#why tf didn't this happen ?? or even his familiar

[dollfaced-erin]

𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟'𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕖 (Blade x F!Reader x Jing Yuan)

PART 13

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12

A/n : -

HI IM BACKKKKK sorry for disappearing so suddenly, i bet yall have been waiting and i am so so SO sorryyyy. Life news ! : I am a university student now ! I was seriously gonna update last week, but orientation week was EFFING HELL (like who tf sends me to sleep at 1, and then wake up at 5. not to mention the LINE TO THE SHOWERS-- anyways, now that things are a little more stable now, i should be updating again ! thank you for waiting and being so patient my beloveds ! Here is a little more lore dump before we get on with the main story !! I'll update that in a few days, i promise...i'm so sorry ;;-;;

Taglist : -

@rebeccawinters , @nayukiyukihira , @pix-stuff , @fluffy-koalala , @swivy123 , @starxao , @kaoyamamegami , @kimura-uzuri , @rsvye , @seikouryuu , @just-here-reading , @matsulovesyou, @sincerely-aaronette , @prettyliliy , @chibiduck , @hermosacolibri , @la-diablas-thingz , @farelady-fate , @everi-eve , @shadowfoxey , @helloyuki , @immahuman

"Lady (Y/n)...a-are you alright ?" the master diviner asked the dragon woman before her, eyes wide with concern and confusion.

"Wh...what happened...I...I don't remember what happened..." the legendary woman asked, looking at Fu Xuan with the same emotion swirling in her (e/c) eyes.

What was it that she had just witnessed earlier ? Why did she feel like something was missing from her...?

Something was indeed stolen from her.

"Lady (Y/n)...you...once you entered the Matrix of Prescience, I...I lost all connection to you. I couldn't reach your consciousness. It was as if something was in my place, watching over you instead. It blocked me out and..."

"And when I regained hold of the true reality, you and I are here, staring at each other..." Fu Xuan said, looking fearful and confused.

This wasn't something she had ever confronted before, not even past all those centuries of learning, studying, foreseeing and foretelling.

"Did you...see something...?"

"Perhaps...the Ambrosial Arbor's resurrection and the Stellaron contamination is hazing up the sea of ancient tales..."

Ambrosial....Arbor...

Stellaron...Contamination...

"My Lady ! Get back ! The infestation of the Plagues Author is overwhelming and will be breaching our ranks ! We must retreat !" called out a distant voice.

"Wh-what...?" (Y/n) muttered, feeling a blunt thumping in her head.

"No ! I mustn't hide ! He hasn't returned yet ! I must find him ! He needs me !" a familiar voice screamed out, pure terror and fear heard in her quivering voice.

The dragon lady stumbled backwards, finding it even hard to get a grasp of reality, much less balancing herself on her two feet. Her hand was put to her head, fingers digging into her head as she grimaced and winced. Eyes closed, as her ears blocked out all other noise.

"Lady Dan Jia !"

'Where...am I...?'

As she opened her eyes...she was in the dark, sinking further and further into the unknown. The darkness that engulfed her was cold, wet, and lonely...

Her tired (e/c) eyes only looked up, breaths escaping her lips forming bubbles of air varying in size and density. Her body felt heavy, head no longer pounding, as she submitted her fate to the deep unknown.

"No ! Why didn't it work ?! Why isn't she waking up !" a distraught voice screamed out through the sound of pattering rain.

It was as if a void had ripped through the space of unknown, bright light of the gloomy sky displayed before her. There was a horned man, dark brown hair shining with wetness from the rain as he held a figure tightly in his arms.

"No, no, no ! This wasn't supposed to happen ! She was supposed to survive, and she would wake up ! Why isn't she waking up ?!" the voice screamed desperately as he held the body close to his chest, tears running down his cheeks.

"Dan Jia ! D-Dan...Dan Jia ! Wake up ! Y-you were meant to awake after taking the heart ! Y-you weren't supposed to still be tied to the heart ! Why did you tie yourself to it ?!"

"Dan Jia..."

"My beloved sister..."

"Wake up...please..."

"Please...I beg you..."

"Open your eyes, sister..."

"I'm sorry..."

Tears escaped (Y/n)'s eyes as she watched the display of tragic love of siblings being displayed in front of her. The cries of Dan Feng as he cradled his sister in his arms pierced through the sound of rain.

"Now...I have no one..." the man said woefully.

"I betrayed you...I used Yingxing...I took advantage of your love towards your soulmate...I took advantage of your care to me...I took advantage of his devotion to you and his loyalty to me..."

"I had him bait you into stripping you of the Heart... our plan failed and she...she turned into a monstrosity. Because you weren't ready to give up the heart, not all power was surrendered to her...not all our authority was given to her..."

"Why...why did I force it from you...? Why did I have Yingxing bait you here ? Because I knew... you would never go against the Unpardonable Sins, if it wasn't Yingxing that wilted to the ground had his time come..."

"But now..."

Before she could hear more, the vision of the previous High Elder cradling his sister in his arms faded before her.

"Let me see her one more time..." a voice whispered, feeling defeated, relishing all hold of his fate to those who held him tight in their hold.

"Dan feng..." the slow lazy voice (Y/n) had recognized almost immediately.

"I said let me see her one more time !" The man roared, chains that held him down clashing and clanging as he refuted, his tail smashing wildly. Shackles that held him down was not spared a single glance. His skin was marred and raw from the friction, but he cared not.

All he craved for was a final glimpse of his sister, and he would go through the molting rebirth. He didn't care what they did to him. he didn't care what would happen to him after.

"Please...Jing Yuan....let me see my sister for the last time...I beg you..." the High Elder begged.

For the arrogant, high and might High Elder Imbibator Lunae to beg, kneeling on the ground by the feet of the current general of the Luofu...

"I was going to let you see her anyway. You deserve to see her one last time, at least." Jing Yuan replied, kneeling down to the level of his friend.

"Sister..." she heard as the rift before her dissipated just as the first vision did.

In that motionless space of time, she felt warm arms creeping from behind. They meant her no hostility, and she reacted not as they wrapped around her form, pulling her down. Her back then came into contact with another surface, warm and breathing, comforting and beating. Another chest.

"I'm...not her..." was the first thing that escaped her lips in that void.

"Dan Jia..." the voice replied again.

"Let me go."

And before her was the man she's been seeing constantly in her dreams. Though he wasn't real...

The man before her was a handsome man, even more so now that he was standing before her. His long brown hair flowed, his teal horns perched on his head glowing as brightly as his lustrous teal eyes. His expression was serious, without an ounce of regret that she had now addressed herself by a different name as he stood before her a few feet away.

"You are indeed still Dan Jia. You have the same face and voice, a voice I yearn to hear since you left. Yet your power...your memories...you--"

"I told you, I am not HER !" the woman screamed, hands to her heart as she screamed her lungs out, denying all the claims the man before her had spread out to the table.

"What makes you so sure that you aren't her ?"

"She may be my past..." (Y/n) said, her fan appearing in her hand.

The woman began running towards the man before her, her fan materializing in her hand.

"But she wont lead my future !"

"Ignorant." he replied, a spear forming in his hands, familiar to her eyes. But she knew it wasn't her own eyes. It was Dan Jia's.

With strength and fury running through her veins, she parried all the attacks struck by the man before her. Sparks flew from the collisions, as (Y/n) controlled her fan in her hand, sending strikes, even using telepathy and magic to control the weapon out of her hands.

The man never faltered, letting out his own lines of sorrow and reminiscence. He attacked back the woman before him, eyes clouded but expression stern.

"Your attacks are the same as hers. Your moves, your stance...it's all hers ! " He exclaimed, grabbing his spear and swinging it in her direction. "You are her ! Dan Jia !"

Suddenly the man launched up two fingers straight up. And (Y/n) gasped, feeling a tremendous amount of pain pierce her. Spears of water impaled her body, hooking her and pulling her down to the depths of the deep dark sea.

(Y/n) gasped and screamed, hands failing to try prevent herself from descending deeper into the water, familiar pain coursing through her veins. The sensation of her skin torn, her muscle and meat being torn out from her back and chest....

And the heart. The source of her power.

Or rather the lack of it.

Tears pricked her eyes as she endured the pain, her screams forming bubbles that drifted up to the surface who knows how many feet above her.

Phantom pain that coursed through her body caused her breathing to hitch, even when there was nothing at all that had even done so much as dented her skin, not even those spears.

All of that was just deep memories...

Memories...

Of Dan Jia...and her past.

Her smiles...her laughs...her dances...

Her joys and her sorrows...

And all those people appeared in her mind. Baiheng...Jingliu...Jing Yuan...Yingxing...

Where did all of them go...?

She couldn't think anymore...so she closed her eyes and let herself fall deeper and deeper.

"(Y/n), my princess..." the warm lazy voice of the man that had taken care of her since she awoke resounding loudly.

Her eyes opened to meet a vision of Jing Yuan as he helped her out of the starskiff, a warm and lazy smile playing on his lips, emotions swirling in his honey gold eyes.

But other people relapsed her mind as she reached out her hand to the man before her.

Bailu...Yanqing...Blade...Jing Yuan...

"(Y/n)..." the husky voice of the man she holds dear called out. Strong arms wrapped her figure from behind, as a head landed on her shoulder. She closed her eyes to bask in the feeling of his arms that held her close.

She was like them. Like Blade and Jing Yuan.

Blade who is just a shell of his former self and a living weapon that lives in Yingxing's shadow.

Jing Yuan who had lived for hundreds of years, but still living on no matter how much burden he had to shoulder since he was young.

(Y/n) is like them. A person who lives in the shadow of her former self, yet carries the burden, pain and memories of the person she no longer was.

Visions of her past self and current self began to surge into her, reminding her of who she once was, reminding her of who she is. The pain that surged her body was proof enough that she was still who she was trying to run from.

What Dan Feng is saying has some truth to it. But he was wrong.

She was indeed Dan Jia... but she is (Y/n) as well.

"You...killed me once..." she whispered, feeling determination consume her fragile and pure soul as she opened her eyes, bright (e/c) eyes that ebbed with the shine of a Vidyadhara High Elder.

"You took my power...and my lover..." she said, voice growing stronger as her hands as she began to channel as much energy into her arms, trying to rise to the surface.

"So don't get in the way of my future !" She screamed, powering through the pain that pulsed through her body, overcoming the suffering that kept her awake with the new resolution.

The water around her burst, releasing her from its cold and harsh conditions. Her horns and tail shone brightly alongside the power that seeped from the vibrancy of her eyes. Her fan appeared once again in her hand, and the faint tingling from the windchime earring on her right ear reminded her of herself.

Chains came up from the ground, shackling her in place, just as she had seen in her visions. Dan Feng chained down to the ground, in the shackling prison, alone and cold.

"You will pay for the sights and visions you have seen. For you and me are one of the same heart. One of the same power. One of the same High elder of the Luofu."

"I will not atone for this sins you have committed ! I refuse to be subjected to a life I did not lead myself into ! And you shouldn't let him suffer either !" she said as she pulled at the chains.

"You have nowhere to run." The man before her said.

"But I have someplace to return !" She declared back, swinging her fan powerfully as the water bent to her command, breaking the chains beneath her.

The man before her looked stunned, his long brown hair flowing freely before a warm, unfamiliar smile graced his lips. The woman before him was still as fragile as ever. Kind and gentle, as her attacks never meant to land a hit on him at all.

It was still his sister that was standing before him. All grown up. Independent.

The dragon woman before him was still fearful of him, and he didn't blame her. After all, he had caused her demise of the past...involving her without consent, with consequences spiraling out of his power.

"Very well...lead a life you would regret the least..." the dragon man before her said.

"But remember...the pain that you bring with you upon obtaining these memories and power shall be yours alone to handle."

"For blood runs thicker than water."

"She's awake ! Hurry, get the Master Diviner ! The Imbibator Saltator has awoke !" Said a bright and familiar voice.

As (Y/n) opened her eyes, she was met with the worried eyes of the current High Elder of the Vidyadhara. But for some reason...she felt particularly close to this...girl.

"Are you alright ? Try not to stress yourself out too much. You've been through a lot..." The dragon lady said.

The way her turquoise eyes shone brightly with mischief and childish delight...the way her purple hair flowed freely behind her as she ran around. The way she called (Y/n)'s name so gently and carefully.

"Baiheng...?" She said, letting the name slip past her lips without her realizing.

"No...sorry...Miss...Bailu. I let a slip of tongue a moment there..." she said, shaking her head softly as she tried to sit up.

"No, it's alright. I understand that you can still be a little disoriented !" Bailu said, brightly, handing her a cup of Immortal's Delight.

Why did she feel so...close to Bailu...?

Why...did she call Bailu...Baiheng...?

Then it hit her.

She never knew what happened to Baiheng.

She wondered what had transpired once she had been subdued to a cold and deep slumber for a couple hundred years...

But she for sure couldn't see Blade and Dan Feng's reincarnation the same way ever again...

[quitealotofsodapop]

TMKATI AU Wukong accidently spawning pig ears every now and then. Only seems to happen when around Pigsy for extended periods of time or when he's looking for dad flavored validation. Pigsy at first thinks he's being mocked and complains to his husband. Tang subtly asks Wukong about the ears in private just to find out Wu had NO IDEA he was doing it! Pigsy is crying. Years later, after Wu finally found out it was happening and actively tries not to bc thats embarrassing, he texts Pigsy an unsteady photo of little MK messing with his hair in a mirror oblivious to being watched, trying to shape a second ear with gel he found. Child is frustrated. Caption: "What the baby doin???"

Another photo of MK noticing his audience and lighting up. Caption: "Hold on, he's asking for help"

Last photo, half an hour later. Both Wukong and MK are in the photo. MK in his dad's lap with Wu's head on top of his, both beaming at the camera. Both sporting fuzzy "pig ears." Wukong's are the manifested ears from before, MK's are his natural bang and a second ear sculpted with hair and gel. Caption: "He didn't understand why he was the only one to 'inhawit' anything from Dadsy and why he was missing an 'ear', so we fixed it lol :P"

Pigsy is INCONSOLABLE

omg, Wukong's limited shapeshifting abilities manifesting when he's in an emotional state/mood is so based.

I feel like shapeshifting is *not* uncommon among demons, many use it to appear "more human" and fit in, or to hide blemishes or injury, or even just to fit inside buildings. But the side of it thats effected by the user's emotions is not 100% well known. It's like only seeing experts in sports or games, you have a hard time telling whats "Hard" or a "Beginner" move.

I'm imagining Pigsy and "Wu" cleaning up after a very busy and stressful day (first time Wu has ever handled a rush hour), and they're just chilling when a convo like this occurs;

Pigsy (wiping down the kitchen): "You didn't screw up." Wu, sweeping: "Huh?" Pigsy: "For someone who hasn't worked in the service industry for a long time, you did really good today. I'm proud of you." Wu, quietly smiling: "Thanks..." Wu: (*suddenly shapeshifts a pair of pig's ears*) Pigsy, confused: "Tf?? Was that intentional? Whatever, he's weird enough already." ₍ •̀ ⚇•́₎

Later he mentions it to Tang, a little offended thinking Wu could have been mocking him, only for the scholar to point something out;

Tang: "Wait. You said he spawned pig ears when you told him you were proud of him?" Pigsy: "Yeah! He didn't even comment on it or nothin'! He just finished cleaning, still with the ears on!" Tang, thinking: "Well it's said that demons who use shapeshifting a lot can glitch out when they feel strong emotions." Pigsy (rarely uses shapeshifting): "Huh?" Tang: "Yeah. You telling Wu that you were proud of him probably meant a lot to him, and his magic responded by trying to mimic you." Pigsy: "Why??" Tang, shrugging: "I dunno. The article I read said it most often occurs in interspecies adoption since kids want to *be* like their parents and- Piggy are you crying?!" Pigsy: (*emotional at the realisation that Wu likely sees him as a father figure and/or role model*) "No." (*Lie*)

Macaque witnesses Wukong do this one day and just snickers. Him and Nezha are just quietly betting on how long it'll take for Wukong to even notice that his normal monkey ears now have a permanent "flop" to them, like a pig's ear.

At least until Nezha looks at himself in a mirror and notices that his regular tiny red face markings have spread into a suspiciously familiar... heart-shape. He clams up about any emotional shapeshifting after that.

I am just adoring the phone scenario with MK thinking his hair bang was him inheriting Pigsy's ears, it's so cute! X3

And the baby isn't shy about shapeshifting either. Pigsy and Wukong were super-confused when they went into the resturant one day and saw a little brown piglet standing there - only to both scream with amazement/pride when they realised that MK had manifested his first ever *full* transformation.

On the flip-side Macaque has been accidentally spawning fox ears and extra tails for centuries since his biggest parental figure was Jiuweihuli - who like her title indicates, is a nine tailed fox. He mostly has it under control, but the extras tend to "pop out" when he's being very catty or mischievious.

The vixen warns Macaque about flagrantly shapeshifting or "You'll get stuck like that" as any mother does like to a kid pulling a silly face.

When MK is born with three tails (like his kaiju form), Jiuweihuli smugly declares herself correct - after sobbing with joy after meeting her adoptive grandbaby.

[dreamofdawn]

Hi hi! Can I request for Luxiem where they play horror games with the reader?

✧✧You ask and you shall receive ✧✧

Main pairing: Luxiem x Reader/you (separately)

Au: none

Genre: Fluff (slight crack)

Type: [HEADCANONS], One shot, or Series

Characters: Vox Akuma, Ike Eveland, Shu Yamino, Mysta Rias, Luca Kaneshiro, Reader

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Luxiem playing horror game with You.

✧VOX AKUMA ✧

The sweet voice demon. We know that vox like playing horror games, and he also likes spending time with you! So why not combined them together?

Vox LOVES spending time with you, either cooking, cuddling or just laying around.

You two were quite bored and had nothing to do, when vox suddenly got an idea.

"Dearest? I have a suggestion."

"oh? What is it Vox?"

"You said the other day that you wanted to learn how to play FNAF? Right?"

"ah yes, why is that?"

Why don't I teach you now? Since both have us have a lot of free time."

You agreed and so the (pain and suffering) game begun!

Both of you went to his set up and started laying the game, he was teaching you how to do play (such a gentleman) but ofc it's not Vox Akuma without the teasing.

So be prepared cause this man would tease you over the littlest thing. When a jumpscare suddenly happened and you screamed on the top of your lungs, hu just laughed at you while you were panicking.(ofc he still helped you by giving some hints.)

While yes he is a tease and you screaming your lungs out may not be the best, both of you still had great time. I'd say that's a great way to spend time with someone: 8/10

✧IKE EVELAND ✧

Ah the sweet novelist, Ike ofc is very familiar with horror games he plays them(ofc his a stream for fucks sake) you knew this.

Ike love spending with you, you also love that. So here you are trying out the new horror game that you suggested both of you play.

You were sitting on his lap as both of you try to clear a certain level. Let's see how this plays:

"WAIT! I SEE HIM I SEE HIM IKE!! MOVE!"

"ÄLSKLING IM TRYING BUT HIS TOO FAST!"

"HOW TF IS HE RUNNING SO FUCKING FAST!"

"I DONT KNOW??!!"

Well safe to say y'all have the time of your life(even tho your throats hurt in the end)

The neighbors almost called the cops because of how loud you two are, but you managed to tell them that no there is no murder in your house.

You both are loud but it was fun because both of you managed to spend some great and fun quality time together if I do say so myself:8.5/10

✧SHU YAMINO ✧

Ah the calm and collected sorcerer, Shu I'd say is a great partner for playing horror games!

He is a great shupport for you, and that's why you suggested both of you play this game together to spend time and maybe try to get shu to scream (you didn't heard that from me)

Anywho both of you were on you computer and started playing, but seems like the both of you don't have a clue how your throat will hurt after this huh:

"SHU! HELP MEEEEE!!"

"I'm upstairs babe!"

"HOW TF ARE YOU CALM??!"

"BABE! They are behind you!"

"AHHH-"

Quite chaotic I'd say..

But both of you managed to get all of the endings with the cost of 😱 screaming and almost losing you sanity because of the game.

After the game you couldn't sleep because still being haunted by the man that was chasing you for 5 mins.

So both of you just decided to have an all nighters to forget it eventually?: 9.5/10.

✧MYSTA RIAS ✧

I can already smell the chaos both of you will do-

Moving that a side *ahem" Mysta Rias would be the perfect panther if you have strong ears because screaming will be almost there every second-

Anyways both you and Mysta were figuring out what to play, when he suddenly brought the idea to play Vox suggested.

So now here both of you are screaming on the top of your lungs as you tried to escape the murder chasing mysta -

"BABE! HELP ME!! HIS CHASINGS ME! WAIT WHAT TF?!"

"IM SORRY MYSTA YOU HAVE TO WAIT A FEW MINUTES IM TRYING TO FIND THE DOOR!! AHH-!"

"NONONONO! HIS RIGHT BEHIND MEEEE!"

"YOU CAN HANDLE IT MYSTA-!"

Now that's chaos

It took guys about 5 and 1/2 hours to finally finish the game because both of you keep losing all of your life.

Super load but fun as you both rest in your bed chilling around like both of you were not screaming like your being murdered- :10/10 very beautiful chaos.

✧LUCA KANESHIRO ✧

Ah the pog boss, sweet sweet Luca.

Luca would be a fun partner in a horror game! He would cheer you on while both of you tried to finish the game(even when his dead-).

You both played multiple horror and non-horror games in the past, so both of you decide to try a new one testing if both of you are brave enough and to see who screamed first.

Lets just say both of you screamed almost the same time-

"LUCA I LOVE YOU BUT PLEASE DONT DIE I CANT FINISH THIS ONE ON MY OWN!"

"YOU CAN DO IT!!"

" LUCA PLEASE LOOK BEHIND YOU THEY ARE ALMOST THERE!!"

"OH SHOOT- WAITWAITWAIT PLEASE-"

Really interesting I'd say.

In the end you guys finished hald of the game since your throat was hurting and you didn't want to lose your voice.

And Luca too he was worried for you and your voice so both of you just sat down and played some Mario kart to pass time.

(And to see who's better at playing) Anyways overall very fun!: 8.3/10

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A/n: another request done! Hope you enjoy! This was fun to write. (Apologies it's short)

[cashmakozume]

dumpster love

once upon a time (tf is blue flavoured ୨ৎ)

⟡ m.list

you felt everything in slow motion. the way the bag of sweets you bought for the team fell onto the ground first and you saw the ground get closer. you closed your eyes, bracing yourself for the impact and you hit the ground, embarrassed.

you can hear kuroo's cackle as you lay on the ground and you made a mental note to smack him later. you didn't want to move, you'd rather have the ground crack open and swallow you whole than to face your friends, who clearly are enjoying the show.

"hey, are you okay?"

a voice broke you out of your thoughts. you forgot that you ran into an actual human being. you quickly got up and started apologizing immediately.

"holy shit, i'm so sorry!" you rambled. "i wasn't looking at where i was going and i just fucking ran i'm so- fuck i'm sorry i feel so bad-"

"hey hey it's fine! you're the one who fell." the stranger chuckled.

you started picking up the candy that was left on the ground and the stranger helped you pick up the last few straggling packets.

"thank you, and i'm really sorry about earlier." you smiled at him.

you gave him a wave goodbye and started running towards the gym, where your friends were waiting.

"fucking hell," kuroo started. "that was the funniest thing i've seen all day." he choked out, struggling to even say a few words as he was laughing at your misery.

yaku had tears streaming down his face and kenma was just looking at you with a smile while reaching out for the candy he wanted.

"dude, it was so fucking embarrassing. i didn't even know the guy." you passed kenma the entire bag.

you dragged yaku by his shirt and entered the gym. you were starting to calm down a little and decided to just accept your fate that the three of them would tell the rest of the team what happened and you would be hearing it till the end of time. if it's not the entire team, it would definitely be yaku not letting you live it down.

"hello, thank you for having us!" a familiar voice echoed in the hall.

you froze for a moment and turned around to see the guy you ran into, standing at the entrance of the gym. yaku followed your eyes and started to laugh even harder than before and all you wanted was for god to smite you.

you ran into your new school mate.

⟡ inch resting...

⟡ the entire nekoma vbc loves their sweet little treats

⟡ coach nekomata appreciates that you come down for practice even though you don't have to

⟡ tbh he also wonders why you don't want to be manager

note from miyako

written chapter so quick into a smau i'm so sorry BUT IDK HOW ELSE TO DO IT SUE ME

✗⚬ﾒ𝟶, m ♡

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[georgethequeerpuppet-blog]

So I thought about it, and I have decided that I'm going to post my COD au here as well!

I really would love it if you guys interacted with it over on AO3, but if you wanna read it here, by all means!

Oasis ~ GhostxSoap

(Blurb)

Moving to a new town should have been easy compared to everything Johnny has gone through in his life.

And yet, life continues to throw challenges at him like he's a fucking dart board.

He didn't mean to lay his bike down in the middle of an empty street, at 3-something in the morning.

He didn't mean to come across 141.

And yet, that neon oasis might be the best thing that has ever happened to him.

Or

Post-Military AU where Soap was never a part of the TF.

The 141 is a garage that happens to be open 24/7.

Hurt and comfort ensues.

Onto the fic!

Chapter 1 - Neon

(Soap's POV)

Like an oasis in a barren desert.

A lighthouse across stormy waters.

A beacon of hope in the vast pitch black of night.

The neon 'Mechanic Open' sign was a beautiful sight.

Against the dark backdrop of 3am suburbia, Johnny couldn't help but feel like this whole situation was a bit surreal. A new town, unfamiliar roads. Odd sounds. Hell, even the air was different. It was like the world was against him, and the nightmares had been keeping him up until odd hours.

His bike was the only familiar thing, now. So of course... he had to go and lay it down in the middle of a dew-slick street.

Thankfully, he had been the only one around to witness his own embarrassment. He and his bike had hit the ground hard.

Unfamiliar streets, and all that.

They were both scraped up, and Johnny found himself limping as he wheeled his girl closer to the town centre. His phone, miraculously, had stayed attached to its mount during the crash. Hell, Maps was still running!

He was scared to start her back up, though. There was something dripping from her engine, but Johnny wasn't about to stop in the middle of the street to investigate.

That's why when - after what felt like at least ten hours of walking - he spotted the mechanic and relief flooded his battered body.

His hobbling slowed the closer he got. Once he reached the driveway, Johnny could see that the shop was actually pretty big for the neighbourhood he was in. A large building with three open roller doors. Warm white light illuminated the space. There was a smaller building attached to the left side, another 'Open' sign flashing on the glass door.

Johnny wheeled his girl up the brick driveway. There was a vintage Cadillac in the bay closest to what he assumed was the office. Its hood was up, but the garage was empty.

The Scotsman stopped just before the entrance of the middle bay, nudging the kickstand down with his bad leg.

A clatter came from his left, and Johnny's head snapped up. The fly screen door that must have lead into the office had been propped open, and a man with an impressive pair of mutton chops was looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Bike troubles?"

Johnny shrugged, his shoulder aching from where he'd landed on it. "Had a wee accident."

The man latched the door open before walking over to where Johnny was standing. Analytical eyes ran over the bike. Over the scuffs along her side. Over the broken foot peg and the missing side mirror.

"Mostly cosmetic, but I'd be happy to look it over. Run some diagnostics and such. When'd it happen?"

Johnny checked his watch, only to find the screen smashed to shit. He plucked his phone off the mount and went back through his route history. "About... forty five minutes ago?"

 

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(Price's POV)

The man in front of him was a tough bastard if he was standing outside the garage only 45 minutes post-accident.

John's eyes roved over his figure. In the dim light outside the garage, the only wear and tear he could see was a scuff on his right glove. But given the damage on the left side of the bike, John suspected that a majority of the issues were currently bathed in the darkness of their driveway.

"My name's John, but most just call me ‘Cap’."

The man nodded his helmeted head, sticking out his right hand. John shook it with a significantly more gentle touch than he normally would. The last thing he wanted to do was make the man’s injuries worse.

"Soap- that's what- people call me Soap."

John wasn't about to judge him, given that his business partner seemed to think 'Ghost' was a suitable way to introduce himself.  "Why don't we put her in one of the indoor bays?"

John opened the smaller roller door behind Bay 3 and took the bike from Soap's hands once he had put the kickstand back up. The three bays around the back were mostly reserved for bikes, given the smaller entrance points. Though, Bay 4 was permanently taken up by Gaz's poker table and Simon's Harley.

He set Soap's bike up in Bay 5, before turning his attention back to their new client. John had been correct to assume the damage was primarily on his left side.

There was a large graze down the side of his thigh. Denim torn and spotted with blood. Scuffs ran up the length of his left arm, with a deep gouge out of the leather on his shoulder. But what he was most concerned about was the scratch on the side of his helmet.

"You need to get checked out by a doctor, son."

Soap jolted, as if he hadn't expected John to speak. Even with the dark visor hiding his features, John could see his hesitation.

"Ahm not a... huge fan o' hospitals."

John walked around the bike to stand in front of the other man. A hand made its way onto Soap's right shoulder.

"One of my boys is a retired army medic. Wha'd you say to lettin’ ‘im check you out?"

Soap was quiet for a long moment. But then he reached up and unclipped his chin-strap, before pulling the helmet off his head.

The first thing John's eyes were drawn to was the dark, overgrown mohawk. But his attention soon shifted to Soap's eyes. A beautiful ocean blue. Too blue. It was unusual to see on someone real. Most people with eyes like Soap's were confined to TV screens.

The third thing he noticed was the bloody cut slicing through his eyebrow. And the fourth? The fact that he was exactly Simon's type. Almost ridiculously so.

"Ah guess that'd be okay. Mah leg is a wee bit sore."

"I can imagine," John snorted, taking Soap's helmet from him and guiding him towards the door to their staff room.

He set the helmet on the break table and waved for Soap to sit on the couch. "Back in a moment."

John quickly made his way back into the office. It was nearly 4 in the morning, but Gaz always got up early. He was usually in by 6. So John had no issue calling him.

The phone only rang twice before Gaz's familiar voice answered.

"Yeah?"

"Can you come in early?"

"Why?"

Despite the question, John knew Gaz was already getting up and ready to make his way over. And it wasn't just because he could hear the man moving around.

"Had a client come in. Crashed 'is bike. Need you to check 'im out."

Gaz hummed. "Ghost is the bike expert, Cap."

"No. I need you to check the client out, not the bike. He doesn't want to go to the hospital. Stands like a vet."

"Oh, shit. Okay. I'll be over in ten."

Gaz hung up before John could say 'thank you'.

Pre-emptively, he grabbed the first aid kit Gaz kept under the front desk and made his way back to the staff room.

Soap was sitting where he'd left him. Though, he'd taken the chance to peel his jacket off and drape it over the back of the couch - torn shoulder side up.

John dropped the kit onto the table before moving to grab a bottle of water from the fridge. Soap took it with a grateful smile and a wince.

There wasn't much John was comfortable doing without Gaz present. But he could at least give Soap some gauze and direct his own hand to the cut on his eyebrow.

"Any ideas on how you got that one?"

Soap glanced over at his helmet. "Ah think mah intercom came loose. Ah don't know. Ah just remember somethin' cracking an' then hittin' me. It might still be in there."

John grabbed the helmet from where he had placed it. Inspecting the inside he saw that, sure enough, the bracket for the internal mic had snapped and was hanging by its wire. There was a sharp shard of plastic jutting out of the end of it.

John unplugged the jack and held up the offending piece equipment for Soap to see. "Yer right."

Soap merely nodded, taking a swig of his water with his free hand. "Ah'm just glad that mah eye's still in mah fookin’ skull."

John laughed. The kid had a good sense of humour. Unfortunately.

He was definitely Simon's type.

[short-black-diamond]

May I request Blue Exorcist Lucifer relationship headcanons with a half angel female s/o? Please and thank you!

Not me looking up who tf Lucifer from blue exorcist is, I only watched the first season... ☠

Also, I'm doing this like a fic, so it's going to be very long!

Anywaysssss, I tried my best! Also, I'm sorry for taking so long! 

I didn’t proofread..

Here you have:

Lucifer's relationship with a half angel s/o!

I hope it's okay if I put this in headcannons...

How you two first met:

So, as I have researched, your dear Lucifer is a polite man, level-headed and has great manners!

I'd like to think that he likes to go on walks and such, just...enjoying the peace and quiet.

And where would that fit best?

Right.

A cemetery.

So, as he looks over the many graves, reading some familiar names to which he apologizes in his head, also wishing them a peaceful afterlife, he hears you.

You're not crying. Rather talking. Sitting in front of a row of graves, putting a different kind of flower species in a bouquet to every single grave which you've decided to grace with your presence.

Now, don't get me wrong. He didn't know that you were an angel, or a half angel, at least. You looked like a decent human to him.

But, he was intrigued with the way you spoke to a bunch of dead people as if they could hear you. But oh well, everyone had their fair way of coping when dealing with losing their loved ones.

Lucifer could see your face, you kneeled in front of a small grave, your hands starting to shake.

He goes over to you, ready to help, when he sees wings spreading out from behind your back.

He quickly looks around him as if to make sure that no one is here.

But surprisingly, there's no other person beside him except you and the hundred other dead people buried in the ground.

Then he mentally slaps himself, because why did he check if anybody was looking? those were your wings and not his.

Just as he could think deeper into this, you spoke up. "Oh, I'm so sorry, ah. Um, well, you see, those are....not-not ...real?", you muttered, gesturing to your very real looking wings. trying to lie. Too bad you were partly an angel, so not telling the truth was rather impossible for you.

He gave you a look.

To which you slumped your shoulders.

With a sigh, you introduced yourself. "My name is Yira Hideyo, and you are...?"

You didn't expect him to turn into a gentleman though. "I am Lucifer, also known as the King of the Light. And I couldn't help but notice how...etheral, you looked while you conversed with the gone."

You looked to the graves, a sad and solemn expression on your face. your wings dissapeared. "They're...my friends. They all died during a tragic incident. And what will happen now? Will you kill me?"

He was perplexed, to say the least. You elaborated. "Well, you're like, the king of the light, Lucifer, and you're most possibly a demon. My identity was revealed to you the moment I showed my wings to the public eye."

He sighed. "I am not really one to look for danger, war, or negativity. I want peace."

You didn't trust him at first, but after you two talked about what he was meaning and what you'd like for the world, you two started to become...aquaintances.

How you two got together:

Lucifer frequented that place from now on, in hopes of seeing you again. Because first of all, why was an angel like you here on earth? How did your friends die? And ... why did he even want to see you at all?

It all started to make sense when he felt weird sensations whenever you noticed him and waved at him. When you smiled.

When you talked to him about anything and everything. You leading the conversation and him following. A half angel and a demon falling in love with each other.

He asked you out to dinner, after half a year of getting close to you. He felt like you'd be right by his side. Even though you were a half angel, how you'd explained. You told him that you couldn't return home to the heavens, which is why you had to stay here on earth and mourn the dead.

But, you also had to look after an adoptive pet your higher ups have ordered you to. To look after a bunny.

His dinner plans might have been cancelled, but he got to meet an even softer side of you than he did the past months.

You were much more quiet, calm, slow and friendly around that little furball. He adored it.

"This...is a bunny." "Wanna pet it?" “Yes.”

And that’s how he knew that he fell in love with you. 

You were just so...friendly. You did as you were told. You were calm. And he was the same as you. He felt like being together with you would be a good option. So he asked you while laying his hand on that pet of yours. 

You were hesistant, of course. I mean, who wouldn’t be when a literal demon king would ask you to become his significant other. 

You didn’t care if the higher ups in heaven would cut off your wings, because you fell in love with the beautiful man too. 

You loved how well-spoken he was, or how much of a gentleman he could be. He looked at you with nothing but fondness in his eyes. 

You could remember vivdly when he showed you his illness and you just spoke a few spells to cure it (let’s just pretend it went like that), revealing not only a romantic personality, but good looks too.

And when the higher ups tried to take you to heaven to cut off your wings and turn you into a human or worse, a demon, Lucifer defended you, taking you, your belongings and your pet bunny with him to his home. 

There, you two stayed undercover. But, it was nice. To know that the King of Light would protect you from the people who sent you down to earth to do such...human things. 

Now, talking about your guys’ relationship (I’m sorry it took so long, I just tend to write much, like a story to get into the flow, you know?), I think that it would be a very calm and loving one. 

Lucifer would compliment your very appearance daily, also your voice when you sang a song, ask about the different kinds of flowers again and again so that he could burn them in his mind. 

His love language would be acts of service, like giving you gifts, doing some household chores when you were not able to, giving you a massage or just simply being with you in one room. 

This leads to his second type of love language. Along with acts of service, he would be really into quality time, and I think he would also be a touch-starved person. I headcannon that because of his illness, nobody wanted to get close to him in fear of getting infected, so when you touched his cheek or hand the first time, he felt anxious, telling you to not touch him. 

But, after talks and reassurements such as lingering touches, the demon finally gave in and let you hug him, which was something he never knew he needed until this very moment. He is a clingy, touch deprived gentleman. 

Referring back to your wings, I think he would be mesmerized. It could be the first time that he had seen a woman with the wings of a bird attached to her back. Leading to him constantly giving you back massages in hopes of getting your non-existent back pain from having such large wings away. 

He also asked you to show him your wings again, and when you also offered for him to touch them, he hesitated. But when he touched the feathers, ir felt like he touched clouds. Soft and fluffy to the touch.

To the topic of you being some sort of half angel, Lucifer thought that you could have done womething wrong. 

But then you explained to him that you were about to become an angel. You were just a dead person, who has done too many good deeds to go to her afterlife. And that was how you were practically forced to watch your loved ones either keep climbing up to heaven or slide down to enivetable hell. 

Some nights would be spent with you crying over all the people you had to leave in order to become an angel, but you didn’t even accomplish that- to which Lucifer felt very guitly. It was his fault that you couldn’t become a full angel after all. 

When he asked you what a whole angel could do, you only shrugged your shoulders in childish wonder, because you genuinly didn’t know the answer either. 

That was how he promised himself to take care of you from now on, so that these stupid higher ups wouldn’t take you from him.

So, all in all, your guys’ relationship would be very sweet and loving. Even though there would be some dark moments with you thinking about your dead friends, and Lucifer thinking about putting hell and earth (or was it heaven??) together, you two would always comfort each other.

...

Phew, I hope it was alright with you. I think that given to the lack of information about that character - or maybe he had more screentime- I couldn’t really give him a personality other than making him polite and calm...sorry.

Anyways, I’m open for other requests!

[dxmoness]

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 - 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

character(s): Eros Vasilios (again)

manhwa(s): Your Throne

when tf did I reach over 100 followers- I don't check it often and I- thank you for 146 followers, love you all <333

was gonna make a mutuals post, but idk what to do so I'll come up with one eventually.

Before she could reply to the male's taunting response, she blacked out finding herself in a never-ending void of darkness. Until a ray of sunlight shown on her that is.

Raising her hand to shield herself from the bright beam of light, she eased herself up. The room looked unscathed for a room that had been trashed by that male last night.

A shaky breath escaped her as her fingers touched the place where his hand had been the night before. Her lips were still okay it seemed no scar emerged nor a bruise on her body from which she had last been slammed to the wall. The only thing was what happened after she blacked out.. The answer was not found on her body therefore she stood up looking around to find a simple note.

'If you are reading this, I've left. I've cleaned your room if that gives you comfort for me trespassing. I would've cared less, but I needed no trace of me left therefore cleaning the room was most necessary. No I didn't do anything to you or anyone else. Rest assured pretend as if our meeting was a dream. There is no need for stupid questions asked to the emperor.' There was no signature found on the paper just a feeling that it was the same male.

This son of a b*tch just left her with a dumb note that barely answered any question. All he did was point out the obvious. Opening the door as quietly as possible she padded her way to the garden. Perhaps there would be a place to bring her mind at ease. On her way there she heard a muffled voices from the door.

"Did you hear? Someone decided to break in last night!" She peeked through the slightly closed door to see three maids huddled together talking in hushed tones. "How frightening! I'm surprised he didn't do anything!"

The other maid nodded in agreement while the other seemed unaware of the current conversation. "Amanda?" The said girl blinked back to reality as she mumbled a halfhearted apology, barely even caring if the girls looked at her with perplexed expressions.

"I seem to have gotten carried away, I'm fine really-!" The girl babbled on about how much she was behind sleep.

That maid was a suspect for her. She'll have to talk with her later on. Taking a note of her noticeable features, she left with a note to herself that there was a needed talk with the girl and herself.

Finally reaching the gardens, she sat on one of the benches to make herself comfortable. Suddenly a hand ruffled up her already messed up hair. "Eh-?" Looking up her eyes met with the familiar sight of the prince who was smiling with such delight to see her. Ah of course he'd come to find her why wouldn't he..

"Good morning, Your Highness." She quickly got up to bow to the prince who was seemingly enjoying the view of her, to much of her annoyance it seemed he wished to dine with her for breakfast.

"I wish to eat with you if that's alright." Eros said, there was a need to ask first and not order around like how he would to every other noble who walked in this castle for this was not any other person, but the girl he wished to take as his.

"I'm sorry Your Highness but I've already eaten my fill." She had to come up with such a lie to get herself out of this situation. Dining with the prince was exciting and all, but she still had a lot of things on her mind. It was also a good thing to keep in mind of the risk that lay in lying to a royal. She shudder as she remembered what had happened to her lord husband, no, that couldn't possibly happen to her. They had no evidence of her lies plus it was a necessity if she was fighting to survive.

Eros' face held disappointment as he wavered on. "Very well. Shall tea this afternoon be suffice?" He asked. He needed to have some time with her at the very least. All this castle gossip about a visitor in the night could get in her head and that would do more harm than good.

She flinched at this notion. "I suppose so." She responded with slight ease. The air was extremely intoxicated with tension. That tension was not one she would welcome with ease.

Eros simply nodded before heading back inside. "Make sure to come back in soon. Too much sun could dehydrate you, my lady." He called back before leaving in a rush.

Name exhaled deeply as the sounds of nature continued around her. The breezy wind blew the leaves slowly, causing them to rustle softly. Birds sang their songs with joy as they gathered near the fountain to drink.

She watched with fascination as the little animals continued on with their day. Good for them. They didn't have to deal with a prisoner husband, a overly welcoming prince, and a total airhead of a stranger who didn't bother telling her who he was.

"My lady?" A frantic shriek from a maid woke her from her trance.

"What is it?" She asked, trying her hardest to keep in focus. The maid's face betrayed her thoughts easy. Something horrid had happened. She felt it.

"It's your husband!" Her vision slowly disoriented as she toppled over with panic and fright. Something had happened to her beloved? What could pos... No.

"Show me." She ordered trying her best to keep calm and not go frantic over everything though this failed. By the time they got there, a swarm of guards hurried around to make haste. "What happened here?" Her voice wavered, mind wishing over and over that it wasn't what she thought it was.

Then it came. The words she had dreaded. "Your lord husband has been brutally murdered, my lady." The impact knocked her out completely as she collapsed on the floor, her maid shrieking at the sight of her lady but she did not care.

Her husband was dead..

Her eyes filled as her vision blurred, sobs coming out of her. She was breaking down in a public sight of servants but she could barely care. The only man who could ever love her died and it wasn't even a good and peaceful death like he wished. Brutally murdered.. Her heart hurt as she reeled. Who would be sick enough to brutally murder one of the empire's most respected?

She couldn't keep herself from crying as she continued breaking down. A sudden movement came forth around her. She could not see through her blurry vision. Rubbing the tears away, vision finally fixing back she saw the crowned prince. His face was solemn as he pulled her up. "It's a saddening truth, my lady." He whispered, wrapping his arms around the girl. "I will make sure to do everything so that your husband may have the best funeral possible." He leaned and kissed her forehead. "For know please retire to your room and try to cheer up. It hurts to see you cry." Name nodded meekly, completely blinded by his words to notice the male's satisfied look.

Watching her retreat in silence, he went into the dungeons where the crime had happened. This so-called murder had been no ordinary murder. Nor this victim was no ordinary victim. This was a necessary move for his game. The king was down. Now he will move forth to the queen.

"If only you had given her to me at will, old friend." He chuckled. "Maybe you would've kept your valuable life."

[caliburn-the-sword]

up to chapter 10. first winter thoughts!!!

thanks to miss marissa meyer because literally everything about winter completely makes up for the fact that i had to go through fairest. also this time i wasn't too lazy to take photos sometimes!! (don't ask me how it's less effort to type up quotes instead of just taking a photo, sending it to my email and downloading the photo from there-- and oh never mind it is still a lot of effort and is only worth it for chunks of paragraphs)

"dark side of luna" made me remember that one side of the moon is perpetually day time. i'm assuming that's where everyone lives since people need vitamin D. hope worldbuilding expands on what it's like during "night time" which is to say when it's late

i think this is the first time we've had a significant time jump between books. it's been months since war started, whereas the past few books only had days between them. idk if i'm disappointed yet because it means we skip a significant portion of the development between winter and scarlet, as well as seeing how kai integrates with the rest of the rampion crew. (note: or it's only been a month????)

ahh do the domes cut off light once it's "nighttime"???

omg she still hasn't seen jacin - i imagine he's also been locked up?? for treason?? but then why not just killed like this father of a shell

APPLAUDED the execution???? cray z

JACIN FINALLY. he's a main love interest so there's no way he will die. i wonder how winter will save him. why was he under arrest for so long??? levana doesn't seem like the type to waste time, unless the war was holding most of her attention

damn that's crazy devoted of winter to die by the blade

i feel like winter hates gingers more than tiktok does LMAO

i can't wait to get jacin's pov and see if he actually tipped off sybil or if it was someone else (which i believe it to be)

why does the name liam kinney sound familiar to me. also, this guard is definitely important since he has been named AND is standing up for jacin. confirmed by kinney looking at winter lol

30 LASHINGS?? there is NO way he can realistically survive that, even if self inflicted. and 40 hours of penance?? sounds vaguely catholic lmao. wonder what it means in this context

"a girl of sunshine and stardust" AYO NEW Y/A FANTASY TITLE JUST DROPPED fskhfsdkhfshk

"Willful determination had stifled any hallucinations." i'm not an expert or anything but like,,, i don't think think that's how it works?? if anyone's got experience with this please let me know if you're comfortable with sharing

why tf does aimery hate jacin so bad (note: probably a jealous bastard?? creeper mccreepface wants winter all for himself)

seeing jacin grin is honestly kind of alarming. i don't remember him smiling ONCE in his first book. but seeing him smile to reassure her after he's literally been through hell is so nice. i am beginning to see why people like him now. i take back the mean things i said

if i had a nickel for every time the most beautiful woman in the land had a scar that accentuated and multiplied her beauty, i would only have 2 nickels but it's weird that it's happened twice (shiori's stepmother from six crimson cranes). it's very slayed of them. more appreciation for scars PLEASE.

"My Selene" HELP THAT'S SO TENDER??? i am already feeling feelings

these childhood best friends have absolutely NO business flirting with each other this hard

i'm sorry but can kai even cook?? i highly doubt it he's literally royalty there is no way (note: i KNEW that he couldn't cook)

17TH KISS?????

FINALLY SCARLET AT CHAPTER 5 I THOUGHT I WOULD EXPLODE WITHOUT HER

scarlet's relationship with ryu is something i didn't know i needed until now. anyway i love them very much. her emotional support wolf

i wonder how scarlet's finger is healing up

scarlet is so helplessly gay for winter lmao

i'm honestly surprised that scarlet is trusting winter's word that her friends are alive

ngl it's very apalling and sickening that a race of people that can use their gift to command someone to do anything they like, such as telling the truth, the lunars instead choose to TORTURE answers out of people. it's the ultimate display of torture being a method of exerting power rather than to actually try and find answers

i LOVE how marissa meyer throws together so many duos of characters and really lets them bond. it's so nice to see cress help wolf now so casually with the benoit farm when she used to be terrified of him during the kidnapping of kai - oh lol nevermind she's still terrified lmao. but this is still good progress and i'm living for it and i can't wait to see them become closer!! imagine him as an older brother figure for her~

since we have no idea who cinder's father is imagine if her nameless father is in fact wolf's father

knowing what wolf and scarlet are like about tomatoes. insufferable fandom culture have probably made tomatoes their entire personalities in like

FIRST JACIN POV CHAPTER

"Dreaming was for people with nothing better to do." okay emo bastard. try not being blonde and looking like a disney prince and then get back to me (seriously i'm imagining him as those vaguely femboy tiktok guys with like long wispy hair in a manbun and is vaguely elflike and uh oh am i just picturing legolas but with shoulder length hair?? fuck me dead)

TWO jacin chapters in a row?? i'm being treated to the works. thank you miss marissa meyer

i will admit,,, that the banter that winter and jacin have is quite delicious (context: he's just been made her personal guard for the first time)

the way that winter and jacin are literally foils for levana and evret makes me froth at the mouth. will not be elaborating i MUST READ no time (or braincells) for analysation

THORNE CAN SEE AGAIN aaaaaaand he's being weird about cress. i hate it here

i love how instead of being all jealous that cinder and thorne have spent all this time together kai says almost the EXACT same thing about thorne being competition as thorne did when he found out about kai. love triangle except they're only doing it for the meme. so real of them (except thorne please stop creeping on teenage girls challenge)

note: reactions with photos are now gonna be their own posts because trying to figure out the formatting was a nightmare and i'm too tired for this shit. tag list does not apply to that because again i'm too lazy. peace and love <3

@eddisfargo @francforever @winterrhayle @winterpinetrees @shellyseashell

[carnal-lnstinct]

I see that your requests are open

I’ve been crushing on TFS’ DBZA Bardock and I was wondering if I could please request Bardock x Female Saiyan reader with the prompt of “who did this to you” for hurt/comfort?

He could eat me and the entire human race and I'd thank him for the violent savior that he is.

The way I kept changing this one from one plot to another! I was so picky about the person asking 'who did this' it took me a bit, but I finally settled on something I was satisfied with. ♥

☆☆ Pairing: Bardock x Female Saiyan Reader ( Requested By @miss-taura ) ☆☆ Rating: T ☆☆ Contents:  ( pre-destruction of planet vegeta, character pining, hurt/comfort, wounded reader, bardock's tough love is the best love uwu ♥, even if he takes it too far ) ☆☆ Warning: ( canon-typical violence, blood, referenced character deaths, referenced alcohol drinking ) ☆☆ Prompt: "who did this to you"

Word travels fast from the pod stations. A bloodied pod coming in always got the others talking for better or worse. Tora painted a grim picture explaining to the team what happened to the last pod that return from an assignment order, how it all ended up going bad. Once your name came up, Bardock didn't really sit around to hear the rest of the news or learn who it was in the pod that returned from your team. He set his sights on the infirmary as the most likely place to find his target, but stumbling upon a fresh trail of blood on the way quickly caught his attention. Wherever it was going, it didn't lead up to the healing tanks.

Bardock was led towards the mess hall where it appeared to end, finding the food quarters in its usual rambunctious fashion of saiyan gathering. In losing one trail, he found another. Taking notice of lighter droplets of blood leading to another chase through the halls. Following it was starting to alarm him, presented as an annoyed expression while he ran. He needed to hear the story from the source of the pod rider and see the outcome of that assignment for himself. If it wasn't you that came back, he wanted to know why. He wanted coordinates, names, and none of his time wasted in getting the information.

A loud bang alerts him to something just ahead of his path, Bardock led to a broken bottle and a door. He pushed through the door and immediately scans the outside area, sights falling on yet another broken bottle and then a familiar armored figure just beyond it. The sigh from his chest fell quietly, filled with relief to find you sitting and drinking from a bottle. There wasn't too much to be happy about this, however. He could smell the fresh blood on you and can see the broken parts in your battle armor even from where he stood. His eyes narrowed into a glare.

With your tail laying flat on the ground behind you, you sat with your legs dangling off the edge of a short cliff just above the pod station, hunching over with a gasp from chugging another bottle dry. Your chest burned from the heavy alcohol, but it was mild discomfort to the drumming throb of your wounds. It was surely making them easier to manage by the third bottle. The empty one is then tossed over your shoulder. When you don't hear it shatter, you pick up on footsteps approaching closer behind you and the sound of the bottle clinking softly as it was placed on the ground. Lazily lifting your head and taking a weary look over your shoulder, you frown. Then smile. Swiping some blood from your forehead, your stained hand picks up another bottle from beside you.

"So you heard." You acknowledged Bardock as you fumbled the cork from your drink. While you didn't expect him personally to show up, you're not surprised by his presence. In fact, you were happy it was him to find you. Your camaraderie as low-class warriors had a depth to it and you could use that right about now. "Got a bottle with your name on it." You gestured to the last bottle at your side.

Bardock sneers, feeling his nails dig in his palm in an internal struggle to remain calm. Your pod being the only one from your squad to return is a heavy feeling saiyans sometimes have to deal with. But it was different when it was those he considered to be on friendly terms with him. And when it came to you? It made his seething all the more profound. Worrying about you is so rare if he can ever recall a time he's ever done it before, but as he does now it just kicks up his instincts to go knock a few heads loose. Try as he may to be reasonable, arguing with himself against understanding your reckless display only made him angrier. A closer inspection of you and how you were choosing to ignore your wounds to soothe your feelings just ticked him off.

"Who did this to you?" Bardock found himself asking when his temper slipped, then turned away to reel himself back. He opts for the immediate issue. "...Why aren't you in a healing tank?"

You promptly answered with a few gulps from the bottle and a hard gasp against the burn of the drink, Bardock's brow noticeably twitching. "...Fresh wou-...Flersh- Fl-Flesh wounds." You slurred over your words. "A nap's all I need."

Bardock growls to himself at your obvious lie, your trivial tough front altogether growing annoying. Resisting the urge to send you off the cliff's edge he instead kicks the bottle you offered him over. Watching it fall over and shatter on its landing, you scoff and shake your head. Loosening your grip and letting your half-emptied bottle share the same fate, you look over your shoulder again finding that glare of his on you. You brace a hand on the ground to steady yourself as you pulled your legs off the edge and move to stand up, your breath hitching as a sharp pain races up your side and vision starting to spin before you. Random aches hit you all at once and you feel the warmth of blood run down your eye.

Disgruntled, Bardock's fist tightened and jaw clenched as his temper slipped again, "Don't be an ass. Your squad-" He pauses, huffing. "Your squad... It's only natural for you to be upset."

"-I ain't upset." You sharply answered, a pained groan following as you managed to get up on your feet. Breathless with a spin in your focus, you close your eyes and brace your stance to center your gravity. "No reason to be. We did our job. They died... doin' what they loved. It's the only thing that matters."

It's the only fact you could stomach about the whole experience, every other detail was too visceral to bear and made you feel sick. The outcome of it still doesn't make sense and you felt like you were cheated out of it. When the tides of the battle suddenly changed and the excitement turned to cold anxiousness, you just found yourself running on instinct until it was over. Left alone, barely holding the strength to keep you both sound and conscious with questions that couldn't be answered. Maybe for a moment, you did die there too. But something pulled you back that took full control of you. You felt like... you were fleeing, watching your own body stumble its way from the ground to your space pod. When you awoke again inside and felt your senses return to your control, corpses of both friend and enemy crossed your mind. And you just left it all there. It was like your body betrayed you out of fear of dying there alone, dragging you to your only means of escaping that end.

Everything died on that excursion. Were you not supposed to, as well?

"Enough already! You're going to the medics now!" Bardock snaps, sounding like a distant sound in your flooded ears, but when he grabbed your arm you flexed again his grip and snatched away from him.

"Leave me alone!" You growled back, swaying on your feet and grasping a hand at the pained side of your torso. "Don't treat me like I'm pathetic! I ain't... a coward, ya hear?! I'd 'ave rather died there with them than come back alone from that!" You were panting as Bardock stared at you with surprised eyes. A heavy, anxious feeling returned in your chest for only a moment and then you felt it lift completely on a breath. Disillusioned by your own drunken words, despair took hold and your eyes filled with tears on your next breath. You can't hold it back anymore. "...Damn it...Damn it!" You wheezed lowering your head into a hand. Your thoughts filled with your comrades and you broke into a sob. There should be a reason why it had to be this way, for your survival when they should have come back too. Or none of you at all, but you were sitting here in your special drinking place alone where they should be with you.

It's not fair. It's not fair. It's not fair!

A large hand captures the back of your head and your forehead is pressed against a solid surface. Wearily raising your watery eyes, Bardock's chestpate armor pressed against your face and you see him quietly turn his head away in response. His glare is softer, more a reflection of his rarely displayed sympathy. Feeling your stare and choosing not to meet your eyes, he simply presses your head back down into his chest with a bit more force. His own way of encouraging those tears of yours where no one had to see, not even himself if it suited you. He can't help but feel just a little awkward by how natural it felt to embrace you for the first time and so suddenly. To console you in your pain.

"I get it." Bardock breathed to calm his racing heartbeat. "But... don't soil their sacrifice with nonsense like that. I might not know what exactly happened, but even I can figure you all fought to ensure victory. Even if just one of you could carry that back home." He spoke so calmly, the octave of his words gave your heart a jump and brought heavy tears to fall once again. You leaned into him further. His prior annoyance simmered down and passed on for the moment, tail falling loose from his waist to relax behind him.

"They were great warriors, it's always a waste to lose guys like them doing Frieza's dirty work. Their strength lives on through you now. Remember that."

Such a sentiment was unexpected of him, neither could you imagine how perceptive Bardock was in a matter like this. You never shared more than some laughs and some drinks on occasion before to earn this kind act from him. You do both lead similar lives, however, as many saiyan wariors do. Perhaps more than you noticed before with the depth of loyalty to those you enter into battle with.

You never knew he cared so much.

"I... I need to go back, Bardock." You raise your head against his hand to look up at him once more. This time he does turn to you, surprised by the misunderstood implication. "I...can't leave 'em there like that." You clarified as you used your wrists to wipe clean the tears and some smeared blood from your cheeks.

It would only be a matter of time before Frieza's men were dispatched to complete the process of gutting out the planet for whatever usefulness it would hold for the Frieza Force. All the corpses found on the surface would be incinerated like common garbage. Your team deserved better than that. But in your condition, drunk and wounded and reeling from despair, you were in no state to travel alone.

"Go with me." You pleaded to him.

Bardock stares at you silently and you can see his brows narrow down upon his glare again. He lowers his hand to your shoulder to help you steady yourself as he took a step back.

"You idiot." Bardock sighed, irritated. With your eyes focused on his face, you didn't notice his other hand until it was too late. A sharp punch in your gut knocked the breath from your body and your vision blackened until your consciousness fell away. He carefully catches you before you could fall to the ground and hoists your limp body over his shoulder. "So stubborn. You're not traveling bleedin' all over the place like this."

As he adjusts you, he hears a clatter at his feet and looks to find your scouter with a crack in the screen. He gathers it up and makes his way back towards the gathering halls for the infirmary, fixing your scouter to his ear and looking into the information it stored from your assignment. He made note of recorded power levels it captured through the damaged glass, and repeated out loud to himself the name of the planet where it all happened. Bardock decided his next move once he was sure to get you to a healing tank for recovery. He will bring them back to you.

[b--b-3]

Sooo I've decided to finally cross-post my Obey Me crack-fic from ao3, I hope you enjoy!✨️

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Cheek Clappin' Behavior

Ch.1

summary: Mc gets bamboozled by the game we all know and love 😭. They also happen to get yeeted right into it at full throttle, oops. How, you ask?? Who knows-

warnings: swearin/strong language, a quick innuendo, Mc just bein straight up wild tbh

misc: this fic doesn't accurately follow the story, literally just random shits 'n giggles for now lmao [pls it's so unserious ajfjshsjs] + the memes you see edited were done by me in my absolute mess of a gallery 💀

word count: almost 1k

It was just an ordinary day for Mc… Well, that is if you could call simping for fictional characters from a story-based gacha game ordinary. Okay, maybe they're a liiiiiiittle bonkers in the head, but we still love 'em 😋.

[Mc's POV]

'You've gotta be clappin' my cheeks unequivocally rn.'

"How tf am I gonna pull up AND get bumblefucked by this yee yee ass game 🤨🤨🤨??" Okay, so maaaaybe I got raw-dogged by a fictional world, but I can fix this for sure‼️

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Oh.

I didn't fix this. Far from it, in fact. Yet another 10 pull, wasted… 😟

Welp, whatever‼️‼️ Back to the story then hehEHEHEHE— HOLY FUCKIN' MOTHER OF GO— MAMMON YOU ABSOLUTE BABYGWORL TF YOU DOIN' LOOKIN' LIKE THAT?? 🤭🤭🤭

Even tho he plays hard to get, he ain't a match for MY sluttish behavior 🤪—

THIS? FUCKING?? $ Ł Ü ✝️? ? ? "The absolute fuckin' audacity I swear— AND this mf blushin' too? Consider tears runnin' down my leg fr fr for real fr‼️" YOU SEE THAT TUB OVER THERE MAMS?? YEAH HOP IN THAT BITCH CUZ I'M BOUTTA 😩😩—

Ahem.

Caught myself lackin' for a sec there sorry bout that y'all 💀—

I then end up playing this damn game for a psychologically questionable amount of time. Such a long time, in fact, my raggedy ass fell asleep with the game open. O p e n. I didn't even get to charge my shit— hot damn 😬.

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Next thing I know, I'm exposing my eye sockets to a ridiculous amount of light.

✨️OWIE✨️—

Oh.

'Now why in the ass-eatin' fuck does this place look familiar?? This ain't my house OR my room🗿. Tf is goin' on in here on this ass-chappin' day 🤨🤨??'

Like, the more I look around, the more shit's appearance becomes clear to me [no d U h Mc?? C'mon get it together 😭].

'Tho it does look a bit [a fuck ton tf you mean?? 💀] like my room in Obey Me…🤔'

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"Did my bitch-ass get isekai'd into the world of Big Boobie Bitches— I mean Obey Me??????⁉️🗣📢🔥"

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' …You've gotta be tuggin' my schlong rn this shit is a different breed. No, literally. Does that mean I'm a whole ass sheep now⁉️ This ain't gonna work. I swear on my left kneeca—'

All of a sudden, someone's headass bursts into the room. I was about to chew them tf out like a baddie, but then I SEE 🕕🫦🕕—

'CERTIFIED BABYGWORL??? AJDJSJEEJ OMGOMGOMG IT'S HIIIIIIIM IT'S MAAAAAMMMMS OH MY—🥺🎊✨️🫧💖‼️🥰💛'

"Yo, human! Ya were s'pposed to hang out with me today! What's goin' on?"

I—

'Ugh. What a cutie 🥰. Look at him, lookin' at me like that 'n shit 😭💖.'

I stare right back at the white-haired babygworl— I mean demon, trying a lil TOO hard to fight the inner voices that are telling me to jump him unprovoked.

"Well, tbh tbh honestly tbh, I haven't the slightest fuckin' clue Monie.. Buuuuuuut you can still take me out if you want tho 👀." I give him a lil look. Yano, a look. A little lookie look. A look that looks like a lil look because it looks—

"Whatever, let's just go. You've been makin' The Great Mammon wait long enough." He then drags me outta the room as if I'm his bitch.

'OW MY PUSS- now hold on for just a diddly ding dang darn second ☝️🤓— here I thought it was supposed to be the other way around 🤨🤔❓️ ❓️ ❓️'

Welp I'll just have to worry about it another time ig 🤷.

Anyways, now we were makin' our way [downtown] through the Big Ass House of Lamentation, BAHoL for short, trying to get to wherever tf Mammon has plans for. Well, that is until we run into a certain someone.

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'GAAASSSPP IT'S HIIIIIM‼️ LEVIATHAN THE SWEET BOOOOOOYYYYY OHFUCKOHFUUUCK 🥰💖🫧🧡✨️‼️'

"Yooo, Levi! Funny seein' ya outside ya room for once." Both Mammon and I then proceed to start gigglin' like two lil bitches lmao.

Until this mf turns around 🗿.

…My face just about shriveled up inside itself.

'DID BABYGWORL #3 GET EVEN QUIRKIER 😳😳😳⁉️'

"Levi.. you good?? You're looking a bit differently different there bud 😭😭."

'I swear to shit there are literal SPARKLES just shootin' me in the eyes rn.'

"Idk what you're talking abt lol." He blinks and just shrugs at me like absolutely NOTHING is wrong like wtf my g—

"Tbh tbh honestly tbh Levi you're looking MAD ✨️bbg✨️ rn and idk how to cope with that so I think it's best you induce an anime withdrawal for just a singular sliver of a second the sake of my sanity 🗣🗣."

It takes him a couple seconds for the matter inside his cranium to process whatever tf just came out my mouth.

"B-Bbg!? WOOOAAAHHHH❗️🗣🗣🗣📢💥.. I-I can't believe you're calling a no-good otaku shut-in like me that!" He takes a moment to cover his now blushing face sextillion times more than his hair already does with his hand.

'Omg what a lil cutie I swear— got me swooning 'n shit <3.'

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever! We've gotta get goin' now. See ya later, Levi!" Mammon cuts off the ENTIRE interaction quicker than it even started before dragging me away like a fucking rag doll.

'L?? M?? A?? O?? Tf is all this motion for 🫨🥴?'

What the plans are?? I still haven't the slightest of darn clues, buT I GUESS WE'LL FIND OUT 🗣.

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I kid you tf not we literally only managed to reach the main entrance before getting jumpscared by none other than Lucifer himself—

'EYE- SWEET MOTHER OF DIAVOLO'S (. )( .)‼️—'

[✨️To Be Continued✨️]

[ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa]

Tam Lin Saiou AU

Ves: okay please consider. saiou tam lin (osp link if you're not familiar w the fairy tale: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UF3O6Xkpscs&list=WL&index=1&pp=gAQBiAQB) i left the prompt vague because i can't decide who should be who. both options are SO funny to me why do saiou always end up pregante in my fairy tale aus i do not know ALL THE BEST FAIRY TALES INVOLVE IT OKAY I STILL CAN'T DECIDE…probably tam lin!kokichi though, i suppose it makes more sense it's not as easy as lindwyrm for me. who tf do i make the queen,,,

Me: the heroine is just like Shuichi going to the love hotel She Knows What She Came Here For [as for the queen] Angie maybe? it's a bit of a step up from asking for blood but Ves: WHY SHE LIKE THAT she's not asking she's giving remember

Hina: See in my head I lean toward Kokichi Janet with the way the video described the two I'm just in my head imagining the hilarity of Kokichi pretending to be all "Oops i forgor" while Shuichis like. "Hold up wait you don't actually. Like. Actually it's fine I can take something else it's fine."

Ves: i tip towards janet shuuichi just bc he's the one i hc as being able to get pregananante Hina: See I was just. Ignoring that. DIDNT HAPPEN I just can't imagine Shuichi being all cool with that if that's the outcome Me: Do it I knew it! You and your anti-children agenda Hina: WHAT DO YOU MEAN Me: exactly what I said, I knew you're going to try to erase the child out of the story, but not on my watch Ves: allister is in hina's walls Checkers: Hina how else would you explain the baby daddy part Hina: Maybe you just have an agenda for children smh Me: that's not mutually exclusive heroine just wanted a hook up, she wouldn't come back if it didn't happen Hina: Easy, Janet was intrigued by what happened and wanted to come back Ves: you'd have to completely cut out the part about the father and the knights Checkers: no the the tam lin can't hurt her bc he's her baby daddy part Dra: Hina has the single father Shu au Defending the bestie and leaving djfjd Me: that's because it's a pre-existing child, alive for narrative purposes, he doesn't let saiou have children together tho and takes any opportunity to get rid of fetuses Hina: If they're mutually each other's firsts that's another way to connect them Ves: i mean, we could have him hurt shuuichi… Hina: OR THAT I FUCKING GUESS Checkers: ves he turns into fire like "can kill people" fire Hina: Fireproof cloak Checkers: how about the red-hot iron Ves: i've always thought the newer versions where she clings to him even though he burns are sweet Hina: Is standing in water when the fire is cast

Ves: but could kokichi manage a reputation as a bodice ripper. i think no actually yes he just lied 'ooooh don't go to carterhaugh or fair tam lin will take your maidenhead' tam lin has never felt the touch of another he's shaking Me: he was just being silly, securing the gifts he actually wants, he didn't expect horny people to seek him out, he doesn't even have a known appearance! Ves: he's a little magpie, he wanted the shinies, he was not prepared OOO new thought. the two headed rose as a metaphor the first thing janet does in carterhaugh is pick a two-headed rose, which is what tam lin shows up to bitch at her for initially. for shuuichi it could be a representation of his curiosity, his fascination with strange and mildly dangerous things kokichi is the rose. i've connected the dots /ref what direction are we heading with the faerie queen? depending on ur adaptation she's treated either like a mother figure or a toxic gf and that affects what character we pick

Checkers: what if she just sees him as more a toy and less a lover? Ves: so junko then? or moogi O MY GOD YOU GUYS DID YOU KNOW THAT IN SOME VERSIONS THEY'RE CHILDHOOD FRIENDS THEY KNEW EACH OTHER BEFORE HE WAS TAKEN BY THE FAERIE QUEEN I- this provides more justification for the baby actually THEY KNEW EACH OTHER BEFORE MAYBE WERE EVEN IN LOVE BEFORE KOKICHI WAS STOLEN…

Hina: What if Nobody was stolen Ves: THAT IS THE ENTIRE CONCEIT OF THE FAIRY TALE?? Hina: Ran away And got caught Ves: no. THAT'S JUST ANGST FOR ANGST'S SAKE, IT DOESN'T EVEN FIT IN THE STORY!! THEY'RE ALREADY GOING TF THROUGH IT WHY MUST YOU CRAM IN MORE Hina: LISTEN Ves: listening. Hina: I just I think it'd be funny (I had an idea but it doesn't work so nvm)

Ves: is it not MORE angsty for shuuichi to think kokichi finally got bored of him and bolted, meanwhile he's held captive as a future sacrifice Hina: I had an idea if Tsumugi was the queen or whatever but I realized it doesn't work with Kokichi Ves: imagine heading into the woods to fuck and meeting your long lost childhood love queen tsumugi still works with kokichi i think? Hina: In general it does but I had an idea hinged on Shuichi and Tsumugi being siblings skskskske Ves: yeah that doesn't work they're different species ndsjghsgf maybe in a tamlin!shuuichi variant? Hina: The idea was kinda Tsumugi snatching herself a brother Ves: TSUMUGI. THAT'S NOT FREE Hina: YEAH BUT SHE WANTED A SIBLING They keep getting sacrificed for being human smh

[voasprofile]

vil with an s/o who is a singer and love music from their orig world

I could probably shorten the title but eh I'm new cut me some slack

being brought to whole other world without knowing anything about it can really take a toll in our little readers hearts

luckily they have their phone with them, music really brings comfort to people. especially because it was the only thing familiar to them. what's in it? well yk only the most heart swelling, gut wrenching, eyes watering, hair pulling music you could ever think of

either that or the most back arching, eyes rolling, butterfly giving music

or yk like a psychopath like me, both. on shuffle

ok neways

vil had known of the prefect, not very hard to

they were the talk of the school, from being magicless, to defeating what like 4 overblots, or being in trouble like every other hour

they were rather infamous to put it nicely

what he didn't know them from is their music

like holy hell, how tf did they get so popular? when did this happen?

well tbh he didn't find out until he saw people discussing about a new underground artist

after that he forgot to search up their name whoops

until he saw a vid from twistedtok raving abt this artist

so he was like eh why not and searched them up

it was yuu(pun not intended) he was kinda surprised like weren't you just fighting jamil 4 weeks ago?

browsing to yours list of song was like browsing through a teenagers diary

angst, angst, oh a horny song, and another one, and another one, and oh wait this sounds like- nvm it's angst

and it was just yuu recreating their fav songs and publishing it cause their phone died and twst doesn't have the same charger things

not me promoting but think somewhat this playlist of mine

you had garnered a lot of attention, for someone who plagiarized /j

don't tell anyone, but vil would totally listen to your music

i mean come on

but he wont admit it, that little bitch

during vdc camp, he would wear them small ear phones and would guard his phone with his life, like no one needs to know abt this

except rook knows, he always knows

and epel, because he once barged in vil's room for smth idk he seems like the type to do that

you only found out because vil asked you to play the song they were supposed to be practicing on. which was supposed to be the most recent one

but when you clicked play it was your song. let me put something totes not embarrassing for the both of you, hmm let's see

i wanna be your slave by maneskin yuu

the song was the next song as the practice song just ended a few seconds prior

silence engulfs the room your voice singing the most vile things anyone from here has ever heard you say

you kinda just froze like what were you supposed to be feeling?

why does it have to be this song?

so you were internally freaking out still frozen as rook puts it on himself to save two prideful beings egos. and walks to you and slowly gets the phone from your grip before pausing the song

while vil was witnessing the end of his life his career with an open mouth

"so you like my songs eh?"

"shut up literally shut up"

wow what a non-toxic way for the beginning of a beautiful bloom of a relationship

there was a lot of songs that reminded you of vil yet you only realized at like 2 months into the relationship

so you began dedicating love songs to him and only him cause like duh he's your so

but like the songs that are erotic and sad like real sad are literally dedicated to no one

cause your a moody little bitch who when even the slightest bit sad release a whole ass song with the most heart breaking lyrics

when asked in an interview on who hurt you, yuu were like

"haha myself"

or like abt those sussy songs

"i was feeling down so i had to cheer myself up"

or those songs dedicated to vil

"i am madly in love"

you two were almost the epitome of a picture perfect couple

almost(i thought abt making an angsty ending but i decided against it)

that bitch rook always steals your thunder

you were performing a new love song to vil and asking his thoughts about posting it

and rook comes up and recites a poem right. in. front. of. you.

you almost grabbed him by the neck and not let go for 30 minutes. by accident of course

so it was like a competition to the both of you

and the vibes were like yuu being like

"homewrecker"

and rook being like

"lmao what you talking abt neways. your skin as fair as snow and as smooth as porcelain-"

cue you throwing a vase at him

overall 10/10 would be a cute relationship

[calhe08]

A peaceful day in Super Rock Mansion.

A wandering ghost with an attire of a traditional outfit appeared in the mansion.

However its not the traditional outfit of Roan Kingdom, but a Korean one.

Now you might ask, where tf did he come from. I don't know either. Must be the work of a certain shitty God.

The wandering ghost came across a lot of living beings in the mansion. A black baby dragon and two kittens, a golden haired person that looked like a prince, maybe he is? And so many more, the ghost lost count.

One notable thing he found after wondering around is a poker face person with blazing red hair. It was so unusual he continued stalking the human for days.

While Cale on the other hand feels a bit heavy on his shoulders and shivers once in a while. Not that it bother him that much, he can just slack.

On, with sharp sense of hers always look at Cale's back like its offending her for no reason.

Another day passed by, the ghost is very interested in this weird human and started thinking if the ghost could posses the body.

One day, when the red head was alone in his swinging chair, sleeping, the ghost decided to take his chance.

He opened his eyes, staring at the body he occupied. The owner of this body is quite thin, how? He always watch him eating a lot of steak and cookies from that blondie.

After looking around, opening and closing his hands, walking. He decided to walk out of the room.

Months wandering around made him familiar with the rooms around the mansion. After walking for a while he comes across an empty room. The ghost didn't find it odd despite a lot of people living in the mansion.

He walks to the end of the room, trying to peak through the window. When suddenly a small surge of memory appear in his head.

A person dancing. He is a dancer. A professional dancer. But he didn't know anything else.

Yet the feeling is so strong. So strong he started moving. Why is he moving? No he started dancing. He is dancing.

Ron is around, it was the Young Master's tea time. Yet when he suddenly comes across the red head on the floor, in the middle of an empty room. Panic overcomes his whole body.

But then he saw the red head moving slowly. Rising up from the floor and started moving around. Strong and elegant movement are shown. Ron decide to observe, to find out what the Young Master was trying to do.

The red head on the other hand started moving his hand, swinging it up and down, left and right.

His expression serene and calm.

His movement noble and sophisticated.

What strange movement, Ron thought. He had never seen such foreign move yet so graceful.

At this time, not only Ron is around but the others too. They want to visit their Young Master for a picnic. It is a sunny day.

Choi Han on the other hand, recognize the dance. How could he not? Such familiar movement is being shown. Its a traditional Korean dance. Never once he thought he would be able to see his hoemtown culture one more time.

The children is watching with eyes full of admiration and excitement. Who would have thought their lazy guardian who hated moving an inch from his room would start dancing?

The movement then comes to a stop. His heart is full. He didn't know why though, but its warm.

He is a ghost, he didn't think he would feel such warmth. He feels satisfaction. As if there's no more regret, he left, he got out of the red heads body.

Cale, waking up in a standing position, panting and sweating just like when he did his not-very-likeable morning exercise, was wondering how tf did he even end up there.

Suddenly claps are heard. He turned around and is greeted by his whole mansion occupant staring and smiling at him.

Tf just happened? Cale thought but he didn't think much about it. Maybe he sleep walk, or instead of walking he is exercising for some reason.

Seeing Cale did not respond to any of the reaction, the group dismissed whatever happen a few minute ago and starts to divert his attention by asking to go on a picnic. It was a nice sunny day after all.

A.N: I never thought I would post this as a Halloween story hahahah

[p4nishers]

ok so haven't seen anyone talk about this yet so i'm going to attempt to and we'll see if its actually coherent

so, i hope im not the last to notice, but like the shift in guillermo's role in the last episode bothers tf out of me bc i can't understand it.

in the go flip yourself ep he was still named as nandor's bodyguard and then in sunrise, sunset he specifically says "being nandor's FAMILIAR..." like????? why the sudden change? he fought SO HARD last season to be seen as nandor's bodyguard, AT LEAST, you know? so, what happened that suddenly got him to be saying he's a familiar?

is it because of freddie? does he feel like his role as a bodyguard is no more, for whatever reason? i mean he made it clear to us that he ONLY stayed bc of baby colin and the wedding (we all know he didn't but let's go with it for a second) so i'm assuming he thinks those are not roles of a bodyguard, but instead what he would do as a familiar so he dropped the bodyguard title, BUT WHY??? in the last episode of all things when he's planning to leave??? to become a vampire i might add.

idk, are they trying to say that nothing changes, not even guillermo's title and goal? i mean that would make sense, actually now that i think about it but still wouldn't guillermo TELL us if that was the situation?? idk i may be putting too much faith into his communication with us/the camera but it's still weird, to me. he was always clear with us on he thoughts on the bodyguard/familiar subject, so why now? why change it so suddenly, without fuss or something?? i just don't understand why now??? i mean yeah the weddings over so he's no longer a best man but as i said HE WAS STILL NANDOR'S BODYGUARD IN GO FLIP YOURSELF. so what the fuck happened.

okay i mean he DID tell freddie he was nandor's caretaker but that doesn't explain why, still.

im gonna let this go cause it's too early to be rubbing my two braincells together like this but continue this if you want.

[pokemegha]

@professor-of-naruto Heyooo I wrote something!! It was initially going to be just a normal prompt but my half sleepy daydreaming mind went too detailed in this, It's maybe kinda the first fic of mine? Idk it's just a highly detailed prompt of a single chapter worth of content lol maybe you'll like it!! <3

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The night when the Nine tailed fox wreaked havoc on Konoha ,Hatake Kakashi broke out of the seal meant to subdue next generation of shinobi, well aware that he's the most important one out of them all and going out is a breach of direct orders, he leapt through trees towards the location of the source of that immense chakra, it disappeared just a few moments ago but the bloody aura it left behind was easy to sense, it happened in one second as he jumped into the clearing, saw lord third hunched over someone's body, noticed the absence of Minato and Kushina's chakra ,heard a loud wail of a newborn baby and sensed a black clad man standing above the cliffs watching it all in silence,

Realisation hit him.

A fury he only ever felt twice before surged throughout his body as he leapt for the masked person above, Lightning danced on his hand as he plunged through that person with all the force he can muster, their eyes locked mid blow and his chidori died down halfway through, flashbacks and memories flooding through him for no apparent reason ,he retracted his right hand then punched his face with the left one as various Anbu arrived and sealed him in place, there was steam coming out of the wound as it started healing, putting his knee on that man's chest with full force he tugged him forward with his collar as his mask broke into pieces, there it was. A Sharingan stared back at him on a familiar face even beneath all those scars ,he knew, he knew immediately who he was ,Uchiha Obito came to his senses and pushed Kakashi back with all his might breaking the seal, They both stood defensively ,fists raised, stance rigid, minds numb yet swirling with thousands of emotions, millions of questions...

And the trance broke, A whisper of a voice came from Kakashi's throat asking the questions about what he couldn't comprehend, about something which is somehow true, an ugly truth.

"Who are you.... Why you did this!?"

The man with Obito's Sharingan and face stared back at him, hard, unrelenting, his eyelid never blinked once "you know very well aren't you... because YOU turned me into this" was all he said.

Shivers went down Kakashi's spine, he tried thinking that this man is bluffing but there's no way it's a lie, His old scent buried beneath smoke and blood, The scars exactly where they should've been if he survived ,That unmistakable Chakra that gave off warmth a lifetime ago now burning him but still all the same, this was Uchiha Obito and his heart knew it, but besides that Nothing made sense,

So many questions but his throat felt dry, Obito stepped forward ,The Anbu around him were alert but Kakashi was still as stone, "Don't worry ,Kakashi~ It wasn't a Revenge" Obito said with another step, "I'm not cold blooded enough to do that deliberately, At least your fked up justu did something right for once"

Kakashi wasn't getting what Obito was talking at all, it felt like a nightmare, worse than everything he ever saw, "Last time I saw that run through Rin's chest and now you almost did it with mine, Quite a record ,isn't it Kakashi?"

"....Shut up!.... what the hell are you even saying, how tf did you see what happened with her...." "Calm down ,it's simple ,I just ended up surviving and seeing you broke your promise in the worst way possible ,you pushed me into this Kakashi, but...your chidori... that somehow knocked some sense into my mind just now, I realised what I did finally"

The way he put it ,it's like someone was controlling Obito... everything felt jarring...It was getting harder to breath for Kakashi, It's too much, If it was a lie then it was pretty damn convincing, it still didn't make sense, Kakashi spaced out for a bit thinking as Obito called him again " I know what's going on in that supposedly genius mind of yours, have fun while treating those scrapes on your knuckles with the medkit she gave you" Kakashi's eyes widened even more as Obito smirked, "Talking won't change the truth, besides there's more important matters going on here" another step closer, Kakashi was speechless as Obito kept confirming the reality again and again ,Obito lifted both arms in front of him and Kakashi braced himself for whatever was gonna come his way

"You never got the punishment you deserved Kakashi, but I will accept mine with open hands"

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Kakashi stood there as Anbu guards locked him up with chakra sealing cuffs ,Sandaime jumped on the cliff as an Anbu shoved Obito on his knees, Hiruzen's face was dour and voice clipped when he replied "I heard everything boar, take him to the highest security TI department" "Kakashi you come with me"

Kakashi heard but he didn't reply, he couldn't reply, he has lost his voice, everything was burning around him, he felt like suffocating inside but from outside he just gave a nod and followed him because there was nothing left besides that.

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He was staring hard, His gaze pinpointed at the little pedestal from where the loud wails of a baby were coming, The baby which was made orphan after few minutes of being born because of him ,His heart screamed at him to scoop that bundle of chakra and disappear but his body didn't move, like his soul was stopping him, he was standing there from a few minutes by now contemplating what that feeling is, so lost in thought that he barely registered a Lightning falling on him, shocked through his core ,his eyes met a pair of grey red eyes and a mane of silver hair tinged with bluish light, as he realised what that sudden Lightning was ,the chidori died down without penetrating him fully but still pain coursed through his whole body, he couldn't even register the punch that came after, his body was rigid ,His heart fluttering weirdly like a tightly coiled wire around it has fell loose after years ,for a fleeting moment he felt free before a knee crashed on him and someone tugged him forward, there it was.

Hatake Kakashi in all his glory straddling him full of rage, but Obito saw his expression clearly when his mask broke and Kakashi's heart broke alongside it.

He pushed Kakashi away and broke the seal of those stupid Anbu's , getting in a defensive stance, although the wound has already almost healed but the tingly feeling has spread all over him, A pang of terrible realisation fell over him of what he had done,

'He is same as Kakashi now ,isn't he?' He thought bitterly, as their 'conversation' went on, Obito just wanted to make sure that Kakashi believed him because he doesn't know if he'd ever get the chance of talking with him again, but the Anger was still there ,although not as all consuming as it had felt back there in cave, but seeing Kakashi use his Chidori brought up unpleasant memories straight to the front of his mind

So he didn't hold back and said what was was needed to be said ,if his last ever words with Kakashi were him accusing him of killing Rin ,then it's okay, at least it's better than an unkeepable promise.

He didn't know what was gonna come his way ,but he would embrace it, He was still Angry at Minato Sensei for abandoning them all in a ditch but he and Kushina were the only people who ever believed in him after Rin, Kakashi killed her, He indirectly killed those two, Team Minato's last surviving members were both monsters, It was Reality now, way worse than what he was calling hell before, he has his full part in it so he will suffer in this hell to compensate for his sins accordingly.

And he will make sure Kakashi will pay too, because seeing Obito suffer is the best way to torture him and Obito will take full advantage of this fact.

Another loud wail of a newborn child echoed throughout the silent field.

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[astrolaurical]

I would like to tell you my story. No I don't claim to be Namjoon's TF. Please be patient while I tell you my story.

It was not until June 2021 that I came to know about BTS. If it was not for Instagram I still wouldn't have discovered BTS. They are so famous but still I didn't know them until now.

First member I noticed was Tae and then Jungkook. Slowly I started to learn about the names of other members. I love all of them. But with Namjoon there was a magnetic pull. I am older than him by 3 years and happily married also have kids.

It felt strange. I loved my husband but still there was an undeniable attraction to Namjoon. It was like I have known him all my life. I wanted to talk to him so badly. I would write to him and before I know it I would have written a whole essay.

I felt like I was writing to an old friend of mine. There was this undeniable feeling of familiarity. It was not until I saw an old video of him that something clicked for me. Yes I have seen him before. It was the same boy who used to come frequently in my dreams. I would not be sleeping but still had visions of this boy coming and hugging me. I felt a presence of somebody around me. I thought

I was going crazy.

There are some strange things that had happened when I was younger which still today I have no explanation to how it happened. The stranger still used to come in my dreams after my marriage. I used to feel upset that why I was having dream about the same stranger. It was Namjoon, now I know.

When I first came to know about who the stranger was I felt ecstatic. Suddenly I wanted to change my life. I felt creative. I started writing poems. I used to before but this was a habit I had long forgotten. Let me tell you sometimes I feel like my poems and his songs have some similarities. There is some melancholic tone to it. When I first listened to his songs, I felt weird. I felt like I was missing someone. The feelings were so strong that I had to stop listening to his songs.

After a month or so I started feeling sad. There was nothing in my life to be sad of. I felt like there was no way out. I felt alone. I didn't want to talk to nobody. I wanted to be alone. Every day chores became burdensome. I did not want to do anything. I felt terrible. I was grieving for something I didn't know about. I don't know how long it started but slowly having interests in spirituality. Once when meditating I saw a flickering rectangular light on my bed. It came twice and disappeared. I felt calmer.

There was this burning sensation in my chest when I thought of Namjoon. Still at that time I didn't know about TF. I am missing someone I have never even met in real life. I loved him but also I was scared of him. I don't know why.

There is some undeniable connection. I felt peaceful after accepting it. Sometimes when I see him I feel like I am seeing myself. Sometimes it is so embarrassing. When I look at his eyes I feel like I am looking at my own eyes.

I searched my symptoms on Google and by chance came to know about the term twin flame and dark night of the soul. I became interested in spirituality after that dark phase. The synchronicities after that was crazy. I always saw numbers like 1111 222 333 444 almost everyday. Now I am typing it down on my phone. There is a definite pattern to it.

We have similar interests. Reading, nature, arts. I changed due to my friends. When I saw him I felt like I was seeing the old me. Even I can say that we are good at similar subjects. Social studies, English and for him Korean and for me Hindi. I used to score really well for these subjects. I was in the top percentage in my school for those subjects. Somehow I was not that good at math and science. I can do numericals quickly but I always get careless and lose marks. Science too was not my strong point. I am not saying we are very similar there are some differences too. I am an Introvert while he is an Extrovert.

Nature always had a healing effect on me. Once I saw a tree and felt a mothering instinct. Somehow I became aware that I was pregnant. It was still really early like right after my ovulation. But I felt like I was pregnant. I knew that I was going to have a daughter. And sure enough I had a daughter 9 months later. I named her Avni meaning earth in memory of the tree I saw. I am highly intuitive. Sometimes I just know.

In case of Namjoon I am sure there is some connection. If not twinflames then a definite past life connection. We even have moles on face at similar place. If it is on his left side mine is on right side. But it is always the eyes. I feel like I am looking at my own eyes.

Below I will share some of my poems.

SILENT LOSS

There is no heartbeat

They told me

I tried staying strong

But at night

When the lights were down

I fell apart

Every dreams I had

Every cute little names

I called

Suddenly felt hollow

How could I not know

They say it didn't form a baby yet

They say you never birthed it

But not one said it is OK to grieve

So I dismissed my emotions

As a fresh wound

it still remains deep inside

I feel numb

There is no more tears to flow

But life goes on

So I should put on a brave face

And move on

MIS-FIT

I feel like a blacksheep;

I feel like the odd one out.

These plans and structures,

Do not interest me I tell you.

I feel like a plant kept in the shadows; wilting, for there is no water nor sunlight;

The days seem so dull in this cold world.

What I want to be? I ask myself.

Alas! It is too late for that now.

I can see my own tired reflection

In the mirror gazing back at me,

With it's soul-less and tired eyes.

Everyday I force myself;

I force myself to become their 'normal',

But I fall behind.

It will all go astray if you don't apply what you studied, they said.

But my mind does not comply;

It wants to be heard;

It wants to see the world;

It wants to feel both joys and woes;

But it is now full of despair.

Tomorrow seems bleak ;

And yesterday seemed like a lie;

Today is dull as well.

I feel like a lost child in the crowd.

Where is it taking me?

Oh, where is it taking me?

LIFE

My womb has seen a death,

My womb has seen life grow.

My womb has felt the tiny flutters and the painful kicks.

The horrid pain that comes in waves,

I have felt it all.

The pain of stitches after opening my womb

I went through that too.

Oh the feeling of helplessness,

The joy of walking for the first time after that,

I have felt it all.

7 layers they cut to take the baby out.

Sneezing, coughing everything is a nightmare.

Those who know, knows.

Still they say I was weak.

They didn't see what I went through before that;

That it was a life or death for me,

That my body struggled through the pain.

You don't know what I am capable of

The labour pains and post operation pains

I lived through it all

So I know how much I can endure

So I know how strong I am

Below I am sharing his eyes and my eyes. I feel there are some similarities. We are from different countries but still there is some similarity. I don't know what do you think?