#subjects he JUST told them beforehand he was bad at?

[sanchoyo]

THEY 'BUT STEEL IS HEAVIER THAN FEATHERS'D MY BOY!!!!

[bonny-kookoo]

Bonny if possible I'd love to know how the Stereotypes couple will face the new bond situation. Does it change anything else apart from being able to reach the O? Are they both happy and comfortable with it despite not having talked about the possibility beforehand (so was my impression at least)?

After Yoongi had taken a good look at your now shared bond, it's pretty clear that it's a proper one. A permanent one- because even now, after days, the scar still remains none of your body's usually fast healing affecting it whatsoever.

And another thing that's happened, is that it stopped.

No longer are you both being perceived as nothing but prey- no one dares to go after you no more, scent having mixed to a new one that clearly tells the fact of a mated couple, rather than two mingling omegas. But even that is not all.

Jungkook had gone on a trip with friends, despite Yoongi's warning to not go by himself. You didn't feel too great having Jungkook gone, but you managed, somewhat- not wanting to ruin his fun just because he's now mated.

But it's obvious that when Jungkook returns, that he now knows exactly what Yoongi was warning him about.

He had fun, he really did- but he couldn't sleep well if at all, he constantly felt an odd constricting feeling in his throat that just worsened the longer he was gone, mind constantly coming up with new reasons to worry about you back home, constant messages increasing towards you, anxiety growing if you didn't respond right away.

And now that he's back home, he's clingy, constantly attached to you, seeking any affection you can offer him.

Jimin laughs as he watches the young omega sleepily scent you yet again, moving around to properly hold you, both of you occupying the newly bonded couple's home. Yoongi has offered to let you stay with him and Jimin during the last day of Jungkook's trip- your side effects from not having your freshly bonded mate close having caused you great distress you don't want to admit to Jungkook.

You don't want him to feel bad- but you've been absolutely miserable, especially during the last day- crying until you felt nauseous, hidden away under blankets and Jungkook's clothes.

So now, earlier, when Jungkook came over to technically pick you up, you both fell into a different mindset- clinging onto one another to make up for lost time. You literally are touch-starved, and since you're both omegas, neither of you are currently really conscious enough to be left alone. Or at least, that's what Yoongi said- Jimin is convinced the alpha just feels protective with both of your distressed scents around.

And, since you're considered part of his 'pack', he feels almost obligated to offer help.

"How are the two?" The alpha wonders, entering the living room after having finished some stuff in his office, watching how Jimin puts a blanket over Jungkook and you who are finally able to find proper sleep. "I told him to take her with him.." Yoongi shakes his head.

"He has to learn, like you said." His mate offers. "He can't replace an alpha, neither can she. They have to figure things out themselves, and that's by trial and error." He shrugs.

"Still." Yoongi huffs, though he decides to no longer push the subject. "You gonna come to bed?" He asks, eyes still on you and Jungkook.

"I think we'll sleep downstairs here too, no?" Jimin purrs teasingly, hugging Yoongi. "I know for a fact you won't be able to sleep properly if you can't watch over them." He jokes, and Yoongi rolls his eyes-

though he does walk up to get some blankets and a sleeping mat for the living room.

[twstedqueenvi]

What Are They Like in Bed 18+

AU Everyone is 18+ These are just some ideas I've had, subject to change as I read more of the story. Minors DNI.

Posted: 03/05/23 || Edited:--

I don't have the first years listed because honestly to me they don't give off the vibes that they fuck. They might have sex but it's more experimental and trying to figure out what they actually like in bed.

Word Count:3.2k

Heartslabyul

Book: Read

Riddle: Probably a very dedicated lover. Takes the time to learn your "rules" aka what you like and don't like. Does not fuck, like you are having sex, but it is not fucking. Lovemaking is probably a better way to put it. Can be a little selfish or aggressive when stressed. Surprisingly confident and self-assured. Excellent communication skills. Does not seem overly adventurous in normal circumstances. You'll likely have to schedule when you can have sex, he’s very busy so spontaneous sex doesn’t seem to be a thing with him. Probably has his go-to positions that he does well but not much deviation from that. However, maybe on occasion, if you've been "bad"...be prepared to be collared and relearn his rules. Not going to let you finish until he's certain you've learned your lesson. Really good with aftercare. Has snacks and refreshments on standby, helps you get cleaned up and dressed after. His room is probably really well prepared beforehand. Flower petals or just flowers, candles, music; very much so setting the mood.

Trey: He has an oral fixation. Surprisingly rough. He’s going to hold your face and make you look at him while he’s using you. Likes to see the expressions you make when he slams into you. If he’s hitting it from behind you’re getting your ass smacked and he’s probably going to use your hair as a handle or hold onto your throat; unless he’s pressing your face down into the sheets/pillows. Likely going to put you into a mating press. Does not like being called daddy, surprisingly. Is going to look down at you with a smirk while biting his lip. Going to shower you with degrading praises (that’s my good little slut, etc.). If you ever didn't want it rough he'd likely be a very sensuous lover. Slow deep strokes that rock you to your core till he had you crying out in pleasure. After sex, he seems like the type to hold you close and whisper sweet nothings in your ear while showering you with quick, soft kisses.

Cater: Switch. Very vocal. Into role play and would dress up for it. Can use his signature spell but would probably be more of a finisher than the main event. Is down for making a sex tape or taking pictures. Wouldn't post them but would like to keep them for the memories. Would sign your ass or crotch with some variation of "Cay Cay was here" Likes to switch positions frequently. Into public sex/sneaky play. Will shower you with praise, but could just as easily degrade you. Really likes when you wear cute/sexy lingerie or underwear for him. Would love to receive nudes or lewds from you throughout the day, even if he’s somewhere where he can’t react or respond. Would return the favor. Likes to hold your head/hair when you go down on him. Will send you links to whatever crazy position he wants to try next, maybe some lingerie he wants to see you in. After sex with him will mainly be cuddling in bed and scrolling through magicam. Might have water or snacks but wouldn't be something he always has on hand.

Savanaclaw

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Leona: Either gonna make you do all the work or fuck you till your legs give out. Lots of biting. Really into oral, giving, and receiving. Can and will growl while using his mouth/fucking you. Likes to be told how good he’s making you feel. Will purposely leave hickies/love marks where everyone can see. Into cuddle fucking and lazy sex. Will fuck you sneakily in public if the chance arises. 7 help you if you end up having hate sex with this man. RIP your lower half. Really rocks the messy after-sex look/glow. Aftercare can be sweet but minimal. Maybe a bath/shower together where he kisses his marks but after that, sir is going to sleep, though you are welcome to join him for some sleepy cuddles. Lowkey jealous, highkey possessive. If he feels too many people are looking at you he's the kind to come up behind you and wrap an arm around your shoulders/hips and lean against you. A not-so-subtle kiss on the cheek/lips. Definitely going to smack/grab your ass so everyone knows who you belong to herbivore.

Ruggie: Between class, his side jobs, and running errands for Leona this man has mastered the quickie. Never knows when the chance is gonna come again so he does not care where he does you. Quick, shallow thrusts. Will use his hand efficiently to make sure you get off too. Will probably have you lick his fingers clean of your mess. Going to leave a small mark or two on you. Could be hidden or visible, depends on what positions you were in. Into biting. Going to tease you while fucking you, could also be having a perfectly normal conversation. Then help you get dressed before going about business as usual. Would probably be into having you use your hand/mouth while he's doing homework and vice versa. Lot of stamina so be prepared for multiple rounds throughout the day. Always gives you a kiss at the end, possibly going to smack your ass when he leaves but not one to draw attention to himself. When he's not in a rush though, probably a very tender lover. Very generous with foreplay. Going to take his time till you both are satisfied. Has snacks in his room and seems like he would be very affectionate before going to sleep

Octavinelle

Book: Read

Azul: Does not like missionary or other positions where you can look at him. If you want those kinds of positions, he’ll likely want to blindfold you, or keep some clothes on. Likes to use restraints. Probably makes really cute faces/noises while fucking. Just very expressive, you’re going to know if he’s feeling good. If he’s in a bad mood he’d be a mean fuck. Just being rough and degrading you. But for the most part, he’d be a very gentle lover. Doing his very best to make you feel good. He’s very thorough and likes to be close. Lots of skin-to-skin. Prefers when you take control, he’s got enough to stress about, just let him enjoy himself. Might be able to convince him for some under the desk fun in the VIP room. Would definitely bend you over that desk after hours. Stamina would probably be lacking so he's more of a one and done kind of guy. Would not use his tentacles on you unless you were blindfolded and he was sure you couldn't peek. Amazing aftercare, going to want you to shower him in praise, and he'll return the favor,might even hum or sing a little. Will eventually untangle himself from your arms to get some snacks. Expect to always have the best seat in the lounge with an exclusive discount. Aren't you just so fortunate?

Jade: Will tease the fuck out of you until you are begging for release. Does not mind using toys but would prefer his fingers/tongue. The type to make you ask for permission and say thank you after he makes you cum. Likes to watch you play with yourself to figure out what you like then improve upon it. Teases you about blushing, your expressions, and any noise you make while he’s watching. Will somehow look perfectly put together even if you look like you just finished a marathon. Likes to stay mostly clothed during sex, not because he’s insecure, but so he can tease you for falling apart at how good you feel. Will ‘accidentally’ give you marks that can be seen in uniform. Probably going to gently bully you when you’re cum drunk. Would do his best to work you up when he knows you can’t do anything just to watch you squirm. King of aftercare. Like sir has snacks and refreshments. Will run you a bath/shower and clean you up before tucking you in for some well earned rest. Lowkey jealous/possessive. If anyone gets too close he'll be sure to make a note to remind you later why you belong to him.

Floyd: His mood will determine the kind of sex you have/how much work you're gonna do. Apathetic mood could lead to him just kinda going through the motions if he’s not making you do all the work. This would probably be a quickie, might not even cum, before either passing out or doing whatever he was doing before. If he's in a good mood though…prepare to be fucked silly. Going to go until he is tired, like a full body work out, and (un)fortunately he has plenty of stamina and energy. Multiple rounds, switching positions, be prepared for every hole to get a turn. Probably going to turn you into a pretzel to try and find what feels best. Will tease you if you say you're tired or need a break. Will cover you in bites, likely some accidental bruising. Going to make a mess of his partner, just cum everywhere. Surprisingly good aftercare. Not running you a bath but he's definitely cuddling you after, talking about how much fun that was and how good it felt. Definitely gets jealous if other people give you too much attention. Will remind you whose shrimpy you are.

Scarabia

Book: Read

Kalim: He is down to try anything once. A really fun lover. Really high energy, pleasure seeking to the max. Likes to try new positions frequently. Better stretch before because sir will bend you like a pretzel. Lots of spontaneous sex. He's going to say or do something that will have both of you needing to take a laugh break. Very affectionate but also needy. Might accidentally hurt you while trying out some overly complicated new position but would stop, apologize, and take some time to make sure you're okay before continuing. Very encouraging when it comes to exploring your kinks and fantasies. Probably a very playful lover, lots of teasing touches and soft kisses along your body. Not the best at foreplay but A for effort and always trying to improve his techniques for you. He does want you to feel good but sometimes he can forget to communicate and check to make sure so you'll have to be vocal. After sex he's going to want lots of cuddles and pillow talk. Would likely have snacks and refreshments brought to you two so you can stay in bed together a little longer. Would feed you snacks between playful kisses and compliments. 

Jamil: Will take whatever role their partner prefers. Is actually a dom/top. Enormous people pleaser. Really into pleasing their partner, like to the point where his pleasure gets pushed to the side. Lots of foreplay. Fingers, mouth, toys, does not care so long as you feel good. Really quick to pick up on all the little things that drive you wild and will use all his skill to give you the best orgasm ever. If you let him let loose…be prepared for an almost 180. Will make you into his living stress ball. Hard, fast, and deep. Into master/slave play. Wants you to wear a collar, maybe some restraints, def wants you to call him master or sir. He wants you to pamper him, let him sit back and enjoy himself. You're gonna be sore, either from him driving into you like a wild animal, or from making you ride him till your legs give up. He’s flexible. Probably going to pull your hair or choke you. Going to call you names. Really good with aftercare. Will help you clean up, would make you a meal and shower you in praises regardless.

Pomefiore

Book: Unread

Vil: He’s a bit of a mean lover. He's going to be a bit demanding and selfish, though it's not completely intentional. He just knows what he likes and how he likes it. Seems like he would enjoy some unique positions that would require you to stretch beforehand. Likes to wear/likes it when you wear nice lingerie. He has at least one mirror pointed at his bed because he likes to watch. Loves having his body worshiped, he’s more of a taker than a giver. You’re still going to love it though, because it’s him and who wouldn’t love that? He is going to let you know if you’re not doing it right. He’s going to fuck you while he makes you watch your reflection in the mirror, calling you all sorts of little names and insults. Seems like he would be into master/pet play. Somehow looks flawless after sex, like he’s going to be sweating and panting but still look picture perfect somehow. He probably has some nice mood lighting. Aftercare is going to be more so you cleaning him up. If you did good he’ll give you a few compliments, but he’ll also critique what you can do better next time. If you’re lucky he might hand feed you a snack or let you sleep next to him.

Rook: Be prepared for passion. He is going to take his time, exploring every inch of your body, learning every sensitive and weak spot you have available. He’s going to take his time teasing you, really into edging because he can’t get enough of how you look right before you cum. King of foreplay. Could spend hours between your legs just teasing and working you up till you’re ready for him. He’s quite literally going to be showering you in praises and compliments about how sublime you look in the throes of pleasure. You better hydrate and stretch before because this man has insane stamina and will go for multiple rounds until you are absolutely exhausted. He likes overstimulation, just unable to stop himself with how beautiful you look when you cum, wanting to make you do it again and again till you’re begging for mercy. He’s a very vocal lover. Probably a voyeur and will secretly watch you pleasuring yourself so that when it’s his turn he has an idea of what you like he can go off of and improve on. Might be into a bit of predator/prey, specifically hunting you down before ravaging you till morning. Going to be very sweet and loving after. Kissing all over your body while cleaning you up, making sure you're hydrated and have snacks before cuddling up to you for sleep. Would definitely give you a full body massage. You're going to feel very safe in his arms.

Ignihyde

Book: Unread

Idia: He’s a very shy lover. Very self conscious in person so he's going to need lots of encouragement. He's going to prefer you on top or in control because he doesn't believe he can actually make you feel good on his own. Very clumsy sex. Even if he has experience he usually doubts himself and his abilities. Makes plenty of cute noises, has trouble keeping quiet. He's going to bite you. Prefers to use toys on you, might even design a few custom toys for you to use. Might be into cockwarming while he's gaming, or even just having you ride/blow him. You could challenge him to 1v1 where the loser has to make the winner cum. He loves sexting. And when he sexts its like a complete 180 to how he is in person. Expect lots of dirty talk. He's not going to send you nudes or lewds but he'll love any that you send, especially if you complain something for him. Probably would like you to wear some kind of toy that he can control from a distance, just teasing you relentlessly while he does. After sex he's going to be very awkward and unsure of what to do. But he's going to try so be encouraging and supportive.

Diasomnia

Book: Unread

Malleus: BDE personified. This man is a god in bed and he knows it. He is going to worship every inch of your body. He’s going to take his time prepping you, and he knows exactly what to do with his hands and tongue. He’ll let you hold his horns while he goes down on you. Sex with this man may as well be a marathon in and of itself. He has a long fuse and an insane amount of stamina. He is the type to put your legs over his shoulders and sink his entire length into you slowly, smirking the entire time as he watches your reaction. This man is not a bed shaker, he is a bed breaker. The entire time he’s going to look like he’s barely breaking a sweat, smirking down at you and cooing the sweetest praises that he can. He’s so loving during sex, just caressing your body while pounding into it. He’s going to bite you and cover you in his marks so everyone knows exactly who you belong to. He’s not jealous but he is possessive, he does not like sharing your attention with people, you are his child of man. Going to hold you to his chest and gently nuzzle you to sleep.

Lilia: The biggest fucking tease. He’s the kind to tie you to the bed and blindfold you so he can spend hours just teasing you till you’re actually about to lose your mind, begging for any kind of release. The entire time he’ll just be commenting on how cute you look and sound. Seems like he would be into temperature play, specifically running ice cubes along your body while you whimper and squirm under him. He’s surprisingly rough, likes biting. He’s very vocal, you will know when he’s enjoying it. Complete wildcard, like he probably has some really out there kinks. Never know when he’s going to come up behind you and kiss your neck, run his hand along your thigh, just discretely grope you in public. His oral and overall technique will be flawless, like will actually have your legs shaking after. Has a lot of stamina and can go multiple rounds if one isn’t enough. Probably likes edging. Seems like he’d be great with aftercare, just like a really doting partner. Going to praise you for even the smallest thing. He is going to tuck you into bed after.

Silver: He seems very vanilla, like he’s good at what he does but there’s really nothing out there in the bedroom with him. Sir is making love, not fucking. Just very gentle with his partner. Surprising amount of stamina. He’s a very intimate lover. Lots of kisses,eye contact, and just overall being close to you. Will make eye contact when he is going down on you, likes you to look up at him when you return the favor. He’s definitely focused on making sure that you feel good and are enjoying it. Would probably bury his face in your neck and chest when he feels really good, has some nice breathy moans. After he’s going to just cover your body in gentle kisses while he helps clean you up before holding you close to him and drifting off the sleep with the sweetest pillow talk. He is just going to make you feel loved.  

[mooshs-crack-headcanons]

Hi can you do headcanons for Levi, Eren, and Armin with a reader who has cardiophobia and gets really panicky/emotional after sex ^^. I would really appreciate it.

:)

Disclaimer/Reminder: NSFW works with the 104th will always be set after the times timeskip where they are adults. With that being said, Eren is... post timeskip Eren, so not the most 'adjusted' or the romantic as you might've liked. You know, tragic hero falls and knowingly becomes the thing he hated most and becomes the villain and dwells on it shenanigans.

(General neutral reader)

(Very light NSFW contents given subject matter below the cut)

Levi Ackerman

Like mentioned here, Levi has complications feelings with sex in general for the longest time until after he gets into a comfortable place doing it a couple times with you so he knows the feeling. However, during those first few times it's moreso during than after with him that you have to ease him more into relaxing when he gets cagey or overwhelmed with the feels™ you can be his rock to ground and comfort him through it. So if you get similar feels post sex it's only fair for him to do the same for you, right?

You will have to thoroughly explain it to him exactly what you're feeling it going through though - even if in the moment it might be a bit hard, so maybe bring it up beforehand? If not in the moment that first time he's going to automatically assume the worst and think he's hurt you and bad past shit is going to flare back up - again, sex is a complicated subject for Levi - and he's going to insist you two never do this again unless you can properly explain that it's nothing but just an anxiety thing and that you're fine, it's nothing to do with him and he didn't hurt you and you would actually like to do it again. He's going to hesitate a bit but he trusts you - he wouldn't be here with you right now if he didn't - if you really say you're okay and everything's fine he'll believe you. He's careful with you, especially like this an emotional wreck on his bed, but he'll still believe you and try to focus on what you need now.

It takes a couple attempts to get into a steady rhythm and healthy pattern, while during sex Levi learns more about how to be more vulnerable loosing himself with you after you both learn what it takes for you to be as comfortable as possible afterwards.

Do you need space? After collecting himself - kissing you one last time if you're comfortable - he'll completely vacate your space and drift off a bit somewhere else. Depending on how much space you need, he can either retreat to a corner of the room and talk with (or at if that helps) you there or he can get completely dressed and go shower - if he comes back out and you're still in need of space, he can then go back out to his office and make himself busy with some of the hundreds of piles of busy work shit Erwin has him to do until whenever you are comfortable enough to go out and seek him again. Either way he's always respectful of you maybe wanting to be alone to recollect yourself.

Do you need constant affection? Or reassuring comfort? He can do that. He doesn't think he's very good at it (he very much is) but he'll try. Once you've made it clear by eloping your arms and/or legs around him like you'll never let go and bury your face in the crook of his neck, he'll slightly return it by having a stern grip around you - once he's more comfortable with the dynamic even coming up to trace his fingers along your body or even play with your hair if you're comfortable. You need kisses? He'll give them. You need to just hear him talk about anything? He can pull the most random shit out of his ass to complain about. More specific but you want to hear a story from him? He's limited because half the shit isn't very comforting or appropriate for this setting to try and calm you down, plus given how you're here in the first place he's told you all of it, but he does manage to come up with a couple 'fun' stories, usually involving Isabel - she was a fun person, his fun kid sister.

Like the time in the small apartment he used to live in with Kenny before he left and then lived in with her and Farlan, he went to go discover the source of a smell in the attic that overlooked Isabel's room one night and discovered the source was a leaking wine barrel and not even five seconds after making the discover and was he about to move it to assess the floor damage did an ODM wire break through from up the floor and through the barrel and shot up past his ear until everything fell around him and he crashed to the floor below covered head to toe in wine and where Isabel loudly spewed off about some kind of 'monster' while wielding her blades in her nightwear until the dust settled and the 'monster' was revealed to be Levi. He remembers it was just as Farlan stepped in to see what the hell was going on that he got so mad at her, which looking back now on he definitely wishes he didn't yell at her the way he did but they didn't have the money to make such the repairs to the house now with the giant gaping hole in Isabel's bedroom... but they ended up pinning down a large blanket to the hole as their 'solution', it definitely didn't help during winter nights or when rats from the attic would fall through the cracks and onto Isabel while she slept giving her nightmares for weeks... and here he was making the story depressing again, he hates when he always does that without realizing - but cuddled up next to him you tell him it's fine, in a way it shows how much he cared about his adopted family even despite all the depressing hardships they went through.

No matter what he's always willing to make changes and adjustments for you to suit and help with your current needs, after all you do the same for him when he needs it so besides him genuinely wanting to it's only fair as he sees it. He loves you, like actually genuinely loves you and you mean the world to him, you two wouldn't even be here to experience this dilemma in the first place if he didn't. If you can make adjustments and changes for him to deal with his whole complicated struggles he's more than happy to do the same for you.

Eren Jeager

Already somewhat aware of it before you two even fuck in the first place. Being said, Eren at this point in time is aware of a lot of things but always chooses to keep them to himself. He has to. After all, there's no point. Everything is leading to one place. No matter what. There's no point. He's going to hell in less than year anyway for the tragedy he's going to make occur. You're nothing but a temporary distraction from that. Hell he doesn't even know if you're going to survive it. You might. Or might not. Either way he's going to be dead before he can even figure that fact out. Mikasa is going to kill him in the end - he knows that much. Nothing he does now matters, that diplomacy meeting just proved that. They are going to one future. No matter what. Eighty percent. Eighty damn percent. He's going to hell and he's going to rot there, he knows that.

You're a temporary distraction. He tells himself that over and over. He'll fuck you and leave. Not even taking the time to really watch your emotional reaction afterwards, if you need space and need to be alone then it's not much of an issue - hell, he's actually helping you but it still hurts with how cold-hearted he forces himself to be. If you need comfort and affection you're completely shit out of luck. You are a temporary distraction. Over and over he reminds himself. Will you be a part of that eighty percent? He doesn't want to think about it. So he doesn't think about it so he doesn't pit your emotions in consideration... at least for awhile.

His younger version of himself still in him is very stubborn. His old emotions he use to feel are very stubborn - biting him at the worst possible times. He ignores it - tries to. But it's at the absolute worst when it's around you.

If he were that dumb kid - hell himself a year or two ago - he would've taken immediate action to comfort you in the best way he could. He would've stayed and been there for you, comforted you if you needed it. If he were that same puppy lovesick kid he would've done anything for you, he would mold and do anything for your needs. He would put all your emotions and feelings into consideration and in account. You mean so much to him, if only he had the courage to tell you that before the Truth hit him all in the face with that one Touch of That hand. Maybe a sick twisted part of him wishes that connection moment seeing the horrific future He would create never would've happened and he could have lived in ignorant bliss, he could've been happy with you and all his friends. But the future leads all one way, he reminds himself. No matter what. Eighty percent.

But as time get closer, he looses up a bit. Let's himself have a moment of respite and selfishness he knows he doesn't deserve. The one time he either doesn't immediate leave or goes only far enough of a comfortable distance from you but still able to speak to you as he sits across the room. He doesn't talk, even if you want him to. But he'll sit there either next to you on the bed for you to hesitantly cling onto him or he'll sit by the windowsill and just stare outside. But he'll stay there. Unlike before.

You can talk if you want, he won't stop you. Talk about whatever through choked out sobs and struggled breaths and he'll listen. He doesn't know why he's letting himself but he does, even still he likes hearing your voice.

If you're beside him you can touch him if you want, his longer hair is very soft and his hands are surprisingly very smooth and delicate against your skin - probably from the constant new layers of molded over skin from his transformations. He'll let you do whatever you want except he won't outright touch you in return. He won't let himself.

If he's across the room staring out the window however, he will actually speak. But he does so without ever looking at you. He'll tell you stories about his childhood, tales about Mikasa and Armin, how really important they are to him, how he liked you for so long but was a coward to never be able to say it until too late, and how it fucking hurts him knowing what all you and them are going to be put through when he's finally gone past the point of no return - but you never for some reason remember that part. Not until after the dust has settled after the Battle of Heaven and Earth. There's a lot of things you don't remember him saying to you until after he's gone.

Then rationality sets back in. He wants you to find someone else, someone else you can properly attune and care for your complex needs - someone that's not him. You do mean too much to him. He's not deserving of that. He's not deserving of having you share such vulnerabilities with him. He's not deserving of your tender emotions. You two can't do this anymore. He wants you to hate him for the evil he's going to do. The future only leads one way. And he's not going to be a part of yours.

Eighty percent.

Armin Arlert

Literally so understanding and accommodating. Once you tell him about your anxieties and with up to date medical knowledge books from Marley he's actually able to find the scientific term for it and uses those books as somewhat of a blueprint to try and maneuver through it the best way possible.

However, he actually overwhelms himself however overlyworrying that you're uncomfortable with talks a mile a minute asking suggestions of the things he's read to a point it actually distracts you for a brief moment that it's actually cute seeing him like this and you'll have to flat out tell him exactly what you need or he'll go on and on for hours without even realizing he's doing so and that could potentially overwhelm you too and make things worse and you obviously don't want that. So it's best to be blunt and forward about it, he'll do anything you suggest and give you as much space as you want or as much less space as you want if you need to be held.

Once you're all situated and on the verge of be more calmer now (or at least on the road to be) Armin becomes less stressed about worrying over you now that he sees you bit by bit slowly easing out. He's either as far or close as you want him but he still makes sure to check on you, asking simple yes or no questions you can answer with a simple head nod or shake until he's completely satisfied that you're okay.

If you need it quiet, he can stay quiet, either petting along the small of your back and/or pressing a couple kisses to the top of your head as you still lay naked on top him if comfortable and if close enough. Or - and he can do this both is farther away in the set aside chair at his desk or right next to you in bed - he can read to you, he loves reading to you. His voice is so calming when he reads and it can settle as a very good distraction to help shove away any remainder nerves and uneased emotions.

He'll read your favorite books but also from a couple his parents left behind to him as a kid that he still keeps, he loves reading those to you especially given how much they mean to him. His grandpa use to read them to him before bed too, but he tries not to think about even in the dead of night while he stared aimlessly at the ceiling still (sleep was a very hard thing to do after Maria fell) he could hear his Grandpa's cries from downstairs in the shotty house they rented. The book was the only thing he had left of his daughter - Armin's mother - after all, so they obviously meant a lot to him too, increasing their value more. To read them to you means a lot, even in a situation like these.

He can also talk about other things though if you want, Armin is a busy guy with all sorts of future things potentially planned and honestly he'll appreciate it if you're comfortable and willing to let him ramble on about his plans and ideas for the Peace Diplomacy and other important Commander things of the sort to pick at his brain for a bit. You don't have to pitch in or offer anything to it but if you do it's always considered and appreciated. And it doesn't just have to be about strictly professional stuff either, it can be about anything you want it to be. But things can tend to dampen the mood if the past gets brought of given... everything. Speaking of you two really need to go visit Mikasa soon...

It doesn't matter how much of a mess you're in Armin will always pick back up your pieces, no matter how long or how much time it takes to pick them back up. He'll kiss away your tears and ease your stress away time and time again however you need it. No matter what or however long, he'll do it until death takes him and he reunites with Eren in hell. That's a promise.

If you like what you read please consider reblogging! It means the world for writers and artists!

[fishy0bishy]

Mission upcoming

AN:after a minute of bringing up Mrs.Unamed and at one drawing I did of her and Merrit fighting reunited I wrote a little something leading up to that fight (long way of saying I wrote Merrit lore.)

also all of North’s crew is here! And Gilded!

Start of something bigger.

It was a cozy evening and Lizzy was wandering about and stumbling on Merrit in her lab making and testing some Filter soil but before doing or saying anything Merrit pauses and goes “Goggles and coat before doing anything in here”. 

Lizzy rolls her eyes and puts on the gear “what did ya parents told you to do the same thing beforehand?”

  Merrit smiles and nonchalantly goes “Nope never knew them. But my grandma and my other caretaker did” 

Merrit pointing at two photos on a bulletin board. One image is of two tiny elderly women, one a ferret and the other a possum. But the other photo is blurred by a drink spill stain but Lizzy could still make out ferrets one with creme colored fur and the other brown colored.

  Lizzy blinks at the photo and turns saying “wait what? You don’t seem like a person to have as trauma as everyone else on this ship.” Merrit exclaims and shakes her head

 “Woah woah it’s not like that. I just never knew them and I don’t mind it. All I know is that they’re space riders so I assumed they were always busy” 

“But wouldn’t you see them even when you became a space rider?”

“Someone is getting curious are we? You can ask poppy when we’re at HQ”

“We’ll I’m just say-“

Before the conversation (or questioning if you will) continues North interrupts by loudly knocking on the door and yells “Mission time! Suit up we got a big boss on our hands!” 

 Both Merrit and Lizzy look at the other and they go to the halls removing their Lab gear and Merrit going to her locker to change up and Lizzy leaving with north but a time skip and the whole crew is meeting up and discussing plans. the first to speak up is Zane “i heard we have a big boss what’s that about?” North smiles and leads by excitedly going “I found a lead with the cult and I’ve tracked down a High ranking member! There’s no photos of her, not a lot of information well except that she leads supply raids from our docks and only seen a total of 2 times within 22 years that she’s appeared and apparently there’s a urban legend about her!”

 “Woah she’s pretty tough and sneaky if there isn’t anything about her!” Jaz exclaims and stares at an artist rendition of the woman. A red cloaked figure with a twisted smile and crème colored ears sticking out the hood. But North nudges Lizzy’s shoulder and asks “Hey you were a high member ever seen them. If you don’t mind answering of course.” 

“A please would work but sure-“ Lizzy looks at the photo and her ears raise up and turns back to north pointing to the photo going “you do know who you’re dealing with? I dunno if the urban legend said something but she’s crazy scary. Even I didn’t get buddy buddy with her.”

They all stare at Lizzy till Zelda breaks the silence and tells North “what’s the legend about? Can’t be that bad.” 

“Well from what I gathered from Poppy apparently this lady used to be a space rider. A very honorable one as well. And she had a husband who’s was a medic in the crew she was in but he also disappeared but myth states they had a child but I couldn’t find anything on files dealing with Rider disappearances. Except the crew Zane’s mother was in. The room immediately goes quiet and they all give each other looks but Merrit speaks up “are we even qualified? Sure we are B+ rank but this woman is maybe a S rank cultist. And remember what happened with Gilded.” 

  Jaz teases Merrit and North by saying “oh the cultists that Merrit has the doki dokis for and the one who whooped North?”

 “Jaz this is serious.. but yeah you’re right…But let’s head out crew we don’t wanna lose track of this woman” “oh changing the subject so quick boss? Sunny remarks as the meeting ends with everyone nodding their heads and the crew leaving to their bikes flying to the upcoming red filled planet.Lizzy and Sparky waving bye waiting for their return. 

Meanwhile Mrs.Unamed with a treat left by a certain kitsune (cough cough @truelazymaker )

All Ocs Belomg to the listed!:

NorthHeat(@north-heats-stronghold) Lizzy and Sunny(@novalizinpeace) Jaz(@fanofanythingsblog)

Zelda and Sparky(@fandomssvetlanafrom) Zane(@moonspiritleaf) And finally Gilded(@qxurugosk)

And this Au Belongs to @onyxonline!

[blue-jisungs]

exam szn

request. yes, this one from my 3k ask game. feel free to request but please read the rules beforehand :D also i hope you don’t mind i kind of turned into it academic rivals but technically it’s enemies too…. i didn’t have any other idea how to combine it :( i’m not really happy with how it came out as well ㅠㅠ i hope you like it tho!! <3

a/n. it’s actually crazy bc the day before i wrote this and got this ask i talked with @slytherinhobi about yj… then i got the ask… and then when i started writing it yj posted those pics on twt. it’s destiny frfr yeonjun ask me out already 🙄🙄

summary. when your academic rival witnessed your breakdown, neither of you expect such outcome

warnings. crying, reader is extremely stressed :(

finals are never easy.

and they definitely aren’t easy when you also have a nosy boy on your head, bragging about how he’s better at you in anything.

“can you shut up for once?” you spit out, looking at yeonjun. his smirk widens as he shakes his head as a no “god, you’re worse than beomgyu”

you’re waiting for the examiner to let you into the class. it’s been a long week of exams, every day from a different subject. it’s friday which means it’s the last day but you can feel the stress and tiredness getting into you as you can’t even focus on anything. and the fact that you’re in the same room as yeonjun doesn’t help.

your rivalry started in first grade when you got the maximum on a test and he didn’t. and when the teacher praised you for it? yeah, that was the starting point. you have no idea why did he care so much, you just wanted to be left alone. but when yeonjun signalled that he’s not leaving you any time soon, it quickly escalated into competition.

the worst part was that you realised that you kind of, well… have a crush on him. it was stupid, you knew. but he wasn’t that bad. okay, towards you he was a complete asshole. but you saw the way he’s nice to his friends and how he cares about them. and - you had to admit - he is such a pretty boy–

“–are you deaf or something?”

you snapped your gaze towards him and his stupid smile.

“piss off” you huffed and entered the room upon seeing how you two are the only left. hmph. the teacher must have came earlier.

yeonjun watched you and he felt his heart ache. you seemed exhausted. he felt guilt sinking in his stomach because what if he’s the reason? it’s the finals and you’re stressed enough…

he shook his head and entered the classroom, sitting on his spot. the teacher started giving out the tests and yeonjun took a last glance at you and your shaking hands.

three hours, one headache and sweaty palms layer you stormed out of the classroom, heading to the nearest bathroom to let out the tears you’ve been holding for the past half an hour.

you felt awful. the questions weren’t that hard, sure, because you studied but even though you felt that you failed miserably. it was just too much.

you slammed the door and leaned over the sink, taking a shaky breath. you let out a harsh sob, the emotions that bottled up in the past week finally breaking out.

you didn’t even realise when the door from the bathroom opened. only when you heard this annoying voice… that was strangely soft, you looked up just to catch eye contact with him in the mirror.

“y/n…?”

you let out a shriek, jumping away from the sink. it was yeonjun. what is yeonjun doing in a ladies bathroom, first of all. and why–

“get out!” you sniffled, manically trying to wipe out the tears even though he’s literally standing here in front of you and is a witness of your mental breakdown.

“you do realise it’s the men’s bathroom, right? soobin told me he saw you. as much as he always talks shit i had to check out myself” he scoffed. you didn’t see how his expression softened though. the feeling of guilt from before returning to him because he was unfortunately right. it was awful to see you in a state like this and especially knowing that he was party a cause of it–

“sorry”

yeonjun looked at you, eyes widening. the tears didn’t stop streaming from your face as you took your bag and rushed to the exit.

he didn’t know what to do. yeonjun knew he can’t leave you like this, as much as you probably hate him. you need to be taken care of right now.

he stormed out of the bathroom and caught up to you. yeonjun gently grabbed your wrist, the sight of his worried gaze confusing you.

“leave me alone” you hissed, trying to wriggle out of his hold. he did not let go.

“i know you hate me but y/n, you’re not in the best–” he started as you punched his chest, tears dwelling in your eyes once again

“yes, indeed i hate you. who you are to tell in what mental condition am i?” you spit out and gave up, letting out a harsh sob. you stopped moving, looking down.

“i’m sorry. i’m an asshole, i know” yeonjun mumbled and was caught off guard when you suddenly hugged him tightly.

“i’m just so tired” you cried into his shirt, probably soaking it. his eyes widened but he quickly wrapped his arms around you feeling that you needed that hug.

“i know. but please don’t cry. please” yeonjun whispered into your hair, feeling his eyes water as well “you’ll be alright. i promise”

“no i won’t. the exam went horrible” you sobbed but your breath started getting more stable.

“i’m sure you did well. i really am. but let’s take care of you now, okay? you’re overworked” he said. you fell silent, the occasional shivers of your body letting him know that you’re calming down.

he wasn’t rushing you. and when you finally let go, he quickly wiped his eyes before you could notice.

“why do you act like that?” you asked and yeonjun let out a deep sigh, cupping your cheeks and wiping gently your smudged mascara with his fingers “you literally told me to eat dirt yesterday”

yeonjun tightened his lips, mind racing with million of thoughts.

“i can’t say it…” he sighed, removing his hands. he couldn’t possibly tell you that he may or may have not developed feelings towards you.

“coward” you scoff, wiping your cheeks and taking a deep breath “well… thank you. i guess. but now i’m gonna go”

“please don’t–” yeonjun said before he could realise those words left his mouth. you turned around and he cleared his throat. you looked at each other shocked.

he took a deep sigh and pulled you closer.

“i know it’s not the best time to say it since you’re still stressed about the exam. and i know my actions says otherwise but i… i like you. and i feel so bad knowing that i was the reason that got you so stressed out too” he confessed, looking for some kind of reaction on your face. he certainly did not expect you to cry though.

“don’t joke about it. is this a test or what? that’s just mean” you sniff, hiding your face in your hands.

“what? y/n, i’m not. it’s just… i didn’t intend on being mean it just… happened” he mumbled, causing you to scoff “but i really like you. and i’m sorry i just threw it on you like that– oof!”

you hugged him again, sobbing into his shirt.

“i liked you for so long it broke my heart that you acted this way towards me” you murmured and yeonjun’s heart sped up. what…?

he took a deep breath, trying to calm down. his mind tried hard to comprehend how you managed to like him despite his mean posture towards you but right now he knew you have to rest.

yeonjun slowly pulled you away, pressing a soft kiss onto your forehead.

“i’m sorry. but let’s go over to my place now, okay? you have to eat something” he smiled softly.

“can you– hold my hand though?” you whispered, yeonjun’s heart clenching with how adorable you are.

“of course” he hummed and grabbed your hand, caressing it with his thumb.

[ masterlist <3 ]

taglist. @geniejunn ,, @luvhyun3 ,, @starlostseungmin ,, @elviransworld ,, @jnks6r ,, @sieunsgf ,, @ethereallino ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @duolingofanaccount ,, @slytherinhobi ,, @jung0ne ,, @ka-ni-ma ,, @iliveforlixie ,, @moonacholy

[fansids]

Alright, I gotta lotta thoughts on s4, but this is the main thing I'm not particularly happy with.

It's not very organized, I'm writing as I'm thinking so I apologize beforehand.

Spoilers obvi.

I really don't appreciate how Sun Wukong's character has been treated up until this point.

Look, I don't mind the "perfect, heroic mentor is actually not always so perfect and heroic and made mistakes that are still effecting the world now" like fine. Fine. But the way the show goes about it makes SWK look like a worse and worse person. It crosses the line of him making mistakes, to just being generally careless and not learning.

I mean: leaving Xiaotian in s2 and inadvertently neglecting him in the process, keeping the 4th ring a secret in s3 until it's too late, being the reason there was a fourth ring to begin with, the whole Macaque thing that the show seems to be leaning more towards SWK being in the wrong for, and his whole deal with his sworn brothers in s4.

It was already irritating in season 3, especially when he's shown to get yelled at by Xiaotian & Zhu Dachu then continues his usual way, often being unhelpful. I get that Xiaotian is the mc, but like c'mon. SWK is depowered, there are like a million ways to sideline him without doing that.

Season 4 is especially egregious as someone who's read jttw because the Lion, Elephant, and Peng are all terrible villains who spent a good amount of their time eating innocent people. I'm not sure why the show especially seems to be insistent on making the Azure Lion sympathetic and one that feels bad for trapping SWK...then again Macaque exists. You know what no, I don't see why they are insistent on doing that when Macaque exists. He may be one too many times, but once was enough.

Jttw aside, if in Azure Lion's point of view SWK willingly betrayed them and all the "good" they stood for, then trapped his other brothers for thousands of years, and before that was happy to join heaven's courts for like 20-30 years, then I don't know why he'd ever show that level of concern for him. If that happened to me, it would be monkey season, straight up.

(also the fact that he said he'd let SWK go when they completed what they wanted to, I call absolute bullshit. Even if he did feel bad, releasing SWK at any point in time would be a god awful idea)

From what s4 has shown, I think what the show writers wanted to do was build a parallel between Xiaotian and SWK, both having made mistakes that endangered the world and their loved ones as well as Xiaotian learning that his hero is just as human (for lack of a better term) as him. But the execution is lacking as a lot of Xiaotian's mistakes are not really his fault.

DBK taking his staff? It's not like he handed it to him.

Spider Queen using his hair? Is he supposed to stop shedding?

Red Son getting the skeleton key? Again, it's not as if he handed it to him. Also, wouldn't that make it the Bull family's fault, since they opened the coffin?

It wasn't him being careless it was him losing 2 fights and a bit of his hair. Whereas with SWK, it's implied these things happened because he didn't think about the consequences of his actions. They don't really seem comparable.

Also, if you've read jttw (and even if you haven't, but I think the context makes it worse), then lmk SWK is a very miserable character right off the bat. As we can see, he never became a Buddha, his friends are heavily implied to be dead, there are no monkey yaoguai on the mountain, or even a nation anymore, implying that his subjects left, died, or both, and in the midst of all of this he has no support system. Nor does he ever seem to obtain one in the show.

And I think some of these issues could be remedied if he was given the opportunity to tell his side of the story. Everything wrong he does is seen told through the perspective of another person. Not to say they shouldn't be upset, but the fact that SWK just absorbs whatever blame is put on him, never really giving any fair defense doesn't sit right with me. It wouldn't change any of the things he's done, but it would make him a lot more understandable as a character, instead of him consistently being some form of a fuck up.

[brynalyn]

Safety psa warning for Floraverse

Just wanted to put this out there and finally get it off my chest. In 2021 I was doxxed, as well as my family, and at least one other person was doxxed at the time by the same person. and I was also in the floraverse discord servers at this time. The person who doxxed me/my family/others (they did not hide that they had done this) became active in the discord within the same month. I reached out to glip and, although they reached out to the person and confirmed it, they didn’t take any action, and didn’t even bother to tell anyone publicly in the server that they were at risk of also being doxxed on kiwifarms (this person targeted me partially because I was a fan of floraverse and like I said this individual had doxxed another person around the same time as me and potentially more.) after I pushed to get this person kicked out as I ultimately felt extremely unsafe and that they could dox others, Glip told me I was making them uncomfortable by pushing that, and that I was being rude and inconsiderate and even hurtful for suggesting and pushing for it. Then I also got a message from pengo who told me I was basically in the wrong for bringing up this person and their actions, and how inconsiderate it was of me to tell Glip how uncomfortable and unsafe my doxxer being in the servers made me feel, and guilt tripped me about coming forward without making sure Glip was in a good headspace beforehand, even though I had already at that point breached the subject many times in several weeks, and repeatedly got put off as Glip didn’t want to take any actions and got more short with me as I kept trying to have discussion about removing them for my and others safety. This started to shatter my trust in both Glip and pengo, and my doxxer being in the servers led to me having severe mental breakdowns and paranoid spirals as i realized that was not in fact a place I could be safe as no action was taken and I was talked down to for suggesting an action should be taken. I finally left the servers sometime earlier this year, after continually witnessing huge amounts of bullying in the servers throughout my time and terrible treatment of others similar to what I went through.

It was incredibly painful and traumatizing how my genuine concern for my own and others safety was made out to be hurtful and selfish by Glip and pengo. Pengo in particular often was aggressive and accusatory towards me and others, he lectured and belittled people in private and in public while making assumptions about others and justifying his bullying based on his assumptions and projections (this happened to me often and I also witnessed this happen to others repeatedly.) i didn’t feel safe speaking up because dogpiling was common in the spaces, and I had already repeatedly been shut down and guilt tripped for speaking even privately about the person who doxxed me. I didn’t feel comfortable speaking honestly in the server for fear of being punished. I often felt trapped, and had to ‘fawn’ and agree and accept the crappy treatment, and I continued to get more uncomfortable in general until I finally left. I wanted to put my experience out there so that others can potentially be informed that they may not be safe in the server like how I wasn’t and that their valid issues may be twisted and used against them to guilt trip and bully them like mine were.

Tbh I should have left sooner but I had nostalgic attachment to floraverse and I also had friendships with kind people in the servers and it was painful to have growing cognitive dissonance where I had good interactions with friendly people but then get pinged with huge condescending uncalled for lists of all the small ways I had bugged them even if those things were years old, minor interactions that had long been resolved the same day, while also leaving out any mention of my doxxer or considering how that could have been affecting me too, basically doing bad faith reading of others’ characters constantly to justify attacking and berating others for insignificant or bizarre reasons. fear of this happening and of being publicly humiliated over and over became a very huge source of trauma and stress for me and everytime I was torn down it basically enforced the trauma and hurt me more. Overall while I had some good experiences and even friends, I began to become socially fearful, and get anxiety attacks when I got discord pings because of the fear I would get yet another cruel lecture at any time from pengo or that I would bear witness to yet another person getting bullied and dogpiled and I would feel sick to my stomach while others in the server pretended they didn’t see it or joined the bullying. It was extremely horrible for my mental health and I don’t regret leaving as I have healed a lot and had much healthier interactions with others outside of the servers in basically every sense since then. It’s been a healing process as I learn that I shouldn’t have to tread on eggshells constantly to be treated humanely, I shouldn’t get bullied for making simple human mistakes, and im gaining trust in others that they won’t belittle me for my pain and will take me seriously, and learn to trust others in general again after getting that trust smashed by people I once looked up to.

Please be careful about what you say to people in that server and guard yourself if you are in them. and I would caution against trusting the mods because of my own experiences with having my trust repeatedly broken and used.

[bi-bard]

It's Been a Long, Long Time Since I've Seen my Face in Your Eyes - Dick Grayson Imagine [HBO's Titans]

Title: It's Been a Long, Long Time Since I've Seen my Face in Your Eyes

Pairing: Dick Grayson X Sibling!Reader

Word Count: 1,887 words

Warning(s): experience in foster care, feelings of abandonment

Summary: [Inspired by "Brother" by Madds Buckley] An old face finds Dick after searching for a very long time. Once the initial shock wears off, he finds himself ready to do anything in order to make up for all of the lost time.

Author's Note: I don't know why I picked Dick for this imagine. It just felt like a natural choice.

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I would love to say that my search for Dick Grayson began with a TV report.

But in all honesty, it started long before that.

I had been looking for him for as long as I could remember.

He had promised to find me after I had been taken away. I guess that I was trying to make it easier on him.

I remember being a little kid in one of my earlier foster homes.

I had been snooping around the guy's office. They had been talking about the papers that they had been given about me. I knew that they were somewhere in the house, so I was looking for them. I thought that one of them may have a record of where my brother was.

They caught me.

They yelled at me for a long time. Stuff about invading their privacy shifted into stuff about them being my family now, so I needed to drop the subject of my brother. I had them now.

They would get rid of me a few weeks later when the wife found out she was pregnant. They couldn't afford both kids and decided which one was more important to them.

That wasn't a completely unique story. I spent a while jumping from place to place.

My search stopped. No one wanted to help me anyways. I was wasting time.

Until this one woman. She was on her own. She had always wanted a kid. There was a combination of bad men and fertility problems that troubled her before she decided on adopting.

She was sweet.

It took me years to finally ask questions about my brother. She stunned me by answering them.

She told me about this billionaire who had adopted him. Not because she had it in some records. She actually only asked because of me. It was apparently a pretty big deal. The guy had lost his parents at a similar age to Dick.

He also had the chance to adopt both of us and keep us together. He just didn't.

Bruce Wayne.

She kept trying to meet with him. He would never accept.

I kept seeing the news. Batman had a new sidekick. Robin. There weren't many images of him, but the ones I saw were recognizable. No one knows someone's signature moves quite like their family. I knew everything that my parents taught Dick.

That was how I spotted him.

It took a long time for me to finally admit that I was too angry to deal with these calls. I had gotten my college degree at that point, I had moved out on my own, and I had yet to get a single call back.

The woman who raised me tried to comfort me. Keep me from losing my mind about the whole thing, but I was angry. Angry and tired. I wanted my brother back.

I found myself on the doorstep of Wayne Manor years later.

I had originally promised the woman that raised me that I wouldn't show up on his doorstep. Not unannounced.

But I did.

It was difficult to accept that I was in my early twenties and still searching for my big brother.

"Hello," the man of the hour greeted.

"Bruce Wayne," I asked. He nodded. "I'm (Y/n)... Grayson. You have my brother."

There was a pause before Bruce insisted that I come inside. I followed him in. We found our way to a living room. He sat on one chair while motioning toward the other one. I hesitantly sat down.

"Where is he?"

"Not here," he explained. My heart dropped. "He left quite suddenly. I didn't get much of an explanation beforehand. I wish that I could be more helpful."

"Oh," I mumbled.

"You can leave your number and I can call if I hear anything."

"You don't have a number for him?"

"Based on his avoidance of my calls, I would assume so."

Or maybe he just doesn't like you, I thought to myself. You did keep his sibling from him for years.

I just nodded.

Bruce handed me some paper and a pen. I scribbled down my number and handed it back.

I left soon after.

I continued searching independently.

And then, the fated news report.

I don't know what happened. Not completely. I just remember watching a story about some kind of natural disaster. In the middle of the reporter discussing some unknown heroes, someone jumped in front of the camera to yell about the Titans being back before he was promptly shoved away.

But I caught it.

The Robin suit.

The one that I now associated with Dick and his new life. However, I knew very well that the man on the news was not Dick. He wouldn't act like that.

It was a matter of days before I got a call.

"Hello," I said.

"(Y/n) Grayson?"

"Yes."

"This is Bruce Wayne," he explained. I froze where I was, placing the pencil I had been writing with on the desk. "I told you that I would call if I received any news on Dick and his whereabouts."

"I remember."

"I know where he is now. I can give you the address."

"What took so long?"

He paused. "It was for your protection. I wouldn't willingly give you his location if I thought that it would get either one of you killed."

"Oh," I muttered. And the other fifteen years or so?

"Are you ready?"

I grabbed my pencil again, quickly finding a fresh piece of paper. "Go."

I scribbled down the address and instructions that he rattled off to me. He made me repeat them back to him to ensure that I understood everything.

The trip to San Francisco was longer than I originally thought it would be.

I had kept sleep to a minimum, focusing on getting to the address that Bruce had given me. I was constantly questioning myself.

What if Dick didn't want to see me?

What if that was why he never found me?

Was it possible that he thought that I would be some kind of burden to him?

I tried to shake those thoughts off but there wasn't much else to do during the trip.

The address was a large tower. It made me pause. This was where Dick was staying?

I checked the paper and the building a few times. Anxious. What else would you expect?

I took a deep breath before walking over and ringing the doorbell.

It took a moment before there was any response on the inside, "Hello?"

"Um, Hi," I greeted. "Sorry, but... I- I'm looking for Dick Grayson. Bruce gave me this address."

Another pause. "What's your name?"

"(Y/n)," I replied. "He... He'll probably know who I am."

There wasn't another response after that.

I was left standing outside for a few minutes before I heard the door click open. I walked inside, making sure to pull the door shut behind me.

I followed all of Bruce's instructions to the letter.

The elevator ride felt like it was an eternity. I had to focus on not letting my breathing get out of control. I was scared. I didn't know what my brother was like after all these years. Or how he felt about what happened. If he was going to believe that I was who I said I was.

It all filled my heart with this strange mix of hope and dread.

Dick was waiting at the elevator when the doors opened. I slowly stepped out as he watched me. I adjusted my duffel bag strap on my shoulder.

"(Y/n)."

It wasn't a question. It was an observation. Like he was confirming it in his mind. Reminding himself that this wasn't a dream or hallucination.

"Hi, Dick," I muttered, feeling tears building in my eyes.

"Oh my God..."

I dropped my duffel bag as Dick stepped forward and pulled me into a hug. My arms wrapped around him, and I tightly grabbed the fabric of his shirt. I closed my eyes and hid my face in his shoulder.

My muffled crying seemed to only make him hug me tighter.

"You promised to find me," I mumbled. "I waited for you."

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm so... so sorry."

We stayed in the hug for a little while longer.

I kept thinking about the younger version of me. The one that was trying to beg Dick to stay. The one that begged to go see their big brother. The one that started searching for him so long ago.

I let out a heavy breath. It was like I was letting go of some kind of weight. It was nice.

I stepped back, wiping my eyes as I looked at his face again.

He grinned at me.

"Dick..."

He turned around when he heard his name. I stepped to the side, looking at the three people at the end of the hall. I wiped my eyes again, trying to ensure that I wasn't still crying in front of a group of strangers.

"Who's this," the girl asked, her arms crossed over her chest. She seemed nervous.

"This is (Y/n)."

"Oh my God," she mumbled.

I looked back at Dick. Had he talked about me? All these years... had he talked about me?

"I saw you," she said. My confusion must've been more obvious than I knew. "I... I had visions... about what happened to your parents."

I looked at the floor for a moment, fidgeting with my fingers a bit.

"We didn't," one of the guys spoke up, causing us all to look at him. "We're still a bit confused."

"(Y/n) is my younger sibling," Dick explained. "After our parents died, we got separated. I was 12. (Y/n) was 7."

"Bruce only took one of you in?"

We both nodded.

"Um, I'm Gar," the other boy stepped forward and held out a hand for me to shake. I shook it and grinned.

"Jason," the first guy that spoke up nodded at me. I nodded back.

I looked over at the girl.

She blinked a few times like she was still shocked to see me there. "Rachel."

"Nice to meet you, Rachel," I said.

There was a pause in the room.

"I... I'm sorry to be rude, but I am... very tired," I muttered.

Dick reached down and grabbed my duffel bag. "There are a few extra rooms. Come on."

I waved at the other three as I followed him.

I tried to stay close to him as we made it through the halls.

He placed my bag on a bed. I looked around the small room. It was nice. Really nice, actually.

"I'll let you get some rest-"

I stopped him by hugging him again. He hugged me back.

"I'll right down the hall, got it?"

I nodded, still not stepping back for a few more moments.

"I'm so sorry that I didn't find you."

I stepped back and grinned at him. "It's okay."

In all honesty, I didn't blame him. I don't think I ever did. He was a kid just like I was. Not to mention the added pressure that he was facing. In the end, I understood it all. Dick was just like me: doing the best with what we had been given.

I was just grateful to find him now.

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hi judah, it's time for me to drop a mini fic in your inbox 😇

ted x streamer!reader + highly publicised situationship except you're actually closer to dating than the world thinks

– the internet was mean. you knew that before you started streaming, before you became an influencer, but nothing could've prepared you for the hate that came when you started talking to ted nivison.

to be quite honest, you weren't sure how people figured it out. you'd been apart of a huge group stream that qt had set up and ted just happened to be there. on screen, you didn't talk often but when you did you always managed to make the whole group laugh. afterwards, off screen, you hit it off. you exchanged numbers and discords and he told you to text him when you got back to your hotel so he knew you got back safe. it was sweet, but you didn't think much of it.

on your stream the next day, you told your chat that you'd met this cute guy recently and that you weren't sure if you made a great first impression but that it would be fine because it probably wouldn't go anywhere anyways. ”maybe i'll text him tonight.” you'd muttered just loud enough for the mic to pick it up, just enough to send your viewers spiralling their way over to twitter.

of course you didn't know, but in the next chuckle sandwich podcast, ted started talking about this person he'd met and how they'd talked for a total of like thirty minutes. throughout his rant that schlatt and their guest had to listen to, he told them about how he admired their work ethic; how he thought they were just wonderful to be around; how they were oh so beautiful; how he was so surprised when they actually texted him; yada yada yada. ”ted if you keep talking about them the listeners are gonna doxx them!” schlatt joked, and ted smiled, a small blush dusting over his cheeks at the understanding of 'we need to move on to the next subject, shut up'.

over the next several weeks, you'd started texting ted more and more. he'd text you good morning and you'd text him goodnight and you'd facetime him when he went out to the store or vice versa when you were out shopping. he made sure to get you on the podcast where quite a few of the inside jokes you'd developed during your facetime calls had come out to say hello. maybe that was how they found out. you'd also made an appearance in one of schlatt's 'reacting to tiktoks' videos via a discord call because the fans liked the dynamic you and schlatt had so much he just had to capitalise.

you also couldn't say it while you were recording the podcast but afterwards, as you were wrapping up you mentioned that you were getting your own love or host, and the reactions from the two men you were chatting with were very different. ted seemed surprised, probably because you hadn't told him beforehand. but then again, you weren't dating, you weren't even really talking, you were just friends. schlatt on the other hand had his hand over his eyes, sighing almost in defeat. ”bad memories y/n..” at his sarcastic pain, you laughed before looking back across your screen at a still confused ted.

schlatt ended up joining your love or host because he's such a pillar to the love or host series. ted watched it live with such intent, as if your interactions with everyone in the call were real or really meant anything. he also texted you during the livestream, a lot. you had to respond and silence your phone after the third text came in. when you finally got to checking your texts after the stream, ted told you he was on his way over. wait, he was doing what?? you tried texting him, calling him, even to facetime him but he wouldn't answer. he always answered when you facetimed him and now you were a getting a bit concerned.

he was halfway to your place when he realised what he was doing. what was he doing? you weren't together, you were barely talking, but he still wanted to go to your home and cuddle up with you in your bed and fall asleep with your arms wrapped around him. it was a moment of weakness, and he ended up going home and apologising for scaring you.

”y/n i'm sorry, i was a moment of weakness.” you stared at him through the screen, trying to keep your eye from twitching. ”just don't scare me like that again, got it?” he nodded and you sighed rather heavily, turning away from the screen before muttering ”you know i kinda wish you had come over..” his ears burned red at your words, especially because you said them so nonchalantly, like it was nothing.

the next morning when you woke up, your regular 'good morning!' text from ted was missing, so you pressed the facetime button next to his contact picture and waited for him to pick up. it seemed like the obvious decision to make with how often you and him talked and called. ”morning, y/n!” he seemed extremely nervous. ”what's wrong with you?” you ask, wiping the remaining sleep from your eyes. ”uhm, nothing, just maybe don't log onto twitter today.” he smiles down at the camera before looking back up, and upon further inspection, you could see that he was driving. ”ted what the hell are you doing on the phone while you're driving?” he jumps a little at your volume. ”well if you must know,” he moved the phone to the console so he could focus his eyes and hands on driving. ”since i just told you not to open twitter, i know you're going to,” shit, he knew you too well. you were lifting the blankets from your body to go check twitter on your computer. ”i don't want you to be alone when you open it.” you kind of laugh at him. ”ted it can't be that bad.” after a quick second of thinking you rephrase. ”actually i take that back, but i don't think it's that bad.”

”please, honey, just wait.” it sounds like he's practically begging and you agree, because you've never heard him this worried before. also because he's never called you 'honey' with that same tone full of care before. i mean sure, he would say it as a joke but now, it sounded like he really meant it. ”yeah, sure.” you gave him a weak smile, although you were sure he couldn't see it.

when he knocked on your door you jumped in your spot on your couch because it was just that loud and fervent. ”hold on ted. jeez.” as soon as the door handle was pulled back towards you, ted is stepping in and putting his arms around your middle. if you weren't so confused as to what was going on, you would've found this rather endearing. ”okay ted what the hell.” you kind of push him away by his chest and he shakes his head, pushing the door closed behind him. ”the internet kind of hates us, right now.”

your mouth falls open, but nothing comes out and you pause, putting your finger in the air. ”i'm gonna need you to be more specific.”

”uhm,” he looks around, putting his hand over his mouth. ”i can't.”

eventually you end up back in your room, looking through twitter together. you're sitting in your chair and ted is standing to your side, watching your every facial reaction to the bitter, venomous words of the internet. really, you had no clue either of your viewers would be so upset by the fact that you were talking but you also had no clue how they figured it out. your social media interactions were kept to a minimum and the only other connecting evidence was the little things you'd both mentioned shortly after the initial big group stream. ”oh my god..” subconsciously, you leaned your head into ted's side, and he let his hand fall to your head, letting his fingers run through it at the roots. his voice is a little shaky as he asks ”are you okay?”

well, you were okay. you were upset, but you were okay. especially because he was there. and the farther you scrolled, the more it seemed like nobody knew the extent of your situationship, and that, for some reason, was comforting. ”you're here. in my home, sitting with me, making sure i'm okay because random twitter users are mad at us. i'm okay.” you tell him, looking up at him. ted felt his heart rate decrease and his breathing to get a little calmer when you told him you were alright.

ted hooked a finger under your jaw to keep your eyes on him. ”us. i kinda like the sound of that.” you smiled. ”i think i kinda do too.”

he grinned, leaning closer to your face. ”well then, we should do something about that, shouldn't we?”

!!! end of story !!! thank you for coming to my ted talk eheheheheh

saint omg!! you’re so sweet 🥹 thank you for this masterpiece 🙏🏻

[poetic-crimelord]

What if Lou Ellen had not always been with CHB? What if she left during the First War?

This is about the day she left and how her best friend reacted to it.

Can be read [here] or down below

Lou Ellen had enough. She knows who her godly parent is. She knows how badly the Olympians treat both their children and all the rest of immortals and demigods, none of them care enough about them. So naturally when Chris Rodriguez, older half brother of her best friend Cecil, had talked to her about Kronos ideology in the whole Titan War, and her mother, Hecate, had also been giving her some dream visits asking her to join Kronos' side, she had made a decision.

She had decided to join Kronos and was even more sure about it after what happened in the Battle of The Labyrinth where she had enough. Lee Fletcher, the Head Counselor of Cabin 7 had died trying to fight against Luke Castellan or well Kronos' vassel. Lee died because for some reason Annabeth thought that all Cabin 7 should stick to only using bows since they were so good at it anyway. Lee wasn't really good with bows which basically left him defenseless. Lou hates the whole thing more because of that fact one her best friends, Will Solace, had not only lost one but three of his siblings in the battle.

So just the night after the whole thing she decided to leave.

She asked Selina beforehand, who her mom had explained was a spy from Luke, for help on how to get to Kronos' side and on how to leave and be able to fight against the gods. Selina, who wasn't all that happy to be asked about the whole subject, directed her to where Kronos' base was and how she could get in without getting killed in an instant.

Which finally brings Lou Ellen to today, the day she leaves.

She had packed everything while everyone was sleeping, and had told Chiron she was gonna take an hour working in the infirmary so no one questioned why she wasn't at the campfire. Everything was planned from start to end so no one would try to stop her, but when planning she hadn't counted on the fact her best friend, Cecil Markowitz would have realized she was up to something.

When she hears the door of the cabin opening she panics, she tries to think of any spell or way to hide until whoever is entering leaves, but when she realizes who is in the door she freezes for a couple of seconds. Cecil, who couldn't look as well as her in the dark, was entering the cabin.

“Lou… Weren't you on infirmary duty?” Cecili asked when he had finally turned on the light. Lou, who has a ride to take in less than twenty minutes and knows that if she stays any more she would feel guilty, only scoffs and takes her backpack walking towards the door, where Cecil is standing.

She takes a breath before looking at who she considers even a brother and right now has to fully cut off of her life.

“I'm leaving, my mom has asked for me to be her representative.” Lou said.

She was telling the truth on a sense, when she had taken the decision to leave camp, her mother had appeared to her in a dream telling her that she was glad she was taking Kronos' side since she hated to see her children thinking she didn't care about them since they weren't claim even if it actually was the Olympians fault since they didn't let other cabins to be made, so Hecate had also expressed she would be appearing more to her so she could represent all the Hecate children while on reunions with the Kronos army.

“On what?” Asked Cecil with a frown slightly forming in his face.

“On Luke's army, Hecate is with him, so am I, meaning I'm leaving, right now.”

Slowly Cecil's expression changed from surprise to horror in seconds, it was as if she had just told him his grandma had won the lottery and then died.

“Lou, you can't! Luke is the bad guy! He wants to destroy Olympus! Is it his fault that we are even at War!” Shouted Cecil desperately.

For a second, Lou thought of arguing against it, she knew who the actual bad guys were, the gods were not in the right, but she decided against fighting never less, she had to leave now or the whole cabin would be back before she could even leave, and even explaining would not resolve anything. So she pushed Cecil aside, who shouted at her and tried to fight to make her stay, but she didn't listen or flatter, she just ran. Ran away from the bad life she was supposed to have.

And even if Cecil was fast because of his heritage, Lou was faster somehow, maybe she had curse Cecil or make herself faster with magic, she didn't know or cared, her only goal right now was to get to Thalia's tree, where Ethan Nakamura was supposedly waiting for her to take her to the base of Kronos and formally introduce her.

But, just when the tree came into a vision alongside a shadow figure next to it, someone (Cecil) took her arm and turned her around.

“Lou, don't, please,” said Cecil between pants. “don't leave.”

“Cecil, no, I'm not happy here and I can't even be claim, I don't belong here!” Lou shouted looking back at Cecil. Her only regrets of leaving would be leaving behind her friends who were claim demigods, and would never understand how awful being unclaim was.

“And joining him is better?”

“Yes, so much and I would be as important as any of you… When we destroy the gods we can be together Cecil, until then I'm leaving.” Say Lou, firmly, she hated seeing her friend being hurt by her decision but it was what she wanted.

Cecil started crying and in what most probably was an impulse, took off his David Star, the symbol of his beliefs and extended his hand, offering it to Lou.

“What are you doing?” She asked, looking between Cecil's face and his hand. “I-I don't- I'm not Jewish or anything, I'm an atheist, why…”

Cecil just shook his head, but didn't move his hand away, still expecting her to take it.

“Lou, take it, promise you would come back, promise you won't die” Cecil says between sobs.

Lou Ellen was surprised, she hadn't realized how much he cared about her. She took the pendant hesitantly and took out her camp beds and gave it in exchange to Cecil who didn't even hold them, letting them fall.

She didn't say or let Cecil say anything else, she ran towards Ethan who took her arm immediately and made a sign with his hand making a person with a helmet and a motorcycle appear. They got on the motorcycle, and the last thing she saw while leaving was Cecil standing at the border of camp just looking in the direction they were going.

She didn't regret her decision, but seeing Cecil cry definitely was making her feel guilty. Good thing she wouldn't have time to think about it while she was accommodating into Kronos army, after all fun or free time was not in when the end of the war was so close.

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Cecil looks down the road, where Lou and who he thinks is Ethan, another unclaim kid who had left a while ago, drives away with another mysterious person. He looks to his hand where Lou Ellen's camp beads are, he can't believe his best friend just left, worst it she left to be with Kronos.

He stays there for what feels like an hour until Travis finds him.

“Oh Cecil! Gods we were so scared, where were you?” Was the first thing Travis said when he found him, his older half-brother had kneel down and was trying to see if he had any injuries.

Cecil just hugged him. He couldn't tell Travis what Lou had said, right? Or should he? After all, they weren't on the same side anymore.

“Cecil, what happened? Do you know where Lou Ellen is?”

At that he broke, instantly starting to sob in his brother's embrace. Thankfully Travis seems to realize he doesn't want to talk about it since he instantly gets both of them up, even while he still holds Cecil in his arms, and starts walking to what he hopes is their cabin. But it is not.

After a couple of minutes they're in the infirmary, instantly being attacked by question not only by Chiron, but also by Will Solace, Michael Yew and Connor who all had somehow known that Lou hadn't been in the campfire or infirmary.

It takes a bit to first calm Cecil down and second to even get him to talk, but he explains the situation. Lou's mom, who seems to be Hecate, had asked her to join Kronos' army and so she had to leave.

Chiron was surprised at the revelation but didn't say much, Lou wasn't the first or last to leave camp. On the other hand both of Cecil's brothers were looking at the floor with blank faces, Cecil wasn't sure if it was because of Luke or because of how many campers in cabin eleven had left in the last months. He didn't really care if he was honest, his best friend just ran away.

The only person who seem to be in the same page as Cecil was Will who looks as sad as the son of Hermes, even thought Will had already lost three siblings at the battle and two who had join Kronos side, he knew the pain of someone love leaving better than anyone, or well at least in Cecil opinion he does.

[dng3r]

don't you know it's fun for me to be bad?

【 mackenyu //. cisman //. he/him 】 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠… HIKARI TERADA  into The Hub. You are registered to be TWENTY EIGHT YEARS OLD and have been given citizenship for A LIFETIME under the Expatriate Act. According to the data compiled, your most notable qualities seem to be HUMOROUS & THOUGHTLESS. Please confirm that you are LAWFUL EVIL. From what we’ve gathered your place of employ is currently for the ICHIBANGASE / EISHER CORPORATION as a SAMURAI-VI SUBJECT I.D. #9644 ( SOLDIER 1ST CLASS CODENAME: ARES ) //. LEVEL FOUR GYM as a UNDEGROUND FIGHTER //. COWBOYS as a BOUNTY HUNTER. We strongly advise that you provide the correct information pertaining to your background to ensure proper safety precautions: are you a _HOST_ or _HUMAN_? A deeper dive into our archive suggests that you are LAUGHING AT THE THREAT OF DANGER, FORGOTTEN THEIR HUMANITY, CAUSING MAYHEM FOR THE SAKE OF MAYHEM, SMILING AT THE SIGHT OF BLOOD. Though we noticed you, too, are similar to WOLVERINE ( X-MEN ), DEADPOOL ( MARVEL ), SYLAR ( HEROES ), HARLEY QUINN ( DC ). ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ ᴠᴇʀɪғɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ 100% ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ! Please comply to all regulations and laws. It is our hope that you enjoy your stay.

general information

name: hikari terada

nickname/codename: ares

age: twenty-eight

face claim: mackenyu

gender & pronouns: cisman & he/him

orientation: bisexual/biromantic

relationship status: REDACTED

physical & mental

hair color: depends on what he feels like

eye color: hazel

height: 178 cm/5'10ft

tattoos: two sleeve tattoos

scars: too many to count.

biography

do you remember who you were beforehand? no, and quite frankly you never gave it much thought. you've always been this, a soldier, a hunter, a killer. if you were forced to you'd recall then you were an orphan who was taken to be trained and become who you are today; it's as simple and as boring as that. well, you can also add the excruciating pain you went through to get to that position but who cares about that, right?

besides, it's far more interesting to talk about your career as a soldier and how you got a little too into the role. there's something addictive about power or maybe you're just insane as many people have decided to call you. you don't see yourself like that, why can't a guy just make his job fun? and if said job involves killing and arresting people than that's just your business, isn't it?

you like working alone, nobody to tell you what to do in the middle of the job. all you need is for the corpo to point and you shoot, the means are irrelevant. maybe this is why your codename is ares, you're good at starting a war because why go into a stealth mission quietly when you can go in guns and swords blazing?

despite the road that lead you to where you are, you love your job. an excuse to fight in the most legal of senses. you do sometimes wonder if the corpo never have found you when you were an orphan, would you still be laughing during a fight? would you still make your enemies think they had a chance just for fun, to prolong a fight that in your mind was over the minute you step foot there? nah, it's a waste of thought, anyway.

when you don't have any missions, however, you often find other ways to scratch the itch; by underground fighting or even taking some bounties. you live your life to cause mayhem because why not? you've already been told you're going to hell and your reply is that you'll greet satan with a bullet to the heart. either that or sleep with him, either way works.

wanted connections.

just as crazy as me — this is probably hikari's other half. maybe it started as hikari being a bad influence that eventually it bled into them being bad too? it could also be someone that's already bad and they can be evil together. idk i need to flesh out this idea more.

co-worker — this could be anybody in the corpo world who thinks hikari is a little bit out of control, the two of them basically don't like each other though hikari shows it by annoying the ever living crap outta them.

target — this is just hikari's target. maybe he nearly killed them and didn't for w/e reason? def something we can talk about !

i know you — this someone is childhood friend, who was also an orphan. they knew hikari before he was taken. maybe this character has been wondering for years and years what happened to hikari before suddenly seeing him as a soldier.

any and all connections !!

[emmadoodlewrites]

giving you permission to talk about therapy tickles more 🙌🏼 what do you think each of dtqk’s reactions would be to it? at what stage do you think they’d start regretting their decision? who would be most teasy?

a situation that i can imagine happening is that gogs would be teasing everyone the whole time, but using the “im filming i can’t!!” whenever they try to convince him to have a turn. except that at one point the massager starts joining in in the argument. and now the situation is one that george can’t say no to because they’re such a lovely person who’s been so kind to them? how could he say no it’s just rude? (drawn from uber story)

and so after throwing teases around all day, george is finally lying down on the massage table, subject to a taste of his own medicine from the 4 other boys in the room

godddddddd literally this is so perfect that’s exactly how I’d picture george’s turn going. and oh my gosh thank you for letting me rant about this more i definitely have more to say akljfhklasfj So here we go the events of a tickle therapy with dtkq!! (this ended up over 1k words wtf...)

First of all, 100% I think they’d make Dream go first. They’d make the excuse that since he’s got the most subscribers he gets the honor of being first. The massage therapist was told beforehand and is totally okay with being filmed and also plays along and tries to coax Dream into going for it akdljfh. You get the choice when laying down whether you want to lie on your front or back and Dream decides on being on his back to prove he isn’t nervous. And we already saw from my post earlier how his turn went. I really really liked your input llama about him constantly trying desperately to turn away from the camera. At some point he gives up and covers his face with his hands which the massager allows since Dream isn’t covering as many spots like this. The therapist focuses mostly on his sides and stomach for the majority of the session, since he seems to be most ticklish there. They switch between poking to scribbling the fingers, and every time the technique changes he jumps. His reactions mostly stem from rocking side to side, to arching his back to try and get away from the feeling. For the sake of time each person only gets about a ten minute turn, which is way too long in Dream’s opinion. But he makes it! 

I imagine since it’s literally their job, these specific massage therapists are extremely good at zeroing in on bad spots. Even on people who aren’t even super ticklish in many places. Because they’re professionals!! And since this is being filmed, and they’re in a pretty fun and relaxed atmosphere, anytime the find a spot, like maybe a specific rib or a place hidden place somewhere else, they’ll verbalize it like, “ooh this is a good spot” or “hey guys watch this” and then all of the sudden the one on the table bursts into cackles before they know what the hell just happened

The first time this ended up happening was with Quackity who was trying his damn hardest to keep still and calm for the massager. And it was working pretty well the first three minutes in! He had decided lie on his stomach more like how a regular massage would go, and he mostly had his head rested on his arms, pretty much just giggling freely and occasionally cussing out his friends anytime one of them through a tease at him. The area the massager found was on the back of only one of his lower ribs, which they noticed since he seemed to be involuntarily flinching a bit more anytime they went there, and quackity likely didn’t even notice he was doing it. “Uh oh, what is that? I think I’ve found something,” the therapist says very deadpan, trying to mess with Q as if something is wrong. “Whahat? What, is everything ok?” “I’m not sure, tell me if you feel this.” And with that they expertly use one finger to drill into the rib, and all of the sudden Quackity is not so calm anymore. He lifts his head away from his arms and arches his back completely, and he’s lifted himself slightly off the table with his elbows, completely in stitches from his laughter. 

After Quackity is done with his turn, he basically forces Karl to go next. Karl was the one who did the majority of the teasing for Q’s turn, and many of the rest of the group agreed in making him go next. He argues as much as he can but he is very much outvoted. He reluctantly lies down on his back and the therapist promises it’ll be okay and they will always stop when they're told to. Once they start, it is obvious to the therapist, the viewers, and pretty much everyone in the room that Karl is the most ticklish person in the group. The second their hands latch onto his sides he is just drowning in frantic laughter. The camera is panning back and forth from Karl to the massager’s reaction, who is also doubled over laughing from the contagious giggles and over the top squirming. There’s not even much teasing anymore for this turn, since everyone is just losing it at how funny everything is. 

Karl’s turn goes by pretty quick, and up next is Sapnap. He has watched a majority of the group go by now, and is super confident that he’s gonna be just fine! He even says so as he lies down on his back. The massager raises an eyebrow, “Is that so? Is that a challenge?” They’ve caught onto the group's sense of humor and have really warmed up to their way of messing around. (I imagine the fandom falls in love with this person after the vlog releases since they were so fun and friendly akldjfhlk) Sapnap kinda clams up like “no no it’s- It’s not a challenge I was just saying haha-” the group is absolutely teasing at this point. “Alright then, I’m gonna start now, are you ready?” “Yes” Sap even puts his arms above his head to prove his point, something no one else has done up to now. “You sure?” “I said yehAHAHA-” He doesn’t even get to finish his sentence as the therapist takes him by surprise. Sap also has a couple specific spots the massager ends up finding. One on his hips and another towards his sternum. After both spots are targeted at the same time, he yells stop, and after all his touch talk he’s the only one that didn’t make it the whole time haha! The therapist admits to him though that they did go a bit harder on him though since he had made such a big deal out of being able to handle it, hence why to bad spots were hit all at once pfft

Finally, as you said llama, George is peer pressured into having his turn. Before he lays down on his stomach, he mentions to the massage therapist that he’s really not that ticklish. Whether or not that’s a lie or not, we have no idea! But, the therapist replies that won’t be a problem at all ^_^. Just as George had said, once they begin, the most reaction he shows is a forced smile tugging at his lips that he’s trying to hide from the camera out of embarrassment, and just a little bit of squirming. The group is now messing around calling him ‘strong gogy’ and trying to coax him into laughing. After a bit of trying many different places, the massager finally finds a spot a little bit underneath his shoulder blades that makes him suddenly choke out a surprised laugh. “Ahhh there we goooo” They zero in on that spot and just like how George laughs when it comes to something funny, the longer they stay in a spot the louder and more frantic his laughter becomes until he’s cackling and asking them to move somewhere else. The therapist goes on to find a couple more places just like this, one on his thigh, and another right between his underarms and top ribs. By the time his turn is over he breathless and red in the face. 

They all thank the massage therapist greatly for allowing them to film and for being so kind to them since they were likely not very similar to many other customers they'd ever had. The therapist says they also had a blast, and the friend group went on their way to film some other places that day for the rest of the meetup vlog. 

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I think they did jump to conclusions but cant say that. I worked for a newspaper once, a very small one though, but we were told any mistake was "a typo". Because you don't want your authors to admit you jumped to conclusions because then it shows 1) you aren't investigative and don't care about the subject so why should anyone care about reading your material and 2) creating falsehoods about one thing why not another, who should believe you

So to me yeah it was a whole ass mistake but said typo. Which...it was more then just a misspelled word it was a damn sentence and what I said makes more sense then some random person knowing

Yeah I'm definitely with you on that. The way any other explanation than "typo" would look bad for them wasn't on my radar before but I really think you're right, that makes the most sense 🤔

If Eddie comes back (and I firmly believe he will) I don't think there will be any leaks or spoilers beforehand; it'd be one of THE twists of the season. I'd keep that a secret as well if I were the Duffers.

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This gets long. It continues my obsession with old Edinburgh Fringe Festival videos. It is of interest to no one in the world besides me.

Okay, the situation is: I’ve just gotten back from a wonderful week-long vacation by the ocean, I am now home where there is no ocean, I’m starting a new job tomorrow, I’m very anxious about it (I did just start another new job a couple of months ago, but I was so desperate for a job at the time that I’d applied for everything and took the first thing I was offered, then something I wanted more came back and offered me something so I took that instead, now I start that other thing tomorrow, I would feel bad for leaving my old job so soon except that they were doing a lot of illegal shit that I cannot get into in one Tumblr post but just trust me that they broke far too many labour laws to deserve my loyalty, this is getting off topic). I just spent some time very carefully going through the Cowgate video to find a screenshot that could be my new cover image, I ended up going with this:

That was taken from this video, of an event that I refer to as Cowgate, due to it being a cow-related scandal that also took place near the Edinburgh neighbourhood of Cowgate:

I had to go through that video to find the screenshot, and this reminded me of how many questions I have about it, so I have decided to distract myself from new job anxiety by writing a post that lists just a few of my top 200 questions about that fucking video. Let’s go through it, shall we? It’s been a while since I’ve done a post that self-indulgently goes into great detail about that video that no one in the world want to think about nearly as much as I do. Not that I’ve never done that before. But it’s been a while, and that'll be a good distraction.

Essential, all-encompassing question: Where did they get the cow?

There are several possible classes of answer here, all of which inspire different follow-ups. As far as I can see, there are two overall possibilities: the cow was there when they arrived and they did not plan it, or they specifically procured a cow for this purpose. I think it’s more likely to be the former, because at the beginning of this video (a video that I put together myself, by the way, cutting out things from two different videos that I got on YouTube, because somehow this was captured twice and uploaded to YouTube by two totally separate accounts, and I combined them), you see Daniel Kitson sitting on the cow at what seems to be the beginning of the night, and he seems to be figuring out what it is along with the audience.

If it’s the former: How did it get there? Who put it there? Why did they put it there? Where did they get it? How did they feel about it being destroyed?

Did the Chocolate Milk Gang know it would be there before they arrived? If so, did they plan its destruction in advance? If the answer to one or both those questions is no, when and how did the plan formulate? How did they work out that they were allowed to do it? Presumably you can’t just destroy shit that’s on stage without consulting someone. Did they consult someone while the show was happening? Does that explain why the weapons they used all look like things they might have found backstage at the last minute? Why someone walks in during the scene and hands John Oliver a metal pipe like one out of the game Clue/Cluedo? That would make more sense if they had not prepared this beforehand.

Here's one theory of mine on that’s subject: I think the plan was formulated sometime after the first clip in this video, when the audience was shouting challenges at Kitson for things he should do with the cow (ride it, touch it, jump off it), and he told them their challenges were too easy. I think that after the camera stopped filming, the audience started issuing more difficult challenges, and one of those challenges was to rip it in half.

Another question if that’s the case: How were they initially planning to end that night? What got bumped for last-minute cow destruction?

But all my theories could be wrong. They all have the issue that I’m not sure you can get permission to destroy a large installation once a show has already started. So maybe it was the latter of those initial options, and they did plan it beforehand. Which brings up lots of other questions, such as: Why? Who thought of it? Why? What were the plans leading up to it? I still want to know where they got the cow, and how they got permission to bring it to the Gilded Balloon and destroy it on stage.

All of that can be summarized in two main questions: “Where did the cow come from?” and “How did the plan to destroy the cow come about?” But there’s another main, overarching question, which is: “What the fuck was the plan? What were they actually doing?”

I mean, clearly they were trying to destroy the cow. But why? What were the parametres of the challenge? Adam Hills says they have “three chances”, and they’ll either succeed or “bottle it”. Does that mean they tried two other times earlier in the night to destroy the cow, and only succeeded on this third attempt? That’s pretty good, if so, because this is clearly the end of the night (you see Kitson come out afterward to introduce the band, signifying that comedy is over). So it’s some good narrative planning if they managed to space out two failed attempts and then got it right at the end.

That might explain why Kitson got involved. At first he’s hanging back, just doing hype with Adam Hills. At some point, it looks to me like he figures out they’ll be here all night if he leaves them to it. He starts giving specific advice – Adam Hills is yelling Eminem songs at them, and Daniel Kitson starts saying helpful things like “combine the chisel at the hammer”. It’s shortly after that that he, as far as I can tell, decides they won’t manage this without him, even though he’s tried to tell them how to do it, so he jumps in there and helps. That would make even more sense if they'd tried this twice before and it hadn't worked, they'd agreed on some sort of challenge (with the audience, maybe) in which they had to do it in three tries, also it was the end of the night and the last night of the Festival and they wanted to get it fucking done.

I might be wrong, it's difficult to tell, but I think Daniel Kitson was right to think they needed him, because he's the one who actually ended up breaking it. I've tried to figure this out before, mainly because I've decided I desperately want a Taskmaster one-off live task someday in which they wheel the Taskmaster cow on stage in the studio in front of these five people and tell them that the first person to break it in half wins. So even though it was a collective effort, I want to know who actually would win if this were a Taskmaster task. And I think it may have been Kitson. You can see him kick it pretty hard, then hit it once with his hammer, and then it immediately comes apart and he throws his hands in the air in celebration:

It might have been too much of a joint effort to give the points to any one person, though. John using leverage definitely helped.

The other option for what “three chances” means is it was only meant to be three people trying to destroy the cow: David O’Doherty, Demetri Martin, and John Oliver. That would mean they didn’t really succeed in their challenge, since Daniel Kitson ended up helping. But I don’t know if it really makes sense – do three people working together and concurrently count as three separate chances?

Look, let’s go through the lyrics to really understand everything going on here. From Mr. Adam Hills:

If you had three chances... Would you take 'em? Or would you quite literally bottle it?

I've covered the "three chances" thing already; I don't quite know what he means by that. But I'm also not sure what he means by "bottle it". I know that's slang for fucking things up, but why would they literally bottle it? The use of the words "quite literally" imply that an actual bottle is somehow involved in this. I have no idea how.

His palms are sweaty, his hair is sweaty, He's ready to shoot spaghetti

This is a sort of parody ("parody" might be a word that gives it more credit than it deserves) of Lose Yourself by Eminem, obviously, since that's the beat that's playing in the background. I point this out only because it comes back later, when he starts singing a different Eminem song, having apparently forgotten which one he was supposed to be doing.

He's got a cow on stage It's got red horns, it's all the rage

I find those lyrics worth mentioning because here's another video from earlier in that same night (one that I also put together by combing clips from two separate YouTube videos):

Adam Hills is freestyle rapping there, but he got the idea of rhyming "stage" with "all the rage" from David O'Doherty, who had used the same rhyme in his own on-the-spot rapping earlier in that same Late 'n' Live show.

It's cow tipping, it's not quite shitty Get that cow down in this city Take it up the Royal Mile, attack it with a hammer

The Royal Mile is a stretch of road in Edinburgh that I think is meant to be a central hub of people and bars and whatever wild things happen during that festival. In the YouTube comments of one of those videos (the original one, that I cut up to make the one linked in this post), someone said they did, in fact, carry the broken cow up the Royal Mile after they'd crowd surfed it out of the building. So apparently enough planning had gone into it beforehand so that they knew, at this point, that that's what they wanted to do. Maybe that was part of the challenge? They had to break the cow in half and then carry it up the Royal Mile?

At this point I will skip a few lines, because even I cannot bring myself to type out every word that Adam Hills said around the line "fuck the udder", but I do find it very funny to watch Adam Hills getting really into his role as hype man, while Daniel Kitson watches beside him, tries to look like he's also playing the hype man because that's what he's supposed to do, but he knows he needs to also be actually paying attention to how the whole thing's going and making sure to keep it on track. He's trying to look as though he's fully thrown himself into it and isn't putting any effort into controlling the gig, whereas Adam, I think, has genuinely thrown himself too far into it to keep anything on track. Does that say something about their different styles of comedy and/or compering? Possibly. Adam Hills definitely grew into a host who could keep a live show on track (and has done it on many Fridays for many years), but it never seems as natural for him as it does for Kitson to have one eye on appearing to be fully caught up in stuff, and one eye on keeping tight control over the situation.

Anyway, the result is Adam yelling increasingly nonsensical shit around the words "fuck the udder", and then Kitson puts one hand over his mouth and one in the air in an exaggerated parody of a hype man, but what he actually says is:

Davey, Davey, what you need to do is combine the chisel and the hammer

Not hype. Genuine advice designed to get this done so they can win the challenge and get out of here. I find it quite funny how David O'Doherty was diligently focused on the cow for the whole time, until Kitson yelled that at him, when he suddenly stopped and looked up like "Oh... right, yes, I'll get right on that."

I also enjoy the way John Oliver looked up at him too while he was yelling this helpful advice, like, yep, that's the guy I'm on the same page with, the one who will do the rapping but only with full awareness that it's all bullshit and we just need to accomplish the task and go get milkshakes:

There’s Martin, Demetri Martin The Perrier win has left me smartin’

That is a reference to something that would have just happened, as this is the last night of the Fringe Festival and I assume they do awards at the end. Adam Hills had, in fact, been nominated for the Perrier Award that year, but Demetri Martin had beaten him. He had also been nominated the previous year, and lost to Daniel Kitson. And he'd been nominated the year before that, and lost to Garth Marenghi (Matthew Holness and Richard Ayoade). After 2003, he was no longer eligible for the award, putting him in the James Acaster class of people who were nominated several times but never won (not as many times as Acaster, but still).

John Oliver, he’s the man If that pipe won’t do it nothing can

You could make a lot of money if you put that on t-shirts and sold them. People won't even need to know the context.

David O-ha-doch-her-ty He comes from Ireland, the land of the green Daniel Kitson, he’s got a hammer He’s also got one motherfucking stammer

I mean, the way he added several extra syllables to DO'D's name so it'll scan for a song is still far from the least accurate pronunciation of that name that I've heard. What I like about this part is how absolutely no one reacts. They are all so engrossed in their cow destroying task, no one even looks up at Adam. DO'D doesn't want to engage with whether Ireland should be reduced to "the land of the green". Kitson does not retort about his stutter. Martin won't be drawn into competitiveness about the Perrier Award. They all have a very important job to do and will not be distracted.

It's time break this cow down It’s time to break this cow down It’s not time to chow down It’s time to break this cow down

Is anyone else beginning to suspect that Adam Hills may not have been 100% sober during the recording of this video? Though it is worth noting that the Chocolate Milk Gang got their name because they drank milkshakes instead of alcohol after late-night Edinburgh shows. Stewart Lee called it "a cult of abstinence built around Daniel Kitson" - which probably says more about Stewart Lee than anything else, if he thinks not getting drunk every night is a cult, but still. I think that means that the Chocolate Milk Gang members in this video (Kitson, Oliver, O'Doherty, Martin) all were sober they whole time they were taking apart the cow.

Late 'n' Live, Late 'n' Live, it's the very last night It's time to wrap this show up tight Send out the front, send out... Break the cow, break it in half Lead it out the front to the path

Another reference to bringing it out the door. So that must have been part of the challenge from the beginning, not something the audience spontaneously did. Break it in half, crowd surf it out, take it up the Royal Mile. But why?

Karen Koren, she's outside She's got petrol dripping down her eyes There was a fire at the Gilded Balloon The police found no one else was to blame If this season doesn't go well This fucking venue's going up in flames

Okay, it took me a while to work out the meaning of this part, but I know it now. Karen Koren was (and still is) the owner of the Gilded Balloon venue, which hosted (and still hosts) Late 'n' Live, a show that runs late into the night during multiple nights (most nights or maybe even all of them, I get the impression, at least back then, but I'm not entirely sure of that) of the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. Late 'n' Live has one person hosting all night, bringing on different comedians who do different stuff throughout the night, the lineup changes depending on availability and other stuff. Then when they're done (around 3 AM, I think, at least back then), they bring out a band to play and it becomes a dance floor. Daniel Kitson hosted it for several years in the late 90s/early 00s, and that's what was happening here, in 2003. It was, as Adam Hills said earlier, the "very last night" of the 2003 Edinburgh Fringe Festival, and this was that night's Late 'n' Live show, hosted by Kitson with all these other comedians around throughout the night. That's all useful context.

In late 2002, there was a fire in Cowgate, which is the neighbourhood in Edinburgh where the original Gilded Ballon was. The Gilded Balloon burned down, and was rebuilt nearby. So this event, less than a year later, is taking place in the rebuilt version.

So here's what Adam Hills was saying (jokingly, it's worth clarifying) with that verse: Karen Koren, owner of this building, is currently outside with petrol. If this year's shows at the Gilded Balloon don't go well enough to make as much money as she wants, she'll burn the building down (I guess for the insurance money or something, to make up for insufficient revenue). He's implying that that's how the previous year's fire happened, the police incorrectly found no one to blame, and she'll do it again if they don't make her happy.

The cow's in half, the cow's in half Let's hear it for the cow in half! My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Get out of bed at all The morning sun goes up my window, and I can't see at all Even if I could it'll all be grey But your picture on the wall Reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad...

All those lines after "Let's hear it for the cow in half" are from the Eminem song Stan, which is a different song from Lose Yourself, the one he was doing at the beginning. It is funny that Adam Hills forgot what Eminem song he was singing and started doing the wrong one. But it's not shocking. Because here's a clip from 4 at the Fringe, a BBC Radio 4 show that was recorded at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival - this episode was recorded at the Fringe in 2003, with Adam Hills compering, and here is doing some of his material between a couple of the acts:

At the Fringe Festival in 2003, Adam Hills had a bit in which he sang some of the Eminem song Stan. I assume all the bits he did during his compering were taken from his larger set that year, which means he'd have been doing that nearly every night for a month, every time he performed. So it was in his head. When he was, I'm going to guess, drunk, and he was on stage and hearing Eminem, he just automatically started singing Stan because he'd been doing it all month.

Crowd surf the cow, people.

Once the cow is broken in half and being crowd surfed out of there, Daniel Kitson high fives Demetri Martin and David O'Doherty, turns around to high five John Oliver, then hugs Adam Hills, like a sports team that's just won a big game. Great work everyone, real strong teamwork out there, couldn't have done it without you all, okay, hit the showers.

It is, and this is only the slightest of exaggerations, the cutest shit I've ever seen.

This video is going to haunt me for the rest of my fucking life. It's keeping me awake at night. If I could ask any of those comedians one question, my brain would pass by all the interesting intellectual things I want to know about some of my favourite creators of valuable works of artistic merit in the world, would give up the chance to learn anything about any of that, just to ask, "Where did you get the fucking cow?"

[the-type-a]

any 🌿🍃 duncney headcanons? Idk if this is out of ur zone or not. But i feel like duncan is just soft while high and says whatever comes to mind meanwhile courtney says she'd never ever smoke but ik shes always stressed out and has to every once in a while

Yess, I do have some! College life has given me some experience on this subject lmao

Duncan is so chill when he smokes. He’s so used to it that he’s literally able to function in practically any setting while high.

The only time Courtney has smoked is when she’s severely stressed. It helps her unwind and gets her in a deep sleep. She wakes up like a baby the next day.

Duncan’s definitely sold 🍃 in the past. Hell, he’s even made some bomb ass edibles too.

The first time Courtney smoked she was so so paranoid that she almost called 911 and everyone basically tackled her and told her she was fine.

If Duncney are around people (like at a party) and they ask them if they want a hit of the good shit and it’s already rolled Duncan pulls Courtney away and says no. You can’t trust random people like that.

Now if they’re asking to roll and Duncan can actually see it beforehand AND they know the people? Different story.

Courtney only shares with the KB5 though.

If they’re home alone and smoke they always order in, pop a movie in, and just relax into it.

Omfg they do edibles and go to the aquarium. (I want to do this so bad and it will be the only time I do anything related to this again.)