#btw it's great I can write shit like this and not even tag as a pairing. they're really Just Like That

[curapicas]

at this point we all know link click is only happening as it is (timeline nº2) because Lu Guang is fiercely loyal

BUT. Not to be cheesy but I also firmly believe link click is only happening as it is because of Cheng Xiaoshi's optimism. You take his optimism + Lu Guang's ability to see the bigger picture and you get Lu Guang going back in time even if he deep down doesn't believe a death node can be avoided, both mad with grief and inspired, hoping against all odds that his friend is right and there's hope even if you can't see it

[moinsbienquekaworu]

It's 2pm, my city's pride parade starts at 2pm in a part of town that's like 20 minutes away in public transportation, my best friend said we would go together but they made other plans for this afternoon so I'm going alone, and it's raining. Do I even bother.

[elsa-fogen]

My day was ruined today

PLEASE! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! DO NOT TAG SOMEONE'S POST AS A SHIP IF IT'S NOT TAGGED LIKE THAT ORIGINALLY! PLEASE! AND IF OP ASKS YOU TO REMOVE SOME TAGS - PLEASE DO THAT, BECAUSE YOU REBLOGGED THEIR POST, THEY DESERVE AT LEAST SOME RESPECT, RIGHT? DON'T BE DISRESPECTFUL, DON'T MAKE UP THINGS THAT AREN'T THERE

Anyway, because of that my whole day was ruined and i couldn't focus on drawing, and if i post nothing else today - this is why. Why can't you delete someone's reblog, why adding them to blacklist doesn't delete their reblog.. it's not the first time i struggle with this problem. And sometimes you can reason with the person in DMs, and it's great, you achieved agreement. But sometimes they say shit like "are you [anything]phobic? why would you don't like this tag if you're not?" BITCH-- (this really happened to me once btw) And even writing in the post doesn't help, because there are SO MANY spiteful people who will tag your post as something you especially asked don't tag

So... yeah. sorry for the whining today

[hazbinhazmeinachokehold]

Sorry if I’m a bother, if that’s the case feel free to skip over this one.

I freaking loved it! I’m now inspired to draw Sam with the overlords now! If it’s not too much trouble could I ask for Zestial, Charlie and the rest of the hotel’s reactions to Sam?

(Ooo!😳 what if for Angel’s it’s Valentino who tries to hurt him?! That could get messy!)

A/n: Nah dude you're fine! Though I don't write for Zestial (not that that's your fault I keep forgetting to put that in the rules.)

Warnings (?): nothing major happens but Val's here so warning for abuse. Also, Alastor is hurt in Husk's part and Val is hurt in Angel's part, it's nothing graphic but if you don't want to read about that skip those parts.

!!!not proofread!!!

Charlie: Just as cuddly as you! Gladly accepts any candy from you. She ends up getting candy from the hotel for you. Let's you tag along if it's safe (or at least what she assumes you can handle.) Despite being the princess of Hell it's a known fact that she's a pushover and usually refuses to use her powers. So it's not that much of a surprise when someone attacks her. What is a surprise is how you react. I'm going to be honest, she is at least a little scared of you now. Though she's pretty sure you'd only attack people when they hurt your friends. We’re about 80% sure they're harmless.

Vaggie: She ain't too keen on cuddles, but isn't totally against it. She's not great with kids when they're just chilling so she doesn't know what to do. Also, she isn't one for sweets but appreciates the gesture. You remind her of Charlie in a weird way (but like platonic obviously.) Vaggie got some crayons for today's bonding activity when some random sinner attacked Vaggie. Before Vaggie could defend herself the sinner was ripped off of her. She just stared dumbfounded as you took care of the sinner. Well, there goes her thinking you're like Charlie. I mean sure you seemed sweet when somebody attacked a person you liked. You became terrifying and did anything to defend them- wait never mind you're more like Charlie now.

Angel Dust: Kinda creeped out by you before you do anything tbh. You follow him around nearly everywhere and keep offering him candy, despite barely knowing each other. But he understands you're a kid and may have a hard time showing you care, but he sets a ground rule: NEVER follow him to work. It's not a place for kids to be, and you followed that! Valentino just couldn't keep his hands off Angel even out of the studio. You too were just at a park, it was night so no one was really around. Until Valentino spotted Angel, you didn't hear any of the words that were said between them. But you did see Valentino hit Angel and that was the end of that. Seeing you almost kill Valentino was horrifying but also very cathartic. After the initial shock wears off you get about 20 bags of candy and however much cuddle time you want.

Husk: He's pretty blunt about finding you off-putting. But you don't seem to care and still follow him around like a lost puppy. The fact that him insulting you didn't sour your opinion of him even a little bit concerns him. So he starts to look after you. Not because he cares about you! Just because it'd be messed up to let a kid get manipulated no matter who they are. He totally cares about you. He gives chocolate milk or any sweet drink you like at the bar. One day Husk decided to stand up to Alastor which seemed to be a huge mistake on Husk's part. It would have been if it wasn't for you walking in on the scene. The threats were made good on. Just towards Alastor instead of him doing them. Husk is a little shaken up but hey he's probably free now. Gets you any candy you want and shows you a shit ton of card tricks.

Niffty: Tbh I don't have much to say about her. She finds you interesting but doesn't give you much thought. Though eventually when you protect her she returns your affection. Because you are scary and small which are both things she is.

Sir Pentious: (this is while he's in hell btw) Not great with kids. Like I don't think the egg bois are kids but even if they are the only experience he has with kids is his minions. But he does try! He does care for kids. He'll get you candy and cuddle if you want. He used to try to take over territories a lot. He always failed but he still made a lot of enemies that way. So when one of them finds him and tries to hurt him while you're around? I mean if he still wants that territory he can definitely take it now. To be honest I think he'd find you cool, even if you're more than a little scary.

[the-kr8tor]

hihi!! I hope you're having a great day and a new year!

I have a small fic request (u can take it any other forms u want, all up to you!) Can I request a fic where reader asked Hobie if he would rather elope instead of a normal wedding? Since he doesn't like the idea of getting marriage (My hc by the way). Eloping is still kinda like a wedding but just the two of them! No loud music, not alot of money spent etc etc! U can write on how they would do it!

(also I'd like to imagine this is them getting 'enganged' before having the twins HEEHHEHEHE) (i hope this isn't too much) (i would love to see on how you'd write this!!)

reader can be gn or FEM btw :)

Thank you for the adorable request 😘

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Brown/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Word count: 1.5k

Tags: No use Y/N, no specific description of the reader (r is mentioned wearing makeup though), lovestruck Hobie, FLUFF.

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Hobie watches you sing with the band that's currently playing further away on stage. He dragged you out behind all the crowd so you could properly enjoy the concert without getting elbowed by someone. He doesn't mind standing that far from the stage since he gets to see you dance unabashedly when there aren't a lot of people this far back.

The music isn't that loud from where you're both standing, helping Hobie hear your singing, providing a front row seat to your very own concert. He thinks you deserve top billing from how you belt out the lyrics.

The strobe lights illuminate your face, lighting up your best features, add it up with the moonlight shining directly at you like your very own spotlight, he can't get his eyes off you, lips softly smiling, fondness seeping out from his pores.

You feel his stare before you feel his featherlight touch atop your arm, knuckles brushing on your skin, goosebumps spreading through them like fire.

Grinning at him, you wipe sweat off your brow, guessing the summer heat has probably melted all of your makeup, thinking that you look worse for wear.

“Yeah, Hobs?” He once hated that nickname but with you saying it, it might as well be his given name. He loves it if it's you who says it.

Hobie has never seen you look so beautiful even with your mascara running down your cheeks. He's seen you at your worst, loved you more through it, and will continue to love you through your best too.

He loops his pinky around yours, clammy hands meeting equally clammy skin. He blames the weather for the lack of physical affection, if it weren't for the heat he'd be embracing you like a boa constrictor, taking your breath away without devouring you for dinner of course.

“You okay? You look like you're about to pass out. Do you want to sit down for a minute?”

His next words shocks you both.

“I have no idea where we go from here.”

“What?” You chuckle nervously. Maybe you should've worn waterproof mascara. “What are you saying, Hobie?” You forgo his pinky, opting to hold both his hands instead.

Your frown tells him he should've thought this through.

“Sorry,” he laughs shakily, none of the usual Hobie charisma you're used to. “I meant, fuck this is hard.” he's sweating, why did he decide to wear leather vest and heavy boots in this heat? He blames the weather for his shortcomings.

Your heart falls in your stomach. “Are you…are you breaking up with me?” words barely strung together with your tongue tied up.

“What? No!” Hobie backtracks in a split second. “No, love, that's not what I meant.” shaking his head, he removes his hands from yours, deepening your frown.

In an attempt to fix his blunder, he cups your face, thumbs rubbing just under your eyes, spreading the dark ink all over your skin. He definitely needed to think it all through.

Tears start rolling down your cheeks, mascara running with the wetness, turning you into one of the heavy metal band mates that played a couple hours ago.

“Shit!” He roams his face around the concert hall, not knowing how to fix the situation.

“What did you really mean, Hobie?” You sob, balling his shirt in your hands tightly.

Hobie inhales and exhales, collecting his thoughts properly. “We're living together.”

“Uh huh.” You nod, confused.

“We clearly love each other.”

“You're just stating the obvious.” you pause your weeping when he groans in frustration. “What is happening?”

“I–” his next words surprises you more than him. “I wanna fuckin' marry you, love.”

You blink rapidly, tilting your head, utterly flabbergasted. “Huh?”

“That's what I meant with ‘I have no idea where we go from here.’” he sighs, facepalming, pursing his lips. “I want to take another step forward with you, but fuckin' hell I hate the bloody pomp and circumstance of it all.” A smile spreads across your face with every word he says.

Did he just ask for your hand in marriage?

“At the same time I don't think we have to marry just so people would know how committed we are to each other.” He's rambling and you smile wider through mascara filled tears. “Not to mention the fuckin' government knowing about all of it, seriously, why can't they just mind their own business about—”

“Hobs,” it's your turn to hold his face, he stops speaking, his chest heaving, eyes glued to you. “Let's elope then.” Hobie mentally conks himself right on the head for not thinking that. “just us, no two hundred guests, no thousands of pounds needed for the ceremony, no stuffy officiant. Just us and our vows.”

Hobie laughs at himself before he places his head on your shoulder, he can't believe he just asked you to spend the rest of your life with him.

Nosing your neck, he embraces you fully, swinging you slightly to the music that's definitely not for slow dancing. Holding on to him, you kiss his hairline, tracing it with your lips.

While Hobie recuperates from his blunder, you on the other hand feel like you're about to burst out of the seams, flooding the entire venue with your love for the man before you.

After the song ends and they announce the new act, with the roar of the crowd Hobie has one last thing to add.

“Let's do it now.” Hobie lifts his head, facing you in all your glory, heart shaped eyes staring at him affectionately, face aglow with so much love that Hobie can feel it flowing directly to his chest. “Let's elope right now, say our vows, we don't need an officiant to declare us married when the band corroded coffin works just as fine.”

“With a few hundred witnesses and a cover band as our wedding singers?” You loop your arms around his neck, linking your fingers together just to hold him closer. Nodding, you can't help but giggle. “Sure, let's do it right now.”

“You first.” Hobie thinks he chose right.

“Nu-huh, you asked, you go first.”

With a joking huff and a thumping heart, he eggs you on.

“I think the bride goes first.”

“Yeah? You've been to a ton of weddings?”

He laughs, the sound is better than the band playing in the background. And in that musky concert hall, underneath the stars and strobe lights, you do your vows.

“Okay, I'll go first.” You clear your throat, hands shaking not from nerves but from excitement. “I vow to always mend your wounds when you get home.” He smiles, eyes shining with unshed happy tears. “But I can't promise that I won't complain and nag you the entire time.”

Chuckling, you continue. “I vow to always be understanding, and to love you until I'm six feet under ground and even then I'd continue to love the shit out of you, Hobart Larry Brown. Even love your government name.”

Hobie can't help in anymore so he leans in but you stop him with your hand shielding your lips.

“You're horrible.” His words lack venom, all love and endearment pointed at you.

“I just vowed to love you unconditionally and you call me horrible?” Your words are muffled that he barely understood it. Yet he still pecks the top of your hand, to satisfy his need to kiss you. “You're not allowed to kiss me, not until we finish our vows.”

He rolls his eyes comically and you laugh. Your lips hurt from all the smiling.

Face hot, (not from the weather) you wipe his cheek free from sweat, leaving your hand to grasp his face. You hope it's enough to convey how utterly in love you are with him.

“My turn?”

“Mm-hmm”

Hobie inhales, he has fought a bunch of villains who wanted to end him but asking you if you want to marry him has him more terrified than facing green goblin. He's exhausted just from that. But he's more than ready to do this, to make his vows. It's only you isn't it? The love of his life who's currently staring at him warmly.

He's glad you agreed to elope, he can't imagine doing this in front of a hundred guests.

“I vow to always come home even when I'm beat up and bloodied. I'll crawl just to get to you.”

If your makeup wasn't ruined before it's properly ruined now with how much tears you're letting out. A few people look at you two weirdly.

“I vow to make time for you, I'd sacrifice sleep if you ask me.” He whispers the next line. “I'm serious. That's how much I love you.”

You laugh through the tears, gripping his collar, it might look like you're about to beat him up but you're actually holding back from snogging the shit out him.

“I promise to love you as long as you let me.” Hobie takes one of his rings off his finger, a favourite of his, a promise to you. The word wife slips his tongue and it has you almost fainting.

That got you and now you're sobbing your heart out. But after a beat, he lifts your face by your chin to let him look at you, he's right, he chose the right one.

“How does forever sound?” you manage to let out, lips still wobbly.

“Perfect. Forever sounds bloody perfect.” He leans once again, this time you don't stop him.

“You may kiss the sweaty bride.” You laugh and you kiss your husband.

[red-might-be-dead]

hello hi here to force strange thoughts into your brain once again, this time about jrwi (wow who could’ve guessed)

been thinking about this for a little but it’s basically what i think some campaigns would be if not podcasts, i haven’t listened to some of the older ones so i’m sorry they’re not on here :(( if you have any ideas feel free to add them btw :DD

RIPTIDE!!!!! - really long animated series

not an anime though, no matter how much grizzly wants it, it would be an animation style where the characters could have very clearly different nose, face and body shapes, really pushing my riptide nose agenda here sorry, each episode would be like 20-40 minutes long and instead of coming out in seasons there would be massive gaps in between episodes, from 2-6 months long, to leave time for writers and animators to get stuff done (massive team of animators btw, i feel like it would be pretty successful)

PRIME DEFENDERS!! - comics

literally nothing else they could be, just really well made, well performing comics (i’ve already talked about this before you can stalk my talk tag if you really want to find it lmao), the comic company making them would be keeping well away from movies n shit btw

APOTHEOSIS!!! - i wasn’t really sure about this one to be honest

i had to ask my friend and she said anime which i don’t agree with but i can see it, i think maybe a short book series where each book is 150 - 300 pages and is about a different god they have to kill/a different episode, i think that works but if anyone has any better ideas please tell me :D!!

BLOOD IN THE BAYOU!!! - i hate to say it, i really do…

bitb would be a really long really good 80s horror book with strong homoerotic undertones, a satisfied fanbase and lots of active members in the community making fan comics, films, writing, theories and art ect… until well after the book came out……….. and then it would be made into the most egregious and awful live action movie you have ever seen, the most awful casting (like chris pratt as officer dudes….. throws up) and even worse sfx, oh yeah and the characters would be ruined and the story would become so butchered it wouldn’t make sense, they would do some shit like cut out becky so kian just kisses some random lady (removing both a really good and well written character and a layer of kian’s character that i think is super important) and make rolan really be an evil bug spy the whole time so rand has to kill him to save the town also add in a whole new sub plot that never existed like the rand family is secretly a long line of bug alien hunters or something fucking stupid like that and the entire fanbase would murder whoever thought re-writing the story was a good idea (ahaha can you tell ive been through something like this before ahahaha, character morals and motives being removed and whatnot ahahahhahahaha.)

anyways………

THE SUCKENING!!! - live action series

it would be well made though, unlike the bitb movie it would be its own original thing, have great makeup and effects also be well casted and well shot, well written, ect ect, it would bloody and gory and not suitable for people who can’t handle showing bones and organs all over everywhere, lots of shitty rip off merch would be made though and the fandom would be 99% gay little freaks (normal suckening enjoyers) and 1% homophobic straight white men who get mad whenever they see soda and emizel having gay sex on screen or whatever fag shit that biting thing was

again feel free to add your thoughts and ideas and shit in the reblogs it would be nice to read them :DD!!

[bravo4iscool]

Hey , you can just say Au, where call-off-duty work in an office (more precisely, according to my idea, they get a new job), they come to a new place, they are met by the boss (Reader)

Tall,fem! reader, who is dressed in an office suit(?) (I really don't know what they're wearing), a bright blue shirt with a slightly open fly, a jacket, and a skirt just above the knees (damn,shit what's it called? A pencil skirt? Bro I don't I know, in general, the skirts that office women wear in movies :/)

(König, Soap, Ghost and, and others, you can choose any, honestly it doesn’t matter to me!:)

this is amazing! i really like this request🤭.

and yes they’re called pencil skirt hahaha.

(i hope you can forgive me that i didn’t include könig. i’ve never played him and don’t know much about him, that’s why he isn’t present here😭)

i hope it turned out the way you imagined it :)) (this is all in the same universe btw!!)

tag list: @yazt09 @blackhawkfanatic @bumblebeesfromvenus

(masterlist | join my tag list!)

simon “ghost” riley

he didn’t want to take the job. he never was one for office jobs or generally any thing involving sitting and writing.

he didn’t push all the paper work down to poor recruits because he felt like it. he hated paper work with all he had and now he was sitting in a office, in some chic skyscraper, waiting for his new boss to arrive.

damn price for throwing this job at him.

simon was sitting at his desk, playing around with the pen in his hands. he felt so free to already do background checks on all his coworkers but while he searched everything for intel about you—he found nothing. not even a single crumb. that was weird…

and then you walked in. blue blouse, a damn right pencil skirt and your hair pulled into a neat bun. you have a bunch of files under your arm and your phone in the other hand.

you walk straight towards his desk and he doesn’t know what to think. you were so, so—he couldn’t find the words. he’s never met anyone that held themselves the way you did.

you smile at him and plant the files in front of him. “lieutenant riley?” you ask and he nods. “great! john told me you’d be here today. i have this bunch of mission reports that need to be looked at.”

again, simon just nods and grabs the files. “and then?” he finally finds his voice.

“you need to look for any discrepancies. these files are maybe the only change we can win this case,” you explain. “you’ve been in the military for long, haven’t you?”

“yes ma’am.”

you give him a relieved smile and simon feels like he’s been struck by lightning. “then you know what to look for, right?”

“absolutely,” he confirms and nods.

you wipe a strand of hair out of your face. “amazing! let me know if you find anything.” you pat his shoulder and turn to leave. simon wants to start reading already but then you stop. “oh, and lieutenant riley,” you catch his attention. “i’m glad you’re on board for this case.”

simon smiles and gives you a small salute. ‘call me simon,’ he thinks but then you’re already gone.

john “soap” mactavish

“you recommended me to a law firm?” soap raises his eyebrow in a questioning manner. simon nods and crosses his arms in front of his chest.

“‘s the same one i work for,” he tells his best friend with a shrug. “i’m sure they’ll be happy t’ave ya.”

soap frowns and plays with the rim of his whiskey glass. “why would they? i haven’t studied law.”

simon huffs and rolls his eyes. “‘nd ya think i did? they’re workin’ on expandin’ their military law wing. they need more experts than j’st me,” simon explains while he downs his glass of whiskey.

the younger man thinks for a second before he signs. “they’re paying good?” he asks and his best friend immediately nods.

-

soap was here. he really was here waiting to meet the boss of the law firm. he didn’t know much about her, expect from what simon told him…

after a few minutes he hears the door behind him open. “sargent mactavish,” a friendly voice calls out and soap stands up to turn around.

towards him walking are you, your signature pencil skirt and blue blouse. today you fly was slightly open and soap needed to force his eyes back onto your face. holy heaven, you were something.

“hello ma’am,” he clears his throat as he extends his hand. “a pleasure to finally meet you,” he says and you smile while you return the hand shake.

you walk around him to take a seat behind your desk. “the pleasure is all mine! i’m glad lieutenant riley recommended you. your war crime wing is expanding and when i told him he immediately thought about you!”

you quickly sort through a couple of files before you look at him again. “if i understand correctly you and lieutenant riley served together?”

soap nods and folds his hands in front of his lap. he was having a hard time to concentrate. you were just—you were a woman. a real woman.

“great!” you smile. “i will show you your workplace then!”

kyle “gaz” garrick

“simon,” you sigh. “are you really trying to convince me to hire your whole team?” you tilt your head at the lieutenant in front of you.

he shrugs, “maybe…”

“i though you and john were mastering the work alone?” you lean back in your chair. “i can always send one of my people over.”

simon shakes his head. “i want kyle,” he says—his voice barely leaving room to argue.

you sigh again and massage the bridge of your nose. “simon…”

“j’st f’r this case,” he tells you. “ya can let ‘im go after that.” the look in his eyes is pleading and you curse yourself for letting him have such power over you. “i need him.”

“this case,” you agree after a few moments of thinking. “and this case only.”

-

you walk into the office you have simon and john for their work. you open the door and three pairs of eyes snap towards you.

you give simon and john an acknowledging nod before you turn to the third man—must be kyle. “sergeant garrick?” you ask and he nods. “good. there are a few things we need to clarify before you’re allowed to work on the classified files,” you explain and gaz shoots a look towards simon. the older man gives him a small nod and gaz stands up.

“of course ma’am,” he slightly bows his head and crosses his hands behind his back. he was having a hard time concentrating… he knew about you from what soap and simon had told him but damn. that skirt was wrapping around your hips like it was tailored just for you and the way it highlighted curves–gaz felt like he was living a dream.

you immediately notice the way the sergeant is looking at you and you clear your throat. “sergeant garrick, you might want to look at my face when i talk to you.” his eyes widen in shame and he's lucky one can't see when he's blushing.

“of course ma'am. i apologize!” he trains his eyes on you, trying to ignore the way soap was snorting out a laugh behind him. he thought he was being subtle. probably not so...

captain john price

“lieutenant riley told me to deliver these files to him,” price groans when the woman at the reception didn't let him through.

“i’m sorry sir but i’ve not been told about that,” she gives price an apologetic smile and continues typing on her keyboard.

price groans and massages the bridge of his nose. “this has to be a joke. either, you let me through to lieutenant riley or i’ll make a way myself and i don’t know which one you’d like better!” he bangs his hand on the counter.

when he gets nothing more than a scared look he takes a deep breath and just pushes past the counter. “everything you have to do yourself,” he whispers under his breath.

moments before he sees simon a voice bellows through the office space. “excuse me sir,” price twirls around. “i believe my receptionist asked you to remain where you were just minutes ago.”

price frowns and tilts his head. “and i believe i asked to speak with lieutenant riley since he requested me to deliver these files personally.”

you shake you head and walk towards him. “i didn’t know that lieutenant riley runs this firm.” a smirk creeps onto your lips when you notice how the shock slowly shows on his face. “captain john price? or am i mistaken?”

price clears his throat and shuffles uncomfortably. “indeed ma’am. i am captain john price.” his eyes dart from your hips to your eyes and back to your cleavage. that blue blouse was really…working for you.

you nod and purse your lips. “well, captain price… in my law firm i believe in respect and respectful conversation.” you cross your hands behind your back. “what you are doing right now—“ you look him up and down “—is not respectful in any way.”

the captain swallows and averts his gaze. he’s never felt so ashamed before. what were you doing to him?

“everything you want to give to my lieutenant to can give to me.” you extend your hand. “or you learn how to talk and behave in the correct manner.” you raise you eyebrow in a questioning manner.

you know you got him when he takes a deep breath and straightens his back. “of course ma’am. i apologize.”

“great.”

[ashsostrange]

"averagegirlie" is just "xxoxobree", formerly known as "breeandhermunches" on a burner. newsflash, your "fav" miles writer isn't who you think she is!

ik a lot of us must be VERY confused so let me help you out. @/averagegirlie and @/xxoxobree are the same mfkn person! why did bree make this account? i assume that it's so she could fend for herself and keep the "unbothered" act up on her main page. that's why she deletes all her reblogs after arguing w someone then comes over to this account to start bsing. not to mention she can say extremely problematic things with no repercussions, because she doesn't have a following on that page + it's not tied to her.. at least it wasn't before! bree's a very messy liar. i peeped the truth so lemme share it w y'all.

bree if you're seeing this, go take a couple shots before you read. you should've kept it cute but you didn't, so let's get nasty mf.

i have receipts! let's start right here cz i find this the funniest:

nobody but her spells "internet" like that... this is one of the many examples of the two accounts talking alike, even though bree said she wouldn't refer to "yao" as a friend when the whole rashad thing was going down. yesterday, i reminded yao of that. she said "i like bree, so what" but she deleted that and changed it to "when are y'all gonna catch on to the fact that we talk?" mhm.. bree's a lil confused, but next!

y'all see "yao's" tag? telling alexa to play some bs... then y'all see bree?? NEXT!

go look on miss average's page. she only comes online to defend and ride the hell out of bree's dick. remember ts w amani? why are you going so hard for someone who says they dk you like that LMFAO. not to mention, when the rashad shit was happening, bree said "this my girl and she never been wrong" but then she turns around and says "i wouldn't say we're friends" WHICH ONE IS IT MISS MUNCH??! 😭🤣🤣 next!

why we praising tf out of bree's oc? ts was ai bro. we got a self supafan. next...

look at this smart anon, putting tg the pieces and shit. "ash and dalia fight your battles every time" is literally.. a lie. what battles are we referring to? talia's never in drama as much as you're implying. and ima ride for my friends anyway, tf? but my entire blog will never be centered around ONE human being. it ain't that serious ever. "yao" and bree need hobbies cz writing obv ain't doing it for her. next.

bree has also said she's messy lol. she likes drama. hm!

look at how she came on her white horse when bree was battling the great war w anons over miles morales smut (which i don't fw, js to be clear.) who summoned her? BREE LMFAIOFHDGFKJAS... NEXT!!!

here's miss xxoxo munches being ableist, much like her alter ego. bro went silent and blocked lia after this. now let's get into miss average again.

look at this bs. ion even gotta say much.. this girl is black & not chinese!! y'all should know why this is weird. here's the "evidence" she gave me btw:

here's me proving her wrong! she tried! next.

y'all see the way they're tagging their posts w their usernames? mhm.. ik you do.

HMMM....

these are both bree. i don't mean to bring up maye again, but i have to for context. what happened wasn't js "drama"... the things she said to dalia were racist + that post she was lyin' about lia in. she also liked the post.. dead giveaway you silly bitch! 🥱 nd she was also instigating in honey's inbox. i know her typing style and her emoji colors lol. it's common sense atp. it's not hard to tell when an anon is bree. and from what i'm seeing not even maye is fw her.. LMFAISAIDHSAY GIRL YOU'RE DONE! 😭 feel free to go thru their accs, you'll see ts too. she's funny asf for this, i'll give her that and that only. i've never laughed so much in under 24 hours. 💓

in conclusion, bree is messy, bored, insecure, ableist & miserable! she thought nobody would ever find out but here we are today. she fronts not gaf but then switches to this acc to let off some serious steam... as miss freeman once said: "Alexa, play yikes!"

but bless bree 💗 maybe if you change now, you'll still be able to collect your tokens like dalia says.

[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N as Greek Myths

HADES & PERSEPHONE

pairings: jake sim x reader

synopsis: as you caught jake sim’s attention, he couldn’t stop himself for wanting for you to be his and so he kidnaps you and took you to a place far from the people you love.

word count: 10k

important note: i originally planned to write enhypen as greek gods but then i didn’t find some love stories that i like so i end up using some love stories that aren’t greek gods. also these are like modern versions of greek mythology love stories.

warnings: grammar errors, kidnapping, mafia!jake, curses. let me know if i missed some!

note📎: i hope you guys liked it! it really means a lot to me whenever you let me know what you think about them, re-blogs and comments are well appreciated. btw, i love you guys and thank you for supporting me up until now. have a nice day/night! 🤍

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“This is fucking boring.” Jake uttered under his breath before taking another sip from his wine while roaming his intimidating eyes around these people.

He heard the person beside him, his friend, chuckling. “I see you’re enjoying very much.” he teased that made him roll his eyes while he slid one of his hand inside his pocket, the other still holding his glass of wine.

He kept his placid expression over his face while watching the guests around interact with each other. To be invited at this gatherings was nothing new for the young man, but to actually be present to them is what is rare.

If you’ll ask Jake what he hates the most, he’s answer would be humans. Funny, since he’s part of the community he hates the most. It’s just he thinks the main source of evilness in this world is none other than humans themselves. They can be very deceiving.

“Come on dude, it’s Jay’s birthday. Try to be a supportive friend and show that you’re happy to be here.” Sunghoon have his usual smirk as he say those words to his friend. If Jake hates crowds, his two best friends sure loves it. He doesn’t even understand why he’s friends with them at the first place. They have a lot of differences.

“Isn’t my presence enough? He asked me to come, not to enjoy.” he deadpans which made his friend chuckle, clearly having a great time seeing him slowly losing his cool.

Sunghoon taps his shoulders, “Chill, dude. Loosen up a bit.”

He rolled his eyes off from his friend and back to the crowd of people who’s interacting with each other. He felt disgusted just by watching them flashing those fake smiles and talk about whatever shits they were blabbering. It’s pathetic how they all act like they all get along well and won’t point gun at each other when things go downhill.

That’s the thing about people, they’re good at pretending. In this world, Jake never met a single pure soul. All of them are deceiving, cruel and selfish.

He was still roaming his eyes when it settled and stopped at the unfamiliar pretty face that caught his attention. Jake was at dazed, seeing you smiling and laughing at the person next to you. For the first time after a long time, he actually found himself admiring somebody.

“Hoon,” he called the attention of his friend. “who is she?” he added, eyes not leaving you.

Sunghoon glanced at his friend, confused at first but as he heard his question, his eyes turned curious while following his line of sight. A playful smirk appears over his lips, “Oh her? She’s y/n. The heiress of Chois.” he said then glanced back to his friend.

He doesn’t exactly know what to feel to see him actually interested over someone. It was new for him since his friends were always drowned with work and usually hate interacting with people. This is actually a good step for him so he kind of feel glad for him.

Sunghoon decided to be more helpful and give more informatios he knows about you in hope that Jake will get more interested towards you without actually realizing the other young man was already down bad. The other information that his friend continued blabbering was just a background music for him. All he can think about was your name and your beautiful face and how he wanted you all for himself.

“Jake?” he calls out his attention when he noticed how he’s not listening at all.

He lets out an amused chuckle, “Dude what the fuck? I can’t believe you’re being lovesick at somebody you just saw.” he joked but Jake was too occupied to even listen to him.

Jake finally managed to snap out of his trance and he gazed away, taking another sip from his wine. He avoided taking glance to his friend who’s already ready to tease him bad. He knew him very well so he tried his best not to look at him.

“Do you need help getting introduced?” he asked that caught Jake into the trap. He quickly glanced to his friend which he regrets pretty much quickly. He was giving him those annoying teasing smile.

“Dude, you’re ridiculous! Are you being serious right now? I’m telling Jay.” he said continuously that made him irritable.

‘Can he stop being annoying just for once?’ says Jake’s inner thoughts.

“Fuck you.” he cursed his friend only to be responded with a chuckle.

He found himself staring at you once again, admiring your beauty, completely clueless about the pair of eyes watching you carefully. Jake’s thoughts were filled by a lot of things but one thing’s clear for him, he wanted you for himself. He will do anything to have you. Anything.

It was obvious how he’s down bad to you that it wasn’t a surprise anymore for his friends to heard from him sooner. They were summoned here on Jay’s office because apparently, their friend, Jake, needs help with something.

“Didn’t you heard what I just said?” his friend’s tone was amused while looking at Jake. He kept his thoughts altogether, ignoring the fact that they are now making fun of him right after he said he still wants you.

“She’s already arranged with somebody else.” Jay repeats himself like as if Jake didn’t heard him the first time. It made the latter annoyed as he clicked his tongue at the side of his cheeks.

Sunghoon was smirking while watching Jake get all pissy after hearing about you being arranged by someone named ‘Nicholas’. They don’t know who that was and honestly, he’s somehow thanking him because they got the chance to see pissed off Jake.

“Didn’t you heard me too? I said I don’t fucking care.” Jake deadpans before running his hand over to his hair, trying to calm himself.

Jay lets out a heartly laugh as he rest his back at his swivel chair, watching Jake carefully. He couldn’t believe this day would come. The day where Jake Sim will be interested with a girl— no, scratch that, he’s down bad.

“Dude, its the Choi’s we’re talking about okay? I bet they already made the arrangements because of business merging. I can’t remember you owning something align with Hotels and Restaurants?” Jay trying to punch some senses back into their friend’s mind.

Jake taps his shoes impatiently at Jay’s office floor. “Yeah, Jay’s right dude. I heard these marriages are hard to stop once arranged. You wouldn’t get her.” Sunghoon said with a playful smirk. Jake glanced at him with that cold stares, unamused.

“Unless you kidnap her and take her somewhere nobody will find the two of you.” he added. Jake’s mind wandered off, really considering the idea his friend just gave him.

“Hoon!” Jay spats, “Did you just gave our friend an idea?”

The accused person laughs, “What? I’m trying to be a good friend here.” he tried defending himself. Jay shakes his head and looked back at Jake’s direction. He was obviously spacing out, like carefully plotting something inside that pretty mind of his. Whatever it is, Jay’s pretty sure its something not good.

He sighs, “Jake, don’t tell me you actually consider that? Come on, you’re smarter than this.”

“Hey, what’s that suppose to mean?” Sunghoon commented only to earn a short glare from Jay, silently telling him to shut his mouth.

“Jay...” Jake finally snapped out from his trance and he calls his friend’s attention.

Both of them turned their heads at his direction only to see him thinking deeply, “Is the island you were offering to me a month ago still available?” he asks that made Sunghoon smirking and Jay sighing heavily.

“Your Father is here, Ms. Y/n.” your eyes shifts from all your piled paper works towards the intercom after hearing your secretary’s voice.

A sigh left your lips as your hand trailed lazily towards it to press the button, “Let him in.” you said quickly and you heard a faint knocks from your office door moments after.

Soon enough, you saw your Father entering your office with his usual work clothes. You pushed yourself away from your table to freely stood up and greet him. He laid his arms, beckoning for an embrace which you gladly gave into.

“How are you sweetheart?” he asked and even placed a kiss at the crown of your head.

You pulled away to flash a small smile at him, “Busy. I have a lot of proposals to review and some of them are actually scheduled at the end of the week so I have no choice but to finish them.” you said hinting that you a lot over your plate.

Your Father flashes you his usual half-smile, “I hope you’re not overworking yourself?” a worried tone lingers through his voice.

You pressed your lips together, “Don’t worry, Dad. I’m making sure I have enough sleep.”

He nodded his head, satisfied with your answer. You offered the visitor chair for him to sat down and even asked your secretary to get you guys some teas. As you watch him settle himself down, you can’t help but to feel your stomach wrench in worry.

Your Father is a very busy man. Even if you often see each other at home and he visits you at your office, you’re pretty sure he didn’t came all the way here just to check on you. Time is very precious for him.

After your secretary gave you space, you saw how your Dad watches you with his strict eyes. You can’t help but to gulp and feel a bit nervous about it. He may be very sweet, but he’s a strict Father as well. He wants everything to be in their right places. You grew up with having your whole future planned ahead of you. It is pretty suffocating, you must admit.

He always tells you that everything he does is for your own good. All he wants for you is a perfect life. At the back of your mind, you wanted to protest, but you know that you’re not brave enough to go against your parents.

“How was your date with Nicholas?” he asks pretty directly.

A sigh made it out from your lips the moments he broke the silence with that question. He was referring to the past dinner they arranged with Nicholas. He’s suppose to be the man promised to you. It was obviously a marriage for convenience and you’re against about it. Totally against.

“It was good, Dad.” you shortly answered, doesn’t really want to talk about it. One of his brows raised as he halt his hand from taking his tea near his lips. He was staring at you like as if telling you that what you said wasn’t enough for him, like he’s expecting more precise details.

You glanced down at your cup of tea. Thoughts inside your mind mixed up and shuffled, unable to arrange the situations consecutively in a way that will sooth your Father’s curiosity.

“Y/n...” he sighs and put down his cup. Your eyes snapped at him. “You know that we want you and Nicholas to get to know each other more before we officially announced your engagement, right?”

You lowered your head and finger played at the handle of your cup, trying to absorb whatever lecture your Father was trying to give you.

You aren’t really afraid to speak up to him. Even if he’s strict and intimidating, he raised you to be somebody with principles and the confidence to voice out whatever that is that you want to say. You’re contemplating to talk not because you’re afraid, but more on you’re too tired trying to make him understand.

You get it that they just wants the best for you, but can’t they just let you decide for yourself just for once? They’ve been controlling your whole life ever since you can remember. From which school to study, which course to take, how you dresses and acts. All of it, your parents were the one to decide for them. Can’t you have the freedom to choose the person you want to marry?

This is marriage they’ll trying to get you into. It’s not just something shallow. It’s a lifetime commitment. You were thinking that you can maybe like marry someone you really love. Atleast that they can give you.

“I think we have too many differences, Dad.” you opened up to your Father, hoping they can finally get the hint that you don’t want to push this marriage.

You lifted your head to look at his expression and as expected, he doesn’t looked too pleased at what he just heard. You kept your stares at your Father, letting him know that you are serious.

“You asked me to try and I am trying, Dad. It’s just, I told you we won’t work because—”

“Then try harder.” he cut you off, dismissing whatever that is that you wanted to point out. Your shoulder fell in dismay because once again, your thoughts were unheard.

“This is not just for the company, but also for—”

“For me...” you were the one to finish his own sentence. Pretty familiar already that you didn’t even find it hard to guess what his ending words were.

You sighed frustratingly, “Dad, don’t you trust me with the company? I can make this company going and even make it grow on my own. Please have some faith to your daughter.” you begged.

He clenched his jaw, unamused. He doesn’t seem fazed about what he heard from you as well.

“I know your skills and I know you’re good but the merging will work wonders in both companies.”

You glanced away and put your cup back at the table, losing hope that he would get your point. He did the same thing before he stared right at your eyes, now with more seriousness.

“Nicholas will pick you up later after your work. Don’t disappoint me, Y/n. You need this marriage.” he stated with firmness over his tone.

It made you clench your fist a bit, minds slowly going blank. He stood up and slightly tugged his tuxedo, staring down at you. He’s not very happy at what he heard from you, but he knows you’ll do as he say. You’re his daughter anyway, you are to follow his orders.

“I will leave now and let you resume to your works.” he walked closer and placed a kiss at your head.

You smiled a little, unsincere. He left afterwards and you don’t even know how long you were spacing out after he did. The thoughts inside your mind were playing with how would it be nice to live your life outside the shadows of your parents. How wonderful would it be if you can decide and choose for yourself.

After finally getting over that stressful talk with your Dad, you went back to work. You tried drowning yourself to the piles of proposals in order to shove that thought away from your mind. Just by thinking that you’ll be out from the office a few hours later and will meet Nicholas makes you feel a bit frustrated.

Nicholas is very nice, too nice actually for your liking. He’s also very considerate and a gentlemen. If you’ll be asked, he is an ideal. You just don’t understand why you can’t get yourself to like him.

You lets out a sigh and rested your back at your swivel chair, giving up on reading more of the proposals. You’re not processing any of it properly. In order not to mess it up, you decided to call it a day and leave work.

It was a bit earlier than your usual out, but its fine. You left a text message to Nicholas to pick you up at your condo instead since you’ll be there instead of your office by the time he’s done for work.

The familiar ting of the elevator chimed while you wait for his reply. Your head raised and you saw that there are already two people inside. Even if you find it a little weird how they’re both similarly dressed in a black suit, you walked inside to join them.

The unknowing feeling occupied your system as your heart hammered a bit. Maybe you’re just overthinking things and because of the stressful conversation with your Dad, your emotions were a mess.

You shrugged it off and stared at your phone. As the elevator go down, it wasn’t stopping at any floors. You thought that since its too early for the employees to out from their works thats why none of them are using the lift.

But your heart started to hammer once again when the elevator opened for the first time after you entered it.

Your eyes settled at this beautiful man standing right in front of the elevator. He wasn’t familiar at all. His black hair was pushed back giving more access for you to see his pretty face, his nose pointed, eyes half-lidded and the pretty cupid bows emphasized his pinkish plump lips. He was breath-taking.

When he fixed his coat, that's when you finally snapped back to reality. Feeling all flustered after realizing you probably stared at the man and he saw you gawking at him. You decided to glance away, stepping out from your trance.

He went inside and stood right beside you, his manly scent invading your nose instantly. It was somewhat addicting even if it was the first time to smell it and you’re not sure how to describe how it smelled like.

The elevator ride felt like years, but you can’t even complain. You can still feel your heart racing while remembering about his pretty face. You’ve never seen someone as attractive as the man standing beside you. How can somebody with face like his walks at the surface of the earth without you even knowing?

Eventually, the silence was slowly suffocating you that you started to wish the elevator will arrive the ground floor faster. You got over with admiring him and the uneasy feeling resumed.

“You’re out early today.”

You snapped your head at his direction when he broke the silence. He twist his head slightly to meet your eyes.

“I w-was not feeling well so...” you were even stuttering as those stares almost made your knees give up. You stopped mid-way on what you were saying when you came into realization.

“How did you know this isn’t my usual out from work?” you voice out your thoughts clearly for him.

The person in front of you looked very relaxed that even after you asked him that with tone full of suspicion, he doesn’t seem to be bothered about it. He smirked and roamed his eyes around your face, admiring how pretty you looked right now.

Jake can see how your face are slowly reflecting a worried expression, brows furrowing and gulping multiple times. God, you are gorgeous. He couldn’t get enough of you and today was the day he decided to execute his plan.

“Did you say good bye to your Dad, baby?” he asked, totally ignoring your accusing question towards him.

Your hands shake as you felt cold sweat showers you. “W-What do you mean? How did you know my Dad went to see me a while ago?” you choked on your own breath after making out those questions for him.

He didn’t break from the eye contact, eyes still darted at you with so much adoration. It was overflowing that you can almost see them clearly. It scared you right away and you start to realize that the uneasy feeling you felt moments ago was right.

You glanced at the two black suited man inside. You assumed they’re with him since they’re clearly unbothered about the situation. You clenched your jaw.

Your guards went up when he slightly stretched his arm to reach your face. Quickly, you swat it away and tried looking at him with a brave stare. Jake felt all of him reacted just by the short contact of skin. His smirked grew wider as his heart tumps.

“Who are you?”

Excitement flickers through his eyes. He’s starting to feel more thrilled. To actually see you closely and talk to you made him believe that you are real. And that you will soon be his.

“You’ll know soon. We have a lot of time...” he stated.

You were speechless, mind clouded with so many questions and heart racing out of fear. At that very moment, you knew he was trouble and that something bad will happen.

“Did you say good-bye to your Dad?”

Your stomach wrenches as your heart fell at his next question.

“W-Why?” you took a step back and he didn’t reacted. He seemed very relax. Like even if you try doing something right now, he can easily come up with a solution and have you handled in seconds.

“Because you won’t be seeing them for a while.”

He smiled. Beautiful. If it was a different scenario, you would’ve admired him sincerely. You knew it was really something the moment you saw how handsome he is. It was somehow already suspicious.

As your heart raced in an uncomfortable pace, you tried to reach for the button to press the door open, but one of the two man in black suit grabbed your wrist. Terrified, you glanced over your shoulder. The handsome man seems to be still unbothered.

You licked your lips and started screaming. He sighed and tilted his chin as a silent command to his men. Both of them took action. One holding you to prevent you from pressing the button of the elevator while the other ready a handkerchief to cover your mouth.

All three of you twist your heads over to the door when it suddenly opened at one floor. You were too busy trying to break free that you didn’t even noticed the elevator have stop at this floor.

The man at the other side was caught of guard by the scene he is currently seeing. Three men and a girl, not just any girl but the daughter of the owner of the company he’s working on.

“H-Help!” you stuttered, hope emerging from your chest.

He gulped and was about to go do something. He panicked the moment he saw one of them carrying you by their shoulder as the other one trying to make you unconscious.

He stepped closer ready to take action, but halted when Jake swiftly pulled out a gun and pointed it right at him.

“Take one more step and I’ll blow your head off.” he threatened that clearly drained the color from his face. He went pale out of fear, both feet stoned at his position.

Jake smirked before stretching his arm to press the close button. He raised his brow at the poor guy as the door of the lift slowly closed together with your eyes. You’re slowly losing your conscious and the energy to fight. The last thing you remembered is the man caressing your cheeks gently.

“How is she?” Jake asked while folding his sleeves up to his elbow. He was doing work for hours and one of his men came to get him since they said you’re already awake.

“She’s...” his men pursed his lips a bit. “...going berserk.” he continued.

Jake sighed and just head towards your room. He already expected that reaction from you and that’s the least of his concern. All he know is that he’s glad to have you under the same roof as him.

The men guarding right outside of the room opened it for him. The scene that greeted him was you standing right at the side of the bed, slouching a bit since your wrist was cuffed at the bedframe. Your raging gaze darted at him, eyes blood-shot and glaring at his direction. Jake’s adoration didn’t even got fazed about it.

“Who are you? Where am I?! My father will kill you if he knew you took me! let go!” your voice sounded a little strained due to crying too much and from all the shouting, but Jake didn’t mind. For him, its still music to his ears.

“There There, my love. Shall we take a breath and calm down?” he finally showed himself to you.

When he met your eyes directly, he already lose his mind. Jake knew that moment that abducting you was one of the greatest decisions of his life.

You looked terrified and not a slight hint of happiness can be seen from you, but that’s not important for now. What matters is that he have you here for himself.

“Who the fuck are you?!” you screamed at him, voice cracking a bit. Your thoughts were running wild together with your heartbeats. You have no idea where you at and the fact that you've been abducted by unknown people just makes it worst.

Jake sighs and glanced at his men. Without even saying anything, they all left to give boh of you space. Jake walked towards the chair and slowly dragged it a little closer to you.

You stepped back and almost hit the firm wall. It was clear you doesn’t want to be near him. It bothered Jake, of course, but he somehow understands your reaction.

He sat down. “I’m Jake Sim.”

With clenching jaw, you kept your stares at him. You're scared and his piercing gaze makes you shiver, but you can’t put yourself to look away.

“What do you want from me?”

Jake have this small smile playing through his lips. He just sat there, watching you.

“You.” he answered firmly. It made your heart hammer and stomach churn. “You’re what I want, Y/n.” he added.

His stares remained and you can feel your heart racing, ears started to block, mind clouded with so many thoughts. You can’t just process anything, not when you’re terrified, hungry and with a terrible head-ache.

You glanced away and blinked faster, tying to get a hold of yourself. The man in front of you was just silent. Watching and observing you. He’s still a bit dazed with your presence and he won’t lie, he’s overwhelmingly happy.

“I d-don’t know what you’re up to, but you’ll get in serious trouble.” you gulped, getting some air inside your lungs. “This is kidnapping!”

He pursed his lips as he raised both of his eyebrows. His expressions shows no fear on it. You have no clue who he is and how can he pull something like this, but what you’re sure of is that he’s very dangerous. You can still remember how he pointed that gun over the guy by the elevator.

“Do you think I care? I can do whatever I want.” his tone screams nothing but power and confidence. Surely.

He even managed to abduct you with no sweat right inside your own company. Of course this man is a big deal. Is he part of some syndicate? What is this a kidnap and ransom? Is he one of your Father’s rival?

Your brows furrowed as you slowly puzzled this up, or at least that’s what you thought.

“Are you after my Father’s money?” your tone sounded accusing.

Jake scoffed that offended you a bit. He smirked and tilted his head over to the side.

“I don’t fucking need your family’s money, I’m more well off than you guys.” he smirked.

“I already told you what I want.” and he even flashed you this pretty smile.

You felt blood rushing towards your cheeks and your stomach turning in an unknown reason. Smacking yourself at the back of your mind, you tried to knock some senses to you. This isn’t the right time to admire your kidnapper.

You raised your head and stared right at his eyes, masking fear to make sure to let him know you’re not fazed by him at all.

“I’m already engaged.”  the time you will voice that out a bit too proudly never occurred you. Maybe the fact that you really need to get away from him forced you too.

A glimpse of darkness flickered through Jake’s expression, but he was quick to replace it with a placid look on his face. He rests his back at the chair he was sitting on and smirked at you.

“Well, you can’t officially announce an engagement without you there, right?” his tone sounded taunting.

He was right. It would make a total nonsense if you won’t be there. Jake was pleased to see your uneasy face. He caught you off-guard.

“You will get yourself killed for what you did.” this was so far the most bothersome threat you have told somebody.

Jake remained unbothered though, his eyes never flickered fear which you find amusing and concerning at the same time. He clicked his tongue at the side of his cheeks.

“My feet were already half burried the moment I became the mafia boss of my own clan, baby. It takes so much more to scare me.”

Mafia... He’s part of the mafia? You are out of words and shiver run your spine, oxygen leaving your lungs.

You aren’t dumb or ignorant. You completely know what mafias are and what they basically do. They’re bad news. People in your town fear them. They’re very dangerous and merciless.

A tear left your eyes and Jake doesn’t understand, but it makes his blood jolt in excitement. It’s been a while ever since he felt this way. He was right, you are really something.

“I will leave you for a while so you can have your rest. I’ll come back tomorrow breakfast.” he announced and stood up from the chair.

You snapped back to reality and started walking towards him. You were so eager to stop him from leaving that it actually slipped off from your mind that you are cuffed at the bed frame, causing you to pull too hard, hurting your wrist.

You winced in pain and gazed at your arm. The surrounding of your wrist was already red and you can feel pain from it. Jake stopped his steps and looked at you.

He sighed, “I will settle down the bed if you don’t want your hand to be cut off.”

You looked over your shoulder to look at him with glaring eyes. He tilted his head and slowly walked closer to you. Since you’re looking at his pretty eyes, you didn’t manage to step away from him. It was too late when it dawned that he was approaching close. He extended his arm and reached over your face, the back of his hand caressing your cheeks softly.

Once again, his eyes flickered excitement. He looked so amused that he laid his hand over your face. His eyes roamed carefully, like as if you’re something very precious and fragile.

“You’re really beautiful.” he suddenly blurted out that caught you off guard. You blushed and pulled away your face.

Jake smiled a little, enjoying his effect on you. He put both of his hands inside his pockets and watch how you avoid his gazes.

“See you tomorrow.” he bid good-bye and exits the room.

He still have this big grin over his face when he stepped out from the room. It was evident that he was in such good mood. He strides the long hallway towards his office.

The moment he enter the room, his phone rang. With furrowed brows he picked it up and answered the call, facing the window giving him the wonderful view of the beach not too far from this house.

“Yeah?”

“Have you really lost your mind?!” he can hear the frustration over his friend’s voice.

He sighed and sat down at his swivel chair. “What do you want, Jay?”

He heard him let out a gasp from the other line like as if he couldn’t believe his response. “Really? That’s what you’ll going to say to me?”

Jake didn’t respond to that and just boredly tapped his fingers over to his desk. He already knew his friend won’t spare him tonight. He’s totally against about his plans and now that he really did it, Jay can’t help but to grow a little worried for him. Jake is not the type to make such impulsive decisions, this is the first time.

“Her family are searching for you! You didn’t even try to cover yourself up?! Did you even planned it properly?”

“Who said I was trying to hide? I want them to know who took her.”

It made his friend silent from the other line. Suddenly, Jay wanted to check if its really his friend he was talking to, because honestly, the Jake he knows won’t be this reckless.

“Jake,” he started and lets out a sigh. “you have to surrender her or it will surely lead into something serious.”

Jake rolled his eyes.

“It was already serious the moment I got interested towards her, Jay. You know that.”

His friend pursed his lips from the other line. Jay may not agree with his friends but he was right. He knew, the moment he started asking about you, he knew Jake will not hesitate on doing stupid things just for you.

“What’s your plan then? They’re really pissed that you delayed the engagement.” his friend finally surrenders. Jake can be really stubborn when he wants something so Jay just realized there’s no point on arguing with him. He will just waste his time and voice lecturing him because he will never listen.

“Nothing. I’ll keep her until she fall in love with me.”

“Good luck with that.”

Jake smirked, “Thanks.”

Jay rolled his eyes, “I’ll call you from time to time if ever theres an update.”

“Alright, thank you dude.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Jake chuckles and ended the call. He stared outside the window once again and he can’t help but to reminisce about the scenes a while ago. He’s still at dazed that you’re finally here with him. He couldn’t be more happier, he can’t wait until you finally fall in love with him.

Jake clenched his jaw as he shut his eyes trying to calm himself down. After a few seconds, he cracked his eyes open and stared at the spilled food all over him and to the floor.

Its been days already, but there’s no single process. Each day, you’re making sure he knows you aren’t surrendering yourself that easy. You refused talking to him, refused his affections, refused to eat properly and refused to open up to him.

Jake’s not a very patient person. He is trying his best to be kinder to you since he knew it would be very hard to adjust yourself with all of these, but his patience can reach its limit as well. And today, you’re just slowly getting into his nerves.

“Get her a new bowl of soup.” he ordered in a very cold tone.

It made shivers run your spine. He accepted the tissues one of the helpers handed to him to clean some of the food you spilled over him. He’s not looking at your way so you couldn’t properly see his eyes. You are pretty sure he’s pissed off.

You clenched your jaw, despite the fact that you’re afraid at him, you tried your best to look brave. For the past days that you’ve been here, you are trying to make an impression that you aren’t afraid of him.

“I told you I will never fall in love with you, so just take me back! I want to go back to my family! I want my old life back!” you shouted right at Jake’s face.

You’ve been neglecting him and his care for you that he’s starting to worry you’ll soon get sick. Its usually just the helpers who visit you during meals since he knows you’ll hardly refuse it whenever he’s around. But since he heard that you ate lesser as days pass by, he wanted to check on you. He’s started to get worried. Yes, he’s not totally soft around you, but he isn’t heartless too.

He raised his head and stared at you. His eyes were blank and dark, emotionless. You tried keeping the stare even if you can feel your heart racing and your hand shaking. He took a step closer that made you stoned at your position.

You gasped when you felt Jake’s long slim fingers holding your cheeks a little bit too tight as he made you face him. The look over his face was enough to frighten you. His eyes looked very dangerous, “My patience is running out for you, love. There’s no point on resisting because I will never bring you back to your family. You will stay here with me for as long as I want you to. You are mine, y/n. only mine.”

With that, he lets go of your face harshly. Even without his hand, you can feel your cheeks hurting slightly. A tear left your eye but he can’t even feel bad.

He stood back straightly and stared down at you. “If you want to starve yourself to death, suit yourself.”

He left after saying that. You pulled your knees closer to your chest as you cry silently. He was true to his words, he didn’t send any food for the following days. It was very awful for you, you can feel yourself slowly weakening.

You stood up and even stumbled your way towards the door of your room. You banged over it continuously. You are sure there’s people outside of your room, probablg guards.

“Please! I’m s-sorry.” you shouted, pride starting to be long forgotten.

It may be embarrassing, but you really won’t be able to go home if you died out of starvation. You shut your eyes when your vision started to swirl out of hunger.

When you heard the knob moving, you stepped backward. It revealed Jake and even before you can say something else, you knees weaken. You were sure you’ll hit the cold floor, but Jake was quick to catch you using just one arm.

You gulped, “I-I’m s-sorry.” your throat felt so dry.

Jake sighed and swiftly placed his other arm over your leg to carry you back to your bed. He carefully placed you back and soon one of the helpers entered the room holding a tray of food.

Jake sat beside you as they prepare everything. You’re avoiding to look at Jake, because you feel so ashamed. Days ago, you are too determined not to surrender and now here you are, begging for him to feed you.

He looked so good and you hate yourself for admiring him. You just can’t help it. He was ethereal, like he was perfectly made for people to adore him.

“I hope you learn your lesson to stop disobeying me.” he uttered as he started feeding you.

You twist your head to look at his eyes. He looked very serious. With pursed lips you played with your fingers.

“I’m s-scared.” you admit.

Jake were silent before he slowly fed you.

“I just want to s-see my family.” you mumbled that didn’t slipped off from his ear.

He looked at you and raised a brow. It intimidates you right away so you quickly looked away.

“Until you fall in love with me, you wouldn’t be leaving this place.” his tone sounded firm and certain.

It made you pout, but you didn’t talked again. He continued feeding you and soon you felt so much better. He asked the helpers to run you a bath as well so you’ll feel much better. The moment you went out from the shower, Jake already left the room.

You roamed your head around, trying to look for him. After making sure he wasn’t around, you slowly made your way towards the door and grabbed the knob. You twist it without thinking twice and to your surprise, it was unlocked.

Your heart hammered at the thought that it was open. Maybe some of the helpers forgot to lock it. You are sure there will be guards right outside, but you can just think of them later. First, you can just run your way outside and maybe find people that can help you.

You almost jump in joy when you find the hallway vacant. There’s nobody there. With quick and carefully steps, you walked outside. It was easy to find the staircase and still very careful, you tried going downstairs.

Your heart skipped at the sight of the main door. After making sure no one’s around, you stormed yourself towards the door.

But your heart fell at the sight you saw right outside of the main door.

“Disappointed?” you felt your feet stoned at the floor the moment you heard his voice.

You turned around and saw him standing by the staircase at the second floor. He smirked, eyes remaining emotionless.

“Where are we?”

“My private island.” he put both of his hands inside his pockets and started going down the stairs.

Your heart hammered, afraid of what he’s going to do next. When he arrived in front of you, you expected worst things to happen but to your surprise, he raised his hand and gently brushed off some of your hairs away from your face.

“Do you want to look around?” he asked and laid his hand right in front of you.

You are afraid of him, really afraid. But you’re already here. Moments ago, you had hope that you’ll get away but after hearing that you’re an island, you lost hope from escaping. Unless you planned on swimming on that deep blue ocean of course.

You raised your gaze from his hand over to his eyes. He sighed and rolled his eyes before grabbing your hand. He intertwinned your fingers before he started walking out from the house to tour you around.

You’ve been here for a week and a half already but this is the first time you’ll be going outside. Slowly, you can feel yourself calming down at the scenery right in front of you.

“Jake...” you called him out while you’re staring at a far.

At your peripheral, you saw him glanced at you. “Yeah?”

“Why me?”

“What do you mean?” he asked and you felt his thumb caressing the back of your hand carefully. It made your stomach churns.

You glanced at him, “Why do you want me to be here with you? As far as I remember, the first time I encounter you was when I saw you at our company.”

Jake’s eyes were darted at you as always.

“Because I love you.” it made you feel flustered.

“You don’t even know me.”

“You’ll be surprised that I know a lot about you.” he said and smirked.

“You researched about me, didn’t you?” you looked at him with accusing eyes.

He raised both of his brows and tilted his head, “And if I did?”

You rolled your eyes at him and looked back at the ocean, “I bet they’re basic information. You don’t even know more about me and yet you say you love me?” it sounded more like a rant.

Jake tugged your hand pulling you closer to him, his other hand held your waist to hold you into the place. You looked at him, surprised at his move.

“Then let me know more about you, baby.” he said and cupped your face, “I bet I’ll love all versions of you.” and with that he slowly leaned in to place a soft kiss at your lips.

“Why are you working to your Dad when you clearly have the talent with this?” Jake asked really curious as he stared at your recent works.

You pursed your lips and a small smile appeared to your face, “Because he want me to.” your tone sounded so sad that it made Jake glance at you.

“Fuck what he wants, right? Do you want your own clothing line?” he asked and approached you.

You chuckled and rolled your eyes at him before you felt his strong arms wrapping over your waist, pulling you closer to him. He leaned closer, placing a soft kiss at your cheeks and his nose brushing over your skin.

“Just tell me you want it, I’ll do it in a snap, love.” you leaned away to stare at his pretty eyes.

“I know you will.”

Its been almost two months ever since Jake abducted you. You’ll be honest, it was not as bad as you thought. After that day he gave you a tour, you tried to open up to him. You started learning more about him and him about you.

Jake isn’t as heartless as he appears to be. He’s caring and warm to people he cares about. He may not good with words, but he sure does have his own way of showing his affection.

He’s very attentive of you as well. You’re very surprised at how he can remember even the smallest details about you. It was heart warming having someone to give importance about everything you say.

He got you a set of sketchbooks and some art materials the moment he heard you like to draw and sketch outfits. And now, he just got back from work. He went to your work room to check on you and you stopped yourself from giving him the tightest hugs. You won’t deny the fact that you missed him. He was gone for three days.

Your heart hammered just by the thought that you are really slowly falling in love with Jake Sim. It may sound absurd and funny, but its true. There’s just something with the way he treats you.

Here, you can be someone you really are. You don’t have to pretend or be the perfect version of you. Even with flaws, Jake makes sure you feel confident about yourself. He was true to his words when he said that he will love every version of you. From the good to the lowest version, he adore it.

Jake’s very supportive and loving. He cuddles you to sleep, comfort you whenever you’re sad, remind you how you look great everyday, tells you how he loves you and how he’s happy he have you here.

You can’t even remember the last time you’ve been treated this way. It was surreal for you, and even if he did got you in a wrong way, you must say you are glad you are here.

The island were really beautiful too. You enjoys yourself swimming at the sea, drawing by the shore, collecting shells and many more. Anything you ask for, Jake will give it to you without you asking for it twice.

“Its really pretty here.” you uttered out of nowhere while Jake and you walked by the shore, the bright moon above you serving as your light.

He smiled, “You say that every time we walk here.” he stated and renew his hold over to your hand.

“I just really admire the place.”

“I’m glad you like it. I bought this because of you.” he said that made you surprised.

“W-What? You’re kidding.”

He smirked, “No I’m not.”

You stared at him for a while more and you realized he was saying the truth. Your free hand flew over to your mouth to cover it because you still couldn’t believe it.

“You’re crazy.”

He smirked and leaned closer, “You make me crazy, baby.” and he kissed you by your lips.

After your usual walked along the shore, you went back to the house and went to bed. You sighed and enjoyed Jake’s warmth beside you. He was holding you close to him, feeling your heart beats be in sync.

As the night deepens, you couldn’t feel yourself getting sleepy so carefully, you moved Jake’s arm off from you. You feel  a bit thirsty so you decided to go down to get some water.

You were wearing your house slippers when your eyes caught Jake’s phone resting by the bedside table. Your eyes then glanced at Jake who’s sleeping soundly. Your heart raced at the idea that suddenly came inside your mind.

You gulped and nervously went near the bedside table to get his phone. You stared at it for a while before you slowly walked outside the balcony of your shared bedroom.

The bright moon was still out, shining on you. The breeze were cold and you can see from here that the waves were calmer then usual.

You stared at the phone like as if this was the first time you’ve seen one. You’re not planning to tell your parents where you are. You love it in here and you love being with Jake, but you couldn’t shut the emotion that you are missing them too.

They’re probably very worried of you as well. You will just call to assure them that you are perfectly fine.

You started dialling your Mother’s phone and after three rings, you’re surprised that she even picked up. It was already late.

“Hello?” you covered your mouth the moment you’ve heard her voice. It has been a while and it just hit you how you’ve missed her so much.

“Hi Mom.”  you greeted her trying your best not to cry.

You heard her gasps lightly from the other line. “Y/n? Is that really you sweetheart?” her voice cracked out a little.

“Yes Mom. I miss you.”

“Ohh, my pumpkin. We missed you too! W-Where are you?” she asked, very eager.

“I can’t tell you where I am, but I’m okay. I’m doing just fine.” you told her to make her less worried.

She sniffed from the other line and you felt bad because she’s crying. The main reason you called your Mom and not your Dad because you are closer to her, and because if you call your Dad, he will just trace your location and go get you. Its fine to call your Mom, she will protect you. She will definitely keep it fro  your Dad.

“I'm glad you’re okay, sweetheart. I miss you so much.”

“Me too, Mom.” your eyes glanced at Jake’s direction when you noticed him stirring through his sleep.

You panicked a bit, “M-Mom, I have to end the call. I'm okay so don’t worry, okay? I love you, please take care.” you uttered continuously and didn’t even waited for her reply.

You ended the call and with light steps you went towards the bedside table and placed his phone back. You hurried back to your space of the bed and laid down. As you close your eyes, pretending to sleep, you felt Jake looking at you.

His stares were a bit piercing, like as if checking if you’re really asleep. Slightly, you felt nervous, but that feeling dissipates after you felt him pulling you closer to his warm body. He placed a small sweet kiss at your head, “I love you.”

You felt your heart raced at what you heard and you silently responded ‘I love you too’ inside your mind. You wanted to say it to him, but maybe tonight’s not the right time.

The next day, you’re trying hard not to be upset when Jake told you he have to leave for a while. You walked towards by the shore hand in hand with him with a long face. Jake chuckled, finding you adorable.

He couldn’t believe that from being excited that he’ll leave the island, you guys were already in this. You being upset because he will be gone for a short time.

When you saw his men preparing the helicopter that he will be riding, you pouted. Jake halted his steps causing you to do it as well. He turned to face you and made you do the same thing.

“I’ll be very quick, all right?”

“Make sure. I will miss you.”

Jake pursed his lips in a thin line suppressing a smile. He bit his lower lip and cupped your face before leaning closer, making your noses touch each other.

“God, you are beautiful.” he uttered lowly, lips slightly brushing yours.

“Have you seen yourself? You are just the same.” you fired back.

He lets out a sexy chuckle before placing a soft kisses at your lips, giggling in between. “Yeah? Bet our kids will look even better.” he whispered that made your heart hammered.

With drunk in love look in your eyes, you stared at Jake. He did the same thing, Jake looked at you with so much affection and love.

“I will be back.”

You smiled and nodded once, “And I will be here, waiting for you.”

And after more kisses, he waved and with heavy heart he left the island.

You went back inside right away, didn’t really want to stay there thinking he left. Your whole day was almost planned, you’ll paint and sketch to divert your attention and stop missing Jake.

While you’re busy preparing for the sketch, you heard a helicopter from a far. Your heart hammered by the thought that it was Jake. A small smile appeared your lips and you let go of your pencil and hurried yourself outside the mansion.

But your smile slowly faded as your steps started to get slow, “Dad?”

Yes. It was your Father. Your brows draws closer, causing a crease at your forehead. You are confused why he’s here. And it hit you.

You called your Mom. ‘Did she told him?’

He approached you right away and hugged you. Since you’re still confused and surprised, you couldn’t react right away. Feeling his warm hug, you finally realized you missed your Dad as well.

“H-How?” was the only words that you said.

He pulls from the hug, “I tracked the phone you used to call your Mom. Why didn’t you call me?” he asked and even examined your face like as if he was trying to find something.

You were left speechless. How can you explain to your Dad that you didn’t call him because you don’t want him to know where you are? That you’re enjoying it here and actually fell in love with Jake Sim?

“I figured it would be your Mom you’ll be calling right away so I got her phone wired.” he said.

Of course. How can you so stupid? Now, he’s here now and you wouldn’t able to ask him to leave peacefully. Its either you go with them or there will be a problem here.

You nodded, couldn’t smile. “You don’t have to worry anymore, okay? Let’s go.”

And with that, he started guiding you towards the helicopter. You let yourself be taken with him, steps heavier than usual. As the helicopter elevated, you finally had the chance to see the whole island clearly and you couldn’t help but to fall in love with the place even more. It is really pretty.

‘I’ll be back.’ you thought to yourself.

You can’t remember anything else, but you started to feel sleepy and you slowly lost consciousness.

The next thing you know, you’re inside your room. You stood up right away and head by the window. It was already night time and you panicked a bit. You’re gone from the island for a whole day. Jake would be really upset.

As you head outside, your heart aches a bit seeing the familiar hallways you grew up to. It was nostalgic and you kind of missed it, but if there’s a place you want to be in, that would be in that island, inside Jake’s embrace.

You slowly head downstairs to go find your parents and told them that you love Jake. Even before you arrive by your Father’s office, you can already hear your parents arguing about something.

“How can you say that? I went there and saved our daughter!” it was your Father.

You slowly walked closer, trying not to disturb them. “Save her? Are you sure with that? Did you even ask her if she wants to be saved or if she needed to be saved?” your Mom’s words were meaningful.

“What do you mean? She’s been abducted by that kid! He’s nothing but bad news to our Y/n!”

“Bad news? He tried helping your company.”

‘Jake did that?’

“I don’t need his help. Now that Y/n is here, the engagement will continue and our debt will finally be paid off.”

Your heart fell at what you heard. So that’s it? All this time, you thought that they’re really doing this for your own good. It isn’t the case. Your Father was doing this because he wanted to save his company. He will pay his debt using you, his own child.

You couldn’t believe him. And to think you wanted to go back here when Jake first took you.

You took a step back, mind floating and slightly finding it hard to breath. They don’t care for you at all. Your Dad was not afraid to lose you, he’s afraid that the engagement won’t be official without you and his debt will remain.

You bumped into the vase and it crashed at the floor. Your parents stopped arguing and you didn’t waste any time, you run and even stepped at some broken pieces.

You winced it pain, but ignored it so you can just leave the house right away. It was raining outside and you just let yourself get soaked. You bet your feet already bleeding but you just continued running towards somewhere, tears streaming along with the pouring rain.

You’re heading towards the only person who genuinely cares for you. Jake.

“Boss, Ms. Y/n is outside your mansion.”

Jake snapped back to reality when his men announced that to him. He stood up and walked towards the monitor where he can see the people outside his mansion.

His jaw clenched seeing your drenched with rain, head hanging low.

When he left, he couldn’t take it just by thinking of how sad you looked the moment he took off from that island. He got worried and hurriedly finished the thing he needs to finish here at Seoul.

When he went back, he was surprised by the news that your Father arrived here and took you. He was confused as to how he found out about this place. Turns out you called your mother.

He felt betrayed and angry after finding out, but it doesn’t lessen his feelings for you. He thought that maybe you can use a little time seeing your parents before he abducts you again to take you back to your island.

So he flew back here at Seoul, waiting for the perfect opportunity to take you back. To see you here in front of his mansion was a total surprise for him.

He walked outside, holding a big umbrella with him. He clenched his jaw, suppressing his anger as he head towards the big black gate. His hold over the umbrella tightens while tries to fix his own thoughts on how he would punish you once you’re near to him.

But all of those thoughts disappeared when he saw how you’re barefoot and blood can be seen at your feet. He panicked right away and made one of his men hold the umbrella so he can attend to you properly.

Jake furrowed his brows and held your face too gently, “P-Please, take me back.” you said, voice cracking.

Now that an umbrella was above you, he can see how you’re crying so hard. His heart broke at the sight of you. You looked hurt and very vulnerable.

“Let’s leave and go back to our island please. I don’t want to be here.” you added.

Jake caress your face and placed feathery kissed all over it making you cry even more. He surely mend your broken heart. With Jake around, you sure feel a lot more better.

“I was just waiting for you, love.”

He got your bruise cleaned and that same night, you two flew back to the island. This time, it isn’t the unfamiliar and scary place anymore but instead, your home.

Jake pulled you closer to him, dropping a kiss at your head and pulling the blanket so it can cover your arms properly. You’re all cuddled up inside your shared bedroom and you couldn’t be more happier. This is what you want. Him beside you, both of you back in the island without thinking about the toxic world. All you have to think of was you and Jake and nothing else matters.

“Can my Mom visit me here?” you suddenly asked because you remembered how your Mom defend you to your Dad.

You felt Jake’s fingers drawing lazy circles at the small of your back.

“Was she good to you?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

Jake sighed, “Okay. I’ll arrange something with that.” and you smiled, heart racing at how he easily agrees to whatever you want.

Now that you thought about it, he’s really the only person that would do anything for you. The only person who understands and love you along with your flaws. The only person who will not hesitate to risk his life just for you. He loves you sincerely and you want to return that love.

“I love you.”

Jake smiled, making you raise your head up so he can see your eyes properly.

“You do?” his voice sounded so excited.

“Yes. So much.”

He smirked and slowly leaned in to give you a kiss. “I love you more, baby.”

He leaned again, kissing you more passionately. Your heartbeats got in sync as you felt each others warmth, enjoying it. You two may started wrongly, but you are certain that this is where you belong, together with Jake Sim.

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(tw for racism, pedophilia, transphobia, child impregnation mention)

yeah idk why y'all read this

i was originally going to just post this and have some tags with my reasonings, but i realized that opens me up to too much bullshit from people who may think i'm being unnecessarily mean or whatever. so i'm going to explain exactly why the screenshots above are something i hold issue with.

firstly, and i just want to get this out of the way, this post is not intended to be a hit piece against the creator. i've seen how she reacts to any mild-mannered or slightly joking criticism, so i know this post is probably going to not land well. but it isn't my intention to make her mad or anything--she's writing a piece of content for the internet, which means she is just as open to criticism as any other poster. and what i intend to go into in this post is criticism. i'm allowed to do this, as that is the nature of the internet. people are allowed to critique whatever they please, and if you don't want critique then you shouldn't post. simple as!

i am also making no attempts to posit myself as better than the creator. i'm not doing this for clout or moral superiority or any of that dumb shit. i simply want to discuss something that's been bothering me for a bit, while simultaneously warning people who haven't read this yet (who may be sensitive to the issues above) to steer clear. if things like casual racism or transphobia aren't properly tagged, then readers who are affected by such things run a risk reading this! same goes with people who are triggered by lewd content involving minors. i wanna make sure people are getting a more critical scope of this work than what has been hoisted up by others.

okay, now that i've gotten that out of the way, i'm going to get into my points.

firstly, the subtle and not-so-subtle racism throughout this fic, especially in relation to serizawa. i'm white, so there is only so much i can speak on without trampling over the words of other fans of color, but some of this feels so blatant it's odd it hasn't been noted earlier. it's important to note before i go into it that serizawa is specifically written as half-black half-japanese for this fic, in case the screenshots don't make it abundantly clear. but there are just too many moments of casual racism in this fic. i'm not talking about the plot point of serizawa being bullied as a kid for being mixed; i'm not mixed, so i can't speak on the accuracy there but it is well-known that black people face a lot of racism in japan. i'm talking about how it seems everyone else has these racist moments that aren't acknowledged by serizawa or the narration as being bad.

reigen hypothesizing over serizawa's exact ethnic background is just strange. yes he's a fairly observant guy (he has to be, with his job), but there is no canonical evidence to suggest he would immediately jump to theorizing whether serizawa is american or not. and the way it's posed in that first quote--"he has darker skin and the kind of hair texture that would likely indicate African ancestry"--is not great. that's an extremely inappropriate way to bring up someone's race. i don't think most people would stare at someone and be like "hmmm well your nose shape and hair texture would suggest you're of this race". it's racial essentialization that is only slightly covered up by the excuse of "oh he tweets in english". there are some other smaller moments of questionable wording, like calling serizawa's afro "sloppy" when it isnt (which btw there's another issue with the creator only referring to an afro as a "fro". it's a hairstyle; you're allowed to use the actual name of it). even if reigen cuts his hair in canon, he never states it's because serizawa's afro looks sloppy. (also there's something to be said about the casual racism baked into making your employee cut his natural hairstyle for a job, as that is a very real issue many black people face when wearing their natural hair or even protective styles in the workplace.)

i'm especially bothered by toichiro's very casual racist remarks. toichiro in this fic is a general bother of mine (most of which can be boiled down to "he would not fucking say that"), but the way she chooses to characterize him in relation to serizawa feels gross. calling a black man a slave should be a very obvious red flag, but also saying serizawa (again, as a black man) has a "brutal masculine appeal" is also extremely stereotypical and racist. and really there is just no need for it; toichiro's actions in canon prove how shitty of a guy he is without the need for him to be racist (along with other things i'll get to in a bit). as my girlfriend put it: he doesn't need to be a member of the fucking kkk to show he's a bad guy.

there's also, again, the very casual racist remark of calling serizawa a "dog". i don't care if that isn't the intent; when you are writing a character of color you need to be aware of your wording, even in insults (unless she intended to make tsuchiya racist, which i don't think she did).

secondly, the eugenics/child pregnancy bit. it is surreal to even have to write this, but i seriously do not understand the purpose of either of these bits in the story. they are so minor yet so jarring you can't help but wonder why they're there. once again, i do not think you need to have toichiro doing esper eugenics just to prove he is an evil guy. he has nuance, and by making him casually reference child pregnancy (like that isn't an INSANE thing to say) reduces that nuance to nothing. that's the only reason i could see why that bit was included: to make toichiro look worse. but, even still, the author is running the risk of potentially triggering victims of csa or people who don't want to see that by not properly tagging the mention of it (or, at the very least, warning readers in the intro notes). the only other explanation for it would maybe be shock factor??? but that's a pretty shitty thing to use for shock factor, if i'm honest. also the fact that the esper eugenics was referenced again in a more recent chapter just has me very disturbed and confused. there isn't a canonical explanation for why we see less espers who are women than espers who are men, but that doesn't mean we need to jump to fucking Eugenics. it's weird!

thirdly (and this is probably one of my biggest problems and the main reason i wanted to make this post), the weirdly lewd/sexual language shou uses constantly, along with referring to reigen as a pedo or a creep at several points. frankly, i think it's pretty fucking gross for someone in their near-40's to be writing a 12-year-old talking so casually about sex like that's normal. which, i'm sorry, but it's not. yes, teens know about sex and like to joke about lewd shit. but a 12-year-old is not about to make references to a grown man's virginity. 12-year-olds draw dicks on their desk bc they think it's funny. 12-year-olds say the word "buttfuck" because it has the words "butt" and "fuck" in it, and those are the two funniest words on earth to a kid that age. i literally do not understand the purpose of having shou be so lewd all the time. for one, it doesn't make sense for his character. shou is shown time and time again to be extremely mature for his age, but that maturity extends to shit like assembling a counter-terrorism unit and extending a hand to his father to allow him to try again. and even then he's still just as naive as any other kid his age! the omake where he's telling his guys to go to the "far right corner" based on ritsu’s advice proves that he still has plenty of blindspots that are indicative of his age. leaning into this raunchy, lewd version of shou is just weird. and, again, i think it is made a bit weirder given the author's age!!! not ageshaming or whatever--i'm 23 and i write fanfic, clearly i cannot judge there--but it is just extremely inappropriate in my opinion. also having shou be more versed in sextalk than serizawa is odd too and speaks to a larger issue of serizawa's infantilzation throughout this fic, but that's something i can get into in another post if people want an explanation.

also, the way she constantly calls reigen a creep and even has him being accused of being a pedophile during the twitter cancellation is extremely inappropriate when, again, there is NO CANONICAL BASIS FOR THIS! everyone just calls him a fraud and a scammer during separation arc; there is never a reference to reigen being seen as a pedophile in that arc. and, yes, while there are versions of mob psycho where reigen is very clearly written as a creep (looking very specifically at the netflix adaptation), that doesn't mean it's good. honestly, the creep mentions all just feel like really poor jokes that do not land in the slightest.

finally, the transphobia (aka WHY IS SHIMAZAKI A CHASER). i literally do not know what else to say other than: why? why is this a thing? why is he a chaser? what is the purpose of this? is it a joke? i feel like it's supposed to be, but seeing as the author is cis i don't think that's a joke she should really be making. it not only comes out of left field, but it's just kind of a weird thing to ascribe to a character for no reason. not to mention, it's uncomfortable! trans women deal with enough creepy antics from cis men in real life--why must they be accosted by this guy too? it's just weird and uncomfortable.

i wanna round out this post by saying, once again, that i'm not trying to attack anyone with this post. but i do hope people come away from this with a new perspective on this work, and maybe think twice before recommending it uncritically to someone. to the author specifically, i hope you can read my post without rage or indignance blinding you. i might be a little blunt or rude in parts, but it's only because i'm passionate and i don't mince my words when it comes to things i'm passionate about. to the readers, understand i am not judging you for reading this fic without noticing these things. your own life experiences will give you certain blindspots and there's nothing wrong with that. i have plenty of blindspots of my own! it's what makes us human.

there is more i could say, but this post is long enough. i ask that if you come to me in my inbox or in dms about this that you treat me with respect, as i will do that for you. writing something like this took a lot out of me, as i'm usually not so open about my opinion on shit like this.

have a good day :-)

[cecilebutcher]

Thank you Irene and Aubbie for the tags<3 I really appreciate it a shit ton.

Twst content spotlight

@azulashengrottospiano Amazing, and I cannot stress this enough, AMZING octatrio content. Her writing style is so fucking amazing yet so simple? Go check her out she’s so fucking cool.

@axvwriter such a fantastic mind. Their oc Bobo is adorable and their art is even more adorable. The creatures they make are so fucking cool and awesome.

@twitchers-column a new blog made, but so far the stuff nem posts on their are just, chefs kiss. Not much on their but I see so much potential for it(I want to, uh, help with it).

@nem0-nee probably my newest moot but she is so sweet and her art is so fucking cool! Her Oc’s are so amazing and fantastic <3

@jemmidraws also new, I mean very new, but her art is so beautiful! Again not much posted but I highly recommend checking her out(her comms are open btw!)

@daily-trey posts amazingly accurate Trey content. They also respond to stuff as Trey by drawing them, my favorite post of theirs is the newest cater x Trey angst^^ (their comms are also open!)

@moonlit-midnight also writes amazing octatrio content. But they also write for other dorms like Diasomnia. Btw go check out their master list cause, it’s so fucking pretty? Like bro, that shit is so pretty and amazing.

@drdepper her art, gives me life. No no listen. The art style, the colors, the line art. I’m gobbling it up so hard. She’s also in love with Vil, don’t understand why, but Love listening to her talk about it.

@robo-milky her twst yuu is so fucking cute!! She’s so freaking talented, like tf? Girl, keep some talent for the rest of us T^T I wanna hold cloche is my hand like a small bird, ya feel me?

@altshin his twst yuu is so freaking chaotic it’s amazing 😭 his art style is so simple to me but still so gorgeous. Fellow photographer mc o7

@the-v-lociraptor everyone move it’s the creator of Castor and Pollux!! If you can’t tell I love those two twins with all my heart. Her art style is so much, that it becomes perfect.

@harunayuuka2060 while they do write for twst they also do obey me, and let me tell you they are always so fucking good!! Their writing style is Character A:….. Character B:……. It’s so fucking cool! Go check their blog out I always have fun with their stuff!!

@mintmoth they’re art style is so cute😭 my favorite Kalim artist in every single platform ever. The way they draw him makes me so happy!!

@malleusgethomeplz just posts twst shitposts. No really, that’s it, nothing more nothing less. But it still always brings me joy. They are also so stupid that it’s the best ever.

@egophiliac my favorite Lilia artist. They’re art is so unique. Like everyone move! It’s the the best Diasomnia artist is in town! Go check them out.

@oepionie I love love LOVE their writing the way they write scratches that one spot in the back of my brain. They’re writing style is so fucking gorgeous!

@blackopals-world she writes for various types of yuu. The way you can tell that she puts so much effort and love into her work is amazing, love her work so so much.

@siphoklansan sippy!! You think you’ve see great art with so much love in it? Ha yea right, you haven’t seen shit until you’ve checked my girl sippy out B) her oc’s are so fucking pretty and interesting, my personal favorite is my beloved Charin, I wanna give him a kissy kiss.

@ashipiko fellow ace kisser o7 she is so sweet and I just love her so fucking much like you have no idea. Her art style is so pretty like girl, you’re making me tear up with how gorgeous everything looks.

@ceruleancattail their themes give me life. It’s so fucking pretty and gorgeous and beautiful. Their art style is also, chef’s kiss, my personal favorite stuff is anything butler or/and yandere related<3 I will also continue to defend the kisser cater allegations with my life o7

@oheyfox Renny<3 best Jack Howl art there is, you won’t find any better then here folks! Her female first years ever. Her art style is so fucking pretty too!! Go check it out, this is a threat.

@shinysparklesapphires her art is so pretty with such interesting and incredible oc’s!! A beloved moot of mine<3

@terristre their art is so simple yet so fucking cute and adorable. I really like the way they draw the Twst characters. They’re comics are so freaking cool!!

@yuurei20 they technically analyze Twst characters and their relationships with other characters and more. It’s so interesting reading their works:0 I 10000% recommend everyone to check them out.

@dibbledoodle her yuu is a wine aunt without the wine and I am here for it. I fuckinh love her art style so much. I love the way she draws Leona he looks so stupid T^T

@revivemyreverie the way they draw, gives me life. They have so many oc’s and each one is more interesting then the last, I can’t decide who I love most. That’s a lie, it’s Vegas, it’ll forever be Vegas.

@del-thetiredwriter I love love love LOVE their mafia AU. Hello? Why is it so good? I’m on the edge of my seat waiting for the next chapter. I took inspiration from them while writing my own mafia AU, go check them out<3

@twistedchatterbox the creator of this amazing thing✨ she’s amazing and I love her writing so fucking much<3 tbh if it weren’t for her April collab I would’ve never had the courage to post twst content on here. So Rubia, from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for everything. I owe all of this to you, Love you girl<3

I originally was gonna put like 10 people but ended up putting waaay more😭 but you know what, I regret nothing. All these amazing people write and/or draw some of the best stuff ever. And I’m so fortunate to have come across their stuff because it is truly amazing<33

[captainnait]

(Decided to reuploded this post because literally no one saw it. . . Oh well. Might as well tag @whocaresifwearecrazy since they could be interested in this idk)

Something that literally no one asked for - a TTwM compilation!!

I enjoyed gathering all the questions for this one. I'm not sure if I found *all* of them, but. . . Yeah. Some clips (4 out of 13) aren't mine, so I left the source in the description.

Also I wrote a little analysis/commentary thingy for all of these, which you can read down below. It's mostly just me rambling about Bob and Milan and how stupid these two are, so don't take it too seriously. I just— I just need to get this off my chest, okay 😭 also sorry for the broken english in some of these. I was half-awake when writing lol

Anyway, would really appreciate if you watch this compilation. I might do some others in the future idk. Enjoy 💖💥

As for commentary, here it is ✨

"Ode to a Garbage Can": I put this one first in the compilation, because (imo) it shows Bob's and Milan's overall dynamic perfectly - Bob tries to be as positive and supportive of Milan as he can (although with a mild success), while Milan. . . Well, he's just being himself - extremely forward and harsh, but, in the end, not minding Bob's attitude, and even engaging in a playful back-and-forth with him. It's simple, it's nice and it's going to be a repeating pattern.

. . . Aaand it's probably the most analytical I'm going to get here. Probably.

Anyway, can't say much else about this one. They're silly

"A Crappy Question": Bob here sounds so genuinely guilty 😭. And the fact that he immediately tries to make up by helping Milan with his classes— it's pretty wholesome. . . Milan slapping the living shit out of him in the end isn't tho lol

"Get Your Finger Out of Your Nose": Milan calling out Bob on literally anything is also the main point of a lot of these. And, tbh, if I worked as a janitor somewhere, where mfs like any of ydkj hosts work, I wouldn't be so happy either bruh

Anyhow, the gross out humor in the end is nothing unusual for this game. But damn, the way Milan said "chucklehead" at the end. . . He loves that idiot I'm sorry 💥💥💥

"Urinal Chips and Dip": Bob being an idiot and getting what he deserves will NEVER not be funny to me

"Wait a minute, is this a trick question? 😠" "For you? Yes 🙄" I can't with them—

Also Milan helping Bob out a bit at the end was surprisingly nice. . . And uncommon too

"Swapping Spit": Milan calling Bob "host boy" at the start caught me off guard completely when I first heard it. And yet, somehow, he gets even more wild with the nicknames later on in the other questions lol

"Moron? Hey! >:[" Bob sounds so hurt here 😭 i like to imagine that before that he wasn't catching any insults from Milan at all up until this point. He's clueless like that

"Ugh, Milan! Why do you say things like that?" "To make you blush" Okay that's just straight up flirting—

Also Bob doesn't sound so opposed to that huh. . . Interesting. I wonder when this is going to come up again—

"Things Nobody Wants To Lick": OKAY FUCK I'M SORRY THIS ONE IS JUST INSANE. MILAN JUST CASUALLY RIPS HIS SHIRT AND SAY TO "LICK UNDERNEATH HIS SWEATY ARMPIT"? AND NOT ONLY BOB IS IMPRESSED WITH MILAN'S BODY (as he says himself), HE ALSO ISN'T OPPOSED TO HIS REQUEST IN THE END (even though it wasn't even addressed to him btw)? AND EVEN ADVICES TO SAY "THANK YOU!" AFTER THE PROCESS?? HELLO?? WHY SO 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂? WHY NO ONE TALKS ABOUT IT—

Ahem. Anyway, "Bob-friend" is such a great nickname, 10/10, amazing job, Milan.

Bob's "MILAN! WHAT? 😨😳" is literally my favorite thing ever

"Please? Look, begging is not gonna help, my friend" yup, I figured

(I'm not even going to comment on the last few lines lol this is already too much)

"Seven Minutes in the Broom Closet": And just when you think it can't get gayer than the last one. . . This title. What the fuck are they doing in the closet—

Bob mistaking alliteration with liter is just so him

"Haha, you said pee :D" this man literally has a mind/humor of a toddler

And yeah, Milan leaving Bob confused with his words/sayings is. Everything

"I'm Not Your Chew Toy": I'm pretty sure this is the shortest question in this category in terms of dialogue

I love that this one highlights just how patient can Bob be with Milan's rather snappy attitude (which, to be fair, is pretty reasonable for him to have)

"Gift Ideas from the Bathroom": This one. This is my favorite question in the whole game probably. . .

Milan calling Bob "Robert" (which continues running joke of Milan calling Bob different nicknames). Milan sharing his collection with Bob, who seems to be not only interested in it, but also wants to implement it in the question. Bob being a clumsy ass moron and dropping the jar, with Milan following with his (almost) catchphrase "I'm not cleaning that". Milan sharing his culture with Bob and feeding him a homemade soup, with Bob being absolutely joyful and excited to learn new things from his favorite person (while also being taken care of by said person). Milan's little "jerk" at the end, that sounds just a bit too soft to sound like an actual insult, and more like an affectionate pet name. I love this. This is amazing. If this isn't not one of the most wholesome moments in ydkj series, idk what is tbh

"Little Red Outhouse": "Hey Milan, how you doing? Good to see ya 😁" "It's a pleasure for you to see me 😇" "Yeah, i— Uh what? 🤨" This is one of my favorite exchanges between them. Milan has such a way with words sometimes idk. . .

Not much to say about this one, except the fact, that Milan washes Bob's microphone in the toilet bowl, becomes much more disgusting when you know, that in one of the questions Bob smooches his microphone. You're welcome 😇

"It Happens to the Best of Us": Crying Milan is the last thing I expected from this game, but here we are ig. As much as I feel sad for him, I can't deny that his crying voice is incredibly stupid (/pos)

"It was a horribly sad incident which took place today" I like how even when he's distraught he still tries to flex his english skills. What a king

The way Bob instantly goes "yes sir" right after Milan tells him to shut up is just. . . 😭 no comments

"Don't Forget to Wipe": Ah yes, the one where Milan blackmails Bob. Anyway

"Hm, would you like to know" THE WAY HE SOUNDS HERE I— 💥💥

Also the way Milan interrogates Bob here is just so funny to me. He's like an annoyed and slightly disappointed owner that find out his dog made a mess in the living room again. . . Weird comparison, but oh well (I've been writing this commentary for way to long)

"There's a Swosh™ on My Tush": I love this one. Mf just plays basketball in the middle of his work day and that's it. No disgusting twist, just basketball

. . . Well, except the last few seconds, where Bob straight up drools on Milan's shoes. . . Like a dog—

Okay, nah, that's it, that enough of these guys for me today istg

[elysianymph]

The Jegulily Band Au? 👀

hehehe the jegulily band au started on this post made by archie ( @aithusarosekiller ) and it hasn't left my mind since. go look through the reblogs bc it's a wild ride. pretty sure both of us have most of the posts related to it tagged as jegulily band au on our accounts so go look through it to see us losing our minds

it's shared project so nothing is set in stone but here are my current ideas for it :D

lily and regulus are high school sweethearts, they met bc they were both in the school band and hit it off from there. lots of teenage shenanigans ensue and lily and regulus end up forming a band with barty, peter and remus. it's nothing serious they just kinda get together once in a while to have some fun playing random songs. they continue this after high school as they're all going to college and everything is normal UNTIL sirius brings along his friends (james and marlene) to one of their band get togethers.

james (who is an amazing producer btw) immediately falls for regulus and lily despite them being already in a relationship and he's like so smitten it's adorable honestly. he starts talking to them and once he finds out they would love to make an album and try taking this band thing seriously he immediately offers himself up to help them make music. and he brings marlene (who is a social media manager) into it like "yeah she'll help you manage all of it" (she has no idea he's doing any of this)

idk how they would actually get together but it doesn't matter rn what does matter is that their silly little band debuts and they go viral bc their music is amazing ofc. they make more albums, their music videos get millions of views, they sell out stadiums, life is great.

everyone knows that regulily are dating bc they're so public about it, but no one knows that james even exists (apart from him being credited as their producer) let alone that he's dating both of them. james, being the rockstar gf he is, constantly posts pictures from their concerts, always with romantic captions or wtvr bc he's a lover like that. the comments on his posts are always split between "this guy is delusional" and "how tf does he manage to get the tickets for EVERY DAMN CONCERT??"

after lots of back and forth, regulus and lily finally get james to star in one of the music videos for a song that lily wrote specifically about their relationship. they tease the song for months, posting snippets and strange photos with captions that don't make sense unless you're following james and you can see that the captions are all connected. everyone just thinks james is delulu

a week before the music video drops, the band's official account posts like a 10 second teaser and it's of lily and regulus doing couple shit BUT there's another guy there with curly hair and round glasses and everyone is going insane bc WHY DOES THAT GUY LOOK LIKE JAMES POTTER THE CRAZY STALKER. jegulily are having the time of their lives watching the fans go crazy, meanwhile poor marlene has to deal with the aftermath

this au is just a bunch of crazy stuff honestly i had so many ideas for it but i didn't write any of them down so i'm stuck with what i can remember off the top of my head </3

oh and also peter/remus/sirius are all dating and sirius is a famous model and he just randomly appears in the band's music videos and all the comments scream "WHAT IS SIRIUS BLACK DOING HERE" like sirius doesn't regularly post selfies with both of his boyfriends 🙄

[thesupreme316]

Could I request Eddie Kington and the reader as mixed matched a team?

Eddie Kingston as a tag team partner (Eddie Kingston x Fem!Reader):

Genre: Crack

Summary: How I would imagine Eddie as your tag team partner

Word Count: 700

Supreme Speaks: OKAY IK IM LATE BUT BETTER THAN NEVER. thank you to @hookerforhook for being so patient and lovely (please lemme write more for you). I hope you and everyone else enjoys. ALSO, i hope everyone is doing well and remember you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: slightly proofread, an obscene amount of yall (sorry I'm just country and hood)

Taglist (if you wanna be a part of it, lemme know): @hookerforhook @triscillal @wwenhlimagines @sheinthatfandom @hooks-martin

You know that older brother who loves you but will bully you at every given chance?

Yep, that’s Eddie

He’ll protect you from your opponents, will drop a ref for you, will chew everyone and their mommas out 

But is quick to spear you and give you a noogie

I feel like the way ya’lls team came to be wasn’t because he was soughing after a tag team partner (cause he’s Eddie Kingston and he’ll kick anyone's ass)

But it came to be when you helped even the odds with JAS and you actually didn’t mind fighting the dudes

At that moment, Eddie knew you were his partner

“Why Me?”

“Because you literally just kicked everyone’s ass…besides you’re the only other person in the back I like…besides Mox and Lulu of course.”

That’s right; out of all the enemies and allies he had in the back, he considered you an ally

HOWEVER, I still think he wouldn’t open up to you immediately but would gradually become more comfortable with you

At first, he would only talk to you for match purposes

And then he started hanging out with you a little bit before the show

And then he would text you “you good?” If he hasn’t heard from you (if you respond, he’ll say “great, btw fuck you”

Everything would change when he needed a place to crash cause all the hotel rooms were taken and you allowed him to crash with you

Although he left before you could wake up, he left you a note stating how he’s blessed that he has you as a friend

Now ya’ll at the point where ya’ll are inseparable

Where ever you go, he goes, and vice versa

Ya’ll in each other favorite contacts

Eddie would act like he genuinely doesn’t like you (in the eyes of others) but everyone knows he adores you

You two know each other like the back of your hands

Will tag you on Twitter posts that remind him of you, ya’lls friendship, or just things you need to see

Would say “EW” or “Gross” at you (if you're just walking by) or if you mess up in the ring he’ll laugh and say “you suck”

But heaven forbid someone else said that about you

Everyone can see how much you mean to him

Anyways you would do the same to and for him

You made it your goal to annoy the living shit out of him (and to make him scream and shake his fist at the sky)

But you were quick to shake someone if they irritate him

You played little pranks on him, stole his shirts (and threatened to burn them), made him cut promos on random items

“Now pretend he just lit your family on fire”

“Y/N, this is a toilet brush”

Now in the ring, your and Eddie’s styles complement each other

And you often came together to do tag team moves (especially the ones that Eddie learned from watching old Japanese tapes)

But if you were ready to get out the weapons, he was right behind you (either getting more weapons or just watching)

Essentially, you had crazy ideas and he just supported you in any way he could

Would not wear matching ring gear colors, but will match t-shirts with you (if you have tag team merchandise)

If not, ya’ll would wear each other’s designs

You two could pick up on the other’s next move without talking (you could expect/predict what he was gonna do and how you follow up or help)

Not gonna lie…Eddie would tag you in the match on the head/in the face

I can just see him lightly slap your head to signify a tag

If ya’ll won, then ya’ll were celebrating by doing chest bumps and getting food after the show

If ya’ll lost, Eddie would just berate everyone in sight (except for you)

Despite what he says, he would never talk down to you or degrade you (you’re his soft spot)

Would introduce you to Mox and form a trio if the situation called for it

Overall…Being Eddie Kingston’s tag team partner would be a rollercoaster, but one that would become your favorite rollercoaster

[mikeylivesattheend]

Hi, I love Red Hood, Dimension Travel & Time Travel fics. Here are a 5 I enjoy that aren't immediately showing up if you sort by kudos on A03, basically. Don't forget to look at the tags! A lot of these have dark/angsty themes.

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The Passing There by Ginevra_Benci

Dimension Travel, incomplete, 15k

Jason Todd awoke one morning from troubled dreams and found himself transformed into a monstrous—

No. God, he wished.

Metamorphosis, he could have handled. An easy fix. Hell, magic insect transformation was practically an everyday occurrence, in Gotham.

Just… not in this Gotham.

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Jason Todd awakes one morning in a Gotham that “doesn’t like chaos”, and finds his feet.

I love the writing style here, it's updating regularly, and the plot is interesting without being too complicated.

This is the only incomplete fic here btw.

PLUTO. by Orpheusaki

Dimension Travel, complete, 22k

"I kill so others don't have to," Bruce states firmly and clearly. This entire situation didn't seem like it could get any more bizarre, what with Bruce sitting in the dark and polishing guns, but somehow it just has, "While you are here you will not kill."

Jason's throat is scratchy and dry with terror, but the insatiable feeling of being talked over and disregarded is a fresh wound. He can't back down from this if he tried, "I've killed. I still kill. Who the fuck do you think you are to stop me?"

Bruce gently sets down his gun, and picks up the blade beside him with practised ease. Jason's blood runs cold when the man wearing his father's face says, "You will die by my hand if you try."

(Jason meets a version of Bruce who has manifested his fears very differently.)

Honestly if you haven't read any of Orpheusaki's fics you should- immediately. I love fics that explore Bruce killing, and the vibes are so so right here.

This author also has another AMAZING dimension travel fic but it's abandoned I think so I cannot rec it in good conscience, sorry 😭

ghosts by roseworth

Time Travel, complete, 5k

Steph startled as a kid in a bright Robin costume jumped onto the roof in front of them.

A Robin costume she had only seen inside a glass case. A mop of curls she had only seen in pictures.

This was fucking Jason Todd.

Shit.

-

(Robin!Steph and Bruce get sent back in time to when Jason was alive. Everyone has some realizations.)

Chef's kiss, Steph gets to see Jason & learn what he was like. Not super long, but it's great

Sisyphus by EventualToast

Time Travel, complete, 8k

"Jason Todd is, for the second time in his life, sixteen years old, mortally wounded and trapped in a coffin. And this time, he takes in all the details that scream it’s reality. In his memories, he can always see the white of the silk, feel the worms crawling through his skin, even though neither of those things were possible. Now, he’s in sterile darkness. He needs to get out of here."

Or Jason and Essence get stuck in an infinite timeloop.

I love love love fics that use Jason's All Caste backstory & the time travel is wonderful. I've reread this like 5 times ngl

Ad Infinitum; Modified by familiarities (twistsandturns)

Time Travel, complete, 9k

Tim is hunched over his computer, bouncing between a report for B (Batman, not Bruce) and a spreadsheet for B (Bruce, not Batman) when Jason stumbles into the cave. If it weren’t for the fact that Jason had been in a somewhat good mood lately, Tim probably would have been a little more concerned about this fact. Still, it’s weird when, instead of ignoring Tim’s existence like he usually does, Jason walks over to him directly and says, “I'm in a time loop and I don't know why. Fix it."

The outsider pov on a time loop is so well done, and I love seeing Jason change from afar

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Uhh yeah that's it. I've read a lot more than these, but there are better rec lists to get those. These are just ones that tickle my brain. A lot of these authors are on Tumblr too, so thats neat.

[autisticblueteam]

Appears from the ether again, after months of only being present enough to fill my queue up, with some WIP snippets from the gen:LOCK re-write I mentioned before...

And also finally adressing these tags lmao, sorry @thesouppond I realise these are like 3 months old.

#FUCK IM JUST SEEING THIS NOW???#FUCK YEAH 2024 SEASON OF EVERYONE GETS TO REWRITE GENLOCK CAUSE FUCK S2#Ahem anyway hi genlock moot :)))#I love your writing btw! Ive read your existing GL fics theyre great!#at this point if someone can give me a GL fic i havent already met I will forever be indebted to you i am DYING for GL content

We're really out here trying our best to do better by GL than HBO did huh!! I've been loving Reloaded, it was so nice to see someone else pop up in the gL tag after it was comparatively dead for so long. I've been working on my re-write since just after s2 came out and it was lonely in there for a while there lmao.

So I'm glad you enjoyed the couple of fics I've already done! I'm re-using parts of one of them for the actual re-write since I'm going for the 'keep the basic bones of s2 but aim to fix the execution into something less shit/re-work the worst bits' and I didn't want to write that first nemesis fight over again from total scratch lmao...

I want to finish writing all of the re-write before I post it in full, but that does mean it's taking forever whoops.

I'm still not past the introduction of Sinclair as his portion is so involved and I keep getting distracted by other projects/hobbies, but I did finally get to a point where my take on Sinclair is actually fun to write! I'm keeping his boyfriend because I did at least like that Sinclair was made canonically queer and they're actually cute when I'm just doing my own thing.

So since I feel like posting some WIP bits, here's my favourite Chris/Sinclair stuff I've done so far.

“YEAH! Take that you fucked up tin can!” Sinclair winced. The shout was like an ice pick being driven into his skull, but it was also what finally drove him to lift his head. There ahead of him, wielding a large piece of debris in one hand, was a heavyset Asian man dressed in torn clothes and covered in grime. He reared back, and for a split second Sinclair thought that projectile was for him, until he heard an impact, and the last of the humming died. The man brushed off his hands, pride written on every feature, and in that moment he was the most beautiful thing Sinclair had ever seen. “Coast’s clear!” the stranger called behind him. There was movement, but Sinclair didn’t care to look, his attention caught by the man’s approach. “And we’ve got a live one.” Sinclair’s throat was so dry he broke down coughing twice, in the time it took the stranger to kneel in front of him. “I-I’m not Union. I-I know— with the uniform, and the—” Another violent burst of coughing cut him off. The stranger handed him a canteen and a crooked smile. “Yeah, no shit. You’ve got way too much emotion on your face to be even a defector,” he said, and if Sinclair wasn’t so busy chugging the offered water, he might have mustered a laugh. “That, plus, the lack of helmet, the collapsing, and the drone getting ready to turn you into a novelty cheese grater kinda gave it away.” “Christ, I could kiss you right now,” Sinclair blurted and then regretted in quick succession. Fuck. He’d been in near solitary too long, his filter had worn away to nothing and he was making a damn fool of himself in front of the first sane people he’d seen in weeks. Except the stranger just… laughed, good-naturedly. “Close, the name’s Chris, not Christ. And I’d say buy me dinner first, but it’s a bit hard out here.”

AND then a little later...

“What about the refugee railroads?” Chris lowered his beer bottle and wiped his mouth. “Too far.” “Vanguard safe crossings?” “Too far.” “The— fucking Canadian border?” Chris laughed, “Too far. Further than either of the other things. Jesus, dude. You sure you haven’t got a concussion?” “Mostly,” Sinclair said, rubbing his face with his intact hand. “I just— you’re going to die if you stay here. A drone only has to get lucky once.” “And if we go deeper in, we’ll only die faster,” Chris said with a simple shrug. “We already have to pack up and move every few weeks when the line moves. And every time, the Polity border gets a little bit further away. Believe me, man, I want nothing more than to get outta here, but it’s just not happening.” “What if I helped?” The offer fell out before he’d consciously decided to make it, but Sinclair stood by it. Even when Chris looked at him dubiously. “No offence, dude, but you’re just one guy. And two days ago you could barely stand.” “And now I’m fine,” Sinclair insisted. “I’m a soldier. I was decorated for valour after I got my squad out of a run-in with the Union that should’ve killed us all. I was the only one who could even still hold a gun. I swear, I could get you somewhere safe. Are you really telling me you’d rather keep sitting around waiting to die than take a risk?” Chris’s brow furrowed, and he didn’t answer immediately, taking another swig from his scratched up bottle of beer. Sinclair sighed. “Look. I need to get to a Vanguard base one way or another. I don’t want to leave you guys behind if I don’t have to. I owe you my life. And maybe dinner.” Chris almost choked on his drink. “Wow,” he laughed, clearing his throat, “you sure pick your moments, huh?” Sinclair shrugged. “Figure if you’re not actually into it I’ll just blame the concussion.” “That you don’t have.” “Exactly.” Chris rolled his eyes, but he was smiling. “Smooth. Smooth operator. Alright, alright, fine, we’ll talk to the others in the morning. It might be a tougher sell when they’re not the ones getting dinner with a hot soldier out of it, but hey, guess we’ll see.” “Are you looking past the just-got-done-being-tortured chic, here, or is that part of the charm?” “Are you kidding? There’s a whole genre focused on how hot soldier guys look after they’ve been through hell.” “Not sure that’s the intended takeaway of action movies.” “Well,” Chris shrugged, starting to pick at a can of food, “it was definitely my takeaway.” Sinclair laughed. Honest-to-god laughed, in a way he was surprised he was even capable of after the last few weeks. The normality of the moment was like a balm on all the aching parts of him, mental and physical alike. For a moment he could almost forget that the reason he looked like shit was because he’d just escaped the worst experience of his life. For a moment it felt like the fight was over.

Now I just have to actually get through the remainder of my Sinclair set-up and then I'll be only one chapter away from finishing the first half of the fic... so close and yet so far lmao.