#dont ask how much it cost RIP

[tennessoui]

aaaaa can i request #44?!?

absolutely of course you can 🫶

[from this list of prompts]

[5. 'are you jealous' - 27. 'i'm pregnant' - 46. 'hey, have you seen...? oh']

44. 'if you die, i'm gonna kill you'

"Hey, hey," Anakin hears. Or feels, rather, as each word is punctuated by an ungentle tap against his cheek. Which is really sort of rude, considering that the last thing Anakin remembers is taking a grenade to the chest.

The least Vos can do is be nice to whatever's left of his dying body. He hopes the grumble of dissatisfaction he makes conveys this, because he can't find the energy to actually speak, let alone turn his head away from the hand on his face.

"No, nope, c'mon, Skywalker. Get up. Keep those eyes open. There you go. You're fine."

Anakin doesn't feel very fine. He feels disjointed and confused. He's in so much pain that it's honestly hard to focus on anything else, not even the blurry vision of Quinlan Vos' face leaning over him.

There'd been the grenade. So for all intents and purposes, Anakin should be dead, not dying. He'd been wearing armor, at least. Obi-Wan had given him his armor before sending him into the caves with Vos. He thinks. He remembers that, the way his master had taken Master Vos aside for a conversation that looked tense and unhappy, even to Anakin's eyes. And then his master had taken off the armor provided by the planet's guards--something heavier than what Anakin had, higher tech and sturdier--and given it to Anakin. It'd still been warm from Obi-Wan's body heat when he'd helped him fasten the straps around him.

His master. Anakin needs to--if there are grenades around, if the rebel group has access to that sort of fire power, if they're here in these caves with grenades while Anakin's master is walking about without armor--

"You're fine," Vos tells him, tugging once, sharply, on the padawan braid hanging down Anakin's throat. "Missing a bit of your side, but of your--your arm, but you're fine."

Anakin doesn't feel fine. Anakin has no idea how he feels. Anakin needs to find his master. He can't--

"Swear to the Force, Skywalker, if you die--I'm gonna kill you. Cause Obi-Wan's gonna kill me," Vos is muttering and Anakin can feel his hands ghosting along the site of the injury. It must not be good. He doesn't sound like it's good. He doesn't sound like Anakin's going to be fine.

But at the sound of Obi-Wan's name, Anakin forces his eyes open into slits once more. "'ll be fine," he tells Vos.

"Damn right you will," Vos replies, and suddenly his hands are tighter on Anakin, pressure being applied that lifts him up off the ground.

"No, not--" Anakin says, and he can hear the way he's slurring his words. He can hear the sound of his breath and the beating of his heart. "He'll be fin'."

It's easier to let his head flop down against his chest than to try and lift it to see where they're going. If they're moving somewhere, he trusts Master Vos enough to get them there, even though it's at least partially the man's fault that he went and got himself blown up. After all, he'd pushed Vos out of the way of the explosive the moment he felt it flying through the Force. So really, it's his fault.

He wonders if he should say that out loud. If Vos already thinks it, if it matters.

He doesn't think it matters, really.

"Oh, he'll be fine?" Vos asks, and Anakin's dropped--at least gently this time--against the wall of the tunnel as Vos pushes against a door with the Force. Checking for danger. Securing the area. "He'd be devastated, Skywalker."

"Get a new on'," Anakin disagrees, going limp the moment Vos' hands lift him up again. It hurts. It still hurts. And there's the dark promise of sleep licking at the back of his mind. It'd be so easy to fall into, if he could just stop arguing with Quinlan Vos. "Jus' a padawan."

Just a padawan, just an obligation. They've been butting heads more and more frequently ever since Anakin turned sixteen. That was a year ago now. Their quarters are silent usually, but tensely so. Anakin spends a lot of his time in places he's not supposed to be: the beds of other padawans, the Lower levels podracing, the occasional jail cell if he can't run fast enough. Obi-Wan, he thinks, spends a lot of time tired. Regretful. Unable to look at him, which rankles more so than the cuffs the Coruscanti cops have put on him to keep him subdued on the way to the jail.

If Anakin were to--if he--if this...if he doesn't make it out of these tunnels, Obi-Wan'll be alright. Eventually.

Except Obi-Wan needs his armor back. That's where they're going, Anakin's sure. He needs protection because it's dangerous down here and Obi-Wan gave his protection away, gave it to Anakin.

Vos huffs--some kind of combination of a snort of laughter and genuine exertion from the strain of Anakin's weight. "Alright, kid. Sure, you're replaceable. But I'm not, and if you die because I accidentally blew you up on a mission, Obi-Wan's gonna kill me. And he needs a best friend, so if you die, then I die, what's the man gonna do?"

Anakin lets his eyes close. "Needs me," he slurs out nonsensically. Not because they mean anything. He just likes the way they sound.

"Yeah, that's what I've been trying to--oh, thank the Force, Kenobi--get your med-pac, he needs--"

"Anakin," and that's his master's voice, high and distressed and threaded with something Anakin can't name and has never heard before. "What happened? Vos, what--his arm, his chest--what did you--"

Hands that are familiar and roughly calloused and heart-stoppingly gentle cradle Anakin's face, lifts him up and out of Vos' hold, and Anakin registers a brief flash of his master's face--wide eyes, furrowed eyebrows, a clenched jaw--and then he lets the darkness overtake him. Safe. They're both safe now because they're here, together.

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[ DISCLAIMER ]: the following links contain PORN which is only suitable for mature audiences!! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+!! all links contain hetero content! some dont have any sound :’)

[warnings]: porn… duh!, fingering, restraints, riding, cock warming?? oral (f. rec), rough sex, anything else i missed!

⭐️: author’s favorite

[ BANG CHAN ]

eat like a animal: bangchan is definitely pussy hungry. when he eats it, baby he EATS it. like he hasn’t had a proper meal in weeks!! he definitely does it for both of your pleasures. his tongue flicks your bud intensely, forcing multiple orgasms out of you as he’s licking up your arousal.

sloppy kissing: chan loves to touch you. everywhere. he’s all hands on deck when you too have heated make out sessions. he’s fondling with your tits, pushing his tongue into your mouth as you grind your clothed pussy against his cock. don’t even think about keeping your shirt on, he’s just gonna take it off immediately, there’s no point! he’s kissing you all around your neck, on your chest, anywhere possible!!

deeper: what did he say in railway? ah yes— rough ride… hold on tight? he’s practically fucking you into the bed, one hand behind your back as his angry cock is slamming into your poor hole. “take it like a good girl for me, yeah?” how can it sound so sweet yet so cruel at the same time? he’s pushing you into the mattress, groaning at the sound of your poor whimpers as he fucks you into oblivion. you can’t take it, but you will. bc you’re his little slut after all.

[ LEE MINHO ]

⭐️ lesson learned: minho never liked when you were rude to him. he especially hated that little attitude you gave from time to time. he surely made you pay for it everytime too. making you lay with your hands around your back as he spread your legs apart, he’d stick his fingers in your cunt as he played with your clit furiously. “you wanna act out, huh? well this is what that earns you.” every time you get too loud he’ll smack your mouth, stuffing a small handkerchief in it to shut you up. it’s not like you’d be able to talk while being stuffed with his long fingers anyway.

use your words: does minho really like pleasuring you, or does he just love to tease you for his own pleasure? his fingers will run themselves across your clit as you moan out in pleasure, squirming at every moment. “i know you can be louder baby, you sing my songs all the time.” he’d touch you faster, harder with every whimper, asking you if you like being touched like the whore you are.

[ SEO CHANGBIN ]

warming me up: something about cockwarming made changbin fall at your feet. but it wasn’t just him sitting inside of you, oh no. he’d sit his big cock between your thighs, pushing it between your warm folds as you squeezed your legs shut. your back to his chest, keeping each other warm as he pushed himself in between your legs. his cum would cost your thighs, moving against your clit to lubricate his cock perfectly. and it felt soo good.

⭐️ through the clothes: did i mention how much of a tease changbin was? he loves wrapping his tongue all through your folds, but he loves especially when your panties are still on. hell drag his tongue against your clothed clit, sucking on it gently to get a reaction out of you. his swirl his tongue around it, watching as your arousal seeped through your panties in where could taste it— until you were practically begging for him to rip them off.

[ HWANG HYUNJIN ]

⭐️ titty galore: hyunjin loved your tits. he loved to touch them, swirl his tongue around them and suck on your skin gently. at any chance he could, he would get you naked in his arms and rope his tongue around your nipples, sucking them until he earned sweet moans out of you. sometimes that’s all he needed to do to get you off— watching as slick formed between your thighs. he would speed up his tongue, flicking your tips as you shook beneath him.

sensual riding: hyunjin was always so sweet to you. he was really for the rough sex, the loud moans. it was something about it all that he just wanted it to be you two in that moment, and he always got the most out of it from you riding him. Watching as you ran your folds amongst his cock, savoring his sweet moans as he ran his fingers across your body. and he always made it a habit to tongue kiss you, it was always sensual. your lewd moans would mix into each others mouths as you rode his cock. if there wasn’t proof he loved you, this definitely shows it.

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[alexa-yukiyu]

ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! Last request before I sleep

Here me out shanks with a 13 year old daughter (who has his iconic red hair) reader who absolutely despised him because he's the reason why her town got attack (Shanks keeps flirting with her mother unknowingly he accidentally made her into an outcast)

Reader who's snarky, a bit rude but polite and well mannered (unlike shanks)

Reader who's always reading and very elegant royalty like but not spoiled and very serious all the time (unlike shanks)

Reader who's secretly insecure and scared that she's always gonna be in her father shadow

Reader who is always in the whitebeard pirates (THOUGHT THIS WASN'T A WHITEBEARD REQUEST BUT I MADE IT ANYWAYS?)

Reader who always dye their hair into black

Reader who bonds with ace because of their daddy issues 🥰

That's it. That's the tweet

Roots ( Ace x f!teen!reader)

Part 2

A/N here we go, I dont feel with this one, I feel like I missed the whole vibe you were trying to get when you submitted the regret, I spend a week just staring at the screen trying to think of how to approach it and I can’t say I choose the right one

Dokucha frowns as the book on her hands is ripped away from her hands, only to let a small smile as she recognizes the candy cane-patterned bracelet

"Ace, you're back," she stated, looking up at the grinning man squatting on the railing

"I'm back," he responds, jumping down from the railing and bringing the girl into a side hug

"What have you been up to today?"

"I am actually taking a small breather before I continue training; I believe it's Haruta's turn for a session," she stated gingerly, clenching her hands in a lower position

"Turn?"He furrowed his brows at her words and the implications behind them

"Dokucha, how many sessions have you done?"

She bites at her lip, shifting her gaze away from his

"This would be the seventh," she muttered

"I told you to stop pushing it, you're only thirteen dokucha, it's okay to train, but this is too much," he scolded

"Is this about Shanks?" he muttered, kneeling down to her level

"I don't want to fall behind."

" I know you don't, but are you just going to waste your life trying to catch him?

Isn't that what you don't want to do? To live your whole life trying to surpass your old man?"

"I can see it in their eyes, Ace, every time we go on a mission; all they can see is him, they don't think of me as Dokucha, they just see his daughter," she murmured, teary eyes flickering back to the man

"Then let them. They have no place in your life, so why would you care what a bunch of strangers think?" he asked

He frowns at the small unconvinced hum that leaves the teen at his words only to bounce back as an idea comes to mind

“ Hey, I found a cool place on my way back; it’s only a few minutes on the Striker; wanna check it out?”

“But Haruta is expecting me…”

“Don’t worry about that; you said you still have some time, right?”

“I suppose so, b-

“Great, you head to the Striker; I will catch back up in a second; need to get something before we head out,” he said, running off

“W- Ace! I din- and he’s gone” she mutters at the retreating form of the commander, taking a glance down at the striker that had been tied to the Moby Dick

“I guess no harm in a small ride.”

-

“How did you find this place?” she muttered

The two found themselves sitting on the Striker, their leaves soaking in crystal clear water as they watched all the fish swim around them, curious about the two visitors

“I visited this island before on one of my missions.”

“Hm”

"Listen, Dokucha, I have told you about my father, yeah?”

“Yes, you did.”

“The reason why I'm so pushy on stopping what you’re doing is because I made the same mistake, and it cost me over 15 years of my life” he started, noticing how his words had finally gotten the girl’s attention

“ I spent all that time trying to follow my father’s legacy, to surpass him. To become the pirate king, to Defeat whitebeard. All the while, it just ate me inside; I was blindsided and led by my anger toward him for all those years. I missed many opportunities to enjoy, to have a carefree childhood just to accomplish that goal”

“How did you…why…”

“Why I stopped?”

“Yes”

“I found pops.”

“ I thought your goal was to take him down to prove yourself?” She asked now facing his way as her legs Straddled the Striker giving him her full attention, loookimg up at him in confusion

“It was; I spent the next few days going after him even after he took me into the moby; every day, I would try.”

“I refuse to believe that” she scoffed with an amused laugh

“I'm serious!

Tried over a hundred times, and every time, I would end up with either a bloody nose or thrown into the sea.”

She covers her mouth as she lets out a muffled laugh at the thought of a grumpy, drenched Ace

“A-Anyway, after that, Marco and later Pops talked with me; it made me realize how useless it was to try to take Pops down and follow after someone else’s dream.”

“Din’t you feel disappointed?”

“Quite the opposite, I felt free for the first time, felt free to make choices based on what I wanted and not to surpass my father; it’s led me to where I am now, and it was the best realization I made in my life.”

“…”

“Keep it in mind, okay? Let’s head back for now,” he said, pushing himself up, extending a hand to the girl as he prepped the Striker

“How do you think I should start?”

“Start what?” He questions, manauvering the Striker through the waves, slowing down as he puts his attention on her

“Letting go”

“Maybe you should start with this,” he said, flicking their head

“Jerk, what was the reason for that?”

“Stop trying to change yourself; your roots are coming out; why don’t you let them grow?”

“Ah!” She exclaims covering her head at his comment, missing the way he sighed and shook his head only to come back to her senses as a weight was placed on her head

“You should be proud of yourself, the way you look, the way you are; at the end of the day, it’s yours, not his; now might be the best time

She looks up at the ravenette questioningly, his iconic hat now missing from his head and gingerly placed on hers

“What do you mean?”

He simply gestures to the new vessel now anchored next to the Moby Dick

“What is he doing here.”

Thoughts?

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[a-boca-do-inferno]

broken, part 1 (sonny corleone x reader) [request]

part 2

summary: “Fuck off.” Sonny waves his hand dismissively, his expression contorted in sheer contempt. “Ya always had champagne taste over a beer budget, sweetheart.”

warnings: angst, cheating (some tom hagen x reader implied just because), swearing (like, a lot), domestic/verbal abuse somewhat, mentions of murder (ya know...usual corleone stuff) and fluff-ish

words: 2.2k

notes: howdy! who asked for some angst??? gosh you guys dont know how much i love writing this type of stuff...please send more angst requests i beg you anyways hope you like it :D xx.

Silence.

It is all he can give you at this moment; after years of marriage, years of your devotion toward him. Unwavering. Unyielding. He had thrown it all away for a cheap settlement, two gladly open legs for the young lady who knew of his money and power. Forgotten immediately, there you stood, facing their unmade bed, smelling of sex and false promises you just knew Santino made her every night they spent together. Whilst you stayed home alone, surrounded by the coldness of tall walls and the crushing weight of his absence. You nearly let out a bitter chuckle, how stupid could you have been, right?

Oh, how they warned you. Everyone! Your friends, your parents, even your dear grandfather, despite the old man being deeply aware he was the one who would always benefit the most from the transaction that was your engagement to Sonny. Because that’s what it was, you had to face it now. Your love had been nothing but another heartless mafia deal to Santino, quite like the relationship your husband himself maintained with the poor girl in front of you, pathetically stumbling to get her clothes scattered on the floor as you eyed her motionless. There was not an ounce of animosity in your bones at this point. You simply did not have it in you to feel anything but pity at her state. Poor girl. Her reputation would be ruined, and for what? She was so young and helpless, almost like you had been once, albeit with the enormous difference that you would not have fucked a married man if he was made of gold. 

“What’s your name?” You order, though gently, still frozen in your spot watching her avoid your eyes at any cost.

“Maria”, she mumbles, adjusting her corset.

“Italian.” You reckon out loud, not really surprised. Having spent such a long time being scrutinised by every pure blood Sicilian who’s ever come into contact with the Corleone family somehow—as ironic as it may seem—prevented you from any type of disappointment at the notion of Santino silently damning you for your half breed background, too. So much so, he’d been searching for compensation elsewhere, on some random broad’s lap. But hey, she was Italian! “How long?” You manage to ask, your voice starting to strain. At the subtle hesitancy from her, you snap, your scream ripping through your throat before you can stop it, “how fucking long?!”

“One year”, comes the coy answer while the young woman shrinks in the corner of the room, her dark orbs filled with tears.

“One year.” You nod, finally letting out that incredulous laugh you had been holding back ever since you spotted the guards standing outside the apartment. That’s when you notice it. Her features weren’t so unfamiliar. Shaking your head softly, you murmur, “you’re the one who brought me the bouquet at my wedding, yes?”

She winces. “(y/n), I’m…”

“You’re a sad, sad excuse of a person.” You hiss, not allowing her to finish the false apology. That was confirmation enough. “I’m the one who feels sorry for you, because you’ll never have what I had, though I only had it for a few months.” Taking one step closer, you spit, looking down at her dishevelled self. “A family.”

You stormed off her bedroom without another word, only to find Santino leaning over the countertop of the kitchen, smoking a cigarette casually. His face spoke of some displeasure at the situation, albeit not nearly as much as you would have expected from him. He was known for making a spectacle out of everything, after all; but you guessed just not when it concerned his own ass. You took a deep breath and grabbed the purse you’d thrown at the brown sofa, spinning to give him one last glare. You had nothing to say to him, not really. Your suspicions about his cheating sprees at night had begun probably long before your husband would have decided to act on it. 

Tom helped you with following Sonny after the kids were asleep, staying with you in the car whilst you both waited for him to leave his—at the time alleged, because you could be fair—mistress’ building. And although the circumstances were less than appropriate or pleasant, you found yourself growing closer to your brother-in-law in the course of your private investigations. You now regretted not fucking Hagen just out of spite for the man staring back at you with disdain, yet your own morals would’ve never let you do such a thing, doesn’t matter if Santino had been sleeping with your own mother. You were not like him and no amount of hurt in the world could ever make you do something as cruel and as vile as this. You refused to sink to his level. 

“I’m taking the boys with me.” You blurt out, causing Sonny to raise his brows and snap out of his grumpy trance at last, lunging at you angrily. You flinch and hold up the pepper spray he’d bought you on another occasion, when you two had to visit a gritty part of town for his business. “Not another step or I’ll fucking blind you.”

“You’re not leaving me, ya hear?!” He growls, grabbing you by the shoulders, uncaring for your warnings. “They’re my kids too! You don’t have the right!”

“The law says differently.” Your tone remains controlled, contrasting with your trembling form under his touch. Your adrenaline must’ve been through the roof by now, and you were blinking rapidly to try and hold your angry tears inside your eyelids. “My grandfather made sure I would be protected in any case, especially if I wanted a divorce for adultery. Guess he was a visionary.” You scoff, hardening your jaw when Santino shrieks and pushes you against the wall. 

“That son of a bitch.” He hisses, pinning you with one arm over your neck. You struggle to breathe, coughing and fighting for air, but your husband’s not having it, pushing you even harder. “You’re not gonna do this to me, (y/n), or you’re fucking dead.”

“And so are you, or do you think my family will let you live?!” You shout, hoarsely, as you gasp for oxygen. He shoots daggers at you and then lets go begrudgingly, your body sliding down the flowery wallpaper while you regain your composure. “I’m sure you… don’t wanna leave the kids orphans either. From either side or both of them.” You finish, pulling the collar of your dress lightly to breathe better.

“You fucking whore.” He grunts, his hand going through his hair in a clear act of desperation. “You’re gonna pay for this.”

“I’m sure I will.” You sigh, your tone dry and full of resentment. Standing back up, you walk over to him, lowering your voice to a fairly vulnerable whisper, “I love you and you did this to me. Believe me, I wanna kill you too, but I have to think of my children first.”

You can swear you see a flicker of remorse passing through Santino’s orbs, but it is as feeble as it is ephemeral. “You wanna act all holy and mighty now, but ya know this was never real, doll. It’s all about money.”

“I always knew that’s all it was for you.” You nod, closing your eyes for a brief second. “I never fooled myself into believing you ever loved me like Vito or Carmela do.” You narrow your gaze faintly, wanting him to know this, as it is probably the last time you’ll speak with him directly. “I’m aware I was but a fun little adventure once, just like Maria is now, and then I became a chore. Something you had to come home to, boring, tiresome. ‘Naggy wifey’, ain’t that how you refer to me to your brothers?” You mock his thick New York accent, frowning deeper. Your talks with Tom often involved some gossip about how Sonny spoke of you behind your back, unknowing that his own brother disapproved of what he said. Well, you just felt like airing all the Corleone family’s dirty laundry tonight. It was as good a time as any.

“Ya been fucking Tom or something?” Santino snickers, however there’s no humour whatsoever in his demeanour. Only awkwardness and embarrassment, somewhat. Such a stark contrast to the man you came to love. He was never smaller in your eyes. 

“That’s what you deserve.” You turn your face away from him, holding your purse firmly against your chest. “But, no. He was the one who asked me about some jewellery you bought me, because the accountant needed to write it down. I’m not sure if he already knew and wanted me to know too or what, but I’m grateful for his character either way. Perks of not being a Corleone.” You snarl at the end, fully aware your words only served to sting his ego further. 

You were right. 

“You know what? That’s what I could never stand about you, your fucking arrogance.” 

“You really wanna pin this on me now, huh? C’mon, Santino, let it all out!” You raise your voice, clapping your hands dramatically. “Now it’s your time to tell me how you always felt so beneath me because you can’t read a fucking drug label without falling asleep or asking for Tom’s help, yet you still wanna be kingshit when Vito dies.”

“Shut the fuck up”, Sonny barks, pointing at your chest. “You wanna be so high and mighty when your parents practically sold you to me? Fuck off.” He waves his hand dismissively, his expression contorted in contempt. “Ya always had champagne taste over a beer budget, sweetheart. If it wasn’t for my family, that prick you call grandaddy woulda gone bankrupt.”

“You wanna act like you care about that now when all you ever wanted was to fuck me and get done with it, no matter the price you had to pay.” You shoot back even before he can close his mouth, crossing your arms defiantly. “And then you get caught cheating and wanna say it’s my fault, because what? I didn’t give you enough attention? You wanted me to baby you and tell you’re the smartest guy in the room when you’re a joke even to your own family?”

“Shut up.”

“Just think what Mikey is thinking of you now...”

“I said, shut the fuck up!” Santino grabs you by the shoulders again, pushing you to sit down on the couch. The noise is loud enough for Maria to burst out of the bedroom, fearful of what he might do. He tells her off with a deep growl and she cowers back inside, leaving you two alone. You try to get up only to be harshly pushed down by his body straddling yours, trapping you completely. You kick and scream under his assault, but Sonny takes your wrists aggressively with one hand, while his other holds your chin in place, squeezing your cheeks with all his force. “Look at me.” You have no choice but to oblige, hot tears streaming down your flushed features. “I’m sorry.” He says through gritted teeth, his own eyes glossy, his sharp inhales telling of the almost inhuman struggle to keep his emotions in check. “I’m sorry, ya hear me?! I fucking love you too.”

Your whole body shook violently, your soft sobs mixing in with his. You said nothing in response, what else could you say? Wouldn’t it be so much easier if it was just a matter of words on divorce papers, your signing and his to make it official and tangible? Yet it wasn’t. There were two sleeping little boys waiting for you both to come home, blissfully unaware of the fact their parents were pulling each other apart at the seams whilst a young girl cried silently in her secluded spot in the next room, drowning in her own remorse and regret. Right now there were mere broken pieces of whoever you three ever came to be one day, and some part of you—masochist, foolish, selfish—wanted to cling to Santino’s anguished confession of his love to you so badly, it hurt. Could it really be too late for him, for you, for your family together?

“Let’s go home.” You whimper after a moment, similar to a scared animal caught in the headlights. 

Sonny’s grip on your chin had long softened as he sobbed uncontrollably on your neck, soaking up your dress with warm tears. You snaked an arm around his waist and sighed, listening to his ragged breathing gradually calm down. Soon you were surrounded by quietness, just like you had been earlier when facing the two of them on that same brown sofa, half naked. The image remained branded into your brain, although less unfamiliar now than a few moments ago. You figured that’s what people meant when they said trust can never go back to its normal state once it’s broken. The cracks are always there, no matter the amount of glue you try to put on them or how unshakeable they may look after the repairs. 

Silence. 

“Yeah.” Santino coos, wiping his face sheepishly, unable to meet your desolate gaze. “Let’s go home.”

Silence.

[ramons-elevator]

Im sorry, but I cant stop thinking about Ramon and Fit's conversation today. A mixture of a summary and analysis below:

Ramon tried to get Phil to talk about Fit and Pac, but Phil misinterpreted it as asking about something else. Then Ramon got frustrated and started to dig a hole to blow up TnT in.

Fit went down and tried to talk to Ramon, only for him to get more frustrated and blow everything up. Then when Fit realized it was about Pac, he tried to tell Ramon to be patient.

That made Ramon lose it. He started "yelling" at Fit that he knows him. He experienced it first hand of Fit saying he needs time to learn create, only to learn a lot in a short amount of time. Yeah, Fit needs time, but if he puts his mind to something he can do it.

Ramon then said how basically he doesnt know if he will even survive long enough to see Fit and Pac do anything. He just came back from being kidnapped the third time. Hell, Dapper has been kidnapped 5 times.

Ramon knows his life and his family can be ripped away in seconds. He knows his life is precious and wants to experience as much of Fit's life as he can. He saw what happened to Bobby. Bobby died and then Roier and Cellbit proposed and got married. What if Ramon gets the same fate Bobby did?

Then when Fit tried to say that its tricky, Ramon gets frustrated and starts putting down TnT which obviously get Fit's attention. Fit get Ramon to stop and listen to him.

Fit reminds Ramon about his mission. The mission that basically holds Fit's life on a string. He tells Ramon that he doesnt want Pac to get involved in it because Pac doesnt deserve that. Fit has seen Pac in prison, escape Prison, get kidnapped, have his best friend get kidnapped, have his son get kidnapped, etc. Fit know this can be dangerous and doesnt want Pac to deal with that again. (also confesses he likes Pac but anyways)

Then Ramon pulls out this fucking line

"Dont you think a person that loves you would do anything for you?" "I would do anything"

Now this fucking breaks me. Because this is Ramon.

Ramon, who gave his only weapon to Max so Max could save his siblings. Ramon, who said he would do whatever Fit needs if it means completing his mission. The kid who trusts Fit no matter what and no matter what the cost. The boy who saved his siblings and family from an explosion that could have kill them. The kid who left his house and ran away with his siblings because he thought that Fit was in danger.

Ramon would do anything for Fit and Fit would do anything for Ramon. They are each other's halves. They complete each other.

And if there's a chance that Fit can be happy and loved just as much as Ramon loves him, then of course he wants Fit to take that opportunity. He doesnt want Fit to be alone. He doesnt want Fit to deal with all his trauma and problems alone. Yeah, Fit has his friends, but things happen.

Ramon then says that he knows theres a chance he might disappear again and that he wants someone who look after Fit if he isnt there. Ramon protects Fit as much as Fit protects him. If Ramon knew that there was someone to take care of Fit when he cant, he could be happy.

I could scream about these two all day. This conversation just showcases how much Ramon loves Fit, just as much as Fit loves Ramon. They want each other to be happy no matter what. Theres nothing the other would do. And if that means Ramon shoving Fit into Pac's arms then so be it.

[lavaablast]

My headcanons pt1 (because i self project on everything)

(my opinion remember this is all silly fun) (also i change my mind contantly so expect me to edit this post constantly)

Kai Smith:

the band aid on his eyebrow is there because he has an eyebrow piercing, and he wants to protect it from getting ripped in battle (also doesnt want a scolding from Wu hehe)

self harms but instead of c///ing he burns because well, obvious reasons (less likely to be found out too)

orthorexic, is obsessed with being in peak physical form

hear me out on this one, i know he eats junkfood (so do orthorexics okay every 3d is diferent) anyway he never does it alone. he eats junkood only with other people, and he's always thinking he'll "make up for it" later. so yes he eats junkfood and yes he is orthorexic (felt like i had to defend my point there dsfsd)

body dysmorphia. knows he looks good but doesnt know what he looks like

"if i gave up on being pretty, i wouldn't know how to be alive" or wtv mitski said

has an extensive skincare routine but if anyone asks him he'll just say he "washes his face with cold water"

anger issues, but like he can explode on the ninja too and then he immediately regrets it but its too late which leaves him with... ->

guilt. ALL THE TIME. its in the back of his head wherever he goes

sun aries, moon sagittarius. i wont back down on this (im a sun aries and moon sag)

claims he "doesnt care" but actually cares so much it hurts (especially about Nya/Lloyd he'd do anything for them you hear me ANYTHING)

has strong morals and ideals but will give them up in a second when needed for survival of himself or the ninja (people often see this as a bad thing but he just wants everyone to live no matter the cost)

ironically, can't handle spicy food and is ALWAYS made fun of it by the others

is reckless and takes stupid risks because he does not care for his body whatsoever (the others think he doesnt know whats at stake, he does, but doesnt care when it's just his own saftey he's risking)

lowkey a perfectionist, but has a different idea of perfect than others so they wouldnt know (aka he needs things/himself/stuff he makes to be perfect, but not perfect objectively, perfect to what he thinks is right)

loves his parents because they tried their best, but still resents them. he hates that he does, but he does

cried all of his tears out ONCE after Nyas "death" and didnt cry at all after that, instead taking so much on his plate that he didnt get a single chance to think about it again (it'd be too painul, this was easier) which lead to....->

his grief being put on hold; and only when Nya already was back did it come out and he had no idea why he was feeling this way so he didnt tell anyone (what would he have said, im in agony for no reason at all?) and it was HELL to do it alone

tied to the above; he couldn't ask for help if his life depended on it (literally)

loves too hard

hates too hard

BPD coded (i dont wanna diagnose him but,,, im justsayinnn *whistles while walking away suspiciously*)

trust issues, but lowk all the ninja have them because like,,, just look at what they have to deal w bro

commitment issues because freedom is the most important thing in the world (after Nya/Lloyd) so settling down or commiting to one thing too long feels like threatining his freedom

actually smart (both emotinally and intelligently) but doesnt use his brains capabilities that much

great memory but also shit memory (remembers a whole row of numbers for no reason but forgets he has to pick up lloyd from the arcade..)

hot. thats all i rest my case

loves himself but hates himself

everything and nothing at the same time, everything about him contradicts himself, but also doesnt, but also does

hes a really simple person, really. but also the most complex one youll ever meet.

hates labels, especially being labeled by others (for the reasons above)

likes men but hates labels so,, no labels (not even the label "unlabeled")

infact he has a deep hatred for the label 'unlabeled' because if something is unlabeled, then why are you LABELING IT

red. everything is red redredred RED he loves red

has sibling bracelets with nya and lloyd (kai has green & dark blue, lloyd red & dark blue, nya red and green)

everything has to be red except the things that are black and orange. i rest my case once again

drinks just a bit too much for it to be considered concerning (started at 14)

will yell and scream at anyone who tries to help him (why do they think he needs help? why are they babying him? why cant the see he is capable?)

wouldnt let nya touch a bottle until she was 18 (be thankful nya its for the best)

paints his nails black or red.

has a strand of hair dyed red all the time

perfect teeth even tho he often forgets to brush them (how? fuck do i know)

would be a hyena i he was an animal

hates smartphones so he has a.. push-button phone?? whatever they're called. and he also only has the nokia brand. wont change it for a thing

"hates technology" but couldnt live without video games

loves to try new things but will have a breakdown if he HAS to try new things

stubborn asf, wont ever do anything he doesnt want to, which...->

makes people think he's selfish, but actually he's quite the opposite

selfless in an unconventional way, i'll make a drawing explaining it

please understand what i mean with that chart because it explains it so well in my brain

thats it for now cfdsfdr

[mooifyourecows]

one of my hobbies is looking at house listings on zillow. its the first thing i do in the morning. i wake up, roll over, open all the notifications the app sent me while i was sleeping, and look at houses. when watching tv/movies, if theres a fancy house, my partner asks me how much i think it would cost because to him im the house pricing expert. (specifically beach houses because i was looking at nothing but beach houses for a while there)

anyway, i think zillow should allow public comments on their listings because sometimes i see the first pic of a house and i get so excited because its BEAUTIFUL on the outside but then the pics of the inside are so fucking dull and boring and i feel like i got ripped off and i want the current homeowners to know how much theyve disappointed me. really, 475k for THAT? you didnt even vacuum! why is everything white? who decided on those countertops? 475k and the backyard is a postage stamp with an old mildewy deck. fuck outta here with that bullshit, i dont care if it IS in Homer Glen IL, not even that bougie location can justify this travesty of a 4 bedroom 3 bath.

anyway again i was thinking the other day about how i do this and how my dad likes to sit on the couch scrolling through car listings on craigslist for hours or roam around google earth as a hobby and i think that if i did ever get diagnosed for autism or something else of this kind that is hereditary, he'd be the culprit as the parent from whom i caught said diagnosis

[cameronwolfe]

Slightly related to my last ask but rereading chapter 11 reignited my loris hatred r tenfold.

Bro sucks.

I want him to suffer. I have had dreams where he shows up at the bar to try and re recruit Vi and Cait just beats the shit out of him for being a dickhead.

In relation to the last chap, it's so sad to me that because of their refusal to simply sit and listen to their daughter will seemingly cost them the ability to see their daughter the happiest she's ever been because yelling your doubts about that (as much as they make some sense) never works and Caitlyn seems miserable everytime she's in Piltover. I'm glad she has a family who love her in Vander and Co, she deserves that so so much.

Her skirting around Vander is also hilarious. As much as I'd love to see what a sweet, heartfelt, and no doubt difficult conversation that is bound to be, I almost want to watch Caitlyn skirt around this forever. I dont think she should be scared tho, she's done so much for Vi, including helping give her the strength to get fully sober (as much as she seemingly wanted to for her family I don't think she would have gotten fully sober without Cait beleiving in her (and the medical care but that's not what I mean rn) and pushing her to believe that she can do that), and he's only going to thank her, and I think she needs to hear that thanks from someone else to stop shrugging it off so easily.

If we do see their talk, I hope he gives her a hug, and I kinda hope she cries because she's been doing that a lot, and whilst its sad to see her sad its good that she can find a release that way (Idk maybe im stuck on her saying she wishes she could cry about things to make her feel better in chapter 11) and Caitlyn deserves all the hugs and love and ability to cry safely!!

Her and Vi in this fic will always make me ache they're so sweet and cute even with their fights and all their individual traumas, with stillwater and kidnapping, there's always that underlying tenderness and there's never any doubt that they're so so so in love with eachother. It definitely makes me believe that, just like Caitlyn's done everything that she has the power and money to help Vi with, whilst there's no reason to now Vi would go to the end of the earth for her if anything happened. They are my babies, and I'm so happy they get to be happy and a family. Now all we need is the Kirammans to warm up and see the light to be one big stupid chaotic family as those family dinners would be hilarious, I would pay to see it (though it would be obligatory for one (or all) of Vi and Vander and Co to rip the Kirammans a new one for the way they interact with their daughter). And then they can all share the delight that is the Kiramman's pool, obviously. We love that pool, it should be shared with a big happy family!!!!

Mwah!!

I love how much you hate Loris because I also hate him lol. Friends don't let friends drink themselves to death and pitfight!!!

LOVE your thoughts on the Kirammans!! It's exactly that - they're going to miss so much and that's time that they can't get back with Caitlyn. They don't really know her at all as a person and with the way they're currently acting, that's not going to change

I think I'm going to have to add another chapter just to fit in the Caitlyn and Vander conversation in a way that does it justice!! and I don't think it's going to fit well into the chapter after next now... we will see. I love your thoughts on it!!

Hahahaha you aren't the only one who wants to see a combined family dinner!! I also think it would be hilarious. I think at this point that would probably have to be a follow-up to a follow-up because they've got a long way to go but I think I can make it happen

[sorri-kun]

I Fell For a Biker Boy

Chapter one Part One: After school

[IFFABB Synopsis]

[Chapter 1 Part 2: The Biker]

. . .

"You're rendered useless! You can't even get a job with a face like that!" Hyunjin laughed as he pushed the smaller boy against the wall. It was late after school and Hyunjin had asked Song, the boy he'd pushed against the wall, to collect the money the students had brought for the fundraiser. But Song had been an idiot and forgot. Hyunjin and his friends had cornered the boy after school and beat him up for it.

"I.. I'm sorry H.. Sir.. I was tutoring..." Song attempted an excuse but Hyunjin didn't let it slide. “Stop making excuses you ugly freak” Hyunjin snarled and punched Song square in the face, breaking his glasses. One of Hyunjins friends pulled him back and whispered something in his ear. He sighed and motioned to Song. “Take care of him for me, I’ve got more.. important matters.”

“Hyung! You’re here!” A boy about 2 feet shorter than Hyunjin ran up to him, waving an envelope that was in his hand. With a smirk on his face, Hyunjin ripped the Envelope out of the shorters hand. Opening it, his smirk faded as he read.

“What does it say?”One of Hyunjin’s closest friends peeked over his shoulder. Turning, Hyunjin showed the letter to him.

“Changbin, didn’t you say you knew a guy?” he asked. The other male sighed and rubbed his eyes. “I’ll try and contact him, but for now we might have to sneak in. Did you show Chan yet?”

Hyunjin shook his head, “No, I just got here. Let’s just go, He’ll only yell and tell us no, and I really want to see this.” He sighed and crumpled up the paper, throwing it into the trash.

…6 hours later…

It was about 10 PM and Hyunjin had met up with Changbin and a few other friends. “Woah… this place looks.. Cool! I like it.” Hyunjin grinned and then ushered his friends to follow him. They all snuck past the ticket booth where there was a man checking the guest list and scanning tickets. Once they were safe in the crowd, they made their way to the track. Checking out the Bikes, Hyunjin whistled when he got to a red one.

The bike was almost the same colour of his hair, and he loved it. “How much do you think that shit cost me?” A man yelled. Hyunjin and his friends looked over to where a man was yelling on the phone. “Almost a MILLION!! And you want me to sell it? ABSOLUTELY NOT.”

Changbin pointed out the man's watch, and Hyunjin couldn't help but laugh. The man was wearing a beat up FastTrack watch. It looked like it had cost him about 15 dollars.

After a few minutes, the race started. The red Bike was racing a black Mustang. Two laps into the race, Hyunjin got bored. He told Changbin he was going to go see what food they had, and then wandered off. But of course, he ran into trouble…

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Original work by sorri-kun, please dont translate without permission! Reblog and likes are greatly appreciated :3

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[royallygray]

Psst Royal

Do you wanna rant about anymore soul horizon lore? I would like to hear about soul horizon lore if you wanna ramble :D

Also would you like to read the essay I wrote about llkau Pearl's psychological truama and manipulation from her mother?

yes I am always down to rant about soul horizon lore. also YES I WANT PEARLS PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA HEHEHEHEHEHEH

Anyways hello. I am normal sized again wow.

Okay so personally--FUCK I HAVE A MEGA STUPID ASSIGNMENT IM GONNA NEED TO DEAL WITH THAT IN SOME AMOUNT OF TIME--i have recently been obsessed with soul horizon divorcée quartet.

THEYRE. SO FUCKING SPECIAL TO ME. BECAUSE THEYRE LOSERS

OMG OMG I NEED TO EXPLAIN THE EEP

WE DONT CARE ABOUT THE EEP WE CARE ABOUT SCOTT AND CLEO AND PEARL AND MARTYN

Scott and Cleo are canonically married. why did I do this, you may ask? tax benefits. and they were living with each other anyways. and also idk how marriage licenses work but it makes the pay a whole lot like even-er because Scott's a doctor and Cleo's a teacher

Well they're a college professor. idk how much more college professors get paid and I am too lazy to google it

hold on actually

ok so according to the first results: 96k to 300k per year which makes the second result so fucking sad like. the second result is 30k-97k a year. like. rip

compared to high school teachers: 45k-100k per year. Jesus Christ. and then the second result is 38k-46k.

rip teachers honestly

AYY SCOTT IS LOADED. I THINK. I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH SHIT COSTS I HAVE NO LIFE EXPERIENCE I AM A BLOB FLOATING IN THE WIND DESPERATELY CLINGING TO LIFE

330k-630k. Yahoo. scott has it good. he's a surgeon because... I said so. he's like a surgeon but also a doctor. I think. mostly a surgeon tho but I am going to call him a doctor for the rest of this because in my mind he wears the coats. like a lab person. with cyan hair

SO. WHERE DO WE ACTUALLY BEGIN WITH THE LORE.

Well. It starts in elementary school. I... don't actually have lore for Cleo and Scott for this part but I do for Pearl and Martyn! So Pearl and Martyn are the same age, and they went to Evolution Elementary and Middle. They're in the same building. People just call it Evo

Also Jimmy barely made it through that school bc the year after he graduated it got shut down bc it was hosting cult activities. hmmm. weird

All the Evo gang went to Evo Elementary. shocker. And Lizzie.

And then they graduated, and they went to Hermit High Academy. Which I love. All the Hermits are there, except for Joel and Skizz (THEY WEREN'T HERMITS WHEN THIS STARTED AND ID ALREADY DONE THIS BACKSTORY), Cleo (she was at EEP), Gem, and Scar.

Also EEP stands for Empires Education Program. I love the EEP. All Empires people went there.

The two significant years-

hold on hold on hold on. okay. so.

Year order. we need this

also my sibling once told me that I text like someone with ADHD and I cannot help but feel like that's relevant here.

hello it is now a completely different day and place (I'm at the kitchen table and it is midnight)

(It has been thirty minutes I'm in my bed again and I am going to fall asleep. I need to take my meds. I have now taken my meds. now if I wanted to I could just fall asleep. I'm gonna keep talking here.)

In the Empires Education Program (which is referred to by people who want to mock it and also the attendees of it as the eep. Others say Empires or E E P (separated letters)) there are two years of people attending that we care about.

Everyone that was in Empires or SOS, minus False, Pearl, Jimmy, and Gem is part of the EEP.

The secondary year we care about (the grade below) has Oli, Owen, Mog, Eloise, and a few others unnamed (prolly from Witchcraft) because I refuse to make this class smaller than Magic School Bus's.

Everyone (minus Pearl, Jimmy, and Gem) in Empires S1 is in the first year of EEP. The second year has everyone else (minus False) that was in Empires S2 and SOS.

The primary year we care about (the most plot relevant people are here) has Scott, Cleo, Lizzie, Joel, Shelby, Katherine, fWhip, Pix, Sausage, and Joey. You might notice that Cleo is in here, and they are not part of this group. Cleo is in here because I said so. Also I needed a place for her to be besties with Scott. And Cleo would be a great addition to this crew, just saying.

... genuinely it is a completely different day and I am in a separate building and I have no idea what my ultimatum here was

Anyways. Martyn is a vigilante, Pearl's a villain, Scott's a doctor, and Cleo's a professor.

The funny thing that I'm absolutely in love with is how they semi get along. but mostly don't.

see. Scott and Pearl had that whole scene where Pearl literally ran out of magic and started ripping it out of Scott's soul. Magic is part of your soul, so it comes from a similar place as your soulbond.

And so Scott and Pearl have a well justified rivalry. And also after they broke the soulbond -- OH I JUST REMEMBERED THE REALLY FUNNY SHIT -- they both became Worthy, Scott significantly earlier than Pearl.

I still gotta explain the Worthy thing dammit

Anyways the really funny shit is that normally, when you reject your soulbond, you essentially function exactly the same as a person without a soulbond except you've got a weird tattoo, and you will die at the same moment that they do.

EXCEPT the divorce quartet are part of the Eighteen (which irl are just the life series members), and this means that the rejection doesn't work. It works at first, and Pearl and Scott have silent minds for the first time ever, and then they hear the slight whisper of the other one's voice and just. they're suffering.

It's funny as fuck, imo, because I'm the sadist author that makes the characters suffer. hehe

essentially, the telepathy hurts more after they rejected it than before. And also they also have the normal consequence of "if the one dies, then the other one dies too" which normal soulmates don't have.

But because of the rejection not working, the four of them realized that they're Winners. And they all figure out that they're Winners because Pearl believes that Mortality mythology (aka life series canon events) is real.

And Martyn was like "hah Pearl you're crazy"

and Pearl straight up goes "Jimmy's the Canary"

and the three of them stare at Pearl

because EVERYONE has heard the legend of the canary. It doesn't fucking matter who you are.

And Cleo's straight up like "holy shit"

And Scott knew the entire time bc he shares a brain with Pearl except he semi didn't believe it but he knew that Pearl believed it

But now they figure out that Scott is the Stars (2nd winner), Pearl is the Moon (3rd winner), Martyn is Mars/water/The Tower (4th winner), and Cleo is Pluto/fire/Death (6th winner).

And then perhaps Grian just walks out of the house and is like what're y'all talking about.

And then Pearl just stares at him. because she remembers what his soulmark is.

It's the sun and the earth. which is the missing duo of winners.

and Pearl is like. Grian. You're a winner.

and Grian's like "wtf are you on"

"like of mortality mythology"

"wat"

Scott: so is he the sun or the earth

Pearl: probably the sun. have you seen that face

Grian: wtf

Martyn: welcome to divorce club, Grian

Pearl: Martyn stfu

Martyn: yeah I'm scared of you so I will actually do that

Also Martyn and Pearl are besties

also I gotta write the scene where they divorce bc it's actually rly cute. not like Scott&Pearl and Martyn&Cleo but like. Scott and Martyn are cute. And Pearl and Cleo are cute. And Cleo and Scott<3 and Martyn and Pearl are like besties. so.

yeah

they. them. they're the perfect combination of like. a lot of shit. because all of them are morally gray.

hey that's almost my name

My name is actually a play on the phrase "morally gray", fun fact

Since Pearl is literally a villain. Martyn is a more hero aligned vigilante. Scott and Cleo, while being civilians, do actively help Pearl by giving her potions and shit since she and Martyn can go to the Nether to get the ingredients, and Scott and Cleo have a permit to brew potions.

Like. Scott and Cleo are like passive and will not get outed in the grand scheme, but technically they break the law daily. And I love them so much for that. Like. They know WAYYY too much to be civilians. Not even JOEL knows as much, and he's the motherfucking husband of Riptide, who is the sister of Scarlet AND Sparrow. AND the Canary.

Anyways. Um. If you want to ask any clarifying questions, I would be more than happy to answer those.

This was rly incoherent and I'm sorry abt that but y'know :D

THANK YOU PERI @periwinklepaint FOR THE ASK :D :D

[just-some-random-blogger]

You’re like one of my favorite HOTD blogger so I want to ask your opinion not a request but let’s say the reader was preggy and like with Aemma the husband and to chose wether to save the baby or his or you out of these the HOTD royals: Aemond, Aegon, Daemon and Jace who would chose the baby and who would chose their wife 🫣

aw im honored to be one of your favs beloved 🫶 gimme kith

the truth is, the inner feminist in me is projecting with this answer. its so fucking horrible to have to chose mother or child and i wouldnt wish that on my worst enemy, but i personally would be on the mother's side; women are in constant peril as it is, and raising a child motherless would be horrible. anyway, here are my opinions

Aemond is the second born, so i don't think he's pressed for an heir, unless he's pushed into a situation that demands it.

he's a mama's boy, so i think he would consult alicent if it ever comes to it

tbfh i feel like alicent would be either be biased to the babe because she does have that 'women's suffering is women's duty' thing going on 😔 or, more likely, i think she'd all 'let the gods decide'

in latter case aemond, not liking indecisiveness, would be more pressured to chose himself.

aemond's relationship with helaena will also subconsciously weigh in on his decision. he loves her dearly and would have seen how childbearing affected her, so he may be partial towards his baby mama.

i think it all boils down to how aemond feels for baby mama, but methinks he's more likely to chose her over the babe in most circumstances. after all you can just make babies again.

Aegon i dont think particularly gives a fuck in a way that counts.

like i think he'd be more concerned about how the whole situation makes himself feel, and how stressful it is for him to be in that circumstance; he doesn't like that he's basically killing one for the other.

i think he'd wash his hands of it and tell the maesters to do what they think is best, and we all know maesters think women are placeholders 😔 rip queen

but i also think part of him that is hurt by his father doesn't want to be like him. like viserys couldn't save aemma, so perhaps out of spite/'im not like you' he'd chose baby mama.

i think being a father feels too much like duty to him, and we know how he feels about duty. i feel like he is self-aware of his inability to be a good dad and he wasn't particularly excited to have kids with helaena.

that being said, he didn't really chose helaena, so perhaps if he chose his wife, he'd be more excited to be a dad.

ergo, i highly doubt he'd chose his unborn child over his wife though, even if the maesters pressure him to chose his heir, because he knows 100% that he couldn't handle raising a child on his own.

Daemon, in a way, is similar to aegon, wherein he wouldnt really want to chose.

he mourned for aemma and he didn't chose for laena when the maesters asked him (he would have mourned for laena had the show kept those scenes of matt in)

and im not tryna say daemons a feminist, 1000% not, but i think he understands that women's war is childbirth, like what aemma said to rhaenyra.

i think he believes that this is like the function of woman/the curse of their sex and so he wouldn't want to be the one to choose, it would have to be the woman; it's kind of on par with the way he believes targaryens are above men. it's just a fact.

i think he'd want to save his kid 100% but, if push comes to shove, like aemond, he knows you can always make another baby.

if the maesters pressure him, he'll get really volatile because he'd distinctly want baby mama to chose.

Jacaerys, out of all of them, i think would decisively chose his wife.

he knows to a degree what his mom went through with her last pregnancy, and if he's ever put face to face with that situation, he'd go bleeding heart and want to save his wife at all cost.

i think the Strong in him dilutes the Targaryen need for offspring; he's loyal to the death and would not want to wish death upon his baby mama

again, this isn't like him being a feminist, this is him being pragmatic. this is him seeing the hurt of his mother and not wanting the same for his baby mama

fair enough, i think he would be pressed for an heir, considering everything going on with the successions and whatnot. but i don't think he'd be one to risk the life of his queen.

[threehundredhats]

OoooooOOO scary(itsnotthatscarystill) story part 2 OOOOO

You can't exactly scan anymore items when the machine is asking for a service plan so I let my own eyes wander, and I see what was waiting behind the grinder: The deli meat I had seen earlier. Except it wasn't just deli meat, it was whole steaks and sausages and slabs of pork. And beyond all those piles of meat, was a single brown paper bag, the bottom dark with some liquid that was slowly leaking onto the conveyor belt. I don't know why but I felt, weird about it. I linked it to the idea that the liquid was going to make the bag tear easily, but that still didn't feel like that was it. The man finally decided on getting the service plan, which cost a ridiculous amount for a hand crank grinder, and I began to scan the meat. Most of it was soggy by now, I don't think I took that long getting to it? Maybe the old man just wandered around with it in his cart forever. I glanced back at him and nearly jumped, his head practically leaning over the register as he stared at the meat. He must have taken notice because he stepped back, though didn't stop looking at his soggy purchases. I made some conversation to cut the tension, trying to start with a “So, have a lot of mouths to feed, eh?” only to be met with “Oh I just like to save it up.”. I wanted to continue but the only words I could think of were ‘You eat all this!?’, so I dropped the chatter. Can I tell you how annoying it is to scan meat products? They are always in some small bag you have to open, or the barcode is wet and wont read, or sometimes it's none of those and the machine just doesn't accept the item despite nothing being wrong. This grievance came to my mind when the paper bag finally reached me. I picked up the scanner and with an annoyed glare at the bag went to open it. I had barely any time to notice the man was over the register again. I did notice, though, his slimy hand firmly grab mine as I opened the package. I could feel his bone through his thin skin and, and his skin.. It was like leather left in the rain. His gray eyes looked through me the same way as when he looked at his deli. It pains me to admit I, indeed, did yelp a little at this otherwise out-of-line customer behavior. Not wanting to be gripped anymore I did the first thing to pop in my head and let go of the red stained bag, and thankfully he unclenched his hand from mine upon doing so. He smiled, and in the same charming old voice he spoke with earlier said “My apologies, I did not want the bag to rip. I hope I was not inconveniencing you.” I smiled, wiping my arm on my uniform behind my back “Of course sir.” I say. He turns the bag around and plastered to the back of it is a barcode sticker. I examined it for a moment, the bottom of it was wet with the red that was now making a whole puddle on the conveyor which I simply knew I was going to have to clean again. It looked like a real enough barcode, though I'd never seen the deli use a brown bag for any of the meat, not that I really cared if this guy was trying to sneak some expensive meat out with a lower price, I only cared that he wasn't going to be staring at me any longer. To my surprise the barcode worked, and it wasn't listed as cheap either. Three hundred and something dollars for something that seemed the size of a burger patty, not that I had the chance to see it but it had that weighty-feel when I had moved the bag. Actually in all the man had spent well over seven hundred dollars on everything, still not the biggest sale I had though, you would not believe how much some people buy by themselves.

(Hey Hat again did you know I still dont know how to get around the big old word limit anyways hope your nights going well look for the third part somewhere)

[voidfallsinagainoops]

A Homestuck Fan Re-Reads Homestuck (Notes and gaffs)

Pages 140-204, this is late and also spurred by remembering Homestuck 2 exists

Rose is getting a feel for the controls, while messing with John's real life stuff.

Bestie I know you think this is a game- but why are you dragging something onto the roof.

Queue modus introduced

Dad leaves just in time for "TT" aka Rose to play with his house like the sims.

John asks Rose to grab his stuff- he is too far for her to get it from the yard.

Rose is playing Sims with John's shit.

Dad has John's server copy

Sylladex update: Rose uses the Tree Sylladex that I don't really get yet?

Game offers not tutorial by the way- just big ass machines and 'punch card alchemy.' I believe Rose is making her own while looking through what little walk throughs exist.

Dad's handle is pipefan413... his sons birthday which is really cute.

Rose's "and how did that make you feel" vibes are showing.

TT: Whoops.

"You think it's cool that things don't always have to be a federal fucking issue." What a line.

Jade's gift won't be opened until John can get it from the car :(.

Jade has an EXPLOSION on her end, good bye friend.

Bathroom is once again destroyed and is actively costing them building grist.

Rose has a very spotty internet connection and now this tub is stuck in the hallway? Will this ever be moved.

John my new son, the glass in your inventory scares me.

The sprite is so much, wonder if it ever gave anyone seizures due to all the flashing.

John massacres some poor birthday gift, Harlequin doll rest in rip. His dad gave him that :(.

EB: also, fix my bathroom

Welcome into the world sweet baby child, harlequin sprite.

John fucking yeets his dad PDA 'cause he needed that telescope.

John is connecting the dots, he's learning! He's making stuff! (I still dont know what he's gonna do with three generic boxes.)

John/Rose makes 3 boxes and something in the sky gets John's attention.

The timer now has some context, there is a fucking meteor heading right for John supposedly landing as soon as this timer is over.

No shit, bud.

Forbidden fruit snack/gusher (Build Grist)

Rose is trying to fix the bathroom, and John's dad is pulling into the house.

Dad can't get in :(

I really wish we saw more of him.

Meteor is now common knowledge among these bozos, Rose's internet cuts, and I have to include Dave's very good meteor bit.

[calicotisane]

Ive posted too much today and im clearly in a mood for talking soooorrryyy i have now talked out loud to myself about my struggles with THE COMIC below because it way way to long (meanders a lot, not that interesting, public diary entry) (SEVEN LARGE PARAGRAPHS FINAL WARNING)

I am tired and squeezed and stretched... I dont know if burned out is the right word for whatever i'm feeling because i know that when i am actually burned out, i have absolutely no will to do whatever it is i'm trying to do and it requires mentally forcing it. trying to make art i don't want to make in this state has this incredibly painful effect that just agitates me further and i avoid getting into this situation at all costs. With the comic i don't feel like i have to force myself to work on it and i really really would like to have even more free time to focus on that right now. it still feels enjoyable and i always have the will to keep moving forward, especially now, because I am about 10 pages away from the end of the chapter.

But i've slowed down a lot and have had a really hard time achieving "efficiency" again. Consistently i have now noticed that my level of motivation barely affects my speed or ability to stick to a schedule. it's always the few other things in my life, and my inability to manage them, that disrupts my process. I have felt perpetually stretched too thin for the past several months mostly due to school. and my time management remains terrible.

Even ignoring those outside factors, I have yet to completely lock down that process. and I'm closer than i was before but i still have to do a lot of trial and error. My new experiments with this chapter were the twice-a-week upload schedule, a little bit of buffer, and actually trying to fully script the entire chapter before beginning to draw it. I was once again too impatient and did not fully script before starting, i defaulted to outlines that i'd fill in later, and there were once again multiple times where i was slowed down because i had to rip out entire sections and rewrite them and consolidate etc. I hope i have learned for the last fucking time that i cant do this anymore, because my brain has only gotten more scattered and starved with age and this is the longest and most complicated project i have ever tried to do. I dont want to work off first drafts anymore EVER!!!!!!!!! I like to imagine i'm good at working with whatever i've thrown at the wall and that Visionary has excuses built in for every major weakness I fixate on but it stresses me out so bad, why would i ever be able to totally wing this and why would i want to.

Uh anyways the schedule got ultra fucked due to both poor time management and this issue of needing to sit down and fix stuff mid-chapter. I think i'm continuing to get better at accepting all this stuff takes time and I want to take an extra long break so i can chill out and write the next chapter all the way (MULTIPLE drafts) and document all the other things i cannot keep straight in my head. Uuuum i feel like. yeah it feels not quite right to say i'm burned out, but at the same time, i really need the break. I wanted to start gathering notes for the next chapter and i dont have the mental space for it at all, i can barely do anything but this and it does feel kinda difficult and embarrassing sometimes. I imagine it as myself too often, it's long-winded and confusing and too much and neurotically building in on itself, can't see past itself, asking a lot, too much.

Because i am so flattened and isolated and stuck inside myself i cannot even conceptualize how other people see the comic, and there is a strong likelihood that this sounds like total nonsense and i know i am more hyper aware of my own insecurities than anyone else. My creative efforts are just repeatedly stopped and diluted by nervousness about how other people are going to see it and i want to continue to hold this irrational obsession over my head, knowing people are going to see all this, and get crazier... if the desperation is not clear how can i go against reason and make it clear? is that interesting? Comic turns to you and yells IS THAT INTERESTING. ok i feel better now since starting writing because i have removed some of these words from my head. I wasnt in much of a miserable complaining mood at all this time Thankfully it was just a strong high energy weirdness. I have finished my major thoughts for now. Thank you. oh and i like it when people comment on pages on comicfury because that happens like once a month or less on average

Its an ugh feeling to mostly just post comic pages and not very much standalone art (which i still want to do but seemingly have no mental bandwidth for). Its definitely in part due to social media brain, which makes me feel dumb. I logically understand that a single fragment of a story is harder to really care about or pay much attention to compared to a single drawing. I have to write down my crazy EMBARRASSING secret that NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT which is I want attention and i want people to like it. Possibly since birth i have fantasized singularly about crazy things like people wanting to be around me and thinking of me - my art - as 'important.'

there are qualities like... i dont know, the desperation i feel bleeds through whatever i'm doing, these humiliating kinds of things, that cause me intense embarrassment. but i feel like it's worse when i kind of withdraw and keep hesitating and expressing less intensely than i could. sometimes i want to force as much embarrassment as i possibly can and to have my art flail and beg and act out. the shying away pains me, it's just like my life. don't want to double down because of the shame but i do want to actually i want to stop pausing halfway through the humiliation and commit absolutely utterly completely to being LIKE THIS and begging to be seen and paid attention to LIKE THIS. Someone has to see this and think "this is what i want. i am also this." Comic is house DUH comic is autistic. I posted already i am ruled by shame it's like my star sign it impacts how i exist in the world so much. there is no way to avoid it i have to try to wield it and fail and get embarrassed more and repeat.

[conquestable]

3x1 - YOU'RE NOT LAUGHING NOW

(spoilers for all three complete seasons will come up at various times as i point out foreshadowing)

about 4.3k words below the cut

this recap goes hard but also, allen <3

oh i cant wait to see more nolan and allen ohhh i cant wait

mark fighting this big orange dude is the only part of this training montage thats acceptable hahahaha cecil is a weird freak that keeps mark running around in a hamster wheel, training with all his big expensive equipment instead of letting him get real field experience, but even THIS is just mark knocking around an easy target and isnt really worth much

IS THIS THE ONLY SHOT OF MARK WE EVER GET IN A RIPPED SUIT?????

what the fuck is a super hero good for if we never get to see his suit get ripped off of him 10/10

mark slam dunking himself onto the moon and kicking off like that probably aint good for the ocean tides, or anything else. im sure that was cecils stupid idea

alright cecil, me too… i also like to see mark worn down and panting

look at his face when hes being praised, he got a praise kink like his daddy

cecil ACTIVELY telling mark to hold up that iceberg, and telling him hes a good boy when he holds it for long enough, MARK WHY ARE YOU LETTING CECIL WALK YOU??? you can run (and fly) why are you letting him walk you T-T

donny is so cute in his little hat tho

cecil: "when we are through with him, he will finally live up to the name…" EXCEPT YOU ACTUALLY CANT TAKE ANY FUCKING CREDIT FOR THAT CECIL. 0% of the credit belongs to you

man and the way rex walks in and goes "wow, way to make a guy feel inadequate. glad its not leg day…" rex are u oggling marks thighs?

rex: "so how much did all this cost cecil? is this why the coffee makers still broken?" GET HIM REX HAHAHAHAHA man you cant trust rex with a girls heart, but you can trust him to sass the fuck out of anyone who fucks up in front of him

mark and rex sassing cecil together is one of my fave mark moments from the first time i watched, its like mark suddenly grew a sense of humor hahahaha

theyre soooo cute tag teaming that old pervert

cecil: "mark, you feel like trying out those new muscles of yours?" rex: "wow. im standing RIGHT here." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

and mark dogs on rex just a little like "yeah maybe theres some stuff that might need exploded, lets go buddy" hahahahahahahahahahaha

omg is there a spy? i dont think i noticed that on first watch

omg those two beautiful dudes who come to pick mark up remind me of mables fantasy guys from gravity falls

rex trying to ask mark why hes been avoiding eve while they box a little with these two regular ass dudes is kinda cute, and mark has no excuse other than "well, master cecil keeps me pretty busy…"

mark being impressed by that regular ass dudes speed is cute T-T hes like "look at the little human go haha"

rex: "youre single… shes single…" STOP PUSHING HIM TO DATE EVE UGGHHH eve needs her own personality

rex: "stop being a pussy and ask her out, you both obviously like each other." mark: "its more complicated than that." rex: "its not." GET HIM REX. i mean i dont think he needs a girlfriend atp in his life but he still pussyfoots around the easy shit and it fucks him up when it comes to the hard shit, so like… get him rex.

mark: "why do you care?" rex: "well i love you both and want you to be happy." REXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

AND HERE COMES MULTIPAUL OUT OF LEFT FIELD (lets go, marks gonna murder you a whole bunch of times, get ready my guy)

its so funny that multipaul comes after rex for kates death but the immortal doesnt hahahaha the immortal SHOULD HAVE but hes sooooo mature and knows it wasnt REALLY rexs fault (swooooooon)

man and multipauls got some HARDCORE shit going on, the way he smushes himself to death to get out of prison? iconic. but rn hes screaming "ILL KILL YOU" at rex and just kicking him in the ribs a little hahahahahaha. like multipaul is a notorious assassin and this is the best hes got? hahahahahaha

and the regular ass beautiful dude limping away like "that guys really strong" HAHA dude didnt you come here just for mark? didnt you know how strong he was before you showed up? isnt that the whole point?

omg mark doesnt even HESITATE to start murdering that fucing guy JESUS he rips a guys head straight off and takes his spinal chord with it IM ALIVE

fuck dude, GO OFF MARK!!!!!!!!

rex: "you let me and rae think you were dead, what the hell man?" and the immortal stepping up to support his girl even when shes wrong: "it was her decision." get it the immortal

man that place is LITTERED with bodies, mark isnt fucking around anymore (but he is, he fucks around so much he gets eve killed)

HES HERE!!!!

i love this kid so fucking much im so happy its season three

april is really good to him, im glad shes not trying to control him or anything (and shes the ONLY one whos not, jeez)

"now can i go play? cuz that was the deal if i got them all right." oh oliver has ALWAYS been a manipulator huh? i only noticed on first watch when he manipulates mark into taking him out later on

april, yet again: "his growth and development are off the charts." listen to her debbie, dont start oppressing him, please please dont start oppressing him, let him grow!!!!!!!!!

omfg and mark trying to ask april how important the declaration of independence is and she just goes "ask your brother." SHES ON SOME KING SHIT TOO. shes the only one who knows how smart oliver is. listen to her mark!!! start taking olivers advice!!!!!!

debbie busting marks balls for dropping out of college, hahahahahaha

omg and mark deciding to play catch with oliver, just like how his daddy did with him T-T

oliver: "i made drawings of my costume! and im practicing my moves! we will be a team right!?" OH OLIVER I LOVE YOU SO DEARLY, PROTECT HIM AT ALL COSTS MARK

mark: "sure. once you get your powers." oliver: "promise?" mark: "i promise." BOOOYYYYY THE WAY OLIVER PLAYS WITH THESE ADULTS

oliver: "its too late! you promised!" GET HIS ASS OLIVER

hahahahahahahahahaha he played you like a fiddle mark

oh what fresh delights do the guardians have for me today

omg and the way amanda rushes up to hug kate, AMANDA IS THE BEST TTT-TTT

SHES SOOOOOO CUCCUUUTTTEEEEEEE AMANDAAAAAAAAAAA

the immortal: "i forged the ring myself, using metals i mined-" amanda: "yeah yeah who cares" HAHAHAHAHAHA

the way black samson invites rae back in by telling rex specifically so rex can be the first one to embrace her, jeeeez. yk i was really scared for rae on my first watch bc rex really dont know how to treat women. he plays like hes really into her, but its so hard to trust his sincerity. because its like… eve fell for him for a reason, right? and hes proven he knows how to be a decent guy. its just that hes playing pretend all the time. being a good dude is just a means to an end for him getting laid, and then he stops putting in any effort. and we get to see him putting some effort into rae, and then… well.

black samson is soooo proud of his family, what a cute guy

donald: "the water is basically poison here." cecil: "who cares." donald: "right. well theres earthquakes over here." cecil: "who cares." donald: "okay. well. theres probably some kind of monster in these caves." cecil: "who cares." donald:

cecils a lot like who nolan was pretending to be, or at least the ideals nolan had regarding "im here to stop alien invasions, not feed the hungry." if theres not an arc where everyone collectively kicks cecils ass idk what im gonna do

donald: "we have categorized at least 300 unusual geological events sir" gee do you think it had anything to do with mark knocking the moon out of orbit?

cecil: "well when its more than a giant coincidence, call me" youre so fucking useless im gonna grind your dick into dust

donald: "well actually theres one more thing. oliver got his powers." cecil, with the boner of the century: "oh donald, you should have led with this." CECIL LEAVE THAT LITTLE BOY ALONE OR ILL KIDNAP YOUR DOG

debbie: "and the fact that oliver kept his powers a secret worries me." well maybe he cant trust you debbie, youre on some weird shit

mark: "he just wanted to surprise me" hahahaha no he was biding his time until you promised to take him out, and he got what he wanted guz hes a GENIUS

mark: "i made him promise not to use his powers" oof. ouch. woof. yikes. booooo. boo mark boooooooooo. the way debbie and mark treat oliver is like that episode of winnie the pooh where rabbit adopts that baby bird and refuses to let her fly cuz hes scared she will leave him (the new adventure of winnie the pooh (1988) s1e4)

i mean what kind of cartoons are you letting the kid watch debbie? are you watching them with him?

im gonna fucking scream hahahahaha

debbie and mark coparenting oliver is CRAZY why would they do this to me

will gloating that he can beat his super powered bff and his cyborg bf at bowling is so cute of him, use your human level powers babe GET THEIR ASSES

rick: "maybe bowling is HIS super power." HAHA I JUST SAID THAT

will knows mark soooooooo well omg hes such a good bff

and him and rick are super cute together, they deserve each other, im so happy for them

will: "so she told you to ball up and stop ruining her life?" mark: "yeah." HAHAHAHA

mark: "should i tell her about future her?" will: "fuck no thats super weird dude." mark: "i think im gonna do it anyway."

will: "theres a big difference between being honest and being TOO honest." LISTEN TO HIM MARK, HES ALWAYS RIGHT.

rick: "if theres one thing ive learned, its that life can change in an instant… so dont wait." man mark gets SO MUCH GOOD ADVICE from so many different people. thats the shit life is made of, you cant just idolize one person (the way he idolized his daddy) you gotta respect everyone around you and take their life experience as a guiding light to have your own experiences

will tells mark like six times not to tell eve about future eve and the dumbass does it anyway

hahaha will loves making mark fly him around. its the least mark could do for will being such an incredible friend

DEBBIE GET THAT FUCKING MAKEUP OFF THAT BOYS SKIN IM GONNA

LEAVE HIM ALONE I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD, WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE THIS DEBBIE

oliver: "but you always say i should be myself!" debbie: "yeah. but many super heroes have secret identities." debbie his skin is purple, hes not one of those heroes. let him live!!!!! you expect him to wear full body paint every time he leaves the house? what kind of fucking crack are you smoking?

debbie: "even your brother has a secret identity." oliver: "yeah…" FINISH THE SENTENCE OLIVER. YOURE NOT MARK AND YOU NEVER WILL BE. nolan never wore a mask!!!!!!!

god theres so much fucking… idk what kind of complex, a shadow complex??? of the grayson boys being too much alike and also too different at the same time. mark grew up in nolans shadow, and theyre trying to force oliver to grow up in marks shadow, but he doesnt want to!!! hes his own boy and can make his own intelligent decisions!!!!! and mark is so worried about repeating his dads mistakes, hes blind to the fact that he IS repeating them, but that hes ALSO repeating the good things nolan did AND doing his own mistakes/successes at the same time!!! and oliver should be given the same freedoms instead of constantly being compared to mark

ohhhhh and he apologizes for lying about his powers, hes such a good boooyyyyyyyyy

and when cecil sees olivers half painted face he just smirks and says "i think you missed a spot" SHUT THE FUCK UP CECIL UGGGHHHHH. he WOULD encourage that bullshit

HAHAHAHAHAHA GET HIS ASS OLIVER!!!!!!!!!!!!! man i kin oliver so hard, tell him hes useless and pathetic again, grind your heel in while you do it

eve making coffee out of thin air inside her french press is so funny lmfaoooooo she could just make it in the mug but she likes to play pretend ig

oh eve has a cute outfit on

eve getting into architecture is sooooo good for her, thats right baby girl, grow that brain of yours and learn to use your powers even better

HAHAHAHA OLIVER MEAN MUGGING CECIL IS SO REAL

jesus hes perfect, i love him so much

cecil: "mark and oliver are players in an intergalactic game." yeah cecil and youre NOT. youre a sad pathetic little government earth man with no interstellar skills or knowledge and you need to step back

debbie: "my priority is my family and that will never change." THEN TREAT OLIVER WITH SOME FUCKING RESPECT, DEBBIE.

man every time rex is on screen im having a good time hahahahaha, hes just minding his own business trying to take a shower when it goops all over him, he starts ripping cecil a new asshole and walks back out to the main room to find a giant hole in the ground and he just goes "what the fuck is this?" i love you baby, sometimes

OH NO SOME BUGS ATE HIM

the guardians hq falling apart is actually nuts though, rex is totally valid for blaming cecil for not keeping it together. if cecil cant even maintain the facility, then what good is he? what is he useful for? if hes not even using the only thing he has (money) then what the fuck is he doing?

donald stuttering as he realizes the earthquakes are a real threat and cecil is nowhere to be found, ohhhh honey baby boy, you can do it without cecils help!!! fuck that guy!!!! cecil is too busy trying to prey on a little boy to help out rn

is seismic really the one causing it? damn he levelled up i guess

debbie: "the only reason i let april in here is because i trust her." cecil: "ouch." HAHA IS THAT THE ONE THAT HURT YOUR FEELINGS CECIL? IT WASNT WHEN SHE ACCUSED YOU OF PISSING ALL OVER HER HOUSE?

"other people have kids too. kids who arent as lucky as yours." oh cecil please just shut the fuck up, stop using your empty-ass patriotic talking points to try to freedom your way into owning a little boy. LEAVE THEM ALONEEEEEE

why is mark surprised when eve agrees to go out with him, boy that was the smallest risk you EVER took, you already knew she was obsessed with you, she told you herself

mark: "i just didnt want to leave you hanging." eve: "haha… what?" omfg mark your foot is so far down your throat rn

i cant believe she still goes out with him after this (yes i can, shes obsessed with him and doesnt know how to live her life without centering a man)

mark: "cecil, PLEASE not now." tell him off mark

eve: "this better be fucking cataclysmic." yeah hahahaha

NOOOOOOO HES WEARING KNEE PADS?

STOP HES SO CUTE IM GONNA RIP MY HAIR OUT

DOES HE THINK HES GONNA SCRAPE HIS KNEES TRYING TO FLY? DGSHSRDTFKNAERG

and his outfit looks just like the one mark wore before he had a costume, ohhhhh

the cutest the cutest the cutest the cutest

man re: the earth is doc seismics girlfriend, he really got to know her intimately and levelled up his shit

hahahaha why is monster girl hulked out and squishing rudy inside that egg, girl power down and give him some room to breathe

i hope seismic has an arc where he becomes a good guy and helps stop the viltrumites <3 his heart is SO in the right place, evil for good reasons. the real reason cecil could never recruit him and left him to rot in prison is bc he would NEVER bow to cecil, not in a thousand million years, hed rather go down with a fight

seismic: "that wasnt an attack… its how we talk." he was speaking to his girlfriend THE EARTH. and her little bug babies and lava golems

cecil: "how does a nobody like seismic pull this off?" idk cecil youre also a nobody and manage to fuck shit up on the regular

and cecil just keeps snapping at donald, booooy i hope donald gets to give it to cecil til hes crying every night, its the least he could do to repay donald for all the shit he puts him through

debbie: "im glad you wanted to help, oliver, but why didnt you talk to me first?" CUZ HE CANT TRUST YOU, YOURE DOING WEIRD SHIT TO HIM. "because you knew id say no? maybe thats a clue you shouldnt sneak out." oliver: "i guess." man hes such a good boy T-T he listens to her even when shes wrong

debbie: "you wanna be just like mark, right? and you know who raised mark?" oliver:

i want to protect him so fiercely, hes so good waaaahhhhhhh

and the way he flips around through the air when she promises she will have mark start training him, HES SO HAPPYPYYYYY WWAHHHHHHHHH

if youre a gif maker please i need a gif of him celebrating here aaaaaaaaaaaaaa

seismic: "these creatures were born deep in the fires and pressure of the earths womb." you dont gotta brag about fucking her in front of them LMAOOO

oh i bet that hurts real good…

went right THROUGH HIM……

omg and it was full of venom too…? is he gonna start getting all woozy…?

ohhhhh hes wooozzyyyy……………. ohhh markkyyy……..

omfgfggff

stop im gonna LOSE IT……………………………..

NO WAY???? stop it no way…………..

jgguighgufghbdbhsbaa

omg i forgot rex was naked hahahaha i cant deal with that on top of mark getting chest fucked by a big tooth and getting all woozy with venom and seismic grabbing him by the face, i just… im not strong enough

rex isnt just naked but hes trapped WITH the immortal and kate, come on. someone write a trapped-in-a-box fic of rex and the immortal

seismic: "no final quips?" rex: "EAT YOUR OWN DICK!" i love rex hahahahahahaha

fuck these fucking robot zombies showing up and saving everyone, are you for real? if the eggs were that easy to just rip open with brute force, you think the other heroes couldnt pull that off? really? are you fucking with me? not amanda? or the immortal? or mark? none of them could do it but the robot zombies could? fuck off.

im so glad i get to see all these other randoms rising up to defeat seismic instead of anyone i care about

but mark is getting PISSED though. he didnt know until now that cecil had sinclair, and also nightboy or nightwing or whatever the fuck that guys name was.

never change rex

i mean, change a little. you could respect women more.

man every time mark hits nightboy and he pulls a batman move to absorb the attack, i just wanna squish his cheeks, his little bat gimmick is cute as hell

mark: " why the fuck is he here!? and why the FUCK are those things here?" GET CECIL MARK, KICK HIS ASS

nightboy: "im better now, thanks to cecil." oh please dont suck his wrinkly, soggy dick in front of me

eve: "we dont know everything yet." mark: "i dont need to know everything to know this is wrong." RISE UP MARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "i was an idiot to trust cecil, even my mom warned me." YEAH MARK

the immortal: "they saved us though, they saved everyone here." yeah but for real that shit was bogus. youre THE IMMORTAL and youre stronger than fuck and you could have ripped those eggs open the same way those fucking reanimen did

im a little disappointed that theres still venom dripping out of marks wound but hes so clear headed hahahaha… like good for him but………… fanservice blue balls

but by the time he confronts cecil, his wound is already basically healed so OTL

cecil: "he cant fix his mistakes in prison, mark. neither can dark wing." whare are you trying to say cecil? that the american prison system is a failure at the one thing it claims to do? that prisons cant and dont and wont ever rehabilitate people? that theyre slave camps? oh, you didnt get that far yet. "you dont waste people like that, you reform them." got it. the prison system is a waste of taxpayer dollars. thanks cecil, glad you could clear that up for me. (i know i sound sarcastic but im being real lmfao, kill the private prison system)

"donated corpses" cecil you mean soldiers you sent to their deaths?

"they both went through severe psychological reprogramming" way to make even rehabilitating criminals sound like a whacked out government control system, you psychopath. everyone deserves a second chance to make their mistakes right, not just the ones you think you can control.

mark: "thats bullshit!" cecil: "well you killed angstrom. should i lock you up too?" cecil just fucking says shit that makes no sense to anyone at all. mark killed angstrom for a good reason and cecil HIMSELF praised mark for it earlier. the fact that he flips it into a weapon against mark rn is nuts, that guy is the worst. stop trying to confuse him just because youre losing your grip on his leash

cecil: "exactly. you were trying to save lives, which is exactly what im trying to do." its not though cecil, not by a long fucking mile

man and this is where cecil flips his shit? because mark talked back to him a little? go fuck yourself cecil, you sad pathetic little shriveled man

mark isnt even floating rn, hes standing on the ground because he respects cecil enough to stand on his level. but cecil is a scared little cunt and lashes out at mark anyway like hes gone rabid or something

ALLENS BACK BABY LETS GOOOOO

allen why are you complaining about the food when your favourite type of worm snack is right there on your plate, eat your worms you gross cheesy mf

whos the cutest guy in the world? you are, allen. you areeeeee

nolan: "if you dont like it, you should go." allen: "what are you talking about? this is prison dude." hahahahahaha

nolan: "but youre really big and buff and strong and sexy now though, you could leave if you really wanted." allen:

oh he wants nolan so baddddd

allen: "im not leaving here without you." THEYRE BEST FRIENDDDDDDDDDDDSSSSSSSS

soft dom him allen… soft dom him real good…….

oh i love a big orange man

hes so happy to be so big and strong, so he can keep his friends alive and safe <3

the way nolan perks upp aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

god damn it dude i ship them so hard

allen: "woah woah woah wait wait wait… were you worried about me?" nolan:

left that man STUTTERING jesus lord save me, i bet he stutters real good when allen asks him if it feels good inside

allen: "this is so great! you care about me! i feel like youre halfway to joining the cause!" IM GONNA CRYRYYYYY

and the way nolan goes completely nonverbal so allen wont make him stutter anymore, and allen just keeps teasing him aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa im fucking rabid for this ship bro

take that old man to dinner and make him fall in love with you before you fuck him, its the only way to do it!!!!!!!!!!

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