#rewatched stronger faster while doing these

[prowling-muffin]

finals are hell but it’s okay bc I have ratchet brain rot…

(even messier shit down here but it’ll bug me if I don’t add em so)

[recreationalfanfics]

Twisted Wonderland x Lab Rats Crossover HCs

The world's first bionic superhumans.

They're stronger than us. Faster. Smarter.

The next generation of the human race is-

STUCK IN TWISTED WONDERLAND?!

Because I'm hyperfixtaited and love making crossovers, I've decided to make a crossover where YOU can choose which Davenport sibling you want to be and what dorm you'd be sorted in and what your life would be like as a bionic human in Twisted Wonderland. The reader will be using gender neutral pronouns but if I overlooked some please let me know!

Feel free to send in asks or questions about this AU!

Before We Get Started:

- Ace and Deuce are still your very first besties and are the ones who meet you first.

- Grim is your precious kitty and still calls you his bionic henchuman and definetly uses you to get out of situations he got himself stuck in.

- I'm sorry but Crowley is so Donald Davenport coded so you're not as surprised or annoyed by his narcissistic tendencies.

- You've been here at NRC for a while, as a result, Ignihyde managed to build you a bionic recharge chamber in Ramshackle.

- I haven't finished book 7 yet so pls keep that in mind.

- I'm rewatching the show currently but I'm not following any specific timeline.

Adam Davenport! Reader:

- The thembo of your siblings and now, of NRC.

- Okay, but imagine that you see your little brother, Leo, in Ace and Deuce. Ace obviously reminding you of Leo's more mischievous and clever side and Deuce reminding you of his more well-natured and clumsy side. As for Grim, HE'S LIKE THE PET YOU NEVER GOT TO HAVE.

- The fact that you're living at a school is your worst nightmare though. Trien and Crewel have you absolutely stressed😭 During studying sessions, Ace and Deuce get somewhat annoyed with you but they do know it doesn't come easy so they help you study by explaining it to you the same way they would to a five year old.

- But, thanks to your awesome durability that you keep hidden from teachers, if you guys ever feel unprepared for a test then you just casually fall down the stairs and Ace and Deuce act all worried for your safety and BRAVELY volunteer to skip class. However, you kept using it as an excuse a bit too often much to Ace and Deuce's dismay so they eventually caught on.

- You are the BANE of Riddle's existence, you have no regard for the rules AND you aren't able to be collared. Much like how it is with Floyd, Riddle openly despises you but unlike Floyd, YOU DON'T CATCH ON THAT HE DISLIKES YOU. Which makes him feel guilty and puts him at an impasse.

- Since Riddle's collars only work on people with magic, imagine that you can just rip it off with your bionic strength. When Riddle first used his unique magic on you, Ace and Deuce were in ramshackle when you walked in with one of the collars on.

Ace: "OH NO, RIDDLE PUT A COLLAR ON Y/N!"

You: "Haha, guys, check out this dope friendship necklace Riddle gave me! I'm gonna take it off and put it somewhere safe! AW, MAN, I BROKE IT....I'm gonna ask me to make another one!" and then they have to stop you.

- LOWKEY, SAVANNACLAW IS THE PERFECT PLACE FOR YOU. The other guys love having you there but also, they will be nicer to other students because you are still a hero after all. When you see them messing with other people, you lift them up and put them in air jail.

- You're like Leona's little court jester ngl. While you're not a complete idiot, you're pretty foolish and it can get entertaining for a while but when you get a bit too destructive, he will have Ruggie escort you out. He likes to take naps on you, though, especially because if someone disturbs him then you shoot a warning shot with your laser vision and are all: "SHHH! The kitty is sleeping!" But if Grim chooses to kick Leona out of your lap, you 100% obey your favorite kitty.

- Jack is your one-sided rival. He wants to be just as strong as you and demands to train with you. He even tries to copy your work out regimen and kinda stalks you to try and learn how you're so strong but then he sees you casually lifting up the sports shack for Vargas.

- BRO, AZUL WOULD 100% TRY TO PUT YOU IN A CONTRACT. A strong bionic superhuman with laser vision AND the ability to breathe underwater whose incredibly stupid and naive? It's like you were sent to him by the Seven themselves. So Ace, Deuce, and Grim and your other friends have to steer you away from him.

- Azul: "Y/N?~ Would you be interested in a deal!"

- You: "Yeah, sure! Just let me finish my applesauce."

- Ace: "Y/N, NO! You're not allowed to make deals with Azul, he's a shady businessman, remember?"

- You: "Ooooh, okay. Sorry then, but I can't."

- Floyd: "Silly Tiger Shrimp, it's opposite day!~"

- You: "Okay! Sorry guys, I have to make a deal with Azul- Wait, I mean NOT make a deal with Azul! Hehe~"

- KALIM IS IN AWE OF YOUR STRENGTH, Jamil thinks that you're a clumsy and reckless fool and he doesn't trust you around Kalim. Like, Kalim was talking about how Jamil is so awesome at basketball and in awe of how high he jumps so you're all: "Haha, wanna see what it's like?" and Jamil walked in on you THROWING THE HEIR OF THE AL-ASIM FAMILY AT A HOOP.

- Jamil: "KALIM, ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?"

- Kalim, on the ground: "THAT WAS AWESOME!"

- You're not allowed in Scarabia without supervision, nevermind that you have to be a certain distance away from Kalim because JAMIL REFUSES TO LET THAT HAPPEN AGAIN.

- YOU ARE EPEL'S HERO, HE TOTALLY LOVES HEARING YOUR STORIES ABOUT SAVING YOUR WORLD AND THINKS YOU'RE AMAZING. Like, Vil is forcing you to sit down for a makeover and you're all: "Oh, this is like the time I had to sit still to get ready for my interview after stopping an asteroid from hitting the planet." and Epel is all: "AWESOME!" and Rook is next to you and is all: "Tell us more about this enchanting tale, mon cœur brave!~" and Vil is trying to stop you from eating make up.

- I'm sorry but Epel would so try to convince you to throw Plasma Grenades at Vil when he's overblotted😭 and he's all: "What!? I'm sure it won't hurt him that bad!"

- During book 6, YOU ACTUALLY DON'T THINK IDIA'S FAMILY HQ IS THAT CREEPY and you feel so nostalgic. Like, they go through the sanitation station and you're all: "Aw, this reminds me of my capsule back at my dad's lab in his basement...I miss my dad...and Bree and Leo and Tasha...and beating up Chase...AND CHASE!"

- But when you're fighting the other overblot monsters, that's when you show how much of a competent hero you are. You're protecting everyone and keeping them safe, as well as doing your best to keep the monsters away as your fellow classmates try to recharge the thunder spears.

- Idia would totally want to uncover your bionic biology to see if he could improve upon Ortho and you're just there like: "WOAH. At least take a bionic person out to dinner first before you ask to dissect them, man-" and Idia just being all flustered.

- YOU AND ORTHO being technogically advanced buddies, obviously there's huge differences between you guys but YOU AND HIM JUST HAVING SLEEPOVERS AND IT'S JUST YOUR CHARGING PODS BEING IN THE SAME ROOM. Anyways, he totally brings out the older sibling instincts with you and Idia kinda tolerates you and your thembo ways.

- MALLEUS THINKS YOU'RE SO FUNNY and he just laughs when you say something foolish but Sebek is all: "STAY AWAY FROM LORD MALLEUS, your ignorance is an insult to his majesty!" and you just kinda wanna bully him a little bit because he reminds you of Chase but in a bad way. When Silver falls asleep, you just carrying him around and stuff because he's your friend! Lillia also finds you amusing as well ngl, you're such a spirit young individual.

Chase Davenport! Reader:

- OKAY, BUT YOU LOWKEY PANICKED AT THE REALIZATION OF NOT BEING IN YOUR WORLD. Not only because you're in a strange and totally unfamiliar world but BECAUSE YOU'RE NO LONGER THE SMARTEST PERSON.

- Ace and Deuce during the detention thing were just staring at you weirdly as you read and try to get as much information on the world of Twisted Wonderland as much as possible. Grim literally having to sit on all of your books or swat them out of your hands.

- Even though you respect and like rules, you think that the ones in Heartslabyul are kind of excessive but YOU STUDY THEM REGARDLESS because you will not be caught lacking. So when Ace and Deuce come to you and they're collared, you're all: "Ha, let me guess, you forgot to take your shoes and wear them around your neck today, huh? Amateurs." and they just glare at you or roll your eyes.

- Despite that, as an experienced team leader, you can somewhat influence the Adeuce doubt and Grim to listen to you and they do respect you to some degree when you're not being a know it all. GRIM WILL BRAG ABOUT HOW SMART YOU ARE and try to convince you to let him copy your work and you're all: "Grim, when you cheat, you're only cheating yourself." and he just hisses at you and you roll your eyes.

- Tbh, I love the idea that when Riddle went through his Overblot, you were using your bionic supervision to analyze the threat but then Ace punched Riddle and you're all: "Oh, okay, that works too, I guess."

- While Adam! (Y/n) would fight the Overblots, your concern would lie in protecting your fellow students so you tell Adeuce and Grim and any other students to come close to you and you activate your force field to protect you and them.

- During the whole Savannaclaw thing, you were the first to figure out about Leona's whole plan but you were quickly humbled when he Overblotted. When he's done, you and him bond about being younger brothers with older brothers. TO BE FAIR, Leona admits that you have it worse because Falena doesn't constantly throw him around.

- Also, if you have a sensory overload because of your enhanced senses; I can totally see Savannaclaw kind of having a room to calm down because, like, they're Beatmen. You don't necessarily like Savannaclaw but they do think your martial arts skills are cool.

- DURING THE EVENTS OF BOOK 3 IS WHEN YOU ACTIVATE YOUR COMMANDO MODE and everyone meets your alter ego, Spike. Like, Floyd is threatening you and your commando app takes over and you and him duke it out. When you finally take control, Floyd is all: "WE HAVE TO DO THAT AGAIN, DWARF SHRIMPY! THAT WAS SO FUN!" and you're confused while Jade is all: "Huh, who knew Bionic Humans can be so interesting and complex!"

- But yeah, while Azul took you as a fool, you do a very good job at finding loopholes and mistakes in his contracts to help people out of them. Which he would find respectable but sadly, that's bad for business. So much like he does with Jamil, HE WOULD SO WANT YOU TO JOIN OCTAVINELLE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE. IMAGINE THE PROFITS.

- During Schemer of the Scalding Sands, you totally agree with Jamil and sympathize with the fact that he never got to have a normal childhood. HOWEVER, he is still doing bad things and as a hero, you can't excuse that behavior. I can see you guys being good friends and bonding with each other.

- ALSO, Chase was always awkward girls so imagine that you're awkward around pretty people in general. Like, you meet Vil and your brain short circuits and you're all: "H-Hi!" or you'll be explaining things and Vil is all: "Davenport, I need you to help me with something!" and you just turn around to face him and you're all: "...Y-Yeah, sure! Okay! Wow, your eyes are so pretty-" You also totally agree with his perfectionism and not just because he's the most jaw dropping person you've ever seen but also because you're a perfectionist yourself.

- YOU'D BE IN THE SCIENCE CLUB WITH ROOK AND TREY. Mostly to learn about the amazing science of this new world but also, you show off a bit of science of your own. Trey is super impressed by your knowledge of chemistry and Rook is their like: "Oh, how does one become as smart and charming as you?" and then you just giggle and blush and you're all: "Haha. You don't mean that~...Do you?"

- LIKE THE REGULAR CHASE, YOU'RE ALSO A HUGE CUTIE. You would totally love to watch cartoons and play pranks on people except they're completely harmless pranks. Jade will do something to annoy you and you'll be all:

Y/n: "Jade might think he got the best of me but little does he know, I'll get the last laugh!"

Ace: "I've never seen this side of you before, Y/n. What'd you do?"

Y/n: "I switched his No. 2 pencil with a number 1 pencil. LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE SMUDGED NOTES, LEECH. CAN I GET A HIGH FIVE!?"

- And all of the first years just look at you and leave you hanging and you frown and you're all: "See, its perfect because No.1 pencils are higher in graphite and much softer, so they're more prone to smudging-" and they're all: "No, (Y/n), we get it. It's still stupid."

- I can see you hanging out in the Ignihyde dorm, mostly because they have all the resources needed to try and figure out how to get back home but also, I can imagine that after a few months of coaxing and bonding with Idia, you guys would become friends due to your love for your siblings and your awkward ways.

- I CAN TOTALLY IMAGINE YOU AND HIM GAMING WITH LILIA, aka, Muscle Red. I can also see that Ortho would adore seeing you and his brother getting along, until you both sneak out of gym together to go and play your video games.

- I love the idea that you would love to listen to Malleus talk about gargoyles and you'd look up things with your supercomputer brain. You also would love your guys' walks because he can talk to you and inform you more about the magic in your world and you can talk to him about the science in yours. Your mind is still getting used to the idea of magic but Malleus would totally love to see your views on everything.

- SEBEK THINKS YOU'RE AN INSOLENT HUMAN, how dare you think your stupid human brain can match to that of the Great Malleus!? But he does admire your dedication to knowledge. SILVER SOMETIMES DOZES OFF WHEN YOU TALK but you're used to it and sigh but Silver tries to assure you it wasn't because he was bored.

Bree Davenport! Reader:

- Much like the ICON that is Bree Davenport, you will 100% sass back Crowley. He has to ask advice from Mozus on how to approach you since he's handled sassy teenagers before but that knowledge is sadly limited when it comes to BIONIC sassy teenagers.

- Not to mention that you're very maliciously compliant with him. When he asks you to run an errand and tries to imply he'll turn off Ramshackle's electricity if you don't, you just roll your eyes and go do it. But NOT BEFORE YOU TRASH HIS OFFICE WITH YOUR SPEED.

- When it comes to Grim, you totally decorate him with cute little bows and pamper him but you guys also exchange witty comebacks and retorts once in a while.

- ACE WOULD LOVE TO PIGGY BACK RIDE YOU SO HE'S NOT LATE TO CLASSES. At first, you did it out of the kindness of your heart but when he kept trying to trick you or guilt trip you, you ended up just dropping him off on the opposite side of campus from his classes. He was made but Deuce defended you.

- You're a little bit of a romantic as well, sometimes bordering on delulu but to be fair; you were raised in a basement and occasionally allowed to watch high school musical dramas. And being sent to a magical all-boys college is a dream come true!

- Until you have to deal with overblots and the very real possibility of innocent people dying, then you're just reminded that this world isn't SUPER different from your other world but being a hero is a never-ending job.

- You don't really get along with Riddle but you and Cater would be such good friends, you carry him to take him to places he said would be so "magicamable" and you turn invisible and listen in on all of the juicy gossip so you can report back to him and you two can giggle about it.

- You would 100% be able to tame the rowdy Savnnaclaw students because size doesn't scare you. You would be a little bit of a simp for Leona because he fits your type and he gets kind of annoyed by it but when you go back to your usual sassy and fiery self, he does kind of think twice.

- As for Jack, he admires your speed and likes joining you on runs. You happily let him know whether he's getting faster than you or not, even if he knows it's not achievable to be as fast as you, you do a good job of helping him monitor his progress. He reminds you of a smarter more competent version of Adam!

- You and Ruggie would team up to sometimes do small jobs, only if he handles the gross stuff just because you personally can't, but delivery jobs are up your alley because of your speed and you guys split the profits.

- Speaking of profits, AZUL WOULD LOVE TO TRAP YOU IN A CONTRACT TO WORK AT THE MONSTRO LOUNGE. When you briefly took Ace and Deuce's place to work, you were a one person serving machine. Getting impatient when dishes weren't done fast enough, you ran in the kitchen and took care of everything yourself.

- However, he now tries to make it not so obvious because the last time he did, you created an tornado with your super speed and shot him and his creepy twins from it. Floyd thought it was the coolest thing ever and begs you to do it again, while Jade pretended to sniffle as he mourned about how, "rude bionic humans are to poor eels like them."

- As for Scarabia, after Jamil sends you guys into the dessert and they have to make an oasis, you're just there like, "So...I'm going to just speed my way back to the dorm. Meet you guys there!" and then you're off.

- I DO THINK YOU'D BE IN THE POP MUSIC CLUB WITH KALIM, CATER, AND LILLIA. So after the events of book 4, you do kinda make sure Kalim doesn't put so much on Jamil. Such as throwing a party and you help him with the decorations instead so Jamil can have a break or, at the very least, you handle the clean up yourself.

- Also, you're not as surprised as everyone else is when Kalim decides to forgive him, purely because your uncle/father was forgiven from killing you and your family multiple times.

- OKAY BUT YOU WOULD SO BE IN POMEFIORE, after all, you've longed to be an ideal sophisticated and classy version of yourself. However, it simply isn't possibly when you're around your brothers who love to mess with you and tease you. So Vil is your go-to when it comes to makeovers and bonding. I'M SORRY BUT BOTH OF YOU BONDING OVER BEING NEPO BABIES *but well deserving nepo-babies* and it's nice to finally have make up without someone EATING IT OR DOING SOME WEIRD SCIENCE THING WITH IT.

- Rook, per usual, will be a freak as always and try to hunt and stalk you like he does with Leona and the other non humans. According to him, you are "the most elegant of prey. With the eyes of a soulful bird and the speed of a gazelle." and you'll use your speed to run away from him but he would totally have a list of places that you would run too and meet you there.

- Like Bree, you always wanted to have a friend that was a girl so you totally mistook Epel as one and that did not bode well for the both of you. Still, you make it up to him and tell him about how being strong and manly isn't really all it's cracked up to be.

- When it comes to Idia, he gets so nervous and flustered around you because you're so...peppy. Whenever you speed into his lab, he gets all nervous and flustered. Sometimes you tease him about being a nerd but you mean it in a loving way. YOU ADORE ORTHO THOUGH. He's such a cute little guy♡

- When fighting overblots, I can imagine you use your super speed to evacuate everyone and use your invisibility to jump out and surprise them at the last second.

[exhuastedpigeon]

tell me everything about the giant hangster wip, i need deets

BABY I AM SO GLAD YOU ASKED!!!!!

Okay so I saw TGM on a flight like 2 years ago and was like, those two are definitely shippable and then I spent 3 weeks in Europe and forgot about them. Fast forward to October of last year when a friend asks if I'd beta their first Hangster fic and I was like... yes but let me rewatch the movie and I was slapped in the face with the desire to write a hangster Olympic hockey AU.

Except you've know me, I needed some backstory for them being at the Olympics which spiraled into me going "well I'll just write the entire hockey season". The original outline was literally four chapters each titled with a season (Chapter 1 was summer, Chapter 2 was fall, etc).

But Jake grabbed me by the throat and was like "Actually Han, this fic is going to be at least 10 chapters and my dad died when I was 19 and I have not processed that and this is a slow burn long distance rivals to friends to lovers story :)"

So we've got Hangman playing for the San Jose Sharks, Rooster playing for the Washington Capitols, all the daggers playing Olympic hockey together, a truly insane amount of backstory, Hangster being so insane about each other, and a lot of me making romantic metaphors using hockey.

A little snippet from Chapter 5 under the cut :)

“What the fuck was that,” Jake seethes, pushing Bradley into the locker room between the first and second period. 

“I lost the puck -”

“No Bradshaw, that wasn’t you losing the puck,” Jake’s not sure why he’s so much more mad at Bradley than the rest of the guys who were on the ice, maybe because he expects more of Bradley, because he knows how good he is. “That was playing so carefully that you got left behind. Stop. Fucking. Thinking.”

“Easy for you to say” Bradley mutters, turning away from Jake with an eye roll, grabbing a water bottle off of the bench as he does.

“Mav,” Jake calls across the room where Maverick has clearly been watching them. “Gonna tell Bradshaw here how he fucked up?”

“You’re doing a pretty good job of that for me,” Maverick says and then he turns to address the room at large. “First period under your belts means I expect the jitters to be gone when we’re back out on the ice. Coyote - you’re moving to a line with Omaha and Hammer. Hangman, you’re moving to a line with Rooster and Fritz.”

Jake opens his mouth to say something - he’s not sure what - when Maverick gives him a look that shuts him up before he can even start. He’s not sure what the fuck is going on - he was centering the second line, more like the second first line with how fucking good they are, he doesn’t want to be pushed to wing. It feels like he’s being punished. 

“Same plan of attack - we’re faster, stronger, and better than they are. We need to start actually capitalizing on the turnovers and get some breakaways,” Maverick says and Jake’s heard it all before. It was what he talked about during camp this summer and what he talked about on the flight over and what he talked about while they were cheering on the women’s team. “I expect us to be tied or winning before the next intermission.”

[feralferretxp]

Okay, we all know that Bang is super strong for some reason, right? Like carrying his whole team on his back in the Flush episode, lifting a huge heavy laundry detergent box with ease, and all the other stuff he can do.

But then I was rewatching this scene from the "Why do we look different?" episode where the gang is running, or well rolling, towards Bing to save him in time and dude... LOOK HOW FAST THE BACKGROUND IS MOVING WHEN BANG'S IN THE LEAD. LIKE WHAT. HE IS ZOOMING. You can even see him having to skit to abrupt halt when he gets there first meanwhile the others slowly lost momentum when they stopped.

Like for a chill and easy going guy who likes to go slow and stuff, you wouldn't think he could just zoom like that. But he can and this means he's faster than the others, well minus Bing as he's undoubtedly the fastest, but still, that is bonkers.

This is super cool to think about tho because like this just shows how despite having all this physical capability like strength and speed, he just chooses to be laid back and relaxed since that's who he is as a person. He's just reserving that energy for when he really needs it like helping his friends in need.

Another side tangent here, but I also just now noticed in this scene in the Flowers episode, you can see the gang visibly struggle to pull her up while Bang is not making a face or doing actual strenuous effort at first. But only then when Bang puts in more effort, more than he was already doing, he visibly struggles too like the rest of them and then finally they pull Bo up. So like this again shows how easy strength comes to him, as he doesn't struggle to in the same effort as the other guys since he's just naturally stronger, its only when he needed to exert himself even more that he visibly struggles. Sorry if it took a while to word it right, but hopefully you know what I mean.

So yeah anyways, bro is strong. And fast if he needs to be. He's just so fascinating to me. Well obviously since he's my favorite character and I hyper fixate on him a lot but yeah. End of post :P

[lorddeathofmurdermountain]

Also I wanted to share this comment I made on a video bc I rewatched it and damn. I was cooking.

"I miss the more somber themes of some of their older Souls-type games. While Elden Ring's OST is amazing, even the more tragic themes have a lot of bombast in them - I'm thinking of Radahn, for instance. In comparison, Gehrman's theme drags _on_ and _on_ and it never *really* feels resolved - and that's exactly it.

Because you _can't_ resolve this in any good way. Something has to be done, but no matter the outcome, both of you will suffer - the only hope either of you have is to take the heavier burden, by force.

Or, say, Gwyn with his simple yet haunting, infamous "plin plin plon" that has captivated Souls fans for ages - I, for instance, actually lost to Soul of Cinder because I was tearing up so much from hearing the phase transition incorporate Gwyn's theme that I couldn't see what was going on, lol.

Yuka Kitamura is a great artist and I love her work, but especially as her career advanced in FromSoft her work kept getting more lively, and while that has a place in the roster (especially in as colorful and hopeful game as Elden Ring, comparatively that is), I personally feel a much stronger connection to Tsukasa Saitoh (who composed The First Hunter and many of my other favorites like The Final Battle from ER) as well as Kota Hoshino who's done amazing work in their Armored Core series, particularly AC6 (you can thank him for Contact With You, Steel Haze (Rusted Pride) and Someone is Always Moving on the Sufrace, for instance). Of course, there are many great works Kitamura made / helped make, it's just that as time went on her works were more... Epic, I guess. With these sweeping motions and grand gestures... In a way, it felt like she would have plateaued if she stayed any longer, so I'm kind of glad to see her go, for her sake and ours lol. I hope FromSoft keep experimenting more and more with their music as new games come out. Miyazaki gives us hope, though, since in a recent interview he said he'd rely on other and newer directors to make, essentially, "games that will sell well" while Miyazaki can pursue "games as an art form". My expressions, not his quotes exactly.

At the end of the day, I crave the gut punch of works like The First Hunter a lot more. It feels more right, that the ultimate or penultimate boss of a Souls game should be someone you feel sad to fight, rather than just some bastard who you can have no qualms just straight up hating (aka Radagon). Gwyn was a dick but he was trying to do what's right in his own way, Vendrick was just a good guy (I know he's nowhere near the final boss but uhh um SHUT UP), Lothric and Lorian are high-key just right and in one of the endings we end up just doing what they were gonna do, just faster and with more finality. Gehrman needs no introduction, Allant was just giga-depressed, Isshin and Genichiro were decent guys, ultimately."

[thesorcerersapprenticeu]

Chapter 16: Evil and Terrible

The finale of the first season is here-a dramatic moment filled with emotions and memories, forcing you to ask yourself: What should you do?

In a psychologically devastating moment, you must make a choice: follow logic or surrender to your emotions.

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Here we are again-this time with the final chapter of the first season!

Yes, it took a while. I spent the past week focusing on the PP chapters since a new update for the game dropped. But don't worry, I'm back now!

I can finally say it-I'm DONE with the first season! I even rewatched the second season to figure out exactly where the reader will fit in. Your intelligence and magical knowledge could be useful for Ekko, Jayce, or Viktor... but let's be real, that would be boring.

Instead, I'm throwing you right into Jinx's world, breaking you down mentally even further-until you finally reach the point where you make a choice to save people. What exactly that choice is, I won't say yet. But I promise, when it happens, it's going to be a hype moment where the full extent of the magic genius's power is finally revealed.

Until then-enjoy the chapter!

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You have often asked yourself in life whether you are doing the right thing.

On your travels, you asked yourself this all the time.

If you got into a fight and had to decide - run away or fight?

When you met people in foreign countries, people you grew fond of. Was it wise to become attached to them, or was it a weakness?

And whether you are even worthy of receiving the Corpse Parts.

Yes, you have the right arm - but that was pure luck. Or rather: a cruel sacrifice. A price that was still far too high for the prey.

"Only things of happiness and beauty gather towards the Corpse. "

A sentence that has burned itself into your head.

And yet...

You are here.

You are a participant, a hunter in search of something that may never accept you.

Because you are neither happy nor beautiful.

Instead, you are finally what you always wanted to be: a wizard.

You have always underestimated yourself, questioned your own potential - but deep down you know it. When it comes to magic, you are the strongest, at least here, at least now.

There is no absolute strength in magic, you understood that early on. But the sheer amount of your aura, your life energy, is unparalleled.

In distant lands, you often kept your presence hidden. But every time you didn't, the same thing happened: people noticed you.

Some called your aura threatening, others simply scary.

Even before you ever learned to cast spells, before you learned to disperse your aura or use it precisely - your raw magical power was already immense.

Teachers, mentors, enemies - they all said the same thing:

"You don't need big spells to keep up with strong fighters."

But you have learned that strong fighters are not the same as experienced fighters. And the difference between the two is huge.

Almost every person you met could have been the end of you in the beginning.

Warriors who have survived hundreds of battles.

Magicians who had already mastered the art of magic at birth.

But you were superior in one area:

Intellect. Strategy. Adaptation.

It was no wonder that Singed kept emphasizing that you have incredible potential.

That one day, when you grew up, you would be dangerous.

And every day you wished he was wrong.

That his words lose their meaning, their weight, their truth.

But...

They never did.

You felt it with every second.

With every breath.

With every battle.

You became stronger.

Whether it was the sheer volume of your aura, your knowledge of magic, or your strategic foresight, you learned at a speed that overwhelmed even the most talented mages.

You were a fast learner.

Faster than anyone before.

And that was exactly the problem. With every new fragment of knowledge about the Corpse Parts, about this world or about magic, the inner conflict you carried within you became worse and worse.

And now you're in the middle of it - a conflict that is no longer just raging in your head, but is unfolding in reality.

"The only thing that kept me going was the thought of getting back to you."

Vi's voice is calm, but something resonates behind it - hope. Longing. A slight trembling that she tries to hide. She sits bound in a chair, her hands tied to the armrests, her gaze fixed on Jinx.

You're in another of Jinx's hideouts - somewhere in the remains of the old Cannery. Hidden among the rusty girders and crumbling walls, far away from the world above. This is where she brought you after you took Vi from the bar and she dragged Caitlyn and Silco here.

You sit quietly in a dark corner, your presence hidden as you observe everything.

"Are we still sisters?" asks Jinx, and for a moment there is something fragile in her voice.

"Nothing is ever going to change that." Vi's answer comes without hesitation.

An oppressive silence spreads. Only the soft flickering of the candles on the table casts shadows on the walls.

You slowly move out of the darkness and step closer to the circle of light. Silco is also sitting tied up, his mouth blocked with a cloth. A little further next to you is Caitlyn - bound, with a similar gag, but her eyes blazing with rage.

"I always knew you'd come back." Jinx grins wryly as she rocks back and forth in her chair.

"What's going on?" Vi's voice is cautious but tense. She lets her gaze wander over the table, over the candles, over the things lying on it. Then she scans the darkness around her as if she's looking for something. No - for someone.

After you.

"He took everything from us," Jinx hisses as her smile fades. "Right here. He stabbed Vander in the back. Just like he planned to with me." She shakes her head. "All the time saying you both abandoned me when he knew the truth. Liar."

She pauses, tilts her head and contorts her face into a thoughtful grimace.

"Hm... We're missing some people. "

With that, she steps into the darkness.

The moment her eyes meet yours, you recognize a hint of surprise in her gaze - as if she had forgotten you were there, or as if for a moment she had the feeling that you weren't really real.

But without another word, you hand her the plate with the silver lid. Just as it was planned.

Jinx steps back into the light, plate in hand. Without hesitation, she drops it on the table right in front of Vi with a loud clatter.

"I paid your girlfriend a visit this morning. "

Vi freezes.

Vi's gaze jumps from Jinx to the plate. Her muscles tense, her breathing becomes shallower. Her fingers claw into the armrests of the chair as if she could free herself with sheer strength.

Jinx watches them with amusement.

"What did you do?" Vi's voice is full of fear, almost pleading. "No!" She quickly averts her eyes as Jinx lifts the lid.

"Sheesh! I'm not that crazy." Jinx laughs, tossing the lid over her shoulder as if it's all just harmless fun.

Then she puts two fingers in her mouth and whistles.

Nothing happens at first. A second passes, then two. Then - slow steps.

Heavy. Mechanical. Unstoppable.

And they are yours.

You step out of the darkness, the shadows dissolve from you as if you had never really been part of them. But your heart is racing.

Why am I doing this?

Have I really gone that crazy?

Where has my damn mind gone?

With both hands, you push a chair forward and Caitlyn sits on it, tied up with her mouth shut. The chair squeaks across the floor until it's right next to the table - as if she's sitting on it voluntarily.

"Powder! Y/N! Leave her out of this!" Vi's voice is rough, almost desperate.

Damn, what am I doing here?

You look at the floor and try to organize the thoughts in your head. Feelings that you didn't have before slowly take over. All this time you've only been thinking about Jinx. About her, about not letting her down.

Not again.

Jinx approaches you, resting her chin on your shoulder as she looks towards the table.

"Now...where do we sit?"

Her gaze wanders over the chairs.

One says "Powder" and another "Jinx". Two others bear the names "Y/N" and "Sorcerer".

Jinx slowly walks over to Vi, takes her gun and presses it into her bound hands.

"Make her go away."

Vi looks at her in horror.

"Send her on her way and-"

Caitlyn grunts in her restraints, trying to say something, but the gag stifles her words.

Jinx leans closer to Vi, her voice sweet, almost gentle:

"And you can have Powder and Y/N back."

The room is silent. The flickering candles cast distorted shadows on the walls.

Vi looks first at Jinx, then at Caitlyn - and then at you.

And for a moment, you see something in her eyes that you didn't expect.

Not anger. Not fear.

Care. For you.

And that's what finally makes you falter.

Shit! What am I doing here?

Your breath hitches, your heart races. Your mind screams, but your body remains motionless. Why don't you intervene? Why are you just standing there?

"I can't." Vi's voice is brittle, full of emotion.

Jinx grimaces as if that's the wrong answer. She takes the gun back and points it at Caitlyn.

"No! Powder, listen!" Vi's voice cracks. "We... we can just go. Just the three of us. We'll leave and never come back."

The words hit you like a hammer blow.

The three of you. Vi, Powder... and you.

The children from back then.

Why does it feel like that's a possibility?

For a moment, you forget where you are. Forget that Jinx is holding a gun, that Caitlyn is tied up, that Silco is watching you from the darkness.

It's only a tiny moment, but it's enough to pull you into the abyss of your own thoughts.

"Where would we go?" Jinx's voice is quiet, almost brittle. Then she blinks and shakes her head. "No, no, no. She's not saying that."

Her gaze wanders into the void, and you know exactly what that means. She sees something that isn't there.

"It's true," Vi presses on, her voice desperate. "We'll put this behind us. You'll never have to see him again, Powder, Y/N."

Silco makes a low, contemptuous noise. It's clear why - to him, Jinx is his daughter. His family.

You move almost automatically, step closer to him, observe him.

His aura is an open book for you: Distress. Despair. And underneath, hidden deep down - fear. Fear of losing Jinx.

You bend down, reach for the fabric covering his mouth and slowly pull it away.

"Her name is Jinx!" His voice thunders through the room, full of unbridled rage. "She's lying! You'll both be with her a day before she realizes that neither of you is that girl or boy anymore-and then she'll turn her back on you!"

Jinx flinches as if his words have physically hit her. Then she turns abruptly and comes to you.

"What should we do?" Her voice sounds almost childlike.

And you?

You can't answer.

You can't breathe.

The moment feels so unreal that you feel sick. Every sentence, every word, every movement - anything could seal the fate of you all.

Vi offers you a second chance.

But Jinx means everything to you.

And Silco means everything to Jinx.

What should you do?

The memories crash over you like a wave. The explosion at the Cannery. The rubble. Vander, buried under steel. Your own screams as you watched from the shadows as everything fell apart.

You are that child again. The child who couldn't move.

You want to scream, but your voice fails.

Jinx stares at you, waiting for an answer.

"I..."

Your throat feels as if it is constricted.

"I don't know."

Silence.

A single word could have changed everything.

But you didn't find one.

"Drop the gun!"

The voice cuts through the tension in the room like a knife. You and Jinx turn around jerkily - mentally still in another world as reality catches up with you.

Caitlyn stands there. Her hands are shaking slightly, but her grip on the gun is firm. The muzzle is pointed at you.

You squint your eyes, analyzing in a split second how she has broken free from the restraints - but it no longer matters. She is free, she has a weapon and she is ready to use it.

I have to act.

Your grip on the steel ball in your pocket tightens. Your mind switches to fight mode.

If she pulls the trigger, I'll hit the bullet first - then her.

You instinctively direct your aura to your vital areas, strengthen your skin, your bones. If it fires, it won't kill you.

But before you can act, Caitlyn pulls the trigger.

Bang!

The shot hits right in front of your feet. The smoke slowly dissipates as you back away slightly - not out of fear, but out of pure instinct.

You immediately pull Jinx backwards, protecting her with your body.

"No! Stop!" Vi's voice is loud, pleading.

Caitlyn continues to aim at you, her posture tense.

"Drop. The. Gun." Her tone is unyielding.

"Wait! They're my siblings!" Vi almost screams it, her voice full of panic.

"Vi, they're both too far gone..." Caitlyn replies with a hint of resignation. And then -

Her gaze wanders to you.

For the first time since you met her, she doesn't see you as an enemy. Not as a threat.

But with compassion.

And then she says it.

"You're a disgrace to your family in Piltover."

Everything stops.

Your train of thought.

Your breath.

Your heartbeat.

Your magic.

Jinx makes a small movement, pretending to give in - but you hear Vi's voice before you can act.

"No, no, no-!"

Too late.

Your aura explodes through your legs. In the blink of an eye, you're in front of Caitlyn.

She can't even react.

Your right hand is flooded with magic - a fraction of your true power, just ten percent. And yet it is enough.

Your punch hits Caitlyn in the side.

She flies.

Like a toy caught up in a storm, she is hurled across the room. Several meters until she hits the ground hard, her body rolls across the dusty floor and remains motionless.

Jinx giggles quietly behind you.

Vi screams.

And you?

You don't move. Your gaze remains on Caitlyn's motionless figure.

How much power did I really use?

In terms of magical defense, she should barely have more than four percent of my own. If I had put just a little more aura into my blow, I would have broken at least three of her ribs - maybe even worse.

Your eyes wander over Caitlyn's body. Her chest rises and falls weakly, a faint hint of life still in her. Jinx steps up next to you, slaps you playfully on the shoulder and picks up the gun from the ground.

But you don't react.

Caitlyn's words... They echo in your head like an avalanche that slowly starts rolling.

"You're a disgrace to your family in Piltover."

The memories hit you like a knife in the chest.

"Stupid good-for-nothing!"

"Are you sure he's even related to us?"

Your anger explodes, a storm that tears you apart from the inside.

Your aura output rises by leaps and bounds, a raw, untamed pressure that spreads throughout the room. The air vibrates, invisible waves of magic make the candles flicker, while the floor shakes slightly beneath your feet.

If I wanted to, I could...

For a moment you are sure: I could wipe out every single person in this room.

Your knees are shaking.

Your breath catches.

Your throat burns.

Everyone in the room can feel it now. The ominous presence hovering over them like a black cloud. Even Silco, despite all his experience with fear and power, flinches briefly.

Then -

"End it, Y/N!" Silco's voice breaks through the fog.

"Damn it! Don't do it, Y/N! Powder, wake up!" Vi screams, desperate.

You blink.

You see Jinx.

She sways, her gaze unsteady, her fingers twitch slightly, as if she is lost in another reality.

No.

Not now. Not again.

"Picture Mylo! Claggor!" Vi's words snap Jinx out of her trance.

A mistake.

A huge mistake.

Her whole body stiffens, as if someone has flipped a switch. Her eyes widen, her breathing quickens - irregularly. Her fingers clutch the handle of her weapon so tightly that her knuckles turn white.

She begins to tremble.

Oh no.

Not now.

A tantrum. Oh, shit.

Jinx jerks from one direction to the next, her hands shaking, her eyes flickering, and the finger on her gun tightens around the trigger.

Then -

BANG. BANG. BANG.

She shoots wildly. Bullets tear through the room, hitting walls, shattering glass, sending sparks flying, and you act immediately.

Aura, now.

Without hesitation, you spread your magic over your entire body, an intuitive reaction that you have perfected over the years. 30 percent.

With your vast amount of aura now flowing evenly over your skin, you will not be scratched. No bullet will leave a wound, no splinters will pierce you.

But the others?

Silco. Vi. Caitlyn.

Jinx continues to shoot. The noise is deafening, every shot echoes in your head. You see how she gets lost in herself, in her panic, in her chaos.

Then - slowly - she stops.

Her breathing is heavy. Her shoulders are shaking.

She looks around.

Then she sees you.

No wounds.

You're standing there, completely unharmed, but the look on your face is... horror.

Then she turns around.

And then she sees him.

Silco.

He sits there, his body slumped over. Blood is seeping through his clothes, a dark stain is slowly spreading across his stomach.

His aura...

You feel it fading away. How his life slowly flows out of him.

"Oh. Oh, no, no, no."

Jinx rushes to him, falling to her knees, her hands trembling as she reaches for him.

Tears are already streaming down her face.

She takes his hand.

"I'm sorry..."

Silco's eyes are half open. His breathing is shallow.

"I never would have given you to them. Not for anything."

Then you will understand.

A deal. He wanted to make a deal. Zaun's independence, a betrayal of Piltover - and all for Jinx. He was betting on her. Everything on her.

Something inside you tightens. You don't want to understand it, but it happens anyway.

Tears burn in your eyes.

Silco will die.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

Jinx sobs.

"You saved me before... you can do it again, right?"

Her gaze jumps to you.

Panic. Hope. Pleading.

"You healed me, Y/N! You made me better! You can fix him too!"

"Please..."

She grabs your hand, her fingers clasp your wrist, trembling, squeezing, pleading.

Your breath catches.

Your gaze wanders to Silco.

He looks at you.

His breath is weak. His lips are moving.

"Protect her... from this cruel world..."

The words are little more than a whisper.

Then -

Silence.

Jinx's grip on your wrist tightens.

"Do something!" She screams, her eyes full of despair.

But you can't.

It is too late.

You slowly stand up. Your body feels heavy.

Your lips form the words that you don't want to say yourself.

"He's..."

Jinx's breathing stops.

You close your eyes.

Then open it again.

"He's... already dead."

Jinx's head jerks around.

Her gaze meets Silco's empty, motionless body.

She only understands it now.

Silco is dead.

Jinx staggers back, her gaze lingering on his lifeless body. Her hands tremble, but then... then it comes back.

The self-confident smile.

The mask.

But you can see it. It is broken.

Slowly she sits down, her legs wide apart, her weapon held loosely in one hand. Her aura flickers, a storm that even you can no longer fully appreciate.

"Powder? Y/N?" Vi's voice is soft, almost pleading. "It's okay. We'll be okay."

Nothing is okay. Damn it all!

Something inside you explodes. The anger you've been holding back boils up. Your gaze falls on Silco. His lifeless body... the blood... the feeling.

It's like back then.

Like Vander.

You see yourself there again, in the ruins of the Cannery. Kneeling. Crying. Haltless.

And now? Now you're here again. Silco - Vander's brother - lies dead in front of you, and all you feel is an abyss.

You have lost him.

Jinx moves.

Slowly, but purposefully. She reaches for the cupcake on the table - no, for the crystal inside. The hex crystal shimmers in the candlelight, pulsating like a heartbeat.

Then she turns to you and holds it up.

"I thought maybe you could love me like you used to. Even though we're... different." Her voice is calm, almost fragile. "But you changed too. So... here's the new us."

She hands it to you.

And you understand.

Shit. You have to stop them. This is madness. Silco didn't die for nothing. You can't let this happen.

Stop them!

Your rational mind is screaming at you. All the possibilities play out in your head - strategies, probabilities, alternatives. But none of them lead you to her. None leads you to where she is.

You see the dead Silco.

And at that moment, you break. It reminds you of Vander back then, and the view is the end.

Slowly, without hesitation, you take the crystal.

And her hand.

You go.

Slow steps.

Past the table. Past Caitlyn's motionless body.

Past Vi.

She says nothing more.

("Hey there, little honey, won't you groove?

I've been trying all night to dance with you...")

Jinx raises her eyes.

The Council Tower rises before you, gleaming in the red moonlight.

And finally you understand.

Your plan.

Slowly she turns towards you. Her lilac eyes search yours. You lose yourself in them, as you so often do.

Slowly lean forward.

A kiss.

Delicate, yet full of pain. Sweet, yet infinitely sad. A last moment in which you are not warriors, not monsters, not enemies of the world.

Only two lost souls.

("Hey there, little lonely, won't you stay?

I said, 'I would rather die than feel this pain...'")

Jinx raises the Shark Launcher.

You place your hand on the cold metal, stabilizing it.

She smiles. You smile back.

And then the tears flow, from both of you.

The weapon charges.

Blue light illuminates everything. A magenta shimmer in your eyes.

Jinx pulls the trigger.

The cry comes of its own accord.

From both of you.

A single scream.

Hate.

Desperation.

Shame.

Liberation.

A blue ray tears the red sky apart.

The Council Tower looms in the distance.

Two lost children - from different families, but with the same fate.

"It's you and me against the world."

And so the peace ends and the war begins.

[suckishima]

haikyuu rewatch s01e04

it wont seem like it when this posts but ive been away for over a week and havent watched anything since then so im excited to get back to it

"the view from the summit" woooo

oh yeah this is the episode that starts with the quote, and i think the manga has it too? interesting, tbh this still feels a bit like furudate finding their footing in terms of how they wanna go about storytelling. i dont dislike putting the quote in at all, but the sentiment of it (that the six is stronger than the one and how a player feeling special is done for in volleyball) is shown really solidly throughout the series and in general i feel like the show is at its best when the narrative is speaking for itself, so i guess i just dont totally find the quote necessary

ooo i do like how it leads directly into kageyama's pov on his middle school moment tho. that does work pretty well

okay the fact that he literally has nightmares about it too waah

idk if we're supposed to interpret kageyama ignoring hinata while he talks about how pretty shimizu is and whether shes their manager as him being stressed about the upcoming match or just him not giving two shits about whether people are attractive or not (both of which have a fair amount of other evidence imo), and it's probably the former but i think its more fun if i imagine it's both lol

the running gag of tanaka's ear getting big whenever people talk about him ashakjs iirc one of his trivia things on the wiki is 'has really good hearing' or something lmaoo

i know im tsukishima & yamaguchi brained at all times and im super conscious about not over talking about them, but so many questions and curiosities about their dynamic at this point in the story. tsukki is trash talking and yamaguchi is like worried about it?? worried that tsukki wont make friends? or worried tsukki will get in trouble?? either way he seems surprised tsukki is doing it at all, so has he not been doing this often??? that seems odd to me too, especially when last episide yamaguchi was smirking when tsukki was talking down to kageyama. tbhhh its probably just the worried about getting in trouble thing? that (and again, furudate still finding footing about characterization) makes the most sense to me i guess

hinata: "beh!!!"

kono imagination o kakaete !!

lmao tanaka shirt lasso

shimizu seeing hinata jumpppp it never gets old seeing people react to him for the first time lol

yamaguchi standard standing float serve directly into the net and tsukki scoffing in annoyance, ohhhh how far we eventually go :') im fine

really interesting how in kageyama's flashback we see kindaichi yell and tell kageyama his tosses are reckless and whats the point if they cant even spike them, and then internally kageyama is like 'but we can't win if we can't get past their blockers.' his initial reaction is actually about the team and not about his teammates sucking at all, but then he starts to spiral thinking about losing, about not being able to play anymore, about this ending (screams in manga spoilers) and so what he actually says to kindaichi is the infamous 'move faster jump higher!' and obviously they all get offended by that. but the characterization is what's so cool to me there, his main issue here is his lack of communication—how differently would his teammates have reacted if he had just expressed the bit about not being able to get past them? and then much later in the series when he's feeling similarly trapped he does the same thing, he stops talking—except now hinata calls him out for being quiet, and they can right things again (iirc this is in seijoh 1), and i just. the attention to detail to characterization is so good!! the character threads are so consistent!!

aaaaand yeah here's hinata stating his facts. ive essentially made this post before but yeah 'hinata whose grateful for literally any toss plus kageyama terrified of his tosses being ignored equals narrative soulmates'

AAAAAAND tsukki is being a dick about it—but what he says here too says a lot about him as well. 'so straight forward and pure. how irritating' damn how was i not fascinated by these dynamics right off the bat lmao, he clocks hinata exactly and hinata's just done a positive thing, so why doesn't tsukki like it? i simply was too naive have enough faith in the show yet to think these threads would be followed up on lol

holyyyy FUCK the 'i'm here' with hinata in kageyama's eyeball with the same framing as the ignored set from middle school rraaahhh it's ART

"i'm going to do battle with this body, win and win, and be on the court as long as i can" excuse me while i go sob..

the little sound affect when kageyama does the tiny finger point bc they dont have signals yet is so funny lol

god suga is so cool. i hope kageyama thanks him in his ghostwritten memoir, so much of kageyama's eventual success is bc of him and its so coooooooool

ooohoooooo the pinpointtt

and tsukki's acting like reality itself was shattered ahasjas to him it basically was lmao

waaah kageyama is having funnnnn when was the last time he had fun playing volleyball rrraaaaAAAAHHHH furudate ily

ITS A VIEW I COULD NEVER SEE ON MY OWN AAAAAAHHHH

its been four episodes and we're already starting to see this come to fruition—and yet it only keeps getting better!! this show is insane

[lostparadox]

After rewatching some of CW’s Flash I have a question:

How weak were original timeline Flash and Reverse Flash?

In the current timeline of Earth Prime, Eobard never really reminisces of his original Barry, and never mentions if he and the current Barry Allen are stronger or weaker than they were before Thawne killed Nora Allen.

In general, Thawne’s timeline is weird without watching any videos that fully explain it. How was original Barry’s life before affecting Thawne’s life? He was the Flash for 4 years before the original crisis that happened in 2024, but apparently went into the future to ruin Eobard’s life.

How would that affect the other shows in an in-universe way? Like team arrow and the legends. How did Supergirl’s world of Earth 38 play a role in this? Thawne said he once fought Superman in the future. He said that to supergirl specifically, meaning he knew of Earth 38, it’s timeline, and other Earths. Who were the original members of the Justice League, since Gideon stated that Flash was a founding member in the original (and current) timeline. Were the Legends of Tomorrow in the original timeline? Since after flashpoint and season 2 of the Legends, Eobard clearly knew about them. What about the names Eobard mentioned to Barry and Nora West-Allen in season 5.

In ‘Flashpoint’ a post-season 3 Barry was able to defeat a quote un quote “prime” Reverse Flash. And was able to then later build a prison that stopped Thawnes’ speed. Also how did the Particle accelerator explode if Harrison Wells was Thawne. It took him until 2024 to do so in the original timeline.

In the original Nora West-Allen timeline, who captured Thawne, since his arrest was 10 years after Barry’s disappearance during the original crisis? Did Wally become faster than the both of them and capture him? Did Supergirl and Superman? Did the Legends or the original Justice League?

These are just a bunch of questions I’ve had in my head for a while.

[komod0]

Something I noticed rewatching the Terra and Raine scene at Day of Unity.

It seems the coven heads are being drained at different rates or at least it's going faster for some of them. If you look at it you could see that while at first it's just Terras arm but it had already gotten to Raines face before Terras spread to her face. And it's harder to see on the others but you can see the lines completely covering the healer lady while only just starting to cover the construction guys face.

So does that mean that it drains them at different rates or do you think that's because some of them are stronger than others so it takes longer for the stronger ones to be drained?

(And also what does it say about how presumably magically strong Terra is that this seventy something year old woman was being drained slower than some of the younger heads like Darius or Raine? Like if she's somehow weakened from age and all imagine her in her prime? She'd probably feed half that damn draining spell on her own!)

OHOHOJOHI YOO GOOD IDEAS!!! I feel like it could be topped up to how much power/magic said witches actually have. We sadly didn’t get much information on the coven heads, or how strong they are, but maybe since it’s a draining spell, then those who have more magic don’t ‘shatter’ as fast because there’s more magic to drain!! We can of course guess that Terra’s significantly strong anyway, given her magic in thems the breaks kids (mostly when she first appeared with that big flytrap) or even when she took down Kiki’s hand dragon! So if she has such an extreme amount of magic, and the draining spell is draining all the witches/demons at the same rate, then some would take longer to actually lose their magic than others!!

I guess this’d also be a good way to estimate how strong the other coven heads are if this IS the case, too

[sleepy-salami]

it's a *cql* hunger games poll. we never see jgy fight either 👀

it's been a while since I've rewatched CQL but... I think he does fight in the Guanyin Temple a bit, at least against JC? like yeah he mostly deals emotional damage there, because JC is obviously more powerful and skilled, but still. also we do see him as a soldier during the war, surely he wasn't just carrying water around there... oh and also that hilarious wobbly sword fight against paper WWX lol, but that doesn't count

in the book we have additional mentions of him defeating Jin soldiers + LXC saying "his performance was excellent" during a night-hunt + Jin Ling thinking that JGY and JC are the most powerful cultivators he has ever seen, so yeah, he was supposed to be. decent. at least.

anyway my opinion still stands, even if in this universe JGY is a shit fighter who has to rely only on tricks & manipulation to defeat stronger opponents, he can still find a way to beat WQ faster than she finds a way to beat him, we're talking about the guy who stuffed a razor-sharp string inside his body just in case here

[jinkicake]

Periods Don’t Stop Nothing But A Sentence

Tendou, Tsukishima learn about the benefits of having sex while you’re on your period and offer their help. 

Tendou Satori x Reader

Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Here you go Anon~ I really like writing this scenario and had so much fun writing it,,,, I don’t know why. Anyway, I’m about to go rewatch hunter x hunter.... You know why-- 

SMUT // NSFW

WC- 1,284

~~~

Tendou Satori

Tendou is the best boyfriend when you are on your period, please he is so sweet and supportive

He will get you candies and food that you like, will cuddle up with you and watch tv with you,,, he’d set up nice baths, ANYTHING ….. Tendou will do it all whatever your preferences are

I feel like him thinking about having sex with you is always on his mind like on the back burner, so he has thought about sex with you when you’re on your period once or twice or every month

When you bring it up to him, his immediate thought is YES but then Tendou gets worried about you and if it will actually help you feel better.....

He’d probably only say ‘no’, because he thinks you are doing it for him,,,, he’d probably get mad like “I don’t need to get my dick wet (Y/N)! I can wait” and then you’re like “I AM H0RNY SATORI” and Tendou is like “right, I knew that”

Because he is so self-conscious about little things, Tendou would probably look up the ‘correct way to have sex while your partner is on their period’ even though…. Is there really a right way?

Tendou just notes how you should either do it in the shower or on the bed with tons of towels,, to make sure everything is clean before, during, and after

He’d probably learn about the benefits too through his research, oh here comes medical Ph.D. Tendou Satori

He’d make it all about you, he always does but, he is super attentive…. And as much as Tendou wants to dirty talk you into oblivion, he refrains from doing so

He will genuinely take care of everything, you can all asleep right after your orgasm and Tendou will clean everything up then turn on your little heating pad and let you snug with it,,,, this man… give him to me NOW.

“You’re so sensitive,” Tendou sucks in a deep breath and watches in amazement how much you mewl whenever he touches your breasts. He thrusts into you rather deeply and you press yourself further into the sheets. “and so damn tight.” He groans loudly, unable to focus on anything but how good you feel. “You like this angel?”

You pant loudly into the pillow beneath you and grind your hips against the sheets. Tendou has you on your stomach as he mounts you from behind, the pressure on your abdomen almost makes the cramps and pains disappear immediately.

“Yes, Satori. Keep going.” You moan quietly and close your eyes once more, focusing on the blissful pleasure you are receiving. Tendou grunts when he sees your fucked-out expression, how you’re basically falling asleep. He starts to thrust rather gently into you, not to disturb you as he tries to prolong your comfort. Tendou reaches one of his hands down to cup your sensitive breast, his fingers start flicking and pinching your nipple softly to make them feel better.

The feeling underneath his fingertips makes his hips stutter and Tendou quietly curses at the particularly hard thrust he caves into you. He looks down at your face and nearly cums when he notices your soft tongue peaking out past your lips.

“Harder Satori, fuck me harder.” You beg and grip the sheets, Tendou blinks a few times and mentally pauses. You want him to fuck you harder? Will that even feel good? Before he gets the time to even think you stubbornly whine. “Now!”

Tendou shakes his head and begins to move even faster, slapping his hips against your ass with every thrust. Your whole body shakes and you grind your hips into the mattress, pushing your ass back to meet each of his thrusts. He feels so deep inside of you that it makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. Fuck, you’re so sleepy you can barely keep up.

“Come on Angel, let go for me, you can do it.” Tendou’s voice sings in your ear and you moan quietly, choosing to focus on the wave you feel taking over your body. “Such a good girl, so good baby.”

Tsukishima Kei

Tsukki is a little shit, I know he will turn his nose up at you for being on your period LMFAO TO YOUR FACE

But would he actually think it’s gross? No! Tsukki might be an asshole but he knows it’s natural and you can’t control it,,,, he just likes making you mad~ HA

I feel like when you first ask him about it, he would be like SEX? YES! and then say ‘no’ out loud because you caught him off guard

He also wants to hear you beg a little bit~~

If you stop asking him about it then he will be all apologetic and tell you that he wanted to do it since the first time you asked,,,,, someone beat his ass

I know we all think, damn Tsukki big sexy brain... but hear me out,,,

…. That is simply not the case with this one,,, he is going to dive right in LMFAOO like this mf is not thinking this one through

You can look it up if you want or just ways to make yourself feel comfortable but Tsukki is just like sex, sex, sex, sex

I think he would be really careful with you though, much more than usual because he wants to make sure you are okay and comfortable

It would be very, very, very soft </3

Tsukishima uses his long fingers to carefully hold the tiny pink vibrator against your clit. He watches you squirm with heavy lust-clouded eyes and each moan that leaves your lips causes his length to harden painfully.

“Oh, Kei,” You whine while one of your hands gently fondles your breast, you glance over at your boyfriend who is on his side next to you. Immediately your eyes dart to the tent in his shorts and you gently moan at the sight of it. Your hips arch into his touch as you try to get more from the vibrator. “more.” You beg and Tsukishima dramatically sighs and presses the device harder against you.

“You always beg,” Tsukishima mocks and tilts his head tauntingly. “you always want more, more, more-“ His words get cut off by a loud moan that you ripped from his chest, Tsukishima glances down to where your hand is tightly cupping him over his shorts and can’t help but swallow loudly. “Fuck.” He pants as you move your hand beneath the waistband of his shorts, immediately pumping his length. The fit is tight but you still manage to jerk his slender cock, gripping his base tightly and then thumbing over the tip.

Tsukishima starts moving the vibrator a little bit and your hand falters slightly in its movements, however, you keep up just to hear the stutters in his breath. Something about pleasuring your boyfriend always gets you off and it makes the entire experience that much better.

The feeling in your gut becomes stronger and your eyes flutter shut in need, Tsukishima reaches over and holds your hips down as you continue to try and chase the vibrator. He turns up the setting and presses the pink little bullet directly against your clit, he holds you down as you keep squirming and even as you roll your hips up for more. Tsukishima grits his teeth every time you pull too hard on his length, the tiny amount of pain making the pleasure much more enjoyable.

“There you go, there you go,” Tsukishima whispers in your ear when he hears the familiar moan you always release right before you orgasm. “That’s it, baby, ride it out.” He moans quietly in your ear and your hips shoot up underneath his hand.

~

Taglist.

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[rigelmejo]

So while I’m not fond of Peppa Pig, I do find this discussion interesting. And it did make me go check if I could follow Peppa Pig (I can, easily, I know most of the words if not all - though I’m watching without subs so I might miss a little bit). 

*This is a show that WAS recommended to me, if you want to watch a simple show for kids that’s easy to comprehend - 大头儿子和小头爸爸 (and it is cute, it reminds me a little of Arthur and shows I watched when I was little)  : https://youtu.be/bpO2W9Xaigc

Ok back to Peppa Pig discussion, of all things lol.

So on reddit, someone was discussing how they’d been studying chinese 8 months and still could not understand Peppa Pig. I found the discussion between everyone very interesting. All I really think on my end is like? I also could not understand Peppa Pig (or any shows super well) that early on so it is partly a matter of “you just gotta study chinese for a while.” (The reddit discussion: https://www.reddit.com/r/ChineseLanguage/comments/mk4665/fed_up_with_my_poor_chinese/ )

But also? I am a big believer in “it gets easier the more you practice.” So if you want to do something in a language, try to DO it. And try to keep doing it - because partly yes, you will likely realize you need to learn more words/grammar and the ‘doing’ may just be a catalyst to ‘make you study more’ so that next time you try to DO you know more and its easier. But also, doing it involves building the skills of getting USED to listening, used to recognizing words you studied in a different context, getting used to recognizing and understanding grammar in real time instead of on a delay (like in a textbook when you can slow down and really look at something and figure it out) etc. So partly, how ‘easy’ it is to read or listen has to just do with how often you’ve done it. Have you done it enough that the parts you HAVE studied you can grasp immediately? Or have you done it so little that even things you ‘studied’ don’t click right away - but they might on a rewatch or if you pause and read a subtitle slower, replay a line, etc. The part of the skills you pick up by DOING you really have to just... do to get better.

I found a few responses from people who are years into studying chinese and still find Peppa Pig difficult. And I think in that case, it might be the same situation as my japanese was (studied for 2 years and could still barely read a manga for bare gist). I think partly at that point, lack of understanding has to do with not practicing understanding by Doing. Someone who’s studied a couple years, likely knows a few thousands words+? If they practiced listening or reading regularly for a few months, they’d likely see a TON of improvement. Because they probably ‘learned’ a lot already they just need to develop stronger skills to comprehend what they studied when engaging with shows/audios/novels etc. And if they just ‘wait’ to engage with material until it feels ‘easy’ they may be unnecessarily holding themselves back. Because a major part of ‘why’ it might feel difficult is simply that they don’t practice the skills of USING what they learned. If they practice more, it will get easier. But if they wait to immerse until ‘easy stuff FEELS easy’ when they first try? Then they aren’t challenging themselves nearly as much as they can probably handle...

Like? I’m not that good. I still only kinda comprehend a LOT of things. But that doesn’t stop me from watching chinese dramas I wanna watch in chinese only. And I think a big reason I can comprehend ENOUGH now to follow the plots of shows I wanna watch? Is because when i was 8 months, 10 months, 12 months into learning - i would watch 12 minutes and look up lots of unknown words, or watch an episode and pause to read hard sentences, or make myself watch when i ‘just’ got the gist of an ‘easier’ show and hope that the more i did it the more i’d understand. And somehow, that did work out. (Also it motivated me to keep studying new words in other activities lol, hoping that would make watching easier). Now I’m at a point where i can turn on new shows I want to watch, and watch them, and follow the main gist and pick up some details. Its nice. Its nice and its getting a bit easier each time i do it. And if i had ‘waited’ until ‘easy stuff’ like Peppa Pig was easy? Or until stuff like “Granting You A Dreamlike Life” was easy? I probably would not comprehend this much right now. I tried to watch gyadl like 8 months in and it was pretty rough... even rougher because i only paused a handful of times an episode to make things go faster. But now? When i watch a show ‘about that hard’ that’s mostly slice of life? I can pick up a ton more easily than before. Doing the ‘hard’ thing eventually made it easier. 

So if there’s anything I think about all it, its just... don’t be afraid to challenge yourself sometimes. Sometimes doing hard things makes the ‘easier’ things finally Actually easier. And sometimes waiting until you can ‘understand’ the easy things means just never trying the easy things - when its trying and doing, that will eventually MAKE them doable for you. At least that’s advice to myself ToT I wasted a ton of time in japanese when I didn’t do this, and helped myself a lot in chinese by doing this. I also did it with french even though i wasn’t really aware what i was doing back then.

Some links:

Peppa Pig in mandarin (let me know how much YOU can follow an episode! - if you can... sit through one): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X1dhSMSAXxI

Konglongmandarin - a site that teaches mandarin utilizing Peppa Pig episodes. Which, while I do not like that cartoon much, I really appreciate the concept behind this site and its lessons. And I think its a really cool way of making comprehensible input lessons (which I think are a quite easy and Direct way to teach things that click well with my learning style and probably some other peoples’). I am checking the site out currently: https://www.konglongmandarin.com/lessons/

AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER IN MANDARIN - its on WeTV! I didn’t know that! It’s all just free to watch so like?!! I guess I’m doing a rewatch! The downside is these have no subs. The upside is I guess it makes good listening practice since you can’t rely on reading skills. Also, if you’ve watched atla before like me, then you likely have enough context already you should be able to follow what’s going on and pick up some new words: https://v.qq.com/x/cover/m0t0ud0mjg6td5t/v00225ojbpd.html

Again 大头儿子和小头爸爸 - its a show that was recommended to me by a language partner, and its good if you want a show for kids to practice comprehensible input with (I find it a lot more nice to watch then peppa pig but that’s just my preference): https://youtu.be/bpO2W9Xaigc

Two Souls in One - a cdrama I’m watching right now, its really good! Its only in chinese subs rn but I imagine youku plans to english sub it since its on youtube. Its magical premise mixed with mundane reality, a lot of fun identity and gender shenanigans. At my comprehension level its reasonably easy to follow - since most of its slice of life or actor-genre lingo. I think for most people who know 1k-2k common words this should be very doable to watch (just like Granting You A Dreamlike Life was doable to watch and follow the gist of). https://youtu.be/zaX2pdVpmUY

[inviouswriting]

Reunion

Kivera and her universe centered a little. Mentions of polyship with @snow-covered-moon ‘s Shuri and including her character. Between Shuri and Lilith.

Lengthy! Been working on this for a few months now. This is an ongoing series I am writing. Starting at the beginning with Kiya and Aymeric’s stories. 

I had to split off before going into Ultima Thule. 

Spoilers for Endwalker content, if you have not gone through that expansion, are about to, please read with caution. While I’m vague, there are major key points in here. Also subject matter is heavy because that expansion is dark itself.

Thank you for those who have been following this original side story.

Kivera’s path in Elpis was different than Shuri’s, the angel was there to learn dynamis, while Shuri and Lilith were there to learn of their origins. Like Meteion, Lilith is an entelechy. Kivera did not intervene with the knowledge the two gained, she watched from the spiritual plain she was drifting after her time period caught up.

She had intentionally made her side a day faster than the time duration Shuri was in. So she could get through and wait for her to catch up. Observe her from the shadows of the spirit realm itself. She had no worries over her as she uncovered truths about herself. Kivera was watching for instability. 

Kivera sees a web of tethers, always seeing them, how different lives have thinner closer to death, or stronger when they’re full of life. How she knows when a life has truly been fulfilled. She thinks back to the many she rend in Etheryis, just like another world she knows.

For Shuri, the events she witnesses are identical to the ones she went through. Meeting Meteion, meeting Hermes, Emet, Venat, and Hythlodaeus. A time loop that Kivera experienced herself, and now watches it unfold up to the point where Meteion converges with her sisters to tell the fate of the distant stars. 

Kivera watched with pain in her own eyes at how the color drained from Meteion. Leaving a bleak and grim face filled with pure despair. An emotion she is familiar with, and faces on the normal with her nature of being. 

The chase after Meteion as she fled to the end of space and time itself. Shuri being sent through the confluence she herself went through in haste to not have her memories wiped out. 

Kivera waits for Shuri to be returned to the gate they arrived in, where they both will be returned to the same time point. After Venat separates from Shuri and the auri is through the gate to head back to the one they entered together does Shuri finally see Kivera. As if breathing air their points are together. 

“You’ve your answers I take?” The same whirlwind of emotions Kivera had are reflected within Shuri and Lilith. Mismatched eyes meet green, Kivera offers her hand to her again to take her back. 

“I do. Let’s head back home.” Kivera’s eyes flit between purple then back to green when her hand is taken.

There is nothing else they need to say as they step through and drift back to their current time points. Letting memories they both know flood them. Seeing what led Venat to become Hydaelyn, the staggering walks and parallels of going towards Emet that day in the First. For Shuri, driven by Ardbert, for Kivera her own will. She recalls her position that day to stand to the side and let the events play out.

Shuri sees directly from Kivera’s eyes as she offers her hand to Hecate and leeches her life while giving her own essence to the woman who just wanted to find love. How she saw a world plagued by beasts and diseased with warring deities. Where she cleansed it to become the Etheryis they know now. 

Kivera can feel the anger within Lilith digging into her hand at rewatching the death of Lucifer and herself. Almost clawing into the hand that holds her steady. Kivera having a hand in everyone’s death that day. It was a world that ended and split one star into fourteen. Each having their own life and each having their own fate. 

The arrival back in the ocular was spent in mild silence. Kivera knows they have to separate again, for a while. Kivera to Garlemald, and Shuri to Thavnair to lend her hand there. It is brief for them to spend any time together. Kivera has more power to lend in Garlemald while Shuri is best aiding with Divinity. Where the rest of their family would be.

Kivera gives Shuri one of her bells, and a full embrace. The reaper uses her second sight to look at her tethers to the world. Vibrant and full but frayed at the edges. One wrong move was all it takes.

“Only ring that if it is dire. I’ll hear it anywhere, each of my circle has one. It summons me. We’ll meet up again in Sharlayan.” Kivera gives her enough to know they’ll see each other again. Outside they split their paths, Kivera instantly going to where she is needed, hearing a faint ping from Aiden’s bell. 

He rarely rings it, and it would be a little bit before she meets up. The escort mission in Garlemald becoming a bad choice in the end. The reaper didn’t need to see the tethers to know how many severed, and how many were lost. She followed the path and where she can feel Aiden and Killian lending their hand to fight off those that turned.

The pace she uses is slower and reverent, making peace with her choice to help them. Steeled from her visit to Elpis, if she had resolved herself to let the star go, she would never had helped earlier.

Green eyes watch the clash of swords and spears against hands and mouths. At her feet she lets small pulses of fire, enough to ruffle the snow under her feet and race towards beasts but not scorch the ground underneath. The beasts too far gone to be saved, they’re only touched by the flame before they dissipate as if they were never there.

Killian is first to see her, and nudges Aiden. They exchange looks and begin to stand back from the circle they entered. The rest of the group sees her, and breathe sighs of relief at her showing up.

“About time.” Kivera stops by Killian and Aiden. 

“I thought you could manage without me.” She teases Aiden a little.

“This end of the world stuff is all yours. Not mine. I rather you know, not be in worlds about to burn. Find your answers?” Kivera nods and amused amber eyes light up.

“More questions, but I have some of my answers. How many are left?” Kivera looks on to see a group, where she feels at least one of hers, Estinien nearby tending to other beasts. 

“Just this group and the ones the other scions have right now. I think they need you more than us here. You took care of the worse one.” Aiden joins Killian again, ending the small reunion between her and her spirits. Kivera closes her eyes, letting a wave of emotions run through her. She keeps herself composed noting that no one she cares for is in dire danger or injured.

“I guess it is time then. Bring end to the restless.” She sees the beasts close to lich monsters. Ones devoid of any will of their own, just merely acting. There were no longer souls to collect in the field save for the few who were just devoured. Her hands work as she walks closer to her group, the one that needs her. Burning off threads in front of her with a sweep of her hand. It looks like she walks through spider webs.

Kivera weaves these threads in her hands looking for ones fading and rotting. She runs the end of Antares along them, severing them as she determines which were saved, which are beyond saving, and those who wither away like dust when she touches them.

A scene that awaits her is one she was anticipating. G’raha and Alisaie in a circle, the latter with a wound to her side. Estinien sees her first, he’s met with a quick flash of purple before they settle to green. Vibrant in life like herself. 

“Hmm... funny how that doesn’t look like you have things handled, Alisaie.” Kivera chides, playful earning a quick glare from her.

“I can look after myself you know!” Kivera’s eyes light up gold in her amusement. 

“So.. you don’t need my help then.” She fixes Antares in her hand, from the two hand-scythes she had been using to her weapons full form in the looming polearm it is. 

“We could use your help against the big one. You know she’s a bit prideful.” Alphinaud is quick to comment before his sister can shoo away their godsend help.

“Ha, you know I deal with prideful ones on the norm in my domain. Maybe it is a bit of divine retribution? Some humbling? You do remember I oversee Purgatory.” The reaper sees the fear in both siblings faces at that reveal.

“Come now, don’t tease them too badly. You’re going to scare them.” Estinien joins them after rending the last of the bunch he was on.

“You know me by now. If I wasn’t going to help, I wouldn’t be here. Perhaps... this is a chance to show them what I can actually do.”  She glances to the twins and gives them both a slight wink, then faces herself to the last beast on the field after sensing the others were gone.

“Why not show them then. You dance circles around every other enemy. Quite literally.” Estinien holds a hand in front of the rest to keep them from wandering into the fray now. The reaper whistles loud enough for something.

“Doesn’t she need help?” G’raha looks up at the dragoon for stopping him from aiding Kivera as she finds a center to draw the attention of lingering beasts to her. 

“Since when does Death need help? Recall back in Thavnair, with Aiden?” He almost forgot she has hidden abilities that she has not shown this world.

“How could I forget being at epicenter.” Alphinaud and Alisaie resort to helping aid survivors in healing them.

Kivera waits for them to get closer, she sweeps one of her feet in a circle to close off the spot once she has them away from the others and where she can control their escape and keep the others from getting struck by her.

“To think that your very emotions caused these changes. That your very existence is nothing more than lingering essence. You remind me of the beings lost to necromancy. Warped beyond recognition, only driven by reasons you’ll never understand anymore. To fill that empty void. That you neither will return to the aetherical sea nor spirit realm. Exactly like a lich’s flame. Whither away body, mind and soul.” Kivera watches them get closer, she holds her scythe outwards curved blade pointed inwards ready to strike in a sweep she stands in a way ready to turn on her foot.

“Fiamme del cielo.”  Barely a whisper as she speaks those around her feel her speak to them. White fire dances on her blade blooming on it as she swings to spin it out. She lets the blade work with the few she connects with, rending them and dissipating them in one sweep. She uses the flames to round behind her to the rest, splashing them as if it were water off the blade.

In the small dome she had created there was nothing after she stands her scythe upright, looking more like a reaper than ever. Green eyes flit to blue brief feeling the deep-seated sorrow of those that fall around her. She had made a promise not to reverse time, not for anything like this. She instead looks to collect their names so that she can imprint them somewhere if their family remained alive. 

Sensing the danger is over, she returns her attention towards her group. She sees her lingering spirits running towards them. She gives a quick glare at Aiden who shrinks back behind Killian.

“That makes... how many here.. Four? Five? I saw Parn back in Thavnair.” Kivera approaches after manipulating her scythe back down to the hand scythes she uses as a dancer.

“Well... six... Selene is here too.” Kivera folds her arms and sighs.

“Why? Are we popping up left and right? You know this isn’t good when we’re all here.” Kivera can feel the pom on the end of her tail bristling out. 

“With all due respect queen. Our being here means it is an end. We can do what we can to limit impaction, but you know better than any of us.” Killian leans on Aiden, he glances over to Estinien and they toss knowing looks.

“I’m not a queen. Mind yourselves. Don’t use titles when I’m not in “that” form.” Kivera sees the scion’s tending to others keeping themselves from the unusual group until she introduces them.

“I suppose it really is, if things pan out the way they’re going. Then I trust you are resolved to act if you know.” Kivera looks between Aiden and Killian, they both nod knowing what she means. To guide souls if the star does fade, to lessen the impact for the star itself.

“What of you, have you decided what is going to happen. You don’t willingly lend that scythe to spare lives unless you intend to spare them.” Aiden pokes at her aiding others.

“I hate senseless deaths. Specifically when the entire soul itself dies and there is nothing to reap. It’s like those touched by Vanth. Unable to be saved because simply there is nothing to save. No wisps of their former selves, no gleam, just... nothing. Aether, mind, body. All warped beyond from despair and dynamis. I’ll explain that in depth with the rest. That is the answer I and another sought to find.” Kivera lifts her eyes to look pass her spirits to the scions around them. Wanting answers to who and what her unique group are.

“Shall we head back to Sharlayan where I can deliver the news more in depth? Killian, can you find Parn for me? Aiden, Beatrice.” She sees his eyes light up instantly at her name and goes to collect her immediately. He doesn’t question her bringing more of their circle to the realm if she is calling for Beatice. 

Like Kivera, she is a fate decider, between Kivera, Divinity and Beatrice they can determine paths for a realm.

“Who?” G’raha sees Kivera’s charges quickly run off to collect the people she mentioned. The reaper looks over to him, bringing a finger to her lips.

“I’ll tell you later. For now, go see about the stray survivors and bring them somewhere safe. Unless we want more beasts from the unstable ones.” G’raha leaves with Alphinaud to soothe those around them. Kivera scratches through her hair feeling frustrated with the current situation. Estinien approaches her getting met with orange eyes.

“Oh, it’s you this time.” She relaxes enough for her eyes to tinge back to green.

“You know I won’t pry unless you willingly tell or it is of great importance. Prefer to keep it that way. You saw her, how was she.” He had been busy fighting to where he couldn’t see Shuri.

“It’s best you learn from her. In fact she could probably use your comfort more than mine. Lilith is still looking at me a bit scorned still. Shuri understands. It was a time before I knew any of you, and your times before the sundering.” She refers to Amaurot.

“You’ll have to earn her trust like we all have had to earn yours.” Estinien reminds her of how distant she was at first interacting with any of them. Divinity bringing them in, and she acted much like Lilith towards her. 

“I’m not one for this side of courting you know. I believe there will be a time “after” the fate of this star is determined.” Estinien sees amusement in Kivera’s eyes.

“Right, I’ll go find Shuri then.” Kivera shakes her head.

“No.” Her word is firm.

“You can’t tell me either.”

“Correct. Paths are different. She and I will cross paths again. She won’t like how either.” Estinien stares at her for a few minutes, like she is entirely different than the one they’ve grown to love.

“Be careful. We part ways here then?” Kivera looks at him and lets her eyes flit to a brief blue.

“For now yes. This is part of my role. I can’t interfere with certain choices she makes. We will see each other again.” Kivera is cryptic but Estinien does not question her further, he knows he won’t get a straight answer out of the reaper. Not if her tongue is bound by the stars.

They split their paths, Kivera overseeing the remainder of the survivors to safe spaces where they can rest their minds. She even uses some of the trauma on some to make them “forget” what they witnessed fearing their unstability.

When Kivera is back in Sharlayan, she sees Aiden had kept his word to find Beatrice, and Killian had collected Parn. She approaches them counting out the number around them.

“With Selene in La Noscea, and Silvara in Thanalan... it’s seven. Really are coming to the end of a world aren’t we?” Kivera folds her arms thinking over her circle. 

“Normally we’d be concerned seeing you at the end, but you’ve been here from the start.” Killian notes Kivera had been in and out of this place more than any other world.

“Lot’s of tragedy to this star in different eras. Naturally.. I’m needed. What of you and Killian? You two usually travel together and create chaos.” Kivera reads the two as they stand next to each other. Killian looking away from her eyes, and Aiden rubbing the back of his head.

“Just following where all of us seem to be. Divinity did choose this world to have her vision back in... we wanted to see what was so special she had to see it with her eyes.” Kivera closes her eyes at the memory, remembering when she was approached by the Libra spirit for her vision back after years of darkness.

“She chose well, and with good reason. Was all light hearted until they ended up in that parallel world. Where alot of them met me for the first time. Now here we are.. trying to advert it.” Beatrice regards Kivera, she looks almost like a valkyrie that fits in Ishgard’s lore. Braided hair and tall like an elezen. Serving under Demeter.

“So that’s why it feels like this world is in constant flux. You’re attempting to divert it. Is there a reason? You don’t get involved unless it’s for genuinely a cosmic rewriting.” Beatrice questions her, arms folded as she stands parallel to Kivera.

“I hate senseless deaths, and the way they’re dying is like Vanth’s doing.” Kivera meets her eyes, they always butted heads like her and Aiden. 

“All of it. We know you by now. Is it for love? or your own justified reason? I won’t help unless I know.” Kivera keeps her stare, eyes shifting brief to orange in her annoyance.

“More out of love for the ones I’ve grown to love here. Along with the truth of the senseless deaths. The soul at the ends of time and space means to end it here as a “gift” rather than letting this star die out the way it is intended to naturally. So not my own justified reasoning, it goes against the very path. So this IS our job.” Kivera reminds her quickly that this is one of their roles. Beatrice places a hand on her waist at her being combatted nicely.

“You and that sharp tongue. You’d drag me in by my braid if I tried walking away.” Parn sighs in relief, the lalafellen spirit panicked momentarily seeing the two bickering. 

“Anymore questions about my involvement? Or can we get that meeting going. They want answers, and we have them.” Kivera kneels down to Parn and holds out a finger to him, and he takes it with one of his own.

“Good to see you again. Wish it was on better terms.” She greets him and they share a moment to understand the circumstances.

“Honestly it feels good to do this again.” Green eyes light yellow as they walk together to the Andron. To where the others wait for answers.

Kivera is first to step through the meeting hall’s threshold, a different air to her as she’s followed by the rest of her circle.

“Large crowd in here today.” Alphinaud has Parn stand near him, Aiden fits near G’raha giving him a wave, Beatrice to Y’shtola, Divinity near Estinien and Alisaie, and Kivera to the center.

“First... let me start this with three conditions. Matters of the underworld are off limits, you cannot ask me about souls that have died, souls that reside and where they are. About the very fate of what is going on.. I can’t tell you. and matters of raising the dead. Everything else can be discussed except those. But given we’re facing an end of the world, I can talk about certain things related to Dynamis since it was on me to find it.” Kivera does go into the answers they sought for the trigger response, about Meteion, and what waits at journey’s end.

“You said something about needing your spirits for something.” Kivera looks over to G’raha, he and Aiden jump back from her glare.

“It’s complicated, but we have a way to determine if this is truly “it” for a realm. The more of us showing up, the more it aims that way. I heard Beatrice was here, and Selene. To your world it might not mean a whole lot, but from where we’re from...” Kivera answers him; annoyance in her voice as she speaks about it.

“It means fate is decided.” Beatrice finishes for her, Kivera extends a hand out to let her have her chance.

“So all that you were saying about possibly saving this world. Still hangs out there.” Thancred is the one talking understanding the underlaying words.

“For lack of better words... yes.” She regards him seeing the frustration at going in circles after the explanation of Meteion and her sisters. Kivera linked her memories to them, finding it easier to show them than tell them. Urianger still reeling from the information he was given.

“Then what do you and your circle intend to do.” Those that know Kivera look at her more than the Scion’s it was like they were around equal halves but still undecided around the reaper.

“Two paths. One answer. The paths are chase after Meteion and try to stop the literal end of your star. Or the other method.” Kivera folds her arms.

“Do nothing and let everything play out as it is intended.” Alphinaud catches her bluntness and almost laughs.

“One answer indeed. You know what we’re deciding too.” The reaper flashes a bright gold stare to him.

“And here I thought it was going to be the other option.” Divinity steps back near Estinien, using her second sight with the group.

“She’s not normally one for jokes, yet here she is. What do you wager?” Divinity knows the time allotted to them is running out, and soon even Sharlayan’s skies will bleed fire.

“I am guessing she has some tricks in those wings of hers.” Estinien regards the Libra spirit amused.

“It does, but not without some pain first. If the world was without a chance, she wouldn’t do this. She reminds me of a side I haven’t seen in ages. So confident that I almost believe her. Yet even she is still powerless to fate at the end.” Divinity sees her leader when the others are busy going over their options. The anxiety written on her face, and wondering if she is making a right choice.

“There she is. Good to see her still with her resolve and not mindlessly running in.” G’raha overhears this and looks to the reaper too, seeing that hint of sadness to her eyes, the edges of her eyes tinged with white.

“Even she’s scared.” Divinity looks to him, and offers a brief smile.

“Did you forget? She has people to lose here just as much as you do.” G’raha nods remembering that even Kivera has loved ones.

“More of a reason we’re glad she’s on our side.” Aiden winds an arm on G’raha’s shoulder to drag him between himself and Killian to talk to.

They were waiting for word to go to Journey’s end from the Ark. Kivera takes time away from them to go over her own paths, and wait for the peace to be over with. Where they would descend into the Mothercrystal and further to the next plain.

“These are days I wish I could have your veil lifted Damien. Another time, and maybe another world will see it happen.” 

[keanureevesisbae]

The alluring charm of Henry Cavill - Chapter 8

Summary: The Celebrity Project has ended, however there is still a little event, where the contestants comment on favorite moments selected by fans. However, there is one big revelation.

Henry Cavill x Adelaide Park (ofc)

Wordcount: 2.6k

Warnings: Just messing with the otp, that’s all

Masterlist // Previous chapter // Next chapter

Three days pass. Henry and I are still in the cottage, but there are no cameras around us. I think I am and will be forever grateful that they are gone now. We can finally breath and act like a normal couple. Thanks to the Celebrity Project, I met Henry and I’m thankful that I did, but those camera’s are a pain in the ass and will never be missed.

Jennifer Lopez and Charlie Puth showed everyone that they were a whole lot better than the rest of us. Henry and I came in second, but we are fan favorites and to be honest: I think that is the best prize I could’ve ever won. Tonight there is a special live event with the other duos and after that, it’s officially over.

I can’t wait for that.

I keep trying to make some lunch for Henry and me, but ever since the camera’s are gone, Henry has turned into a piece of velcro. He distracts me with kisses on my temple, wraps his strong arms around my waist as he stands behind me. ‘Stop tickling me,’ I chuckle, as he pushes up my shirt, so he can touch my bare skin.

‘I’m not tickling you,’ he retorts with a chuckle. ‘I’m hugging you.’

‘You are tickling me,’ I laugh. ‘Come on, Henry, pasta will be ruined.’

He simply shrugs. ‘I don’t care.’

‘You are awfully clingy,’ I note. ‘What is up with you?’

Henry reaches over to turn off the gas and turns me around, to hide his face in my neck, kissing me there. ‘Just obsessed with you.’ He bites his lip when he looks at me again. ‘You look beautiful, Addy. Every time I look at you, you are even more beautiful than you were the last time I saw you.’

This should not make me blush, but obviously it does anyways. Everything he says and does to me, I turn into a giggling and blushing mess. ‘Shut up,’ I whisper.

‘No, never.’ He hoists me up in his arms with a satisfied grin on his face and carries me as if I’m nothing to the couch.

I sit on his lap and whisper: ‘What are you doing, Henry?’

He takes a deep breath, as he frowns a bit. ‘Am I going too fast?’ he then asks. ‘I can stop if you want me to, Addy.’

‘No, no,’ I say. ‘I like this, I really do, but it’s real now. I haven’t done this when it’s real.’ I simply shrug and add: ‘And now you stare at me and I figure there is so much going on inside your head and I have no idea what.’

His hands rest on my hips, his eyes locked with mine and a small smile toys on his face. ‘You want to know what is going on inside my head?’

‘Yes.’

‘I keep thinking about how I’m so lucky. I didn’t even want to participate,’ he admits. ‘But I met you here and fell in love so quickly. I have never fallen in love with anyone this fast. I keep asking myself what I did to deserve you. You deserve so much better than this. Better than me.’

I shake my head. ‘Don’t cut yourself short like that, Henry. If there is someone who doesn’t deserve this, it’s me. And don’t you dare to tell me otherwise.’

But Henry wouldn’t be Henry, because he already opens his mouth, daring to tell me otherwise. I lean in, to shut him up with a kiss. While he lets it happen and I fully surrender myself to his lips, his words keep running through my mind. He is falling in love with me. I’m falling in love with him.

When I let go, I let out a shaky breath. So much is running through my mind. Love, fear, lust.

‘Come here,’ he whispers, pulling me close to his chest as I melt against his frame. ‘You are tense. What’s wrong?’

‘Nothing.’ However, I just come to a realization. ‘Oh my.’

‘What is it?’

‘Are you my boyfriend?’

Henry starts to laugh, letting his head fall back.

‘Why are you laughing at me?’ I ask him, slapping him across his chest. ‘Forget I asked.’ I already want to step off his lap, however he is faster and stronger. He pulls me flush against his chest. ‘Let me go,’ I laugh.

‘I wasn’t laughing at you, Addy. I was laughing because you are adorable. If you want me to be your boyfriend, I’d be honored.’

Good thing I was already blushing. ‘You want me as your girlfriend?’ I ask him.

‘I’d love that.’ He places his hands on both sides of my face and runs his thumbs over my lips. ‘You are beautiful and my girlfriend.’ He sounds so giddy and my heart misses a few beats. ‘My girlfriend Adelaide Park.’

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Henry has wrapped his thick arm around my shoulders as we sit outside our cottage in front of some large screens. We are catching up with the other couples and Jennifer mentions something about not being able to wait until she can sleep in her own bed again and not hearing Charlie snore again.

‘And from the looks of it,’ Justin says to me, ‘You two will be sharing a bed more often.’

‘Don’t say stuff like that,’ I chuckle, as I am nearly puking with embarrassment.

Justin starts to chuckle. ‘So, what did you two do these days without camera’s?’

His wife Hailey slaps his stomach. ‘Don’t tease her like that. Look at her cheeks.’ She turns to Henry and says: ‘Come on, mister Witcher, protect your girl.’

Henry only clears his throat and Justin quickly tells us that he won’t do it anymore. The energy Henry Cavill possesses.

I now know for a fact that I should never ever let him go.

Jennifer quickly gives a short speech, telling us how great it was to get to know us, to be part of this first ever season of the program and how much she would love it, if we would do a reunion after a few months.

We watch some fan reactions of the last episode and much to my dismay, we have to rewatch our kiss a billion times. It’s embarrassing to watch the first time, but it’s not getting any easier the fourth or eight time.

‘Look at this response on Twitter,’ Jennifer laughs. ‘“They are so cute, it makes me wanna hurl”. You two are disgustingly cute, that’s a truth.’

The night continues and I hum in content when I know it’s almost over. We watch footage of us when we first arrived here, the only ones not being awkward, were Justin and Hailey obviously.

‘But, what was Henry like before he started here?’ the voiceover of a man sounds through the boxes. He tenses up beside me and I look at him, before I return my eyes back to the screen again.

Henry is in an office I don’t recognize, with men I don’t know. ‘I have to work with her?’ I hear Henry ask, as he is looking at my headshot. ‘This is so unfair. Have you any idea how unfair this is? I’m supposed to win this thing. How am I gonna win this, if I have to work with her?’

I swallow hard, as I stare at the screen and sit up straight. I shrug off his arm from my shoulders. Is this real?

‘We never said it would be easy, Henry,’ I hear someone else say. ‘But work with Adelaide, make sure you two can win this thing and please, don’t make it too obvious what your intentions are.’

I feel tears in my eyes. Intentions…

‘Fine, but when I win, James Bond is mine?’ Henry asks.

‘Addy, listen to me,’ Henry whispers, but I don’t. I listen to what is happening on the screen. I recognize this, when the screen switches to outside. This was the day we went shopping, the day where we snuck in kisses.

‘You’re losing, Henry. You what that means, right? You’re not getting James Bond,’ a different male voice says.

‘We’re not too far behind,’ Henry answers. ‘I’ll get her to man up, so we can win this.’

I think I would’ve preferred if Henry just punched my nose back into my face. I’ll get her to man up? Did he seriously just say that.

‘And, I never knew you were such a good actor. I almost believed you actually care about her.’

On screen Henry sighs. ‘Maybe after this, I’ll get even more jobs.’

The air has turned cold as ice. Everyone is quiet and I stare at the blacked out screen. The only thing I hear is the pounding of my heart in my ears. My eye twitches as my jaw clenches. I need to get out of here. I need to get away from him.

Henry carefully places a hand on my back, but I stand up and walk inside. Thankfully we were at our cottage, since it has the best lighting, so I’m back there in a few seconds. I slam the door shut behind me and rush to the living room.

I should’ve known. I should’ve fucking known. This was obviously too good to be true. How could I be such an idiot?  Finally, fucking finally I have cleared my reputation of being so stupid and ditzy and now this happens. The whole world knows I simply fell for Henry Cavill, because I was easy.

I’m such a dumb cow.

‘Addy, let me explain,’ Henry says, who walks into our bedroom. No wait, not our bedroom. The bedroom. A bedroom.

I grab my suitcase before I place it on the bed. ‘What is there to explain?’ I ask him, as I start folding my clothes. ’It was pretty fucking obvious to me. You only par- parti- par-ti-ci-pa-ted to get that stupid James Bond part. You don’t like me, despite what you said to me. You just used me to get the job and more job offers.’ I push passed him, to grab my stuff from the bathroom.

At that exact moment a cameraman barges in, not wanting to let this moment go to waste, but somehow I don’t seem to care. I don’t even want to care. I’m just too mad at him right now to give a damn.

‘I didn’t use you,’ Henry says.

I open the door a lot harder than I’m supposed to, letting it smash against the wall, as my eyes fill with tears, all because of his wrong doing. ‘Enlighten me, Henry, what did you do then? Because judging from what you and I just watched and the rest of the world just watched, it made it seem like you were using me to get what you wanted.’

He sighs. ‘I meant what I said to you. I like you and I am falling in love with you.’

‘Hurray,’ I deadpan. I put everything in my suitcase and close it.

Henry swallows hard. ‘Where are you going?’

‘I’m going to the airport, so I can buy myself a ticket home, to visit my parents. You know, I know for a fact that they care about me for who I am and they would never ever use me the way you used me.’ I stare at my suitcase for a while and seeing my passport on top of it, makes a sob leave my eyes. I hide my face in both of my hands, as my shoulders shake when I cry.

‘No, Addy, please,’ he says, placing his hand on my shoulder, but I slap him away.

‘Stay away from me,’ I spit out, ‘and don’t you dare call me Addy anymore. Let… Le… Let me…’ Why can’t I find the right words to say now? ‘I’m going to tell you a few things and you cannot interrupt me.’

‘Okay,’ he simply says.

‘You stay as far from me as possible. I would like you to never ever mention me in an in… interview again. I don’t want you in my life anymore, neither do I want to be part of yours. You bet… betra…’ I take a deep breath as I try to get the word out of my mouth correctly. ‘You be-tray-ed me, Henry. You used me and I genuinely thought you cared about me. You know how hard it is for me to open up and… Never mind, I just hate the way you make me feel right now.’

‘There isn’t anything I can do to make it up to you?’ he asks. ‘Because I want to make this up to you. There must be something.’

I shake my head. ‘This isn’t something you can fix. What you told whoever those men were and what you told me… Those things aren’t the same. It’s either one or the other. And yes, you can change your mind, but the least you could’ve done, is told me about it. If you meant what you said to me, you would’ve had the decency to be honest with me. You should’ve told me your second agenda before you told me you fell in love with me, before you kissed me.’

Henry blinks a few times. ‘Adelaide, this can’t be the end.’

‘It’s the end,’ I say with more certainty than I have ever heard myself speak with. I simply grab my suitcases and walk out of the room.

Tears run over my cheeks as I brush passed the others, who want to know if I’m okay, but I’m not. I’m not okay and I know I won’t be for awhile. I need to go to see my dad, to hug my mom. I don’t want to be in Italy anymore, I need to go home and be with them.

I already spot a taxi at the stand, but before I can approach him, I hear a: ‘Adelaide, please wait a second.’

I stop walking and I hear two pair of footsteps. Those stupid camera people, I’m not going to miss them.

‘Don’t I get to say something to you?’ he asks, as he stands in front of me.

‘You said enough behind my back already,’ I tell him. ‘Get out of the way. Don’t make this harder than it already is.’

‘I’m sorry.’

‘Sorry won’t cut it,’ I tell him, a lot harsher than I did before.

Henry rubs his face, before gently holding my hand. I know I shouldn’t let him do this, but I just want to feel his touch one more time, because I know this is going to be the last time I’ll ever feel it.

‘Henry, please, let me go.’

‘I am willing to do anything in the world to make it up to you, Adelaide Park. You are one of a kind. You are the one that I want to get to know even better.’

‘Don’t,’ I say. ‘Just don’t. Don’t contact me ever again, don’t audition for the part as my love interest and please if you ever see me before I see you, walk away. I can’t have you in my life.’

‘No, please,’ Henry says, holding my hand up to his chest, placing his other on top of his own. ‘I can’t lose you, Adelaide. What I said to my agent, before we met… It was true. I only participated because I wanted James Bond, but what I told you is true as well. I don’t want James Bond anymore. I just want you.’

‘Let me go,’ I say, not looking at him. ‘Please, Henry, now.’

‘Adelaide,’ he whispers.

‘Right now.’

He lets go of my hand and sighs deeply. ‘Is this the end?’ he asks. ‘Please, this can’t be the end.’

My sniffle is his answer and it’s all I can give him. ‘Goodbye, Henry.’

[fichtner-fics]

Stronger Together (Alex Mahone)

Request: anon asked “Can I request a Mahone x Reader, like they come go sleep and talk and super fluff please? <3″

Warnings: slight panic-attack (I would say), hard crying, spoilers ofc

A/N: Thank you for your request, dear anon! ❤ To be fair, this was chronologically the latest demand I got, but I was just working on the translation of one of my stories, and this (in my opinion... I hope😂) can be a proper story for this request. I hope it’s not too dark for the one you had in mind. 😐

[gif’s from here💙 thank you!!]

Context: Maybe now it needs some explanation. You know there is this scene when Lang and Sullins free Alex from Sona then he gets a room in a motel (?? or something, I have no idea, I should have taken notes when I rewatched it previously) before they get him to testify. So, here Y/N is the one who frees him, and they stay in this motel room together. AAAAND ACTION!

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While Alex was having a shower, I made the bed and took my PJ’s in my hands. And I was thinking. All the time, to be honest. He was out of Sona, yeah, but nothing ended here, not at all. I had no idea what was coming at us, but I could imagine. Tons of paperworks, endless stream of trials, work-all-night type of sleeplessness.

I was just staring in front of me when I sensed some movement in the corner of my eyes. Alex was ready, then he stepped at the door sill. He put on an old grey T-shirt and a pair of shorts to serve as his pyjamas. I smiled at him – I loved how amazing he in anything.

“Do you feel better?” I asked when I stepped in front of him. I cupped his freshly shaved cheeks in my palms.

“The shower helped” he nodded. I felt honestly happy for him, and I gave him a short kiss.

“Lay down, get some sleep” I asked before I let him go. Alex immediately shook his head, as if I said something disturbing.

“I’ll wait for you” he declared firmly.

“Well, then just get into bed” I asked for the last time before I headed towards the bathroom. And, I added just in mind, it wouldn’t bother me if you fell asleep.

Well, of course, it didn’t happen. Coming back from the bathroom I found Alex tucked in, the lights were on and his eyes were (tired, but) open.

“I see you chose a side” I laughed.

“Since I was faster” he murmured. His voice was dim because the duvet he pulled straight up to his nose, and husky because the sleepiness.

I happily laid next to him, and for a short moment all I could do was stare at him. Then I started softly caressing his face, with only my fingertips touching his skin.

“Thank you, Y/N” he whispered suddenly. There was everything in these three words. His sleepy, but always beautiful ocean-blue eyes found mines.

“Nobody can hurt you anymore. I won’t let them” I replied confidently. Alex gave me a bleak smile, but then he shortly fell asleep. I stayed much longer awake, holding him, leaning on my elbows. Slowly my feelings started overflowing me. I was so proud of myself for being able to stay strong for such a long time (since I got him outside of Sona, all I wanted to do was crying, but there just were not time for that), but seeing all the signs with my own eyes just hit differently. And all of them were only the scratches outside.

Mahone’s whole body was shaking when we met again at the gate. He lost so much weight but grew almost a beard and his hair got so long. On all his skin there were plenty of cuts, scars, burned spots… I couldn’t imagine what happened to his soul, if his body suffered this much.

I sighed deeply, then looked at my love sleeping tight next to me. Alex turned to the other side, all I could see was his back. I leant into his freshly washed, fragrant hair, then pressed a light kiss on his neck. Tears started to fill my eyes, and I felt falling, drowning into my black, desperate thoughts and I could breathe less and less. I needed some fresh air, but because I didn’t want to leave Mahone sleeping alone, I stood in front of the widely opened window. It was a cool summer night; the slightly cold air was perfect for my ruffled nerves.

Suddenly other things came to my mind. What’s going to happen next? How long will I be capable to be the shoulder he needs? How the hell could I go with him to the trials, and twiddle my thumbs while the court destroys him? And that only will be the beginning. We must find a way to live in safety, at least only for a short period of time. Establishing a family, having kids and living a normal life were things I just wasn’t brave enough to think of. My palms got wet, anxiety beat me, and I burst in crying. I immediately shut up my mouth with my hand, and I only could pray that I didn’t wake Mahone. I was so angry at myself – if I won’t let myself fall, if I stay strong, as I had been before, it wouldn’t have happened at all.

I had no idea how long I stood there tearing, sniffling, fighting with anxiety at the window, but suddenly I saw some movement from the bed’s direction.

“Hey, you okay?” Alex asked as he walked towards me. I froze, at first couldn’t even opened my mouth.

“Yeah, I just couldn’t…” I wanted to say, but at that time Mahone was standing straight in front of me and when he saw my tear-soaked face, he immediately pulled me into his hug.

“I’m here” he murmured. “Tell me, what’s going on, please.”

“I should be the one who hugs you, comforting you and telling sweet words into your ears!” Words just broke out of my mind. “Speak about that everything is going to be okay and letting you to lean on me. I should support you, keep you, not… not the other way” I rambled rapidly in one breath, with shaking voice and hurting throat. “You’ve seen so much terrible things in the past, you’re in a condition that I must… and, Alex…”

When I looked upon him with teary, desperate eyes I saw he didn’t quite know why I was over the edge, but there was zero chance for a more bracing explanation. I put my arms around his waist, and burying my head into his chest, I started to cry again. There was so much amount of fear inside me I couldn’t tell. If it wasn’t for him, I surely would have fallen to the ground. I just hold onto him, stronger and stronger as it would be enough for erasing everything happened in the past months, hours and minutes.

Mahone was quiet for some time, he only pressed kisses into my hair, but it wasn’t for too long before he started soothing me.

“Don’t cry, please” he whispered. “Take deep breaths, like this” he said, and started to act as he said, like he was showing an example for me. I followed him, and few very-very long minutes later I felt a tiny bit better. I lifted my head from his chest, which was soaking in tears as well, and I shyly let him wipe my wet, swollen face.

“What made you... explode like this, honey?” Mahone whispered.

“I was thinking about what happened with you inside” I explained in a staccato voice. “And about… future. What is our future? Will we ever have… family?”

As the powerful f-word left my mouth, Alex’s eyes got wider. I clearly saw the facts clicking together inside his head.

“There are thousands of things to do” I continued, “and I have absolutely no idea, what should I do first. I must arrange the trial; I must defend you. I have to hold on, to be the stronger one, because…” My voice shook again, but there was only one thing I wanted to say, so I went on. “Because I can’t expose you to all of this. You’ve got enough.” I finished my speech, but fixed my eyes on his neck and chest, because I didn’t dare to look into his eyes.

“Y/N, what are you talking about?” he asked in a tight little voice. “I get you some water” he said, but when he wanted to let me go, I tightened my hug.

“Don’t you just start serving me” I countered immediately. “Just… I’m sorry for the drama.”

“What dra…” he started to bark, but he stopped and sighed deeply instead. “Okay, listen to me carefully” Alex lifted my chin. “I have no idea, where all this is from, like, fighting alone, but nobody has even thought about anything like that.”

“I know that without mentioning, that’s evident, because t…” I wanted to protest immediately, but he raised his voice and didn’t let me to interrupt.

“You can’t carry this whole damn globe on your shoulder” Mahone said slowly, quietly but strictly. “You’re the strongest woman on the Earth. But even you can’t do this alone. Apart none of us could. But let me tell you something amazing. We don’t have to do this apart” he smiled softly.

I put my right palm on his cheek, and when Alex laid his head a bit, I pulled him close. His forehead touched mine, and almost our lips touched too. I was just listening him breathing slowly, rhythmically. I closed my eyes.

“I’m afraid for you” I breathed. Alex slowly pressed a feather-light kiss on my lips, his skin barely touching mine. Shivering ran down my spine.

“I’m afraid for you, too” he replied after pulling away. “And I was worried during those three terrible weeks when I had no idea about the outer world, and I will be worried in the times ahead. But therefore, we must strengthen each other. Do this all together.”

While he was talking, he swiped my tears away again, then he looked at me confidently. That was the first moment after the past weeks when I saw the strong, determined agent in his gaze again.

[the-cookie-of-doom]

Any vampire au stich for the day?

I always have Vampire AU stitch!

Lately I've been rewatching BtVS, and it's giving me all kinds of ideas. (I cannot be trusted with TV shows, I will want to write a fic based on the eps; I've got like 4 House MD AUs for that reason.) Mainly I'm onto the idea of Willow-esque Stiles/SlayerMitch (Ft. Hurley as the gruff watcher).

It starts out simple enough; Mitch is a slayer, Stiles is his friend, and overtime they catch feelings, but neither act on it because they're awkward. Stiles starts teaching himself magic; Hurley is suspicious, but he can admit that it helps to have the extra edge. They somehow manage to survive high school, go to college, etc...

Then one day Stiles shows up at Mitch's dorm asking to come in. Mitch of course lets him in, except given his occupation, he doesn't actually invite Stiles. And when Stiles doesn't immediately walk inside, he realizes what's happened; Stiles has been turned.

They fight, Mitch tries to kill Stiles, but ultimately, he can't bring himself to do it, even though Stiles is willing to let him. That's still his best friend, someone he loves. And Stiles swears he hasn't killed anyone, so... they'll find a way to make it work. So long as he doesn't kill, Mitch won't have to kill him.

For the most part, Stiles drinks animal blood. It's awful, he hates it, and Mitch feels weird about it, but they're doing the best they can. They're both afraid of what will happen if Stiles gets a taste for humans.

Then there's some kind of close call; Stiles gets kidnapped, maybe by other vampires, maybe by fellow hunters, to be used against Mitch. Either way they think he's pathetic; a vampire that refuses to feed, still clinging to his humanity, and for what? Because he thinks he's in love with a slayer?

Whoever's keeping him is starving him, while waiting for Mitch; if he doesn't want to feed, then fine, they'll arrange that. By the time Mitch gets to him, Stiles is weak as a kitten, and he has no choice. So Mitch lets Stiles bite him, and it's... better than either of them were expecting. Complete euphoria.

After that, their arrangement is a little different. Mitch is a slayer, he heals faster than your average human, meaning his blood replenishes faster, too. So he lets Stiles feed on him whenever he needs it, one thing leads to another, old feelings come back stronger than ever...

And then one day they're caught in the act by Hurley, who had no idea of Stiles' new situation. And my, is he disappointed to see Mitch turned into a fangwhore. Tries to kill Stiles right then and there, but Mitch stops him; threatens to kill Hurley himself if he so much as touches Stiles, and that only makes the situation worse. Hurley thinks Stiles has Mitch under his thrall. It takes a lot of convincing (and fighting) before he's willing to believe otherwise, but, like the magic, he eventually comes around. Even if he does think Mitch is an idiot for falling in love with a vampire.