#hehe if... any of u... by any chance.... want to know more abt her...

[teddybeartoji]

i've been thinking abt oc's a lot lately.... and i only now realized that i literally already have one lmao. she's been hiding in the back of my head all this time waaaooww welcome back insane little meow meow:33

[eyesundernightfall]

some TPOT 17 thoughts hehe

!(MASSIVE SPOILERS OFC)!

okay ngl this ep was like rlly good??? In terms of recent eps I’d rank it between episode 16 and 15 (bc 16 was decent n 15 was peak I do not take criticism/j)

the opening was neat, any eliminated contestant content is greatly appreciated (also SAW MY BELOVED-)

Skipping over a bit, the challenge was rlly goofy (I’d expect nothing less from bottle lmao) although I have a slight fear that bottle will go power hungry or smth and kinda become the new pillow, in terms of her goofiness/spontaneous nature and stuff but she seemed fine this ep, and showed genuine concern for her team being ufe, so I think we’re good fn

also WE GOT PILLOW N YF OUT LESGOOO

I honestly didn’t rlly like either of them by the end. I could see the appeal in others liking them ig but pillow just felt counterproductive on purpose for her “research” and YF was just kinda there. He had a cool partnership w/ PT ig???? But that felt like it was 3/4 off camera w/ not much to it so I wasn’t particularly sad to see either of them leave

I liked the idea of splitting the teams up into representative groupings, and also can’t wait for the merge where we could get more interactions like the ones we got this episode

Also poor tv man the guy had such a valid crash out like honestly-

he got ditched and then got a spider mech suit thing like hell yea u tell them (i still rlly like both grassy n tree but TV was still so justified imo)

btw POOR TWO

THEYRE SO WORRIED ABT GATY WHO I ALSO WANT TO SEE BTW WHERE SHE ATTTTT

My best guess is either Gaty’s locked in some special area for one to maybe use as a bargaining chip in case of emergency or perhaps she’s just lost in the flower field. who knows

now for the 3 main things/scenes I wanted to talk about

1- BOOK WAS ICE COLD AND I AM HERE FOR IT

ok it was more like a lil pissed off and very exasperated BUT STILL IM GLAD SHE GOT THAT BOUNDARY SET YOU GO GIRL

On the other hand tho I do feel kind of bad for pencil, especially since I do kind of relate to her in terms of missing ppl or memories that have moved on (??) ig?? More on that later

I definitely don’t want either of them to go anytime soon and hopefully make it to the merge, but I think there’s a solid chance book might get out next ep ToT (VOTE BOOK BTW WE CAN SAVE HER PLEASE I AM STARVEDDD FOR BOOK CONTENT AND SHE MUGHT GET OUT SOON IN BFDIA TOO NUUUUUU)

Anyway, now that she’s been rejected by her last old ally in the game I think I want to see pencil either get fully ruthless n cutthroat with no room for ANYONE (and do this even more then before) or maybe finally open up to new allies? Idk I just want her and book to stay and see what goes down

2- ONE GOT HER SHIT ROCKED???? BY DONUT OF ALL PPL?????? LETS FUCKING GO??????? To b clear one is easily one of if not my fav algebralien but I rlly wanna c her get her ass beat that was awesome. She’s genuinely a great villain and her borderline psychotic episode w/ Donut showing how desperate she is for these deals was incredible to watch MAJOR props to sonderingemily (I believe that’s how u spell it pls forgive) for the voice acting that was so cool

this also solidifies her status as a villain even further, like it was kinda already pretty obvious, but now we see the lengths she will go to for her plan it is greatttt

I also love donut like 10x more now I already thought he was a great character but this just made him better like wow (plus he’ll hopefully stick around for longer bc of this in the event CY is ufe anytime soon yippe)

lastly, I wanna talk about the pen & pencil scene cuz that shit hit DEEP

I’m not gonna lie, pen’s words n whole situation hit hard for me personally especially when irl I’ve been dealing with some messy social stuff, working through things and emotionally processing some past events as well. I’m wishing for older times, definitely romanticizing them quite a bit but those times were still better than this. now I’m asking myself who I want to spend my time around as I grapple w/ the fact that the people I do still hang around from before have changed, some seemingly for the worse, but at the same time, they’re links to parts of my past I wish I still had, so what do I do with that? The experience of not being able to quite move on from a memory or piece of the past while others have, especially when they were closely tied to those memories before, is a very real and isolating experience that the jnj team honestly captured wonderfully in this scene, and I actually listened to just the audio after I’d finished the episode just to reflect on pen’s words in my own life. I get this is still technically ‘baby object kids show’ but honestly this episode actually felt deeper/more mature in many aspects, and this scene really tied it together for me in a very personal way that I was genuinely not expecting when I put the video on, and I think that’s good. It still had some really well done humour, but it hit home in a very piercing way for me today. I like the contrast of pencil’s near total shut out of the world while pen is @ least trying to be near others more, although you can still see him reminiscing about before, which is also smth I completely understand the duality of

also even though BAGGED is ufe I don’t have much worry of pen getting out (which I rlly don’t want him to) since he’s clearly got a pretty huge arc going atm and I want to see it keep going

closing thoughts on the ep, I liked the challenge, but the characters rlly brought it home today. The challenge brought a nice way of splitting the teams up to basically get a whole ep of cross team interactions to continue arcs that have been taking a while up until now which was rlly nice

I can’t wait to see what one will b up to as she clearly sinks into desperation w/ her deals, and now donut’s a loose canon, likely being able to spread info abt her freely

there was even more buildup to other events that will hopefully get payoffs soon, and I can’t wait for that, but that’s all from me :))

[gojoidyll]

I had a bit of shower thoughts in my head and funny scenario popped up with how a misunderstanding with Jing yuan and y/n in the emperor au. Like everybody tells y/n she’s a princess but not that the emperor is the fiancé, so when the emperor walks in she’s like “uhm…hi dad?”. It would make sense because if she’s the princess and Yuanie is the emperor, she must be his daughter 😂😂

I feel like this would really sell it that y/n is actually amnesiac and not just winging it. She could even say

“Pardon my insolence your highness, but aren’t you a tad too young to have children…? I-I mean, you hardly look older than me” 💀💀. I can imagine blade and luocha freezing up at the misunderstanding that amnesiac y/n thinks she’s Jing yuan’ daughter XD

I also have a couple headcannons abt emperor yuan:

1.He has a private zoo in the palace confirmed with all his finches, Mimi, and literally every exotic animal in existence

2. He’s a huge animal rights man and has passed several laws in his empire about them

3. He personally trains the knights and since he’s so op, he doesn’t need bodyguards

4. This is a lil dirty but I think he would have a degrading streak hehe. 😉

5. He loves napping like his cannon character and would like to lay on y/n’s lap and sleep. Obv when she’s an ‘amnesiac’

6. I think he does know that y/n is faking it immediately from the first life even b4 blade gave it away (fck u blade)

7. He has a bunch of enemies, I wouldn’t be surprised if he has beef with every single kingdom on the continent

8. Fu xuan is his right hand woman but he hates how she’s all abt work like the cannon hsr

9. Everybody in the kingdom thinks he’s a lazy ass tyrant but he’s massively improved the country.

10. He has 10 step hair care routine, prove me wrong.

11. He gets 30 assassination attempt on his life per day

Aside from my many hc’s I’m curious abt the deal with feixiao and Yuanie. I wonder if fei xiao would be a possible love interest cuz she’s just so ughhh 😩. Imagine having the attention of an emperor and his vassal(?).

Theory time!!! The reason why Sunday recommended getting close to Bladie over someone who I think is more trustworthy like boothil our fave cow boy is that 1. Blade is trying to revive Sunday since Sunday is not really dead but more of trapped in purgatory/ limbo.

2. Blade loves y/n but this is quite far fetched.

3. He did promise to kill her if yuan ever found out but I don’t think he’s that trustworthy.

4. Blade is actively working against Jing yuan and will steal y/n away from him under his nose like he did in pure imagination au. I honestly feel so bad for him in the au, like imagine having the love of your life yoinked from you out of nowhere after you literally risked your life saving her from you boss who wants to possibly use her for his evil(?) plans.

5. I would literally start by threatening blade but I’m not sure if y/n has enough guts to do it.

I totally think Yuanie would listen to y/n plea to spare the maid, even better if she suggests a lighter punishment like cutting her tongue off to show that 1. She’s willing to forgive the maid if she does that and 2. She’s doesn’t just randomly want the maid’s crimes to be forgiven. This comes with an added benefit of showing the maid that right now, she’s the one with power over her. The only problem comes when asking the maid to be reinstated as y/n’s lady in waiting cuz why tf would any sane bitch keep someone who tried to off you as a lady In waiting??? This could be patched by saying that y/n wants to give the maid a second chance but I’m not sure if yuan would buy it.

I also think of the way you used Sunday to twist reality and made it so y/n was pushed down the stairs was genius, like big brain energy 🤯🤯🤯. I did not know Sunday was that op and It makes me really wonder if Yuanie defeated him with his strength alone or he pulled some dirty tricks.

Sunday speaks very fondly of reader so is there a little inkling that he fell in love with reader? Maybe I’m just delusional :) but delulu is the solulu. I think Sunday is quite old if even y/n didn’t know abt him, so maybe a past life reincarnation type of thing?

Ik this is a lot to type but I hope you do read it all and as always stay hydrated ❤️❤️❤️

That would be so funny!!! 😂😂 but sadly Blade already told y/n that the emperor is her fiance lol. Though, if I didn't have Blade say that, then I definitely would have done something alone the lines of that lmao

1 & 2. I was thinking about this a few weeks ago (cause a certain jing yuan animation from hoyofair reminded me of mimi), so mimi may make an appearance here and there lol

3. Oh yeah, he definitely doesn't need bodyguards. 😂 (and a scene of training may pop up in the coming future 🫣)

4. He definitely would 💀 !! And i think he would have a power imbalance kink too 😳

5. He still naps 100%

6. Idk, maybe he doesn't know this time 😌

7. Bold of you to assume he hasn't already crushed all his enemies-

"I have no enemies, not because I'm peaceful but because I killed them all."

- jing yuan (probably)

8. Fu xuan is definitely still his right hand woman 😌

9. 💯

10. I can't prove you wrong 😔 (he may wrangle y/n into helping him with his hair some mornings and nights)

11. Assassination attempts? Hmm, i wonder who would even be brave enough to do that... Lmao, feixiao as a love interest 🤭 i haven't thought about that heh.

1. Blade trying to revive sunday? That's quite an interesting you have there 👀

2. Sadly I don't think Blade loves y/n (yet)

3. He isn't trustworthy at all 😔

4. In any au that i write, I would like to think Blade would save y/n (im definitely not hinting at anything of course-)

5. Blade would probably just stand there wondering why a sassy princess was threatening him

Blade:🧍‍♂️

Anyway, as of right now y/n doesn't know that Jing yuan is going to kill the maid since jing yuan talked about it with Blade away from y/n. But who knows, maybe she'll find out about it later...

Spoiler for what I'm planning:

Jing yuan defeated sunday with pure strength alone. (In my mind, Jing Yuan isn't one for tricks like that. But that's just me lol) I already have like 3k written for Jing Yuan and Sunday's backstory but that won't be revealed until a little later

Sunday falling in love with y/n... heh. 👀

And Sunday being older than he seems? I wonder about that... maybe they are closer in age than you think...

Dw! Read it all! I just get a bit distracted sometimes, so I'm sorry for the late reply lmao

[gamerwoo]

idk if you’ve said / written smth abt this before but i was rereading josh’s tftp and jia’s comment abt lilly loving ari had me thinking abt an au where lilly was still alive and the three of them were together !! do u have any ideas what their dynamic would be like? if u feel like writing a drabble i’ll always read more tftp content but also i know ur work is tiring so i’d be interested in any headcanons too !!!! <3 hope ur doing well

i don't think i've ever mentioned anything about this tbh, and while i don't think joshua would've ever imprinted on ari or even found her had lilly still been alive (because if his powers did stop working he would've immediately went to a doctor because of lilly so he wouldn't have shown up at the same time that ari was brought in, and if lilly didn't die i don't think ari would've been fated to be with him. honestly i think if they had found ari by some chance, lilly and josh would probably treat her more like a little sister or something), i do think this idea is pretty cute so i wanted to write it even though i don't think this would be canon. it's just too cute to pass up hehe

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All Lilly wanted to do was get the dishes done in a timely manner, which was why she had Chan on drying duty while she scrubbed at them. But of course, Joshua had to come up and wrap his arms around her waist, kissing her neck softly before whispering, "You need to go wrangle your mate."

She let out a sigh and put the sponge down by the faucet, looking straight ahead with annoyance on her features, "Why is she only our mate when it's convenient for you? Otherwise, she's only mine?"

"I think you answered your own question," he chuckled.

In the beginning, after Lilly and Soonyoung found her while following Eunjin one night when she was in a trance, Joshua didn't want Arinya being anyone's mate. He didn't want another mate and he was perfectly fine with sending her back wherever she came from despite his instincts wanting otherwise. But from the get go, Lilly wanted her to stay. Even if feeling another pull was a little confusing, she was willing to figure it out.

It was thanks to Lilly that Joshua even warmed up to the young werecoyote -- probably because it warmed his heart so much seeing the pair do almost everything together. Lilly was more than willing to teach Ari everything since she was so curious and naïve. She was also more willing to keep up with the younger girl's energy even if she got tired.

Even now, after Joshua finally accepted her, he would give up after a bit and hand her off to Lilly when Ari was too energetic or too curious.

"Is she chasing squirrels again?" Chan laughed.

Josh rolled his eyes, "How'd you know?"

Lilly let out another sigh and dried her hands off with a dish towel before turning around, her mate's arms sliding away from her, "You're annoying sometimes, Hong."

"No, that's kind of my only setting. You know that."

The two boys followed her out to the backyard just in time to hear a loud yelp, followed by a series of whimpers. Eyes scanned the area until the saw Arinya coming from the forest. Joshua took off running immediately getting to her right as she shifted back to her human form. Chan kept pace with Lilly as she followed right behind him.

"What happened?" Joshua demanded, cupping her face in his hands, her blue eyes filled with tears. He searched her body frantically for any signs of injury, hands moving over her body to turn her arms this way and that and to bend all of her joints to make sure nothing was broken as Chan shrugged off his button-up to hand off to Ari.

Instead, Lilly took it and went around behind her, helping her into it so she wasn't just naked in the backyard, because she knew the rest of the pack would probably come to see what she had whimpered at. But that was when she noticed welts on her back.

"Hey Shua?" she asked.

Ari cupped her left cheek and whined, "My face hurts."

Josh gently moved her hand out of the way to find a bee stinger in her cheek, and it was starting to swell. His hand was covering it before so he didn't notice it.

"There's a ton more back here," Lilly sighed, meeting Joshua's eyes over Ari's shoulder.

Josh held her upper arms and turned her around. Seeing her back covered in bee stings, he closed his eyes and sighed, "What did you do?"

"What happened?" Seungcheol called out, coming around from the front yard.

Arinya stayed facing Lilly as the older girl buttoned up her shirt.

"I followed a squirrel up a tree and there was a bees nest," Ari explained through sniffles. "I didn't mean to touch it, I promise!"

"We're not mad," Lilly promised.

Joshua, however, was chuckling at her, "Have we learned to stop chasing squirrels?"

Lilly frowned up at him, "Leave her alone."

"How bad is it?" Seungcheol wondered as more of the pack started coming from around the front or inside the house.

"She's got at least 20, probably," Josh shrugged.

"Are you allergic to bees?" Chan wondered.

Ari turned back toward him and shook her head before she looked up at Josh again, "My tongue feels funny..."

He noted she was talking with a little bit of a lisp and couldn't help but laugh, "Let me see your tongue, goofball."

She stuck out her tongue, and he immediately noticed the sting near the tip of it. He let out a loud laugh and asked, "What, did you eat one?"

"I don't know!" she whimpered, obviously distressed over her bee attack.

"Joshua, heal your mate!" Lilly scolded him. "Stop making fun of her!"

"Come on, kid," he sighed, obviously still amused. "Let's go to our room to heal you up."

Once upstairs, Joshua removed Chan's shirt from her body and Lilly started carefully pulling out the stingers that were still there, softly apologizing whenever Ari flinched or whimpered.

"Alright, open up. Let's fix your lisp," he chuckled.

She opened her mouth and Josh pulled the tiny stinger out. Instinctively, her eyes squeezed shut at the pain and she recoiled away from him, but he softly gripped her chin to keep her still before plucking the one out of her cheek. Despite her head turning away, he kissed the spot quickly and chuckled out a, "Sorry!"

"You should probably do her back first," Lilly told him.

"Am I supposed to heal her tongue?" he asked as Ari went to lay face-down on the bed. "How do I do that? I've never healed a tongue before."

"Just do her back, please," she sighed in annoyance. "I'm sure she's still in pain."

Josh just made a face at her before going onto the bed and kneeling beside the younger girl. He moved his hands across her back, healing the welts and removing the venom from her body to stop the pain and the swelling. After that, he had her sit up to do her cheek, and then he held her jaw and asked her to stick out her tongue again. All the while, Lilly sat behind her and kept her arms around Ari's waist.

Once Josh was done and Ari was back to normal, she slumped back into Lilly's body, "I think I need a nap."

"I think so, too," Lilly agreed, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Wanna lay down?"

"Yeah," she mumbled.

Joshua moved to get in bed with the two girls but Lilly quickly stopped him, "No way."

"What do you mean?" he protested.

"She's my mate, remember?" Lilly reminded him with a shit-eating smirk.

Joshua rolled his eyes and pounced on top of both of them, taking Lilly by surprise but getting Ari to giggle very loudly.

"Mates heal better when they're together. It's a medical fact," he stated. "So you can't fight me unless you want Ari to be uncomfortable for longer."

Ari's head tilted to one side, "But I thought you already heal--"

"See, she's delusional," he nodded. "She really needs both of us."

Lilly snorted and rolled her eyes, "Whatever, Hong."

"Yeah, whatever, Hong," Ari tried to imitate Lilly, but it just made both of them laugh.

"Y'know what, I think I'm gonna give both of you up," he decided.

"I think you're stuck with us," Lilly stated with a smile and a sure nod.

"Yup!" Arinya grinned.

Seeing his two mates smiling up at him, Lilly's head resting against Ari's, he couldn't help but just feel a wave of happiness and love. So he smiled even though he was rolling his eyes.

"If you're gonna twist my arm about it," he conceded.

[kithtaehyung]

WHEW here we go Ryen!! This is a lot but here were my thoughts 🥰 (part 1 bc I have to split it all agagag

IMMEDIATELY I WAS LIKE FUCK ITS NOT NAMJOON AHAHAHA THEN OH FUCK ITS JIN!!!!! LOL I WAS SO SHOCKEDD BUT ITS OK WE LOVE

When I tell you my heart dropped to my ass…..PLEASE we know there’s some history here (& I can’t wait to know abt it!!!) but this made me so nervous for how yoongi was going to react - mad?? sad?? all of the above??

1. “Have you?” He is!! Just won’t admit it yet 🤪🤭 LISTEN I WAS GETTING SO TERRITORIAL IT WAS BAAAAD. I love u jk but please no 🫶🏻.

2. THE BIG REVEAL OH MY GOD!!!!! Hope is what leaves him!!!???! PLEASE DONT DO THIS TO MEEEEEEEE - torn between wanting to be a good friend, stepping back bc miss girl is “off limits” anyway, thinking jk is what should be best for her…. HOPING BC MAYBE WE MIGHT WORK OUT!!!! YOONGI SHE WANTS YOU TRUST MEEEEEEE

Again, love you jk but not today ty 🫰🏻(u can come to me instead it’s ok)

THIS WHOLE SECTION. Ahh, it’s always the what ifs huh. What if he did step away and give jk and her the chance to reconnect? What if it’s really what’s best?? What if it’s not?? His POV is so interesting because we rarely see it esp in this light. All he wants to do is make her happy even if it means hurting himself in the process 🥲

BUT let’s stay in this moment right?? Hold you tight while he still has you😭😭😭😭 (the more than anything part absolutely killed me like yes let’s understand our feelings tonight thank you)

Need I say more

tbc hehe

ABEEEEEE I CAN FINALLY GO THROUGH AND RESPOND TO THESE AMAZING NOTES SFFHSJFD first off, can i just say: my jaw dropped when you sent this first one in, and then it kept going with each message of annotations you made?? holy shit i've never screamed so much when i realized what you were doing!! ok ok screaming over now we go under a cut for more (inevitable) yelling:

your thing about the brother was so funny bc LMAO i was wondering what people were gonna say when the rapline names dropped!! i saw that you realized that it in fact wasn't jin either so it's all good :D

When I tell you my heart dropped to my ass…..PLEASE we know there’s some history here (& I can’t wait to know abt it!!!) but this made me so nervous for how yoongi was going to react - mad?? sad?? all of the above??

awhhhhh yeah.. the way we get a sinking feeling as soon as the reveals start to happen. i like how you sniffed out a history so quickly, though?? damn!

1) “Have you?” He is!! Just won’t admit it yet 🤪🤭 LISTEN I WAS GETTING SO TERRITORIAL IT WAS BAAAAD. I love u jk but please no 🫶🏻. 2) THE BIG REVEAL OH MY GOD!!!!! Hope is what leaves him!!!???! PLEASE DONT DO THIS TO MEEEEEEEE - torn between wanting to be a good friend, stepping back bc miss girl is “off limits” anyway, thinking jk is what should be best for her…. HOPING BC MAYBE WE MIGHT WORK OUT!!!! YOONGI SHE WANTS YOU TRUST MEEEEEEE

LMFAO THE DEFENSIVE MODE WAS ONNNN. we love jk so much in this house so this is all out of tough love, we swear!!

and your "NOoOoOOoO" TOOK ME ALL THE WAY OUT PLSSS.. yoongi def recoiled so damn fast but i get it. he had his reasons, albeit so stupid. :'((( if only he knew what we knew.

Again, love you jk but not today ty 🫰🏻(u can come to me instead it’s ok) THIS WHOLE SECTION. Ahh, it’s always the what ifs huh. What if he did step away and give jk and her the chance to reconnect? What if it’s really what’s best?? What if it’s not?? His POV is so interesting because we rarely see it esp in this light. All he wants to do is make her happy even if it means hurting himself in the process 🥲

LMFAO exactly i love how everyone's like "omg jk screw off and come to me instead" LOLLL

sheesh, his pov's always hurt but are amazing validations for us as readers. can you imagine if we didn't have any of his pov's? we would wonder what in the hell is happening and would be blindsided just like reader. on the flip side, it kinda hurts us two-fold anyway bc we know both sides. which is rough when both of them are so sAD but we wanna scream to not be!!

BUT let’s stay in this moment right?? Hold you tight while he still has you😭😭😭😭 (the more than anything part absolutely killed me like yes let’s understand our feelings tonight thank you)

the "more than anything" and "please say his name a lot tonight" double hit absolutely destroyed me. bc this man, in his mind, knows things are ending soon. clearly, he still very much wants to milk out whatever he can with reader and it's just aRGHHGHGHHG

AHHHH i can't wait to respond to the other parts, abee. you are INCREDIBLE!! thank you so so much for taking the time to annotate the lines and screenshot and even format these reviews. i am: the most grateful and feel very unworthy honestly :'))) truly, thank you so much!! more to come soon!

[ill-skillsgard]

Faust x Faith - No Looking Back

Warning: 18+ smut, public sex, violence, blood, arson, implied death, mentions of non-consensual touching (nothing explicit and no r-words used,) mentions of stalking, unconsciousness, anti-religious themes, strong language.

Note: Hey, hey. I’ve wanted to write this for a while, but haven’t had much time. This isn’t based on any requests—just something I feel needs to happen to move the universe along. After this, I’ll be basing future FxF stuff off drabble requests instead of going story-heavy for a bit. Likes, comments and reblogs are suuuper ‘ppreciated!

Summary: - Not based on Lords of Chaos. I use Faust!Valter’s likeness only as inspiration - 3.6K words -

Faust makes good on his word to protect Faith, taking drastic measures to assure her assailant never bothers her again.

Read more Faust x Faith here [x]

Thin raindrops pattered the man's leather jacket as he walked through the streets with his hood drawn up and his eyes low. For two days, the drizzle persisted and melted the black snowbanks into slush. Though the dismal atmosphere kept most inside, Sven had good reason to travel across town on foot. The promise of a girl's company waited at the end of his route, and he put off his regular nightly routine of masturbating to fetish porn for—what he hoped was—the real thing.

He glanced at his cracked phone screen every few minutes to check in with her, making sure she hadn't changed her mind, that she was serious. From the earnestness of her messages and the speed at which she replied to his questions, he determined she meant what she said about wanting to meet. Finally, his luck was turning. He’d show that miserable bastard Faust who was the better man.

- What abt ur bf? Lol

- What about him? Not here, is he?

- Thought u were a good girl.

- Haha, not really. Are you close?

- Ya. Y r we meeting at this random place?

- I need you to promise you won't tell a soul. If you can prove that to me, maybe we can keep meeting up.

- Lol ok. I PROMISE I won't say a word😉

- Thank you. Hurry, please. It's cold out!

- Be there in 5. I'll let u wear my jacket altho idk might not need it😉

- Hehe omgosh. You're making me blush.

- I'll make u do way more then blush baby. Just wait.

Sven lengthened his strides and turned the corner onto a hill leading toward the industrial area of town. Down the slope, he walked past several warehouses and legions of trucks parked inside barbed-wire fencing. It was a peculiar site to meet up, but his rendezvous insisted on a place nobody would think to look.

Betting his night would take an erotic turn, Sven popped a piece of gum in his mouth and chewed away the cigarette taste. He was seconds away from the spot she chose to meet, and his chest constricted with excitement. His boots crunched over gravel and garbage as he walked down a narrow alley between two faceless buildings. There was an open lot at the end of the lane, where he assumed she was waiting. As he made his way through the dimly lit alley, he whistled to make his presence known. The shrill tune reverberated off an overflowing dumpster to his left, and as he stepped to clear the reeking trash receptacle, something hard and blunt swung out at eye-level and flattened him to the ground.

Dazed and blinded from the sudden strike, he tried moving his mouth, but only a bubble of blood popped from his lips. A piercing stream of sound filled his ears as the edges of his vision turned dark. A large black figure came into view above, haloed by the soggy grey sky in the deepening veil. The featureless shadow chuckled deeply before a heavy boot's tread put out his lights.

~*~

Several hours passed before Sven's eyelids shuddered. By then, his assailant had had plenty of time to tie him to a wooden chair and organize his instruments of punishment. A headache blistered through the man's skull, throbbing in his eye sockets until he gained enough consciousness to open them. When he saw the person who had knocked him out, his throat closed and the gasp ripping through came out high-pitched.

"Faust... Please... Don't—" Sven hiccoughed. "Don't do this. I'm sorry. I'm SORRY!"

Faust, who had been facing the doorway at the end of a long red runner, turned toward Sven, holding a hammer's handle in one hand while cradling the head in the other. A malicious smirk peeked out from a curtain of black hair. He took a step forward, the clomp of his leather boots echoing through the church. Each step made a menacing sound that bit down on Sven's nerves and rattled his sensitive skull.

"What are you apologizing for?"

"I know you hate me, but please, don't hurt me. I swear I'll never talk to her again!"

Faust approached, flashing the obsidian hammerhead. He tossed the tool in his grip and stuck his hand into his pocket, producing several five-inch nails.

"No! God, no, please! Faust! Don't do this!"

The black-haired giant stopped to admire the curve of the hammer’s prongs. Sven looked around the empty church and saw a jerrycan taking up space in a nearby pew. He immediately started struggling against the jute rope binding his wrists and ankles to the chair as Faust drew nearer, smile uncoiling.

"I already gave you the chance to never talk to her again. Remember?"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Sorry means fuck all to me. You should know that. The only reason you left the campsite with your dick intact is because of the witnesses," Faust said, then spun around with his arms out, showcasing their solitude. "Now, it's just you and me."

"Please don't," Sven muttered through swollen lips. "Fuck, I'll do anything!"

"There's nothing you can do. Nothing a sorry sack of human waste can provide this world to make me change my mind."

"SHE LIED!"

Faust jingled the nails in his jacket, reminding Sven who held the weapon.

"Whatever she told you... It's not true! I was at the party, but I didn't do anything to her!" Sven's voice cracked.

"Oh... So you didn't follow her into my bedroom?"

"No! I talked to her for a minute, and that's all. That's all, I swear, Faust. Don't kill me."

The stomp of boots neared the altar where Sven struggled in the chair. He twisted to loosen the rope and slipped one hand out. Faust grabbed his wrist and pinned it to the arm of the chair, readying a nail between his lips as he gripped the hammer. Sven let out a scream, stifled instantly by the hammerhead. Faust wedged the metal between his teeth and hissed.

"Shut the fuck up, or I'll use this to smash your teeth out like a goddamn window. Understand me?"

Sven nodded and quaked as Faust placed the tip of the nail against the soft, flat part of his forearm.

"Stay still. If I fuck up and hit the Radial or Ulnar artery... You could bleed out before I'm done. Gotta get it right between the bones." Faust slapped the pale skin to reveal blue veins. He pressed the nail’s tip in place and rose the hammer above his head, bringing it down and stopping short of the head as Sven shrieked.

Faust cackled. "Jesus Christ, dude. Did you really think I was gonna nail you to a chair?"

Sven groaned, relieved and moist with cold sweat. "Faust, I'm serious. Please, man. You gotta believe me."

His dark laughter continued, bouncing off the high ceilings, the wooden pews and polished floors. As Sven let out his own nervous chuckle, Faust brought the hammer down in one swift pull, then slapped his hand over Sven's gaping mouth to stifle the screams. Howling, Sven rattled his head back and forth as a searing bolt of pain tore through his right arm, crackling in his shoulder where it burned and burned.

Faust tore his phone out of his back pocket and brought up a video, slamming the screen into Sven's face. The video of him grabbing Faith in his room while he was states away watching the live feed from the camera he'd set up on the desk.

"I knew these little cameras would come in handy. See? I know what you did, you stupid fuck. And you know what else? I would have just beat the shit out of you had I not stopped by your place before our little meeting."

Sven whined, tears pouring from his eyes in steady streams.

"Oh, yeah. That's right. I went into your room... Saw some interesting things on your computer. At first, I thought it was just standard fucking creep shit. Snuff porn, torture... Teen girls. None of that surprised me... Until I dug around and found your little stalker file buried in your folders. You didn't even encrypt it. How fucking stupid are you?"

"I'm sorry," Sven shook.

"Why are you apologizing to me?"

"I'm sorry for touching her. I should have left her alone."

"What'd you think was gonna happen? That she wouldn't tell me? Or that I wouldn't believe her? And now I know you've been following Faith around, taking pictures of her, you fucking predator. And what about those other women, huh? You sorry about them, too?"

"Yes! I'm sorry. I know I have problems! I'm trying to get help. Please, Faust. If you let me go, I promise I'll do it. I'll get better. I haven’t hurt anyone!"

Faust shook his head slowly, grunting in refusal. "No. I meant what I said when I told you I'd crucify you if you went near Faith again. I'm doing the world a favour."

Sven hung his head and bled from the grievous wound pinning him to the chair, shuddering weakly from his injuries. Faust would never relent. He'd witnessed the drummer's cold disdain, the malignant hatred living inside that made him turn to the dark with open arms. Faust wasn't an actor. He pledged himself to the darkness with unyielding conviction, never one to take such things lightly. This realization depleted Sven's will to reason with the man.

Faust gripped another thick nail and drove it through Sven's left arm, smiling as blood dripped from the wood onto the church altar. The violent yelps filled Faust with morbid delight as he pressed the bloodied hammer under his victim's chin and raised his face.

"You're gonna die tonight, Sven."

"What makes you better than me? You'll be a murderer," Sven stuttered. "You hurt people, too."

"You and I are not the same. Don't ever compare yourself to me. You're a coward, and I warned you. Tread on what's mine, and I'll destroy you. That's what I said."

"All this over a girl? Are you fucking crazy!?"

Faust stooped to one knee, looking up at Sven as though the insult had cut him. Faust's brows arched, bottom lip jutting outward as he studied Sven, who closed his eyes. Then, Faust rose to his feet, leather stretching from the motion. Faust tapped his chin, smiled, and leaned over to whisper, "yes... Totally fucking crazy."

With a powerful kick to the chest, Faust sent the chair and Sven toppling backward. He then unzipped his pants, pulled out his manhood and giggled as he emptied his bladder on the weeping man. While Sven cried and moaned, Faust closed his zipper, whistling merrily. He left Sven on his back and snatched the jerrycan from the pew, taking slow, calculated steps while twisting off the cap and dousing the altar in gasoline.

As the gas trickled, Sven's desperation mounted. He could not flail, so he screamed. Faust gently reminded him what he'd do to Sven's teeth if he carried on shouting. The pinned man blubbered and begged, but Faust ignored his pleas. Inside his head, all Faust heard was the sound of flames rushing into a circle around Sven, crackling over the carpet and up the old church's wooden beams. By the time the roof caught fire, Faust had planned on being long gone.

"Please, Faust... You'll regret this! I know you're a serious person, but this is too far. You won't be able to live with yourself!"

"Wrong. I couldn't live with myself knowing I let a vulture like you walk this planet freely." Faust poured a trail down the floor runner, far away from the altar. He tossed the can aside and looked up at the Catholic saints' stained-glass portrayals and Jesus at the center of it all, staring down with sad eyes. Faust took a book of matches from his pocket and ripped one from the bunch, running its tip across the ignitor strip until a small flame burst to life. Faust flicked the match to the ground without a second thought, and the flame ate up the gasoline trail swiftly. The church was illuminated, and the colourful glass windows came to life. Faust raised his eyes to the forlorn Jesus and leered while the fire spread.

He did not stay to admire his work or revel in the cries of a man burning alive. Faust fled before the fire consumed the church, not once looking back or wondering if his victim had somehow escaped. He trudged through puddles of slush, hair swinging in the wind, white shadows of breath leaving his mouth.

It was time to get back to finish the tour. But he had one more stop to make.

~*~

Faith left the mall after helping close the book store. She received small smiles and nods from the mall staff as they locked doors and unfolded security gates. Some of the people she had spoken to before, and some she had only seen in passing. Though she returned their pleasantries, inside Faith was fretting. She tried not to worry about her boyfriend or ask where he was under strict orders to go about her day as usual.

She stepped into the evening air as the sun sank, taking the blue from the sky along for the descent. Wisps of white cloud stretched across the pink and violet above. Faith took in a deep breath and walked to the bus stop situated between a movie theatre and a dollar store. She popped her earbuds in and turned on a song that reminded her of Faust; one he wouldn’t like. His music taste had no room for the upbeat indie rock she enjoyed. Still, she smiled when the lyrics reminded her of him.

The scent of cigarette smoke caught her attention, and she looked around, finding no culprit. She wondered where the smell came from if nobody was around but soon forgot when the city bus appeared in the distance. It had to make a long trek around the parking lot before it pulled up at the movie theatre. Faith readied her bus card to scan as another cloud of smoke enveloped her senses.

Faith whirled around, and there he was, all black and leather, white teeth clutching the filter of a cigarette. Faust smiled, his words bolting from his mouth as she clamped her arms around him and crushed her face into his chest. The leather and musk brought tears to her eyes. She ripped out her earbuds and tried not to weep.

He hushed her, lifted her off the ground and retreated into the shadowed alley between the theatre and the store. By the time the bus pulled up, Faust had pressed her against the brick wall behind the building.

"Faust. Oh my gosh, where have you been? I was so worried," Faith gasped.

"Sh, don't ask questions, baby." Faust smothered her mouth, holding her thighs around his waist.

"Mm—I love you. Oh my God. I can’t believe you’re here! I love you so freaking much."

"I know you do," Faust breathed against her lips. "I love you, too, babe."

"Tell me where you've been!"

Faust shook his head and kissed her neck instead. She raked her fingers through his hair, knocking his hood down so she could see him unobstructed.

"Told you... Don't ask... Mmkay?... Stop asking... Just let me... Mm—fuck!"

Faith pulled his pelvis inward with her thighs, rubbing against his crotch and the heavy bullet belt wrapped around his hips. In their cloud of lust, Faust pushed his black jeans down just enough to free his erection.

"Fuck, I love your little skirts. Makes it so easy," Faust murmured.

The thought of Faust showing up disquieted her, but his lips on her skin and his desire thwarted these anxieties for a while. She set aside her questions, happy to have him in her arms again and overcome by arousal. When he stretched her panties aside and pushed into her, they both froze in expressions of excruciating ecstasy. Faust tilted his head back and closed his eyes, and Faith clutched his shoulders, already writhing from the intense fulfillment between her legs.

Just as she thought Faust might drop her, he bent his knees and hoisted her higher up on the wall. In his arms, she weighed close to nothing. She missed feeling tiny against him.

"Miss my cock?" He growled in her ear.

"Yes, baby. Oh my gosh, of course, I missed it. I missed my big man."

"Yeah? Fuck, I miss my little pussy," Faust breathed. "Mm, show me those gorgeous tits."

Faith unbuttoned her work polo and stretched the collar down around her breasts for Faust to bury his face. Though there wasn't an abundance of flesh to lose himself in, Faust shivered from the first taste of her nipples. With muted groans of pleasure, he rammed into her until Faith could no longer contain her cries, unaccustomed to his girth. Faust absorbed her whimpers with his mouth, coaxing her tongue until she only hummed.

He felt ferocious from the last twenty-four hours. If he could make Faith scream without drawing attention, Faust would have slammed her into the wall and fucked her until she shredded her vocal cords. He had to keep a low profile. Even visiting Faith was a considerable risk, but one he relished taking as she clamped her thighs and rutted against him.

He supported her ass in both hands and shifted off the wall to fuck her standing up. While he took her this way, she wrapped her arms around his neck and whimpered, whispering, "yes, fuck my pussy hard, big boy. Oh, I love that big cock inside me."

Faust unhooked and held her out so he could watch her breasts jiggle with every bounce. "You still taking your birth control? I'm gonna fucking bust so hard inside you, baby."

"Yeah. Yeah, baby, do it. Fill my pussy, please. I want your cum."

Her dirty talk and sweet sobs for his cock pushed him over the edge. He cradled her head as he pushed her against the wall and throbbed between her legs until empty. Faust pulled out and immediately turned her around and bent her over to watch globs of fresh cum dripping from her wet slit. He used one finger to push some of it back inside and had her suck off the rest. Afterward, he pulled up his pants and compressed her against the wall, one hand over her mouth while the other worked her clit in gentle circles. Faust didn't stop until she squealed and shuddered against him, muffled in his jacket and writhing from the manual orgasm.

When Faith calmed down, he released her and stepped away, pulling a cigarette from the squished pack in his jacket pocket. The lighter's flame created an orange halo around his face and promptly died. He smoked like nothing had happened while she fixed her skirt, buttoned her polo and zipped up her coat.

Faith smiled up at her lover, the night blotting out most of his features.

"I'm so glad you're home," she said.

"Not for long," Faust exhaled.

Her heart quivered. "Wait, what?"

"I gotta go back."

"When?"

"Tonight."

"What? No! But... You just got back," said Faith.

Faust shrugged, his leather jacket speaking for him. The evening matured, consuming the details of her hurt expression until the streetlamps along the road came to life.

"Why did you come here?"

Faust took one last long haul off his cigarette and flicked it down the alleyway. "Listen to me, Faith... You need to quit asking questions. I'm serious. The more questions you ask, the worse it'll be. And you and I did not see each other tonight. As far as you know, I'm on tour. Understand?"

"Yes," Faith said to appease him.

"I want to stay, trust me. But I can't. You know why. All the answers you want, you already have. Don't keep bugging, don't mention it ever again."

"I want to go with you," she whispered.

"No. You stay. Go to your classes, go to work, go visit your parents. Everything normal. And I don't want you moping around either. You put on that pretty smile, and you pretend for me. I'll call you in a couple of weeks before the last show and arrange a way for you to get there."

"What do you mean you’ll call in couple of weeks?" Faith whined. “What about goodnights?”

"I don't have a phone anymore."

"Why—? Oh, um... Okay. I understand."

Faust gathered the girl up in his arms and kissed the top of her head. "Good girl. I love you, and I miss you."

"I love you, too."

He tipped her face up and sensed tears forming in her eyes. Faust shook his head. "No crying. We'll see each other very soon. Just a couple more weeks."

"I know," she sighed.

"I love you more than anything, Faith. Now, go catch your bus. Should be here in a few minutes."

"But what about you?"

"Don't worry about me. I'm on tour. I'm not even here," he explained.

Faust kissed her again, smoothed his hands over her shoulders and turned her to face the bus stop. He urged her along. "No looking back. Hop on the bus and go do your schoolwork."

"Okay," she said, determined to make him proud. Faith walked out of the shadows and into the lamplight hovering over the depot. Across the lot, the city bus pulled in, and though she longed to turn around to see Faust watching over her, she kept her eyes forward and waited. When the bus pulled up, and the doors drew back, she stepped onto the platform and smiled at the driver as she scanned her pass. Faith took a seat in the back and put in her earbuds. She searched through a list of bands and selected the only one whose logo was illegible. As she pressed play, she listened to the immediate assault of the drums, their constant and violent beat. Faith smiled—warm in her chest and between her legs.

[sugakuns]

[hc] sugawara & kageyama asking out their crush

sugawara koushi

when sugawara has a crush he takes it seriously

if he had a crush it’s very unlikely that you two aren’t some sort of friends

he had you and social media and frequently talks to you in the hallways or at lunch when you walk past him to go meet your friends

and since you’re on the girls volleyball team he gains levarage to ask if you’ll practice with him since “the others don’t want to”

he’s very sneaky hehe

eventually he’ll ask you if you want to go out for lunch sometime as a “payment”

it’s a date and you both know it

does little things like message you asking how your volleyball is going and if you have any upcoming matches

one time he passed you on the way to your practice and gave you a few snacks saying that “you need it for practice, you didn’t eat lunch today”🥺

(he uses volleyball to start any conversation with you 💀)

eventually daichi and asahi catch wind of the situation and begin to bully encourage him to ask you out

he would ask you out in the cutest way 🥺

school ended and coincidentally both of the gyms were being cleaned so he knew for a fact you didn’t have practice

he tells daichi and asahi to walk on because he needs to ‘do something’

waits for you outside the school entrance, calling you over with his cute grin on his face

“(Y/n) can I talk to you for a minute?”

your friends pushed you so hard 💀

he walks out of the school with you and waits for the crowd to disperse all the while he is blushing and fiddling with the ends of his blazer

��what’s up?”

he thinks his heart is gonna stop, the poor boy has puppy eyes the whole time he talks to you

“well.. i was wondering if you would like to be my girlfriend” 👉🥺👈

cue error.404 (y/n)’s brain not found

he’s literally staring at you with puss in boots eyes

“yes!!” lemme tell u this man feels like he just ran a marathon

texts his gc with daichi and asahi later with like one hundred heart emojis being like “it’s official💖🥰😊😘😍💜🧡❤️💛💚💙🤎🤍🖤💕💞💓💗💝💘💖❣️”

kageyama tobio

he’s never had a crush before so lemme tell u he is petrified

how can one person make him feel this way??!!

it got worse when he was setting during practice and he got distracted by the thought of you and hit hinata so hard with the ball he flew into the floor

tsuki is on his ass abt his mistake and the whole team will get involved

this is kageyama we’re talking abt

the only emotion he emotes is anger so wtf is this about???

luckily you have a spy on the inside

and her name is yachi

she knew abt your crush even before she became the volleyball manager so let’s just say she feels a lil awkward around kageyama

reports back to you if he does anything sketch

“do you have a crush, gracious king?” god bless tsuki bc now you know that kags has eyes on someone

he’s in your class and sits beside you so you have a grand view of him

hinata wrestled himself into your life bc of yachi so by being friends with hinata you’re bound to weasel your way into kageyamas friend group

“oh, hi kageyama” you act all coy at lunch when hinata drags you and yachi to hang out with him and kageyama

acting skills on point lv

anyway timeskip

after a few months kageyama warms up to you enough to actually feel comfortable talking to you on his own even with his crush on you

sometimes yachi and hinata would run off to leave you two alone on purpose and it was awkward at first but now it’s like an inside joke to you two

cue you texting yachi a million thank yous

he’s more confident talking to you over texts and such so of course that’s where he plans to make his move

but ofc hinata is his downfall and forces him to actually text you

yachi even tells you that kageyama is planning to ask you out soon so that you can be prepared

your heart is racing when kageyama says that he wants to walk you home

when he’s reaching your house he suddenly stops and grabs your wrist

“I have something to tell you” the way he’s staring at you is honestly terrifying

you nod, anticipation sprouting out of you

it takes him like 4 minutes of silence to collect himself

“I really like you okay! Be my girlfriend!!”

It’s not even a question 💀

ofc you say yes but omg you’re going to clown him every chance you get

bonus

when u msg yachi to tell her she rolls up to school the next day screaming and shouting and you’re both jumping excitedly like the teens you are

hinata obvs finds out and spills the beans to the team

kageyama will never live in peace ever again

[frogtanii]

Wind anon here :D!!

I have reactions wwww

And I just knew that it would be Kuroo next! His bromance with Bokuto is too strong—but okay, firstly, you did super well and writing is hard. It’s okay to take breaks and don’t overwork yourself trying to meet the deadlines you set. It’s more important to be happy and rested! Do take care of yourself fr0ggy!~

Anyway, I’m just gonna go and react through! Ah, Kuroo’s first meeting with Meiko... I really can’t empathize with her. She’s so...loved. If she stayed good friends with YN everyone would love her. And it’s not like it’d be hard to be friends with YN anyway. Honestly, she is so...self focused that she really didn’t see the depths of appreciation all of the members had for her at the beginning. For me who loves my friends lots and lots and lots... I really can’t understand why’d she go and just...get such a bad personality? She treats all of them poorly.

I mean, look back to Kuroo and his brownies :0!! I bet she rejected them because of her desire to keep herself slim...but brownies are so good. What a waste! And Kuroo spent time making them like—okay, my like of brownies aside, it’s truly a shame how she is rejecting all of their sincere gifts in such ways that crush them. For example, with Bokuto, it would be one thing to say “I don’t want to spend time with you right now; I’m busy.” But she was just...terrible.

Chances are I’m giving her too much credit as well as the benefit of doubt. In any case...back to the reactions. The van ride. First off, I really like the pairing that went down. Kenma is not the type to socialize, so passenger with Sakusa as driver would make him most comfy. YN and Atsumu are the most comfortable with each other. And of course, Kuroo and Bokuto because they are great friends. Our gal with her wonderfully erratic but great playlist. She’s lively and I just adore her. (If wind anon were to write a love poem to YN, it would be so sappy. Though, I might...if people would want it haha!)

And I knew Kuroo would be suspicious of YN when he’d see Bokuto like that! Meiko is the type to really leave an impression hm? But Kuroo is also logical. He views people as equals, which is part of the reason why Bokuto gravitating towards YN is something he was observing but not necessarily getting in the way of. He trusts Bokuto and his opinion. He knows that there must be a reason why Bokuto is going with YN rather than trying to be with Meiko. At the same time, he is protective of Bokuto and he has the power to step in if he needs to. Kuroo is reliable that way. I think you did amazing characterizing him. Pat yourself on the back—you’ve earned it!

Okay, that’s going to be all for my reactions this time. I noticed that you mentioned 4k followers...? And I saw the 4 and instantly thought of Tetris. Shows what type of things has been on wind anon’s brain haha~ But just a chill game of YN playing Tetris with everyone. Hmm, what other games have things in 4? I’m thinking board games but I’m not quite sure... hm, what’s the name of the thing...twister? I feel like that might have been 4 colors but I’ve never played it myself so... and you totally deserve the 4K. I mean, you’re consistent with updates, the quality is always great, you have tasteful incorporations of pictures, and you have efforts connecting to fans.

Is there any way we wouldn’t appreciate you? Please give yourself more credit and some more slack.

Okay, wind anon will end here~ as always, I wish you restful sleep. Do try to eat well and make sure to take breaks and stuff! Take care :D!!

wind nonnie ,,, my heart ,,, is so <3<3<3 UR SO SWEET ILY OMFG

as for ur reactions, i feel like u give me too much credit LMAO!!!!! ur analyzing of kuroo n his behavior was so full of things that i didn’t even think abt but it was so in depth that i was like ‘maybe i did intend to do that’ hehe

i would love it if u wrote a love poem for yn!!!! that’s such a cute idea omg!! i’d love to read it <3 (i am Horrible at writing poetry so i’d love to see yours!!)

i hope the rest of ur day / night goes incredibly, ty for interacting w me and being so so kind <3

[borom1r]

okay first: having your eric collage as a back patch wld be SO awesome tbh!!!

second: hehe SAW asks. uh for 1-10 trap ratings again: water cube trap, shotgun carousel, bathroom trap (bdndns again bias) and maybe just nerve gas house in general? and then for characters, mallick, rigg, art, jill, nd pamela if that's not too much? :3c

uhhh and then anything eric/mallick you wanna talk abt <3 I care them!!

fjksdhfjshkd thanks dude!! im still undecided theres a few general SAW posters i might get or just an image of Eric lol, dunno

+ ok traps!!

Water Cube:

10/10 literally one of my favorite traps EVER + imo the sexiest trap in th entire franchise. i love seeing Strahm in it too<3 pretty trap for a pretty man.

Shotgun Carousel:

hm. 5/10 i think aesthetically its fun but i care abt William too much to appreciate it by itself. i dont actually have a lot 2 say w/out this turning into a pages-long defense of William Easton lol

Bathroom Trap:

4/10. dgmw i love it + its iconic for a reason, its almost elegant in its simplicity n how much hinges on th participants' own paranoia to create any tension, but on th other hand i cannot take it serious. Lawrence gets this big poetic "kill adam or your family will die" speech + I get "idfk survive maybe :)" WHICH. i did. And Yet.

Nerve Gas House:

2/10 i do think its an interesting idea but conceptually it entirely hinges on ppl taking accountability for themselves n either willingly facing their own traps OR th others forcing them into it— which does work w/ Obi. from there it falls apart. n ofc theres no accounting for how th nerve agent wll affect individual ppl so theres really no fair chance for survival (Laura). also, when it DOES fall apart, u need to remember John's whole "nothing is up to chance" philosophy: this means not only did he Know it would devolve completely, he Expected it— and to some extent expected, and was entirely okay with, the idea of Amanda being forced into a trap tht would retraumatize her. you ever wonder how much of tht was control? how maybe if she hadnt Just been dumped into a pit of needles n had her slowly-recovering psyche shattered, things might've turned out different? hm. thoughts 2 think.

now characters!

Mallick:

ok no surprise cuz i said this while talking abt Brit but 4/10. i love him n hes th most developed member of th fatal 5 simply thanks 2 Greg Bryk's performance n th mannerisms he gives Mallick. i adore him but theres a major difference between Th Mallick That Lives In My Brain (8/10 <3) + Canon Mallick.

Rigg:

8/10 look i love Rigg genuinely soooooo much i think he is SO interesting nd i wish wed gotten more of him in 2/3 bc his character in 4 is SO good. like why. wld i watch Spiral when SAW IV is right there. when RIGG is right there? so much of 2 + 4 is about love and humanity and our connections to it and th ways we can take it too far n the ways love can twist our humanity into monstrousness vs the ways love can restore hope when we ourselves are so totally shattered. Rigg loves TOO much and i love him for it, i do, i cant blame him for anything bc i understand. i get it. he is a man who wants the world to be simple, to be its best, to make sense, who wants the right people to face justice, to protect those in danger despite any risk to himself

Art:

7/10 simply bc i feel like he is under-explored. like there r a lot of questions surrounding him tht i love but i do wish there were just a couple more answers. i do love him tho, like u said in tht ask u just answered he is defending despicable ppl by nature of his job + ultimately tht does not reflect on his character. bc sometimes u dont have a choice, ur SO right— add to that th amount of kindness with which Art faced th rest of his life. he couldve become such a jaded person, but he dedicates himself to charitable acts and it spills into is treatment of Eric, th tenderness which he shows when he really hes no reason to. i love him <3

Jill:

5/10 look she is Yet Another underutilized SAW woman. she exists simply to humanize John to an extent but in turn they just make him more like a ridiculous villain. to elaborately schedule a baby and then IMMEDIATELY abandon his wife? insane. i hate him so much it makes me vibrate with rage. Jill 100% deserved better and i love seeing her take revenge against Hoffman FOR Amanda, i love th idea of her but she is paper thin thru most of th movies and then she Dies.

Pamela:

3/10 this is another case of me making up a Good Character in my head <3 in th movies she is incredibly flimsy but in my head? 10/10 i love Pamela Jenkins, trans sister of William Easton, who is Also Trans.

+ lastly, Eric/Mallick

i dont like.. think abt this ship as much as i shld probably? i lean towards Mallick/Brit, obviously, but also Mal/Adam n honestly Mal/William. but i do love Mal/Eric

it gets back into th big strong dog thing, my favorite Thing for Eric, bc he is! he is th big strong dog who protects you in isolates u from other ppl,he is alienation as safety, he is a sanctuary. theres just. smthn abt tht concept tht is genuinely so powerful. he isnt just there, he actively puts himself between his partners n th outside world.

and you have to wonder, in a world where Jigsaw is a media sensation, how much stays hidden? if you've been placed in a trap, whether you live or you die, how long is it before someone digs up every dirty little secret that got u stuck in there? how long is it before your story is plastered in genuine papers and tabloid bullshit alike, twisted and distorted in a sick game of telephone as th less legitimate publications disguise speculation as fact and spoon-feed sensationalism to th masses?

how long before Mal doesn't feel safe going out alone, because What If? because they had to unplug their landline, it kept ringing (each of them did. they all have cellphones, at least). before part of th progress he'd made is undone (if Jigsaw thought it, and now everyone thinks it, then isn't he a monster? didn't he deserve to die?). at least, with time, all things fade. some other poor asshole gets the Jigsaw treatment and all his secrets are plastered across the pages of the daily paper, and slowly, Mal rebuilds some confidence.

until, on a day where Eric felt good enough to go run errands with him (somewhat rare, still early in their respective recoveries), as they step back outside and a camera is shoved in their faces (because people notice, when survivors bond. people want to know why, want to dissect them until there's nothing left), and Eric's reminded of a day where he and Adam had been caught leaving the gas station: sees himself, still so fresh out of the cell, in Mallick as he physically shrinks in on himself. and, you know, there's only so many things you can do. stiff jointed and exhausted and angry, Eric reels back— and, with some sick satisfaction, breaks the reporter's nose when fist connects with face.

part of him is scared he'll frighten Mallick, is always scared when that violence rears its ugly head (but this is a person he loves, this is a person he'd do anything for), except Mallick bursts into laughter as soon as they're back in the safety of their car. a little frantic, on the edge of tears, because when has he ever been worth protecting? (except to Brit, only to Brit)

later, when they tell Pamela, they're both a little ashamed— it's just a job, isn't it, when they look at it with clear heads. at least, when Mallick describes the guy, Pam can assure them he was an asshole through and through. Mal smiles at him, still a little sheepish for enjoying the spectacle so much (that flash of Eric's unbridled, protective rage, and the reporter's scandalized yelling as they'd made their escape), and Eric brushes his knuckles against Mal's hip. when Mallick doesn't pull away, despite what he'd just seen that fist do, the last, lingering doubt uncurls itself from Eric's heart.

[oikawasbliss]

dance with me

feeling alone at prom, good thing for you another person was left alone also.

⇢ Hi, Can I also request 46 with Kita? If you're not comfortable with writing him can you do it with Suna? Thank u and have a nice day! – @maitenight

⇢ prom!au — kita x reader

⇢ warning: mentioned reader wearing a dress.

⇢ wc: 1k | prompt: “ dance with me ” (the title hehe)

⇢ a/n: probably the longest one i wrote hehe. sorry for taking this so long!! I was abt to make this a royal!au but then realized i'm not good at writing at that kind of concept yet so i redone it as a prom!au . forgive me !!

you sit down on a vacant seat next to a table with the consumables, while everyone dances and has their romantic moments with their dates.

you? oh you're just quietly eating biscuits that you got from the table beside you. you never wanted to be in this event, the only reason you attended are: your dress. you don't want it to be a waste and not wear it so you just go. two, the food.

no one asked you out as their dates, they were flabbergasted that you actually came and yet none had the chance to ask you out as their partners, bummer. you really want to have one, but for now, you're just a display at the corner.

a display at the corner watching beef happening not so far from where you are, even so you could be able to hear them.

this isn't eavesdropping, you thought while listening to the pair argue.

a handsome lad with white hair and black highlights, the guy's same as your year but cooler. and a pretty woman who you don't care of, but seems like one of the people in your class.

” shinsuke.. i'm so sorry.. goodbye. ” the latter then walks out of the school gym.

” bland. ” you murmured beneath your breath before taking a bite of your biscuit, describing what had just happened. for what it seems like kita shinsuke getting dumped.

you shrugged and murmured once more, ” sucks for him. ” as you were about to eat the last piece of biscuit you took.

he then started walking to where you're sitting, you furrowed your eyes examining the figure getting nearer and nearer. his expression is gloomy, you felt the melancholic air surrounding him. sucks for him, you thought of again. you didn't bother him coming to you, after all you are beside the table with foods.

he just stood there, looking blankly at the stuff on the table, you felt bad for the man but also you wanted more biscuits since those are the only thing keeping you alive in this event.

you hand reached to a tray, grabbing 6 in your whole hand. your eyes widen in happiness, you took a glance at the man once more and caught him immediately looking away.

he just stood there, not even grabbing food or anything, he was a bit distant but he was the nearest person to you so you felt awkward, both of you do.

you didn't want the silence to keep going for you two, it's already making you uncomfy, so you decided to break it by speaking first. “ so.. your date? ”

kita darted his eyes, backing him out of his trance, “ o-oh.. uhm.. yes. ” he hesitated. “i mean, what happened to your date? ”

“ oh that? Let's just say something happened and now I'm alone. ”

without kita getting no food from the table, he walked to the vacant seat beside you, but before he sits he wants to make sure you're okay with it, so he whispers “ may i? ” you turned your dull face at him and slightly nodded, you're a little weary because of someone you don't fully know is sitting beside you, also after eating almost half of the biscuits on the table.

your face opposed him, you're getting uncomfy a second passes, but you didn't want to seem rude to the man, so you just sat there.

“ so, your date? ” kita asked sheepishly, continuing a conversation between the two of you.

“ oh.. well.. i don't have one— ” you replied, ending it with a chuckle of embarrassment. his hues immediately turned to you but you were unaware, considering you are faced the opposite as him. “ —I mean, i wasn't asked out. ”

before kita could speak you added “ I said i wasn't going but i did. ” once more.

you heard his response to your answer and it was just a simple, boring “ ahh.. ”

you also asked the same thing to the other, he let out a slow hum before answering.

“ did she dump you? ”

“ well.. no? i mean.. something urgent to her came up. i said she could go since that's more important than some dumb school event, so she left. ”

you replied the same thing that kita did earlier. “ ahh… ”

another segment of silence filled between the small area, not both of you can even think of a new conversation starter. the two of you are just awkwardly sitting beside each other, you barely even hear the music playing in the background, both of you are just mentally hearing cricket noises.

you looked at the students with stunning fits at the middle of the gym, having their own good time, “ aren't we just… lonely? ” you giggled by the end of your sentence, kita let out a short laugh. “ it is indeed. ”

some time later you and kita have been talking to each other for almost all the time, coming up with unfunny jokes here and there, introduced to each other also, of course. both of you were comfortable with each other even though you two met the very same night.

kita stood up and faced in front of you.

“ dance with me? ” his open hand slowly facing in front of you. because of this sudden action of his, you found not only what he did, but he himself attractive. your heart starting beating fast like it was in competitive racing. you unawaringly lift both the edge of your lip. you smiled blissfully, laid your hand on his, joyfully saying “ yes. yes you may. ”

a genuine smile plastered on his face. you couldn't describe how attractive his visage was, then again, you couldn't get it off your brain that everything about him became attractive.

he pulled you up and placed both his arms on your waist, wrapping both of your hands around his neck.

“ don't you want to dance in the middle? ” you asked, as the two of you started, slowly moved your feet.

the captain shrugged, “ i do not. i'm not the type of person to be in the spotlight. ”

though you two just met the very same night.

you would never forget how you two made one another, have the best night.

i hope we'd still act like this if ever we'd stumble upon each other again.

© howluvish 2020. please do not modify, edit, copy or reproduce any of the works published.

[yelenasdog]

bonnie and clyde (billy/4 x fem reader)

genre: angst

summary: there were five people at the funeral of billy jones. why did two, more specifically one, of them leave?

words: 1.3k

warnings: just vv sad my guy. literally no fluff i hate it here </3 mentions of death, billy’s funeral, and crying.

a/n: yo so idk if billy’s last name is jones but i saw someone on here refer to him as billy jones and i think it’s just bc of ben’s last name but anyway LMFAO. i for some reason couldn’t stop thinking abt this and so i wrote it (as one does fkefnkerjn). also y/n was not used so if u wanted to read this as an x another character or x an oc it would work as well. enjoy :)

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There were five people at the funeral of Billy Jones.

This was common knowledge who would listen long enough to hear the vigilante talk about the experience he had only seen from afar, his own heart growing tender during, or at any mention of, the moment.

But Billy always failed to explain the situation with a full grip, to its entire truth. As to why, most anyone could figure out.

He was afraid.

Afraid of getting her hurt, afraid of thinking of her for just a moment too long, afraid of his impulse driving him to get his ass right back up and go say he still loved her.

Four was afraid of a plethora of horrible scenarios that could occur if he let the truth about his funeral slide to anyone except One (which was bad enough that he had to know by default as it was).

And the irony of it all, was how miniscule and ineffective something like who had left his funeral early and as to why, would be to anyone else on the team.

Sure they all had their secrets that would seep into the pool that was their little family, Three’s mother, One’s lover, Two and Three’s infatuation with each other (though, that one wasn’t really a secret).

Not to mention, Four despised painting her in a bad light, allowing others to think for a fraction of a second that she didn’t leave because her already frail heart couldn’t handle to see her beloved’s name etched onto a gray stone in a patchy field of a horrible green, couldn’t handle the idea that their Bonnie and Clyde reminiscent days (minus the killing of 13 people, that is) had come to an end.

There were two people at the funeral of Billy Jones who left early.

The first? An old friend from his hometown.

He was a wealthy businessman now, having abandoned the life of pretty crime and rush of his youth. He showed up to Four’s not-so-celebration of life in an ashen tux with an obsidian tie and shiny oxfords, and barely a minute into the service he had begun checking his shiny Rolex, probably counting down the seconds until he would be considered late to some important meeting for whatever corporate hoax he was a part of to be able to stay afloat. How ironic.

Tick Tock, Tick Tock

The sound was like nails on a chalkboard to her, while the action itself felt like somewhat of a betrayal, even though Billy and the businessman hadn’t talked in years. It was a kind enough gesture that he had even come to begin with.

But she didn’t care.

Because before the service had even started, salty droplets were rolling down her reddened cheeks, dampening her hoodie, his hoodie, that she had coiled so tightly around herself and her limbs, almost like a corset.

So when the businessman turned to go after what could maybe have been a measly few minutes, she could barely control her anger.

But she did, for Billy. She sucked it up and stayed put, keeping her eyes trained to his mother who was now speaking, her striking emerald eyes also obviously wet. But in reality, Billy had wanted his former lover to turn around and smack that prick square in the face.

But then 4 took some time and realized that if it were the other way around and she had been dead, he could conjure in his mind how distressed he would be to where he would prefer to focus on wallowing in his sadness for her and her only, not be consumed by anger for some random fellow.

Billy truly wanted to leave One where he stood, wanted to run to where her shaking was escalating from ever so slightly to violently as could be, wrapping her in his strong arms she already missed. The strong arms that she believed should have kept him safe when he was dangling from that damned building with that damned necklace in his mouth.

The image could have been some renaissance painting with how beautiful he looked, even then, on the brink of what the world would know as the death of Billy Jones.

In fact, most of Billy’s and the girl’s adventures could be different renaissance paintings. Alive and free, bursting with vibrant colors and emotions that weren’t able to be captured with words, so rather, they were thrown on a canvas in what was somehow a meticulously put together flurry.

On that rainy day, the weather so fitting to what she had been feeling, she wished for nothing more than to somehow place herself back into those non-existent paintings, to even for a fraction of a second bask in his never ending love like some sort of oasis.

She wanted to run her fingers through his golden curls one last time, kiss his forehead goodnight one last time, to tell him she loved him more than anything in this universe, one last time.

But she didn’t, and she wouldn’t ever get to.

And her one final chance to say what she wanted him to hear, she had missed out on, as that’s when she had left.

It was long after the uptight man in the fitted suit, long after his crying mother had gone from where she was speaking up front, back to the shadows of her baby’s grim event that she should never have had been alive to see.

She had managed to drag herself halfway up to where his casket was sitting just above the ground, trying to not look at the box a second too long.

Rather, she pretended there was a pair of rose colored glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose, helping her pretend that this was all some big misunderstanding, that Billy was just pulling one of his infamous pranks.

He would pop out from behind the tent covering the few who stood with their feet shifting on the damp soil, or perhaps from the headstone of his very own grave. She would gasp or shriek and then smack his arm, lecturing him as he grabbed his chest, doubling over in laughter, the sound like music to her ears.

God, what she would do to hear that sound one more time.

Nevertheless, in the end he would stand up, and wipe her tears from her sweet face, pressing gentle kisses on either of her cheeks to rid her of that pout he hated to admit he loved. She would crack a small smile and he would punch a celebratory fist in the air at the gesture, leaving her to only shake her head at his antics. He would sling an arm around her shoulders, nustling close to her as they would exit the graveyard, never coming back until the inevitable day they both had lived their happiest and fullest lives together.

He would say “You know you love me.” And without a doubt, every time, she would say “Yeah, I do.”

But not this time.

This time, she would let her eyes wander to a tall tree just over the hill, slimming her puffy eyes. She rubbed them and did a double take, and swore that for a moment she had seen what looked like his figure next to one of someone she had never seen before.

And that’s when she left.

She let out an ugly sob, running as fast as her feet could take her to wherever that wasn’t there, the sound of her shoes against the cold ground muted, but the sound of her uneven breathing was anything but.

As for all she knew, it was her mind playing a cruel, cruel, trick on her. Or even her mind trying to give her some sort of closure to move on.

Whatever it was, though, was simply too much for her to process, too much to handle. So she had left, given up on what she didn’t know was her only chance to give a proper goodbye.

“You think she saw you?”

“I hope so.”

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we vibing w this?? i hope so hehe. WAIT PUN NOT INTENDED LMFAO I DID THAT PERIODT! anyway, have a wonderful day/night, and go drink water and eat protein, it’s all abt intention!! i love u! also if u have any questions abt this fic pls do lmk bc ik some of it was kinda weird! 

p.s., pls pls pls reblog this! this is my first ben related fic and ik when it’s ur first fic for a fandom they can flop so it would be very cool if y’all could help me out a lil bit :) either way ily, thank u! kk bye

xx hj

[rosiethots]

Okay ur harley/joker reddie au but from an outside perspective; do people think its weird that eddie calls this asshole ‘daddy’? Do people just turn a blind eye bc its easier if they don’t acknowledge the fact that the biggest crime boss in the city has a daddy kink? Are there tips on how to avoid eddie and his flirtiness so they dont like,,, die,,, at richies hands? On another note, what if someone else tried to call richie daddy w/o realizing eddie was right there. Im just,,, curious abt a lot

this is an incredible ask thank u so much

alright so a day in the life of a derry citizen, they are used to the Bullshit by now and have become pretty much desensitized to it. seeing this gorgeous boy draped over this fucking lunatic is unbelievable in the sense of How Did You Get Him???

but anyways !! a day in the life of a goon associated with richie and eddie is a lot more,,,,, interesting. because richie is a cold hearted motherfucker that shoots you between the eyes without even looking and then pulls out one of those courtesy Chinese menus and is like What Would Everyone Like For Lunch? the tiniest things can set richie off and there’s never any knowing of what it could be. one time a guys shoes squeaked and richie cut his feet off. so to watch this absolutely drop dead gorgeous creature not only look at this psychopath with heart eyes but also welcome himself into his lap like he owns the place?? everyone is holding their breath waiting for richie to pull a bullet in his brain but it Never Happens.

as for the daddy kink it’s not surprising. richie gets off to making people eat their own earlobes, being called daddy is extremely vanilla in comparison. now as for avoiding eddie? that shit is HARD

not only because he’s beautiful, but because there’s only a slim chance you’ll make it out of the situation alive. because flirting back was a sure way to get your balls cut off and shoved through your eye sockets. but rejecting eddie could lead to an upset eddie. and an upset eddie always had a seething richie not too far behind.

though the smartest of richie’s goons learned that when eddie flirted with you, it was a kiss of death and he Knew it. if eddie flirted with you, it’s because you did something He didn’t like. the goons that stuck around longest were only able to do so because eddie liked them. but if you pissed eddie off, you’d be getting a red kiss stain that wouldn’t be comjng off.

Now As For Someone Else Calling Richie Daddy

it happens Once because she’s a new dancer at the club and wants to get in on the riches (hehe) and also??? richie’s hot in a twisted way. so she shoots her shot. and the result? eddie shoots his shot and the janitors have to come removed the bullet riddled body while pointedly not making eye contact with eddie as he drools around richje’s cock

[ge]

hi so i started playing onmyoji because of you and i wanted to ask if you can give me any tips?? im at level 16 i think im doing well so far but since idk anyone who plays anything would help! sorry for bothering

HEHE YESS ok.. this got rlly long WHOOPS 

so first thing u shld do while ur at a low level is get a mentor.. when i started playing i just fucked around and didnt get a mentor until i was well into lvl 40.. a mentorship is where low lvl (15 to 45 i tihnk..) players can apply for an apprenticeship and level up fast while also getting rewards such as grade darumas and a random ssr once u finish ur apprenticeship.. u can find the mentor application icon in the right side of ur courtyard.. it shld look like this!

while under a mentor u are also lvling up ur friendship which, once it reaches a certain level, it unlocks the co-op feature that u can find by clicking the scroll at the bottom right hand side of ur screen > friends > co-op tab at the bottom right side of the pop up screen... there u can access ur friends powerful shikigami that u can use a limited amount of times daily to beat hard chapters/evo/soul zones, etc etc... if ur looking for a mentor i recently finished an apprenticeship w someone so im free to help out if ur interested ^__^ (my user is @.sneer [all lowercase] if u didnt already know hehe)

join a guild if you havent already! i tihnk it prompts you to join a guild when u first start playing i dont rmbr but a couple things to rmbr.. one. if ur guild has ‘15gq’ ‘100gq’ in its notice, gq means guild quest and u like.. HAVE to do those or else theyll kick u from the guild.. u can find the guild quests by going to ur guild, clikcing the shrine tab on the bottom right, and where it says GROUP QUESTS thats it! usually theyre basic things like submit grade four souls or evo materials but u shld definitely stack up on evo materials and souls so u dont run out.. so if ur guild says 100+gqs.... i wld suggest leaving that guild for a lighter gq guild.. 100+gq guilds are like.. big bad guilds who wanna rank in the top ten soo save urself the trouble.... TWO. ur realm! ur realm comes w ur guild so if ur kicked u cant access ur realm :( i think u already know what ur realm is and what it does so i will just say .. fuse ur low level realm cards.. SAVE UR DRUMS REALM CARDS.. if its a 1*, fuse it but if its 3*+... save that bad boy..

speaking of jade... SAVE IT.. jade and mystery talismans r like GOLD.. theyre rlly easy to get in the beginning of the game but they start getting super scarce when ur lvling up and r completing achievements.. usually when u get ten mystery amulets or 1k jade ur gonna think “oh what if i get an ssr out of this summon ooh” YOU WILL NOT.. this game HATES ur ass it hates u so much it hates ME it hates EVERYONE except lvl 60s who get new ssrs and shit on their first summon... ennieway.. random chance up events r stupid scams but chance up events featuring new shikigami are not... like the one thats going on right now for sp aoandon.. these r good events... random chance up events coming up out of no where is just netease being like ‘buy more jade we want ur money ugly idiot... stupid lmao’.. so yeah hoard ur amulets and jade AH ALSO IN THE MALL go to the mall and go to GENERAL.. youll see a package that says smth like 5 daily jade or smth that costs 666 jade.. BUY THAT itll give u 5 jade daily everyday.. it also stacks up so if ur not online for a couple days u wil be swimming in it baby...

oh god what else... click ur scroll on the bottom right and at the end next to collection youll see a tab that says TEAM.. thats a very useful helpful tab bc if u ever need help or want to join in on someone elses team for loot this is where u go.. when i started playing and i was farming for hiyoribo shards i always went to the system chat and clicked rlly fast on the hiyoribo shard zone hoping i cld get in ... i did that up until i was in my lvl 40s .. ur prbly smarter than me and alreayd know abt this tab but just felt like i needed to mention it just in case.........

SHARDS... if u get enough shards u can form a summoning pact w that shikigami.. demon seals are little side quests that pop up after youve completed a chapter/exploration and they come up randomly with a handful of different shikigami... but you can also access all of the demon seals from the TEAM tab i mentioned above.... demon seals only have a handful of shikigami though not all of them so dont expect to see like ssr demon seals lol also  some of the shikis u can farm from demon seals are VERY good.. ill touch on this later.. DEMON PARADE is another good way to collect shards.. in ur courtyard, click the town sign and the demon parade sign shld be the first thing u see! demon parade, unlike the demon seals, are chance thing, u might get the shards u want or u might not.. its kinda stupid... throwing beans around and shit.. itll give u a lineup of three shiki that u can choose from, if u hit the shiki u picked u get extra shards.. u might see some shiki in the parade w little lanterns over their heads, that just means they give more shards too nothing special

SHIKIGAMI... when ur looking at all of ur rare and sr shikigami ur probably thinking “this sucks these r all USELESS i want ssrs and sps >:(” well akchually... some of the best shiki in the game (for beginners especially) are rares and srs... shouzu (r), kamaitachi (sr), and hiyoribo (sr), are all farmable shikigami u can get from demon seals, if u havent summoned them already! yamausagi, a shiki u will see a LOT, is also a very easily summonable shiki so dont throw her away.. if u have duplicates of the same shiki u can PROMOTE THEM and it will level up one of their skills, just like a skill daruma! (DONT waste ur skill darumas they are soo valuable.. only use them on the shiki u use the most and want to lvl up skills on).. lvling up the skills on ur shiki increases their power and adds perks and makes them over all.. very sexy..

EDIT: added in this list of easy farmable beginners shikigami that u want to keep and build (refer to list BENEATH this one for list of roles)

kujira (sr) support

yamausagi (r) puller

shouzu (r) unique/shield **DEMON SEAL**

hiyoribo (sr) healer/revive **DEMON SEAL**

kusa (r) healer/dps

samurai x (r) cc

momo (sr) healer/revive

ushi no toki (r) unique

kamikui (r) pusher

oitsuki (sr) orbs

komatsu (sr) cc

kamaitachi (sr) puller **DEMON SEAL**

all shikigami have a certain role and its very important u know which shiki is which bc sometimes if u use them wrong u can mess up ur entire team.. here are all of the roles and some shiki examples:

dps: dps stands for ‘damage per second’ but it can also be used as a noun to describe a shikigami that is damage focused (ex. kuro mujou, momiji, hangan, mio)

cc: stands for ‘crowd control’. ccs have the ability to limit the number of enemies actively fighting during an encounter giving u the advantage (ex. enma, yuki onna, yumekui, samurai x)

pusher: pushes the enemies move bar back, giving u the advantage of going first (ex. kamikui)

puller: basically the same thing as pusher. pulls the ally move bar forward (ex. kamaitachi, yamausagi)

shield: shiki that provides a shield of some sort to protect allies without the use of souls (ex. ichimokuren, shiro)

heal: self explanatory (ex. sakura, hana)

revive: healer types with the ability to revive players w a cooldown. not all healers are revives (ex. hiyoribo, momo)

support: self explanatory.. supports allies (ex. miketsu, kujira, bake-kujira)

unique: shiki w unique abilities that cant be placed under labels (ex. hakuzosu, ushi no toki)

orbs: shiki that supply orbs to ur team (ex. aoandon, zashiki, oitsuki)

counter: shiki that counters after an enemy attack (ex. mannendake, vampire)

AND FINALLYYYYYY how to build ur shiki... while doing explorations u get free little souls.. in the beginning this will be ok since ur just starting off but actually each shiki has a perfect soul that makes them work the best.. now there are too many souls for me to actually list so as a parting gift to this entirely too long onmyoji cheat sheet, i will leave u this SHIKIGAMI BUILD GUIDE made by the nura clan.. it lists EVERY shikigami w the perfect soul for them, what role they play, and how to build them.. i touched on their roles a little bit above but i cldnt list everything so heres this.. i use it like everyday when building new shiki its sooo helpful

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1zZoMPfuA1plomt6Kq077Q9CZ3mD_0ThYzF_tIUyf28M/edit#gid=824193257

ANYWAY.. I TIHNK IM DONE.. I HOPE THIS WASNT A COMPLETE UNINTELLIGIBLE MESS... if u need clarification for anything pls ask i feel like i mashed up a bunch of words together and called it a day.. ummmm so yeah :) theres probably..... stuff... i might be missing but if theres smth specific u want to know about JUST ASK!!!!!!!!! im always looking for new omj friends...

[fullmetalscullyy]

Hello, I saw your post about being open for prompts and I had an idea about havocs gf in Central being Rebecca after all before they get relocated, could be angsty as hell, so if this might vibe with you... Just a thought

aaaah thank you sm!! this was a fun one bc i’ve not written havolina in a long time! thank u for getting me back into it with this wonderful idea hehe 💖 i hope you enjoy this lil sprinkle of angst  

Jean closed his front door with a dejected sigh. Movement came from inside his apartment, so he knew she was already here. His eyes closed briefly, an attempt to collect his thoughts and steel himself for the upcoming conversation. It would be hard as hell.

“Hey,” Rebecca greeted him, popping her head into the hallway to offer him a beautiful smile.

Turning, he hid his forlorn look and paused, taking in her bright expression upon seeing him and the way her dark hair tumbled over her shoulder. An apron clung to her body and was dotted with red splashes of sauce. She was in the middle of cooking them dinner.

Jean’s chest tightened but he forced a smile through it, returning her greeting.

“I’ll be back in a few,” he stated. One of his hands lifted to grasp her waist lightly as he pecked her cheek. “I’m going to get changed.”

Rebecca said nothing but he could feel her eyes on him as he left her in the doorway to his kitchen.

“Okay…” She knew something was off, but then again he’d never been perfect at hiding his emotions. By God, did he try, but when it hurt this much it was hard.

Changing out of his uniform took far longer than it should have, mainly because once he’d changed, Jean sat down on his bed and didn’t move for ten minutes or so. He just stared at his bedroom wall, trying and failing miserably to come up with the words he needed to tell Rebecca he was being transferred away.

They were in the Academy together with Riza. The two of them had hit it off right from the start and he’d been smitten with her for years. They’d fooled around more than once… Multiple times. It was all fun and games though. Nothing serious. Not friends with benefits but not a relationship. It was casual, which suited them both, but recently Jean had realised that he didn’t want to be casual anymore. Neither did she.

For a few months they’d had something resembling a relationship. It was budding but it had been beautiful. That was also when Jean Havoc realised he’d fallen for Rebecca Catalina years ago but had never admitted it to himself. Even after fooling around and she’d dozed off, Jean had been content just to watch Rebecca sleep for a while and marvel at her features. He’d stroke her face and press a kiss to her forehead, a ritual of his after every night together in each other’s bed, then fall asleep.

And now, after finally coming together, they were being ripped apart.

“Jean?”

He blinked and returned to the present, finding Rebecca’s face right in front of his. She looked wary and worried at why he wasn’t moving, just staring into space in his bedroom. Shit!

“What’s wrong?” she asked. Her voice was even and controlled as she tried to discover the root of his suffering.

The words froze in his throat. If he voiced them aloud then it would become a reality. And he really didn’t want to leave her to go to Central.

“Come on,” she urged gently. Rebecca’s hands grasped his biceps and nudged him to stand from the bed. “Dinner’s almost ready.”

“Rebecca,” he whispered as emotion clouded his voice. Damn it! Don’t lose it now!

“Dinner is almost ready,” she repeated. One corner of her mouth quirked up. “I’m known as a shit cook and I don’t want to add any more fuel to that fire by burning our food.”

“I – I have to tell you something –” Jean was standing now, turning to face her as she gently but firmly made him walk out of the room.

“Later,” she promised. “Dinner first.”

“I can’t –” he started to argue. He couldn’t sit there in an uncomfortable silence because the weight of what had happened to him that day was hanging over him.

“You’re not the only one who works at Eastern Headquarters,” she reminded him softly.

A pained look crossed her face and Jean froze. She already knew.

“When a you, up and coming officer like Mustang gets promoted to Central, news travels fast,” she explained.

Rebecca walked around Jean to re-enter his kitchen. She busied herself over the stove as she turned dials and began to dish up.

“So, you already know?”

Rebecca nodded. Jean could tell by the set of her shoulders that she wasn’t happy about the news and that made things even worse. This was hurting her.

“We’re going to sit down to dinner. Have you washed up?”

Jean stared at her, watching her move. Why wasn’t she more upset about this? Or angry?

“Rebecca –”

“Have you washed up?” she asked, her tone more forceful than before.

Jean nodded. “Yes.”

“Then come and help me dish up the food.”

It smelled delicious and his stomach rumbled loudly, but it also twisted painfully, affecting his appetite.

“We are going to sit down to dinner,” Rebecca stated as she lifted her own plate and gestured for him to sit at his table. “Because I put far too much time and effort into it for us not to. Then,” she added, taking a deep breath. “We can talk about it. Although I don’t really know what there is to talk about. It’s going to happen and that’s a fact. Regardless, you clearly want to.” Her eyes lifted to meet his once she was seated. “So, we can,” she smiled.

“I don’t want to leave you,” Jean whispered. His food was forgotten before him, which truly was a crime because like Rebecca said, she’d spent time on this for him. No, for them. She’d made them dinner and had it ready for him coming home from work. He’d never had a girlfriend who’d put such an effort in before. They mostly just wanted to order in or expected him to cook instead. Rebecca had gone out of her way to make them something from scratch, and he found it to be a lovely gesture.

“I know,” she admitted quietly as she took a bite of her food.

“I tried…” he trailed off. “I tried to ask if you could come too but…”

“That would never happen,” Rebecca finished.

“No,” Jean conceded glumly.

“Well, we’ll just have to make the most of the time we have left,” she reasoned, her voice determined. Glancing up at him, she gestured towards him with her fork. “Eat,” she prompted. “Please.”

Jean picked up his fork and took a bite just to appease her, but found it was very tasty. He took another.

“Is that what you want?” Jean asked as he swallowed thickly.

“Want?” Rebecca frowned.

“Well, I mean, you don’t have to stay if you don’t want to –”

“I’m not going to let you finish that thought,” she interrupted.

“Why?”

“Because of course I want to stick around!” Rebecca exclaimed. “How could you think I wouldn’t?”

“Because…” Jean floundered. “I don’t know,” he admitted. He dropped his eyes to his plate. “I just wanted to give you an out,” he mumbled. “In case you wanted it.” His shoulders rounded in on themselves as he tried to hide from the painful feelings creeping in his chest. He had to give her that chance just in case she wanted it. He’d never ask her to wait around and wouldn’t expect it either. She was smart, quick-witted, and absolutely gorgeous. Rebecca was way out of his league, so he had to give her a chance to leave. He was nothing special to pine over.

Rebecca stood from her chair. She knelt beside him and took his face gently in between her hands. His head was turned to face her. “Of course I want to stay. I love you, Jean. And I’m willing to see this through if that’s what you want.”

“See this through?” he echoed, feeling something like hope creep up his chest, dousing the fire of some of the pain already residing there.

Rebecca nodded. “Absolutely. We have phones. We have letters. God, that would be so romantic,” she winked. “And we have annual leave. Central isn’t a million miles away from here,” she reminded him gently. “There’s trains. I will absolutely come visit.”

Jean wrapped his arms around her tightly. “I love you,” he whispered.

Rebecca gripped onto the back of his t-shirt tightly. “I love you too. I’m not going to give you up this easily, Jean Havoc!”

He pulled away, cupping her cheek lightly. “What did I ever do to deserve you?”

“Did you expect me to leave?”

He nodded, somewhat nervous. “It’s a lot of effort, long distance.”

“You’re worth it,” Rebecca promised.

Jean pulled her in tight again, but his face was a grimace. Despite having her on board and willing to try a long-distance relationship, it would still be hard. He didn’t know when they’d be leaving yet, so Rebecca was right. He had to make sure every moment counted. He would ensure he cherished every little moment they had left together, because after the move he had no idea when he’d see her in person again.

i know he goes on to “date” lust but ehhhh let’s call it undercover dating bc this is cute uwu (makes things even angstier tho bc he’d probably tell rebecca abt it to get the ok from her… oh boy, more relationship angst!)

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This is the beginning of a long ask bc i have so much to say! I found your tonight MLT randomly but as soon as i realised you were the author of MOTH i had to follow you immediately. You make the most amazing intriguing fanfics i have ever seen and MLT is one of the best examples. I am in luv w the fic you don’t understand. I come to your page almost everyday to see other’s questions, your answers, your announcements and even get happy when you get complements YOU DESERVE THEM 🥰🥰 okay let’s get into the matter now. Yoongi is my ultimate bias wrecker and when i tell you MLT is breaking my heart i mean it 😭😭 why is he so complicated. Oc really out here giving him chances when i would give him the middle finger every time he opened his mouth bc of the way he treats her. It’s so obvious they both love each other but yoongi UUURRGH. The last update gave me so much hope i just want them to be happy 😭😭 pls rain stop breaking my heart (PLS CONTINUE I love the pain 🤪) Also going back to 2nd chapter you mentioned oc has rumours about her being a whore. I was hopping you would expand on that. Does yoongi know? If so what does he think? I mean he removed all concubine from the rooms close to him so it was obvs that some rumours would start but to the extent the king would hear? Also don’t the advisors be on his neck for not looking for a queen? Or to have an heir? You said she is from the a lower status in the series but is there a way yoongi can make her a concubine? I want them to be together so much but so far I can’t see how😭😭😩 Lastly you said the fic will have 45 parts. If by any chance you have to leave tumblr for whatever reason (many of my favs left bc of the fandom and to take care of their mental healthbc of tumblr. Feel free to do so if needed you should put yourself first before anyone!!) do you think you might end it short, leave it unfinished or finish the series completely and then leave? I get extremely anxious whenever i start a new series on a big page bc ik they get stressed out bc of the hate, deadlines and trying to cope w outside life and life in social media so they end up disappearing without finishing them and i get worried something happened to them or they are having a hard time so pls take care of yourself especially now more than ever ❤️-🐬

hi babe this is such a sweet ask 😭💗 i will put my answer under a cut so i don’t clog dashes!

wahhh seriously i’m so glad that this blog is a space that makes you WANT to come back so often. i’ve never really run any type of blog like this (or at least never on this level) before i joined tumblr & i’m delighted to have found a space here. everyone’s questions are so fascinating & i love answering!!!!

hahah yes, i think an inherant part of my interest in historical fiction is all the regulations/rules that result in SO MUCH PINING. i love yearning, and MLT is no exception. RE: your questions... some of them will be addressed in the series so i won’t spoil them now hehe. but i will mention that in december 1868, Yoongi removed the concubines that “remain” from Hamhwadang Hall. maybe think about the implications of that word 👀 though it won’t be too clear until... probably after drabble 16. normally, OC could not be made an official concubine because of her/her mother’s rank, but we’ll see how the story shapes up, hm? ;)

& thank u for worrying abt me! the chances of me leaving Tumblr before the series is done is very low, but i can't promise that the series will be uploaded on a weekly basis until. my motivation wanes as the school year goes on so we'll have to see ;; but i made a commitment to start it so i'm determined to finish it! i've actually never gotten any anon hate on this blog before, which makes me so happy that this can be a kind space, so you don't have to worry abt my leaving bc of that. more like i lose motivation altogether 😅 but kind comments like this charge me right up!!! if, in the worst case scenario, smth does happen, i'll probably make a post detailing how the story would have ended. so at least u would know how it would have gone!

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      ♡ . *   [   madelyn cline, cis female, she/her   ] ⁠— * oh, here comes DELILAH ABBOTT  !  the twenty-two year old libra is often referred to as the luminary. people say they have a tendency to be sententious and opinionated, but from what i’ve seen, they can be vivacious and devoted too. when they walk by, you’ll probably hear give you my lovin by mazzy star playing out of their headphones, but they’re also associated with chewing bubblegum after lunch, signing love letters with a kiss, & collecting music boxes. i hear they’re a waitress and studying women’s studies & want to become a social worker when they’re older, but who knows what will become of ‘em  !

        hey, everyone  !!  my name is diana, i am twenty years old, use she/her pronouns and reside in the est timezone  !!  some fun facts ( not really ) abt me: i’m a libra sun with a virgo moon and aquarius rising, i have 3 cats, i love film and jane austen :) i am suuuuper excited to be part of this group, ily all already and all ur muses are amazing <3 hehe i’ll be coming to u all for plots now asap :’) but anyway, without further ado, u can read abt my muse delilah under the cut  !!!

♡ . *    𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔    !

full name : delilah lane abbott

nickname(s) : lila ( she goes by this ), dee ( by family and close friends )

age : twenty-two

zodiac : libra sun, taurus moon, pisces rising ( click )

sexuality : bisexual

alignment : neutral good

pinterest : click

♡ . *    𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅    !    ( alcoholism & substance abuse tw )

delilah was born on a crisp autumn night, october 15th, 1970, to be exact. she was born in a tiny apartment in the middle of a college party. delilah’s birth mom was extremely young ( high school age ) when she got pregnant, and wasn’t sure who the father was. she came from a wealthy family, but ran away when she realized she was pregnant

her  birth  mother  also  struggled  with  alcoholism  and  substance  abuse.  those  close  to  her  did  their  best  to  make  sure  she  wasn’t  using  any  of  these  substances  during  her  pregnancy,  but  she  snuck  a  few  drinks  and  pills  here  and  there  whenever  she  got  the  chance

after giving birth to delilah, things only got worse. she continued drinking and using drugs more than ever before, often times neglecting her baby. she attempted to raise her baby with her boyfriend, who was much older than her, but he ultimately was no help and only there for a good time. delilah lived with her birth mom the first three ( almost four ) years of her life

finally, her birth mom’s parents tracked her down and discovered she had a child. once they saw the conditions she was living in, they told her she needed to put delilah up for adoption before the state took her away. so that is exactly what she did, and has been in and out of rehab ever since

delilah was adopted around a year later. at this point, she was nearly 5. she was extremely happy and felt so grateful to be adopted. while in the foster care system, she had met a lot of older kids who had been there for years

delilah’s family was so loving and welcoming, she truly could not have asked for more. 3 years later, they adopted jude and delilah became a big sister  !!!  she is extremely protective over her sister, she would literally do anything for her :’) and their parents clearly loved kids, since their basement also became the hangout spot for everyone

( donna and i are still plotting out the details about their family, but it’s only them and their mom now o: )

lila had to grow up pretty fast, so she always much more responsible and mature for her age. still, despite everything, she always maintained an optimistic outlook on life. she loves life and the people in hers so much, she just has so much love to spread  !!!!

delilah developed a passion for feminism at a young age, thanks to her mother. she would literally print out feminist readings and pass them out at lunch in high school. she’d also give speeches about feminism at school. some people disliked her for it, saying she was too opinionated and stuff, but it never stopped her. she also pretty much always knew she wanted to be a social worker

♡ . *    𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚    !

delilah always sees the best in people. although she acknowledges that everyone has flaws, she’s the type of person who doesn’t like to give up on anyone. she will support you even through your darkest times, and try to help you see the light

she is so protective of her friends and family, like will truly do anything to see them safe and happy. she just wants to remind everyone that they are loved and supported

she LOVES people soooooo much  !!!  she is extremely extroverted, literally a social butterfly who tries to befriend literally everyone ajskdhkdh

delilah dislikes conflict, so she is often playing peacemaker, whether in her home life or with her friend group. she wants everyone to get along, but be able to talk to their differences to come to some sort of common ground. however, sometimes this means shes sticking her nose in other people’s business

she is obsessed with love  !!!!  like this girl literally falls in love 5 times a day with a stranger on the bus, the coolest celebrity on tv, the girl that sits next to he in class, etc. i think she is definitely a relationship person, because she’s a nurturer and wants to be there for people. however, i think sometimes she gets caught up in the fairy tale of it all. like she wants to be in love so bad, sometimes she rushes into things or idealizes the situation in her head, so things might not exactly work out

delilah isn’t very open with her emotions. she mostly keeps them to herself, because she doesn’t want anyone to have to worry about her or anything. she tries to deal with everything herself mostly

she sees the beauty in everything, which is like partially because she’s a huge optimist. she also cannot resist pretty things. she once bought a pink guitar from a thrift store because she thought it was pretty, even though she has no idea how to play. however, she wants to learn, especially because she loves to sing ( this bitch is literally always humming )

is almost always the designated driver. she doesn’t really drink or smoke too often, and when she does, it’s during social situations. but she wants her friends to have all the fun they want and know they have someone they can count on to get them home safely. but btw she is an extreme lightweight LMFAO

some other little headcanons / tidbits about her

♡ . *    𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅  𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔    !

adventure buddy - someone who goes on little adventures with her and is always down to experience and try new things  !!!

ride or die / best friend - the person she is closest to ( aside from jude ). literally her platonic soulmate, the person who understands her the most, the person she understands the most

unlikely friends - they’re so different, you’d never expect them to be good friends. but for some reason, it just works. they click  !!  maybe they’re always introducing each other to new things, like showing each other their interests and stuff

ex-fling / gf / bf - maybe they ended on weird terms, maybe they ended on good terms, maybe they still have lingering feelings or sexual tension, etc. we can plot however  !!

unrequited crush - maybe delilah has a crush on ur muse. she is constantly falling for people so it wouldn’t be unlikely  !!  OR ur muse could have a crush on her and she’s oblivious to it

requited crush - they both like each other, but maybe they’re both too scared to make a move, or maybe they’re ready to like try going out, we can plot however  !!

friends w benefits - someone she is currently seeing / sleeping with. could be no strings attached, or there could b some feelings there. maybe they don’t want to make it anything serious, or maybe they’re ready to take it to the next level. maybe one person is ready to go further, and the other isn’t

enemies w benefits - ok not actually enemies, since they’re all friends and delilah doesnt rly hate anyone ( only racist, sexist, homophobic, etc kinds of ppl ). but maybe they don’t exactly see eye to eye, so imagine the tension  !!!  they started out not getting along that well, but ended up hooking up. maybe it was a one time thing, or maybe they can’t stop going back to each other. maybe they’re keeping it a secret from everyone else

will they, won’t they -  there’s feelings between them, but they haven’t made the plunge to pursue whatever they have. longing, yearning, lingering glances PLS  !!!  they have chemistry, but maybe the timing has always been off  ??

flirtationship - they flirt constantly, but nothing serious has come out of it and maybe never will. maybe they have good chemistry, but have never tried to explore it further, or don’t want to ruin their friendship. or maybe they flirt and think it’s a joke, but really it’s like a haha jk....unless  ?  type situation AKSJJKSD

ex-close friends - someone she used to consider a best friend, but they had a falling out for whatever reason. maybe they want to re-kindle their friendship but don’t know how, or they’re just accepting of the distance between them

take care / taken care of - ok so delilah doesnt drink or smoke a lot, but when she does, she is an extreme lightweight. maybe ur muse looks after her when she’s under the influence  ?  also  !!!  someone she looks after a lot. like she tries to take care of all her friends, but maybe she especially wants to take care of ur muse and has a soft spot for them  !!!

confidant - someone who confides in her or someone she confides in, or they confide in each other  !!!  they trust each other, and maybe they talk more in private. delilah isn’t very open about stuff, but she confides in ur muse maybe

bad influence - delilah hasn’t done a lot of bad or crazy things in her life, so i’d luvvvvv for a bad influence plot  !!  someone who gets her to do things she never would do otherwise. someone who can show her a fun time  !!

good influence - someone she can be a good influence on, someone she brings out the best in, maybe someone she rly cares about and wants to look after to make sure they’re ok  !!

diner days - she’s a waitress, maybe ur muse always shows up during her shifts to keep her company and get free milkshakes  !!  someone who helps her pass the time while she’s working

these are all the plot ideas i can think of for now, but i’ll be making a plots page later on and add more stuff  !

finally, that is all !! i’m so sorry about how long this is, i ramble so much sometimes !!! but anyway, if u like this post i’ll hit u up on discord ( if u don’t i’ll still message u <3 ). if u prefer tumblr im’s for plotting tho, just let me know <3 i’m sooo excited to rp with u all aaahhh i can’t wait  !!!!

my discord:  blackpink is coming <333333#5522