consider the singing thing but from a distance, mentioning how you could extra credit for auditioning first. Like he’s testing the waters. Going with the queer allegory, this is like when you offhandedly mention something lgbt+ related in the news or whatever, just to see how the other person would react, but you could also relate to this to a lot of things. By the end of the scene, we see Troy backpedaling on the musical thing and saying it would just be “a good laugh” when it becomes apparent Chad doesn’t approve. The next thing he says is a comment on Sharpay being cute, we know from his reaction to her earlier that he doesn’t like her but he still says that here, as if he suddenly feels the need to defend his masculinity and heterosexuality. Or as a last excuse for why he might be interested in the musical.

Chad's comment about LeBron and Shaq is so funny considering the kind of guy LeBron is. Also, Chad, Michael Jordan was in a movie with the Looney Tunes years before this movie so anything goes! Still, he's definitely buying into the toxic masculinity culture and literally shudders at the idea of show tunes and costumes and makeup and anything unmanly – let’s put a pin in that ok?

Anyway he likes rock apparently, which. Hm, is this already kind of breaking a stereotype? Either way, it’s 2006 so what kind of rock does Chad listen to? Older stuff or is he blasting In the End? I NEED TO KNOW

Okayyy Getcha Head in the Game is iconic, the first “Troy is conflicted” song of the series. I love the use of the basketball sounds, and it’s just so catchy! Little break in the diegesis there when Troy hits a note a bit too musically and the others stare at him until he realises what he just did. A tier methinks.

Just keep your head in the gay. No honestly I can’t unhear that now.

Who is “J”?

Wow dicks, they didn’t put the basketballs away

[iluvchanniesposts]

How Skz react to their S/O having their belly pierced

Chan would be quite stunned. He would probably approve of it with a nod of his head, simply telling you that it’s hot. He found out when you two went swimming. It didn’t really cross your mind to tell him, but when you put on your swimwear which showed your stomach, his eyes immediately fell onto the silver jewellery in your navel. “Babe, how long have you had that for?” He came up and grabbed you by the waist, studying it closely.

Minho hasn’t seen your stomach yet since you’ve only been together for a few months. It so happened that you two were play fighting on the bed and he was grappling you. “Minho, stop!” You batted away his fingers that were tickling on your waist. During the scene, your shirt rode up a little, revealing your piercing. His hands came to a halt, “Oh.” Was all he said with raised eyebrows. “What? Oh my piercing? Had that years now.” You shrugged. “Hm, I like it.” He blushed.

Changbin was nuzzling your stomach on the sofa. Overworked was an understatement, all he wanted to do was cuddle. Unfortunately for him, he could feel a piece of steel digging into his cheek and ear. He lifted his head, running his hand over your shirt thinking it was a crumb of food. “Ow. What is that hard thing digging into me?” You knew what he was talking about and it sent you into hysterics. “It’s this!” You laughed and lifted your shirt a little. “Okay. I forgive you. I love it.” He patted it jokingly as he laid his head back down.

Hyunjin was so fond of your body. Always has been. It never took a lot for him to worship you; simply gazing at you or running his hands over your skin. “Your belly is so cute.” He blurted out, lifting your shirt slightly to kiss your bare stomach. “Wha-when did you get this?” He asked in pure shock. “Last week. I wanted it to heal before I showed you.” You smiled. “Oh my god. It’s pretty, did it hurt?” He run his finger around the area gently, appreciating the beauty of it. “Not much. I’m guessing you like it?” He nodded his head.

Han was shocked. “You did what?” Midway through chewing his food, he looked at you in disbelief. “I got my belly pierced. Wanna see?” You lifted your shirt excitedly, exposing the coloured bar in your navel. “I would have never expected this!” He scooted closer for a better look, a grimacing smile on his face. “What? Don’t you like it?” Your shoulders dropped and you pulled your shirt back down. “No! I love it! It just looks..painful.” He shivered and made you laugh.

Felix was so cool with it. Having piercings himself, he was kind of used to it. “You finally got it done? Show me.” With a big grin, he gestured towards your shirt. You lifted it up, scanning his face with your eyes for any expression. “It’s nice. Did it hurt?” He traced around it with his finger as he smiled softly. “No, the clamp hurt more.” You admitted, tugging your shirt down. “Well. Now you’re finally not a piercing virgin anymore, we can go and get matching ones!” He cheered.

Seungmin didn’t know how to react. He saw it when you was brushing your hair and your shirt rose up a little. “What’s that shiny thing?” He pointed at your stomach. “Oh. It’s my piercing.” You lifted your shirt to give him a better look. “Wow. It really suits you.” His compliment was sudden, making you blush. “Thank you, I wasn’t sure if you’d like it or not.” You admitted, getting shy. “Why wouldn’t I? You can pull anything off.” He smiled.

Jeongin screamed. “What is that?” He exclaimed. “Oh shut up. It’s a piercing.” You laughed and nudged his shoulder. “But I felt the bar in your skin.” He cringed and shivered after touching it again. “Probably because it’s in my skin, Jeongin?” You remarked sarcastically. “Yeah but, ew. It looks sore.” He got close and you laughed, making him jump. “No. I just cleaned it. It doesn’t get sore anymore.” You educated him on how it got done and he softened to the fact. It wasn’t long before he fell in love with it.

[jalapenobee]

So remember that pizza boy au I reblogged? Yeah I couldn’t find it but I wrote it

Special instructions

“Okay, so we’re watching the Rush Hour trilogy. Lance, you good with that?”

Side note-I absolutely love the Rush Hour movies. Especially the third one.

Lance looked up from his phone to Pidge, who was standing in front of the TV with three DVD’s in her hand. “Uh, yeah sure.”

Pidge shrugged and popped the first one in. Hunk entered the dim room with a bowl full of popcorn in one arm. “Alright, ready for the movie.”

Lance’s attention was now fully back in his phone, staring at the special instructions section of Domino’s online pizza order. For Pidge, he put “as little sauce as possible.” For himself, he had put it to “send your cutest delivery boy.” Whether or not they would actually do it was a question. He clicked the order button, and it was too late to change it now. Joining his roommates on the couch, Lance didn’t think anything of it for a while.

•|~|~|~|•

Shiro smirked down at the newest pizza order. “Send your cutest delivery boy,” it said. Well, Keith was the only one around, so he guessed he’d send him and hope for the best. Shiro called him over.

“Would you describe yourself as ‘cute,’ Keith?”

Keith scoffed and flicked Shiro’s head. “Cuter than you for sure.”

Shiro missed Keith’s hair with a “tsk tsk” noise. “Don’t insult me like that Keith, I could fire you anytime I want.”

“We both know you don’t wanna do that. Even if you did, you’d hire me back within two days.”

“True. But you’ve got a pizza to deliver.”

•|~|~|~|•

Knock, knock.

“Uh, someone ordered a pizza?”

Lance assured his friends that he’d get the door and got up from the couch to walk over. He opened the door and was surprised that the people over at Domino’s actually listened to his instructions. They did send a cute guy.

“Large cheese, half sausage and as little sauce as possible? Um, are you okay?”

Lance was okay. Just distracted. “Wow, I didn’t think they’d do it.”

The delivery boy, Keith according to his name tag, raised an eyebrow. Do what?”

“Send their actual cutest delivery boy.”

Keith’s eyes widened at the… compliment? I guess you could call it that, even if it was delivered strangely. This must’ve been why Shiro asked him if he thought he was cute. He noticed Lance staring at his hair, still lopsided from when Shiro messed with it. He put on an easy grin.

“Yeah, I had to fight all the other delivery boys for the honor of delivering your pizza.”

Lance smirked and leaned against the door frame. “My hero.”

Their little conversation was interrupted by Pidge’s annoyed voice. “Lance, quit trying to seduce the pizza boy! Get the food and get your ass over here, the movie’s starting.”

Rolling his eyes, Lance took the pizza, paid, and bid a goodbye to Keith as he closed the door.

Both of them were up thinking of someone that night.

•|~|~|~|•

Seventh time ordering pizza from Domino’s this month. Every time since the movie night, Lance had requested Keith. And every time, Keith was very enthusiastic about actually fighting the other delivery boys to deliver Lance’s pizza. He might’ve pounded on James a bit the third time he was requested.

Pidge and Hunk weren’t very approving of this pizza phase, but they went along with it. Hunk said that Lance should “be careful, maybe order something other than pizza.” Pidge said as long as he “balances the shit,” he’ll be fine.

Anyway, it was time for a test. Special instructions this time? “Tell me I’m pretty.”

Added challenge? Lance was gonna wear sweats and a face mask to see how Keith would react. Either really well, or very badly. From their seven encounters, Lance had gathered that Keith was never in the middle. It was always one or the other.

After changing and applying the mask, Lance flopped down on the couch to wait for his pizza. And the salad. Per Hunk’s request.

•|~|~|~|•

“Wow, you again Keith? I never would’ve expected you!”

The familiar delivery boy tilted his head and smirked. “You say that as if you didn’t specifically request me.”

“I would never.”

“Sure, Lance.”

“Damn right, sure.” Lance let his hip weight fall to the side and held his arms out, displaying him in all his old hoodie, face masked glory. “By the way, how do I look?”

Honestly, Keith wanted to say a million things. How the light practically made him glow. How the pose he struck was equal parts inviting and playful, it was enticing. He looked beautiful. Perfect. But the instructions said “pretty,” so Keith guessed that’s what he’d say. Lance took notice of his surprised blush and smirked. “Well?”

“You look very pretty tonight, Mr. McClain.”

“Good job, Kogane.”

Keith would be going home with a $20 tip that night. After closing the door, Lance set the pizza on the counter, grabbing a soda from the fridge to drink way too fast a while later. Opening the lid of the box, he noticed something taped to the inside of the lid.

I know it may sound cheesy,

But a guy like you makes romance easy.

xxx-xxx-xxxx Keith

Lance ripped the note off and inspected it closer. A poem, his phone number… Maybe he should try it.

He entered the number into his phone and dialed, waiting for Keith while picking up a slice of pizza.

“Uh, hello?”

“Hi! Is this Keith?”

“Who are you? How did you get my number?”

“It’s Lance. You gave it to me, remember?”

“Oh. Hey Lance.”

“You know, I never put ‘write me a poem and give me your number’ in the instructions.”

Lance could hear Keith chuckle on the other side of the line. “I know. I did that myself.”

An hour, two and a half slices of pizza, and four interruptions later, both boys hung up the phone. Lance flopped on his bed, both him and the pizza box, somehow, in his room. He stared at the ceiling, dazed and smiling like a dork at the thought of seeing Keith again.

Lance hummed into his hands. “I think I’m in love. Oh god, I think I’m in love with Keith.”

•|~|~|~|•

Four days later, Lance ordered another pizza. Special instructions?

Ask me out on a date already, Keith.

The delivery boy smiled down at Shiro’s phone.

He’s more than happy to comply.

1,078 words

[rafor]

Chapter 70 - Under the waterfall - The Glitch

Siveth recalled the hidden cave under the waterfall down the river. It was different from the one near the lake, where we were. She shared her discovery with them, hoping they would be interested. Most of them had never heard of such a place, but Hydra perked up. “I’ve heard some legends about a secret chamber beneath the falls. Maybe it’s the same one you found. We should check it out.” She looked at me for approval, and I nodded. Before we left the lake, I bid farewell to Erebus and apologized for our earlier misunderstanding. He waved it off and wished me good luck.

We followed the river until we reached the fork and the waterfalls. I plunged into the water first, signaling for the others to follow. Once they were all in, I said, “Follow me. It’s at the bottom of the waterfall, really deep, and there’s a tunnel that leads to a cave. You can’t miss it.” Siveth hesitated and said, “Um... could you give me some air like before?” I looked around and asked, “Is anyone willing to share some oxygen with her? Don’t worry, she won’t bite.” A male water dragon volunteered eagerly. “I’ll do it,” he said, swimming closer to Siveth. She frowned and said, “But I wanted it from Nox.” I rolled my eyes and said, “You’ve had enough from me. Come on, he’s nice. Look how happy he is to help you.” She eyed him warily and said, “Are you sure you can do this?” He smiled confidently and said, “Of course. I’ve done this before. I can help you.” She sighed and said, “Whatever you say. Fine then, let’s go,” and we dived deeper into the water. I stayed close to Siveth, watching her struggle to keep up and eventually run out of breath. The Water dragon reached her in time and gave her some air through his mouth. She flinched at first, but the second time he did it, she blushed. So did he. Maybe she was starting to like him after all.

We finally reached our destination and ventured into the cave once more, marveling at the carvings and symbols on the walls. The water dragons examined them with curiosity and awe, and one of them turned to me and asked, “You’ve been here before?” I nodded and said, “Yeah, we have.” She smiled and said, “It’s beautiful. Thank you for bringing us here.” Then someone pointed out the drawings of the Earth and Water dragons together. One of them was the male water dragon who had just helped Siveth breathe underwater for me, and he remarked, “So what I did was nothing new.”

Then Hydra spotted something and exclaimed, “Guys, you have to see this.” There was a drawing of a Water dragon that glowed when she approached it. I asked, “Is that reacting to you?” She shrugged and said, “I don’t know. It just glows when I get close.” It did the same with each of us. We studied the glowing drawing more closely. It showed a Water dragon next to an Earth dragon, touching it under one of her wings. Siveth wondered aloud, “What does it mean? Why is the Earth dragon glowing?” Hydra said, “I think it has something to do with the contact between the Earth and the Water dragon.” Siveth looked at it and opened her ridicolous wing, then said, “I don’t understand.” I said, “Is it me, or are there no scales in that spot?” She said, “There are. They’re just thin.” A water dragon said politely, “Can I please see something?” Siveth hesitated and asked, “What do you want to do?” The water dragon positioned himself next to her like in the picture, then said, “Just checking,” and touched under her wing. Siveth began to glow faintly and said, “Oh, it tickles, and wow, I’m glowing!” The water dragon stopped touching her, and the glow faded. She said eagerly, “Do it again.” This time, he stroked the area gently, and she glowed again. She said blissfully, “This feels so good. And cool at the same time.” Of course, of all the Water dragons, the one who stroked her had to be the same male Water dragon who had just given her oxygen underwater. Hydra asked concernedly, “Siveth, are you okay?” She replied happily, “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just so good.” I added jokingly, “It’s like watching an owner petting his animal. It’s so cute.” She said contentedly, “I don’t care. Keep going. I love it.” The male Water dragon started whispering softly to her.

I pointed to the drawing with the Kraken and said to Hydra, “Look at that. It’s the legend of the Kraken.” She nodded and said, “I know. I’ve heard stories about it, but I’ve never seen it in person.” She studied its markings and asked me, “Is that like one of your marks?” I said, “It seems so.” She said, “There’s an old tale that says whoever bears the mark of the Kraken can communicate with it and command it. Could you be the one?” I shrugged and said, “I doubt it. I’m not even a true Water dragon.” She sighed and looked at my hand. “You’re not the only one with that mark,” she said, showing me hers. I gasped and said, “No way, it’s identical. Maybe you’re the chosen one.” She said, “I don’t know about that, but I’ve never found the Kraken. I don’t even know if it’s real.” I said, “We’ll find it someday.” The other Water dragons, except for Siveth and his little sweetheart, said, “We’ll help you find the Kraken.” Hydra smiled and said, “Thank you. Then let’s go and search for it.” She was about to leave when Siveth said, “Wait, what about me?” The male Water dragon said, “You can come with us.” She said, “But I can’t breathe underwater. It’s impossible.” He said, “But I’m here, sweetie. I can help you.” I sensed something was wrong. It’s over. He loves her, but she doesn’t seem to love him back. She said, “Yeah, but I can’t rely on someone else’s air all the time. There’s a limit to that.” He said, “Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy that. I could feel it, Mistress.” After he said that, I whispered to Hydra, “Maybe we should give them some privacy.” She agreed, and we left while he was trying to persuade her.

We swam out, through the underwater tunnel, and then surfaced next to the waterfall. The sound of rushing water filled our ears as we waited for the others to join us. After half an hour, they finally arrived: Siveth and her new companion. They were nuzzling and playing with each other like two smitten lovers. I couldn’t help but tease them a little.

“So it’s official then? Are you two soulmates?” I asked with a grin.

She blushed and nodded. “You could say that.”

He jumped on her back and said, “I never thought I would meet such a wonderful Earth dragon. She’s amazing.”

I rolled my eyes. “Whatever you say. Hydra, what are your plans now?”

She looked at him and then at me. “We’re going back to the ocean and then start searching for the Kraken in unexplored territories. We want to find out the truth about this legend.”

I felt a surge of excitement. “That sounds awesome! I can’t wait to join you.”

She raised an eyebrow. “My king, are you sure you can afford that? I mean, this could take months. What about your kingdom?”

I waved dismissively. “Don’t worry about that. I have everything under control. Come on, let’s go.”

We said goodbye to the waterfall and headed back to the river. We followed it until we reached the sea, then we turned southwest, away from my domain, and into unknown waters. We stayed underwater most of the time, except for when Siveth needed to breathe. She had forgotten to tell Erebus about her departure, so I made a vision connection to inform him. He was shocked.

“Did she really fall in love with a Water dragon? I can’t believe it. It’s like the old times.” He said.

"I hoped she would tell her brothers too. They might miss her a bit. Or maybe not.".

Siveth never left her soulmate’s side, and gradually, she learned to hold her breath longer and longer until she could manage fifteen minutes without any trouble while swimming. That also meant that she got kissed by him more often, and I tried to ignore that. It was still gross, but if they were happy, who was I to judge? It was their thing. I had nothing to do with that.

[xiv-wolfram]

The Dance - Comic Script

Stormblood - lvl 68

WolfBahn spar. Raubahn highly approves of Wolf's new outfit.

Wolfram Saga Comics (Chronological)

This is the script for a future comic. Posting for those who don’t want to wait to get the story. Numbers indicate frame number. A/B mean a frame is split.

For Context - THE Outfit

Zoomed out shot outside of Ala Ghiri. Raubahn is waiting with his back turned. Wolfram is walking towards him (in his dancer outfit). Narrator - “The Resistance has a bit of downtime after reaching Ala Ghiri. Wolfram invites his friend and former partner Raubahn for a sparring match.”

Close-up shot of Rau waiting, annoyed. Thought - ‘What’s taking him so long?’ Wolf, off frame - “Hey Rau! Sorry, I’m late. This took a while to get into.” 

Wolf standing a few paces from Rau, wearing his Thavnairian dancer outfit. (It’s quite low but does fully cover his tattoo.) Smiles awkwardly - “I suppose the jewelry was unnecessary… but it came with the outfit so…” Dark Thought - ‘You look ridiculous.’

Raubahn stares in surprise, blushing - "T-that's… um… That’s quite an outfit, Wolf." Thought - ‘Seven hells…but why is he wearing it? Is it…for me? Surely he knows how I’d react…’

Wolf grins at Rau’s reaction and takes out his chakrams. Thought - ‘Heh, well he clearly thinks I look good.’ Dark Thought - ‘Or you’re misinterpreting his feelings again. Why are you even using your empathic abilities right now?’ Wolf says - "Aye, I found it at a Thavnairian import stall in Kugane. This allows a wide range of motion - so it’s perfect for combat." 

Wolf shows off his chakrams, smiling - “Along with these chakrams! I was feeling a bit nostalgic - so I've been practicing the form of fighting my father taught me.”  Dark Thought - ‘Since you can control your gift now - reading his emotions is a disgusting invasion of privacy.'

Rau smiles, still blushing - "I see… It looks very nice, Wolf. I’m glad you were able to find the weapons as well. So - what combat style did your father teach you, again?" Thought - ‘If it was truly nostalgia and he’s not flirting… perhaps I’m misinterpreting and this is simply friendship? He’s so confusing.’

Wolf grins confidently - "Dancing!" Rau laughs - "No, really."

Wolf smiles smugly - "Really. You'll see." Thought - 'I'm still not very graceful, but he'll be impressed as it appears he hasn’t seen this style before. ' Dark Thought - 'Why are you trying to impress him at all? This is pathetic.' Thought - ‘I’m just having a bit of fun. I know he doesn’t think of me romantically…but he still has eyes and I like flirting so what’s the harm? Ugh, why am I talking to you?!’

Rau grins - "Aye, I must admit - you have my curiosity." Thought - 'As long as he wears this outfit I don't care how he fights…'

Wolf grins and wields both chakrams - "Get ready. I won't hold back."

Rau chuckles and draws his blade - "Alright then, *dancer*. Do your worst."

Wolf starts dancing. Standard Step.

Close shot. Step 1 (yellow)

Close shot. Step 2 (green)

Zoomed out shot. Standard Finish.

Rau amazed /Wow. Thought - 'Godsdammit... he's beautiful.'

Rau’s eyes move to the left as a chakram flies by his head. Thought - 'Seven hells! I should be focusing on the fight, not leering!'

Rau bends backward, barely dodging the second chakram.

Wolf catches the chakrams as Rau starts charging toward him.

A) Wolf En Avant forward B) Wolf rushes past Rau.

Rau starts to turn as Wolf throws a chakram from behind him.

A) Rau brings his blade up in time to deflect it. B) Rau surprised. Thought - ‘He’s faster too!’

Wolf (both chakram in hand) uses displacement to create more distance as Rau brings his arm back down.

A) Wolf lands and starts Standard Step again. B) Rau stares longingly.

A) Rau looks determined. Thought - 'I can't let him distract me again. B) Far shot. Step 1 (red). Rau charging.

Close shot. Step 2 (blue). 

Wolf Standard Finish as Rau is midair with his blade above his head.

Rau lands, his blade where Wolf just was as Wolf twirls around Raubahn to dodge.

Wolf standing behind Rau. Holding Rau's arm down with his right arm, his left hand holding a chakram to Rau's throat, grinning. Rau surprised. Eyeing the chakram in Wolf’s left hand. Thought - 'Did he… just *win*?!'

A) Rau flustered. Wolf drops his left hand, beaming - "I do believe I’ve just won my first duel against you!” B) Wolf ponders - “Unless…did you let me win again?" Thought - 'His cheek…is so… kissable right now…' Rau closing his eyes, embarrassed but still blushing. 

Rau blushing turns his head, trying to look back at Wolf, beams - "Aye, that was a legitimate victory. Well done!" Thought - 'Now claim your prize… Damnit, why can’t he just acknowledge his feelings and make a move?!'

A) Rau smirks, still blushing, looking at the ground. Wolf steps back, surprised. Thought - 'Is he feeling… no way! I’d swear my Echo has been broken around him lately!' B) Wolf taunts - "Alright then - the usual rules! You owe me lunch! Suppose I’ll have to hold you to that after we liberate Ala Mhigo…" Rau sighs and smiles awkwardly, looking at the sky.

Wolfram Saga Comics (Chronological)

[wench-and-jezebel]

NCIS Reaction: Minimum Security

Wench (@scripted-downfall) reacts.  At a later time period, and without having seen Wench’s reaction, Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts.  Comparisons may be made as a result.

“If my old man finds out I’ve been biking with you, he’ll kill us both” “I’ll get you a ride.”  Sounds like they might not just have been biking, if’n ya know what I mean.

[“Don’t get your thong in a twist”]

“What if he doesn’t stop?”  “Oh, he’ll stop.”  Buddy, I’m not sure I’d be so certain about that

Ohhhhh, the poor bike :(((( 

I understand him being pissed about the bike, for real.

That doesn’t change the fact that the guy’s already dead, I bet y- [Aghhhhh’ ☠️☠️☠️  Well he ain’t gonna be wishing shit lol]  WHAT DID I SAY!!!  (Should I start keeping a prediction counter?  I think I should.  Prediction Success: 1)

[Aight imma say it. Gibbs is handsome.  There I said it.  Add it to my weird list]  I don't get this one, but that's not much of a surprise to me these days alksdjf  [Idk it’s his smile. Kinda Tom cruise-y but 🤷🏻‍♀️]

I love the sections of the intro belonging to Tony and Abby.  His lil wave?  Her lil jump?  So cute.

Blegh.  BLEGHHHH.  “RUN THE GUT FOR ME.”  BLEH.

Ducky’s assistant’s name is Gerald, btw.

If not gallbladder stones, then… Diamond smuggler?

“They’re stones, doc.”  Diamonds looking possible.

Oh, come on!!!  EMERALDS???? 

[Emeralds.  Well shit]

I’m so annoyed now.  I think diamonds should count.  The point was there; “gemstones” was the correct answer.  I just didn’t get the exact gem right.  Hmph.  Now I’m unhappy.  You know what?!  I got the gemstone part right, so.  (Prediction Success: 1.5)

I also got the smuggling part right, so… (Prediction Success: 2.5)

[God I’m glad Tony brought his hair back forward.  The slicked back wasn’t it.] Agree.

Tony being linguistically pedantic makes me happy; I relate

TONY BEING SO HAPPY ABOUT GOING TO CUBA MAKES ME SO HAPPY TOO!!!  HIS CACKLE?!!?!  MY BELOVED. [Tony is so happy]  (Same Brain Cell — SBC — Count: 1)

[Sir how many times you gonna swap which way you’re wrapping that cord]

Oof, NCIS agent is involved.

“The women I date think the smell of sawdust is sexy.  That’s probably why I don’t date many women.”  Gibbs.  Ma’am.  Excuse you.  Sawdust is amazing.  The smell is awesome.  I would not date Gibbs, but the sawdust is not the issue.

All of these characters spilling Gibbs’ coffee… damn, what a waste.

“The Navy’s giving us a priority ride today.”  TONY FINALLY GETS HIS PRIVATE JET RIDE!  He looks so disbelieving; he’s adorable.

Oh.  Okay, apparently it’s not a private jet ride, and is very uncomfortable, but still.

OH.  Apparently it is a private jet ride.  HAH!

Dude, this looks like the Criminal Minds jet.  [It looks like the criminal minds plane] (SBC Count: 2)

Gibbs bemoaning the comfortable seating because it’s not uncomfortable; madam, calm yourself.  A little comfort will not harm you.

Poor Tony, keeps getting his hopes up about the trip, only to have them dashed.  Then again, the last times this happened, things were then better than he expected, so maybe he’ll get his horseback riding et al. after all!

Okay, I suppose I should have said: Oof, NCIS agent might be involved.

NO BUT TONY PULLING UP THE AIRPLANE STATS ON THE TOUCHSCREEN IS SO RELATABLE; I DO THAT ALL THE TIME.  Whenever I fly (very rare occurrence), I always stare at the air temperature and watch it change alsdkjf. Gibbs actually looked vaguely annoyed-but-endeared, and I approve.

“Anthony DiNozzo”  Whoa, we’re being fancy

[HES CHEESING SO HARD. i can’t even]

[I love her hair cut]

I know she said “there’s a map in it”, but my subtitles got cut off and it reads “there’s a man in it”

Y’all are really not being subtle, ngl.

“So, is there something going down that I should know about?” SEE?!?!?!

Wow, they were even more unsubtle than I thought.

[I half-remember this one]

That scene change was… abrupt.

I like Tony’s shirt.

Are Kate and Tony gonna bicker over room placement

I KNEW IT.  (Prediction Success: 3.5)

Kate saying Tony’s sexist in past episodes and also being the character who pulls the “I’m a woman” excuse more often than anyone to get her way

[I love Abby]

Are they still bickering over room placement

Please tell me Gibbs takes the room they were fighting over

WHAT DID I SAY; HE REALLY WENT AND DID THAT! I’M ON A ROLL (Adding two becuase they were still bickering over room placement btw.  Prediction Success: 5.5) [He took the bed with the bath I love it]  (SBC Count: 3)

[Tony.  You child.  I love it]

IGUANAAAAAA.  [Oh man, iguana]  (SBC Count: 4)

Poor Tony aksdjflkasjdf. Pulling his gun on the iguana.  [HALT]

To be fair, if I woke up with a strange lizard on my pillow, two inches away from sleep-clogged eyes, I might flip out too.  Especially since it was hissing.

[The wink at the fact Tony sleeps in the nude, though.  Kate!  You dog!]

Kinda poor Benjamin, but also.  He seems annoying.

I love Abby’s choker.  And her gloves.  (My brother bought my sister fingerless gloves and didn’t get me any and now I’m left mourning what could have been.). Abby’s are still cooler than my sister’s though.

I know this dude… OH.  HE’S THE MUSEUM CURATOR IN THE MUMMY ISN’T HE

Tony being followed by the iguana saldkfj 

[That iguana staring him down. He like what he saw in bed lol]

“Might want to keep that door shut; iguanas’ve been known to wander inside”. Yes.  Tony knows.

[Tony’s whole damn looks change with his hairstyles]

I love the word “rapport”

“Did I say both of you?”  “Well, you didn’t not say both of us.”  “She’s kinda got a point there, boss.”  The Kate-and-Tony-versus-Gibbs interaction I always knew we needed.

btw, Tony calling Gibbs “boss” is adorable

Ooh, Gibbs, why you having Kate stay, huh?

Did.  Did they just randomly time-skip from him leaving to him coming back?  I’m confused.  [Did the video time skip… did it go from Tony leaving to Tony being back]  (SBC Count: 5)

[Lord Tony’s gonna be out there dancing ☠️]

“Shane.”  “Who’s Shane?”  “Alan Ladd.”  “Who’s Alan Ladd?”  BUDDY

“Why aren’t you praying?”  Don’t assume, Ka-  WHAT DID I SAY.  “I’m Presbyterian.”

IS HE ASKING ABOUT SHANE- I LOVE IT

“Oh, you young people don’t know what good movies are.”  Speaking as a person on the younger end of the gamut while still having been raised on classics, I can attest that modern audiences have suffered in movie quality.  In my opinion, at least.

“‘Splat’ isn’t violent?”  Love you, Tony.

“Are you here to check me out?”  Flirtatiously: “Define ‘checking out.’”  I SEE YOU, TONY

Buddy’s not even subtle rn, is he?  That was blatant flirtation.

[Tony. You blew that one]

I feel like pulling out Paula has some serious risks attached.  Yeah, she might be dirty, but she might not be, and her rapport is being screwed up as a result.

Tony playing the desperate flirt at the bar over here.

[She came back]

“If you don’t like me, then why do you keep coming over here for refills.”  “I like the game.”. “Me too.”  ngl, really hoping she’s not corrupt because the banter is decent.  And since McGee isn’t in this one, I’ve gotta take the repartee where I can get it.

 BUDDY GETS HIS DANCEEEE.  Tony, I’m so proud.

OOP-  That spin was slick; Tony, I commend you

— — — 

Stopping here because we’re at a scene change for the midpoint reaction!

I confess I’ve not much to say… It very much annoys me that this show has been very guilty-until-proven-innocent, without many instances where that changes; I mean, just from what springs to mind, there was the episode where the group was convinced the kid committed suicide; the naval folks were taking drugs; and now this, the ep where they’re all assuming that Cassidy is dirty from the fact that the vic had her (his coworker’s) male in her care.  They always assume, even when it’s illogical to do so, that the obvious is factual.  And I think that’s part of why I keep making predictions to the contrary, tbh.  I want them to be wrong because I want them to face their illogic each time, instead of getting lucky.  (But, I recognize, sometimes they’ll be right even if their logic isn’t sound, so I guess that’s fair.). Anyway, I want Cassidy to be innocent because of that, even if it doesn’t make sense given the story, but I’m not making that a prediction.

Mourning McGee’s absence; appreciating Kate and Tony, and Gibbs is not bad.  On we go!

— — —

I’m cringing just thinking about swallowing those emeralds; they look sharp.

Okay, I’m sorry, but I’m vaguely suspicious of museum-curator-translater dude.  Like, ever since I saw Shutter, where Ben’s lying to Jane about what the photo shaman dude was saying?  I never trust that translators are adequately conveying the message.  Call me cynical, but ‘tis true.

Tony dancing with Cassidy is so cute, I’m sorry.

Damn, Gibbs, be even more blunt about it why don’t you; that wasn’t harsh enough

Iffy acting, but I can’t tell if it’s actress or character

She really shouldn’t just hand over her apartment keys, I’m reasonably confident.

Tony looks vaguely conflicted about having to search Cassidy’s apartment

IGUANA.  [IGUANA]  (Damn, that one was blatant; SBC Count: 6)

“You were so excited coming to Cuba and riding on the jet” It’s true, Kate, he was adorably excited.

“You were the first woman I saw on my ‘endorphin high.’”  “Yeah, well.  We work together, Tony.  It’s like a brother-sister thing.”  Ma’am clearly has not seen any of the countless films, shows, fics, and irl interactions that feature in-office romances.  

WAIT NO I’M AN IDIOT; SHE HAD AN IN-OFFICE ROMANCE?!?!?!  IN THE PILOT?!!??! MA’AM, WDYM?!?!

“You might wanna take that chip of your shoulder”  Oh, of course, no problem; of course it’s okay that you searched my mail and my apartment and so on.  Not a difficulty at all.

“He blew his chance to get laid”  Oh, come on, Cassidy, it’s not Tony’s fault.  [He blew his chance to get laid. Poor Tony ☠️]  (SBC Count: 7)

Oh, are we back to terrorists again?  How.  Unique.  [TERRORISTTTTS]  (Okay, that counts.  SBC Count: 8)

Gibbs once again being vinegar-not-honey.

DAMN ABBY YOU’RE EXPENSING A LOT I SEE  [Abby ☠️☠️ racking up a bill] (SBC Count: 9)

Tony’s hair is floppy.

Did he notice that she had “Escada” perfume?  

I KNEW IT.  (Prediction Success: 6.5)

“Horizontal salsa” alksdjf ["Horizontal salsa"]  (SBC Count: 10)

I reallyyyyy want Cassidy to be good now that they’re giving Tony so much shit for caring about her.  [Tony’s done got smitten over one dance.  Buddy. 💕 *sigh*]

“Romance between agents, Kate.  It never works.”  Sir, shush.  Even if you’re speaking from experience, that proves nothing.  You’re not exactly easy to get along with. [And the romance between agents never working is coming off as an asshole rule/thought. BUT HE ISN'T WRONG AS FAR AS THE SHOW GOES]

I know my comment about the translations was about museum-curator-guy, but I maintain that it counts as half a prediction success since Sa’id was doing exactly that: not translating the whole conversation.   (Prediction Success: 7)

Abby and Ducky, again; I love you both.

[Ducky’s mother!]

DUCKYYYYY.  OMG, SIR!?!?!?  YOU’RE HILARIOUS, YOU SCANDALOUS DOG!  [You… dog? 👀]  (SBC Count: 11)

[Easter eggs ☠️☠️]

“My cursor has moved across places that would make Tony blush.”  Not Tony looking appraising!

IGUANA.

Protective!Tony is adorable.

Jeez, Gibbs, be harsher why don’t you; that wasn’t enough.

Cassidy, I stuck up for you, and now you be mean to Tony?  To make yourself look good?  Once again, these people need to stop tearing down their fellows as a means of increasing their own status.  I’m actually getting annoyed again by this.  [Tonyyyyyyy ☹️☹️☹️  “He bought my act.”  I hateeee the sad tony eps.  There’s a few.  Be prepared.]  (Does this count as SBC?)

Poor Tony.  [Poor Tony. “She’s good.” Tony’s face. Ya I agree 💔💔]  (That does.  SBC Count: 12)

“Eyes always give you away”  Poor Tony :(  [Sass tony! Get her GET HER (Eyes always give ya away)]  (SBC Count: 13)

[And she has the AUDACITY to look at him like a kicked puppy]  Like I said.  Don’t be mean to your allies to make yourself look good.

I. Do not trust this.  I’m waiting for her to pull an Elizabeth-from-24 and not go along with the plan.  Get pissed and try to kill him, or screw up the plan.

Tbh, I’m glad that didn’t happen.  I didn’t appreciate it in 24 (only partly because it was Misha who got attacked as a result), and I wouldn’t have appreciated it here.

“There.  Right there.”  I didn’t realize this was Legally Blonde: the Musical.

I’m impressed he didn’t notice the wire yet.

Did I mention, yet?  Poor Tony.

This situation was astoundingly mishandled, ngl.  [Damn plan backfired]  

[Well the back fire backfired also]  Literally lakdsfj

Poor Tony :(((  [Tonyyyyy]  (I’m counting that one too.  SBC Count: 14)

I appreciate Kate trying to help Tony.

Also, just saying, Tony is quite dashing in the suit.

TONY.  HE FINALLY GOT TO SHOW OFF THE TECHNOLOGY TO SOMEONE WHO APPRECIATED IT!!!  My goodness, he’s so adorable.

[Well his smile’s back at least.]

And that’s a wrap!

– – –

For the endpoint reaction… Be warned that I’m writing this with a killer headache (hah, pun unintended), so I’m not sure it’s 100% coherent, and it might be a bit short.

I’m glad that Cassidy wasn’t involved because, as I’ve said, they’ve got a bad habit of having snap judgements they make at the beginning be right all the way through to the end.  Unfortunately, this was about the most logical snap judgement of the series thus far, so I’m also vaguely annoyed it wasn’t right.  I’m deciding to wash my hands of it because it’s not like the characters will actually learn, but oh, well.

The writing was decent, I suppose?  Highly, highly lost as to how the hell emerald smuggling turned into terrorists again, but… I’ve given up on trying to track it.  I will say: there’s a slight possibility that reacting simultaneously to the ep is causing me not to notice stuff?  Or to track the plot?  But I doubt it.  I’m still good with Dark Angel, after all, and following it is easy.  But I guess I’ll just wait until we watch something else to decide; I legitimately cannot be sure whether the bad writing would be a little better if I were just watching it straight.  (Pretty sure not though.)

Gibbs was an asshole again, but not enough that I’m currently fuming about it, I suppose.  Kate was good; I liked her.  Abby and Ducky continue to be awesome.  McGee was notably missing, which is sad, but oh, well.

Summary of this ep: Tony deserved better.

Final thoughts as I type the end of this reaction: The chances I don't write something about this ep… Low.

[theredheaded-stuff]

Based off of this: https://youtu.be/mjypsweqpBY

(Sorry if I’m asking too many questions lately, just love your answers 😋)

Anyways Basically a sidekick makes fun of the Batfam for not having superpowers and Damian puts him in his place and the girls on their team actually find it attractive when Damian does this

Boy: Wow. Thanks *DAD!* maybe if you had some powers, you might’ve been there to help the Guardians on their *LAST!* day

Damian: *glares at the insult and gets in his face and says menacingly* I don’t know you yet, so I’m gonna assume that was a joke and I don’t need to beat your ass until all you wanna do is call me dad again.

How does the Batfam react to Damian saying this?

How does the Batfam react to the girls on the team developing a crush because of it?

I could help myself I just wanted so badly draw this

Ana Sorry for answer it later!!! So much school work

I would prefer lie but i have to let ya know that i got to look up the meaning of menace, Damian can be a little menace and i love it

I think batfam would be like : WHAT???

And dick and Steph like : The baby isn't baby???!!!

Tim and Jason are just laughing untill their asses fall

Cass is so surprised, but somehow she finds Damian answer better than hunt down the boy, i can say she approves????

.....

Dick is being terrible protective of Damian, but also having fun laughing when Damian have trouble because the girls have a crush on him

What i can say depending of the girl they just drag Damian away and pick another mission for him, "you want date my little brother??? Cool you never seeing him again"

Cass simply put Damian over her shoulder and left with him.

Duke is being playful about it,sometimes he even uses his metapowers to do Damian looks cooler.

Little add : Damian friend's are doing a whole fanfic about it.

Also

Same Boy : you're a spoiled menace!

Damian deadpan : you won't call me menace when I shut your mouth.

Boy : !!!!!???

Everyone: ...

[sassylady1103]

Shop Talk

Things have been going pretty well. The weather has been beautiful and the garden is doing great! It’s been nice to eat fresh fruit and veggies rather than BlamCo Mac and Cheese or Salisbury steaks. There’s only so much of this old preserved pre-war food I can take. It still blows my mind it’s even edible…

I’ve been feeling much more myself, so I decided to work in the old shelter and start organizing all the stuff I drug out of the pawn shop. I’d just been piling it up down there as I brought it home and it’s a bit of a mess. I moved boxes, slightly worn furniture and hung old paintings up on the wall. I had lugged home several old radios and found out there’s actually a couple radio stations still on the air! I think one is automated, because it plays the same classical pieces over and over, sometimes skipping abruptly and moving to the next selection. But there is one station with an actual announcer between songs. Her name is Julie, and I have no idea where she’s broadcasting from, other than Appalachia, but it feels so normal to hear her on the radio. Just like back in the vault with our daily announcements mixed in with pre-war music!

Anyway, I was singing along with the Ink Spots, unpacking some plushies from the pawn shop when Colleen pulled open the hatch and climbed down. She just stood there for a minute, taking it in with a surprised expression on her face. I guess she didn’t quite understand what I meant when I told her I’d found the “mother load” of junk at the pawn shop. I stood there with a Mr Fuzzie in my hands wondering how she felt about all this. It was odd to suddenly feel nervous about how she’d react. I hadn’t worried about it before, but weirdly, I wanted her approval. Finally she spoke.

“So this is what you were up to when you almost got yourself killed?” I was crushed. I hadn’t really told her why this old junk was important to me. How the loneliness was getting to be too much and that maybe, if I opened up a shop for trade, I would be able to connect with folks and feel like I had a purpose. She must have seen it on my face because she softened as she said “hey, I didn’t mean it like that…more like ‘wow’. I had no idea you’d dragged so much stuff home!”. She looked around and picked up an old ship in a bottle and held it to the light. “Well, look at this…you really did find a treasure trove.”

Still unsure where this was going, I put the Mr Fuzzy down and pulled a Velveteen rabbit from a crate. I held it out to Colleen. “I got this for you, Col. It reminds me of the one you had when I was little…the one I tore up.” Colleen looked at me, then looked at the rabbit, and then she laughed. “I’ve forgotten all about that! It’s perfect. Thank you, Mags.” she brushed some dust off a red overstuffed chair and sat down with the stuffed rabbit on her lap before going on. “You know, I was thinking…you’re aware of the work I’m doing with the Overseer on the Scorched vaccine. I’ve been wanting to get you vaccinated once we figured out how to deliver it to everyone, but seeing you sick, I decided we need to move that up. I want you to come to Charleston with me and use the AutoDoc. I mean, if you’re up to it…”

There were so many emotions rising up in me at that moment. Colleen wanted me to travel with her! To Charleston! I could only imagine the people we’d meet and the things we’d see! I couldn’t even think of it all, but the most important thing was that Colleen wanted me to come with her. That meant everything! I almost teared up. “Sure, that sounds great! I’d love to see Charleston and take a trip with you! I promise we’ll have so much fun!”

Colleen smiled and stood up “well, not too much fun. It’s still dangerous out there and you never know who you’ll meet up with on the roads. You’ll have to follow my lead and jump when I say jump. I don’t want you to think this is a vacation or something.” Winking, Colleen crossed her arms and leaned against the table “besides, I wasn’t sure I could tear you away from your little shop. Looks like it will be quite the business. Are you up to leaving day after tomorrow? We’ll pack up supplies and clean our guns tomorrow and get ready for the road. Then we can head out early. Sound good?”

I could only grin ear to ear and nod. I was overwhelmed and almost knocked her down rushing over to hug her. I can’t wait to go!! Colleen picked up her rabbit and headed back upstairs. I just looked around my piles of goods, already wondering what I could take with me in case I find people willing to trade. It’s going to be hard to sleep the next two nights, I’m so excited!

More from the road!

Mags

PS pics of my efforts today!

[phoenixyfriend]

OKAY so on the topic of Star Wars takes wrt “character ends up in an A/B/O universe where they’re an omega, but they were previously a cis male in their canon”

@atagotiak and I had some Thoughts on discord

So, obviously, Anakin would make a good omega and he’s also incredibly murdery. Foregone conclusion that we're using him for this.

There is no preexisting Anakin in the Omegaverse. He shows up JUST as the war is starting. Canon timeline is in the third year of the war (he’s 22), but whatever dumped him into omegaverse also tossed him back a few years. No de-aging, just a bit of mismatched timeline stuff.

He's... really good at war, and clearly a Jedi, so the Temple just kind of goes "WELL OKAY THEN, SURE, YOU'RE IN, EVERYONE PRETEND HE'S BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME." The Jedi, by and large, don't care about omegaverse dynamics beyond 'what do you need, medically, to be happy and healthy' and 'what do you need to be aware of so you can be prepared for biases you encounter in the field?’

None of the civilian natborns (mainly politicians) want to put him on the field because of those biases. Anakin, being Anakin, is VERY blatantly an omega in scent, has never been on suppressants (because it wasn't a thing he fucking NEEDED), is incredibly emotional as a person, loves kids, etc.

Like, nobody wants an omega fighting a war anyway, but THIS one is like PINNACLE omega, and those awful Jedi are making him FIGHT just because he's good at stab!

The Jedi: Actually, it's because he's got several years of war experience that we don't, and he's a good tactician that works well with the clones-- Coruscant: You MONSTERS The Jedi: Look, we gave him the option to not stab and he looked absolutely devastated. Anakin, several days earlier: You don’t want me? I’m not good enough??? Jedi: Also he can beat up at least half the temple.

He doesn't know a damn thing about dynamics, but he DOES know that sometimes he's so horny he wants to stab HARDER. The clones are largely disinterested in their generals' dynamics because between mostly-Mando* trainers and no-dynamic Kaminoans, they only really care if a person can shoot.

* Mandalore approves of Fighty Omegas. As far as (traditional) Mandalore is concerned, you want an omega that will kill the threats to your children as well as you do.

Anakin: You know more about being an omega than I do. Rex: ...I'm an alpha. Anakin: Yeah. Let that one sink in a bit.

We have two options for Obi-Wan!

Omegaverse local Obi-Wan (beta) has never met this man before, and is very unnerved that the immediate default reaction Anakin has to his presence is releasing Family pheromones as if Obi-Wan is his DAD and like. This strange, too-tall man from another dimension has got absolutely NO control over what he projects in the Force OR in his dynamic.

Obi-Wan was ALSO transplanted from canon to omegaverse, and is also an omega, for contrast reasons. He is nice and friendly and and likes poetry and that sort of thing... but also he has the highest dismemberment count in the movies. Also he doesn’t prioritize romance.

We went with the second one because it's hilarious.

Someone watching them spar: Wow, omegas from that universe are terrifying.

As previously mentioned, now with some tweaking to account for both: Obi-Wan and Anakin just straight up don't exist until they drop headfirst into the council room, already covered in blood. (It's mostly not theirs.)

Nobody realizes either one is an omega until they "naturalize" to this dimension and Anakin goes into heat... and doesn't realize it, actually, because his primary symptom is heightened protectiveness and aggression. Everyone else with the right nose realizes, because the man has no control over his pheromone production, but Anakin? No. He just stabs. He’s angry and horny and he will cut someone.

Ahsoka has no reaction to human pheromones but basically everyone smells Anakin's "my child!" reaction to her, so... Cool. Have a padawan, we guess.

Anakin ends up sparring a lot with Aayla and Ahsoka, because only humans and near humans have dynamics, so these two don't REACT to the pheromones situation.

(Palpatine is a Kindly Old Beta who tries to treat Anakin the way he EXPECTS Anakin wants to be treated, which is. Not. Accurate.)

(Anakin hates it.)

I'm just so in love with "An omega can't fight." "You wanna fuckin' bet?"

There are plenty of omega Jedi, by the way, it's just... most of them can keep it relatively low-key instead of Anakin's jet-engine broadcast. Some, if they're known to be omega, probably take advantage of being underestimated, like Obi-Wan probably (and especially a version of Obi-Wan that was always an omega, unlike this version). They have a very different way of presenting themselves than Anakin, who's not subtle about being an omega and also not subtle about being all aggressive and stabby.

At one point, Anakin has to protect some Very Traditional Individuals who get all "Stay back, Omega, it's not safe!" and he's just... so tired of this shit. “You are squishy civilians and I'm a trained Jedi Knight and accomplished GAR General who's killed more people in one sitting than there are in this entire palace. Sit the fuck down and let me do my job.”

It starts making the rounds that Anakin insisted on fighting in person, and the rumors shift from "how dare the Jedi force an omega to fight" and over into things that are deeply hurtful in-universe in the vein of "broken omega" and some people try to say it to his face but like...

He didn't grow up here.

He doesn't care.

Say that to one of his friends and he's going to rip out your spleen, probably, but say it to him and he's just staring at you flatly and asking if that's a negative on getting away from the encroaching battle droids, sir?

"You're rather unpleasant for an omega, aren't you?" [deeply offensive] "I literally could not give less of a fuck about your opinion. Move."

It's not that there aren't omegas that act like Anakin, either, it's just that most of them aren't, you know, Jedi who regularly interact with the upper crust, or capable of his level of destruction. Unbeknownst to Anakin, everyone clocks him as Outer Rim based on his behavior, well before his accent gives him away, and certainly before he mentions he's from Tatooine, because Core Omegas Don't Act Like That.

Someone they meet in a more diplomatic setting says something decently passive-aggressive about how at least Obi-Wan acts more like how an Omega should. Then a battle breaks out for some reason, and... well. Anakin and Obi-Wan cause such a scandal by keeping score of kills in a battle, don’t you know?

Turns out sending Anakin to fight Ventress is great because she keeps expecting him to react a certain way but NO he's here to STAB.

I like the idea that Obi-Wan's favorite opponent these days is Grievous because the cyborg doesn't have a nose, and thus gives zero fucks about dynamics or heats. Dooku is a rich old man who has opinions heavily influenced by Sith Juice Making Him More of a Dick, and the Dathomiri can smell dynamics even if they don't have them, and so they have biases about those things. Meanwhile, Grievous is just there to Kill, and Obi-Wan genuinely appreciates the lack of commentary on his dynamic.

Dooku’s probably an alpha, or a beta who's used the whole "we are more level-headed" thing as one of several angles to keep himself the public face and supreme commander of the CIS.

On to more fluffy things that have less to do with political biases.

There's a lot of "I'm upset that my loved ones don't know me," but also please understand the appeal of Obi-Wan marching up to Quinlan like "Yes, hello, I understand you've been read in on the full situation behind myself and my former padawan. I was close friends with your alternate universe self, which I feel is necessary disclosure before I propose the following: Would you like to join me for my upcoming heat, as I have minimal experience with the dynamics situation and even fewer people I actually trust, and I believe I can put my faith in you to treat it as casually as necessary while still having control and respect for my person."

(The Team is in a fairly safe place to process stuff, but having sudden unexpected changes to your biology has gotta be a little traumatizing, on top of ending up in a universe where none of your friends know you and people have a whole host of unfamiliar forms of sexism to point at you.)

Obi-Wan, who wasn't quite touch-averse but was much more easily overwhelmed by physical contact than Anakin (who craved it), suddenly finds his body switching gears and insisting on cuddles with Trusted Loved Ones, which is.... mostly Anakin, on account of nobody else really knowing him yet. Also Ahsoka, who is aware that she's something of a replacement for her alt-universe self, but Anakin explained it as "I love you so much no matter which dimension I'm in or what you're like, and I'd like to get to know you the way I got know her."

(It's rather eloquent for Anakin. He got Obi-Wan to help him draft up the script for when he pitched taking on omegaverse Ahsoka as a padawan.)

Anakin gets a more intensely sexual heat than 'usual' at one point for Reasons (IDK it could be as innocuous as 'we got better food than the usual rations and my body is reacting to the higher fat content with the belief that it's safer to have a baby now'), which nobody takes a whole lot of notice of because they're in a WAR, and also this is only his fourth one so it's not like he's got a lot to compare it to... except then the predominantly alpha clones can't stop themselves from reacting to the pheromones, mostly by wandering past his door and asking if he needs anything, offering up alpha-scented blankets and stuff for the nest to soothe the hormones, bringing snacks and electrolyte drinks, and like, Anakin is flattered, really, but fuck off please.

(He got a warning from medical a few hours before it hit that it would be different, so he actually does have alpha-scented fabrics to help him out. Apparently that's a thing you can just ask friends for, so he asked Rex if he had anything on hand that he could spare. He now has one of Rex’s recently-used sheets and a bodyglove in the nest.)

(Anakin has no idea how to feel about the nesting instinct, but at least it’s warm.)

Tia asked "Oh hey, who has the scared and horny reaction to his carnage?" and like.

Listen. I'm not saying I've been low-key imagining this as Rex being a very subby alpha who's really into Anakin's whole Thing but...

At one point Anakin gets injured in a way that requires painkillers and he ends up whining to the point of almost crying about the fact that nobody is cuddling him right now in medbay and Kix just gives up and comms Ahsoka to come hug her weird older brother.

And Then There Is Purring.

That’s a Thing Now.

Rex ends up in the pile somehow. He came over to check on Things and ended up yanked in by half-asleep, half-high Anakin, who has a grip like an octopus and no impulse control and is purring like a pod motor while NUZZLING HIM.

There’s a lot of blackmail photos featuring Rex’s very intense blush as he’s cuddled by his commander (giggling at him) and general (clinging like a tooka and rubbing himself all over).

Anakin is deeply offended that ANYONE thinks he'd want to get pregnant by just any old person, NO he needs to fall in LOVE there needs to be EMOTIONAL DRAMA and if Padme won't have him (apparently she's in a relationship and no he's not BITTER) then he'll find someone else to have a whirlwind romance with!

People think Anakin's a slut because he can't control his pheromone production (he has NO practice and for health reasons he can't go on suppressants) so he always smells open and ready for flirtations, which Obi-Wan also has to a somewhat lesser degree (he's older so his body just naturally produces less), and then someone tries to cross a boundary and grabs his ass and ANYWAY Anakin has to now fill out an incident report for breaking a civilian's arm.

Again.

[whumpzone]

Linden & Colton - 25

(masterlist)

CW: pet whump, dehumanisation

("to slag someone off" is slang for criticising someone or dragging their name through the mud)

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Linden tugged his sleeves back up his wrists as he left the doctor’s, if only to have something to occupy his hands with as he walked. The appointment had been fine, at least, and frankly the most interesting part of it had been Vikram’s phone call while he was in the waiting room.

He checked his phone again, but he didn’t have any missed calls, or texts. He tentatively decided to take that as a good sign. He pressed dial as he crossed the road.

“Alright?” said Vik.

“Yeah, yeah.”

“They haven’t sectioned you?”

“One of your less funny jokes,” Linden said with a dry smile, “Particularly since you said the same thing yesterday.”

Vik laughed heartily down the phone. “Funny once, funny forever mate.”

“How’s Col?”

“Oh, he’s fine. He did have some tea in the end. He was looking pretty antsy, so I gave him something to do, just to keep him occupied.”

Linden could tell that Vik was waiting to hear if that had been the right thing to do or a colossal fuck-up. “That’s a good idea. What’s he doing?”

“I was gonna make him roll a cigarette for me,” Vik said, barely finishing before he started laughing again. He was so, so easy to see through. When Linden didn’t react, he moaned, “Come on! That was funny! But I thought you might not approve, so he’s rolling a joint instead.”

“You-“ Linden caught himself, but it was too late. He could see Vik’s vindicated grin already.

“Hahaha! I did not just get you with that. All those books and you’re still not on my brain level. Nah, haha, nah he’s tying some knots. I found some spare shoelaces when I was looking for your special tea. I thought it’d be useful, you know, for his hands?”

“Wow, how is he getting on?”

Linden was genuinely impressed at Vik’s good thinking. He specifically ignored the mention of the special tea. He would not rise to the bait.

“He’s-“ Vik’s voiced sounded momentarily strained, as if he was looking around a corner. “-he’s doing pretty well! I told him to take it slow, and well, I guess he is good at doing what he’s told, innit. I stuck the telly on too, to fill the silence.”

“It sounds like it’s going great,” Linden said. “Just, maybe, I don’t know- maybe make it clear what the knots are for? Like, for tying shoes or something. I don’t want him to think they’re for him.”

“Ugh, ugh, I hate thinking about it. Ugh! Yeah, I will. I just got out the bathroom, I’m gonna go back downstairs and hang out with him. He’s honestly been fine, though.”

“He put his hand in boiling water, once,” Linden said quietly. It felt good to tell someone else, and Vik was the person he trusted most.

. . .

Vik stopped, and instead sat down at the top of the stairs. “Really?”

“Yeah,” his brother’s voice crackled through the phone. It was a bit broken after all the times he’d dropped it, and the call quality left a lot to be desired. “I can’t even remember what he did, honestly. But he thought he was in trouble for it, and he thought- I guess he decided to take matters into his own hands.”

The phrase was strangely apt. He had noticed the burn on Col’s hand, of course he had, but he had assumed it was a leftover from whoever used to own him. Linden was a worrier at the best of times- who could ever measure how much this had scratched away at him?

“So he just, plunged it in? Where did he get boiling water anyway? He doesn’t look able to pick the kettle up.”

“No, I was cooking pasta. I left him alone for a minute or two, which, god, obviously I regret it so much now.”

“But listen, he probably would’ve just done something else, though. The next time you left him. Honestly, mate, it wasn’t your fault.”

“Ah, you’re right.”

Linden fell silent, but Vik could tell he wanted to say something else. “Yeah, you are right. He was hellbent. I don’t even know how deeply traumatised you have to be to do that to yourself, just to make someone else happy. I think… I’m glad I told you, Vik. The guilt is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. But it feels good to be told that I couldn’t have avoided it, not really. He would have come up with another plan.”

“Yeah, that is the absolute truth. Trust me.”

. . .

Vik’s confident voice was just what Linden needed to hear. He smiled sadly.

“Afterwards, I rushed him upstairs, I put it under the tap, I made sure I put ointment on it every day after. It’s looking a lot better now.”

“Definitely. He was in the best hands. You’re level headed like that, aren’t you? But you’d feel better if I was back in the room with him, wouldn’t you. I’ll head down now if that’s okay.”

Vik had read his mind, as usual. “Yeah, just to be sure. It’s still weird leaving him alone. I think trusting him like this is really good, though. I think. I don’t know.”

“He’s absolutely fine. Right now he’s making knots like he’s in the fucking Scouts. Perfect activity- you can thank me later. In money.”

“Hah, did I forget to tell you that this gig was voluntary?”

“Voluntary you say? I’m walking out the fuckin’ door then.”

“Oh, just go downstairs. Go annoy Colton instead of me.”

. . .

The sound of Vikram’s voice stopped. Col hadn’t heard anything. The television was on to stop him eavesdropping like he’d done earlier.

His old master had never had that problem. His pet was kept in the basement for a reason. But there had been a few occasions when Col had had all his senses taken away. Vik could have done that, if he wanted. He still could.

Col fumbled with the knot, having to start again. Vik could tie a blindfold around his head, ripping a few hairs out in his roughness, and put the headphones over his ears. Leave him hog-tied in the corner of the room, struggling to breathe as his own weight pressed against his lungs, slowly feeling his limbs go numb. Until eventually, he felt nothing at all. Vik could’ve even hung him from the ceiling, to make him truly hollow. Until Col was practically a lifeless doll, on display for his owner, or shut away and forgotten about.

The programme on the television changed, and it startled Col just enough to bring him back to reality. Vik was already in the room, looking at the knot Col had tied with the other shoelace. He froze in fear.

The knot was clumsy, and one good tug would unravel it for sure. It wasn’t sturdy and fortified like the one Vik had shown him, and although Col had tried his best to mimic it, he knew his efforts were never good enough.

“How are you getting on with the shoelaces, then? Can I see?”

Col watched as Vik held it in his palm, careful not to disturb it, and smiled. The kind of matter-of-fact, maybe even a little impressed smile, with raised eyebrows.

“Mate, this is really good. You’ve literally done it. How long did this take?”

“Um, about, about six minutes sir. Probably a bit longer.”

“You know how excited Linden is gonna be when he sees this?”

Col tried desperately to fight away the excitement that bloomed inside him. He wouldn’t, he wouldn’t be excited, owners didn’t act like that. Master wouldn’t be impressed at all.

Vik watched him carefully, then handed the knot back to him. Col gingerly picked it up.

“No, honestly, he’ll be so proud of you. This is great.”

Col couldn’t let himself believe it, but he still had to be properly grateful for the kindness. “Thank you sir, I don’t deserve it, really…”

“Haha, course you do. Oh-!”

Col flinched, then glanced in the direction of Vik’s surprised stare. Jaffa had gotten ahold of the other shoelace, the one Col had recently unravelled, and was dragging it around happily.

Vik had already pulled his phone out, squatting down to take a picture.

“She’s sooo cute, isn’t she.”

“Y-yeah, she is cute, sir.”

Col didn’t need to reply. He shouldn’t be speaking at all, really. But Vik didn’t react. He didn’t seem to mind in the slightest.

He wasn’t a Pet owner as far as Col knew. Maybe he just wasn’t that interested in things like punishment, or discipline, or having a willing slave at your disposal. That was hard to rationalise, though. Did humans like that really exist? Col had never met one like that before. All the humans he’d ever encountered had made sure to enjoy Col’s skin and flesh as much as they could. He was there to be used up, broken and put back together again. Vik would figure out how he wanted to use Col soon. Humans all had their own quirks, their own specific tastes, and satisfying them was the only option Col had.

He wanted to ask when Master would be back home, but he didn’t dare.

. . .

Putting his phone away, Linden felt something else in his pocket. It was flat, and small, and he realised that it was Dom’s business card. The design was straightforward, in a mixture of blue and white, and had his number displayed clearly at the bottom. Huh. He kind of wondered how Dom was getting on with that new Pet of his. Maybe next week, he’d ring him up.

. . .

Colton had been knelt on the floor for most of the afternoon, tying his knots and stroking Jaffa, so Vik had sat on the edge of the coffee table. It was a bit less formal than being on the furniture, he figured, since Col had decided to ban himself from it.

To be honest though, he wasn’t sure if it made a difference. Col seemed pretty fucking set in his ways. Vik could’ve sat on the floor next to him, or on a gold-plated throne, and Col would’ve shown him the same amount of creepy respect.

When everything was said and done, Vik just… didn’t get Pets. He didn’t get the whole point of them. He had been with this one for five hours at most, and he had pretty much run out of things to do.

Maybe I need to get some new hobbies, he thought. With things like going into town, throwing jokes around or just playing video games out of the picture, he was finding himself pretty stumped.

He knew he shouldn’t really go there, but even with the telly on, the stillness was making him antsy.

“Col, your old place. What did you do all day? Did you have chores and shit?”

Col didn’t look at him, but that was normal. His voice was surprisingly clear as he answered. “I waited until my Master wanted me, sir.”

“Wh-“

Vik stopped himself. He had taken it for granted that Col was allowed to roam around, in his last place. But really, the scarring on his wrists, and to a lesser degree his ankles, could have told him otherwise. Yes, he probably did do a lot of waiting. All by himself. Ugh! Any measure of boredom or unease seemed to leave him, then. He felt like just keeping Col company was probably a good thing.

“Right, right,” he replied instead, trying to keep it light. Col’s eyes flicked up to his face for just a second, but he couldn’t tell what that meant. “Where is your, uh, your owner now, anyway?”

Because if I ever see him I’ll makes sure to be prepared. He wouldn’t stand a chance, not if I had a few of the guys with me too. We could follow him somewhere quiet and get our knuckles bloodied.

“He’s dead, sir,” Col mumbled, bringing his hands closer to his chest.

Vik reached behind his back and turned the television off.

“Huh.”

Vik could see the human being that he clearly was. Maybe next time he took over from Linden for the day, he could challenge him to an arm wrestle. Col’s shoulders already looked pretty hefty. Yeah, Vik could even bring over some weights. That would be a great way to pass the time.

-

Col flinched at the sound of the door unlocking, but it seemed to Vik like he flinched at just about everything. His eyes were widening in excitement straight after.

“Oh, Linden’s back,” Vik said, getting up.

He was relieved, sure, but it had been pretty interesting to spend some time with Col. Linden was definitely better suited to having him, of course. Linden was good at taking things slow. But Vik… maybe he’d managed to get Col out of his shell a bit. Maybe underneath that sad exterior Col had felt a little less afraid, since Vik didn’t own him. Who fucking knew. No one had got boiling water all over them, Col hadn’t completely freaked out, and Vik had found the special tea. It had been a good day.

Col went to get up as well, then hesitated, hanging back and looking at Vik. “It’s okay, go say hi if you want.”

Col nodded and padded out of the room, and Vik had enough brains to know to give him a few moments with Linden.

“Hi, Col! Hi love,” said the hermit.

“Welcome home, Sir,” Col replied, his voice lighter and fuller than Vik had heard all day. Aw. It was quite cute, in a way. He had been worrying that Col would go even weirder on Linden’s return.

“Was Vik nice to you?” he asked, and though Vik could obviously hear the ease in his voice, he was pretty sure Col wouldn’t. Sure enough, he answered in complete earnest.

“Yes, Sir, yes he was very patient, a-and merciful.”

What did that mean? He decided he might as well go and lighten the mood.

. . .

“Linden!”

Vik rounded the corner with the same smile he always wore. Col had been coaxed up from his knees, and he shrank away as Vik approached. Linden hoped that Vik hadn’t noticed. He didn’t want him to take it personally.

“Back so soon?” Vik continued, on one of his crusades to be the funniest man on the planet. “We’ve been having the best time. We just sat and chatted shit about you all afternoon. Ripped the absolute piss out of you, your stupid hair, your shit books, the lot of it.”

“Oh did you now?” he replied sarcastically, giving Vik an unimpressed smile. The type that said oh yeah, I’ve never heard that one before, idiot.

Beside him, Col had fallen into a neutral, submissive position that he could still do while standing up. Head down, hands folded, eyes on the floor. His back wasn’t quite straight, but it clearly wasn’t a pose that had been meticulously beaten into him. It was Col showing initiative, in a strange way.

Vik and Linden said their goodbyes quickly- since they’d already spoken over the phone, there wasn’t much else to ask. Once Vik had left, the house was back to how it always was. Back to just the two of them. They gravitated into the living room and settled into their normal spots- Linden on the sofa and Col on the floor facing him.

Linden eyed a tiny piece of black material sticking out from between Col’s hands.

“Vik said you were tying knots?” he asked. But when Col looked up at him, his face was white as a sheet. His lips parted slightly, like he was trying to get the words out but failing.

“Yes, Sir,” he whispered eventually.

Linden couldn’t help raising his eyebrows, taken aback by the sudden shift. Col had seemed so happy to see him five minutes ago.

“May I see, please?”

Perhaps best to just ignore it for now, he reasoned. Col obeyed, of course, but he couldn’t hide the way his hands were shaking as he handed the shoelace to his owner.

Shit, he was probably worrying that Linden would be displeased by his efforts. He hated that word. Turning the knot around, it was genuinely impressive. He smiled proudly, holding up one loop to his eye and looking at Col through it.

“This is fantastic, Col. I’m really impressed. You must have practised so hard with this, and it looks great. Well done, love.”

Col stared down, refusing to meet his gaze. “Th-thank you, Sir, I’m honoured b-by your praise.”

“Col, what’s wrong? Is something bothering you?”

He held the knot out like some sort of peace offering. Col took it with his burnt hand, and finally made eye contact. His voice was breathy, and barely there. Linden almost had to lean in to hear him. Col looked sick with terror.

“I, I didn’t, I d-d-didn’t do it Sir, I would never.”

“Do…what?”

“I didn’t s-s-say anything bad about you, please, please b-believe me! Please, Sir, I kn-know my words are worthless compared to a, a human’s, but please, please have mercy on m-me Sir, please believe me.”

Linden blinked, and it suddenly clicked. Oh, and it had all gone so well otherwise.

“You mean when Vik said you two were slagging me off?”

Col’s eyes widened and he nodded, bringing his clasped hands up to his chin. “I would never, I swear! I’m loyal, S-Sir, I’m t-t-trying to be good and I would never dare speak ill of you, please, I’m begging you to trust me!”

“Honey, honey, it’s okay, he was just joking, I promise. He’s a fool, he thinks he’s being funny. I’m really sorry, I didn’t even consider what he was saying. He was being sarcastic. He wasn’t trying to get you in trouble, or anything like that.”

Col took a few deep breaths, and swallowed. “He wasn’t, Sir?”

“No, he wouldn’t dream of it. In fact, he told me how well you two got along today.”

“I j-just, I would never speak about you like that, never…”

“I know, I promise. You’re not that kind of person at all.”

Col was too scared to correct him on the use of person, and maybe it was cruel for Linden to take advantage of that, but he wanted to normalise it as best he could, little by little.

He just hoped that this hadn’t coloured the whole day in Col’s eyes. One misunderstanding versus a harmless day. Linden couldn’t tell. Would Col go to bed that night, convinced he was due a punishment? Or would he still be warmed up by the praise Linden had given him?

-

[Received 23:16] [Did you know Col’s old owner is dead?]

[Sent 23:18] [I didn’t know that. Fuck. One more thing I never asked him.]

[Received 23:23] [I’ll come mind the house again when you want to go and spit on his grave.]

-

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The OM characters plus MC react to the game's ads? To me, they are really bizarre and give the game odd vibes.....:

The only adds for the game I’ve gotten are Lucy questioning MC and then saying they don’t match and match MC with Mammon… so that’s the one I’m going with (and not partially because I’m biased towards Mammon)! We’re just gonna pretend the game is a result of MC wanting to tell their life story.

Also I’m sorry this took so long, I’ve been really busy lately and in kind of a writing stump.

Reacting to Their Game Ads (+ MC!)

Lucifer

He’s not even surprised.

Of course someone would make a dating sim about him and his brothers.

But why is it so closely related to their actual transactions with MC..?

Yes, he downloaded the game after seeing the ad.

He was curious and was hoping it would give him clues as to who made it.

So he can punish them.

Hates that MC can date more people than just him.

So he deletes the game.

Whenever he sees one of those ads, the whole house knows.

He’ll be in a sour mood for the rest of the day, even Mammon knows then to pull anything on days like that.

Mammon

Ugh… another ad…

Wait, why’s Lucifer in it?

And why is he calling me MC?!

I don’t..? Match with Lucifer..?

SO DATE MAMMON?!?!?

Man was so surprised he fell out of his bed and hit his head.

Not that he noticed, he was feeling waaaaay too prideful that MC matched with him.

Now what was that game called..?

Is slightly weirded out when he sees it’s a dating sim, but downloads it anyways.

Actually plays long enough to realize this is MC’s life story. Then stops.

Why is their life story a dating game? Are they really that greedy for attention?

Hm… Greedy…

Leviathan

He helped make the art for the game.

And did all of the coding and game-creation-thingy (I have no idea what I’m talking about).

Why?

Because MC asked him to.

So he wasn’t shocked when he got the ad.

That didn’t stop him from getting jealous.

MC matched with Mammon?

*Jealous Levi noises.*

MC won’t be allowed to leave his room.

Why was he getting ads for a game he helped make anyways?!

Satan

Already knows everything about the game thanks to his contacts.

(And because he helped with the script but no one needs to know that.)

Knows MC just wanted to write their life story.

Still…

He hates the reminder of how horrible he and is brothers were to MC in the beginning.

And he gets upset when he sees Lucifer in the ad.

And even more so when MC matches with Mammon.

He won’t leave his room on those days.

Asmodeus

Knows of the game.

Loves the game.

Plays the game.

Flirts shamelessly with himself.

And Lucifer.

And Satan.

And Solomon.

Wow, does he really look that good?

Of course he looks even better in person.

Doesn’t really click that this is MC’s life story turned dating sim.

Beelzebub

Oh? What’s this?

Hey, that’s Lucifer!

Match? Didn’t match with Lucifer?

Is he angry I ate all of the food in the kitchen again?

Did he just call me MC?

OH!

This is just a game ad.

I wonder who MC did match with then?

…

……

………

I’m going to kill Mammon. 😇

Belphegor

No no no no.

He doesn’t want to hear about it.

He doesn’t want to think about it.

He hates it so much.

He hates that almost everyone (save Asmo and Mammon) tried to kill them.

He hates that he did kill MC.

No reminders, please.

He feels so guilty, but he doesn’t know what to do.

So he tries to sleep it all away.

But that doesn’t work when he has nightmares about it.

The last time he got an ad for it, he chucked his phone out of the window.

He still needs to get a new one.

Diavolo

Ultimately approved of the game’s creation.

He thought it’d be an interesting way for MC to talk about their life in the Devildom.

Was NOT expecting a dating sim though…

Shoulda seen that coming, Dia.

He’s really impressed by the drawing style.

(He knows it’s Levi’s, and he’s the only person who didn’t work on the game to know who all did create it.)

He lets the ads play through, just out of curiosity.

Pangs of jealousy whenever he does though.

He’ll try to steal MC for the week.

He never plays the game though.

Barbatos

Forbade Diavolo from playing the game.

Why?

Because it’s a distraction from work.

Secretly wishes he and the prince had more screen time, but understands that MC didn’t live with them.

Maybe he could change that..?

No, the brothers would overthrow the hierarchy of he tried.

Better to just leave things as are.

Doesn’t really care for the ads, he just skips them.

Solomon

Another member who helped write the story.

Partially by using spells to help jog MC’s memory, partially helping with all of the little odds and ends of making a mobile game.

Got so excited when he saw the ad.

And was deeply disappointed when MC matched with Mammon.

But he’s a powerful sorcerer, such things would never get him down!

…

He’s a powerful sorcerer…

Takes out his jealous by using Mammon as Guinea pig for his various spells and potions.

Mammon now lives in fear of the moment Solomon sees those ads.

Simeon

He was the main script(?) writer.

So to see his ad play on his screen, filled him with great joy.

Wait, what did he just do?

What’s his phone doing?!

WHY’S THE GAME DOWNLOADING?!?!

Well… now he has the game.

Might as well play it, right?

He’s actually a VIP.

And has amazing gacha.

And is almost always at the top of the leaderboard.

Luke

Was one of the only people who didn’t work on the game that knew about it when it was being made.

He tried to convince MC not to make it a dating sim but…

See how well that turns out.

He downloaded the game and lets the ads play out because he feels like it’s helping.

He doesn’t actually play the game though.

He doesn’t want to date demons.

Even if he is playing from the point of view of MC.

MC

Hehehe~

The director of the game creation, if you will.

Wanted something as a memory for everything that happened to them since they came to the Devildom.

But this is MC, a dairy is not enough for them.

So they turned it into a dating sim.

Because why not?

Plus, it was hilarious watching everyone react to the ad of MC getting paired with Mammon.

After all, he was their first.