#or is their relationship anarchy game just too strong

[mayasaura]

What a beautiful cruel perfect idea Dulcinea had, wanting her face to be sculpted postmortem to match Camilla's drawing of her. Even if they made it to her funeral, those zealots of truth would never know what she looked like. She never wanted them to. This is the truth, would say her corpse: who I was to you is more real than the configuration of cartilage and bone. Who I am is the person you saw in me.

[stupid-puppycat]

pls infodump about ur agents

ok i think im just gonna type everything on my mind rn so this wont have any kind of continuity or shit so im sorry

also i know they talk inklish so idk if there a spanish or birtish version of it but idc!!! im going to ignore that ok so for agent four:

was 15 when marie made him agent 4, then he got hit with my transgender beam and changed his name to Four

sees Marie as a mother to him, and even if Marie thought that four was kinda weird at the start she warmed up to him

didn't talk a lot to marie af the start either, kinda just. looked at her, but as time went by he started to get more and more comfortable and started to get very talkative

met with the other agents at octo canyon-Tentakeel Outpost after octo expansion, so never got to see three without the scar on their face

the only one of the agents who finished school, three dropped out and eight couldn't go anymore after going to the surface

even if he acts really silly and goofy he’s not stupid, especially good at math!

fucking LOVES soda, really really rarely drinks water

bites eight and three out of nowhere, his way to show affection <3

sleeps a lot, likes to go into swimform and sleep in top of three or eight

in swimform, one of his tentacles is shorter than the other

(idc if games and franchises like this wouldn't exist in the splatoon world.... i have to project) LOVES pokemon, like an insane amount, has finished pokemon platinum like 50 times at this point

works at salmon run to earn all of his money, doesn't really do agent stuff like missions anymore

gets """bullied""" by my two neo 3s, they just love to make pranks on him

good relationship with his brother even if they don't talk a lot, relationship with parents.... not so good

The three of the agents live at Four’s house

in a polycule with three and eight, he was the first to confess

used to have a really strong latino/spanish accent, no longer soo noticeable but still there ( bilingual )

teaches Eight bad words in spanish telling her they are cute pet names and stuff

Agent 8:

was 15 when all of the octo expansion stuff happened, 10 when first got in all the octo army stuff

transfem, started to socially transition and do voice training a little before octo expansion, officially started to get hrt at like 17-18

Ptsd and memory issues, gets a lot of nightmares about the deep sea metro so she likes to sleep with four or three for comfort

Still in contact with pearl and marina, really good relationship!!

completely amazed at inkling culture, even tho she doesn’t like that there is almost none octopus stuff

can’t stand some textures or foods, also doesn’t drink stuff with too much gas since she says its " too strong for her "

loves to paint and write poems!!

Four helps her with her estrogen injections since Three is REALLY scared of needles ( octo expansion stuff )

eats peppers as if they were apples, yummy

the one who gets up early ( like at 6am )

also the one who cooks because the other two will probably put the kitchen on fire ( especially three. )

bilingual, knows perfect octarian and a good inklish

has a british accent when talking in inklish, trying to learn spanish (whatever name infish have for spanish ) because three and four keep talking it and she doesn't understand a thing

doesn’t usually participate in turf war or anarchy battles, maybe sometimes she plays splatzones. only plays turf war when in the same team as three and/or four on splatfest

the only one who can actually make both of neo 3s to behave properly ( most of the time...)

LOVES judd and lil’ judd, like absolutely obsessed with them

octoling’s tentacles are prehensile, so when she kisses or hugs the other agents her tentacles try and grab them by the face ( also they move around a lot when happy !! )

also likes to bite as a way to show affection, but does more carefully because she’s venomous ( just a little bit, tho! )

loves LOVES being the small spoon despite being the tallest of the three! ( 172cm tall !! woah.. )

Agent 3:

was 14 when recruited by captain cuttlefish, 16 when octo expansion stuff happened

scar on their face thanks to sanitization ! it kinda burned their skin... ouch !

big fangs that stick out, constantly bites their own tongue accidentally

has this dead/tired face :| but they're actually really silly too, just more chill than Four

cut their tail when they got into the new squidbeak splatoon, but its now growing back

selective mutism, learned sign language at like, 16? at the start Marie had to translate sign language to the neo3s

loves wearing his hero-headgear, they were modified to work like noise cancelers whenever he wants to

likes to sing, but is kinda shy about it

Also loves pokemon ! but more on the competitive side of it more than the casual, completely destroys Four when playing against him

loves when Eight or Four just. lay on top of them, like putting their whole weight on top of them.

can purr, both eight and four are fascinated by it??, no idea how they do it but its cute so its okay

when they and Four were teenagers, they loved to show him stuff he stole from enemy octolings, or just stuff they found cod knows where

has to do trips to alterna that usually last like 1-2 weeks? Four and Eight bake cookies for them <3

THEY ACTUALLY SHOWERS NOW, but forgets to wash their clothes so idk how much of a difference that makes

ALSO knows inklish and spanish! they have little to no spanish accent, their voice get a little more husky when talking in spanish tho

teaches Eight hard to pronounce spanish words because they like hearing her try and say it with her british accent

rubs their face against the other agents face / body to demand attention / show affection

HAS A CAT ALLERGY, you know how bad luck that is? the only mammals alive on your world and you're allergic to them?

also works at salmon run, but not really in the same team as Four or else they both get really distracted being GAY.

kinda tries to ""babysit"" the neo3s, but they always tease them and prank them...

[sonofthedragon]

DC Superhero Girls: Anarky

(Based on a reddit post I commented on, here's how I think Anarky could fit into dcshg. )

Full name: Alonso Cezar Machin

Nicknames: Lonnie, Anarky (code name), Moneyspider (hacker moniker) Voice of the People

Gender: Male(Lonnie) nonbinary (Anarky/Moneyspider)

Pronouns: He/Him (Lonnie) They/Them (Anarky/Moneyspider)

Species: Human

Age: 15

Hair: Reddish Blonde

Eyes: Hazel

Complexion: White

Hometown: Metropolis (formerly Gotham City)

Family: Manual Machin (Father) Rosario Machin (Mother) Yap (Pet)

Alignment: Bad (identifies as Good)

Personality: Kind, Generous, Empathetic, Determined, Witty, Clever, Awkward, Zealous, Intelligent

Occupation: Student, Supervillain (official), Revolutionary (claimed)

Likes: Revolution, Activism, Protests, Video games, Old movies

Favorite Food: Pizza, Nachos

Favorite Color: Red

Relationships.

Superhero Girls

Barbara Gordon: The two were in the same computer club back in Gotham so Batgirl was excited to see Lonnie in Metropolis. Their alter egos would collide with the two of them finding out each other's secret identities.

Jessica Cruz: Lonnie comes to like Jessica due to her activism and strong moral stances. He can get impatient with her less thought out methods though. He really doesn't have an issue with Green Lantern beyond an obstacle to his goals, though her willingness to talk things out is appreciated.

Diana Prince: Diana's stellar performance in school and passion for sticking up for those weaker than her cause Lonnie to grow to admire her. Those same traits would lead to similar admiration for Wonder Woman though he gets frustrated by her refusal to fight "the real enemies"

Karen Beecher: Karen's aptitude for technology would impress Lonnie and her shy demeanor would at times trigger his protection instinct. The former would be transferred to Bumblebee and her willingness to handle things peacefully somewhat won Lonnie over.

Kara Danvers: Lonnie would be put off by the Kryptonian's brash and confrontational personality as well as her distaste for "nerd stuff". Her aggressive and short tempered behavior as Supergirl would further fuel his distaste for the cousin of Superman.

Zee Zatara: The nicest thing Lonnie can say about Zee is that she is a fundamentally nice person. But between her wealthy status, zeal for "frivolities" like fashion and her shameless showing off of her magic powers, that's as far as it goes.

Supervillain Girls

Harleen Quinzel: Like with Barbara, Harley was excited to welcome a fellow Gothamite though Lonnie would come to find her too loud for his liking. He would likewise have a mixed relationship with her villainous persona Harley Quinn with Lonnie getting irritated at the clown's insistence that her chaos was the same as Anarky's er anarchy but they would at times make common cause.

Pamela Isley: Pamela's devotion to protecting the environment would earn Lonnie's approval, as Poison Ivy her disregard for human life would (ironically) see her taking things too far as Anarky.

Selina Kyle: Selina's overwhelm materialism (and willingness to rob the poor as well as the rich) would sour Lonnie's opinion almost immediately. Still Anarky and Catwoman could occasionally work together, albeit with neither trusting the other.

Leslie Willis: Lonnie would be disgusted by Leslie's petty trolling and Livewire's casual sadism.

Doris Zeul: Whether as Doris or Giganta Lonnie's opinion is basically the same, a dumb brute best avoided.

Carol Ferris: Lonnie basically just pitys her for her obsession with Hal Jordan

[senstrike]

— BASICS.

▸ IS YOUR MUSE TALL / SHORT / AVERAGE? 6’ or thereabouts. ▸ ARE THEY OKAY WITH THEIR HEIGHT? he wouldn’t mind an extra inch or two. ▸ WHAT’S THEIR HAIR LIKE? sandy brown, with a bit of a curl when it starts to grow out. it’s thick + can get quite fluffy. usually he keeps it cut short, + styled carefully. he’s not above lessening the appearance of grey hairs. a barber is an essential expense no matter what stage of life one is in. ▸ DO THEY SPEND A LOT OF TIME ON THEIR HAIR / GROOMING? more than you might think, yes. it’s part vanity, part … ▸ DOES YOUR MUSE CARE ABOUT THEIR APPEARANCE / WHAT OTHERS THINK? he is very aware of how appearance affects perception. it’s not so much that he cares what others think of him — for better or worse, he’s gotten to where he is in life because he doesn’t give a shit what people think of him — but he presents himself the way he wants to be seen: what he considers masculine, attractive, in control, etc.

— PREFERENCES.

▸ INDOORS OR OUTDOORS? outdoors. ▸ RAIN OR SUNSHINE? sunshine. ▸ FOREST OR BEACH? beach. ▸ PRECIOUS METALS OR GEMS? metal. ▸ FLOWERS OR PERFUMES? perfume. ▸ PERSONALITY OR APPEARANCE? personality. he himself is fairly domineering ( understatement ) + will only able to properly bond with, or even truly respect, someone with a strong personality who will push back. ▸ BEING ALONE OR BEING IN A CROWD? in a crowd, but apart from it. ▸ ORDER OR ANARCHY? order. 🫡 ▸ PAINFUL TRUTHS OR WHITE LIES? painful truths. ▸ SCIENCE OR MAGIC? science. ▸ PEACE OR CONFLICT? conflict. he doesn’t know what to do with peace. ▸ NIGHT OR DAY? day. ▸ DUSK OR DAWN? dawn. ▸ WARMTH OR COLD? warmth. ▸ MANY ACQUAINTANCES OR A FEW CLOSE FRIENDS? few close friends. ▸ READING OR PLAYING A GAME? playing a game, but it depends on the game. ( he does like to read. )

— QUESTIONNAIRE.

▸ WHAT ARE SOME OF YOUR MUSE’S BAD HABITS? LOL. um well. general arrogance and selfishness. a disinclination to listen to anyone’s advice, as mentioned. he refuses to acknowledge in any real way that he’s mentally ill + needs help, so he’ll often spiral. he’s such a schemer, too. he ruins pretty much every relationship ( romantic + otherwise ) that he has bc of these things. he’s overly comfortable with resorting to violence to “solve” problems. + he smokes cigars fairly frequently. ok who wants him? ▸ HAS YOUR MUSE LOST ANYONE CLOSE TO THEM? HOW HAS IT AFFECTED THEM? his mother took her own life when he was eighteen, which set his views on mental illness / healthcare for the rest of his life. he feels a sense of abandonment + anger, justified or not, although in later life he’s come to better understand what she was going through. when he was in vietnam, he watched many of the men he considered his friends die violently, but the death that affected him the most was betsy’s, the woman he loved back home. it’s impossible to succinctly convey just how fundamentally her loss, + the traumatic circumstances in which he found out, affected him. fifty or so years on, he is homesick for an idealised version of the past he cannot ever return to. ▸ WHAT ARE SOME FOND MEMORIES YOUR MUSE HAS? playing outside as a kid. classes in high school with a teacher who really believed in him. his relationship with betsy, rose-tinted as it is. earning his black belt. winning. winning. winning. getting to be fully insane + fully understood with his best friend ( shoutout terry ). the success of cobra kai. getting to know johnny. getting to know tory. ▸ IS IT EASY FOR YOUR MUSE TO KILL? when he believes it’s justified, yes. an enemy deserves no mercy. ▸ WHAT’S IT LIKE WHEN YOUR MUSE BREAKS DOWN? it’s ugly + you know it. he lashes out + isolates himself. ▸ IS YOUR MUSE CAPABLE OF TRUSTING SOMEONE WITH THEIR LIFE? he’s a solider; yes, although now there is no one left he trusts. ▸ WHAT’S YOUR MUSE LIKE WHEN THEY’RE IN LOVE? fiercely protective of his partner; dedicated almost to the point of obsession. love for john is a very you-and-me-vs-the-world thing. with his capital-p person, he can be softer + more vulnerable than you might expect — more romantic, too. BUT. instead of communicating his need for attention + affection, he has a tendency to withdraw, becoming cold + distant until his partner has “worked hard enough” to earn him. ( so … who wants him? ) he’s only fallen in love twice — once if you ask him — + being obsessive + unable-to-let-go-of-anything-ever as he is, he’s never fallen out of it.

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[bangtans-momma]

SAVAGE LOVE DRABBLE

I Dare You To Kiss Me. . .

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Pairing: Jungkook x OC

Word Count: 1.7k words

Age Rating/ trigger warnings:

Not mature, only kissing pecks, light swearing (shit, badass), their first kiss, Daring each other to do things, slight angst in the last few sentences. Very brief mention of weed smoking and drinking, messing around, losing virginity later on in life. Nothing descriptive (small mention) Characters are 13 at this point.

Authors note:

Part of Jungkook and Alice’s Backstory.

This can be read as a stand alone but if you want to know more about their relationship read Savage love.

Click this savage love link just below.

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I Dare You To Kiss Me. . .

I giggle childishly as I grab onto Kookies hand letting him pull me out of the rarely used music department backdoor that leads out onto the sports area, by the tennis and basketball courts.

No one is using this area today either, pretty sure they are all at the track field.

He chuckles with a mischievous grin on his face when he sees my matching expression of anarchy.

Jungkook dared me to ditch school with him and me being a crazy girl who can’t back down, I agreed.

As soon as we get to the broken part in the chain link fence by the basketball courts, he holds it open for me as I chuck our backpacks through first, then scramble through in excitement.

An uncontrollable moment of very mischievous laughter bursts out of me as I watch Kookie escape through the gap too.

He grabs my hand laughing and literally drags me off towards his house, his parents aren’t ever home because they both work until late.

But Jungkook just happens to have keys to get into his house because he comes to mine for a few hours after school. But he always leaves to go to his house at around six pm, knowing his parents will be home soon.

We were so nervous that we would get caught by someone who knew our parents that we ran all the way to his home filled with nervous laughter.

As soon as we get inside and he closes the front door, we both descend into crazy laughter immediately.

“Let’s go upstairs to my room Princess”

Jungkook smiles at me, pulling me with him by grabbing my hand.

He excitedly tells me about his new game, rambling about how good it is.

I giggle at him as he animatedly puts his console on and starts the game, handing me a controller with a huge bunny grin.

He always looks so pretty when he smiles at me like that, I can’t help but stare at him.

Blushing, I take the controller from him and look at the screen waiting for him to show me the ropes of a new game.

I can feel him still looking at me but I pretend to not notice until it’s obvious and I have to look at him.

As soon as I glance up I’m thrown by the look on his face, he coughs nervously looking flustered and clicks a button on his controller.

“So first you pick your character and I will pick next, I will show you what their strengths and weaknesses are, okay Alice?”

He tells me, sounding more confident.

“Okay Kookie, show me!”

I giggle while waiting for him to Instruct me like he always does.

“Okay click your X button and go to that icon there Princess”

He points to a small icon and I go to it by clicking on it.

“Good Baby, umm click that one and then we can go through the characters!”

Jungkook grins at me pointing to the screen.

After a while I’ve picked a female character and she looks badass, of course Jungkook teases me for always picking a female character but I don’t care.

But he agrees that she’s a strong player and her stats are pretty evened out and fair, then Kookie adds that her weapons and the upgrades for her are pretty good.

As soon as we start playing we start teasing each other and laughing at each other when the other one gets killed or does something stupid.

Jungkook gets irritated when I say that he turns psycho when he’s competing against another person in a pvp, that he just can’t stand to lose. He exclaims loudly that he’s not that bad.

I chuckle telling him that he gets so angry and mad when he does lose, that he ends up almost destroying the controllers. He scoffs at me replying he wouldn’t care if he loses and he’s not that competitive, I can’t help but prove him wrong.

“Okay it’s my turn to issue a dare, so I dare you to just let that player win and stop fighting right now!”

I fold my arms looking at him in triumph, as he looks conflicted, biting his lip because he doesn’t want to prove me right. But he also doesn’t want to lose.

“What?! You want me to just lose on purpose like some pathetic loser? Don’t do me like that Princess! I will not lose!”

He exclaims looking scandalised that I would dare to suggest that he should lose on purpose.

“So you are gonna prove me right and have to do the next dare I choose no matter what”

I smugly tell him knowing he will hate losing the bet too.

“Shit! Damn it, Princess!”

Kookie drops his controller with a pained look on his face as he watches himself get killed with an irritated off look on his face.

“I HATED doing that! Such a bad girl to me Princess! I dare you to go get some powdered wasabi from the cupboard put some on your palm and lick a little bit from your hand”

He smirks at me and I give him a death look, he knows I detest wasabi, but if I refuse then he will pick another dare and I have to do it without question.

“Kookie! You know I absolutely hate wasabi!”

I yell at him with a pout on my lips.

“Princess, don't be angry at me, you know I hate losing too. So it’s only fair I pick something you hate”

Jungkook sighs with a shrug, he’s right of course.

“Pft I hate you! But I will do it!”

I huff at Kookie with a look of betrayal. Jungkook chuckles, leaning in to place a kiss on my hair.

“No you don’t Alice! You love me, just like I love you!”

My heart beats faster but I know he only means as friends, I can’t help wishing that he loved me in a different way.

Jungkook giggles at me as I march off to get wasabi and grab a drink for after.

When I come back he’s grinning at me as I whine at him, a huge pout on my lips.

“Please don’t make me Kookie! I’m sorry! I hate wasabi!”

I try to persuade him and probably look like I’m having a tantrum whilst I’m at it, but he chuckles, shaking his head.

“Nope Baby! Unless you totally refuse and I give you a dare you have to do”

He smirks at me with his head tilted.

“I’m not doing it!!”

I exclaim putting the wasabi down and hoping that he goes easy on me. His doe eyes widened because It’s very rare that I back down.

“Okay so. . I can pick another dare”

Jungkook’s voice drops sounding slightly raspy making me frown, but I don’t care so I nod frantically because I’d rather do anything than taste wasabi.

“I dare you to let me kiss you. . on the lips”

He breathes out sounding nervous, slowly getting nearer to me as I nod, biting my lip.

I’ve wanted to kiss Kookie on the lips for ages, so of course I agree.

“Yeah? Are you sure?”

He asks me with a soft tone as he gets really close to me, wiping his palms on his trousers.

“I’m sure Kookie”

I mutter shyly as he places his hand on my cheek looking down at me with sparkles in his eyes.

“So pretty, Princess”

He breathes out and leans forward gently pressing his lips against mine making me actually melt when his hand caresses my cheek.

I press my lips back onto his, reciprocating the kiss, making him start to leave chaste kisses on and around my lips, before removing his lips with a shy smile on his face.

“Thank you for trusting me, Alice”

Jungkook smiles and brushes his thumb across my cheek before backing off.

I glance at the clock feeling flustered by our kiss and how he stares at me, but I notice the time and my eyes widen.

“Shit!! It’s almost time for my mother to come pick us up!! She’s taking us to yours as I’m sleeping over remember! We have to get back to the school gates Jungkook!”

I exclaim panicking and his eyes widen too, making him jump up.

“Oh damn! Let’s go princess! We can use the way we left to get back on school grounds! But we better be quick, we have twenty minutes to get back there!”

Kookie exclaims, looking panicked as he grabs our bags making me follow him.

He locks the front door, giving me my bag, then he grabs my hand pulling me back to school.

As soon as we get back into school with no issues or problems we burst into laughter because of how panicked we both were.

Of course our parents never found out about this time, they didn’t find out about us ditching until we were both sixteen.

For some reason our first kiss with each other was never mentioned again after it was awkwardly joked off by Kookie the next day.

I was disappointed but I didn’t want to make a big thing about it and make him think I was childish or clingy.

Not that we didn’t do more dares later on in our teens, but that’s another story.

This is the first time we escaped from school together, it would soon become a running theme.

From age thirteen to almost seventeen we would ditch school regularly, always leaving after the role call just after lunch and going to Kookie’s to laze around and play video games in his room.

We got more and more rebellious as we both got older though.

Both of us smoked weed, drank, played truth or dare or just got wasted and messed around, only to act like we didn’t remember the day after.

We would dare each other to do crazy things, neither of us backing down even when it got insane, both too competitive and stubborn to quit.

We were a lot of firsts to each other apart from the one that really counted, because we both lost our virginities to people we didn’t love.

We truly were each other's soulmates, the ultimate best friends, destined to be together forever, until he ruined it and got a new girlfriend.

It was always us against the world together. . . Until it wasn’t.

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[ineedthesons]

Headcanons!

I've said a few of these before. Feel free to add, or discuss, or. Whatever. (Also plugging I have a discord for discussion too!) @aimkatsz + whoever wants to add to it. Headcanons do not reflect the morals of their creator-- me-- nor are they anything but a silly thought exercise on a work of fiction. (It's stupid I have to put this disclaimer but here we are.)

Content warnings/information include: Mention of canon deaths. Characters identifying as a different gender identity than in canon. Obliterating the basis of the Sons. Use of the word queer. Polyships. Ron Tully.

Juice is the Snake champion of the world. You know, the old cell phone game? He gets a burner, he plays Snake to conclusion, and that's how he knows its his burner. His actual cell phone, he's got a long-running game of Words With Friends with about half the Sons. Chibs, of course. Happy. Bobby, when he remembers. Surprisingly its Jax and Opie who also really enjoy playing it with Juice. (Insert Angst: Juice doesn't close the game he had going with Opie, up until he goes into Stockton for the last time.)

Juice as a transman. It's one secret he doesn't keep from the Club. Maybe Jax met Juice when Juice was Juanita Carla Ortiz instead of Juan Carlos Ortiz. (Though I wonder if Juice would directly translate his name like that; my Spanish is iffy and I don't have the cultural knowledge to say for sure.) Anyway, Jax convinced Juice to move to Cali, thinking that he'd maybe get into Juice's pants but obviously that didn't work out and instead Juice goes to work for T-M. I'm not sure how he becomes a prospect. Certainly after top surgery. Maybe even after bottom surgery, when the Club can say he's a "real man" in their back-asswards way.

The Sons of Anarchy is a non-Outlaw, queer, sex-positive motorcycle club. Everyone sleeps with everyone else and they do charity work instead of gun-running. The charity work they do rotates regularly but it's usually something having to do with the queer community or animal rescue. Also they're involved in the town of Charming a la season one but without the criminal undercurrent, because that's their home.

Jax, Opie, and Tara are in a poly relationship where Jax gets pegged on the regular. No hate for Donna, either. Maybe she's still Opie's partner and the mother of his kids. Who now have a very strong, big-ass family and Opie doesn't palm them off on his mother. They are *so fucking happy* to get Abel and later Thomas as little brothers.

Ron Tully doesn't miss his dogs. He doesn't own any. He was just fucking with Jax. He does miss his cats. When the Sons isn't outlaw, he's the head of the county's trap-neuter-release program and they do a lot of work with the MC. He's a relentless flirt who likes to pretend he's a Kinsey six when really he's more a four or five on the scale.

[spideymarvelws]

ooo!! no pressure but- #9 in random with in-game!techno? (i hope ur day's been alright!!)

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Prompt : “I want to try something,” “Oh god, please no.”

Warnings : just cute floof, mentions of killing, the voices being pricks

Word Count : 1.6k

Flowers Coated In Colour

Technoblade x GN!Reader

Techno let out a small sigh as he saw his cottage come into view. It was a long day for the piglin, with the sudden betrayal of Tommy, doomsday happening tomorrow and the extensive preparations for whatever dream had in store, it was safe to say that he was burnt out for the day.

His backed weighed heavy with supplies and tools, along with all the voices who just repeated the same thing over and over in his head.

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD 

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD 

He ended up killing a lot more animals and mobs that necessary in hopes that they might calm and decrease his aching head ache but nothing worked. They only grew more violent, frustrated with him that his sword met the body of a sheep and not the neck of a member of L'Manburg.

Which is why he rushed home, reaching the snowy biome earlier that anticipated. The sun was close to setting as he rode Carl into the stables, feeding him a little bit of hay and renewing his water before stepping back out and closing the fence shut.

He trudged to the front of the house, opening the door and slamming it shut, cursing that he might've woken you up. You often fell asleep in his arms and today was no exception. After returning home from the event at the community house (well, what was left of it), you both comforted each other by the fireplace, keeping each other close while whispering sweet and reassuring words.

It was one of the rare times the voices went silence, completely replaced by your presence. No wonder they were so rowdy now, pounding in the back of his head like splinters digging into his skin.

They must pay for there crimes

They have no chance against us

Manburg with fall

Dream seems sketchy

He might use you too

He will use you too

He fell back against the wooden doors, his rough hands slapping against his face, scratching at the scared skin. He wants to destroy L'Manburg, he wanted to watch as the country fell under his wrath, destroying the land it stood on.

The only thing keeping his back was you, was Phil, was all his pets and memories he held at his now joke of a secret home. Quackity and the rest of the butcher army had gotten to them once, used them against him and almost had him executed and you killed if it wasn't for Dream and Punz interfering. Phil had been put on house arrest and Carl stolen from his grasp.

Whose to say they wouldn't do it again? Whose to say that his efforts would lead to nothing but a stronger country that might end up a bigger threat to his cause.

Techno didn't have much weaknesses, some may argue that he had none at all. But he knew from the very beginning that his weakness was his relationships with a select few of people on the SMP and knowing that others were figuring that out as well, he was putting everyone he was close with at risk.

He felt unhinged, the small control he’s been holding on to for so long unraveling by the seems. He trying to keep it for tomorrow, but the voices only started to convince him more and more that he should walk into L’Manburg by himself and take out everyone in their sleep.

That wasn’t what his motives were. He wanted to take down the country, not the people. 

But the voices demanded blood.

Suddenly, he felt the soft touch of hands on his, closing around them and prying them off his face, breaking him out of his internal conflict. He hesitantly opened his eyes, meeting your worried, glittering eyes. 

And suddenly, everything went silent.

“Everything alright their Tech?” you asked, squeezing his hands for comfort.

He blinked, mustering a small smile for you, “Yeah, yeah everything’s... perfect.”

You nodded, letting go of his hands and moving them to his neck.

“Phil’s already asleep if that’s what you wondering,” you said softly, helping him take off his massive cape and resting it to the side. 

He hummed in acknowledgment, carefully prying off his skull mask over his face and taking off his crown with a huff and setting both items down besides his red cape.

“Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes,” you smiled up at him, taking his face into the palms of your hands. He sighed at the warmth, melting into your touch. He engulfed your small hands in his, finding comfort in your soft skin. 

“Long day?”

“You wouldn’t believe.”

You leaned up on your tiptoes and pressed a quick kiss to the tip of his nose, sending a wave of pink up his face and his large ears to wiggle in delight. Usually, he would shake his head, move away from your affection. But in recent times he’s learnt to accept it and reciprocate it in the best way he could.

“Then come on then,” you cooed, taking his hand and pulling him to the carpet in front of the fireplace that had a mountain of pillows and blankets. You loved to snuggle into them, sometimes reading stories to Edward or just watching the flames slowly disappear.

You fell back against blankets, crossing your legs and placing a pillow in the middle. You raised your arms, gesturing for him to join you. He gave you a questioning look but gave in quickly, dragging his body and settling down on the floor, letting his back fall and his head bounce on the pillow in your lap. One of his legs were bent, the other laid out on the ground, his hands clasped together on his stomach.

“What are you doing?” he questioned, eye brows raised.

"I want to try something," you mumbled, passing your hand through his hair.

"Oh god, please no." he grumbled, but his tone contrasted to his movements. His eyes closed with his head tilted backwards, snorting in appreciation at your touch.

You rolled your eyes, tugging harshly at his hair changing his happy noises to a playful growl, "It's nothing bad Techno,"

"Well knowing you, that statement means nothing."

You scoffed, "Glad to know you think so highly of me,”

He whined when your hands felt his hair, glaring up at you. You looked down at him with a playful smile, squeezing his cheeks and making him pout, “Who knew the blood god was such a softie,”

His nose flared while you giggled at his reaction, reaching behind you and grabbing something he couldn't see.

“Now relax... I won’t be doing anything bad I promise.”

He was about to protest until he felt your fingers entangle themselves in. his hair once again, lulling back into a meditative state. You hummed as you worked on his hair, sometimes he would feel something thin and sharp poke at his scalp but he payed no mind to it.

As much as he loved anarchy and chaos, he would give up anything to stay like like with you forever. It was hard for him to trust people but when he did, he took advantage of the love and  you gave him and held everything you did together to his heart, valuing it more than money or strong tools and gear.

After a while, he started to doze off on your lap, eyes fluttering shut while you continued to work on his hair. After a few minutes, you finally finished.

“Done.” you whispered, shaking him out of his light slumber.

“I’m scared.” he mumbled, snuggling further into your lap.

“Hey, hey, don’t move.” you stilled his head with your hands, “You’re going to knock them out.”

“Knock what out?” he questioned, only to have you wave a mirror in front of his face. 

He bit his lip at the sight, grumbling under his breath. In his hair held various flowers, shades of blue, purple and pink standing out against his light pink locks. You gently tucked a rose pricked of its thorns behind his ear, leaning down to quickly peck his forehead.

“Now that you have short hair, I wanted to see if I could still decorate your hair without braiding it in,” you said shyly, “It’s not the most secure but I made it work..”

Techno chuckled, “You really miss the long hair don’t you?”

You nodded, twirling a loose piece of pink between your fingers, “More that you imagine... but- I think it’s growing on me.”

“That’s great,” he yawned, “Yeah, that’s great.”

You laughed, caressing the side of his face lightly, “Get some rest Techno, you got a big day tomorrow,”

He hummed, letting his eyes flutter shut, “Yeah... I do don’t I?”

You nodded, “Blowing up a country does call for rest,”

“Why yes-” he yawned once more, “Yes it does,”

With that he started to doze off, his cheek pressed against the cushion beneath him as his head lolled to the side. He wasn’t expecting to get any sleep tonight, he was ready to stay up all night, doing mindless tasks to distract him from the voices that never shut up in his head.

But while your touch faded from his mind, his breath lengthening into an even pattern, he knew everything would be alright.

As long as he had you...

Everything would be alright.

BONUS :

“Hey, what’s that in your hair techno?” dream asked as he sat comfortably on the obsidian grid, pointing to behind the anarchists head.

“Heh?” he sounded, his hand shooting to his hair and pulling out a small purple flower, slightly withered and blood coating the edges of the petals.

He smiled softly, letting his thumb pass on the delicate flower. Pocketing the plant, he kept his head high, adjusting his hold on his sword. He knew that it would further deteriorate in the small enclosure but he wanted proof to take home to you to say that your new methods of decorating his hair was more effective than you thought.

“Nothing Dream...” he finally mumbled, biting the inside of his lip to hide the smile forming on his face, “nothing at all...”

...

I like to think that techno lets out piglin noises when he’s happy🥰

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Watch the Sunlight Fade: 8 / 17

Emma Swan finds out that her boyfriend has been hiding something from her: he’s in a gang and trying to get out. Reluctantly, she decides to support him, sticking it out with him until they have enough money to flee to Florida. All she has to do is wait and ignore that feeling in her gut that something is seriously wrong. With the help of a kind and handsome stranger, she just might make it out alive.

Or, alternate summary: I’m horrible at summaries, please just read it.

Something of a cross between a What Still Remains AU and a Sons of Anarchy AU.

A/N: Things might be starting to come together this week! Let me know your predictions.

This chapter talks extremely briefly and ambiguously of Emma not exactly wanting to have sex with Neal. Also, there is a discussion of Killian’s semi-violent past. Nothing is detailed, but let me know if you need more information or anything!! 

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The days turn into weeks, although Emma can’t help but feel as though time is dragging her along mercilessly. Nothing has changed since she found out about Neal, how he’s the brother of the leader of The Lost Boys. Nothing, aside from her feelings of safety and security, of confidence in her relationship, being completely shattered. 

 Every night, she fights off the desperation to walk across the hall and join Killian in his bed, letting his strong arms consume her and blanket her with a sense of ease and contentment. Every night, she fights with herself as she crawls into bed with Neal, a man she thought she loved, and forces herself to put on an act of affection towards him. She forces herself to lie back and accept his convoluted attempts at showing her that he loves her, knowing that he couldn’t possibly. If he loved her, he would never have lied to her. If he loves her, he would let her go. 

 She also fights with herself through the anger she feels, directed inward rather than at anyone else. Sure, she’s mad at Neal for what he’s done, what he’s putting her through, but at the end of the day, she’s the fool to let herself be put in this position. It’s her fault. She should have seen through his lies from the moment she met him, but she was too desperate for love and family and acceptance. He knew that, too, and he exploited her weaknesses like she meant nothing to him. 

 It drives her mad to not know what he’s after. She’s hardly the most skilled person at finding people who don’t want to be found, so why he feels the need to target her specifically, she can’t say. It could be argued that, in some perplexing, psychotic way, he thinks he loves her, but she knows now that this isn’t love. It can’t be. 

 Lying at his side, wide awake through her inability to sleep, she can’t seem to shut her mind off. Each time she closes her eyes, she feels terror at the memories burned behind her lids. Every time she closes her eyes, she sees Neal on top of her, despite her resolve to squeeze her eyes shut each time he decides he wants to be with her. Usually, she’s able to go to another place, letting thoughts of the beach or her happy future serve as a distraction of her fear, but sometimes she can’t ignore the feeling of his rough fingertips burning her skin. 

Sometimes, when she’s in Neal’s arms and struggling to get past the feelings that come along with being with him, she thinks of Killian. Not necessarily in a way of longing for him-- not because she wishes she was with him instead, although she can only assume it would be more pleasurable-- but because of the comfort that he always brings her. Being with him is like being embraced by warmth and safety itself. It’s like the rest of the world turns off, and all that’s on her mind is the soothing way his arms wrap around her and the gentle rise and fall of his chest against her cheek. She doesn’t have to worry when she’s with him. She only has to think about how good it feels to be in his arms. 

 And she’s noticed his physique, too. It would be difficult not to. She noticed that first night, when he lifted his sweatshirt off and pulled his t-shirt up with it. She noticed the other day when he visited her in her cave of an office, leaning his shoulder against the door frame with his arms crossed, muscles bulging out of his sleeves and a tempting smirk coloring his lips as he teased her over the dinosaur of a computer she was working on. She notices the way he looks with almost everything he does, and she knows it's a dangerous game that she’s playing. 

 It’s not like she never found Neal attractive. But knowing what she knows now, she can’t help but to feel slightly nauseated every time she sees his face. She’s got to get out of this. 

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 “Since you did such a good job with the last one, I have another little task for you,” Peter says, his voice teasing and his smirk unsettling. 

 Emma works hard to maintain her composure as she sits straight up in her seat, one she was finally awarded after weeks of standing awkwardly before the group sat at the table. Today, when she walked into the daunting conference room, Peter invited her to sit beside him, beside Neal, and has been leaning towards her in a way that she knows is meant to appear polite, but holds a threatening undertone.

 “Okay,” she agrees, trying to make her voice sound confident and fighting off the fear that never seems to go away. 

 He turns from her to Neal and remarks, “she really has begun to come into her own, hasn’t she?” 

 “I guess,” he shrugs, and a part of her feels offended at his nonchalance. Despite her strong desire to be anywhere but here, she thinks she’s done a pretty nice job of trying to fit in. Ever since Gold spilled the beans a few weeks ago about Neal’s status in the club, she’s held it together fairly well on the outside, with the exception of her initial breakdown. 

 There’s only one person she truly feels comfortable breaking down in front of. Only one person who she really trusts. 

 She hasn’t told Neal that she's found out his true identity. She and Killian have talked about it at length, sometimes able to spend time alone together especially when Neal leaves, and they’ve agreed that it’s for the best to keep her discovery under wraps. Gold’s subtle drop that Neal is his son and brother to Peter was purposeful, and she can’t let him come out on top. She knows, she’s terrified, but she’ll maintain her composure. For whatever reason, Neal doesn’t want her to know, so she’ll keep playing dumb. 

 “Who do you want me to find?” she asks, wanting nothing more than to prevent Neal from saying anything else casually offensive. His small digs at her serve a purpose, she now knows; to bring her down as far and as quietly as he can. 

 “This one may be a bit more of a challenge; a member from a rival gang. While Graham was more of a nomad, this man has ties to the Kings of Elsinore and is better protected. I want you to find out everything you can on him.” 

 “Okay,” she nods assuredly. “Well, I'll take whatever you have on him and get to work, then.” 

 Before she can move from her seat, Peter’s hand is on her wrist, oppressively holding her still. “Not so fast. There’s someone I’d like you to officially meet. Call in Hook.” 

 A man Neal knows, Walsh, she thinks, stands from his chair and walks towards the door, summoning someone inside. She has to stop her jaw from hitting the floor when she sees who. 

 “You two seem to have met casually, but I’d like you to officially meet Killian Jones. He’s gotten himself into a touch of trouble and, as punishment, will be helping you with whatever you need until this man is located.” 

 She gulps, anxiety setting in again despite how hard she’s been trying to keep it at bay. She promised herself she would be strong, refusing to let them get to her, to let them see her squirm. She will keep her promise to herself. “Okay,” she murmurs, forcing herself to peel her gaze from Killian’s. She can’t help but wonder what he’s done to get into trouble with Peter. She selfishly hopes they weren’t caught without her knowledge. 

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 “What happened?” she begs desperately once the door to her small office is shut, Killian ushering her into the room before practically slamming it. “What are you in trouble for? Killian, please tell me they don’t--” 

 “Nothing like that,” he hisses, stepping towards her. With a soft, gentle voice only just above a whisper, he says, “love, you have to stay calm. You did phenomenally pretending we don’t know each other well, but we have to keep up the ruse.” 

 “Sorry,” she whispers. “I know, I just… what happened?”

 “Nothing, love, I promise. I only refused to go on a trip with them last week and Peter feared I wasn’t dedicated to the club’s cause.” 

 “You did?” she asks in surprise. When Neal told her that he wasn’t dedicated, she forced herself to believe him. When Killian says it, she doesn't even consider doubting him. 

 “Aye. Told them I had pressing matters to attend to.” 

 She cocks her head suspiciously and asks, “what were the pressing matters?” 

 “The Mummy Returns was on TV, remember? We watched it together.” 

 She can’t help the smile that breaks across her face, a snort escaping her throat despite her best efforts as she shakes her head and feels a blush creeping up her neck and pinkening her cheeks. “You’re dumb,” she says, and she feels like a child in a playground with a school crush. 

 “Well,” he shrugs, giving her a beaming smile. “Here, love. I’ve got the information we have so far. Time to start digging.” 

 A part of her almost wants to take her time, content to sit in the small office with Killian sitting beside her for quite some time. No one would suspect a thing, what with Peter already telling her that this guy would be harder to find; it’s the perfect excuse to soak in all of the comfort and happiness that Killian brings her despite her circumstances. But she knows they have to keep up appearances so as to avoid being caught in their elicit friendship, so she’ll work at a normal pace and hope no one notices that her smile is genuine rather than the forced one she gives Neal. 

 James Spencer is certainly a hard man to find. If she didn’t already know that he was linked to the Kings of Elsinore, she would be lost, as the man seems entirely enigmatic in nature. He seems like a ghost, her research pointing her absolutely nowhere, but Peter insists that he’s got ties to this rival club, despite her finding no evidence to support his claim. 

 She groans after a few hours, dropping her head to the desk as Killian continues to bounce a tennis ball off the wall in his boredom. It certainly is a punishment for him; the fact that he has to sit here and watch her find nothing is likely eating him alive. “It’s only been a few hours, love, you’ll find something soon,” he tries to console. Her frustration wins out, though. 

 “This is stupid.”

 “Aye.”

 “Are all of these stupid gangs this hard to navigate around?” 

 “Aye, I'd assume so. Although, I've never been a bounty hunter.” 

 She rolls her eyes, picking her head up and glaring. “I wasn’t a bounty hunter. I was a bail bondsperson.” 

 “That’s different?” 

 She holds her hands out, requesting the ball from him and catching it when he tosses it, only to throw it back at him with too much aggression. He yelps and laughs at her too loudly, and she can’t help but smile in response. She settles back into her chair after the short reprieve and sighs. 

 “How can I find someone who doesn’t want to be found if I know absolutely nothing about the environment he lives in?” 

 He hums in agreement, nodding and remarking, “you need an inside man.” 

 “No, I just need to know how a fucking motorcycle gang works,” she grumbles. It’s been a confusing few weeks, and she realizes that, while she’s gotten a few small bits of information, she still has no idea what the club’s actual purpose is. “Like… why even bother having one?” 

 He gives her a soft smile, standing from his chair and dragging it closer to her. “Are you sure that’s what this is about?” 

 “What?” she asks indignantly, giving him a look that she seriously hopes conveys how annoyed she is. 

 “Your little tantrum, love,” he teases. “Is it really about not knowing enough about how gangs work? Or is it, perhaps, more about your need to know everything about a situation in order to convince yourself that you’re safe?” 

 With another glare shot his way, she drops her jaw in surprise and shakes her head. “What the hell do you know?” 

 He smirks. “I know a lot more than you think. You’re a bit of an open book, love. And I’ve known you long enough now.” 

 “To what, psychoanalyze me?” 

 “I may have considered studying psychology, had I gone to university,” he laughs. “I know you’re scared, and I'm beginning to realize that not knowing what’s going to happen, or what’s happening without you knowing, is probably feeding that fear.”

 With another heaving sigh, she drops her head back down, resting it on her arms and nodding. “You’re right,” she concedes, although part of her wishes he wasn’t. It’s true, though, being so in the dark about everything is making her feel weak. 

 His hand lands on her shoulder, staying there for a moment before he gently and slowly scratches his fingertips against her skin and pulls away. “I can tell you what I know, if that’ll help.” 

 She perks up, lifting her head and recalling a conversation from weeks ago in which he told her that his brother was an influential member of the club. “Yes,” she says, and why she didn’t think to ask earlier, she doesn’t know. 

 He gives her a nod and another one of his encouraging smiles, the one that always makes her heart skip a beat, and clears his throat. “What I know is that Neal is older, but Peter is in charge. From what I gather, and I was never privy to much, Neal went off on his own for a while and Peter took over everything. Gold’s always seemed a bit more… hesitant around Peter, but I almost suspect that he favors Neal. Either way, Peter was running things behind the scenes for quite some time before Neal left. When he came back, it was with you on his arm and with Peter happily leading, refusing to give up his spot. No one argued with him.”

 She nods, but it doesn’t tell her much. She’s always known that Neal is more of a follower, happy to do whatever he can to impress his friends. The fact that he willingly gave up what seems to be his birthright doesn’t really surprise her. 

 “So what are they doing when they go away on their trips?”

 “Usually seeking out merchandise. They deal in stolen goods, mostly watches and the like. Typically, a trip is a heist of some kind. A jewelry store, antique shop… sometimes even banks with safe deposit boxes.” 

 Emma looks down to her own wrist, Killian’s gaze following closely behind, and notes the watch she wears. The one that Neal gave her after one of his trips. She shudders and moves to take it off. 

 His hand stops her, looking into her eyes deeply and shaking his head. “Keep it,” he murmurs. “We can’t let them know that you know any of this.”

 “Why?” she asks in a whisper. “Why is it so bad if I know?”

 “I don’t know,” he shakes his head again. “But if Neal hasn’t told you, there’s a reason for it.”

 She nods in understanding, letting her heart rate slow as his hand remains on her wrist, moving down to the top of her hand. She wants to wrap her fingers around his, but she knows she shouldn’t. “Can I ask something about you?”

 “Of course.”

 “Why do they call you Hook?”

 His eyes drop from hers, glancing down at their joined hands, and she watches his brows knit together tightly. She feels his grip on her hand tighten, and despite both of them knowing it’s a bad idea, his fingers weave with hers and he squeezes her hand. She squeezes back. 

 “There are things about my past that… that when I think about telling you, I become…” he sighs, unable to finish his thought. 

 “Killian,” she whispers, “I already know you’re in a gang. Can it really be that bad?”

 “Aye,” he answers immediately, his eyes meeting her own in a desperate attempt to convey to her something she can’t quite read. “I’m not… a good man.”

 “Of course you are.”

 “No. Maybe I’ve never thrown knives at a woman I’m supposed to love, but I’ve certainly… I mean…”

 “Killian.” Her grip on his hand, the one she should release, tightens. “Whatever happened… you’re not that person. You’re good. I know bad people and I pegged you as good the second I saw you.”

 It’s as if he can’t meet her gaze, too ashamed of whatever it is that he’s done. Too fearful of what will happen if she finds out. He witnessed her finding out that Neal has been lying to her, and she wonders if he fears a similar response now. 

 “I don’t-- it’s silly,” he laughs. “I just… I don’t want to disappoint you.” 

 “You can’t,” she whispers. After everything he’s done for her, everything he plans to do for her, he could never disappoint her. 

 He sighs, squeezing her hand once more before turning it over in his and drawing a line across her palm. “I was a-- an angry lad growing up. My father abandoned us, my mother died. I found myself seeking release. Ways to get my anger out. I was never taught anything productive.” 

 She stays quiet, letting him open up to her on his own terms and distract himself by tracing the lines in her palms. “I came here at fifteen. Gold recruited me for… well, to put my anger to good use, in his eyes. He used me-- he’s always been good at picking out someone’s weakness and exploiting it. Whenever he needed information out of someone, he would bring me along and I would…” he sighs again, taking a deep and grounding breath. “I had a favorite weapon,” he mumbles. 

 With a nod, she tries to stay calm, tries not to let fear overtake her. She was fearful of Neal when he held the knives and smirked at her, and of Peter when he pressed the tip of the blade to his finger and smiled. But when she presses her hand to Killian’s cheek and makes him look up at her, she feels no fear. She sees only truth and regret and a longing to be a different person. 

 “It was a hook?” she asks for clarification, but she can see the answer in his eyes. 

 “From Gold’s boat,” he croaks. “That’s usually where we would take… the people we were interrogating. But, Emma, it’s been years. Liam found out and put an end to it. I think that’s--”

 “What?” she asks gently as he cuts himself off, shaking his head painfully. 

 “I think that’s when things started going poorly for him.”

 He’s done so much for her. He’s soothed every ounce of pain she’s felt since she got here, since Neal sliced her cheek and he touched it tenderly. He held her together as she cried harder than she ever had before. He’s vowed to see her out of this danger despite the predicament it puts him in. And still, she feels powerless to help him. He’s sitting before her, broken and in anguish, and she can’t heal him like he has her. 

 All she can do is take his cheeks in her hands and promise him, “that was not your fault.”

 “Emma,” he breathes, his eyes pleading with her, for what, she isn’t sure. “He… he kept insisting I stay out of it. He kept holding me back, refusing to let me go, putting up a fight… I think they got tired of it, eventually. Of someone constantly questioning them and going against their word. He’d still be here if I hadn’t--”

 “No. You had no hand in what happened to Liam. And when this is all over, you’re gonna be able to leave too.”

 It’s bold of her to assume that it’s something he wants. He’s told her plenty of times that he wants to help her escape, but he’s never mentioned a desire to leave himself. It’s bold of her to assume that that’s in his best interest. But when she looks at the sadness and regret in his eyes, a part of her knows that it must be. 

 “I’m sorry,” he murmurs after a moment of silence, and she lets him cast his gaze downwards again. “I should have--” 

 “It’s okay, Killian. The things you’ve done in the past don’t reflect who you are now.”

 “Of course they do,” he nearly spits, clearly angry with himself as he pulls away and throws his head back. “I was a monster then. How can you not think of me as a monster now? I’m no better than Neal or Peter.” 

 “Don’t say that. Peter would probably do something like that now if he wanted to. Would you?” She lets her voice rise just the slightest amount, feeling more intensity than before and finding it necessary to convey to him that she doesn’t see him as a monster. 

 “Of course not.” 

 “And Neal… don’t even get me started. He nearly pulled his gun on me last week because I asked him where he was going. Would you do that?” 

 “Emma,” he says softly, finally looking at her once more, and she knows what he’s thinking. She knows he wants her out of his apartment; out of his life. 

 “You’re not a bad person,” she whispers, leaning closer to him just as he sits forward again, and they’re so close that she can feel his breath warming her nose. “I know bad people. You don’t qualify.” 

 He nods, his eyes deep and soulful as they bore into hers, and says, “I want to be a good person for you.” 

 No one has ever spoken to her like this. No one has ever expressed such a definitive desire to be worthy of her. No one has ever been so close to her and not made her instinctively want to pull away. And when she sees his eyes fluttering shut, his lashes touching his cheeks and casting long shadows in the dingy light, she wants to lean closer.

 She almost does, too, is tempted to close her eyes like he has and touch her lips to his, but there's a swift knock on the door and they spring apart so quickly that she kicks his shin, causing him to bend and silently groan. She cringes in apology as she jiggles the mouse to her computer, begging it to wake up before the knocker enters the room. 

 “Any luck?” Gold asks as he pokes his head in. 

 “None so far,” Killian answers easily, his persona shifting effortlessly and maintaining their cover. “Swan’s searching high and low, but we don’t know much about Spencer’s tactics yet.” 

 “And Hook’s been a help to you, Miss Swan?”

 “Yes,” she smiles, fighting the urge to lunge out of her chair and wring his neck for the name he’s given Killian and his insistence to still use it despite his obvious discomfort. 

 “It’s clear already that you have the club’s future in mind; I'm sure you’ll find something soon enough.” 

 She nods, staring as he walks away and cocking her head in confusion. “So weird,” she says softly once he’s gone, trying to remain quiet as he’d left the door ajar. 

 “What?”

 “That’s the second time he’s mentioned the club’s future, specifically. What does me finding this James Spencer have to do with the future of the club?”

 His response is a shake of his head, a slight roll to his eyes before he stills suddenly. His eyes widen as he looks down, then his brows knit together in thought, and she can clearly see the cogs turning in his mind. It’s like she’s watching him have an epiphany in real time. He looks up at her once, urgently, then he snaps out of it as if he’s remembering where he is, his demeanor shifting entirely as he smiles. “I’m not sure. The old man never makes any sense.” 

 “Killian…?” 

 “I’m sure it’s nothing, love. We’ll just keep working on finding Spencer, alright? There’s no need to worry.” 

 For a brief second, she feels distrustful of him. It’s reminiscent of when Neal tells her not to worry about things that she couldn’t possibly understand. It’s like he knows something, but he doesn’t think she's capable of handling the truth of whatever it is. For a brief, fleeting second, she doubts him. 

 But she can’t let herself think like that. Neal lies to her to protect himself. Killian has been nothing but honest with her, wanting nothing but her safety. Truthfully, if whatever he’s discovered is bad enough that he doesn’t want to tell her about it, she isn’t sure she wants to know. 

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Bakusquad as types of Relationships

The type of romantic relationship the bakusquad would have with their s/o(You)

+ Your relationships theme song bc why not

Trigger Warnings; none :)

feat. Sero, Bakugou, Denki, Kirishima and Mina 💞💕💘💝💖

Sero Hanta

Summer Fling

-Sero give me big summer energy. 

-I imagine him being that relationship that randomly sparks after you two spot each other at a beachside bar. You instantly hit it off and fall hard. 

-It’s an even combination of Lust and Love, as well as solid companionship.

-The two of you just seem to click so fast, as if you were soulmates. And since it’s the summer holidays, you two have all the free time you could ever want. 

-You spend every available minute with Sero as you two enjoy each others company, sharing ice cream, going surfing, gate crashing random parties together, getting high and just sharing the vibes. You can’t get enough of each other. 

-Kiri, Denki and Bakugou would be so confused yet surprised at how Sero was able to even approach you. And then how he managed to convince you to go out with him, only ten minutes after meeting you? HE’S SMOOTH ASF (And was probably a bit drunk 😳)

-But as Summer ends, you learn that Sero is only spending the summer holidays in your region. You follow Sero to the plane and he offers to have you go with him, but you can’t. So, as the sunsets, you watch as your summer fling Sero flies away on the last day of Summer vacation.

-Though Sero never officially broke it off with you, you think this is because it was obvious enough, but this is actually because Sero was hoping to see you again next year 🥺🏖

-Then when you try to tell all your friends about your hot summer fling no one believes you 😔

Relationship Theme song: Borderline by Tame Impala, Pineapple Skies by Miguel

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Denki Kaminari

Partners in Crime

-Okay so you two were chaotic enough without being a couple but THEN THE TWO CRAZIEST CRACKHEADS HAD TO GET TOGETHER AND CAUSE PURE ANARCHY AMONG EVERY STREET YOU ROAM HUH?

-Students  s h u d d e r  when they see you two roaming the halls at school. Like you’re the couple that has a reputation for causing chaos wherever you go. Whether it be stupid dares or crazy pranks you try to pull on class 1-A. UA can never get a break with you two around.

-You two are connected on a different level I swear. Like you two would be hanging out with the gang and Denki just makes a snort sound and next minute you’re both having a full conversation in rat language🙄

- Ngl there’s a lot of lust in this one 👀, the second your parents’ shoes leave the front door Denki is right there in your bed O-O

-lemme just say ‘horny weebs’. That is all good day.

-The worst thing about this is you two always seem to be together. Like Denki loves keeping you around to show you off. If you’re not physically with him, he’s showing people his phone’s lock screen and background (Which is a photo of you)

-omfg y’all tried to start up your own little podcast one time but you found that you guys were literally just laughing for 40 minutes straight.

Relationship Theme Song: Greek Tragedy by the wombats (Oliver nelson remix), Touch You (The Yarichin Bitch club theme song lmao)~

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Bakugou Katsuki

Secret Forbidden love/Star crossed lovers

-Okok I know a lot of y’all think that Bakugou would like to show you off and I think this is true to a certain extent, like I feel like a long period of time he would want to keep the relationship a secret in fear of being ridiculed. 

-This relationship would be filled with love, you being the only one Bakugou will obey ;)

-You two would always play little games where you try to steal kisses from each other while no one is looking. Of course no one notices.

-!Secret dates! Constantly trying to search for the most secluded cafes around. There would be tons of little moments where Bakugou spots someone like Sero and is forced to hide lol

-You’re the only one who sees Bakubabe’s soft side 🥺

-Though because no one knows you’re in a relationship you do get quite a lot of people flirting with you and this fucks Bakugou off to the max.

-One day some person straight up tries to kiss you and Bakugou rips them away from you and fuckin socks him, drop kicks em’ like a rugby ball. The person is splayed on the floor, blood nose, and shocked as all fuck, stuttering; “What the hell? what’s your problem man!”

-Bakugou is like; “STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEM! THEY’RE MINE AND ONLY MINE AND I’M SICK OF FUCKSTICK EXTRAS LIKE YOU THINKING YOU EVEN HAVE A CHANCE WITH MY S/O!”

-No one saw that coming 🤭

Relationship Theme Song: Sofia by Clairo, Asshole by hooligan chase, LOOK AT ME! by xxxtentacion (im sorry yall 😭)

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Kirishima Ejirou

Power couple

-Kirishima would honestly be the best boyfriend ever. 

-Everyone shipped you two together, but was surprised when he actually asked you out, AND you said yes. 

-You two are the power duo that can do anything together. Dude when y’all are teamed up in practice fights for training no one can beat you two. Not even Bakugou. UNSTOPPABLE POWER.

-fucking dates at they gym🙄 nah but kiri’s dates are always full of adventures, like rock climbing (( ͡• ͜ʖ ͡• ))

-There is a lot of respect here, and a lot of support. Kirishima feels comfortable sharing all his insecurities about his quirk and ‘manliness’ with you, of course, he’s there for you whenever you need. Very dependable. THIS IS WHY YALL ARE SO STRONG 💪👹

-We love a functionally healthy toxicity free relationship💫🤠

-You two do tend to rival each other a lot too. Since you’re both complete equals on all levels, it’s always uncertain on who will win when you two wrestle, or even when you do take the exams. It also gives you both motivation to work harder.

-With this combined power You and Kirishima possess, you sort of become the parents of class 1-A. Helping keep students motivated n stuff. Even Tenya Iida has trouble contesting your guys’ authority over the class. 

Relationship Theme Song:  Trip by Ella Mai including Duan Yi, Sunflower by Rex Orange County

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Ashido Mina

Opposites attract

-Ok I’m sorry if this isn’t you but if you like Mina then you’re likely to be her opposite. I’m talking quiet kid, more on the masculine side/Tomboy-ish, you’re probably like a fucking emo (Don’t worry tho I like Mina too 😌)

-Fr though you two are fashion icons, the most aesthetic couple either.

-Mina likes to drag you to all her little social events, and although they can be tiring, being with her helped you come out of your shell a lot.

-tbh because Mina is so friendly and lowkey touchy with everyone no one even thought y’all were a couple. Like you guys didn’t really act that different to before your were a couple because she would always flirt with you before hand too.

-Best thing is you guys don’t even tell people you’re a couple now. So they get such a shock when you two start joking about kissing and then actually kiss. You two did this to Denki one time and he just short circuited. Though you have a suspicion it was more because he was turned on than from being shocked.

-Also y’all lowkey freaky as hell. Freaky as fuck. Mina brings out a different side to you ;)

Relationship Theme Song: Pretty girl by Clairo, Say So by Doja Cat 

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Ayo take a shot every time I used the word ‘ Y’all ‘

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AtLA + LoK Villains Evilness Rating

(If you wanna dispute my ratings I’ll be happy to tell you why.)

ATLA:

Ty Lee - 0.5 /10

Cinnamon roll. Too pure for this world. Naïve and will put her faith in you 100%. Kind of ditzy but can take you down with no hard feelings. Needs to be liked by everyone. Is very flexible. Can strangle you with her legs and giggle while doing it. Chooses bad friends. Has frustratingly good luck. 

Uncle Iroh- 1/10

Actual angel but could still open up a can of whoop-ass if necessary. Too supportive and forgiving. Loves tea, sitting around, speaking in proverbs and leading by example. Probably considers you a friend. Surprisingly powerful but mostly peaceful. Hard to provoke but if you do, just run. Fear the nice ones. 

Jet- 3/10

Misguided and extreme but also traumatized. Don't get in his way. Kind of twisted and obsessive af. Ends justify the means, until they don't. Needs a proper role model and has potential. Can be unreasonable and is still kind of a jerk. Will gaslight you. 

Prince Zuko- 3.5/10

Conflicted, violent and angsty but mostly needs a lot of reassurance. Has a major boner for his honor. Will freak out over nothing. Has been through a lot and will not be underestimated. Grumpy and willful af and won't listen to you until it's too late, then will blame you for misleading him. 

June- 4/10 

Might beat you up or kidnap you for money but it's nothing personal. Might insult you as a way of flirting. Looks pretty and delicate but don't be fooled. Can beat you up in a split second and not break a sweat. Will probably take all your stuff and never give it back. Lives for the tough girl aesthetic. 

Mai- 5/10

Is just bored and over it all. Throwing knives is something to do. Apathetic and will probably just follow along with whatever including murder but will complain the entire time. Emo af. Would risk it all for a quick nap. Prone to bite your head off. Too smart for you and will let you know. 

Wan Shi Tong- 6.5/10

A total dick. Tired of your shit and is judging you. Thinks humans are garbage and won't get involved with them until it suits him. Don't touch his books or he will literally eat you. Nerdiest bastard. Doesn't trust you so don't try any shit with him. Sees through your pathetic lies. Kind of an elitist.

Combustion Man- 7/10 

Thinks blowing shit up is a form of art. Doesn't believe in communication. Very serious and focused. Do not fight him. Probably gets crapped on more than he deserves. A mystery wrapped in a bald head. Probably has a tattoo of the names of all the people he's killed and he's ready to add yours. 

Hama- 7.5/10

Traumatized old hag. Created bloodbending but too crazy to do much with it now. May kidnap you and keep you in a dank hole forever. Seems sweet at first but is hiding a lot of secrets. Don't eat her cooking. Thinks sitting at home scheming is a job. Hates you for whatever small thing you did to her 57 years ago. Forgets nothing. 

Long Feng- 8/10

Conniving af. Will brainwash you, lie to your face and maybe make you disappear. Wants everything and will plot to take it all. Perfectionist and control freak, will stab you in the back and you won't see it coming. Is tired of taking everyone's shit. Thinks he deserves better but he doesn't. Kills children. 

Admiral Zhao- 8/10 

Explosive temper. Huge egomaniac and narcissist. Hates the moon. Has probably killed a lot of people and fish and you're next. Will do whatever it takes. Won't listen to anything you say. Punch first, ask questions never. Jumps to a lot of conclusions, is usually wrong. Frequently embarrasses self. 

Koh the Face-Stealer- 8.5/10 

Terrifying and will probably steal your face. Do not approach. Too indifferent to chase you but can be sneaky af so watch your back. Doesn't handle emotions well. A total loner. The guy who knows everything but nobody wants to talk to. Fear him. To know him is to hate him. Makes you question everything. 

Firelord Azulon- 9/10 

Will order your execution on a whim and maybe a relative or two first for the appetizer. Do not question him. Will play favorites and call you out on things that are his fault. Overreacts and you should probably not be around when it happens. Disapproves of all your choices and is very vocal about this fact. Forces parents to kill their children. 

Firelord Sozin- 9/10

Will commit genocide and take over the world while yelling at you for minor shit. Kind of a petty and jealous asshole. Even if you think he is your friend he isn't and is going to attack you. A big old bully with bad breath and a wonky beard. The original starter of all drama and certified instigator shitlord. 

Princess Azula- 9/10 

Unstable and manipulative. Sadist who thrives off of your fear and suffering. Will hurt you badly in all the ways. Avoid at all costs. Acts cold and calculating but really has no chill. Demands your respect but won't earn it. Trolling you gives her pleasure. The spawn of satan and loving it. Mommy issues to infinity. 

Firelord Ozai- 9.5/10

Second worst dad ever. No soul. Will burn every tree and face to a crisp. Child abuse for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Actual sociopath. Will kill someone and banish you for it. Goatee comes first. Will project all his insecurities on you. Will tell everyone your secrets. World's biggest megalomaniac. 

LOK: 

Varrick- 3/10

Will probably lie, try to con you out of money, order you to do things for him and tell bad jokes but that's as far as it's gonna go. Eccentric and annoying af. Doesn't know when to shut up. Needs to learn some lessons in life. Attracts more trouble than he's worth. Has all the good gossip somehow. 

Bataar Jr.- 3/10

The guy that nobody likes because he tries too hard and ends up ruining everything. Enjoys being a bitch. Wants to rebel but is bad at it. Do you love me now father? Tries to act like he doesn't care what you think but cares way too much. Will not kill you but might get engaged to your ex to spite you. 

Police Chief Saikhan- 3.5/10 

Will do anything you say for a price, except give a fuck. Doesn't really care about anything. Might arrest you just because he doesn't like you. The type to pretend he didn't hear you just to avoid responsibility. Likes to yell into things. Hates helping people. Is actually a giant rock in disguise. 

Tahno- 3.5/10 

A total prick. Has nicer hair than you and won't let you forget it. Very flamboyant and arrogant. Will gloat over being better than you at everything even though he cheated every time. Talks mad shit but can't walk the walk. Ultimately a big baby. Lowkey protect him. Wants to be the cool kid but isn't cool. 

Desna- 4/10

Couldn't care less. Actual inanimate object. Lurks around for no reason. Hates everything and that includes you. Listens to his elders and would probably leave you for dead. Just wants to sleep. Secretly goth. Might actually be two small robots in a trenchcoat pretending to be human. 

Councilman Tarrlok- 4.5/10

Attention whore with a savior complex. Smol bean who wants approval. Acts arrogant but is secretly depressed and self-loathing af. Stubborn and clingy emotional wreck with impulse control issues. Needs a hug. Will probably manipulate you through guilt or charisma. Wants to be Lucius Malfoy, but cries at night. 

Hiroshi Sato- 5/10

Has lost sight of what's important. Total extremist. Will get revenge on you for something you didn't even do. Well respected and seems innocent but is plotting your downfall. Can build a whole army and take you down. Kind of a traitor. Loyalty is volatile. Thinks he always knows what's best for you but doesn't know shit. 

The Lieutenant- 5/10

In way over his head. Wants to make a difference but has let bitterness take over. Will probably electrocute you. Puts his faith in the wrong people. Kind of snobby and will hold a grudge. 99 problems and benders are about 98 of them. Tired of being pushed around but still lets himself be pushed around. FLOPPY MUSTACHE. 

Aiwei- 5.5/10 

Thinks he's better than you and probably isn't. Wants to be sneaky but really is just too predictable. Boring af and tries to be unique but fails miserably. Lets everyone take advantage of him. Don't lie to him. Will harbor resentment and take it out on you at a random point in time. Discount Long Feng but not as smart or ambitious. 

Eska- 5.5/10

Will stalk you aggressively. Thinks slavery is a relationship. Eyeliner sharp enough to kill. Never betray her or she will destroy you. Might use you as a footstool. Seems emotionally dead inside, but don't test her dormant waters. Uses everyone and feels no guilt. Hipster trash. No concept of boundaries or social interaction. 

Ghazan- 6/10

Sarcasm game strong enough to fatally wound you. Doesn't say much. Has tree trunks for limbs and will probably use them to throw lava and rocks at you. Lowkey protective af. Don't get on his bad side. You can't get on his good side. Would rather kill everyone including himself than let you win an argument. 

Zaheer- 6/10

A wannabe hippie but will still fight the system and you too. Don't try to control him. Gets annoyed when people breathe too loud. Is kind of a contradiction. Will literally blow you away. Anarchy equals freedom. Fuck the police. Can sit in the same spot for a really long time. Probably a flat earther. 

Ming-Hua- 7/10

Has a significant disability but can still easily slaughter you. Innovative and sneaky af. As fast and agile as an actual lemur. A natural disaster wherever she goes. Doesn't listen to your advice. Overcompensates a lot. Probably her own worst enemy. Is quiet and likes to eavesdrop on your business. 

Kuvira- 7.5/10 

Wants to control everything. Who invited her to poop the party? Highkey evil and just plain mean. Will use your corpse as a decoration if you get in her way. Secretly petty and superficial af. Thinks social bonding is trying to seduce you in order to take charge of your life. Individuality punishable by death. Even other villains hate her. 

P'Li- 7.5/10

Can explode you with her mind. Her gaze will pierce you to the core. Strong independent and violent woman who don't need a man but chooses to have one anyway. Will shave you off just like the sides of her hair. Has no problem fucking shit up. Boss bitch. Loyal to only a select few, so too bad for you. 

Amon- 8/10

Charismatic but scary and mysterious af. Huge hypocrite. Will silently judge you. Powerful, selfish and cruel. Manipulative as hell and uses intimidation to get you to comply. Pretends to have empathy but really just wants control. Will cripple you physically and emotionally without warning. Knows all of your weaknesses but none of his own. 

Earth Queen Hou-Ting- 8.5/10 

The actual worst. Eats your pets for supper. Her yelling is the #1 cause of deafness worldwide. Will keep you prisoner and then have you killed for looking at her. The bossiest Drama Queen ever. Will be the cause of all your misery and will be proud of it. Bark is the same as her bite. Lots of daddy issues. 

Chief Unalaq- 9/10 

Religious extremist. Actually batshit insane. Wants to destroy the entire world. Has ascended from this pathetic plane of human existence. Loner whose only friends are invisible. Wants you to think he's just shy and misunderstood but NOPE. Knows what you want to hear and says it. Will sell you to satan for one cornchip. 

Yakone- 9.5/10

Worst dad ever. Will either bloodbend you, try to live vicariously through you or both. Absolutely no redeeming traits except for being physically human. Abuse equals tough love. Might beat your ass for no good reason and expect your gratitude for it. Criminal mastermind with no conscience and all of the entitlement. 

Vaatu- 10/10

Actually the devil. Literal incarnation of darkness and chaos. Ultimate troll and force of disaster in the world. Doesn't know any better, but still an asshole by choice. Will use you until you're no longer of value. Has a hard-on for destruction. Likes to play the victim. Will consume your soul and burp loudly.

[og-danny-dorito]

Hancock SFW Headcanons To Satiate My Undying Thirst for This Raisin

this is dedicated to all of my 12 year old monster/humanoid obsessions, and to the ones which may follow such as this mans, John Hancock, the mayor of Goodneighbor. because I'll be damned if I see a ghoul and don't become immediately attracted to them. also these weren't requested, but @thatwolfnamednyla​ seemed interested so i'll tag them (i can remove the tag too if you want me to, just let me know).

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S F W :

- ok so, I’m gonna start off with physical headcanons because it’s easier for me to base everything off of that 

- since most of the heights in the game are the same and they don’t really give any actual canon heights for them, I’d say that he’s about 5”5 because I love the imagine of a short man with a knife. like-

- yeah he’s definitely powerful and strong willed and mental the opposite of a short baby man, but like can you just imagine some dude walking up to you and having to look up at you because he’s small? Especially a high af ghoul man small boy? an artistic virtue

- that, and he’s generally the most crackhead out of all the companions 

- like he’s the guy to go to if you’re itching to bust out some chems and go shoot at random shit in the middle of the night cause he’s just that kinda dude 

- he lives for the thrill of things, and so obviously someone equally as crackhead as he is would fit him perfectly, but for the sake of actual relationship building I’d say that he’s better fit with a rational crackhead 

- like yeah, going out and getting yourself fucked up is great, but like not to the point of getting yourself so fucked up beyond repair, yknow? someone who takes a second and a half to think his crazy ass ideas through and THEN do it with him is the best person for the job as his metaphorical babysitter 

- and he really likes to be taken care of because he’s a sucker for that shit. I would say that he has a daddy/mommy kink but like these aren’t nsfw and so I’m not gonna bust out that nasty shit just yet 

- that said, being his partner doesn’t have very specific guidelines. being pansexual AND polyamorous allows him to love freely as he was genetically destined to anyway 

- seriously, he’s attracted to you if you say something nice to him and show a little bit of interest that’s just how it is. he doesnt really think of appearances unless he's only out for dick

- he doesn’t really have a specific type either??? but he finds timid and nervous people so fucking cute. like,,, if you keep apologizing because of small things he’ll ruffle your hair and start calling you ‘kid’ and ‘sweetie’ cause honestly it’s just so sweet to see you get all nervous and shy 

- it literally makes him want to fistfight someone in an abandoned parking lot for you and he can't help his protectionist ways

- like he likes to be taken care of yeah, but he ends up setting y’all in the ‘give some get some’ scenario where it’s more of a partnership 

- jokingly calls you ‘smoothskin’ even if your skin isn’t smooth like you’re scarred or something. it cracks him up because he does it in a smoker voice too but he already sounds like a smoker so he ends up coughing a little bit after in between laughs 

- biggest goofball on the planet 

- will literally play pranks on you because he finds it funny, like using makeshift pre-war whoopee cushion and shit like that. will also 100% love it if you prank him back. he doesn’t take much seriously and so any form of mild joking makes him genuinely happy 

- if you’re inclined to more permanent relationships however, this could become an issue. not the whole whoopee cushion thing the seriousness thing

- just because he does sleep with other people and lowkey tell you all the time about how “That raider was packin, and I don’t mean to be a whore but honestly like if he wanted some he could get some.”, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you. it’s just that it’s normal for him to be attracted to other people at the same time. it can be more than one person at once, which can sometimes be a problem if more traditional people not cool with it 

- confronting him about it either to confirm it negatively or positively depends on your preference. he didn’t really think of this as permanent in the first place, more of a friends with benefits situation where you also benefit each other with extreme emotional support, and so you wanting to make it serious will trigger his fear of commitment 

- therefore, if you’re not okay with it he may have a hard time adapting, but if he’s really grown on you then he can try to be better about it. he won’t make the one he loves uncomfortable without their permission, but he’ll try his best to explain it (the best that he can doesn't necessarily that he’ll do it well though) 

- if you’re alright with it then he will most likely bring up the topic of either threesomes/poly-somes and/or adding someone else to your romantic stuff or something like that if either of areyou is interested. communication is key in this sort of thing, and so he’ll almost always go to you before like trying to initiate anything with someone after talking with them and you about the situation 

- oh did I mention fear of commitment? Cause I’m about to get real angsty 

- MAN does he have an issue with it. not only that, but the reason he doesn’t really view this thing as permanent is because he’s fairly certain he’ll outlive you. he's terrified of loosing you one day and then not knowing what the he'll to do with himself for the rest of his life. he’s scared of being tied down it totally goes against his whole thing of freedom, and since he’s already conflicted about anarchy and order he literally avoids thinking about settling down with anyone or anything 

- he’s holding onto a past that brought him joy then, but could ruin him now. and the best way to deal with that is to try to get through it as best as you can and leave the past behind, but he still finds himself reminiscing about things that could’ve happened 

- it keeps him up sometimes, thinking about it. he’ll lay flat on his back in bed, staring at the ceiling for hours at a time just... thinking. and only when he’s lightly pressed about it will he say something, and even then it seems more like he’s struggling to find the words. It’s weird how he can talk to goodneighbor’s citizens like it’s nothing, but talking about himself gets him all choked up 

- he would very much like it if you just like, kissed his face or hold his hand sometimes. to him it speaks more than a thousand words, and if he’s really having a hard time it means everything for you to be there for him 

- that, and with the fact that you’re his best friend means that you’re his ride or die partner in crime 

- just sitting around and doing chems with you and getting all philosophical or doing dumb shit is pretty much all he needs to be satisfied with you, and he really likes hearing you talk about pre-war society 

- whether your views are negative or positive, he likes hearing about the way things used to work. he likes your stories about how you grew up and how you came to be who you are today, and a lot of the time he finds himself asking you about something he doesn’t know because you’re technically the ultimate source of knowledge on that stiff by this point 

- you’d have to assure him that you didn’t know everything and no, you had no idea what year that random object he found was made, but he likes it anyway. you pique his interest, and just sharing a few mindset traits with you makes him feel much more secure and like you’ve got something that matters to the both of you 

- that, and he thinks you’re the coolest motherfucker on the planet 

- he’d probably be more attracted to free spirits, those who hold a strong moral code and defend it like it’s their lifeline. obviously he has a wide range of romantic and causal interest guidelines, but that’s the key point there. Someone who stands for what they believe in and protects those around them 

- and NOW for my favorite part, miscellaneous headcanons ; 

he’s probably the most openly sexual out of all the companions besides Gage, but tbh gage isn't down to walk naked through commonwealth and he is so obviously he’s the most freaky 

he’s more himbo oriented, although with this chart done originally by @cockneydio​

I can tell you that he’s this 👌 close to being a feral himbo and is probably turned on by danger so you can already tell what kinda bitch he is 

he likes to give you his jacket when you’re cold or he just feels like it and it usually smells like cigarettes and gunpowder 

thinks that pastel colors and soft clothes are kind of cute on people for some reason 

is a sucker for pda, might die if you kiss on his neck or tell him he looks nice that day while you’re in public. Also super into just randomly slapping your ass because he finds it hilarious (slapping his ass in turn earns you a flirty comment and a mildly turned on raisin man) 

loves receiving gifts from you and equally as much giving them, which is commonly just cool little things he’s found and thought you would like 

makes cheesy pick up lines all the time and you can’t change my mind 

would die for pet names, given or received. like yes call him “honey” and “sugar” he will MELT he's just a big nerd

he's kinda self conscious about himself around you, but likes phsycial contact too much to deny himself of it so he's literally always attached to you and/or on top of you if he can help it

- hancock isn’t feral, but he sure does act like it sometimes. what he needs is someone who can balance him out and give him the space when he needs it, and who genuinely cares about he people around them regardless of who or what they are. just being there for him on the bad days means the world to him, and he wouldn’t give what y'all have up for all the caps and chems in the world

[chrmatiica-moved]

STUDY  :  NEGAN  WILLIAMS

-  B A S I C S .

IS  YOUR  MUSE  TALL  /  SHORT  /  AVERAGE?

     tall  -  6′1″

ARE  THEY  OKAY  WITH  THEIR  HEIGHT?

     definitely,  his  height  has  never  been  something  he’s  got  an  issue,  he  never  cared  that  he  had  been  too  short  to  play  football  in  high  school  because  he  was  always  more  of  a  baseball  player.

WHAT’S  THEIR  HAIR  LIKE?

     his  hair  has  always  been  very  dark,  always  kept  short,  it  used  to  be  thick  but  as  he  got  older,  it  started  to  thin  out  and  when  his  wife  was  diagnosed  with  her  cancer,  he  noticed  that  he  started  to  get  more  grey  throughout  his  facial  hair  and  sideburns,  he  fully  embraced  the  salt  and  pepper  look  though.

DO  THEY  SPEND  A  LOT  OF  TIME  ON  THEIR  HAIR  /  GROOMING?

     not  a  lot  but  he  definitely  makes  sure  to  keep  his  beard  tidy.      he  knows  lucille  likes  it,  so  he  doesn’t  let  it  get  out  of  control  or  ever  get  rid  of  it  completely.

DOES  YOUR  MUSE  CARE  ABOUT  THEIR  APPEARANCE  /  WHAT  OTHERS  THINK?

     he  doesn’t  really  give  much  thought  about  his  appearance,  he  knows  what  looks  good  on  him  and  what  doesn’t,  he’s  not  one  to  spend  ages  picking  out  what  he  is  going  to  wear.      he  also  doesn’t  really  care  what  most  people  think  about  the  way  he  looks,  the  only  person’s  opinion  who  matters  to  him  is  lucille.

-  P R E F E R E N C E S .

INDOORS  OR  OUTDOORS?     outdoors. RAIN  OR  SUNSHINE?     sunshine. FOREST  OR  BEACH?     beach. PRECIOUS  METALS  OR  GEMS?      precious  metals. FLOWERS  OR  PERFUMES?     flowers. PERSONALITY  OR  APPEARANCE?     personality. BEING  ALONE  OR  BEING  IN  A  CROWD?     in  a  crowd. ORDER  OR  ANARCHY?     order. PAINFUL  TRUTHS  OR  WHITE  LIES?     painful  truths. SCIENCE  OR  MAGIC?     science. PEACE  OR  CONFLICT?     peace. NIGHT  OR  DAY?     day. WARMTH  OR  COLD?     warmth. MANY  ACQUAINTANCES  OR  FEW  CLOSE  FRIENDS?     few  close  friends. READING  OR  PLAYING  A  GAME?     reading.

-  Q U E S T I O N A I R E .

WHAT  ARE  SOME  OF  YOUR  MUSE’S  BAD  HABITS?

     angry  outbursts,  mood  swings,  being  unpredictable,  bad  posture.

HAS  YOUR  MUSE  LOST  ANYONE  CLOSE  TO  THEM?  HOW  HAS  IT  EFFECTED  THEM?

     negan  lost  his  mother  when  he  was  thirteen  to  untreated  lung  cancer  as  they  couldn’t  afford  the  treatment,  his  father  than  drank  himself  to  death  and  past  away  when  he  was  nineteen.      losing  his  parents  before  he  was  twenty  caused  him  to  not  really  allow  a  lot  of  people  very  close  to  him,  he  didn’t  make  lasting  relationships  and  didn’t  allow  people  to  get  to  know  him  very  well,  until  lucille  thomas  anyway.      CANON  ;  losing  lucille  caused  a  massive  shift  in  him,  he  completely  hardened  up,  he  didn’t  allow  people  to  get  close  and  just  used  people  for  company  or  resources  as  he  knows  he  can’t  do  it  alone,  became  almost  obsessed  with  saving  people  because  he  hadn’t  been  able  to  save  the  one  person  that  really  mattered  to  him.

WHAT  ARE  SOME  FOND  MEMORIES  YOUR  MUSE?

     playing  baseball  throughout  high  school,  hiking  &  climbing  throughout  the  surrounding  forests,  buying  his  first  home,  meeting  lucille  thomas,  helping  steve  harrington  actually  get  through  high  school,  falling  in  love  with  lucille  thomas,  winning  sports  games  with  some  of  the  best  teams  in  their  high  school,  marrying  lucille  thomas.

IS  IT  EASY  FOR  YOUR  MUSE  TO  KILL?

     yes.      a  part  of  him  wishes  that  it  wasn’t,  but  he  knows  that  it  helped  keep  him  strong  with  the  world  being  like  it  is.      doing  a  show  of  force,  but  making  sure  to  not  kill  if  necessary,  people  are  still  useful  resources  and  without  them,  they  would  all  be  dead.

WHAT’S  IT  LIKE  WHEN  YOUR  MUSE  BREAKS  DOWN?

     he  acts  out  irrationally,  either  being  completely  emotionless  or  overly  emotional,  he  attacks  people  verbally  to  get  reactions  in  an  attempt  to  make  himself  better.      he  tends  to  not  let  a  lot  of  people  see  him  being  overly  emotional,  he  would  rather  shut  people  out  than  let  them  in  on  how  he  is  feeling.

IS  YOUR  MUSE  CAPABLE  OF  TRUSTING  SOMEONE  WITH  THEIR  LIFE?

     yes,  but  there  is  only  a  few  people  that  he  trusts  with  his  life  and  even  then,  he  questions  most  of  them  a  lot  of  the  time.

WHAT’S  YOUR  MUSE  LIKE  WHEN  THEY’RE  IN  LOVE?

     negan  in  love  is  something  very  rare,  he  feels  it  has  only  happened  once  and  with  one  person.      he  would  do  anything  and  everything  for  the  person  he’s  in  love  with,  going  out  of  his  way  to  do  what  he  can  for  them,  he’s  affectionate,  soft  and  gentle  but  passionate  and  charming.      he  would  walk  to  the  ends  of  the  earth  for  the  person  he  loves  and  would  struggle  to  move  past  them  if  they  were  gone.

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[eternlle]

♡   STUDY  :   EVELYN FERRIDAY.

♡   BASICS.

IS YOUR MUSE TALL  /  SHORT  /  AVERAGE? evelyn is quite short, only 5′2″ and built very slender    ---   she almost looks frail, as though she’d blow away with a strong wind.    her mother used to say she has ‘sparrow bones’, and it’s true   ;   evelyn gives off the impression of being tiny and delicate, even though she’s anything but fragile.

ARE THEY OKAY WITH THEIR HEIGHT? the best explanation is, she’s used to it.   after two-hundred-odd years, she’s learned exactly how to maneuver her body   ;   she knows how it works, and at this point would be weirded out by anything else.   there are so many benefits to being short!  she can get into tiny places, move quickly, sneak into clubs without bouncers noticing...   short girls rule the world.

WHAT’S THEIR HAIR LIKE? her hair is naturally dark, inclined to go wavy at the ends when it gets too long  ;  she enjoys brushing it, allowing her thoughts to wander with the repetitive motions, and for this reason she likes having it long.   it’s quite pliable and easy to style...  even if, for convenience’s sake, long hair is an awful pain.   it gets in her way all the time, but ev loves having a lot of hair.

DO THEY SPEND A LOT OF TIME ON THEIR HAIR  /  GROOMING? she spends a fair amount of time on it.   looking after her hair is evelyn’s quiet time, one of the only instances she’ll hold still for a prolonged period   ;   she never considers herself done until satisfied with how she looks.   things will get messed up  ---  her love of adventures makes that inevitable  ---  but she devotes a good amount of time to self - care.

DOES YOUR MUSE CARE ABOUT THEIR APPEARANCE  /  WHAT OTHERS THINK? she’s...  definitely not sloppy.   i wouldn’t say she cares about what other people think  ---  she’s more than willing to splash in mud or climb trees, has no problem getting dirty  ---  but evelyn likes to look good, and genuinely enjoys putting effort into her appearance.   she doesn’t really like dressing up, and her style isn’t fancy, but she feels good when she looks good.   other people don’t need to approve  ;  it isn’t about them.    nonetheless, if she’s not crawling out of a ditch, she usually makes an impression on people with how neat   ( on occasion, even elegant )  she looks.

♡   PREFERENCES.

INDOORS OR OUTDOORS?  outdoors.

RAIN OR SUNSHINE?   rain, but sunshine is wonderful too...   it depends on her mood.

FOREST OR BEACH?   forest.

PRECIOUS METALS OR GEMS?   gems.

FLOWERS OR PERFUMES?  flowers.

PERSONALITY OR APPEARANCE?   personality.

BEING ALONE OR BEING IN A CROWD?  in a crowd.

ORDER OR ANARCHY?    anarchy.

PAINFUL TRUTHS OR WHITE LIES?   white lies.

SCIENCE OR MAGIC?  magic.

PEACE OR CONFLICT?  peace.

NIGHT OR DAY?  day.

DUSK OR DAWN?  dawn.

WARMTH OR COLD?  warmth.

MANY ACQUAINTANCES OR A FEW CLOSE FRIENDS?  many acquaintances.

READING OR PLAYING A GAME?  playing a game.

♡   QUESTIONNAIRE.  

WHAT ARE SOME OF YOUR MUSE’S BAD HABITS? escapism.   rampant escapism.   she makes shit up to cope.   evelyn runs from her problems like she gets a high out of it, and this extends to mental running   ---  literally ignoring them, pretending they don’t exist or trouble her   ---   and physically sprinting away.   she’s very non - confrontational, so she prefers to flee a problem before addressing it.   she’s...  very good at lying to herself.

HAS YOUR MUSE LOST ANYONE CLOSE TO THEM? HOW HAS IT AFFECTED THEM? check that residual trauma, babey!  she still suffers, centuries on, from the loss of her children  ---  her miscarriages, and especially maerie.   seeing her grow up was a small comfort, but evelyn mourns the fact that she wasn’t there to raise her daughter, as her mother was for her.   speaking of her mother, evelyn never even got to say goodbye  ---  she died by the time she found herself back in france after “faking” her own death.    evelyn hasn’t even begun to process that grief, and it’s been literal centuries.   she keeps all her traumas in neatly packed boxes, stuffed away at the back of her mind - attic, and god help the person who ends up knocking one over.

WHAT ARE SOME FOND MEMORIES YOUR MUSE HAS? oh, so many  ---  evelyn honestly holds on to memories less easily since she became immortal  ( she blames it on her head being crowded with just so much )   but many from her early life remain extremely vivid.   she remembers the way her mother used to sit at the piano on sunny spring days, and play tunes while evelyn and her siblings danced around the room  ;  she remembers chasing frogs in the stream with her brother and best friend, how suzanne would shriek whenever they touched her, and charles would laugh until he fell over sideways  ;  she remembers little maerie’s bright smile as she chased a butterfly across the field, and how she didn’t cry when she fell and skinned her knee.   evelyn has many incredibly fond memories, but she cherished these early ones most of all.

IS IT EASY FOR YOUR MUSE TO KILL? i...  don’t know if she could.   she’s never been put in a situation where she’d have to.   defending herself is a different story, and evelyn will gladly fight like a feral badger for her own self - preservation, but killing someone might go too far.   ultimately, i think she could do it, but only if something she valued greatly was at stake  ---  like her liberty, or the safety of someone she loved.   she doesn’t like to kill creepy-crawlies, killing a person is a big leap.

WHAT’S IT LIKE WHEN YOUR MUSE BREAKS DOWN? very messy.   evelyn truly breaking down is a release of all the emotion she hasn’t allowed herself to feel  ---  it’s violent, tumultuous, and as frightening to her as it is to any person unlucky enough to witness it.   she hits a very low point.   while not the sort of person to lash out at anyone else, she’ll retreat inwards, probably trying to isolate herself.   ( she’s gonna sprint into the freaking woods. )    it’s like...  a volcanic explosion of emotion, and it leaves her drained and listless for days afterwards   ;   she has to physically recover from it.   has only happened...  a handful of times in two centuries, it’s that bad.

IS YOUR MUSE CAPABLE OF TRUSTING SOMEONE WITH THEIR LIFE? “trust” is a big word for evelyn.   she’s very individualistic   ;   she doesn’t truly trust anyone, not with her every secret   ( and there are some big ones to unpack ).   her trust is handed out like grains of sand, steadily built up overtime into a mountain.  it has to be earned.   for evelyn, it’s not about trusting someone with her life  ---  she’ll visit an active volcano with someone she barely knows, just for the hell of it   ---  but trusting someone with her vulnerabilities, her secrets, is a slow process.  she usually doesn’t let herself get that close to people.   casual friends are...  easier, and don’t notice when you’re gone.

WHAT’S YOUR MUSE LIKE WHEN THEY’RE IN LOVE? hopeful.   walking on air is maybe a more apt term, but evelyn in love is the lightest she will ever be.   it’s so easy to see the beauty in everything, and suddenly she has someone to share it with.   she...  gets a bit ahead of herself.   she starts planning things, coming up with grand adventures they’ll share, places they’ll go, hoops they’ll jump through.   a lot of her ideas are a little unrealistic, so she’d need a partner to anchor her   ---   “no, we can’t go mountain-climbing in tibet this weekend, i have an actual job”   ---  but also to know how to humor her. the thing about ev :   she deceives herself in love.  she’s not good at facing the hard truths in her own life, so she tends to romanticize the idea of a life with her partner.   she will get discouraged if life doesn’t live up to those expectations.  if she feels ignored, if she feels patronized or suppressed...   she’ll fall out of love very quickly, and develop the urge to flee.   it takes a lot to get to that point, though.   if there’s a sufficient base of understanding and mutual affection in the relationship, she’ll never get to that point  ---  it’s worst-case scenario.  by now, she’s smarter about who she falls in love with.  she’s already married a man who tired of her, who saw her as a silly child   ;   she’ll never put herself in that position again.

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[blindhim]

STUDY    :   COSMO  STILINSKI.    TAGGED BY    :   taken  from  my  other  blog

—    BASICS.

▸     IS    YOUR    MUSE    TALL    /    SHORT    /    AVERAGE ?  cosmo  is  just  above  average  height,  at  6′0  or  183  cm.

▸      ARE    THEY    OKAY    WITH    THEIR    HEIGHT ?  he’s  comfortable  with  his  height.

▸      WHAT’S    THEIR    HAIR    LIKE ?  cosmo’s  hair  is  short,  thick  and  unruly.  while  healthy,  soft  and  shiny,  he  doesn’t  really  style  it  and  tends  to  just  let  it  do  whatever  it  wants.  as  such  he  always  looks  a  little  untidy.  back  in  high  school  he  used  to  just  wear  beanies  so  that  he  didn’t  have  to  waste  his  time  trying  to  style  it.  he  frequently  tends  to  let  it  grow  out  until  it’s  hanging  past  his  ears  before  visiting  a  barber.

▸     DO    THEY    SPEND    A    LOT    OF    TIME    ON    THEIR    HAIR     /    GROOMING ?  not  at  all.  as  long  as  he’s  clean  and  comfortable,  cosmo  generally  doesn’t  care.  he’ll  let  his  stubble  grow  out  a  bit  before  shaving,  only  visits  the  barber  when  his  hair  starts  to  get  annoying  and  only  trims  or  thins  out  the  rest  of  his  body  hair  when  he  can  be  bothered.

▸      DOES   YOUR   MUSE   CARE   ABOUT   THEIR   APPEARANCE   /   WHAT    OTHERS    THINK ?  as  long  as  he’s  clean  and  comfortable,  he  really  doesn’t  care  too  much  about  his  appearance  or  what  others  will  think  of  his  appearance.  he’s  not  too  fussed  with  his  own  fashion  or  style  and  only  really  takes  the  time  to  care  when  he’s  going  to  work  as  he  knows  he  has  to  look  professional.

—    PREFERENCES.

▸     INDOORS    OR    OUTDOORS ?    indoors. ▸     RAIN    OR    SUNSHINE ?    sunshine. ▸     FOREST    OR    BEACH ?    forest. ▸     PRECIOUS    METALS    OR    GEMS ?   precious  metals. ▸     FLOWERS    OR    PERFUMES ?    flowers. ▸     PERSONALITY    OR    APPEARANCE ?   personality. ▸     BEING    ALONE    OR    BEING    IN    A    CROWD ?     being  alone. ▸     ORDER    OR    ANARCHY ?   order. ▸     PAINFUL    TRUTHS    OR    WHITE    LIES ?   painful  truths. ▸     SCIENCE    OR    MAGIC ?     science. ▸     PEACE    OR    CONFLICT ?    peace. ▸     NIGHT    OR    DAY ?    day. ▸     DUSK    OR    DAWN ?   dusk. ▸     WARMTH    OR    COLD ?    warmth. ▸     MANY   ACQUAINTANCES    OR    A    FEW    CLOSE    FRIENDS ?   few  close  friends. ▸     READING    OR    PLAYING    A    GAME ?   reading.

—    QUESTIONNAIRE.

▸      WHAT    ARE    SOME    OF    YOUR    MUSE’S    BAD    HABITS ?  cosmo  has  a  tendency  to  indulge  in  alcohol  and  recreational  drugs  as  a  way  of  self - medicating  and  suppressing  his  seer  abilities  when  it  becomes  too  heavy  to  deal  with.  he  also  has  a  tendency  to  use  sex  as  a  coping  mechanism  and  seeking  out  one  night  stands  as  a  way  of  scratching  an  itch  but  never  attempts  to  deepen  these  relationships  into  anything  besides  sex.  he  also  has  a  tendency  of  trying  to  learn  everything  about  the  people  he’s  interacting  with  so  that  he  can  be  prepared  for  anything  that  they  may  do,  say  or  want  and  it  can  be  a  little  invasive.  especially  when  he  hacks  his  family  or  friends  phones  so  that  he  can  know  where  they  are  at  all  times  just  in  case  something  bad  happens.

▸      HAS    YOUR    MUSE    LOST    ANYONE    CLOSE    TO    THEM ?      HOW    HAS    IT    AFFECTED    THEM ?  losing  claudia  had  a  huge  emotional  affect  on  cosmo,  while  initially  distraught  and  emotional  when  she  began  demonstrating  the  more  violent  and  manic  symptoms  of  her  frontotemporal  dementia,  when  claudia  attacked  stiles  on  the  hospital  rooftop,  claiming  that  stiles  was  trying  to  kill  her,  cosmo  never  forgave  her  and  decided  to  cut  himself  off  from  claudia  completely  to  the  point  where  after  her  death,  cosmo  experienced  traumatic  selective  amnesia  in  which  he  can  only  remember  negative  memories  of  her.  as  such,  cosmo  has  a  tendency  to  believe  that  the  people  he  loves  will  inevitably  turn  on  him,  when  he  thought  he  was  losing  his  mind  he  thought  dying  would  be  preferable  to  his  father  or  stiles  suffering  the  same  way  they  had  suffered  with  claudia  and  he  still  struggles  to  remember  good  or  fond  memories  of  claudia.

▸      WHAT    ARE    SOME    FOND    MEMORIES    YOUR    MUSE    HAS ?  most  of  cosmo’s  fond  memories  are  with  stiles  ( and  scott )  and  his  father.  noah  teaching  them  how  to  drive,  the  day  stiles  got  the  keys  to  the  jeep.  watching  stiles  and  scott  train  for  lacrosse  try  outs  and  laughing  so  hard  he  cried.  camping  trips  when  he  was  a  kid.  roasting  marshmallows  over  an  open  fire  and  making  smores.  telling  ghost  stories  with  stiles  and  scott.

▸     IS    IT    EASY    FOR    YOUR    MUSE    TO    KILL ?  yes.  physically,  cosmo  is  capable  of  it,  he’s  fair  strong,  quick  and  skilled  enough  to  take  another  life  easily  if  he  chooses  to  or  in  self - defense  but  cosmo  is  also  not  affected  emotionally  by  the  act  of  killing  at  all.  in  fact,  he  only  feels  guilty  about  NOT  feeling  guilty  as  he  knows  how  his  family  would  feel  about  it  if  they  found  out  he  killed  someone  and  didn’t  feel  anything  about  it.

▸      WHAT’S    IT    LIKE    WHEN    YOUR    MUSE    BREAKS    DOWN ?  it’s quiet. visibly, there’s very little that can be seen. a lot of his breaking down is done internally. cosmo overthinking or experiencing powerful emotions like despair, guilt, pain, usually beginning from feelings of worthlessness or feeling that he’s a burden on his father and brother. he has a tendency to shut down, isolates himself so that he can hide that part of himself away from anybody around him. while externally he kind of just goes into autopilot and relies almost solely on routine and muscle memory and it’s only the people who are very close to him who would be able to notice that he’s not himself. he doesn’t react to things, can become quite passive and obedient. if it’s a really bad break down however, like a panic induced break down such as when stiles was possessed and had disappeared, then it is very intense. he panics, is extremely restless, extremely confrontational, hostile and aggressive and very emotional. since cosmo doesn’t usually have to deal with such powerful emotions, experiencing them during moments of duress can be very overwhelming to the point of tears or lashing out.

▸      IS    YOUR    MUSE    CAPABLE    OF    TRUSTING    SOMEONE    WITH    THEIR    LIFE ?  only those that he trusts. he would never trust his life with someone that he isn’t close to. he’d trust stiles, his dad, melissa and scott.

▸      WHAT’S    YOUR    MUSE    LIKE    WHEN    THEY’RE    IN    LOVE ?  devoted. when he loves, it’s unconditional. he’s willing to do anything for them and would do anything for them. he’s a lot more comfortable, a lot more honest and a lot more at ease with the person that he loves. he’s also very empathetic and always puts their needs above his own. it can actually be a bit dangerous for cosmo because when he loves someone, it’s as if that person can do no wrong and it makes him blind to anything negative about them and opens cosmo up to being easily manipulated.

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[eldunea]

how lotor picked the new typed gym leaders of the prussian league.

given that 39 of the 45 previous gym leaders of preuzien were working for the evil team that ruled the region from the 1950s until the present day, lotor had a lot of replacing to do. he had to replace both type specialist and non-specialist gym leaders, but here i’m going to talk about how he replaced all the typed leaders except for the dark, poison, ghost, psychic and fighting leaders--making that 13 people he had to replace.

the first part of the application was pretty standard, sort of like a college application. you submit your resumé and some supplemental essays. what is out of the ordinary, however, are some of the essay questions, which force you to really think outside the box. moreover, the application also asks you for three references, and whereas it’s frowned upon in normal job apps to submit the names of those whose relationship to you is solely personal and not professional, this application SPECIFICALLY asks you to submit the names of friends, significant others, and/or family as your references, with at least one of the references being a friend or SO of 5+ years. (don’t have a friend or SO of 5 or more years? lotor takes that as a sign that you’re incapable of forming stable, healthy long-term relationships and that is an automatic rejection.) i’ll explain this more later on in the post.

in order to be able to enter the prussian league as a gym leader, you have to have beaten the prussian league OR the prussian national tournament OR received equivalent experience--and when they talk about equivalent experience, they mean something absolutely fucking insane, such as being champion for like 10+ years, winning multiple foreign league conferences in a row, or defeating multiple legendaries at full strength because prussia’s league is so insane that that is the bar for even the lower-ranked league members. notwithstanding these high restrictions, a whopping 40,000 people applied from both within preuzien and from around the world. lotor personally read each and every single application and personally accepted or rejected each one--with his eidetic memory and his ability to read entire pages simply by glancing at them, he was able to read and analyze roughly 2,857 applications a day. the process was extremely selective: out of the ~3,000 people who applied for each available typing, only 20 of them were moved on to the next round.

the next part of the application also seems completely ordinary on the surface: you do an interview. however, this is not a normal interview by any means. you don’t sit down for an hour, get a bunch of questions listed off at you, and then get up to leave. instead, you spend an entire week with your interviewer so that they can get to know you inside and out. they do ask you some standard interview questions, but their purpose is far more extended and complex: they want to observe you, learn you from the inside out, and only after you pass this test can they move you on to the next round.

lotor also chose the interviewers with a purpose. these aren’t just standard office workers, no. all of his interviewers are spies, government agents, interrogation specialists, detectives, social workers, psychologists…people who are trained to not only psychoanalyze you to hell and back, but also to ferret out information that you may want to keep hidden. you may be shy around them at first, but by the end of the week you’ll be spilling your insecurities, personal setbacks and weaknesses and it’ll be too late to stop it. having gathered this intelligence on the candidates, the interviewers then file reports on them and report to lotor and his gym leaders. they all read the reports and have a round table discussion on which 10 people out of the 20 for each type get to move on to the battling rounds.

when you get to the battle rounds, you are first mentored for a week by not only the current prussian league but also by the corresponding typed leader of the 18 typed gym leaders of the süddeutsche (south german) league. this is so that both leagues can get to know you and see how well they work with you and how everyone’s personalities mesh. whereas wilhelmine shunned south germany, considering them to be “weak” and “soft” unlike the “hardened” north germans, lotor wanted preuzien and süddeutschland to have a strong allyship, and so he involved them in the hiring procedure for his new league. this means that not only are you taught some battling skills, you are also given extremely strenuous teambuilding exercises that test your ability to work alongside the gym leaders who will be your future colleagues--whether north (prussian) or south. afterward, you are moved on to the individual battles: unit-style battles in which you are first paired with someone whose type is weak to yours, then against someone whose type is neutral toward yours, then against someone whose type is strong against yours (or in the reverse order). after all the battles are concluded, the south german gym leader for each type has a conference with lotor and the prussian leaders about which six of the ten applicants for that type they would want to admit to the league. the bottom four candidates of each type are eliminated, and the top six move on to the free-for-all campaign.

the free-for-all campaign phase takes place over a period of one month per each group of 26, for a total of 3 months. basically, in each round, two trainers of each of the 13 contested types are thrown into a hunger games-like arena where their goal is to fight each other in a war campaign-like scenario for territory. each person starts out with three square miles to defend for a total of 78 square miles per arena. in addition, you are only given enough food and supplies to last for the first two weeks of the campaign, and if you want to have any more, you must take it at the start of the FFA campaign in an event that is similar to the cornucopia bloodbath in the hunger games.

the first two weeks are known as the “anarchy” phase. in this phase, anyone can attack or ally with anyone else, it’s just a complete and total clusterfuck. but at the end of the second week, when everyone’s preliminary supplies have run out and tempers are running high, lotor makes a surprise announcement that now everyone will be entering a “teamwork” phase. based on your interpersonal relationships in the mentorship period and throughout the anarchy phase, he then puts you in groups of 3 - 4 with the people that you get along with the LEAST. he says now you have to campaign against each other……and you will be judged on how well you work together, and that failure to show proper teamwork is grounds for disqualification from the process. so, to put it into perspective: you’re hungry, thirsty, tired, low on medicine, and now you not only have to work with & share your remaining supplies with a group of people you ABSOLUTELY HATE, you have to do it flawlessly because you won’t get the job if you don’t. lotor does things this way to test peoples’ teamwork skills in extreme ways that have not already been tested by the mentoring stage, and because he understands that in war and in life, sometimes you have to ally with people you may utterly loathe--you need to be able to do that if you want to survive. after each FFA campaign ends, lotor and his leaders review the candidates’ performances, and pick one person from each type to eliminate. the remaining candidates then proceed to what may be the worst part of this entire hiring process of all.

while candidates vie for the newly opened league positions, they do so in special dorms that the previous league built for their own hiring process. for the final stage of the process, the gym leaders literally wake you up at 3 AM and take you to a pale white decorationless waiting room, and put you under the impression that your application is in jeopardy. no one is allowed to speak. no one is allowed to eat or drink. no one is allowed to go to the bathroom. without any fanfare, over the speakerphones they invite you up into the adjoining room.

when you get there, you are told that you are being subjected to another “interview.” but something is wrong. you’re standing in the middle of a dark room, with nothing but a spotlight on you and a microphone for you to speak in. the leaders sit far above you, looking down, the light cast on their faces in a way that’s clearly meant to intimidate. and then when they open their mouths, in voices as hard and cold as ice, they subject you to nothing less than a verbal firing squad on almost every single personal detail of yourself and your values.

the fact that all your references were supposed to be your friends and family? yeah. this is why. while you were out campaigning (or spending the other part of those three months with the southern german gym leaders), lotor did his ahem “reference checks”--which is a real fancy way of saying that he sent professional interrogators & investigators to your friends and family to grill them on every weakness of your character and morality that hasn’t already been revealed. he and his gym leaders then reviewed the information, combined it with all the other data they have collected on you, and used it to pressure you in ANY WAY POSSIBLE to get you to CRACK. this phase is a test of your strength when your personal weaknesses are pushed, a test of how much you know about your own values and about ethics in general, a test of  whether/how you are willing to defend them. when the gym leaders are done with you, if you’ve performed to their satisfaction, they invite lotor into the room. he then proceeds to use everything he knows about you to TEAR YOU APART.

he will make you question your morals. he will make you question your very being. but above all, he is there to show you THE FEAR OF FACING YOURSELF. this is a man who, when his age was still in the single digits, learned how to push his therapists to quit on him in tears; you won’t stand a chance. when he does this, he either leads you into a back room or keeps you where you are--whichever one he thinks will hurt you more. for example, with the current dragon leader, wula feiyun, he led her into the back room because he wanted to isolate her from the leader she had bonded with--the poison leader, ngozi okocha. however, with marcia ferreira, the current grass leader, he kept her in the room with the other leaders because he knew she had a fear of being judged by others. he was kind and gentle and helpful when you knew him throughout the rest of the process; that man is gone when he faces you now, replaced by someone who is harsh and cold and cruel; it’s such a jarring contrast that he might as well be a stranger. he does not use your traumas or mental illnesses against you. he does not need to. during her session marcia glared at him and told him, “tell me i deserved my abuse. i dare you.” to which he replied, “i haven’t had to go that far in order to get you to SNAP.”

he has made people defecate themselves with the power of his words. he sends people running from that room in total meltdowns. they sprint out the door, or collapse in their chairs, chests heaving, faces in hands; you cannot say anything to them to ease their pain or your own, you can only sit in silence as they fill the lifeless room with screams and sobs. some are moved into a different room altogether as they await their results; those who await whatever torment lies in the dim-lit interrogation chamber are left thinking that the ones who don’t come back have gone on to see something worse. then when many hours have passed, when you have sat wordlessly awaiting the end of this ordeal, he brings every candidate into an auditorium. you go in, expecting the pain to continue…

…but you don’t get any pain. you get an explanation.

at the end, he sits everyone down and explains to them what he’s done. he tells them why he insisted that references are those who have known you personally, how he selected for his interviewers those who were professionally trained to psychoanalyze and gather information, why he insisted on putting everyone through such an ordeal. it becomes apparent at this point the extent to which He Doesn’t Trust Anybody: he is well aware of how many people like to lie and bullshit their way through job interviews, boasting of their accomplishments and good character…well, he says fuck off to that. in his interviews, in his hiring process, THE TRUE SELF IS REVEALED, the self laid bare by strife and fear. when your back is against the wall, you can’t bullshit a level of inner strength that you don’t have.

but there’s more to that. he says that the final trial is an interview and not a battle because of how much he prizes character. for it is not mere battling strength that makes a real league member; as he saw from the thousands of applicants, people with qualified resumés are a dime a dozen, but as proven by the process, only thirteen of those people have the necessary personality and understanding of values to truly succeed. he says that if they think he and his leaders were cruel or harsh or extreme or even unethical in that room or at any point during the process, what they went through there is NOTHING compared to the personal challenges they will face as leaders of preuzien. the region has gone through two horrific dictatorships--first at the hand of fascists, then at the hands of wilhelmine--and is only now getting the chance to heal and rebuild. the leaders who guide them through that healing must be ready to stand by their ethics and conquer their personal weaknesses no matter HOW much pressure they face--and they CANNOT FAIL.

do you know the apocalyptic power vested in this country? in its legendaries? he asks. do you know what it would mean for the leaders of the nation with some of the strongest and most misguided trainers in world history to fail their people at a critical time because they had a moment of incompetence or weakness? weakness is not an option. failure is not an option. failure to bring preuzien back from its past in ANY WAY will lead the country and perhaps the entire world to a fate worse than death. the gravity of that work, he tells you, demands the exactingness and extremeness inherent in his methods. only through the harshest trials of character can those who are truly ready be revealed. he is not like wilhelmine; he does not just want the best of the best to have the bragging rights to say his league is the strongest, both in terms of battling and personal strength. he wants his league to be the best of the best in every way because IT IS WHAT THE COUNTRY REQUIRES.

[katana-otoko]

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KATANA / BALTO

—    BASICS.  

▸     IS    YOUR    MUSE    TALL    /    SHORT    /    AVERAGE ?  Average height for a person from Gongaga; 6′2″

▸      ARE    THEY    OKAY    WITH    THEIR    HEIGHT ?  He’s entirely fine with his height. He had trouble with short inseams while shopping for clothes in Junon before joining the TURKs, but his income as a TURK allows him to have clothing tailored to his measurements. 

▸      WHAT’S    THEIR    HAIR    LIKE ? Close to unmanageable while dwelling in the humid climes of Gaia’s southern hemisphere. Thick and course, he tends to shed on the rare occasion he doesn’t keep up with his grooming or under an incredible amount of stress. 

▸     DO    THEY    SPEND    A    LOT    OF    TIME    ON    THEIR    HAIR     /    GROOMING ?  Almost too much time--Balto needs his own bathroom if he’s sharing his living quarters with someone else, otherwise he’d never give his housemate the chance to have a decent shower. 

▸      DOES   YOUR   MUSE   CARE   ABOUT   THEIR   APPEARANCE   /   WHAT    OTHERS    THINK ?  To a point. Balto cleans up very well while on the job as a TURK. Anytime else, he never omits hygienic routine before going out in public, but his personal fashions are sometimes an acquired taste. While off travelling in the wilderness, he dresses in practical clothes suited for the climate and whatever physical activity he is getting himself into. 

—    PREFERENCES.

▸  INDOORS    OR    OUTDOORS ? Outdoors. He is inclined toward cabin fever if left shuttered inside--staying in his office is particularly difficult for him. ▸  RAIN    OR    SUNSHINE ? Sunshine ▸  FOREST    OR    BEACH ? *He’ll break a sweat trying to choose* ▸  PRECIOUS    METALS    OR    GEMS ? Metals ▸  FLOWERS    OR    PERFUMES ?   Flowers  ▸  PERSONALITY    OR    APPEARANCE ? Appearance. This preference gets him involved in some gnarly relationships.  ▸  BEING    ALONE    OR    BEING    IN    A    CROWD ? In a crowd. As much as he likes people, he also enjoys becoming invisible among sea of other people.  ▸  ORDER    OR    ANARCHY ?   Anarchy ▸  PAINFUL    TRUTHS    OR    WHITE    LIES ? White lies, whenever there’s an easy out from an otherwise awkward confrontation.  ▸  SCIENCE    OR    MAGIC ?  Science ▸  PEACE    OR    CONFLICT ? Conflict ▸  NIGHT    OR    DAY ? Night. As much as Balto enjoys basking in the sunshine, he was taught the movement of heavenly bodies from his biological father, and spends the time stargazing as a way to stay connected to his deceased ancestors. Part curiosity, part necessity, part filial piety. ▸  DUSK    OR    DAWN ? Dusk ▸  WARMTH    OR    COLD ? Warmth  ▸  MANY   ACQUAINTANCES    OR    A    FEW    CLOSE    FRIENDS ? Many acquaintances!  ▸  READING    OR    PLAYING    A    GAME ? Both. Although Balto is more inclined toward keeping others in his company, he does need alone time--and it is usually spent reading. He leans toward nonfiction, able to ingest a whole technical manual in one sitting, if it were necessary. He spends a lot of time reading engineering books on mako reactor design, and investigative journals concerning reactor malfunctions, failures and explosions. Other than that, topics involving astronomy and celestial beings beyond Gaia’s atmosphere. 

He will also play games: either physical or other recreational games. He gambles over card games and mahjong on occasion. He does have a video game console in his home, but he hasn’t played it in some time, only hanging onto it for his niece and nephew to play while visiting (admittedly, they’re bored of the games on offer). 

—    QUESTIONNAIRE.

▸      WHAT    ARE    SOME    OF    YOUR    MUSE’S    BAD    HABITS ?  Balto clings to people and times to a fault, and the price of this is paid in its outcomes. He constructs the world to fit into his own views; and in that world, it’s only an eye for an eye--and then some. Every violent death of a person close to him, he has exacted twofold. It won’t be long until this behavior catches up to him.

▸      HAS    YOUR    MUSE    LOST    ANYONE    CLOSE    TO    THEM ?      HOW    HAS    IT    AFFECTED    THEM ?  Balto’s life is particularly marked by grief, loss, and entirely inexcusable reaction and complete refusal to accept these things as a fact of life. His father died, he turned from being an intelligent boy to moody and unmanageable teenager. Just about when his temper starts to cool, his best friend is killed, and Balto commits multiple homicides in turn. He has a failed marriage, and more broken relationships than healthy ones. Although he doesn’t experience emotional quite gracefully, he’s slowly learning to get a better hold on his close interpersonal relationships; which includes avoiding self destruction when relationships do not work out. 

▸      WHAT    ARE    SOME    FOND    MEMORIES    YOUR    MUSE    HAS ? Long nights spent studying the stars with his father. Attending correspondence school over radio with his younger siblings, tutoring them in science and mathematics using only old textbooks written in Gonga script and chalk. Long nights listening to music with his first fiance. Practicing swordsmanship skill with his most trusted friend. Waiting for hours at the back of taverns for his wife to finish performing to an audience. 

Balto is highly sentimental, and holds so many fond memories close to his heart--thus the more violent outcomes, when a person suddenly threatens those that he bares close to him.

▸     IS    IT    EASY    FOR   ��YOUR    MUSE    TO    KILL ?  Entirely too easy. It’ll take divine intervention to keep him from continuing down the treacherous path toward forgetting the sacredness of a human life.

▸      WHAT’S    IT    LIKE    WHEN    YOUR    MUSE    BREAKS    DOWN ? Terrifying. It’s absolutely terrifying.

▸      IS    YOUR    MUSE    CAPABLE    OF    TRUSTING    SOMEONE    WITH    THEIR    LIFE ?  Entirely capable, especially when that trust is placed upon a woman or child. He forms strong bonds with the people closest to him; whether romantic relationship or platonic. As he trusts someone with his life, they can expect to safely place their trust in him. 

▸      WHAT’S    YOUR    MUSE    LIKE    WHEN    THEY’RE    IN    LOVE ?  Balto. falls. hard. for his love interests. But it’s sometimes difficult to tell if he’s only being friendly, or genuinely interested in pursuing a long term relationship. Even if his livelihood puts an incredible strain on his relationships, he still finds love and companionship worth the trouble. He will spend more time with his love interest, going out of his way to keep in touch with them, giving them nicknames. Sending multiple text messages, photos, putting aside the time to call and offer generous gifts: whatever it takes to win someone over. Although he is loyal while in a committed relationship, it’s rare that he spends time being single and not looking.