#it can only get better from here <3 unless they somehow managed to make them even worse

[fallingdownhell]

May I request Zhongli, Itto, Kaveh and Cyno with an s/o who's got crazy good luck? They could win any challenge or game presented to them, never get hurt (to badly), and are always making loads of cash (somehow).

I can imagine at least one of those characters getting jealous over something like this.. Characters Included: Itto; Cyno; Zhongli; Kaveh Content: gender neutral reader; established relationship; crack??; some fluff and comedy; nothing too serious here, just some funny headcanons Word count: 942 words Have fun with this<3

Itto

the man, the myth, the legend himself..

he gets SO incredibly jealous. When he challenges you jokingly at first, and you keep winning against him..

His pride is on the line here, okay?

you win a match of TCG against his amazing deck? That's fine, he can always challenge you for another round

but when you keep on winning and winning, he gets more and more desperate with each passing round

okay, screw TCG. How about a beetle fight? He's sure to win this, no doubt about it!

...what do you mean he lost again?

he's heartbroken. Will fall to the ground in disbelief. Have the gods truly forsaken him now?

a little drama queen about it, but it wouldn't be the Itto you know and love if he wouldn't act like this

still, you do feel a bit bad about it. To the point where you decide to only do the bare minimum and let him win against you, so he'll cheer up again

when he does win, his spirit is back up again immediately, bloating about his superior victory for the rest of the day. Like, seriously, he won't shut up about it anymore

unless someone were to mention all his previous losses, then he's back to sulking again

however, the next day, all is forgiven and forgotten again

Cyno

one night, after dinner, he was talking about his new deck in TCG when you decided to ask him if he could teach you how to play

immediate sparkles in his eyes as he gets all excited and pulls out a new set of cards for you. He's been waiting for this day to come!

takes his time to explain the rules to you and helps you build your deck. If you ask him questions, he answeres them paitently

then comes the time for your first duel. Even though you are his partner and it's your first ever match, he doesn't plan to go easy on you. Well, maybe a bit, but he still will take this match very seriously

But when you end up winning against him, he's dumbfounded. How did you manage to do that?

He'd quietly mumble something about beginners luck, then challenges you to a rematch. This time, he plans to go all out

...and he looses again

now thourougly confused, he's looking at his cards like he might find the answer in them, while you are laughing your ass off. Your stomach hurts from all the laughing, but you can't calm down. Cyno's just so cute when he looks so shaken up

it's a mystery to him, how you could win against him, despite him having the better cards, the better deck and obviously having more expierence playing the game

in the end, he does swallow down his pride and congratulates you to your win, though he will work his deck over and challenge you again at a later point in time

Zhongli

as an adventurer, it is unavoidable that people get injured every now and then. It's just a risk that comes with the profession

and yet, Zhongli has never seen an injury on you more severe than a cut and maybe some darker bruises

don't get him wrong, he's glad that you're not getting hurt all the time. It's just that your stories and the results don't match up most of the time

"And get this. Then, a huge rockfall comes falling down in our direction! Can you imagine that?" "Darling, that's very serious. How did you manage to avoid that?" "I don't know. Guess I just got lucky. I only got hit my a small one on the head, but it wasn't even big enoug to give me a concussion, so all's good!"

"I almost fell down a cliff today!", "A group of Ruin hunters attacked us today!", "We got locked in a cave, but luckily, they were connected to other caves, so we got out no problem."

almost every other day, you come home with a similar story and every time, Zhongli questions just how much luck one single human can possess to come out mostly unharmed every single time

still, every time you set out for work, he can't help but worry about you. What if one day, your luck runs out on you? You reassure him that you're careful, but it does little to appease his mind when you come home with yet another tale to tell...

Kaveh

Kaveh isn't one for gambling, never has been and never will be. Though, he knows that you like to induldge from time to time, so when you invite him to come along with you, he agrees

and then he witnesses you winning each and every game you partake in. Doesn't matter how rigged the games might be, you make it look so simple

with a huge grin on your lips, your arms raise into the air as you declare your victory one again, and he's left dumbfounded

when he catches a quiet moment, he can't help but ask you about it

"I don't know. I just always had really good luck when it comes to those type of games.", would be your nonchalant explanaition

now he gets why you don't go out to play more often. You'd get banned from every single location if you were to do this regularely

Going home from a place like this with such a massive win.. he's too stunned to speak, but nonetheless very impressed and proud of you for it

will accompany you more often when you want to go out to gamble again, just to see your excited and joyful expression again

[calcifiedunderland]

Mirror, Mirror, Speak to Me~

or, Encounters of a Disney-aware Prefect ft. Vil Schoenheit

Part 1 (here), Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Hiii this is my first fic in a while, hope you like it I’m totally not nervous ahaha

SFW, no warnings. Please enjoy~

Reader is Prefect/Yuu, uses they/them pronouns.

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This was the fourth time today that Vil had to remind himself to relax his brow, before he got wrinkles.

First, he woke up and saw a brand new, bright red dot in the very middle of his forehead, undoubtedly thanks to stressing out over meeting you today. After he heaped on concealer and foundation to cover the nasty thing, his new heels he’d just bought snapped off just as he was about to leave the dorm. Third, while he was trying to put on a new pair of heels, some graceless first year slammed into him. They only spilled their alchemy potion homework over his carefully picked outfit that you would’ve undoubtedly complimented him, and also faceplanted his makeup all over the wall.

And now there was a smear of his carefully-applied makeup on the wall, his nose hurt, and his ego was about to shatter.

And fourth, but worst of all, he now had to stand you up because of some impromptu dorm head meeting. You, who had to deal with him and his antics during VDC. And his stupid jealousy of Neige. And his training regimen for the crew. And not to mention his overblot-

The two of you couldn’t pass a day without arguing in your dusty Ramshackle living room. Even still, it felt like aeons ago when he was nagging you about something-or-other, and you were yelling back. You were infuriating, but somehow it was nice to finally meet someone who didn’t see Vil Schoenheit the actor, world-class supermodel, and housewarden for Pomefiore. Someone who challenged him despite his authority and skill, someone who questioned him. Somehow, you pushed him to be better than he was already, but only after his overblot did he realize what you’d done for him.

And somewhere along the way, he started liking your presence, after you two warmed up to each other. Little things, like asking for your help in film club, to managing Epel, brought you closer. Until it finally came to taking you on a day-trip to his father’s movie set in the Shaftlands on a not-date date. Taking you out was the least he could do. He was taking you out to show you how film-making is done. And after he’d take you shopping. And maybe you’d notice the nice shade of red lipstick he’d bought and his eyeshadow to make his eyes pop and you’ll compliment him and you’ll tell him the things he wanted to hear from you oh-so badly—

He pinched the bridge of his nose, just as Epel poked his head into his room, dressed in his Spelldrive gear.

“Hey Vil, Rook wanted me to get you for the dorm meeting.” Vil stood and walked with him, meeting Rook at the hall of mirrors. His vice housewarden smiled at him.

“Bonjour mon roi, I see you’re as elegant as ever!” Vil’s brow twitched as Rook smiled innocently at him, reading him immediately. “Shall we head off? Afterwards, you can meet sa tricksteur for your little get-together.”

“Ya mean f’r his date?” Epel’s eyes widened as Vil glared at him, “I’m merely showing the prefect how film-producing is done. Besides, I haven’t seen my father since winter break, and unless you want to help me direct and edit the next movie in the Film Club-“

“You needn’t take the prefect all the way to the Shaftlands just to teach them about movie-making,” Rook pointed out, “you could just teach them. And isn’t your father’s set very close to some shopping centers you mentioned you wanted to take them to?”

Rook’s eyes narrowed and he smiled deviously. “You’re wearing your Tenebrés heels from monsieur mastermind and the lipstick the trickster said they liked on you. Not to mention, your pupils widened when you mentioned them.” Rook leaned in, grin widening. “Is visiting your father all you will be doing? ”

Epel smirked at Vil’s blank expression, adding “‘n when did they start bein’ prefect an’ not potato?”

Vil’s face felt hot. “Let’s go, Rook.”

———

Vil’s going to be late.

You frowned at your phone, staring at the message.

Good morning (y/n), the headmaster called for a quick housewarden meeting. It shouldn’t take too long, I sincelerelt apologize for the delay. I’ll be there soon.

-V.S.

You sighed and pushed open the doors of to the Mirror Chamber. You’d agreed to meet Vil here and take the Mirror to the Shaftlands after getting permission from Crowley, but you didn’t even see the message until now. And now you had time to kill until Vil arrived.

The Mirror Chamber looked strange while it was empty. The room was lit by the ever-burning green flame torches, but it still looked ominous. Probably thanks to the big-ass mirror with a face looming in front of you.

You looked at it. You vaguely remembered your life before NRC, barely a few months ago but still hazy to your memory. You remember crouching in front of a television, watching an animated movie with jaunty music play.

A black-haired girl in a blue and yellow dress singing to a well. A man with a feather in his cap, brandishing a dagger and a wooden box. A beautiful woman with a crown and a black cape sneering at her, then with a flourish of her robes marching to…

A mirror?

You frowned, plopping in front of the mirror. The dark voids of its ‘eyes’ stared emptily. She said something to the mirror. Mirrors can talk? What did she say to it?

Your head hurt as you remembered the dreams you had leading up to Vil’s overblot. That woman looked too much like the Fairest Queen. But that mirror can’t be the same.

What did she say to the mirror?

You thought for a long moment, then mumbled awkwardly “Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?”

The Mirror loomed silently, not even regarding you. Well, you thought, the mirror isn’t really on a wall. It’s… floating?

Something about your wording still didn’t feel right. You shut your eyes and laid on the floor, trying to remember the Queen’s words.

Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?

That sounded right, but you’d have to reword it to be true. You thought for a moment, then spoke slowly, “Magic mirror in front of me, who would the fairest of them all be?”

The Mirror remained silent, and you laughed to yourself, “of course the mirror wouldn’t talk, it was just some drea-“

“Eyes bright as the starry sky,” the Mirror intoned,

“Heart kind as the mountain tall.

Mind broad as the clouds are high,

Thou, (y/n), are fairest of them all.”

Congrats, Mirror. You broke the (y/n).

How the fuck did you get the mirror to speak to you? You thought it only spoke to the headmaster that was just a stupid rhyme from my dream why did that-

Your mouth felt dry. Why did that work?

You stared at the Mirror. Now it’s void-like eyes seemed to look back at you and regard you. Not just a magicless prefect now, huh?

Was that just a dream? Was that just a movie you watched when you were younger? Five different dreams relating to Seven couldn’t be a coincidence. Why did it feel like you knew those stories? Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy???

Your mouth opened but before you could speak, your phone buzzed at your thigh. You flicked your screen and picked up the call, swallowing thickly and tried to act as if a Mirror didn’t call you fairest-of-them-all while you talked to the dude who overblotted over it.

“H-hey Vil, the meeting ended?”

Vil walked as fast as he could, heels clicking. “Yes, I’m heading to the Mirror Chamber,” he flicked open a compact mirror with his other hand, “have you been waiting long? I’m sorry.” Yes. His makeup stayed pristine.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll see you soon,” you hung up just as Vil swung the door open. You smiled at him. Was his makeup more on-point today?

“Ready to go?” He offered you his arm, which you took. “Yeah…” you regarded the mirror again. It stared blankly into the distance. Vil seemed to notice your stare, and he smiled sadly.

“You know, I think you’d like the Shaftlands,” he said softly, “where I grew up. The mountains where Jack and I used to play are beautiful. The sky is clear, and when the Aurora appears, it’s breathtaking. Jack and I used to cloud watch too,” he chuckled at the memory while you reeled from what the Mirror told you. Vil noted your arm tightening on his, and he patted you, “don’t be nervous. You’ll like it.”

That’s not why I’m nervous, you smiled at him, calming yourself. “I’m excited, don’t worry.”

With that, he turned to the Mirror and in a voice as authoritative as the Queen in your dream, said “Take us to the Shaftlands.”

The glass swirled and as you stepped into the cobblestoned streets of the Shaftlands, you pushed your encounter to the back of your mind. After all, your own Queen needed all your attention now. <3

Besides, what could some dusty old mirror know?

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Hi!! i hope this wasn’t too ooc, I had this idea for a while and the twst brain rot is real so I thought I’d write it. Likes and reblogs are appreciated, id love to know what you guys think 😄✨

I plan to do a pts 2 and 3 with rook and epel, stay tuned :3

[heiayen]

helping you cheat on an exam - various x reader

tags: short headcanons, more comedic style, implied modern au? characters; kaeya, diluc, childe, zhongli, venti, scaramouche, itto, albedo

summary: would genshin characters help you cheat? or let you cheat from them? and if yes, should you even accept their help?

a/n: i don't know what to say except that this idea happened while talking in a server. and ayato was meant to be here but full offense to this guy i don't know how to write him lol have fun <3

Kaeya, despite all the rumours about him, is actually a great student! Very polite, good grades, it’s hard to not adore this boy. And he would never, ever cheat on an exam, simply because he just knows it all.

But he would let you cheat. Or help if you have different class or can’t sit close to each other. It would come with a price of having to deal with his teasing and other foolery.

Yes, he will tell you the answers. Yes, he will help you make the cheat sheet right before the exam. Yes, he will make fun of you (lovingly) and even give you wrong answers sometimes. Deal with it. 

As the gentleman, Diluc would not help you cheat. It’s bad to cheat on exams and you can get into troubles if you get noticed. It’s just not worth it.

But he would help you study before the exam however! One complain from you in the morning about the tomorrow’s exam and the moment you finish classes, Diluc is right beside you, ready to study with you. And trust me, he really would try to make sure that you understand the material and can easily pass the exam without the use of cheats.

If you fail, however… that’s on you! 

Look, don’t get me wrong, because Childe will gladly help you! But are you sure you want his help out of all people here? Because, really, he’s not the best person to cheat from.

He’s an average student with average grades but those grades are often just a lucky strike. Cheating from his in class is rather risky because, yes, he might just make a very good guess and answer the question right.. or he might pick the worst answer ever and earn not only himself but also you a scolding from the teacher who probably realized that you cheated anyway.

So the best thing you can do is to combine your knowledge and simply prepare some cheat sheets before class– or even better, the day before class so those sheets has actually good answers. 

Zhongli is the class president, he can’t help you cheat. Sorry. Something something about rules and being responsible, about being caught, you know… 

But just like Diluc, he will also help you study. He has all the notes you need, written with perfect handwriting, not a single topic missing. And he also has a very good studying plan! Literally the best person to study with! He will also review the topics with you before the exam, so he can be sure that you will pass. Just make sure you complain earlier than an hour before the exam.

And if you don’t pass… then it’s really on you.

Venti’s a good student unless it comes to exams. He’s just somehow… so bad at taking exams that no matter how many good grades he will get from all the essays and additional work and homework– all of this is shadowed by his exam grades.

But he’s good at distracting people! So while it won’t be wise to cheat from him, he will gladly distract the teacher somehow so you can take your tiny little cheat sheet and write down everything you need. He will even help you prepare it.

As for himself, he doesn’t care about cheating that much… if he manages to cheat, great! If he doesn’t, well, happens. Look, he just wants to pass…  

Yeah, no. Scaramouche is not going to help you cheat. You’re on your own. Have fun!

He’s a good student so he doesn’t himself cheat much and he’s a good person to cheat from because he usually has most of the answers right, but… no, he just wouldn’t really let you. Or he would give you the wrong answer for fun. He can help you study though if you ask nicely… Different thing is how much you will learn from this study session. 

He called the teacher on you once. It wasn’t an important exam– rather, a simple test but still. A tragedy. Really.

Please don’t ask Itto for help. For your own good. He’s… a student for sure and willing to help you cheat but, just, you see…

Most of the time he’s getting caught. The teacher saw him trying to read from behind his pencil case, from a shoe, on his arm… Asking him to help you cheat is like a death wish. Or a failed exam wish! 

A good thing is that you can always use the distraction he created by getting caught to cheat yourself. At least this. 

Albedo is a another very good student who needs no cheats to pass with flying colors. But in comparison to other good students, a bit more willing to help you cheat.

Yes, he will tell you that you shouldn’t cheat. Yes, he will help you study and trust me, studying from his notes is really an amazing experience. And, yes, if you really need the answer to this one question or two then… maybe?

Honestly, if he knows that you studied hard and are trying your hardest, he probably won’t mind much helping you a little. He knows you can do it, after all.

[gauloiseblue]

Ok so, you don't have to do this if you're not accepting requests. But I am way too insane about IOFAB and idk why. It has been in my head since the beginning of May. I couldn't focus for weeks, that's how good it is (it didn't really help that the Kendrick v Drizzy beatdown happened).

Can we have more stuff in the IOFAB verse? Maybe something from König's POV (this guy has to be aware that he's just making her hate him even more)? Maybe life after the last escape/shooting incident can't believe the guy actually did multiple rounds with a bullet in his shoulder that's gotta hurt, pregnancy, or kids? Or maybe domestic horror fluff (if that's actually a thing)? Or something about how he managed to keep reader as his lawfully kidnapped wife (this guy definitely put trackers in her ring)? I just realized that I keep referring to reader/darling as his wife even though they ain't married yet Or maybe even an alternate timeline in which deals with what would happen if they did meet but those guys had to actually disclose that they found those survivors which would mean König would not be able to have her?

IOFAB König is so different from the other yandere Königs because he actually shows his hand right in the beginning. Like he's not just some oWo shy guy that is a yandere that goes “maybe I should keep you here with me so that you wouldn't leave me, schatz haha jk... unless 🙂”. He just straight up “You're with me now. Sooner you accept it, the better it will be for you”. He wouldn't hurt reader but he definitely wouldn't hesitate to drop kick a kitten or even his children if they would somehow aid her in her escape.

Something something he would put the world at her feet but wouldn't ever let her see her family ever again. Something something you could put the world through eternal winter and starvation but he won't ever let his goddess go, not even for 6 months. Something something he would hunt her down in their next life. Something something God never blessed him so he's taking one of His blessed angels for himself. Something something he's worshipping the ground her chained feet walk on. Ok now this is getting too long. In short, this guy warrants the “Why are you like this” microscope and “You're not a human nor a dog but a secret third thing” and you don't have to but if you want to, please please please please please can we have more IOFAB?

Zero, you're now officially the number one fans of IOFAB XD idk if I should be glad or concerned about it.

I mean, if you wanna theorize about their future and stuff, I'll gladly answer it. But for me, the story already ended here. I don't really plan to write a continuation of it. Maybe I'll write a lil bit of it in other people's POVs but that's it.

As for König's POV, I think we've covered a lot about his psychology. Like, of course he knew she hated him, but it wouldn't last. If he keeps on giving her what she needs (tolerance, space, care, etc), she'll eventually come to love him, or at least tolerate his presence. It's like a 'trust the process' situation.

I won't really write about pregnancy and kids, because it's more fun when I let the reader decide what's best for her. My actual HC is she'll only have 1 kid, and it's a boy. That's it.

There are 3 endings that I've thought about, it's either; (1) she manages to escape with the help of the maid (The Handmaiden storyline, wlw), (2) she's staying with him until the end (Göth's dream), (3) she's rescued by the third party, there's a possibility that he or the reader dies in this scenario (the realistic ending). But I won't make either of them canon, bc where's the fun in that?

As for the AUs, I haven't got the right idea for it. I think yours is good, but I honestly don't know where to start 😅

Personally, in my humblest opinion, I think shy yandere shouldn't exist in fiction. I fucking hate it, because it's very manipulative in the cheapest way. Like, they'd appear "harmless" like a weirdo, but would go 180° at any given chance. And what makes me hate them the most is that they'd go back to their shy shell when they're being cornered. They can't and won't take any responsibility for their actions. Oh, he kissed you without your consent? Well, that's your fault bc you seduced him (even if you didn't). Every time I read about a shy yandere man, I just wanna bash his head with a bat. Like, you're not fooling anyone with that attitude. Just take what you want and admit it, even if it means you have to be ruthless.

I must admit, IOFAB König does hold a "secret third thing" vibe, because I don't think he exists irl in terms of personality. He's like, if patience is taken too far, and if patience is the source of horror. He doesn't really worship her, but he views her as the rarest and the most exotic thing. If you ever read about the exotic animal keeper, or the curator of the rarest arts, then you'll understand why he behaves that way. They're very patient, and they're very possessive of their treasure. If the tiger that they keep bites their arm, they won't put it down. They'll find a way to tame it—they'll try to win its affection instead. If one particular art requires so much maintenance, and so much cost to keep it in good condition, the curator would pay for it. They won't abandon the art piece, because they know how much it's worth. That's how König views his wife.

I know it sounds like he's objectifying his wife, but sometimes humans love their things more than other humans. I'm just using that feeling as the base for IOFAB König.

Maybe I'll write about the domestic horror stuff, but I still don't know how, so no promise 🤔

[diazheartsbuckley]

Fuck it Friday

Tagged by my lovelies @giddyupbuck @daffi-990 @wikiangela and @thewolvesof1998 💗

I can’t really call this a mini series anymore cause we’re going on week 4 now lol

Anyway, here’s a continuation of When Hearts Collide (Can I Take Your Hand?) and it’s with a little bit of ✨spice✨

List of previous parts:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

(Story under cut)

Weeks after sharing their first kiss, Buck and Eddie had shared so many more, finding it harder and harder to keep it a secret from those around them.

They didn’t want to reveal anything too fast because despite knowing each other so well, figuring out what it meant to be romantically involved was proving to a minor challenge for them. Surely, it wasn’t news that they already knew how to talk about their feelings and how to deal with them but things had changed between them. For the better.

They also hadn’t figured what to call themselves just yet. Were they boyfriends? Friends with benefits? Expect there hadn’t really been any benefits. Unless heavily making out on Buck’s couch was called a benefit. Then there had been plenty of benefits

Buck was straddling Eddie’s thighs, his fingers buried deep in the soft tissue of his shoulders and Eddie was looking up at him with warm, brown eyes, pupils slightly dilated.

Firm hands had made their way under Buck’s shirt, gently tracing circles over his hipbones and his lips were parted so prettily, inviting Eddie’s tongue in.

The second that their tongues connected, Buck couldn’t stop from arching against Eddie, a weak moan escaping his mouth.

Buck’s moan sent shockwaves down Eddie’s spine and back up to his cock, feeling it reacting instantly. It was almost embarrassing how quickly it happened but Eddie was already half hard for the taller man sitting in his lap.

It wasn’t the first time that his body had reacted to Buck this way (like seriously how could it be?). And his reaction only made Buck press his hips up against him, slowly moving them in a steady rhythm.

Without even thinking, Eddie’s hands moved to the front of Buck’s pants and unbuckled them with ease, slipping them carefully down Buck’s hips and halfway down his ass.

“Is it fine?”

Eddie’s voice was hoarse and the look in Buck’s eyes gave it away. So did the reaction from his body; his hands moving into Eddie’s hair and gripping onto it gently.

“Oh it’s more than okay”

Buck breathed out against Eddie’s neck, licking a stripe from the base of it up to the side of his jaw. It elicited a moan from Eddie, his fingernails digging into Buck’s ass and it only urged Buck to go on.

His hands trailed down Eddie’s sides and he traced his fingers from his hips and to the front of his pants, cupping his semi-hard cock.

The movements became more firm and Eddie could feel himself aching to be touched, his cock trapped underneath his clothes and his moans grew louder as Buck slipped a hand into his pants, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“Feels good?” Buck panted out against his neck, feeling his own cock leaving with pre-cum.

“So fucking good”

Eddie could barely get the moan out as Buck traced a finger over the head of his aching cock.

“I-.. I want to ask you something”

He was almost writhing underneath Buck’s touch yet somehow his mind still wandered.

“Fuck, Eds, anything you want” Buck breathed out, his hand moving steadily up and down Eddie’s thick cock.

“God, Buck. I-… oh my fucking god”

Buck’s nails dug into Eddie’s back, their muscular chest moving in sync and Eddie leaned his head back, barely able to focus on anything else but the fact that his best friend was stroking his dick so good that he was going to come way faster than he wanted to.

“What are we?”

The words finally managed to escape Eddie’s mouth and Buck’s movements slowed down, almost to a halt, eyes widened in surprise.

“You’re seriously asking me that right now? When I can feel how close you are to coming? You wanna know what we are?”

Buck’s chuckle was breathless as he met Eddie’s wide eyes and combed a hand through the sweaty hair on the back of his neck.

“Y-yes, I do”

It wasn’t the time or the place to have this conversation but Eddie didn’t really care. Or maybe he cared a little because Buck’s hand was still on his dick, stroking painfully slow.

“What do you think we are, baby? What do you want us to be?”

Buck questioned and pressed a warm kiss against the corner of Eddie’s wet mouth, letting the tip of his tongue trace along his bottom lip before he sat back a little again.

“I want us to belong to each other. I want us to be a couple. That’s what I want”

Eddie was getting slightly more clear headed as Buck stopped moving his hand entirely.

The way that Eddie spoke was so clear and so affectionate that Buck couldn’t help but to smile, chuckling a little.

“Then I’m yours, Eddie. For as long as you’ll have me” Buck said before kissing Eddie firmly, deeply and passionately, not able to help the smile on his face.

“Now do you want me to finish what I started?” He whispered into Eddie’s ear, feeling the shorter man shifting beneath him.

“Yes… please”

Eddie sounded almost desperate for release as Buck started to move his hand again, this time a bit more eager and with a thumb that stroked the head of Eddie’s cock every time that he got the chance.

It didn’t take long for Eddie to come apart into Buck’s hand, moaning and panting his name like he needed it more than air, than he needed to feel Buck against him to feel alive.

“I’m yours too, Buck. Fuck, I’m yours”

He managed to breathe out as his body slowly started to relax again, Buck’s chest pressed against his.

“I know” Buck grinned as he moved his hand out of Eddie’s underwear, licking the cum off his hand.

Tagging!! @wildlife4life @theotherbuckley @forthewolves @wikiangela @jesuisici33 @watchyourbuck @eddiebabygirldiaz @eddiediaztho @honestlydarkprincess @callaplums @criminally-obsessed @disasterbuckdiaz 💗🦋

[whumpcloud]

tiny lil darling snippet idk what to call it but have it <3

content: pet whump, very direct threat of noncon (doesn't happen), dubcon kissing, it as a pronoun, drinking

"D-Darling…"

Darling knows its purpose is to comfort. But it still feels so uncomfortable to see Master panicking. Master is so calm and collected most of the time that it somehow manages to throw Darling off, even though it was made for this.

"It's okay, Master," Darling soothes, climbing into Master's lap. Master clutches it tightly, and it does nothing but press into Master's chest and gently nuzzle his neck. "I'm here. Tell me what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Master gasps. "N-Nothing's wrong, I'm… just…"

"Then it's okay not to speak," Darling whispers, lifting a hand to run it through Master's hair. "You're home, I'm with you. Everything's okay, Master."

Master shudders, and leans back into Darling's touch. It's comforting, just like it's supposed to be.

"Darling…" Master mumbles. "I love you…"

"I love you too, Master," Darling replies. Master never tells it he loves it unless he's drunk. "Shh. Just relax. Then we can go to bed. Does that sound nice?"

"Mhm…" Master's head lolls back, and he's already falling asleep. "D… Darling…"

Darling sighs. Just a little. It isn't annoyed, it could never be annoyed at Master, it just…

It has no excuse, but Master didn't seem to hear the sigh anyway.

"Time for bed," Darling murmurs, pries Master's fingers from it, and gets up. Master follows only to have something to hold.

The moment Darling slows down Master grabs it again, pulling it tight. The pungent smell of whiskey is nearly overwhelming.

"You're so sweet," Master murmurs, pressing a messy kiss to the top of Darling's head. "Want to hold you forever. So soft."

"You can hold me in bed, Master," Darling says, careful of how it's speaking, so that it doesn't offend Master in this volatile state. "With the comfy mattress and the soft blankets. Doesn't that sound better than standing in the hallway?"

"Don't want to move," Master mumbles.

"But it'll be nice and warm," Darling whispers, cautiously stepping forward and dragging Master with it. "And I'll be there the whole night."

"S'metimes I wish I'd trained you as an Intimate." Master just seems to let Darling move him forward. "Y're so pretty. You'd look so pretty with my f'ngers in y'r mouth."

Darling swallows. Same as always. "Think about it tomorrow, Master."

Darling manages to get Master into the bedroom and laid down on the bed. Master doesn't bother trying to make it easy for Darling to get his work clothes off - he just pulls Darling into the bed and pulls it up close.

"Mine, y'r my pretty li'l Darling," Master whispers, slurring most of his words. Master leans in and kisses Darling on the lips, a not completely unfamiliar sensation, but an odd one nonetheless. "W's that nice? I w'nt you…"

Master's hands are clumsy when he's drunk, but tonight they're at least still gentle when they try to fumble with the cord on Darling's pyjamas. Darling tied them so tightly for exactly this reason. Master never said it couldn't stop him from doing this. It wasn't made for this.

"Master," Darling says softly, deterring him by threading its fingers through Master's, practiced, careful. "I'm tired. Aren't you tired?"

"I'll j'st fuck you while y'r sleeping," Master mumbles, but makes no move to untangle his hands from his Pet's.

"You're tired," Darling murmurs, and leans in close, kissing the underside of Master's jaw. "Wouldn't it be nice to just go to sleep and let me do all the work?"

"Nnh…" Master's eyelids flutter at the suggestion. "Y'r so good. Y'r so good f'r me…"

Darling doesn't reply, just kisses him again, soft and chaste and it's keeping things that way. Darling has only just kissed down to Master's collarbone when he starts to lightly snore.

Darling lets out another tiny, secret sigh, and curls up against Master's chest. He'll be too hungover to remember any of this in the morning anyway. He won't know what Darling did or didn't do.

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Not My Father (Austin!Elvis x Reader)

Here we go. This is a request where someone wanted a multi-post series. If you want to see a part two, let me know! You can either comment or vote on the poll at the end of the fic. 

I actually liked writing this. That doesn’t mean that I don’t like others that I have written, but some give me a struggle more then others. I appreciate all the help on my last post. Tumblr is really frustrating and it sucks sometimes. Looking at your followers and then your notes... it just sometimes doesn’t add up.

I will be writing what I want to. I will still write request... obviously from this one. I hope that on Halloween I will somehow combine all my Halloween headcanons into one big fic. I am just rambling... let’s get on with it.

Masterlist

Pairing: 1969!Austin!Elvis x Fem!Colonel!Daughter!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Terrible Father, Locked Away, Sneaking Out, Spelling and Grammatical Errors Most Likely

Word Count: 2.7k

You have been a secret for as long as you could remember. Growing up you were mostly by yourself. Your mom left you with your father pretty early on. You think you were about two or three when that happened. You didn't blame her for leaving... Hell, you wanted to leave. However, you couldn't. He made sure of that. 

You grew up around the circus. Your family was the circus at this point. It was much better than the family you currently had... considering you only had one jackass of a father. At most parts, you didn't know what to call him. You didn't exactly want to call him father... dad... and certainly not daddy. He was far from your father. He didn't care for you. All he did was make sure no one knew about you. 

Yet, he didn't want you out of his eyesight... the man who didn't want anyone to know about you, won't let you live your life. So, here you were at age thirty-two still following your jack-ass of a father around. In fact, you even had a list of rules that you had to follow.

Let's just quickly name them off. Number 1, no falling in love. This includes getting married and starting a family. Number 2, no having any hobbies that can put you in the public eye. Number 3, no interaction with any of the Colonel's acts. Number 4, do not speak to the Colonel unless an emergency and unless approached. Oh, the list goes on, but those are not as important.

"Do you hear me? Are you even fucking paying attention?" Colonel snapped his fingers in your face. You shook your head gently, getting out of your fantasy world, and returned back to your sad life.

"Don't... leave?" You questioned. That was usually all he told you. Stay put and stay out of the public eye.

"Yes, do not leave this room under any circumstances. You can call food service and that is it. I better not see you outside of this room." He repeated himself, which he hated doing. 

"What if I want to go swimming?" You asked as you folded your arms against your chest, a testing look on your face. 

“You can go swimming in your tub. Do not leave this room. If I see you outside of it… things will not end up nice.” He gave you one last warning and closed the door as he left. You let out a huff and plopped down on the couch.

When the Colonel got Elvis to sign the Colonel as his manager, talking to Elvis quickly became a big rule. You were not allowed to talk to Elvis. You weren’t allowed to even look at him. Weirdly enough, you weren’t allowed to listen to his music. You weren’t even allowed to watch his movies. If you had to guess, the Colonel didn’t want you to gain a crush on Elvis. 

Now, you were a rebellion. You always snuck out because you wanted to know what the world was like. The Colonel kept you locked up so often, that you didn’t get to see the world much.  Sure, you looked outside the windows on planes when you traveled. But, it wasn’t the same feeling as walking around and exploring. 

On one of those nights while you were exploring back in… god when was that? Sometime in the fifties for sure. It was back when Elvis was going around on the jamboree with Hank Snow and other special guests. It was late at night, and you had snuck out. It had to be around midnight, but you snuck out anyways. You walked around the area for a bit, but eventually, you just sat down and stared up at the stars. 

One of those nights Elvis came up to you. The two of you hit it off, and during that same night... you told him about the Colonel. Especially the fact that he was your father and that he was… well that he was a terrible father. It was at that point you and Elvis started to talk.

While nothing romantic has ever happened between the both of you. There were feelings that you had developed. Mostly due to the fact that he was your only friend. Yet, you knew nothing would happen. As much as you wanted them to happen, and to be freed from the Colonel's grasp... that would never happen. 

You stood up from your couch and walked over to the door that led outside to the balcony. You walked out and leaned over the railing. You looked down at the pool and smiled. You really didn't know why it mattered if people saw you or not. It wasn't like they knew you were the Colonel's daughter. No one would know unless you told them. 

You just wanted to be a normal person. You never got to live your life, and that wasn't fair. You were always stuck in hotel rooms. All you ate were the same food every day from the hotel's menu. To be honest, you were getting sick and tired of it. Even when you stayed at a motel the Colonel would have to bring you food.

You heard the phone in your room ringing, which forced you out of your thoughts. You let out a sigh and walked back inside and over to the bed. You sat down and picked up the phone. Wrapping the cord around your you held the phone up to your ear.

"Hello?" You spoke softly.

"Miss Y/l/n, how are ya?" A smile broke out on your face as Elvis' voice filled your ears.

"Oh, I'm just thriving Mr. Presley." You sarcastically said as you moved to lay down. You had got to say, this is one of the nicest beds you have ever slept on. Maybe it was because this place was still new and no one has ever stayed in this room before. Either way, the hotel was beautiful.

"I have a proposition for you."

"Like what?" You asked. What did Elvis Presley have up his sleeve?

"I want ya at my opening show tomorrow. Now- before you start to argue, I have someone buying some clothes, wigs, makeup, everything to disguise ya." He explained. You thought about it for a bit. To be able to see Elvis play, and to be able to blend in with the world. 

"You think it would work?" You asked after a bit. It sounded crazy, but if you could dress up in a disguise... you would be able to leave more often. You could explore. You could make more friends. It... sounded perfect, but that didn't stop your mind from wondering. 

"It will work, I promise." Elvis reassured you.

"Okay... okay... let's do it."

"WOOO Yes! This is going to be the best night of ya life, darlin'! I promise you that." Elvis celebrated. You let out a giggle and shook your head. He was such a goofy boy. He might've been a few years older than you, but he was still such a goofy boy.

"Okay Elvis, calm down," you smiled softly, "how could I even leave? I mean... the Colonel-"

"The Colonel will be in the casino, and ya know this. There is nothing to worry bout. Plus, you said he never checks on you unless he absolutely has to. So, let's sneak out."

"You make it sound like we're teenagers again." You chuckled lightly.

"Aren' we?" You could practically hear the smirk on his face. Elvis loved to sneak out, and you learned this quiet early on. He explained it as freedom. He felt as if it was the only time he could get away from the crazy lavish life he lived during the day. You didn't blame him exactly. You snuck out for freedom as well.

"I wish. So... what was your plan then? Since you're sneaking me out tonight?" You asked. You were really hoping that he would say swimming. You loved going swimming, and you learned to love night swimming as well.

"How bout some sw-"

"Yes! Yes please!" You answered immediately before he could finish. You could hear him laugh from the other end. He knew just as much as you did how much you loved it. 

"Don't laugh at me," you chuckled lightly

"I'll meet ya at your door at elven?" He suggested. Usually you wouldn't leave until midnight, but... the earlier you left... the more time you could spend with him.

"Sounds perfect. I'll see you then Mr. Presley."

"See ya, Ms. Y/l/n." He responded back. You blushed gently and hung up the phone. You let out a light breath and felt your stomach flip. You felt like a teenager who had a crush in high school. Only one difference though... You were thirty and not a teenager.

You looked over at the digital clock on the nightstand and took note of the time. You still had so many hours left until it was three. Which meant, you were stuck in your room until then. Minus well take a nap, or even get a bite to eat. 

That was exactly what you did. You ordered some room service and then set the alarm. Mostly so that you would wake up roughly half an hour before eleven. Which worked amazingly. You woke up and had enough time to get ready. To make yourself look awake, and dressed. Then you stood by the door waiting... and waiting.

It was painful waiting for the knock, and at one point you thought it would never come. As the clock struck eleven, there was a knock. You jumped up from your seated placement and opened the door with a smile.

"Waitin' for me, doll?" He teased you lightly with a small smirk. You rolled your eyes playfully and walked out of the room.

"Says the one who suggested the whole idea." You retorted back.  Elvis smiled and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close into a hug. While he acted like a jerk, he was still very friendly. Not to mention, you guys didn't get to see each other much.

"Hmm, got me there." He muttered as you returned his hug. You hummed and shook your head. The two of you pulled away and made your way down to the pool. Which was closed, but you were with Elvis Presley... and Presley was pulling in all the fans to the International so... they bent the rules for him. 

You found a lounge chair pretty close to the pool and put down your towel, and a few other belongings you brought down. You kicked off your flip-flops and sat down as you went to pull your hair up into a bun. Mostly to keep it from getting wet. 

"Scared to get ya hair wet?" He teased lightly as he pulled off his shirt. You hummed a response and looked at him. This wasn't the first time you've seen him shirtless. You two have been swimming before, but every time it sent you butterflies.

"I'm sure it will get wet anyways since I'll be swimming with a child." You commented as you stood up, and started to peel off the clothes that covered your bikini. 

"I am not a child." Elvis huffed and folded his arms against his chest. You let out a chuckle and shook your head.

"Sure~" You replied and walked over to the pool. You reached down to test the temperate of the water. Your hand glided through the clear water. It was warm, which hinted that it was a heated pool. Not to mention, if you did get cold... there was a hot tub you could chill in for a bit. 

"I could push you in right now, ya know," Elvis mentioned as he walked up behind you.

"Oh I know, but I trust you." You said as you looked at him. You could tell Elvis was fed up with your sassiness already. You let out a giggle and stood up. You walked over to the steps that lead into the pool and emerged yourself down. 

"You know, I can sense some of ya daddy in you," Elvis commented as he got into the pool himself. You sent him a glare and sent a powerful splash his way.

"I am not my father. I will never be my father. Plus, I warned you plenty of times about him, so why stay?" You questioned. You really didn't understand why he stayed. You warned him plenty of times and even threw down the evidence. Elvis just always seemed to ignore it. 

"Mm, there's this girl." He replied simply. You gave him a moment of silence because it sounded like he was going to continue to talk... but he didn't.

"And? You're wasting everything because of this girl? That's stupid." You shook your head. You personally have never been in love. Well... there was Elvis, and you knew you loved him. Probably due to the fact that he was the only guy you knew besides your father. 

"Yeah, but that's what ya do when you're stupidly in love."

"Elvis Presley a romantic? That's a shock," you teased and swam up to him. He turned to look at you. Even in the water, he stood taller than you, even when in the deeper zones.

"Well, Y/n Y/l/n, 'm going to break some news for ya. I am a huge romantic, you just don' know... because ya never out in the sun." He confessed his big old secret. 

"You know why." You jogged his mind because he clearly needed to be reminded of your current situation. 

"Go out with me tomorrow mornin', we'll go for breakfast... I'll take ya around Vegas... then we'll come back and put on the disguise. I will give ya the best day." He suggested. Well, it wasn't really a suggestion or a question. He was going to take you out rather you wanted to or not. 

"Elvis-"

"I won' take no for an answer." He quickly spoke against your response. You let out a sigh and shook your head. 

"What if he sees me? What if the paparazzi see? Then we'll both be screwed. Mostly me, but... you could be also." You pointed out to him. Those were your fears mostly. Sneaking out and getting caught. That might just be a universal fear, but it stuck for years. 

You imagined many outcomes of getting caught. They arranged from, yelling... to screaming... to hitting... to harm... to being homeless... even the possibility of being killed. It's like you were his big secret. You were far from his big secret. Him being an illegal alien... that's his big secret.

"You're gonna be okay, I promise, darlin'. I'll protect ya from him." He held a smile on his face. It was soft and inviting, and it somehow said that... everything will be okay. Yet, you didn't understand why he would want to protect you from your own father.

"Why would you protect me? I-I'm just the girl who can't be seen."

"Exactly. You're the mysterious girl that no one knows about, but me." He whispered and got close to you. You let out a breath and looked up into his eyes. He was so close that your noses were almost touching.

"I stay because of ya. I'm not dumb when evidence is thrown at me, but I knew that if I left... I would be leavin' ya and I didn' want to do that." He confessed. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. If that was the case... that meant Elvis loved you. Before you could open your mouth to say something, Elvis spoke up.

"Yes, I love you." He answered your unspoken question. You closed your mouth back up and broke into a huge smile. It felt so nice to hear that. Never in your life have you ever been told I love you. It only took damn over thirty years.

"Now, let me take ya out." He once again brought up. This time you didn't have to think about it. You nodded your head and gave him your answer. Elvis seemed to like your answer... because he brought his hands up to your face and tilted your head. Just before he tilted his own and connected your lips together.

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This may be a controversial opinion, but fuck it. If you are going hungry and think you can get away with it, then steal food from large corporations like Walmart.

Don't feel bad about it either.

These large corporations will whine and moan about how much they lose to shoplifting and that they are losing X amount of money from theft and that they may go out of business, but what they don't want to say in the same sentence is how much they make in profits because they know that if they do then everyone will realize the amount of bullshit coming out of their mouths. These corporations may lose $600 million a year from theft, but they make a little over $147.5 billion a year. (These numbers come from the Walmart statistics from the last year alone) To put that into perspective. Their total profits in one year alone is 24.5 MILLION percent more than what they lost. So for every $1 lost that $24.5 million in the bank.

Keep in mind these are the same corporations that regularly overwork and underpay abused (and more often than not underaged) employees. Also know that these employees are usually told by lower management that if they see someone stealing food or items under $20 to just act like they didn’t see it. Now this is only true for places like Walmart. Ffs DON’T steal from target unless you are god level sneaky because they are on top of that shit.

So if you need it, then do it. If you are starving and need food, if you are cold and need a jacket, then don’t feel bad about doing what you need to do in order to survive. Just don’t get caught. And DON’T steal from small businesses.

Always keep in mind that small business owners are often in the same boat as you and are just trying to make it just like you are. They can’t always afford to lose revenue while large companies can.

Also here are some tips from someone who grew up lower/middle class and has always needed to steal to survive:

Never bring an ID or anything that can ID you.

Always keep some cash on you for credible deniability. “No I wasn’t going to steal see I have the money right here!” If you play your cards right and keep your cool then you can usually talk your way out of any situation.

If you can always purchase something while you’re there to avoid suspicion PAY IN CASH IN CASE YOU ARE CAUGHT STEALING ON CAMERA

Wear large clothes with lots of big pockets aka go to the men’s section and get a hoodie and some sweats at least 2 sizes too big. (Tho I’ve personally found 3 is the magic number just make sure for the pants that you can tighten the waist somehow so they stay on) You’ll need the pockets to put the stuff in and the bagginess of the clothes will hide anything you put inside. Make sure the clothes are dark so they don’t stand out and so it hides the shadows of the items better.

Stashing in your pockets can also be used as credible deniability if you don’t use a cart or basket. “I wasn’t intending on getting so many things I just came in for a few items so I didn’t think I needed a cart or basket but then I ran out of hands so I put them in my pockets.”

Always try to make sure no one is around when you stash the items but DON’T make it obvious. Check your surroundings before you even reach for the item.

If it’s small and it’s in a shelf, pretend to look at it (maybe even act like you’re gonna get it), shrug like you rethought it decided not the get it, reach your hand back into the shelf like you’re putting it down, slip it up your sleeve, walk away, put your hands into your pockets, and slip it into your pocket.

Use self check out if you can. If you can’t smile and be pleasant to the cashier. If you’re nice and they notice they probably won’t say anything.

Remember that the most important thing when stealing is to ACT NORMAL. 90% of getting away with it is to not even be considered in the first place. If you take something from an isle don’t immediately leave the isle. Go to another part of the isle and act like your contemplating buying something else. Treat this like a normal grocery run. You have nothing to hide so there’s no need to rush. Maybe even exchange a few pleasant greetings if you’re in a line.

And for the love of whatever cruel god is out there, do NOT steal every single thing you touch. Pick some things up and put ‘em back or buy them if you can.

oh yeah and if you see someone stealing no you don't. you have no clue what that person is going through so mind your own business.

this post was inspired by this tiktok

[horce-divorce]

i'm so over this delta 8 shit. like yeah it's better than not having anything but it's not weed and it's not doing the same thing. i miss weed so much. d8 makes me cough so bad, it's weak as hell even when it's really good stuff, and it seemingly has 0 cbd compounds unless you buy the more expensive, cbd added/"live resin" type stuff. it doesn't help my pain at all, and its so much more expensive than weed no matter how you slice it. plus we always need more of it bc it's so weak. those 1g carts from Michigan were lasting Bel and I about 3 days each between the two of us. we go through a whole 2g cart of d8 in that amount of time or less. it's ridiculous.

and the thing is, when i lived here before, yeah, i had like 3 or 4 weedguys i could rotate between to get real stuff anyway. not so anymore. i've been gone for almost 4 years and they've really been cracking down on drugs around here in the interim. it's given the d8 market a massive foothold, but it's seriously been impossible to find a regular weedguy. every time we've almost found a lead, we start hearing about raids or the guy goes MIA. we'd basically either have to drive to the border ourselves at this point, or just cave and use the d8 that's available locally. and we're broke, so we've been doing the latter, obviously lol

weed has been keeping me off a feeding tube for years. my doctors in michigan told me outright to keep using it because they didn't want to prescribe me opioids. and then i move back to the only state in this whole area where weed is still illegal lmao. d8 has been keeping me off a tube lately, but tbqh i don't think it will continue to. my MALS attacks have been getting more frequent (which makes my POTS a lot worse), I'm eating less again, and even when i do manage to eat, it takes so much out of me and is still so painful, I usually end up having to sleep afterwards. i'm losing so much of my day just for having the audacity to feed myself and it's making me depressed again. i'm even on an antidepressant this time!!! it's also helping a little bit with the pain, but not enough to matter in the long run. i'm still gonna end up on a tube at this rate.

i'm also just sick of living in wisconsin so that makes me cranky, too. i love who i live with, being with my boyfriend and my roommate is great, but i've spent like 16 years living in wisconsin against my will already and somehow I KEEP fucking ending up back here, always against my will, and it's always pissed me off, but now it ALSO has the audacity to be the one (1) state in the whole area that won't let me have the one medication all my doctors have agreed is saving my life. every other state touching us, on every single side, has weed. canada has weed. 24 fucking states have legalized it. but no, wisconsin has to stick it's heels in the mud and keep that boot on our necks at ANY cost, especially over a change that would benefit literally everyone and increase revenue overall. i fucking hate it here.

america as a whole needs to get it's head out of it's ass about pain management. not just cannabis, but opioids and any other alternatives, too. but of course, the cruelty is the point. they want us to be suffering. they want to torture us. they want us to be stuck in ineffective health management loops until we die. more profit for insurance companies and hospitals, less "handouts" needed back, less conscientious objectors and protestors and political dissidents to be bothersome, less noisy disabled voices calling for justice in the world.

i am determined to keep trying to manage my MALS for as long as I can without getting surgery and, hopefully, without being on opioids (not because I buy into the fearmongering, but because of how strict the rules are about being prescribed them, about the lists you end up on, the random piss tests, and all the other bureaucratic crap that comes along with it). and if we end up staying here long-term, then yeah I will be doing everything i can to try and get weed legalized here to.

but i'm just pissed. and tired. i'm sick of having to fight for my stupid little life from every single facet, like, i'm fighting for my life and kicking screaming throwing up etc and it barely even amounts to a squeak in the grand scheme of things.

welp. too bad. i'm surviving out of spite. oh, i don't matter? cool, then it won't matter if I stay alive a bit longer and keep taking those pithy handouts, i guess! thanks! 🤪

[shivasdarknight]

Fic Writer Interview

I was tagged by @sheepwithspecs for this! Looks fun, let's go! 🙌 I'm only tagging @starswornoaths and @fiercynnhere because I really lost track of who still writes and who doesn't 😅 So blanket "do this if you see this" statement here - also this goes for any AO3 alternatives people have bailed for given the state of that place right now.

How many works do you have on AO3?

20, though two are exquisite corpses so 18 are all me

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

259,190, though that's bound to jump up because a chapter I've been working on is ~22k rn, and that's just one draft

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos

I gave you dirt, I gave you water, you gave me uncontrollable horniness (108) - this is the second exquisite corpse that I did, and it's a rosemary fic that was more coordinated so I'm not surprised tbh? I wrote two sections for it, but it's so old. title is a reference to Little Shop of Horrors

The Shape of Water (2017) (53) - the first exquisite corpse, both were the same group and this was nonsensical. I wrote after the coordinator, and it devolved fast it was fun to work on. More Homestuck - but this was dirkjake - but it's also old and doesn't reflect my current writing. Take a guess why it's named that.

spare a moment, would you? (47) - oh hey this one's all mine. Yeah is it any surprise that the top 3 are all smut? wolysayle stuff, still like this one, though being a long fic writer and seeing the 4k word one do well is. Something alright.

how long you would wait for me? how long I've been away? (28) - wolestinien for wolestinien week, and this was a higher rated fic because yeah vague smut. I still like it, don't misunderstand, but I've got a different favorite lmao

don't test the tank (25) - the noncanon one because g'raha is no longer in the polycule lmfao. I'm pretty sure that's entirely why it got attention, since all of my non-exquisite corpse fics that have high kudos feature male characters in them and that's just not my focus rn. So it's really unsurprising that my favs have like. 12 and 2 kudos compared to all of the ones above, given they center Ysayle.

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I respond to all comments! At least most if I can lmao I like getting them? I also like giving them when I read fics, because idk. Acknowledgement that you saw something, discussing something dear to someone. That kind of thing.

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I think probably somehow, silence hurts the most? There's not really any good resolution besides Surkukteni recovering. Ysayle's dead (as far as she knows, shh), she tried to kill someone who used to be close to her and couldn't go through with it, and she's being shuffled off to another conflict while she's still not healed from the last one - even if it's where she had wanted to be, she's still stuck with the wounds from the war she didn't want to get involved in.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Oh, easy: i had a dream about you. It's a fucking rollercoaster of a fic, it's one of my favorites, and I managed to make someone cry :D It's definitely the one that has the happiest ending, because I wouldn't call one-shots really...that? They're set in their tone unless it's a longer fic. Multi-chapter is really the only way I actually like getting a happy ending from something because you had to work to get there.

7. Do you write crossovers?

Well, I used to. FanFiction Dot Net was just...better for crossovers than AO3 tbh? Even though AO3 is better set up for it, most people on there hate crossovers unless it's an AU of something (y'know, like the old -stuck fics). I've still got some of those mentalities from that site in that I've used adjacent crossovers to fill out the cast of things, but most notably would be Inkspill. It's a Bleachstuck fic, but there aren't any Bleach characters whatsoever. It's just the setting and Rose is the main lead. It also epitomizes the fact that I don't like crossovers/AUs where people stick to the OG plot beat-for-beat? Like if you're coming to it as a fan, why do you want to see it exactly but with new faces. Bending the plot to the characters is a lot more fun and you get more stuff out of it (see: a ffx/homestuck AU i was plotting at one point that saw Jake replacing Yuna and Dirk replacing Tidus). But Homestuck was one of those weird fandoms where this kind of thing was encouraged and thrived. Being in XIV, I'm kind of loath to step outside of it because the setting itself has so much going for it that I don't really need to supplement it with anything else - which is hilarious, since this is the game full of crossover events! With those, it's like...I'll supplement other FF titles in the same vein as the game does already (eg: you can tell what era of Allag's rule tech is from based on if it's Pulse or Cocoon tech from FFXIII; Garlemald uses FFVI and FFVII stuff, while older stuff they've appropriated is things like Tactics and FFXII; the FFIV stuff, etc), but all the non-XIV stuff (sans tactics ogre, because POTD is Staying), that just gets a passing reference and not a main focus. The most notable instance of this is how Nier is handled, because while the storyline is canon, it's more of a joke. Everyone talks about it, everyone is confused by it, but I'm never going to actually write them dealing with the crossover because they don't really add much? It's just more funny having a bunch of medieval fantasy heroes trying to grapple with Yoko Taro-ness and breaking their brains over it.

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

...hm. I mean, the worst I've gotten on a fic was on Inkspill, where someone decided to get snippy with me because the second chapter is ~10k words. I'd love to find them to show them the word counts of my current drafts lmfao. But actual worse stuff was role play, which involved people tearing apart my writing in private and using it as an excuse to try and get me kicked. But considering I lost the receipts from the person who leaked it, I can't say shit despite one of them being a large ffxiv account who runs an anti-bullying schtick here and on twt so. Yeah.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I definitely write smut, but good god is it difficult to work on. Like, I don't have issues visualizing it, it's just the language. And actually writing the scene out. Makes me so gd awkward, even if it's arguably vanilla shit. Which is admittedly really frustrating, because part of why I do write smut is to try and reclaim that facet of writing from some pretty nasty stuff from a past relationship (no details; very few people actually know the details). So much of it comes from trying to be able to write stuff for myself, but that hesitation is still there. As for what, it's predominantly female focused. As in, you're not really going to see a lot of shameless smut focusing on men (be it m/m or m/f). If men are involved, it's predominantly service stuff for a female partner. Cunnilingus tends to be my go-to, obviously fingering and w/e, but I'm trying to also expand what that means because Surkukteni frankly has had a fair number of flings with trans women and fems. So muffing is on the list of stuff to write (the surkie/cylva fic, stuff with heustienne and venat...), but in general just trying to get away from this pervasive idea that trans fems always have to be tops and have to penetrate their partner. If you're looking for this kind of stuff, I recommend Fucking Trans Women. But either way, most of what I write tends to be a response to stuff I've had to go through + wanting to see other depictions in fanfiction since it's. So often so samey.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not really, but I did have this weird encounter on an AU server where they said that people could just set up channels to discuss their AUs and whatever, but I wanted to distance myself from that group and they really did not want me to delete my stuff. Like, they got aggressive and snapped at me for not wanting people to to use an AU that was fairly personal to me. ...Like, they said it was just a place to talk about AUs, I was never told that their intention was that if you post it, it stays, and free reign for everyone else to do stuff in it. This and the role play server have just really made me never want to engage with Kingdom Hearts ever again.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope, but I'm open to the idea.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Well yeah, I'm part of two exquisite corpses that I linked above lmao Those are seriously fun, y'all should try it sometime. But aside from that, I tried to with my ex gf but that was. Less actually co-written, and more me doing all the work.

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

If we're talking about normal definition of ships, probably Edelgard/F!Byleth. Like, don't get me wrong there's a lot of stuff in XIV that I care about npc/npc wise, but something like Ryne/Gaia is like how I feel about NamiXi in that...I adore them, but I wish they'd been around when I was that age? They're cute, but I was introduced to them as an adult and there's still that disconnect. Love queer teen stuff for the queer teens, but I'm nearly 30 lmfao Obvs I'm extremely deep into stuff like Ysayle/Venat, Ysayle/Heustienne, etc. but that's like. So minor that there's not a lot of community around them like there is with edeleth. But that's what happens when you're a f/f shipper 💀💀💀 But in all honesty, the actual answer is wolysayle. I'm blanket including other peoples' dynamics because I just really like seeing people actually use Ysayle and give her further purpose, but also I'm super deep into Surkukteni/Ysayle and all the nonsense that surrounds it - especially how partners like Venat are involved. I care them, I'm very emotional over them.

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

As much as I would like to return to Inkspill, I'm never going to. It's an old fic and if it wasn't clear already, I'm not super interested in writing exclusively about teenagers. I'm also working on a fic that has been shown in snippets and whatever, but I'm hesitant about it because it's. This frustrating fkn thing of the fact that it's Perfectly Goddamned Normal, but people are so weird about it online - both the people who are way too into it, and the detractors. I just want to write about what Surkie goes through from post-shadowbringers to endwalker (which, iykyk what that entails), especially since this Scenario actually allows her to slow down and focus on other aspects of her relationship with her now-fiances, but people get so genuinely nasty about this topic. So even if I enjoy writing it and how it has her navigate her relationships - romantic, familial, and platonic - I'm not sure I'll ever finish it because of gestures.

15. What are your writing strengths?

I've been told I'm very good at writing dialogue, and I can't really argue that because I really do enjoy writing conversations between people. I know people are sick of the Marvel irony that shows up in dialogue and so it makes everyone leery of sarcastic exchanges, but sarcasm and banter are genuinely my favorite things to write. I like obnoxious assholes who know what the other's boundaries are, so they can just be as blunt or snide as they like without a wrong word causing things to get contentious. It's a stark contrast between Surkie and Estinien dialogue and Melisande and Ysayle, because the former is two people who deeply understand the other and know when to stop, vs the current stuff which is Melisande picking at every way she can upset Ysayle because she just does not like her. I try to keep speech habits in mind when writing, I also keep track of how frequently someone curses and what expletives they use, and it's just...really fun trying to make it so distinct that you don't need tags to tell who's speaking? Means I've done something right. And - at least, according to my mother (because she does know about my writing) - I'm apparently good at descriptive prose, because it's "very evocative" and "paints a good mental image".

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Writing smut, tbh? Like, I know it's similar to action, but I just can't get it for the most part. I'm also not very good at writing stuff that skims over things to cover a long span of time because I like idling in moments and having things go slow. Jumping from place to place and scene transitions are the bane of my existence.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I think it's important to at least try. I've run into this issue because my WoL is a polyglot but also has the Echo. Like was mentioned in the tag's post, I use Writing with Color a lot to inform me about how to better handle accents from other languages so I don't wind up with how people like Lovecraft write (because that's embarrassing), but I also try to use what I know to inform sentence structure because people kind of just...ignore that? I'll be more specific: I incorporate various English accents and dialects into what I write to get a better idea of what their voice sounds like, but nowhere in there is that used as a signal to view them as unintelligent the way that XIV (and frankly most English-speaking media) does. Kitase has a thick accent, but it's more Lominsan so it's reflected in his speech. However, both he and Surkukteni speak Hingan (japanese), Doman (ig japanese as well because fkn stormblood), and Rural Doman (chinese). I don't know if anyone's picked this up, but Surkie and Kitase both tend to drop the subject of who they're talking about after a while, and very rarely use self pronouns if talking at length. "You" is also fairly absent compared to a native Common (english) speaker, more so in Kitase than Surkukteni due to exposure. These habits come from Japanese sentence structure and how a lot of context is dropped if it can be clearly inferred. Obviously, it's a habit in English, but not to the same degree. Sign language is in here and a version of it used with the dragoons is prominent to Surkie. That led to a long research stint into trying to figure out how to portray that - and there's no good one answer? So I settled on using [Stuff like this] to show that it's talking, it's formatted as talking, and doesn't have the same flourishes as other speech. This is mostly because of how I format dragonspeak, internal brain buddies, and other things. It's treated exactly like normal dialogue, it just has different tags and punctuation. Otherwise, it is exactly the same to not make it seem like it's lesser to spoken languages.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Kingdom Hearts, but we don't talk about that.

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

Fire Emblem Three Houses, but HEAR ME OUT. HEAR ME OUT. Yes, I would love to contribute to the femslash edeleth, but my main motivation for an FE3H fic is a New Game+ meta fic. I got the idea from starting a new route and finding that supports and skills could transfer over, so it got me thinking about a looping story involving Byleth - an ever changing person, in presentation, name, and relationships - having to relieve the story of FE3H and trying to figure out how to break out of it. They're more cognizant with each loop, more manic, until it finally splits into the femleth and guyleth. Femleth remembers the fact that this isn't right, Guyleth stands in opposition to her. Femleth ends up with Edelgard and the Black Eagles, Guyleth ends up with Dimitri and the Azure Lions. And it's going to get messy. But I havent really had the energy to write it because it means finishing all the other routes, and doing Black Eagles first has made it very hard to go through Azure Lions. I'm sparing people my feelings on it, but omfg. I just want to go back to Crimson Flower.

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

i had a dream about you and you want a better story. who wouldn't? Like, they were the most fun to write (the latter is my active draft), and I just care them. Very proud of these two uwu

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The Owl house Season Analysis Bottom 5 and Top 5 episodes of the Owl House

I have wanted to do this post for a while. its what the title says,my opinion on the five worst episodes and the 5 best episodes... Now everybody knows what a good and a great episode are. I have heard some people try to argue that The Owl House does not have bad epsidoes, just less good episodes...

Yeah as much as I love what this show grew into that is pure denial and we are not doing that. Season 1a of The Owl house is mostly bad shooting for passing, with  2 outlier episodes that somehow managed to be good (you can probably guess which ones) I like 3 characters in in season 1a: King, Amity, Tiny Nose. Other characters, particularly Luz an Eda, suffer greatly from the writing focusing more on giving them popular (woke) labels and not really exploring them, which negatively effected the show because instead of making them better it felt like the show could only keep them on top by making all other characters lamer. 1b ranges from okay to kinda good. This was when Luz stopped basically playing pretend that she was Azura, and actually put effort into learning magic, becoming Luz the human whitchlet. Hexside was a great setting and putting Luz in a classroom setting,where she spent more time with kids her own age, gave the show the chance to flesh her character out more and give her differences and weird corks that were cute instead of destructive. Also I love, love, loved that they added learning differences to the character diversity. That is a difference that is largely overlooked in modern media. Eda changed from a mentor (which she failed at) to a parent figure, which was an improvement, but she still felt like a very hollow fusion of the Stan twins. She had what was cool about them, but they were also goofy looking, were often in over their heads and very concerned for themselves and their families. Eda is beautiful, the curse is largely ignored, and she is supposedly to powerful to concern herself with the plans and threat of her enemies.I also felt like it took her until half way through 2a to gain the kind of heart Stan and Ford where both shown to have like 2 episodes into their characters. In a character focused show like The Owl House it’s a poor character who only experiences highs, lows make characters compelling and have you root for them to get back up again.

 Season 2 was when the show took what it had and ran to becoming a great show. The Show finally knew what it wanted to do with Luz and Eda, it also picked which on of Kings three roles (small adult roommate, furry pet, young child) it was going to stick to. These choices allowed it to go deeper into the stories of our three mains and up the stakes. Because the stakes were up it could finally make the villains/anti hero’s (we got anti-hero’s) competent, and the threat became something real. Also the show was finally able to put actual thought and character into the secondary and side characters (see Lilith and Hooty... I am sorry Lulu and Hootsifer’s character glow-ups).

Again I really do love this show, and like to compare its lows to its highs because, like with the characters, the lows make the high better. So here are the worst and the best episodes (in my opinion) of the owl house

Bottom 5 episodes number 5 Once Upon A Swap: Yeah you knew this one was going to be here. Its on everyone’s bottom 5 lists. Body swapping episodes are a cliche. It added nothing to the story in the long game. It could have been a decent stand alone episode if it had been funnier, but the majority of the jokes miss their marks. It’s a very skipable episode unless you are just completely board. All of that being said its only fault is being boring and skipable. I left it low on the list because their is nothing in it that really made upset or disappointed, and nothing in it that negatively effected future episodes.

Top 5 episodes number 5 The Intruder: Remember when I said that 1a had 2 outlier episodes that were actally good. Well you probably guessed that I meant “The Intruder’ and ‘lost in language”. As much as it hurts me to not have the first great Lumity episode we got on this list (to many great episodes in season 2) The Intruder is the better episode. Its the second best episode at handling horror elements. We see King and Luz bond for the first time and its sweet. Luz learns her first (and for season 1a her only) gliph, thus answering if or if not she can really do magic. Also we get the introduction of the curse, which is both one of the most fascinating concepts in the show, and a really tasteful metaphor for a chronic illness or disability. This was the owl houses first brilliant episode, and 37 episodes latter it is still one of the best.

Bottom 5 episodes number 4 convention day: Yes I am listing “Covention Day” as one of the worst. I know some people like to argue that its one of season 1′s best because its the first episode to talk about the covens as more than school tracks, explains the sigils and gives a reason for Eda being wanted a wanted criminal.. oh but not evil. Well even if this episode was plot important, I still strongly dislike it for two very big reasons: reason 1 Luz; reason 2 Eda. What I said up top about how at first the only thing likable about them is that they are label representation,  that in the beginning they are handled badly as characters, and the show forces them on top by dragging everyone else down. Yeah convention is all that at its worst. They both talk like they are the best, but in action they are nothing but a couple of lazy, annoying, fakers, who put no actual time, or effort where their mouths are. I did not want Luz to give up magic ( After “The intruder” I wanted her to actually start seriously studying it and for Eda to actual at like a mentor), but I loved Amity for telling Luz that she had no right to toot herself a “Luzara Greatest witch ever parade’ and calling her out, and I wanted Lilith (an implied accomplished study and teacher) to wipe Eda’s smug “I cheat my way above everybody else because I rule” grin off her face. The twist that Lilith was cheating too was lame, clearly written in to try and save Eda and Luz’s faces as mentor and student, and I hated it, along with being seriously annoyed at Eda. Luz, and Lilith. Amity started this episode by purposely stomping on King’s cupcake and she is somehow still the only one of these four with any actual integrity or honest morals.

This episode is low because the fight between Eda and Lilith is animated totally awesome and a very enjoyable watch... at first. My only complaint is again Eda. Lilith was totally about to win before Eda’s little fake out cheat. This particular fight is one Lilith should have been allowed to beat Eda. Luz won’t have to give up being a witch because Amity and Luz undid their bet spell and weren’t the ones fighting. Eda and Lilith only had a verbal bet going on, and since Eda is such a cheating con of course she wouldn’t honor her end of the deal and would slip out the back door. Lilith beating Eda at the Convention would be a great metaphor for the hold Belos has on the witches and magic. Giving us a small example as to why many witches are fooled into believing that covens and sigils make them stronger (Lilith would still only be stronger because Eda is curse), and why wild magic has become less popular. It also would start the Emperor’s coven out as being competent and seeming more like a real threat earlier on. But in season 1 Eda was rose-colored like crazy and had to come out way on top every time and had to be “better than everyone else” because the show writters I guess did not know another way to make her and wild magic seem cool.

Top 5 best episodes number 4 Labyrinth Runners: This was after Disney cut season 3 down to 3 specials and canceled the show premature. This is likely the last time we will ever have a episode at Hexisde. Our last chance to explore the school tracks, and possibly our last chance to give focus to many side characters the audience had come to love. The show pushed a lot of characters and concepts into the background believing they had time to do them later. Then they were told they couldn’t. So they made this banger of an episode that answered all the fans questions about background characters, showed them in their best light, and also seemed to apologize for upsets fans felt about some o these charcters not getting focus they deserved: Gus did not get the A-plot enough so he gets it here, and the writters want to make sure everybody knows what a great witch he is. Amity and Willow rebuilding thier friendship was thrown out in favor of focusing more on Lumity, so its the B plot of this episode, complete with Amity apologizing to Willow for underestimating her skills as a witch all these years. Fans really really wanted to know what happened to Hunter after he ran away in Hallow minds and were upset Luz did not seem concerned about him? Do not worry, Luz sent a text to her friends to keep an out for him and Gus finds him this episode.

They also included a unclear and idoitic director in the form of Head illusionist Adrain Graye, who was not only a continuation of the coven heads being what you wouldn’t expect; but also his bad instructions, unlikable attitude, and the way he got beaten up by children at the end wasn’t just some throw away comment roasting the Disney producers. Oh no we got a love letter to characters and fans, complete with a full on barbecue of the producers, and it was deliciously petty.

Bottom 5 episodes number 3 I was a teenage abomination: My problems with this episode are basically the same as my problems with “Covention Day” but this ones does not have a cool witches dual to try and save it. I do not mind Eda having Luz do chores, they are a fair payment for room and board. But It was annoying hearing ‘laboring for me is the best job there is, you don’t need no education” every second line. King talks like he is a better mentor to the slug monster, but he gives it no training, and it was obvoius it was going to try and eat him and Eda once it got bigger. Both he and Eda are useless teachers and I pittied Luz... Then I saw how she was acting. Amity is supposed to be the bully right? Let’s see what she did: worked and studied hard on her abomination, accidentally did a bad job of giving Willow a pep talk on taking her studies more seriously if she wants to prove herself as a witch, was proud of her grades, and called Willow and Luz out on committing academic fraud after Willow unfairly stole her top mark. Now let’s look at what Lux and Willow our protagonists and “hero’s” do: Luz with Willow’s help illegally trespasses on a school campus, Willow with Luz’s help commits Academic fraud on an important assignment and steals a top mark from a student who actually did the work. When they are called out by Amity they keep up lying to Willow’s professor and get Amity in trouble even though she is right. Lie to and try to con the Principal. Destroy part of the school. Remind me again why Amity is the bully girl when Luz and Willow are acting much worse?

Because Luz was almost dissected by Bump? Yeah Bump was in abominations growing up, and is a principal. He totally knew Luz was kid and was trying to scare her and Willow into confessing. Also I am sorry but Luz deserved to be scared like that when you remember that again she trespassed on school grounds without permission to help a student commits academic fraud. If Luz doesn’t want to risk being hurt them she shouldn’t rush to situations a toddler would know are dangerous and wrong. Willow being that strong at plants without any training, getting rewarded at the end by being transferred to the plant track, and her dads who previously insisted she take abomination instead and banned her from plant magic accepting this for some unknown reason, was all a terrible choice then unless we were never going to see Willow. again. That is her whole story and arc. It should have taken at least 1 season for her to get transfered, complete with exploring her pasions and learning type, why her parents wanted her in abomination, and why it was a bad fit for her; then another season for her to fully master plant magic once transfered. Instead it's all done in wrapped up in her first episode. I blame this episode for nearly all Future Willow episodes being more about Lumity or Hunter. I blame it for why she was sidelined so hard in season 2, once Luz and Amity did not need her to create situations for them to come across each other. There was just little to virtual nothing that could be done with Willow after this episode wrapped up her whole arc with school and latent powers. This episode had little basically nothing good, our protagonists were worse than out antagonists, and it ended an important characters journey before it had time to be explored; so I have to put it on this list.

Top 5 Best Episodes List number 3: Knock Knock Knocking on Hooty’s Door. Now here is another episode everybody knew would be on the list. If Labyrinth Runners” was the best episode for developing the seondary charecters "Konock Knock Knocking On Hooty's Door" was the best Episode for developing core characters inside the owl house. Hooty now wants to be a life coach after Lilith implied he was a protector in a letter. Side note it is nice to see that Lilith did follow through on her promise to be pen-pals with Hooty after leaving with her mom. It is also nicer to see that they talk about Hooty’s feelings and troubles to. Lilith’s got more going on of course since she is starting over, but healthy friendships are a give and take relationship, and Hooty’s troubles are important too. The animation is beautiful, it addressed very real feelings and fears with all four characters, and it ended with them all getting great development. Hooty’s confidence in his own importance is restored, King has powers, Eda makes peace with the owl beast, who was actually once a demon that was captured in paper by the collector, who threw it away to be discovered by the curse sales man (I had been wondering all season how Lilith was able to find and afford such a strong and complicated curse)... And Lumity are officially girlfriends.

Bottom 5 episodes list episode 2 The First Day: Oh look an episode that took place after 1a? Yes the show got better in season 1b, but it still was not consistently good yet and there were a few episodes that were set backs. This episode was the worst of the set backs, had me scared we going straight back to early 1a episode quality. Luz went to hexise because after “Lost in Language” she got serious about wanting to learn magic, and Eda was not able to tech it to her. At this stage Luz knows only two gliphs and is really novice at controlling both of them, her entrance exam reminds us that. With how psyched she to go to the school and finally start learning you would expect this episode to be about Luz settling into to school, and starting to put more work on finding alternte ways to do magic. Bump even helps her out by sticking her in the potions track. Its an all purpose magic track, she does not need a bile sack because the magic will be in the ingredient, and it was the same track Eda was in so Luz can continue her Legacy... Luz decides  almost right away potions (Potions!) is the most boring of the track, and sneaks out of her first class to go play with the oracle tracks equipment. She is then immediately caught and sentenced to the detention track for the entire semester (harsh! This is her first offense, no warnings Bump?) But then we learn that the detention track is all education loving rebels, who use secret tunnels to learn all the different types of magic. Wow this track is even more perfect for Luz than potions!.. of course she does not stay. By then end of the episode this untrained, novice, witch, who has only been on the isles a couple months at most, and at the school less than a day manage somehow convinces the principal to change the system and permanently allow multi-tracking at Hexisde and protect any teacher and student in that program. A feet that seasoned witches with lots of talent, years of learning magic, and who begged for the chance to do more could not because... they are not main heroines.

That was only my second problem. My first was that the dentition track kids are all written to be idiots and jerks. It was blatantly obvious that the bad stuff Luz told her friends about the detention track was from before she learned about their club. She has been with them since learning it, and has not spoken to anyone else. Plus they know sitting at a desk doing nothing is boring, that is why they sneak into the tunnels. It would be one thing if Gus or Willow were known as blabs and they were afraid of their secret getting out and the tunnels being boarded up, but no. Luz did nothing wrong and they are bullying her for stupid and forced reasons to create drama. I do not like seeing other characters be jerks to Luz in a situation where she did absolutely nothing to them first. I heard Dana originally saw the detention trio as unimportant and was never going to bring them back, but did later because of fan demand... Well of course fans would like these characters and see them as important. They are the first young characters to be shown as negatively impacted by Belos’s one type of magic per witch laws, and the first to mix their magic. They were always going to be important and should have always been written with care.

On the bright side this was the first episode to convince me that Lumity might become a real couple instead of just friends who are supossedly coded as being more

Top 5 best Episodes number 2 Enchanting Grom Fight: Secondary characters had Labyrinth Runners, Core characters had Knock Knock Knocking On Hooty’s door. This is the episode the cliche slice of life episode that did the best job of developing them all together. The episode starts with Luz talking to her mom on the phone and feeling guilt at having to lie to her. SO Luz and Camilia must normally have a pretty hones relationship. We also learnt hat they speak Spanish to each other (representation!). When the school starts talking about Grom we learn Skara had a boyfriend back then and hey were adorably excited to go to grom together. Gus and King are hanging out after “really small problems” and are doing the announcement together. Eda got invited to chaperon. Luz owns an otter suit. when we get to the dance we see that their are gay couples dancing together as well as straight ones, mattholomule trying to boost his status by dancing with an older girl who clearly only agreed to the dance out of pity. Willow confidently handing out homemade corsages to classmates. King gets stage fright (just like Raine) and Gus helps him. Cat and Pufferfish head apparently know each other and went to Grom together. In the beginning of the show it seemed like the mouthhead girl was going to go with the beast-keeping jerk, but I guess they split because she spends the night hanging out with Amelia instead. You would expect Boshca to go with the quarterback but instead she goes stage and spends the night hanging out with other singles...interesting. Poor Ed and Em got stood up (I hope they TPed their dates houses)...

I liked Grom’s take on peoples fears. It starts out with kinda joke fears, things that are a bit creepy or a little embarrassing, then moves on to bigger fears. Nobody’s worst fear is actually as bad as it seems, but all of them are relatable to a degree and nobody is shamed for having them. Then of course that heartfelt moment where Lumity faced Grom together, Luz offering to go to the dance with Amity since she was to scared to ask her crush, who we get actually get confirmation was Luz. Thier dance together was absolutely stunning. Amity has gotten so strong with abominations. Luz is only on single gliphs but has perfected those enough to become  a formidable fighter. And then they combine their powers and their attack gets stronger, metaphorically these two are powerful and capable on their own but better together. Their last go turns Grom into a beautiful pink tree right int the forest: Metaphor the right support can help you find the beauty in a bad situation. This was wonderful.

Bottom 5 epsidoes number 1 Escape of the Palisman: My least favorite episode. I waited all season for the owl beast to reappear and to get more on the curse, and now that it happens, nothing. King takes it to the park to win an argument with a baby about a slide. That’s it? Rip off! Plus with Luz and her friends going to a stadium to watch a sports game from bleachers sounded boring to began with but it would have been better than watching Luz steel from Eda, injure Owlbert in a way that looked bad, get off scoot free (note she never apologized to Owlbert or Eda), and Learn nothing.The trials that were supposed to be exciting were not because the show could not even be bothered to at least pretend they were anything more than the BAT Queen’s chores, again did nothing to strengthen Luz and Owlbert’s bond, and again Luz never had to apologizes or actually make what she did better. The worst part of this was that this was set right before the first hiatus and it left us with with virtually no suspense, questions, or anything to look forward to when the hiatus ended. We saw a blurry shadow of who cursed Eda, but she barely cares and is unlikely to investigate (she never did. Lilith told her). The Bat Queen’s backstory was the highlight of the episode but I knew right when she said that she did not remember her giant we were unlikely to get anymore on it for a very long time (it’s looking like never). At the end o this episode I felt nothing but annoyance and I honestly did not care if the show never came back after hiatus, and that’s a problem

Top 5 Episodes number 1 Hollow Minds: It had to be Hallow Minds. This was the climax of season 2, the one where every mystery and secret that had been built up all came out. Were both The Emperor and he writers stopped playing games and got serious with us. I loved the first part of the Emperors mind (his lies) was beautiful and royal looking, but the deeper parts (where the truth lay) was so dark and sinister. We saw Team Red working together and it was a welcomed laugh. Hunter and Luz are forced to work together again and their enjoyable reluctant sibling relationship from Hunting palismans. Worried mama Eda is back and is willing to protect her children magic or not. How Team Red get the potion to Eda. OF course we all had long sense known the reveals by then. We knew that Hunter was a grim walker clone of Belos dead brother., and not the first golden guard. We knew that Belos was Phillip, and that Phillip was a witch hunter from the human world. We knew that Luz had helped him with Gliphs in the past (when she thought he was some great and heroic adventure/inventer). None of that prior knowledge made it any less suspenseful to watch Luz and Hunter go deeper into the Belos’s mind, and none of that made their shattered reactions to Them learning these secrets any less painful. The one thing I did not expect, but maybe I should have, was that scared kid Belos was the real inner Belos and he wasn’t shaking because he was scared. When we heard him break, unable to contain his laughter anymore and hem morph into himself, when the zombie was revealed to be his palisman victims trying to warn Luz and Hunter... as chilling as Scooby Doo Zombie Island. The moment he tells Hunter "good bye” and tries to get rid of him as Luz cries. When he uses Luz’s fake name and clips of her calling him his real name to torture Luz. Hunter saying Luz’s real name instead of “Human” as he once again chooses to save her over giving Belos what he wants, knowing this time Belos see and he will not be safe... This is a fabulous climax to the season, and in my opinion the best and most engaging episode of The Owl House

[imtheworst-imsorry]

i’ve only been here since monday and they put me on wheelchair/bed rest bc apparently i’ve somehow Lost weight since i got here. which my ed is happy about but i’m not thrilled about the wc/br because i’m not even allowed to go to groups which seems counterintuitive, they did let me go see the therapy dog that came today (i think they may have taken pity on me since it’s my birthday today) and technically my media privileges were suspended bc i didn’t complete dinner last night (i only managed like 2 tiny bites before i broke down sobbing) but they let me listen to some music to calm me down and then i just chilled out the rest of the night, and now i guess since i completed tonight and i’m being compliant with wc/br they let me have my phone and laptop, which is nice. all the staff are really nice and supportive and patient with me and all the other patients that i’ve talked to have been nice, i’m really bad at remembering names so i feel bad constantly asking people their names again but oh well. my mom is coming to visit in a bit which will be good, i feel really bad about putting my parents through all this and about being here on my birthday, which i don’t really like anyway, i know they’re sad i’m not home, but they want me to get the help and support i need so it is what it is. they make us drink SO MUCH water, i didn’t think i was very dehydrated but i guess i was, i swear i’ve never peed this much in my life, but at least that means my kidneys are working ig lol. my first ekg was a bit wonky so they redid it and it was a little better, and i had a bone density scan earlier, too. it took them a lot of time and confusion trying to figure out how to get me my T shots while i’m here but they finally got it together and i’m getting it tonight, thank goodness, bc in another day or so i’d start feeling REALLY shitty. they did scare the (metaphorical) crap out of me when they said my drug screening came back with amphetamines and ecstasy (and weed but i knew that would be there and i told them i smoke so that’s whatever) but apparently wellbutrin can sometimes give a false positive for those kinds of drugs, i think i would have keeled over if i hadn’t been sitting down bc aside from when my psychiatrist and i were trying adderall to see if it would help my adhd (it didn’t) i’ve never even been near those drugs, i made a pact with myself after everything went to shit in brooklyn that i’m NEVER doing anything harder than weed and i told them that (unless i ever try some kind of depression treatment with like, ket or psychedelics or whatever but that would be under medical supervision) but they’re gonna redo my labwork in a few days to see if some of my other values are getting better. i’m pretty sure i have my full treatment team meeting on friday, my parents are going to try to come if they can make it work with their schedule, and i’m hoping i feel less anxious about all the uncertainty once we do that, i don’t like unknown variables and there’s a lot of that right now but i’ve only been here not even 3 full days. really what i’m worried about other than just Everything is what kind of diagnosis i’m gonna get, and when i’m going to be able to start doing meal planning bc i’ll do a lot better when i can make my own choices and know what’s coming, and i’m worried they might take me off the wellbutrin bc you’re not supposed to be on it if you have an ed, but it’s the ONLY thing that’s ever even remotely helped me (along with the remeron that i’m on, too) but my doctor said he’s going to talk to my outside psychiatrist to coordinate care and i trust her to advocate for me about that bc she knows how hard it was to find something that works for me. so there’s still a lot of stuff i don’t have answers for yet, which i hate, but i kinda just have to trust the process and know that the people here know what they’re doing and keep doing my best bc that’s all i can do rn

[sonknuxadow]

why are hashbrown motel fans complaining about the characters getting redesigned as if the designs in the pilot didnt already suck lmao

[boyfhee]

🗗 UNLIKELIHOOD | prologue

❝ the unlikelihood of . . . ❞

PRECIS. the chances of you confessing to your crush sums to zero when you realise you have to pretend to have a crush on sunghoon, just to help your friend hide her feelings for the ice prince.

or, alternatively, in which you borrow an eraser from your friend, yi kyeong, which has sunghoon's name written on it ( or so you think ) so, when the mentioned boy sees it, you have no other choice but to lie that you have a crush on him to avoid disclosing your friend's secret.

GENRE. humour, fluff, angst if you squint hard enough, coming of age

WARNINGS. math + other warnings will be mentioned in their respective chapters

NOTE. i said i won't be writing but here we are. this is very very slightly inspired by kieta hatsukoi. this, in no way, is supposed to disrespect the manga plot in anyway. i'm aware that it's a bl manga + show, i respect that. i wanted to write something with the plot and i know i could've made this a bl fic but first, i'm simply not comfortable with romantic portrayals of idol x idol ships and second, i'm not experienced with writing x male reader fics and i don't want to get anything wrong. besides, nothing really is same except the eraser and name incident. on another note, the pronouns for reader used here are they / them to make this more inclusive so you can imagine it whichever way you wish. send an ask / comment to join the taglist. happy reading <3

“huh?”

you stare back in confusion. “what?” 

“that eraser,” sunghoon gulps, eyes fluctuating between you and the eraser in your hand, with visible panic evident on his face. “it had my name.” 

“no, it doesn’t.” that’s a lie. “you’re mistaken.” he’s not. 

no one wants to lie at nine in the morning, right before a practice test, especially to someone who you’ve never talked to in your whole life; unless people are crazy enough to lie pathologically as a passion. you, however, happen to do the same, in hopes he would believe you. 

but sunghoon is sure he saw his name on your eraser. not only his name, but a heart as well. ‘ psh ♡ ’ that’s what it said, and he’s certainly assured that it’s for him. 

“i’m not. i’m sure i saw my name,” at this point, none of you care about the practice test. he’s trying to prove his point while your mind is lost amongst the field of excuses, looking for the right one. 

“no, you didn’t. you’re mistaken!” gaslighting is definitely for the right excuse but, that’s the best you came up with, in seconds. the look on his face tells you that he isn’t buying your words. you slowly feel the situation grip out of your hand, every second burdening on your shoulders as you hope for sunghoon to give up and move on like nothing ever happened. 

“then, show me the eraser,” sunghoon demands, eyes fixed on you for a response. he trusts his instincts, he should, he isn’t lying. you don’t know him at all, but you know that if he wants something, he gets it, no matter that. “if i’m mistaken, then show it to me. i’ll check myself.”

and so he does, snatching the eraser from your fist as he looks at you with a knowing gaze. there’s amusement in his eyes, a glint of pink resting on his cheeks, but that’s from the winter cold.

“no way, yn, you like sunghoon?” that’s sunoo, and this shouldn’t be happening. you whip your head around, looking at him as he seizes the eraser from sunghoon’s grip, taking a better look at it. “who would’ve expected?” 

no one, exactly. you don’t even know sunghoon. he’s just a classmate, someone who’s popular in whole school but not in your eyes. you respect him for his grades and talent, but you’ve never paid him any attention. instead, your mind has always revolved around sunoo, forever looking at him in a room full of angels, to put it in better words. 

“listen, it’s not mine.” yeah, it’s better to not lie; not in front of sunoo. why is he here in the first place? sunoo sleeps through his days at school, no matter how important the classes are, and somehow still manages to score good marks. he’s a miracle, a work of art, epitome of intelligence and beauty, a true angel. your heart overflows with love for him. 

“who does it belong to?” sunghoon counters, and you don’t want to answer. honestly, you could do way better if sunoo left but like a curious cat, his eyes hover over you for a response. 

“it’s—” a pause. you can’t possibly disclose your friend’s feelings, that’d be unfair to her. and you, well, you have no option but to save yourself a good friendship. “mine.”  

you don’t look at sunghoon’s face. you simply don’t have the courage to do that. so, you get to the practice question paper lying on your desk, reading through algebraic equations while your brain is enmeshed between math, your friend, and the person you’re pretending to have a crush on; all in the presence of your actual crush. 

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[primofate]

Genshin Volleyball Dream Team [Volleyball Team AU - Inspired by Haikyuu!] Introduction Headcanons

Notes: Guess who started watching Haikyuu! FML As if I didn’t have enough things to do I decided to fall in love with like 5 different volleyball teams with an average of 10 players. 

I couldn’t get it out of my head. I’m sorry.

Scenario: What if the Genshin boys were a volleyball team?

In the next part: How would it be working as their manager? What if someone hits on you? What if some girl fans bully you? Also, how would it be to date a Genshin volleyball superstar?

Other works in the Volleyball Team AU Series: Click Here

If you’re not familiar with volleyball (or Haikyuu) here’s a link explaining what each position in the team does.

Team Genshin

Team Colours: Blue

What the team banner reads: Spike them out of this world!

#1 Zhongli (Captain/Wing Spiker/Ace)

The rock and pillar of the team

Has a strict looking face but amicable most times. Except for when you’re late for training then run. Just run.

Anyone who skips training will feel his wrath in the form of extra 10 laps around the gym

If you joined the volleyball team, to him, you’ve basically signed a contract to COMMIT to the volleyball team. No questions asked. Sissies aren’t allowed here.

If anyone in the team is misbehaving e.g. teasing another team he’s the one who pushes your head down and apologizes for you. “Apologies about this one, he gets way too excited,”

Doesn’t let failure stop him. Tries to keep it together for the team.

Obviously has a lot of fans but they’re too intimidated to approach him.

#2 Diluc (Vice Captain/Wing Spiker/Defense Specialist)

strong but silent type

serious about the game

doesn’t talk much but his volleyball game is STRONG

because he doesn’t look like much, opponents are SHOOK when he spikes with a big loud SMACK

Doesn’t brag a lot. His victory cheer is just a simple fist pump.

Will call the shots and sets if needed

Socially kinda awkward

Also has a lot of fans, everyone in the team has a lot of fans but he gets the most love letters in the locker type of thing.

Nicknamed Silent Burn cause of his intense stare and passion while playing.

#3 Kaeya (Middle Blocker)

Diluc’s totally opposite brother

Not as serious as Diluc in the game but has a particular talent for it

loves to tease and talk crap about other teams (Zhongli reels him in almost every time)

Don’t let him fool you though, his block game is an iron wall and there’s no getting past him unless you’re quicker.

Possibly the one that skips training the most

Nicknamed Ice Wall cause you think you got the ball past him, you see the cracks, but he pushes back two times stronger

Got the type of fans that are SQUEALING his name and he fuels them by waving back at them.

#4 Albedo (Setter)

Genius. A formidable addition to the team.

Has precise calculations of where he should direct the ball and to whom.

Silent type, a bit like Diluc, but talks more because he likes discussing with others what was wrong with his set and how he can improve it.

Experiments with the other members on different types of sets and attacks.

What he lacks in height he makes up for with intelligence.

Doesn’t have a lot of fans because he looks arrogant but the ones he have are pleasant ones that just lurk around the gym and doesn’t say much. Maybe snapping a picture of him but okay I would too.

#5 Tartaglia (Middle Blocker/Wing Spiker)

Probably the one that’s most energetic and shouts whenever they get a point.

You have to wonder where the hell his energy and drive is coming from.

The one that shouts praises to his team “Nice one!” “Gotcha!” “Take that!” and also the one that provokes the opponents a lot. “Come get it!” “Come on, you can do better than that!” Zhongli is always hovering around him cause someone has to CALM this man-childe down.

Obnoxiously confident.

Is tall so makes a good middle blocker but he’s fast as well.

Loves competing. Like, he LIVES for the competition.

Fans are basically the same as Kaeya’s, loudly cheering for him.

#6 Kazuha (Decoy/Middle Blocker/Wing Spiker)

The first thing that everyone notices about him is that he’s SHORT. How did he make the volleyball team?

Bitch he can FLY. His jumps rivals that of a middle blocker’s height.

Surprise attacks are his thing cause the opponents don’t see or think he’s coming at all.

Possibly the quickest in the team, him and Xiao. The wind is on their side.

Looks calm and collected all the time but inside he’s yearning for the game. Giving up is not in his dictionary.

Has fans that will give him chocolates but he’s the type to only say thank you and bow politely and nothing else. Maybe a small smile.

#7 Xiao (Libero)

Also short, but his reflexes are top-notch, making him a powerful libero.

When you think all is lost and the ball is about to hit the ground Xiao’s there to catch it. 90% of the time. He’s still training the 10%.

Looks up to the captain A LOT. Like he’s Xiao’s role model and possibly the reason that he tries and trains so hard.

Takes it hard when he can’t catch a ball and has a high sense of responsibility. Even if the team keeps on saying it’s not his fault.

Stoic face but the exhilaration he feels during a game sends him off to a high.

Possibly has the most fans out of everyone because all them high school girls love the bad boy look and attitude. Possibly also has those fans that chase him around and when he says “Don’t get in the way,” the fans legit squeal and love him more.

Does not understand why he has a lot of fans. He just loves the game.

#8 Tohma (Pinch Server/Middle Blocker)

Sweet, sweet boy. Boy-next-door type of vibes.

Can talk to anyone. Doesn’t matter if you’re a rival or an opponent he somehow manages to talk everyone up and make friends everywhere he goes.

Because of that his fans also love talking to him and he doesn’t know how to turn them down.

Joined the volleyball team late so he hasn’t had as much practice as the others but works hard on it.

Motivates the team. Good at boosting team morale even though the score is really crap. 

Will keep cheering until his voice is hoarse

Overall 10/10 perfect nice guy

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[callmeshakespurr]

Hey, if you're requests are open could you do a Rick Flag × Male Villian Reader (fluff) idk something cute where Rick Flag ends up falling in love with Male Reader, and the feeling is mutual. Idk you can fo what you want with it. ❤

Rick Flag x Male Reader

Requested: yes

Category: fluff, just a little bit of angst

Warnings: slight torture (?), i mention a knife like,, once

Note: I haven’t watched Suicide Squad in some time, so this could’ve turned out just the tiniest bit yandere, I hope you don’t mind! Also- I kinda struggled with this cause its my first time writing an actual one shot, but I hope you enjoyed it anyways (:

Tysm for requesting, hope you enjoy it <3

“Where is he?”, Amanda Waller called out as she walked down the hallway, towards the high security room you were currently kept in — Colonal Richard ‘Rick’ Flag not far behind her.

Her call grabbed the attention of the two guards, who stood in front of your cell.

“Is he in there?”, Amanda asked again, approaching the door with fast steps. One of the guards nodded and opened the thick metal door to let the director and the colonel in.

Amanda Waller had tried to get her hands on you for almost five years now, after you first made an apperiance in a club, killing two people. After that, several assassinations followed. Nobody knew who you exactly were, what you looked like, who you worked for; you were like a shadow — what people then came to call you, Shadow.

The major reason of why nobody could get a hold of you even in the slightest bit, was because you always vanished before anybody could even spot you.

After two years of not being able to catch you, the police gave up on further investigation in your cases. Amanda didn’t break so easily though. She wanted you in one of those cells she kept so many freaks in already, and she wasn’t going to give up until she had you sitting behind one of those metal doors, unable to escape her.

After all these years of going after you, she did manage to find out two major things about you. Why you always managed to escape without anyone catching a glimpse of you, and what your weakness was.

All these things led to the present situation.

You sat in a dark room, the only light source being a small lamp, dangling from the ceiling. Your ankles were tightly cuffed to the chair you were sitting on, on your wrists and neck you felt something cold and heavy, which seemed to send small electric shocks through your body every few seconds.

You weren’t sure where you exactly were, since you passed out before they got you. Hell, you didn’t even know who ‘they’ were.

You closed your eyes, trying to concentrate on your thoughts, which was not as easy as you hoped it would be. To say that you were in pain was an understatement. The electricity flowing through your body kept you from thinking straight, and send a wave of pure pain through your limbs with every shock you got.

A female voice ripped you from your trance, and you slowly opened your eyes again, head still hanging low. You knew that voice and you knew that you didn’t stand a chance anymore.

“Your powers won’t work anymore, unless i allow you to use them, so don’t even try.”, that voice belonged to none other than Amanda Waller, probably the only person on this planet you actually feared. You were never scared of what her minions could do to you, no. You were scared of what she could do to you if she ever managed to get you — which almost happened on several occasions.

You clenched your fists, trying to ignore the pain that came over you again, as you frantically tried to somehow sort your thoughts and find a way out of this, but nothing seemed to work. There was no way out of this. There was no escaping this. The feeling of helplessness washed over you, a feeling you didn’t like at all.

“You’re Y/N L/N, you’re a teleporter, thats how you managed to always vanish before the police got to the crime scene”, Amanda spoke, watching you as you sat there on the chair, staring at the ground, unable to move a single muscle. “It took me some time, but i managed to figure out how to block your powers”, she continued, taking slow steps towards you “Teleporters are extremely sensitive to electricity, some mightve even already died due to the constant pain if they were in your place.” She stopped right in front of you, looking down at your slumped figure, the only thing restraining you from falling over being the thick metallic handcuffs that kept your hands tied behind the chair.

Amanda grabbed your chin, forcing you to look up at her. Your sight was blurry and it cost you a lot of strength to even keep your eyes open, but you did manage to make out the silhouette of a rather tall person standing at the entrance of the cell, watching the whole scene, before your focus was back on the woman in front of you. “You’re actually a very pretty boy, Y/N, and very smart too, it’s a shame that you decided to end up like this.”, she said, before letting your face go. “Rick, take him to get the injection, then get his things and introduce him to the team. After that, you can take him to his provided cell.”

The man standing at the door — Rick, you assumed — made his way towards you, as Waller left the room, leaving you to the colonel.

Rick helped you out of the cuffs, that kept you strapped to the chair. Looking at you, he almost felt bad, you looked so drained and helpless. He had never exactly agreed with anything Amanda Waller did, but seeing what just a few hours under her control did with you was another level of not agreeing with something she did.

“Can you stand?”, the colonel asked and you nodded, slowly rising from the chair. Your legs wobbled beneath your weight and you instinctively grabbed onto whats next to you, which just so happened to be Ricks Arm.

After making sure you had gathered enough strength, he began to walk with you towards the door.

time skip

It’s been a little over a week now since they’ve brought you here — you think. Every day was the same. Sitting on the cold floor of your cell, staring at the camera in the corner of your ceiling, some guard bringing you food, you not eating it, some guard taking it away again and reporting everything to someone, more staring at the camera, someone bringing you food again, you not eating it again, the guard taking it away again and reporting everything, all over again, everyday.

The only slightest bit good and entertaining thing was the colonel — Rick Flag, as you learned was his name — checking up on you every now and then when he didn’t have anything better to do. You didn’t quite understand why Rick was making efforts to look after you, just for you to not answer his questions anyways, but you appreciated it. It made everything a little more bearable.

Of course, you were one of the bad guys, but that doesn’t mean you didn’t have a life outside of assassinations.

When you weren’t working for other bad guys, you loved to just sit in your apartment and read, you loved to go onto high buildings and watch over the city. You dreamed of leaving everything behind and exploring the world someday. You worked at your favourite coffee shop, hell you even had a cat. The thought of your only friend being probably already dead or suffering made you sad, but what could you do about it?

Sometimes, you wish you hadn’t picked the path you were on, but looking back at the time you chose to work for the bad guys, you didn’t really have a choice.

Your train of thoughts was interrupted, when you heard the door to your cell open. Hoping it would be Rick, you looked up, your eyes only half open from the lack of strength you had. What you did not expect was to see Amanda Waller standing in front of you, Rick Flag behind her.

“Stand up”, the woman demanded. You listened, as it was of no use to resist her orders. You slowly got up on your feet, which didn’t last long, since you almost immediately fell over, landing painfully hard on your knees. To your suprise, Rick immediately rushed to your side, helping you stand up again.

“I don’t need him on missions like this”, Waller spoke as she watched you lean onto Rick for support. “Take him to the base, the council and I will be waiting there in the meeting room for him.” With that, Waller left again.

The way to the car wasn’t long, but with you almost not being able to stand on you own, let alone walk on your own, it took a little longer, which only fueled your anxiety. The ride to the base was even worse though, since nobody talked and you had five guards sitting around you.

Finally arriving at the door of the meeting room, which was located in the base, the two guards standing in front of it immediately opened the door as soon as they saw the colonel.

The room was quiet at an instance, when you stepped a food inside, Rick following very close behind you — just in case something should happen.

Amanda Waller stood in front of a group of suit wearing men who all sat at one big round table, most likely discussing something. She gestured you to come next to her, to which you complied.

“And who is this now, Director Waller? A new addition to your group of- freaks?”, asked one of the men as he looked you up and down, probably doubting that someone like you could be much of an good asset.

“This, Gentlemen,”, she grabbed your arm and moved you a little forward, making you almost tumble “is Y/N L/N or ‘Shadow’, he was an assassin for almost five years now, working for several other bad guys. Nobody got a hold of him till now due to his teleporting ability. He has over a hundred confirmed kills and not once did anyone ever get near him. I’m using these electric cuffs”, she grabbed your arm again and lifted it up to present the metal cuff, which was secured around your arm “to block his powers, which means he cannot teleport, as long as the electric shocks are on full power. As soon as I turn down the power a little, he can use his power, it is more draining and limited to a certain radius, but it works. I have him under full control and I want him on the team.” Murmurs broke out between the people in the room, as soon as she finished.

“I’m sorry, director, but do you really think it’s a good idea to put another- another misfit on that team? They’re bad guys and will always stay bad guys, and their freaky abilities make them even more dangerous.”, one of the men in suits spoke.

“As I said, I have him under full control, gentlemen. Let me demonstrate.”, Amanda spoke, turning to you, as the people sitting at the table sat back.

Waller took out some kind of remote and tapped on something. First your body tensed due to all the stress and pain you were under at the moment, but as soon as Amanda tapped on the remote, the electric shocks suddenly weren’t as intense as they were before, and your whole body relaxed, your eyes almost watering due to the wave of relief washing over you.

Rick was more than tense while watched the whole situation, only realizing in how much pain you actually were when Waller turned down the intensity of the electric shocks emmitting from the metallic cuffs you were wearing.

Waller looked you in the eyes with a serious expression on her face. “You disobey, you die, got that?” And suddenly you remembered the injection they gave you, when they first brought you here.

Seeing you had no other choice than obeying her, you simply gave her a small nod and looked around the room, taking in every detail. You looked at the small table in front of you, spotting a sharp knife, which you figured was put there by Amanda specifically for you in this exact situation.

With fast movements, you grabbed the knife and teleported to the other side of the room, holding the knife to one of the mens throat. Everyone in the room stiffened even more, and you heard at least three guns clicking.

Looking up, your eyes met Rick’s, before you looked over to Waller, who was already fixated on you. You slowly pressed the knife more against the man’s throat, wanting to see what Waller was going to do. The next electric shock came and you almost yelled out in pain, letting the knife fall, teleporting back to Waller and falling to your knees, clutching the metal around your neck.

Rick wanted to rush to help you, but was quickly held back by Amanda, gesturing him to wait.

“As you can see, I can control his powers however i want to, and should he disobey in any way, or should his powers bolt”, she tilted your head with her finger, than pressed onto the spot on your neck where they injected you, “he dies.”

Still staring at the ground, you swallowed harshly. You’ve never wanted to go back in time and undo all the bad things that happened so badly like in this specific moment. Maybe if you’re parents hadn’t ever found about your ability, you would still be at home, with your family, not here, being tortured by some government lady who wanted to use you as a weapon.

“There’s one more thing. I don’t need him on any mission in this shape. He needs to recover, quickly, and while doing so, I want him under Rick Flags complete supervision. It might cost a little more effort, but think about of how much use he will be for us”, Amanda said, a mischievous expression crossing her face for a few seconds, that going unnoticed by you and pretty much everyone else in the room.

time skip

Three whole months had passed. You’ve been staying with Rick ever since Amanda Waller announced that he had to fully supervise you.

The time you spent with Rick made you feel as if everything wasn’t so bad after all. Occasional talking here and there, Rick cooking something for the both of you every now and then, you almost felt normal again — weren’t there the electric cuffs reminding you of what was real every few minutes.

Over the past three months, your sleep only got worse. You got used to the constant pain by now, but the electricity didn’t only affect you physically, it also messed up your thoughts like hell. Sometimes you didn’t know where up and down was anymore, everything was all over the place inside your mind.

That was also the reason, you were up right now, in the middle of the night, sitting at the big window in your bedroom, looking over the city. You hugged your knees tightly to your chest, and rested you chin on them, letting a few tears slip. You hadn’t cried in a long time, but you were just so exhausted. You were never this close to giving up than right now. Nothing seemed to ever be okay again, you couldn’t do anything but accept your fate.

Being to entangled in your own thoughts, you didn’t hear your bedroom door open.

It didn’t take Rick a long time to spot you in your place at the window. He just came home from a mission that Amanda Waller had wanted you on, but Rick insisted on giving you a little more time to deal with everything.

The tall man closed the door as quietly as he could behind him, which seemed to not be quiet enough, since you jumped slightly at the noise, quickly standing up and turning around. Rick gave you an apologetic look, before slowly walking towards you, “I’m sorry, I should’ve knocked, I just wanted to check up on you and see if you’re alright-“ “It’s fine, I’m fine”, you interrupted him, wiping your tears quickly, taking a deep breath.

Rick frowned, he had never seen you cry before. He cared too much for you and he knew it, he just couldn’t help himself. Stopping in front of you, he looked down at you, only for his eyes to meet yours. For a moment, you both got lost in each others eyes, before you ripped your gaze away, looking to the side.

“Do you want anything else from me?”, you asked shakily, getting a little nervous with his burning stare on you.

“I actually do, yes-“, he hesitated for a moment. You looked up at him with a questioning expression. “Close your eyes”, you complied, closing your eyes slightly, one hand moving to hold onto Rick’s shirt so you didn’t lose your balance. You felt him lean down slightly, till you could fell his warm breath on your cheek. You surpressed a shiver, as he carefully tilted your head.

Now, you didn’t really know what to expect; you and Rick had gotten closer but you weren’t sure, if there were actual romantic feelings, or if he just pitied you, so a kiss wasn’t exactly what you expected. But you definitely would’ve expected it more than what happened next.

A small ‘click’ echoed through the dark room, the next thing you knew was, that all the pain suddenly disappeared. Your eyes watered when you felt Rick’s fingers carefully removing the heavy metallic cuffs around your wrists and neco, pure relief washing over you. Your leaned your body onto Rick’s, unable to support your own weight for a few moments.

When you had finally gained control over your own body again, you moved back a few centimetres and looked up to Rick, who met your confused eyes. “I couldn’t bear to see you in so much pain any longer, so I triedmy best to convince her and I’d say I’m lucky that she trusts me with you.”, the colonel smiled a little, raising a hand to softly carress your cheek. Your eyes widened. He quickly removed his hand again and apologized, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me.”

Rick took a step back, still being careful so you didn’t lose balance again, “I should go, and you should sleep, you need to be well rested and-“

You were fast to interrupt him by taking a quick step towards him, getting a little on your tiptoes, before pressing a small kiss to Rick’s lips. You carefully looked him in the eyes again, “I don’t know either, but it just felt like the right thing to do.”

It took the man a few seconds to process what just happened, but when he did, he was quick to kiss you again, his soft lips over yours, moving slowly, as you kissed back. He put his hands on your waist, while you locked yours behind his neck. You kissed for a few moments, before the both of you had to breathe again. “Thank you”, you whispered against Rick’s lips, before receiving another small peck. “Sleep with me tonight?”, he asked quietly, getting lost in your eyes again. You gave him a small nod, allowing him to pick you up and carry you to his room, both of you smiling as you fell onto the mattress.