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rorkegirly07 · 26 days

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Shane Walsh Relationship Headcanons

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Pairing: Shane Walsh x Fem!Reader

Content: fluff & smut Headcanons

Requests are open!

✰ Unsurprisingly, Shane isn’t really a touchy guy but he lovesss holding you tightly when you sleep.

✰ He’s also obsessed with going up behind you randomly, slipping his arms loosely around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

✰ Unlike his usual stuck up demeanor and snappy remarks, he’s the complete opposite with you.

✰ Now don’t get me wrong, he can be like that with you at times but when he is, he’s just playing.

✰ He loves to show you off in front of everyone.

✰ Literally EVERYONE.

✰ He’ll be walking with you anywhere you go with an arm over your shoulder and have a look on his face like a proud dad or something.

✰ “You know that huge herd of walkers we fought off…” he’d randomly say to the group as he walks up behind you, “yeah that was mostly my girl here.” He’d have a cheeky grin as he says this.

✰ If you anger easily or get annoyed by little things, he finds it so cute seeing you all upset and grumpy.

✰ “What’s the matter, sweetheart?” He’d ask with a small smirk as he walks over to you, “aww, need some lovin’?” He gives a soft kiss to your cheek.

✰ This is instantly changes your mood as you start to blush and try to laugh it off.

✰ Ahhh ok so back before the apocalypse happened and you were just doing you doing whatever in your home, Shane would come back from a long day at work in his little sherif outfit with literally anything for you.

✰ I’m talking about every. Single. Day. He always had something different brought home to you.

✰ IT’S THE CUTEST THING EVER OMGGG!!!

~NSFW~

✰ Shane overstimulates the hell out of you.

✰ It drives him crazy seeing you whine and fall apart under him.

✰ He’ll have a tight grip on your hair as he pounds harshly into you, making you scream his name for everyone to hear.

✰ This man. THIS MAN. Is in love with your tits.

✰ He’s always grabbing, sucking, licking, literally doing everything to them.

✰ The way they bounce when he thrusts into you over and over again, omggg he goes crazy over that.

✰ Loves praising you.

✰ “Good girrrll.” He’d growl in your ear. “Yeah, look at you, taking it all so well for me.”

✰ “Yeah? Feel good sweetheart?” He’d ask and you could only moan in response.

✰ Being in control is mainly his thing, but God the way you look bouncing on his dick makes him melt.

✰ Your head thrown back as loud moans escape your lips, your tits bouncing, fuck he can’t help but grab your hips, fingers digging into your skin as he pounds up into you.

#twd shane #shane walsh x reader #shane walsh x you #twd x reader #headcanon #shane walsh #jon bernthal #jon bernthal x reader #fluff #smut #twd smut #shane walsh smut #the walking dead

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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shaking at a frequency that could shatter glass I know I've been here not too long ago, but. please.

h—headcanons..,, maybe...?? f-for.

Peepaw/Dad!Leo with an adopted child!reader...,, please...,... i-i need some Dad fluff with this tortuga. this overgrown hard-shell melon. this- this. (gestures vaguely) y'get me?

he's so Dad shaped. he's so fond and just radiates safety and warmth and affection and ugghhhghhh i just KNOW he'd be the best dad EVER. nay, he IS the best dad. (pseudo) sibling Casey attests to it.

(⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠) i think i'm actually going to lose my mind . the Clan as uncles/godparents/aunties. grandpa splinter. sweet brother Casey. it takes a village to raise a kid, they say.

do you see my vision here mate? as always, only if you want to ☜⁠ ⁠(⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠) & if you do? just .. go ham. if anything strikes you, PUT IT IN THERE. I NEED TO HEAR IT FROM OTHER PEOPLE TOO . (/lh)

This seems appropriate to celebrate me finishing the Rise movie (I am still emotionally unwell this is me coping) I shall grant you headcanons my dearest darling /p

PEEPAW LEO AS AN ADOPTIVE FATHER

....................................

Let me start this off by saying that this man-

This man is best dad.

He finds a lost child?

'Tis his child now.

You are his child now.

Casey?

He's ecstatic.

NEW SIBLING LES GO

Especially since you're younger than him,

(Not by much, maybe afew months)

Casey makes it his life mission to protect you at all costs.

His favorite thing to do is hold your hand and lead you around.

Leo is so so good at being a dad.

I mean look as CJ,

He's got this ok?

Feeling clingy?

He'll hold you until you want him to put you down.

Nightmares?

That's ok kiddo, come curl up next to Papa, he'll keep all those monsters away.

When you get older, you are not going anywhere without him, Casey, or anyone else.

It's not safe, and the same rule applies to CJ.

So you guys go on lots of scouting missions together.

You two may as well be twins, you never go anywhere without the other.

Sometimes, you and Casey will be sent to scout really last minute,

And Leo won't be notified until you two are gone.

Whenever this happens he gets super pissed off and worried because those are his kids,

He should be the one to give them clearence to leave,

Not some random officer who decided to send you two out.

If one of you ever comes back hurt,

God speed to whomever sent the two of you out.

Leo is mad.

Like, mad-mad.

So are April, Mikey, and Donnie.

Leo would literally fall apart if he lost you or Casey.

He swore to Cass that he'd protect Casey, and he promised himself he would keep you safe.

If he lost either of you he just might completely fall apart.

Leo's busy, he's running a resistance afterall,

So he can't keep eyes on you all the time.

That's why the Hamato's take turns.

Leo's in a meeting?

Let's meditate with Master Michelangelo.

Oh he's busy too?

Time to visit Uncle Tello's lab.

Can't find him?

Well where's Commander O'neil?

Can't find her either?

Welp, enjoy the meeting, cause you're stuck there now.

Play rock paper scissors or somethin idk.

If you're around before Splinter passes, he spends alot of time around you.

He's always wanted grandchildren, and he's going to cherish you,

Especially with the world in anarchy.

When you start losing people, it get's hard.

First it was Grandpa Splints,

Then it was Uncle Tello,

Then Auntie April...

Through it all Leo made sure you were ok.

You're just a kid, and you have to grow up in this hellscape?

You've never seen the blue sky, or normal rain,

And everyone you hold close is being ripped away.

That's not fair.

So he does everything he can to make sure you grow up safe and happy.

One of his favorite things to do was tell you and Casey stories of what the world used to be like.

Your favorite is when he describes the stars.

It sounds so amazingly beautiful, shimming lights like glitter sitting up in a blackish blue abyss.

Wow...

After the events of the movie, (you knew it was coming goddammit)

Your first request is to see the stars.

Which is pretty hard since New York is really bright like all the time.

So they took you and Casey to the docks where you would be able to see them best.

You looked up at the sky in absolute awe,

Papa's words would never do the stars justice.

After a minute, you broke down in tears.

It hurt, he promised to be the one to point out the constellations and his younger self doing it just wasn't the same.

Griefing is going to be a really big thing post movie.

In the future, you never really had the chance.

Everything happened so quickly and anytime wasted on griefing could have been a death sentence.

But now, you don't have to watch every corner, you don't have to wake up in fear you'll be alone.

So you grief.

You grief your family, and Casey does too.

Sure, technically they're right outside your room.

But it's not them.

They didn't raise you.

When Leo sends you and Casey back in time,

You took it much worse than Casey, who was focused on completeing the mission.

Sure, you wanted to stop the Kraang too,

But you missed your dad...

So when you find your family's past selves,

And Leo is being so...

Reckless,

You're angry.

Really angry.

Never in your life had your father acted this way, and Casey needlessly boosting his ego 30 seconds into knowing him wasn't helping.

Through out the movie, Casey needs to remind himself that this Leo isn't your Leo.

You have absolutely no trouble with that.

You come across as cold and angry, which worries your brother since you've never been like this before.

The others just assume you're always that way.

But you're not,

And acting like this makes you hate yourself.

You're grappling with the loss of your dad, and the fact that you might fail to do what you were sent here to in the first place.

Casey pulls you aside and gives you a talk.

He understands that your hurting,

He is too,

But this isn't about the two of you.

This is about saving the world and stopping the Kraang.

After that, you can hurt all you want.

That talk ended with you sobbing into Casey's shoulder, practically collapsing to the ground while you clinged to him and begged him not to leave you too.

Aight imma hit ya with the sandwich technique.

Fluff, angst, fluff.

Boom.

When you were a kid,

You had a habit of collecting anything shiny.

Old coins, jewelry, even just shiny rocks.

If it glimmered, you wanted it.

So whenever Leo had to leave the base, he always came back with something shiny for you to add to your hoarde.

He liked to compare you to a crow, and you asked what a crow was.

Right, raised in the apocolypse.

Sure there were plenty of birds around,

But they weren't.... normal.

So Leo explained what a crow was, and that they liked to collect shiny things.

You understood, but you wanted to know what one looked like,

So you went to Uncle Tello and asked if he could show you what a crow looks like.

He showed you, and immediatly you took to the comparison proudly.

You were like a crow!

Mikey liked to put on little shows for you and all the other children that lived in the base.

Making animals and such out of his ninpo.

Your favorite were the birds, the rabbits too.

But the best was the butterflies, which he also used to help you and Casey fall asleep.

They'd flutter around you room kinda like a nightlight.

I also like to imagine that when you and Casey start scouting, you get in trouble for fucking around.

Mostly making stupid bets for your shiny things.

Casey would collect shiny things just to make these bets.

Usually it was simple stuff, like who can throw a rock the farthest,

But even stuff like that could get both of you killed.

Neither of you really listened until one day,

You're making your bet like usual,

And the building you were scouting out wasn't as empty as you thought.

The two of you nearly fell to your deaths, luckily Casey managed to grapple the two of you to safety.

But after that, you had a major fear of heights, and Leo didn't let the two of you out of his sight for a while.

He made sure to scold the two of you when you returned that day,

Before hugging you and telling you how scared he was for a second.

Leo has no problem with you and Casey being included in meetings,

Honestly he prefers it.

If you two are gonna go running around scouting, you should know what's going on.

You'll have the occasional adult who thinks you and Casey are incompitent because of your age,

And that you shouldn't participate in meetings.

But Leo puts that to rest pretty quickly.

"If they can go out, and risk their lives on missions, they can attend the meetings." He'd say.

Leo loves you with his heart and soul.

If anything happened to you, he'd fall apart.

Sometimes he just needs you to have little sleepovers with him, that way he knows you're safe and sound.

He just wants to protect you.

You're his kid,

And he loves you

....................................

I wrote this while listening to anarchy by egg, and damn that song fits.

This one is LONG that's my bad, I got alittle carried away :^

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arlcchin · 4 months

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I have a sweet/angsty headcanon that Michael loves like a dog but since hes literally one of the strongest archangels hes afraid of being with MC.

So. Yk , something like admiring someone from afar,and if anything happend to them he would definitely teleport out of nowhere and make up some excuse "oh yeah i was just really close"

- i think this would be Explained the best with the song "Sarah" by Alex G.

He would always visit MC in their dreams to make sure theyre sleeping well, but again those dreams are just dreams. Because theres a fear of losing them and losing everything he has.

He can only be intimate and close to MC in the dream.

"I can't be what you need

I am stuck in a dream

I am stuck in a dream"

"Don't you know she's been here all along in a dream?

She belongs in a dream"

I feel like, even if u give him fake promises or any promises he will hold onto it and cling onto it because he knows and thinks u are a good person ,and because he gen loves u.

(I also want to mention i want to give him a hc he has separation anxiety bcs i have it so i just want to relate to my fav char).

So if you ever try to leave him prepare for a mental breakdown

"Every day I'll make promises that plague Sarah's heart

So I can watch her fall apart

'Cause I know when I break her down

We'll spit on all the happy clowns that live around this sunny town

She loves me like a dog

And when we mess around, I'll let her know the truth

I can't rely on hope with fate

And every time I wake, I second guess the game I play

Did I make a mistake?"

(Hope any of this makes sense bcs im literally not a writer😔)

#obey me shall we date #obeymeshallwedate13 #obeymeshallwedatemammon #archangel michael #obey me michael #obey me michael x mc #obey me headcanons #obeymeshallwedatemichael #ILOVEMICHAELLLL #GRRVARKKKBARKK

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crimsonbluuu · 3 months

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It's kind of cold, man - Damian x Jon

Damian is cold, and he’s sick. Not sick enough to the point he’s bedridden, but sick enough that he doesn’t feel like getting in and out of bed.

He does anyway, and makes most of the rest of his time; then Jon comes back to the apartment and makes everything just a tad bit better.

(1,903 word count)

Warnings!

< Grammatical errors

< May or may not be somewhat ooc

read here, or on ao3!

Damian coughs into his hand for the seventh time this morning, still wrapped underneath the red duvet on Jonathan’s bed. The sun was setting slowly, its evening glow shining through the curtains in the small room. Damian shivered, snuggling farther into the covers. Jonathan had left hours ago, rambling about something to do with school.

And while his boyfriend was out doing God knows what, with God knows who, Damian was stuck in the other’s small apartment building that was a nice fifteen-minute walk away from the university he attended. Besides, Damian was content with lying down underneath the covers that provided warmth, unlike the rest of the apartment.

For some damned reason, Jon’s apartment was as cold as the Arctic; his heat refused to work. Damian blames it on the landlord, and Jon blames it on no one.

Why? because Jon is a saint, even though it’s obvious the landlord hasn’t updated the heater, Jon refuses to acknowledge it. So yes, Damian would much rather be in his very warm, insulated penthouse, with his silk covers and blackout curtains.

Despite his previous statements, he's very tempted to throw the covers off, dress in something warm, and leave the apartment as quickly as possible for his penthouse two hours away in Gotham. But he doesn't; instead, he throws the covers off of himself and throws on the closest thing he can find—a sweater and sweat pants.

He would hate to admit it, but the only thing he practically feels like doing at the moment is crashing down on Jon's hand-me-down couch and watching reality TV shows. Dick has rubbed off on him way too much. So he does exactly that, in that exact order.

Time flies by when you're being lazy and doing nothing. Especially when The Housewives of Atlanta plays in the background and the only thing Damian is "getting" from the show is a loss of brain cells, suddenly it explains why Richard originally thought that fish didn't have mouths.

And it just happens that when he's on the verge of going to sleep, after ignoring his soar throat and pulsing headache, he hears the familiar jingle of keys from outside the door and comes walking in a ball of sunshine.

The sun has already set, and the moon rises in its absence. Jon comes in humming some old country songs that he undoubtedly picked up from Jonathan Sr. He walks a short distance from the front door to the makeshift living room and collapses onto the couch, directly on top of Damian.

"Get off of me, you fat lug," Damian says, almost on instinct, since whenever Jon comes home and he just happens to be relaxing, not bothering him, he prefers to literally fall on him when he walks in.

"What happened to Hi, Hello, How are you?" Jon laughed, wrapping his arms around Damain's torso like an octopus. Damian sighed, rolling his eyes, but made no noise in protest as Jon did whatever he was doing.

Jonathan glanced up at him, smiling. His stupid glasses making him look dorky, with his dopey smile and doughy eyes, and the way his arms held tightly around Damian, as if he didn't want to—as if he wasn't going to let the other go.

"Missed you, dames." He smiled, gently kissing the other on his cheek, his lips lingering just for a moment before he laced his head back down on Damain's chest. Damian patted his head, lowering his head just a bit to give a soft kiss on the crown of Jonathan's head.

"Hm." Damian replied, not worrying about his lack of speech. Jonathan knew how Damian felt about him; words weren't a necessity in their relationship; they fit snuggly like a puzzle piece, like a dopey couple costume, like grapes to fine wine.

"What's this even about?" Jon questioned, watching the TV screen with a confused gaze. Damian shrugged; he'd lost focus from it the second he saw Richard watching it in the manors den at a quarter past five in the morning. At this point, he just turned it on for background noise.

"I'm not sure, though I think Richard would gladly discuss the meaning of the show with you." Damian smirks, and Jon quickly dismisses the idea. Everyone knows, or at least everyone who has ever had the grace of meeting Richard, that when he's passionate about something, whether it be a TV show or a new fighting technique, he won't shut up about it.

It's certainly not a bad thing, either. It just goes to an extent that no one expects overtime. Damian vividly remembers briefly mentioning that he appreciated the art of music, and the very next day there were a dozen books on the art of music stacked near his bed and several guitars.

"No- no thanks. I remember the last time I talked about something I liked with Dick, and at like three in the morning he was standing outside the window with a koala bear." Damian couldn't help but furrow his brows in confusion at Jon's experience.

"What now?" He questioned, slightly sitting up on the couch; his expression was the pinnacle of confusion, and he made sure Jon realized this.

"I know it sounds crazy, but I swear to baby Jesus that your brother showed up with a koala bear," Jon swore, and he sounded like he was on the verge of laughing and crying at the same time as he looked at Damian's expression.

"It's illegal to own a Koala Bear; how'd he manage to bring one here? Especially in the dead of night?" Damian seemed genuinely baffled with what Jon was telling him, and he had a hard time believing Dick scaled up a forty-foot building with a possibly rabid Koala hanging onto him, then again...

"That's the thing; I have no idea! And then, when he offered it to me and I said no, he just left, and I've never seen the koala anywhere, ever again." Jon said, laughing. Damian furrowed his brows again.

"Man, your brothers sure are weird." Jon let out an exasperated sigh, a soft laugh drawing itself from his throat as Damain's bamboozed expression stayed on his face.

"I need to contact someone." He said, narrowing his eyes. Jon looked up at him again, raising a brow.

"I need to know how I can steal a Koala bear, Jonathan; this is important information." Damian said, his eye narrowing as he scanned the room for his phone, Jon let out a sigh.

"Damian, please no."

#damian wayne #damian wayne fanfiction #damijon #damian wayne x jon kent #supersons #jondami #jonathan samuel kent #Damian Wayne x Jonathan Samuel Kent #fluff #crimsonblues.writes

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baurbiediv · 1 year

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beetlejuice

bolded italics = song lyrics

italics = flashbacks

bittersweet, beetlejuice

bitter me, how sweet of you to

ask if i’d be your muse

and go and paint me blue

labels were something you’d never been interested in while on relationships.

you thought they were pointless, if you were truly in love with someone, why slap a label on them?

when jack had first had his sights on you, it wasn’t a physical interaction, more so he just so ‘magically’ was scrolling through instagram and your account just so happened to appear on his explore page.

from then on you’d exchange messages and even escalated to exchanging each others number. any normal person would’ve thought that this was some sick joke at first, but something inside of you told yourself to give him a chance.

the more you talked to jack, the more head over heels you became. between the ‘good morning’ texts and late night facetime calls, you couldn’t have possibly asked for anything more from a guy, especially someone who was frequently seen in the limelight from time to time.

of course, he wanted to keep you on the low as he didn’t want anyone anyone to invade your personal privacy or your own personal life.

you gladly respected him for that, he treated you like you deserved to be treated.

the first time he came to visit, he voluntarily flew to your hometown of atlanta and stayed with you in your apartment for two weeks, and not to over exaggerate, you considered those two weeks to be the best of your life.

it was bittersweet when he had to go back to louisville, but nonetheless you enjoyed his company while he was there.

from the small walks in the nearby parks to the dinner nights to the nights you both stayed in and ordered take out and had a small game night with just the two of you, you felt as though your life was going perfect.

nobody had ever made you feel the way that jack has, you wonder from time to time if someone had put some kind of love spell on you that you were never aware of.

neither of you or jack had paid any attention to the tv while it played a some corny rom com as it has been long forgotten while the two of you had been lost in conversation.

“do you think your life would be any different if you found someone other than me?” you asked jack while you twirled his hoodie string around your finger.

he responded without any hesitation, “i do think that quite literally everything would be different. i mean my attitude would be different, don’t get me wrong i ain’t no grouch or anything but you bring the best out of me y/n, and i mean that.”

you rolled your eyes and smiled.

“don’t get all mushy on me mr. harlow.” jack chuckled at the statement, “i’m serious though y/n, any time i see your face it just makes my day 10x better. i mean it when i say this, i love you.”

suddenly the world came to a halt and you felt stuck. hearing those words fall from his lips made your heart skip a beat. “i love you too, jack.” you smiled as jack kissed your forehead.

now here you are present day, still just as in love with jack as you were when you shared that endearing moment on the couch with jack.

you could’ve sworn in that exact moment that you would’ve married him in that moment. you were so in love with him, and he was so in love with you.

there were times where you thought that living without jack had to be the most difficult thing of your relationship.

although he had priorities, you were his priority as well.

of course you wanted to go with jack anywhere he went but it was pricey, albeit he promised to take care of you himself but you didn’t want him spending all that kind of money on you, which you reassured him was okay.

the daily facetime calls weren’t cutting it anymore and you started missing him more and more. you’d been laying around in your apartment all day when you got the urge to call jack, but much to your avail, he never picked up. so you called him a few more times, but he still never picked up, and so ultimately you left him a few messages just to make sure he was alright.

to: jack 🫶🏽💘

hi baby

just checking in, i love you so much 💘💘

call me when you can

the next few days flew by, and still nothing from jack.

this was starting to send you into a frenzy, not hearing anything from him was starting to make you worth and even make you feel sick.

you felt a little crazy for the way you’d been feeling.

to try and take your mind off of things, you took to instagram to see what new recipes you could find and what new styling choices you could make.

but when you swiped over to your homepage, you saw jack posted up with some girl on his lap with his arms around her along with the caption, “Glad to be in the city with her. ♥️”

but the last time i seen your face, was in atlanta

and i knew that she had took my place, because you vanished

we grew distant like you left me on an isolated planet

i’d rather die than be abandoned by you

'cause you know I didn't love you for the money

only your sugar and my honey 'cause it was so sweet

admit you never even loved me

your head was spinning and your chest started feeling heavy. the only thing that you were even remotely able to do was lay down and cry. why would he do this to you? there would only be a short amount of time before people found out the truth about jack.

and you.

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twinsunstars · 8 months

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Thoughts on Ahsoka Episode 5 - Shadow Warrior - A Discussion Post

Episode 5 of Ahsoka was truly an emotional rollercoaster. There were so many surprises and details that everyone just could not miss. Filoni truly fed us with content, and we love getting to see some touching moments. Buckle up and let's talk about it!

(all screencaps from Ahsoka are from cap-that.com! https://www.cap-that.com/starwars/ahsoka/105/index.php?page=4)

Let's start with the one and only Anakin Skywalker. With Hayden Christensen reprising his role, he comes to Ahsoka in the version she grew up seeing: her master. Anakin states that he wants to complete Ahsoka's training, and they engage in a lightsaber duel that gets intense with every step.

Whenever he said "Live... or die", my mind had flashbacks to when he had said in Rebels, "Then you will die." My head just kept going to it and I had chills.

Ahsoka falls from the World Between Worlds into a flashback of the Clone Wars, reliving the battle. Ariana Greenblatt, who played young Gamora in Avengers: Infinity War, the little sister in Stuck in the Middle, and was recently in the Barbie movie, plays young Ahsoka, which I find amazing. She really captured how young Ahsoka was during the war and her emotions towards everything around her.

Seeing the Clone Wars scenes made me feel like I was the young high school girl during the pandemic again who had just recently discovered Star Wars and had quickly watched all of Clone Wars to catch up to Season 7 and see every masterpiece of the show. This was such an exciting moment for all of us fans. Hayden nails the Clone Wars Anakin with his outfit and his movements.

Ahsoka sits beside an injured clone, putting her hand on his. The clone gently holds her hand, right before he falls to his death. Ahsoka's emotions take over her as she begins to cry, grieving. These scenes truly show how young she was; she was just a child forced into a war that has to be fought. Greenblatt's portrayal of Ahsoka nails the spot on these details.

We also got to see the Siege of Mandalore in live action, which has become one of the best Clone Wars arcs. Anakin steps into the scene, getting to see the Siege of Mandalore for the first time with his own eyes. I will never get over the way that the two are standing together, it's literally the same shot from Season 7 of Clone Wars.

One of the most brilliant surprises in the episode was getting to see Captain Rex. LIKE LOOK AT HIM!! The king only had a few lines and a few shots, but he slayed as usual. We could hear Temuera Morrison's voice under the helmet, which got my excitement up. I'm so glad he voiced Rex and we got to see him in live action. (Now where is Rex during the present in Ahsoka???)

Back to the present above the water. Hera had found Huyang, who stands near the cliff, holding Sabine's Mandalorian helmet. He wished that they stayed together, and is sad now that they are apart and who knows where.

Jacen was truly adorable this episode. He hung out with Chopper and Hera the whole episode, and when he was playing with Chopper, the sight was so cute. Jacen listens to the waves, eventually hearing the lightsabers clash between Ahsoka and Anakin. The Force truly thrives through this kid, and Kanan would be so proud. Also, the fact that Kanan was mentioned this episode shattered my heart. Huyang is forced to take Jacen aboard the ship for "a tour", the kid's interests peaked about the Jedi. He asks Huyang if he can be trained, which he straightforward says "No", which I found funny.

Returning to the flashbacks, Ahsoka kept on seeing Anakin turn into Vader between quick shots that flashed with each burst of light. The sight that scares us all. When Anakin turned into Vader during the Siege of Mandalore scene, the way his voice changed sent chills down my spine. If I looked at an image from that part, I could hear his voice.

As Ahsoka fights the Vader side of Anakin who eventually appeared back in the World Between Worlds, she manages to get ahold of his lightsaber. The red blade glows under her face, and her eyes slowly turned into those red-yellow Sith eyes, just like Anakin's. Anakin sees his padawan as a Sith briefly right before the blade extinguishes. Everything eventually turns back to the calm normal. Ahsoka bids farewell to her master before falling back into the water.

After Hera and the crew rescued Ahsoka from the water, we got a hug between Jacen and Ahsoka, which was adorable. Ahsoka has now begun wearing white, which I feel like is definitely symbolic of something. The white outfit reminds me of the one she wore in the Rebels finale, even if it's not exactly it.

With the New Republic after their tails, Hera talks to Mon Mothma about the situation, who unfortunately can't do anything about it. Senator Organa was also mentioned, which means our girl Leia was trying her best to hold on for Hera. Hera, the rebel she is, goes with her own plans anyway.

The purgills were the ones who took Ezra and Thrawn away into a whole other galaxy, so how do we try to find them? Follow the purgills! Ahsoka (with Huyang) follows the purgills (and actually goes inside one... yeah she's Anakin's padawan with that plan). Both are ready to go with the purgills to find Sabine, and hopefully find Ezra.

Jacen watches the purgills while sitting in the Ghost, talking to his mom about the stories regarding the purgills that took away Ezra and the "bad guys". I'm so glad Jacen knows about Ezra, even if it has to be through stories. The day the two meet will be such a joyous occassion. Even though Hera won't go with, she hopes that they return safely with Sabine and (praying) Ezra.

There's only three episodes left now, and I just know even more chaos is about to ensue. Ezra and Thrawn should definitely be making appearances very soon, which is going to be so fun. There was more focus on Ahsoka this episode rather than Sabine, and I loved the directions it went in. Filoni really gave us fans all the emotions and incredible shots, and he is still responsible for my therapy. I feel like next episode will definitely be much more of a rollercoaster, and here's to manifesting again that Ezra (and Thrawn) will show up soon.

#star wars #star wars rebels #ahsoka series #ahsoka show #anakin skywalker #hayden christensen #hera syndulla #jacen syndulla #chopper star wars #huyang #captain rex #clone wars #kanan jarrus #ezra bridger #sabine wren #dave filoni #siege of mandalore #ahsoka spoilers

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moon-catto · 2 years

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Shifting into JJK Universe!

I had this crazy dream and decided to write it down but with a little twist sksksk 😃

Warning: none, fluff? Manga spoiler inside!

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I got this crazy dream when I took a nap in the afternoon. I was doing my college assignments that I ignored for weeks. Tomorrow is the deadline so I literally speedrun my essay to prevent me from failing that class.

It was like 5 pm when I finally sent my essay via email to my professor, there's nothing special that time. But somehow the air feels a bit warmer and I can smell the subtle scent of wet grass because my windows are open. I can see the red sky outside where the sun is barely setting.

And something about it moved me. I pulled my chair closer to my window and sat there for a moment. I rested my chin on the windowsill as I enjoyed the light breeze of passing wind hit me gently.

Being a seventh semester student is tiring, I keep running here and there trying to keep everything together when it's clearly falling apart. I was too busy chasing after my diploma to see the world around me.

I forgot that the world can be so… beautiful.

A smile was curved on my face. It may look like a tired smile, but it feels blissful nonetheless. This simple moment is very precious, where I can breathe easily without worrying about my assignments and grades. I can just simply… breathe.

I wasn't tired, no. I have an even more heavy assignment before. This much doesn't tire me or maybe it's because I didn't realize just how tired I am? Perhaps that's why my eyelids feel so heavy right now.

I got a night class later… a light nap won't be a problem, right?

I'm not the type of person who dreams often. If I do, it would be an absurd type of dream, you know? Like the world is falling into a zombie outbreak and I'm the only human left. It usually ended with me running for my dear life with these left4dead zombies chasing for my ass.

Ugh, it was horrible. I don't wanna remember that dream again. Anyway the funny thing is, whenever I have these dreams I would always be able to access a side menu. Like an in-game menu where you can pause the world, resume the dream, skip the dream, or go back to the main menu a.k.a the real world. Of course, I was quick to choose to skip that dream— just to be chased by abnormal titans in another dream.

This time too, I was playing hide and seek with Huggy Wuggy from the Poppy Playtime game in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory (I know. It was a very wild dream). He found out where I hid, so I tried to run away but my body feels so heavy like time got slowed down but that thing— that blue furry monster walked so quickly towards me and was about to eat me.

I screamed but my voice also pitched down because I'm still stuck in the slow down mode. Thanks to my super quick reflexes, I was able to press the side menu and skip the dream/sarcastic.

So that's why now I'm stuck in this white space. I'm finally able to breathe freely and my movement becomes normal.

I was about to fall because of the sudden change in space, but luckily I was held by someone.

"Geez, that scared the hell out of me." The person who held me said, His voice is surprisingly familiar. "You appeared here out of nowhere and screamed like you're getting possessed." He had the audacity to laugh at my misery. I would be throwing hands and legs at him if only I wasn't so shocked at the current moment.

I let out a coughing fit because of the building tension earlier. My chest feels so tight, it's painful. The pain is very vivid, just like when someone punched you right on your chest. "Holy shit. Should have not watched that youtuber gameplay last night." I muttered between coughs.

"Hey, you're okay? You look a bit pale there." He pushed my chin with his thumb to see my face. I squinted my eyes shut, in fear that he had a disfigured face or something. I don't really think I can handle another jumpscare right now.

Sensing my fear, his voice got softer.

"It's okay. You're okay. Nothing is going to happen to you."

I clearly remember the owner of this voice. Is it really him? Can I open my eyes? What if it's not him? I can count the occasions where I fall for this kind of sweet trap in other dreams, it doesn't end well to say the least.

"I promise."

Oh, wow. He sounds very reliable. Why do I feel like crying?

"Aw, look at you." He ruffled my hair. "You're crying. You were that scared?" I can hear him chuckle lightly. "What kind of monster did you see to make you this scared, huh…" Maybe he took pity on my pathetic self, that's why he's pulling me closer to him.

A bump. Is this… his chest? For your information, yes it was hard. Also, boii, you're going to kill me right here.

"Now you're laughing. Aren't you a weird girl." He hummed, he sounded amused even. Figures, he must've never seen such a weirdo in his life.

But No, you don't understand mister. This is the most delightful dream I ever had in my life. Like for real? I don't wanna this to end.

Get a grip. I immediately slapped myself to stop my concerning train of thoughts. Geez, in all of the people I could have met, I have to embarrass myself in front of him.

Ah, now I wish to disappear.

"Quiet now, aren't we?" I can feel his hands trying to remove my hands that covered my face. "Come on, that's not fair. I let you cry on my chest earlier."

After a bit of pulling and tugging, I finally gave up. He's just that irresistible and also very stubborn.

"Now we're talking!" I opened my eyes and was met with his blue ones. "You're feeling better?"

"... Dear lord."

"Ah? Wah! Why are you falling all of a sudden?!"

"I must've saved a nation from a disaster in my previous life…" I was limp in his arms. My body gave up just like that, there's no ounce of power left. My knees shook like a jelly and my vision is getting blurry because of the rush of serotonin in my veins.

"What are you talking about?" He's enjoying this weird situation. He's pulling my noodle arms and twisting my body as if I'm a kind of a marionette. "You're really weird." He says but he's laughing at my pathetic state. Guess being a clown for my whole life can be advantageous sometimes.

"Thank you." He finally let me sit on the white ground. Currently breathing heavily and in denial.

"Hmmmmmmmm…." He leaned closer. I should've known this man doesn't know the concept of personal space. "I've never seen you before." He then clapped his hand in an excited manner. "Then how about introducing ourselves?"

".... Okay."

"Me first! I'm Gojo Satoru! I'm 28 years old and I'm a teacher!" He extended his hand and I accepted it hesitantly, because I was in awe at the size difference of our hands.

"... I'm Y/N…"

"... And?"

"... I'm 21 years old…"

"Uh-huh."

"And uh, I'm a college student."

"Ah, what semester are you in right now?"

"Seventh semester."

"I see, then you will be graduating soon!" He shook my hand vigorously and my whole body also shook following his movement. "Congrats!"

"I haven't graduated yet, why are you congratulating me?" I smiled.

"Because that means I will be the first to congratulate you!"

"Ah, that makes sense."

"So, you're not asking about what major I studied?" He asked with a wiggle on his eyebrows.

"Why should I?"

"Well because I'm a teacher. Isn't it natural to ask what major I studied?"

"Well, yeah." I nodded. "But then, a sorcerer doesn't have to go to college in order to be a Jujutsu teacher, right?"

He made a big surprised O. His expression is very cute, I can't hold back my laugh. "Are you a psychic?!"

"You can say that." I grinned.

"Oh, a sorcerer and a psychic. That would be a dope story." He smiled, his smile could light up the whole continent.

"I bet." I smiled back.

We spent like hours talking about various things. Mostly about our worlds, he's beyond surprised to hear that curses doesn't exist in my world.

"... That would be a perfect place to live." He told me in a rather solemn voice.

"Maybe."

He raised his eyebrows in question.

"Because in my world, some people have to live with something worse than a curse." I smiled bitterly at the thought. "You can say that we're cursed in one way or another."

"...True," he said. I thought he's a nosy person who invades others' personal space as he likes, but he doesn't push further after that.

"Hey, Gojo."

"What?"

"..." I'm hesitating to say this. I know that our time will be over soon and I don't know if I will be able to meet him again. But I always want to say this to him if I can. This is maybe just a dream, but my heart says otherwise— that's why I need to tell him this.

"... What are you going to say?"

"——————."

His eyes widened after hearing my words.

"Be careful." I told him with a sad smile. His surprised face somehow made me feeling hurt. "I don't want you to hurt even more."

Satoru woke up in a cold sweat.

"... Just a dream." It's supposed to be a dream. But why is his heart racing and filled with such uneasiness?

The words from the stranger in his dream keeps haunting his mind even with his hardest effort to forget it.

"Fuck." He bit his lips as the memory of his dream comes back again.

"Suguru Getou is alive but his body is taken over by Noritoshi Kamo."

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#gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru x you #gojou satoru x you #gojou x reader #jjk #gojo Satoru imagines #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen imagines #gojo satoru drabble #jujutsu kaisen drabbles #jjk drabbles

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doctorwhoisadhd · 9 months

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what are your thomas england thoughts? like what do u think thomas was like b4 they died

ok so thomas england is DEFINITELY one of the players who i imagine as part of the Prehistory Fridays Gang. so first he was around for everything in prehistory (along with fletcher berger, sebastian diaz and his partner, erickson hendricks, rhonda elliott, our lady of perpetual friday, fenry marlow and their dog homer, fitzgerald massey, jessi wise, and mrs silk who was then miss silk. and then also baby york and his dad parker, who was dating miss silk. obv not all of these people were necessarily fridays players at the time though maybe they worked behind the scenes). so THAT was a whole thing.

honestly part of the problem of being LITERALLY retconned out of the game is nobody remembers you anymore. thomas england was only around long enough to get joke lore, we were only really just starting to flesh out relationships between the players when he got incinerated, and he didnt get any of that. and what adds to this problem is, well in the fridays style of lore, we dont necessarily think about what a player does outside of blaseball, or at least we DEFINITELY didnt early on (and didnt get ANY new entirely unlored players until relatively late af in the game — so like, after sixpack on s4d86 our next two were fenry and yass statter jr in the s13 and s19 elections respectively). so as a result there isnt any kind of a precedent to fall back on for what i think about what he did?

but here's what i DO know;

i disagree with the wiki on this one: neither of his parents are from the UK (there is no way). i like to think like, at least one of his parents is native, and hes lived there his entire life

his legal name is thomas england + thats whats on all his blaseball stuff, but typically with other islanders he'd use pelekane (which is what some of the last few members of the hawaiian royal family called england in ʻolelo hawaiʻi). so its like, his career name is thomas england

hes transmasc B) also ADHD

he played first base

he loves doctor who, and not just because its from the UK. like, hes seen the TV movie and at least one of the peter cushing movies and most of classic who, listened to a whole bunch of audios, reads the comics and the novels and like every EDA, has a subscription to dwmag, his bar for media quality is on the fucking GROUND so its literally all good he just loves dr who so much. he also probably has a cosplay of literally every doctor (including the shalka doctor and like the curse of fatal death ones too)

despite this he DOES. NOT. know ANYTHING about UK culture. he is constantly having amelia bedelia type misunderstandings of what things are. (ex: beans on toast = toast, peanut butter, jelly beans / "the tube" = "big pneumatic tube like the one for salmon, except people sized" / thinks john lennon's name was actually "john lemon")

he cant tell a single british accent apart he just identifies all of it as "british accent". fitz massey is from australia and is completely unaware that he thinks they are british. it is extremely lucky that he has never met anyone from ireland because they would probably strangle him. (weirdly though: despite him identifying approximately 50% of kiwis as british seemingly completely at random (absolutely no common criteria has been found at all. not looks not age not location nothing), he identifies 100% of scottish accents as "aotearoan")

he plays ʻukulele! maybe he worked at a ʻukulele store for a time at some point, even if it was like a summer job during high school... i like to think he's what got heat into playing :')

obsessed with choose your own adventure stories. he loves them.

(fridays angst train incoming) so york grew up with the whole Prehistory Fridays Gang as his family, and when york was really really little he couldnt say "thomas" (or england or pelekane, for that matter) but would ask him if they could play "docka who" all the time, so eventually what stuck for thomas england was he became york's "uncle who"

#thomas england #blaseball #fridays #hawaii fridays #hawai'i fridays #hawaiʻi fridays #york silk #stevenson heat #fitzgerald massey #ari opinion hour #askbox

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anditvanisheslikemist · 1 year

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Literally everything you write with sick Ian is great so that’d be my preference!

Thank you for the prompt!!

(re: this post... and the offer still stands if anyone else wants to make a request!)

Set at some point after this angsty thing. Here's the link to all of the World Above stuff. :-)

You can read this fic below or on AO3.

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"How was the show?" Josh leans his head back against the couch, and Finley takes the opportunity to shove his nose into Josh's face and start licking him enthusiastically.

"Finn! Hiii, puppy," Ian coos.

Josh laughs. "Yeah, he's always gonna win out, huh?"

"Mm, maybe." Ian turns away from the camera to cough.

Kate comes around the back of the couch to get in frame as well. "Hi, Ian."

"Kate!" Ian's eyes light up, but his voice wavers a little bit when he says, "Ah, I miss you guys."

"We miss you too." Kate tips her head against Josh's and frowns a little. "You okay? You look really tired."

"Yeah." Ian rolls his shoulders and grimaces. "I dunno. I used to be better at sleeping in motels. Or tour buses, god."

"Or that frickin' van?" Josh raises his eyebrows.

"I do not miss that," Ian agrees, and turns aside to cough again.

The stove timer beeps, and Kate sits back up. "Ah, I've got to get that. Take care of yourself, okay?"

Ian nods, still coughing, and waves as she heads for the kitchen.

"Ian," Josh says, in a way that's synonymous with oh, buddy.

"I'm okay." He's sounding kind of hoarse. "It was loud at the bar."

"Hmm."

Ian scrunches up his nose, then scrubs at it with his fist, but he can't stop it when his breath catches and builds into a strong h'ET-schiew! "Oh," he mutters, scrubbing at his nose some more. "Fuck."

"Bless you."

Ian groans and lets himself fall sideways onto the pillows of his motel bed.

"I have to play tomorrow." Now that he's started, he can't stop sniffling.

"Not if you're sick, you don't."

"Not sick," he says, but it's more of a pout than anything.

"It's not like before," Josh says gently, running a hand through Finley's fur. They'd played through all kinds of shit. Before. He wonders if it'll ever go back to being like that, or if this is just how it's going to be from now on.

"I know." Ian scrubs at his nose with the flat of his palm. "I just…" He shakes his head, not meeting Josh's eyes through the phone.

Josh gives him a minute. "Yeah?"

"I just thought we'd all be here together." His sniffle this time is emotion as much as illness. "I mean, not here in this motel playing at some random bar. But like." He bites his lip. "Here."

"I know." They'd been working on it, slowly and uncertainly. And then the whole world had shut down. He wants to tell Ian that it'll happen, that they can try again at trying again, even after all this time. There are just too many unknowns. The state of the world, for one. And the fact that they've all got stuff going again. Danny's producing out in Oakland. Lauren's started streaming online, sometimes music and sometimes video games and sometimes just talking about whatever's on her mind. Nate and Ellie are having another baby. Josh had moved his guitar lessons to Zoom and for the most part kept them there, and the idea of leaving the safety of his life with Kate and Finn to go back out on the road seems too overwhelming to even think about right now.

Ian, though. Ian's never been good at staying in one place. He'd gone back to touring as soon as it was reasonably safe. He's happier now, for sure, but sometimes just as lonely as when he'd been stuck in his apartment. More so, given how many roommates he'd been squeezed in with at the time.

"Hey," Josh says, gentle. "Tell me about the show."

That gets him a little bit of a smile. "It was good." He swipes at his nose with the back of his hand. "There were these girls who drove three hours to come."

"Wow."

"Yeah. And I wrote some new stuff." He shrugs, suddenly shy. "It went over pretty good."

"Send it to me, I want to hear it." For so long, Josh would've been there, in the hotel room and the tour bus, hearing the song come together bit by bit, rather than hearing about it after the fact.

"Okay." It's just a whisper. There are tears in Ian's eyes. Finn whines at the phone and tries to lick the screen.

"You're getting puppy kisses from Finley."

"Thanks, Finn." He sniffs, and coughs, and rubs at his forehead.

"How're you feeling? Seriously," he adds, when it looks like Ian's going to say he's fine.

Ian shrugs. "Like I'm getting sick." He coughs again. "I don't know. My head hurts. And my throat."

"Do you feel like you have a fever?" If he does, it's low. He's not glassy-eyed and rosy-cheeked, he's just exhausted and sniffly and sad. Past experience says he's hanging out somewhere right around the tipping point between warm and feverish.

Ian considers for a second, and then shivers. "I'm kinda cold. A little achy, maybe."

"Get under the covers."

"It's too early to go to…hhh…k'TCHHH! to go to sleep." He wriggles around anyway until the comforter's pulled up to his chin. He absentmindedly wipes his nose on it and Josh flinches.

"You're the reason I don't trust hotel sheets."

"Oh. Sohhh… h'NGT!choo…" Caught in the bedding again. He doesn't finish the apology, just sort of stares into the middle distance past the phone.

"Bless you." Josh sighs. "Okay, who's letting tomorrow's venue know you're out, you or me?"

"No," Ian says, voice wavering again.

"Yes." This move from Ian like he's pushing his forehead into his pillows, and Josh knows that if Ian were here he'd be doing that move against Josh's shoulder right now. "I can do it. The info's in your business email?" Josh has had access for years, but it's been a while since he needed to step in.

Ian nods miserably. "And we need to get you a test— yes, even if you're sure that's not what this is— and some groceries, and meds, some nice tissues. And extend your motel reservation."

Kate's been listening from the kitchen, and she comes to sit on the couch with Josh and Finley. "We've got it, Ian. Text me your grocery requests."

"I'll do the reservation at the same time I call the venue," Josh says. It's the sort of thing that would have sent him anxiety-spiraling five years ago. Now, here at home with Kate and Finn, it feels easy. An act of love.

"I can't." Ian's shaking a little bit, now; exhaustion and frustration and that little bit of fever.

"It's okay." Kate's voice is reassuring. "Having to cancel for being even just a little sick is just part of the deal now. Everyone will understand."

The kitchen timer goes off again and Kate gets up to turn off the stove and put the finishing touches on dinner.

"We'll work on all that," Josh says. "Call me back in an hour or two if you want."

"Okay." Now that he's under the covers, his eyes are starting to close.

"I think Lauren's streaming tonight, so if you can't get her on the phone you can always show up in the chat."

Ian laughs at that. It turns into a cough. "Everyone always freaks out when I do that."

"The best medicine." For Ian, it really is. He needs attention the way a plant needs water and sunlight. It's not an insult, it's just the truth: he wilts and fades without it, and when he gets it again, he straightens up. Fills out. Comes back to life.

"Hmm." Ian's already perking up a little bit at the thought. "I guess I could do that."

"Good." More screen kisses from Finn. "Finley says he loves you. Talk to you soon."

"Okay." A small but genuine smile. "Thanks, Josh."

He smiles back. "Any time."

#snz #sneeze kink #sneeze fic #anditvanisheslikemist writes #the world above

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vinetae · 1 year

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Love Me, Leave Me - (M) Series

Pairing: Idol!Hoseok x f.reader

Genre: Friends with benefits!au, idol!au, Eventual smut, Mature Audiences.

Synopsis: It was one simple rule. Don't fall for each other. His idol life could never support your needs as a woman, and you couldn't support him emotionally with the stress of being 'on' all the time. Only one thing... too late

Warnings: Eventual smut, heartbreak, forbidden love kinda trop, Hoseok kinda mean, Y/n is just so hurt by him (poor bby), don't worry it gets better. Dom!Hoseok, Blowjobs, Fuck sessions, Cum play (ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢqᵘⁱⁿᵗ), switch!Reader, I think that's it..?

W.c: 1,954

Edited: Yes

A/n: It's getting colder outside where I live. Time to turn up the heat.

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Chapter 1 - More than this

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When you find the love of your life, people say you just know. Know that you’ll forever love the way they part their hair. Their style of clothes, their attitude towards life. You’ll fall for everything about them when it comes to love at first sight.

How had things gone so wrong?

You just wanted the stupid perfect future family. Two or three kids, a big house with a wrap around porch, and white picket fencing guardian what should’ve been rightfully yours.

Maybe you had known it all along.

You never felt like he had been truly yours.

Sharing a man you’ve come to love so much,

With millions of others.

It’s hard, yes.

Do you tire of it?

Absolutely.

But what can you do? Waltz into that bastard of a boss’s office of the man you’ve been sleeping with for the past six months, demanding that he takes your love out of his back-breaking career?

It’d crush him.

You’re just …

Stuck.

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“I wish you would’ve waited for me” She whines, coming to link her arm to yours. “I’m sorry, but I was too hungry” You both laugh, taking a lick of your rolled ice creams. “So, what should we do this weekend?” You shrug, burying your face into your sweet goddess.

“I don’t know. I have a little more work to send into Dr. Berkeley” Your response makes her pout.

“Come on, ____! He’s such an ass anyways, what’s a day’s difference?” she pokes your side, setting you both off into a fit of giggles. To others, you might’ve looked a bit too close. But to you two, it was only friendship. You’d both made that clear at the very beginning.

February 2nd, 2019

“Nice to meet you, ____! My name is Soo-a.” You both exchange handshakes, returning the smiles. “This place all ours?” She sets her things down in your doorway, walking in awe at the high ceilings. “Yep, my old roommate moved in with her fiance. Though, not sure how long that’s gonna last” she chuckles, and hands you a white envelope.

“Thank you for taking me in, _____" You nod, giving her the rest of your tour.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Still, even if he might be the worst person on the EARTH, he still controls my paycheck balance!” She laughs, taking a sip of her milk tea creme boba.

“Yeah, but it’s your birthday! Can’t you just tell him that?” You shake your head. “He’s the hardest one to compensate for”. She smirks, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Hard?” Punching her arm, you both resume your laughter. “Shut up!”

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“Come on girly! We’re gonna be late for cocktail hour!” Soo-ah yells down the stairs, hurrying up your motions. “Almost finished!” You slip on the knee high boots, adjusting the hem of your dress to not be too flashy. Your eyes pause on the little dinky piece of jewelry your ex had gotten you for your anniversary last year.

…

“Why can’t you just believe me, ____??” The glass shattering brings back the recently observed memories of what your asshole of a boyfriend had been doing in the club that night.

“Believe you!? Why should I when you literally have lipstick and hickey marks on you!?” He huffs, following you around the apartment, trying to stop your motions from throwing his shit out of the balcony window.

“HEY! We’re on the 37th floor, you bitch!” He raises his hand, before you know it, you're on the floor with bruises and cuts all over your shaking body.

The rain poured down almost as hard as your tears. Silent cries are heard through the whole apartment when he left much later after his anger-releasing session, which you had been unfortunately on the receiving end of. That night, he’d taken something from you much more than happiness.

Your love.

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That’s how you ended up here. Sleeping with every person known to man. Being gone in the morning with nothing but a trail of self-deprivation and an even larger hate for yourself. Anything but the hurt from love you remembered. Never the same person, too much of a risk for falling.

Again.

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“Which one are you thinking, ____?” Soo-ah’s sweet voice pulls you out of your thoughts.

“Huh?” She giggles, setting the teal blue button up sheer shirt down on the rack once more.

“Earth to ___?. Where’d you run off this time, Dorothy?~” Your cheeks redden from the nickname.

“Shushhh” You press a finger to her lips, you both laugh at the scene.

“Why are we even here? Is your closet AND my closet not good enough?” She chuckles, walking hand-in-hand with yours. The action wasn’t new. You’ve been friends for almost 5 years. Sleeping in the same bed sometimes, even. She’s been your rock, the only one you can really open up to. She’s an amazing listener. She sat with you for 3 days in your bay window, silently letting you cry on her shoulder after your bad breakup. Bringing you everything from ice cream, to your laptop to curl up and watch stupid people in stupid love.

How stupid.

“I knowww, but we’re going to the club again tonight! I can’t be seen in the same outfit! What would people think of me??” you laugh, nodding at her.

“Okay okay, just hurry up. I still need to send in that report for Dr. Berkeley.” She nods, acting like a kid in a candy store.

“No promises, babes!” She peaks her head out from behind the curtain once, before retreating to try on more clothes.

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With each of the man’s thrust, you’re pushed further into a pit of boredom. Getting lost in all the chores you have to do, once you get back to your apartment. Soo-ah had already picked a guy up at the bar, not even five minutes into arriving. So, looks like it's just you for dinner once again.

“I told you the blue works~” she teases, whispering as she gets led away from the crowd, and you.

“Fucking hell, Yes, GOD YES!”

You thought it'd be a good idea to scope out a guy of your own to release your stress. Though, it hadn’t gone the way you planned. He’d immediately pulled you into the bathroom stalls, already stripping you of your cute black skirt.

At least finger me, bastard. You thought.

“S-shit! I’m gonna cum!” He moans, two more wear slaps to your ass applied.

You’re just waiting for him and his shrimpy dick to hurry up and finish. Maybe you could stop by and get some fried chicken on the way home? If this fucker would hurry up already.

“F-fucking yES!!-” He sounds like a screaming banshee. How’d you find him attractive before the 5 tequila shots you had downed? You didn’t. No amount of alcohol in the world would make this boy attractive to you. Period.

Beads of hot cum drip down your thighs, as his thrusts start to subside. His sweaty body leaning forward for support against your own. You immediately move out from under him, quickly fixing yourself and making your way out of that sex-filled place.

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Your mind is still racing with thoughts on food. Chicken? Naengmyeon? Should you order some chinese food instead? Maybe you can even get some of those crab rangoo-

“Oh shit! I’m sorry-” The cold liquid drips down your white blouse, soaking and staining the material quickly.

“Fucking- ..Damn it!” You groan, grabbing napkins out of the man’s grip, wiping yourself off.

“I’m so sorry- I didn’t see you there” You look up, eyes met with a dark haired man, with an alluring aura. His brown eyes pull you in like the kid dipping his whole hand into the chocolate stream in willy-wonka and the Chocolate factory. His white undershirt slightly unbuttoned, revealing a sliver of his tanned collarbone.

“I..it’s okay-” You reply, still studying his frame. A little taller than your own, with muscles threatening to break his suit. The charcoal grey black suit he’d been sporting.

“No, I should’ve been looking where I was going-” he shakes his head, denying your excuse.

“No, it’s my fault, darling. My contacts had been messing with me.” offering some more napkins stolen from the bar side. “Fucking blind eyes..” he mumbles, trying to help you wipe off the liquid, before quickly releasing that he’d been overstepping, You chuckle at his cuteness. How can someone be so hot … be so adorable?

“No really, it’s fine. I never liked this stupid thing anyways” his shoulders relax a bit, now knowing that you won’t be suing him.

“Still,”

His frame takes up much more space than you’d thought.

“I’d like to make it up to you..” He whispers against the shell of your ear, the room sounding a lot less deep. You look up, returning the same look in his eyes. He pulls you closer to his figure, pressed up against each other’s bodies now.

“Your place or mine?”

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His apartment hadn’t been what you were expecting. Same figures dance still-like on his top shelves, Some of animes you’d never heard of nor seen, and some just pictures of him with (what you’re guessing) is his friends.

“Can I get you something to drink?” He walks in, a glass of water in hand.

“No thank you.” Your arms folded across your chest, examining the detailed and very minimally decorated apartment. A dark gray comforter, one that almost matches the shade of his suit, lays across one of the beds. Two beds?

“Do you live alone?” You ask, joining him on what you’re guessing is his bed.

“No. I live with my roommate, Jimin. But he’s out with his family right now so..” The look in his eyes tells you anything and everything you might ask.

“So.. no water?” You shake your head. Leaning in, closing the gap between you both. He doesn’t hesitate, meeting your lips in the middle. A hand comes trailing up your cheek, while the other guides you to crawl onto his lap. You obliged, sitting yourself against his taut frame. Your hips grind down to meet his own, hand coming to wrap around your head, gripping your locks firmly. He gives a slight tug, testing the waters.

“Fuck-” you moan against his lips, pushing him backwards onto his bed. You both barely make a dent, ironically. His kisses are passionate to say the least. Fighting with the only weapon a rapper knows how to use.

Tongue.

“Off.” He tugs on your shirt, the message sinking in quickly. You raise your alcohol stained shirt over your head, throwing it somewhere across the room. Your hand travels down his chiseled frame, resting atop his hardening clothed cock. Your palms press lightly against the fabric, teasing him. He throws his head back, pushing against the sheets, moans heaving from his chest.

“F-fuck baby please- don’t tease” You giggle, unzipping the fancy fabric, Shimming your way down his torso, you place your hands on his thighs, eye-level with his crotch.

He sits up, putting his weight on his elbows to watch your moves. You pull his trousers down his thick thighs, just enough to free his throbbing cock.

“Holy shit..” He curses, you giving kitten-like licks up and down his shaft. He moves a free hand back to his original position on your head, firmly gripping brunches of your hair at the root.

Spitting in the palm of your hand, you wrap your hand around his dick, motioning it up and down, pressing butterfly-like kisses to the tip, allowing more pre-cum to spill out the slit. You wrap your lips around the top, before taking in a big breath through your nose, loosening your jaw. The rest, wrapped in your hand perfectly, moving with the rhythm of your bobbing. It had been a while since you'd sucked some actual dick. The random guys you'd slept with had just shoved it in like an impatient kid wanting the stupid gumball machine toy.

“F-fucking sh-shit!” He stop your motions, holding you above his dick pausing the session. “Did I do something wrong?” He shakes his head.

“I..I forgot to ask your name..”

You smirk, wiggling your way out of his grip to continue your motions. You look up through your eyelashes, a glassy look spreads across your gaze.

“Call me mommy”.

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#Bts hoseok fan fic #bts fan fic #jung hoseok #shitty smut and fluff writing #bts fwb #If you notice the easter egg in this #it's because my smut skills rn sound like an expository essay #soooo- i plagiarized from my own work so lol #one part done #woo. hoo.#this hard work yall #my brain no work rn #idk how #jung hoseok x reader #hoseok x reader #hoseok x yn

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leafcabbage · 1 year

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heck yeah!!!! the sneeg of the snag variety himself!!

do you have many thoughts about him? because i am going to be thinking about this all day and the main one is going to be sneeg trying really hard to be a distant mentor and not care about ranboo because it's obvious to everyone that they're not gonna make it to the second day but somewhere along the line he looks at them and realizes "fuck i would both kill and die for them" and so he tries to be more distant to save himself when they inevitably die, but ranboo ends up thinking that they've done something wrong and they keep trying to make it up to sneeg but nothing seems to be working- aaaasaaaahdkalajdksksl the angst potential of this, kale!

val you have no idea how autistic you have made me. no idea. thank you so very much. everythings under the cut as usual im just doing that in general with this because it always ends up long smh

I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT HIM AND YOU!! ARE DEFINITELY ON THE RIGHT TRACK!!! SO first of all. ranboo is like 16 when they're in the games. that's just worth saying. i made them a little younger than in drdi because why would i NOT. (this makes ranboo and tubbo 16 and tommy 15 btw. just for reference.) sneeg is the winner of the 64th hunger games when he was 14 (10 years ago from when ranboo's is wow!) he won with literally a whole ass knife stuck in his side but he still won. now its fun to note that no one from district 8 has won since. every other tribute has died. theres another mentor though of course, the one who mentored sneeg is still around so each tribute gets a mentor.

ok all that done

so of course there are two tributes from 8, ranboo and an 18 year old who is accustomed to physical labor and has a much better chance than ranboo. and of course sneeg ends up mentoring ranboo and the other person mentors the male tribute. now ranboo is 16, theyre terrified, they know they're going to die and they just dont want it to hurt too badly. they have no one at home who cares (theres still lorraine in this au but like. she sure doesnt give a shit if ranboo comes back) and they just want someone to care. unfortunately, sneeg has dealt with watching too many kids die, and he doesnt even want to hope that ranboo might make it through, even through sheer luck. he doesnt want to be an asshole, but he's tired. i think yknow, its not that ranboo doesnt know what they did to make sneeg "not like" them, they just assume that he's the same as everyone else out there who has decided they arent worth it.

but yeah, unfortunately ranboo is very hard for sneeg not to care about. tributes have a week of training, and its like, the night of the 4th day after the individual sessions where each tribute gets a score that he finds ranboo sitting out on the balcony. they got a 4 or something, pretty much the lowest of the group. he sits down with them, and hes trying to figure out something to say that might make them feel a little better about the whole thing, and before he can, they point down at a building and are like "you see that support? if you took that out, the whole structural integrity would be compromised. it would be easy to take out after that." and sneeg is like ".... okay?" and ranboo just kinda shrugs and is like "i just noticed it i guess." and sneeg is like "okay, what else have you 'just noticed'?" and they end up having a whole conversation and it turns out that ranboo has a very good eye for how things can fall apart. something that sneeg might have been able to work when directing them on what to do in training and for strategy if he had just paid attention. and he feels incredibly guilty about that.

but its not guilt that makes him care about them. unfortunately it turns out that theyre pretty funny despite being resigned to death and theyre just generally a good kid and he breaks his own rule about not caring about tributes. he helps them come up with what to say during the interviews, how to play a part that might get them sponsors, how to make themself seem like a little less of a target. he and ranboo run through all the different techniques they could use for survival despite their lack of strength or fighting ability. both think its kind of useless, but they both want to believe that maybe it'll help. it keeps ranboo from deciding to step off the pedestal and just blow themself up at the start at least. they have one person on their side at least, and that's better than they've had in years. (of course, theres tommy and tubbo too, but ranboo isnt entirely sure yet that they arent just gonna get killed in their sleep at some point lmao)

each tribute gets to bring a token into the arena with them. ranboo didn't have one before coming to the capitol, but they have one going in to the arena. im not sure what its gonna be yet, but i do know it would be from sneeg.

#i was. stimming too hard to answer. for a hot second there #drdi au #potatocupcakeval #cabbage answers #fic related #this is such a mess and prone to change but HERE

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princesable · 1 year

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wwait please do tell ur issues with omori if u feel like it. as a somewhat omori enjoyer (<omocat sucks) i wanna see others' opinions as well

ok on my puter here u go. im not gonna write out like. an essay im just gonna list things out in bullet points because thats easier for me so sorry if this is hard to read/understand. quick side note i've played this game around 3 times because i love showing it to people so they can get mad about it with me. i feel like this is important because ive like. actually played the game and not pulling all of this out of a cut down letsplay (also just so no one gets mad at me i pirated it) but also my memory is awful. i am planning to play it again and actively take notes so i can write something more coherent. also putting it under a read more because i didnt realize how much i had to say about this

the story sucks tbh. like its an interesting concept that could have been done in an extremely impactful way but i felt nothing. like i didnt care about mari and i didnt care about sunny because he had like. no personality outside of "silent main character everyone likes". like if you dont care about mari the whole story falls apart. it relies very heavily on you caring about the two of them which is FINE but they do a really bad job of making me actually give a shit.

hero got like fucking nothing in the story and that bothers me like. outside of sunny we should have seen how mari's death impacted him the most because. you know. THEY WERE DATING? but we never get to spend time with hero. like all he is is "the nice one" i wish we got to see. anything with him but i swear they just weren't allowed to have him express emotions that werent extremely mild or something. actually now that i think about it it feels like hero was an after thought in like. everything. his dream word ability is barely used and when it is it feels like anyone could have done it. have it literally just be that he can flip switches is stupid. you could remove hero from the game and it would impact nothing.

AUBREYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY the church confrontation scene was like. GENUINELY GOOD? and then after that they just forget to do anything with her. like it pisses me off how that scene was actually good and the only part that genuinely got me to feel anything and then she just gets nothing. like her "bully" scenes are pretty good and i genuinely sympathized with her but it kind of felt like. you werent supposed to? idk if that makes sense because you totally WERE supposed to feel bad for aubrey but having the kel high fives directly after multiple scene where you make her cry felt so. fucking weird. maybe that was the point idk. aubrey's my favorite character i wish omocat knew how to write

SPEAKING OF KEL. I REALLY REALLY DONT LIKE HOW THE GAME TREATS HIM. he's supposed to be the comic relief but like. EVERY joke is either "kel is gross/stupid" or "aubrey is mean to him for no fucking reason" and it gets old really fast because he's just a kid??? like him and aubrey are just mean to each other thats their whole thing which is FINE i GUESS but its not funny?? its just incredibly mean spirited and not fair to him as a character. why couldnt he have just been silly without the game seemingly hating him for trying to have fun. like most of his moveset is based around being annoying its. its weird man idk. also the fact this is a fucking item in the game

when i got this for the first time i put my head in my fucking hands man this sucks.

Basil. basil could have been an EXTREMELY interesting character but hes just so. whiny. it gets old really fast. the final fight with him was pretty good i guess. i dont have much to say about him sadly because i just like. dont remember. nothing with him stuck with me. OH WAIT the black space bit where you repeatedly kill him in extremely gruesome ways was. kind of fucking weird. because hes 10. it was unnecessary like if you REALLY wanted the fact that sunny is trying so hard to repress anything that reminds him of what he did to be represented through basil dying you could have just done it a couple times idk. weird scene.

ok moving on from characters the art is. a lot. its very hard to tell the dream world party members apart because omocat just has really bad same fact syndrome, it doesnt help that they all have the same color palettes. speaking of color palettes why do the overworld sprites white wash kel and hero. its less noticeable with hero but like. come on man its not hard to color pick your own art

still on the art the fact everything moves is fun in concept but REALLY distracting in execution. theres been multiple fights (specifically sweetheart, the king crawler and humphrey) where i've gotten awful headaches and had to take a break because i felt sick from all the movement lol. also the animation for releasing energy does NOT help who thought making the screen shake that much was a good idea dear god. like seriously this game needs to have some kind of warning

using sweetheart as an excuse to talk about how the dream world its such a fucking slog. i UNDERSTAND the point is that sunny is doing everything in his power to not reach the truth so he creates roadblocks but oh my goddddddd its so annoying to constantly have the plot take a backseat so we can go to a wedding or go to a casino or GO IN THAT STUPID FUCKING WHALE. the fact that there is a fucking mod that removes the humphrey segment should say enough. like that part in particular was soooooo fucking bad. its so boring. the humphrey fight has THREE FUCKING PHASES. I DONT KNOW WHO THOUGHT THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA BUT THEY SHOULD BE KILLED. ITS AN AWFUL EXPERIENCE

the emotion system is an interesting idea but i wish they did more with it. once you figure out that everyone has one theyre best with you stop playing with them. it stopped being fun to battle because its just make aubrey angry -> make sunny sad -> make kel happy -> have hero do fucking nothing -> hit them. idk maybe they could have had like. special emotions for boss fights?? im not sure how that'd work but i wish they added little twists every now and then to keep all the battles from feeling the same.

the real world isnt much better honestly. all the aubrey shit made me angry and the battles are so weirdly unfair its just not fun. like it doesnt penalize you for losing real world battles but its like. idk they suck. also the fact it doesnt tell you food doesnt heal you in the real world fucked me up when i first played because i was so used to the dream world i spent all my money on soda and then spent the entirety of the real world on like 1 hp i cant add spoilers on tumblr so animal harm/death and suicide warning for this next part. if you dont want to read that theres nothing else after it so youre good to just stop reading now

i dont like the black space. like i briefly went over it in the basil segment but it left such a bad taste in my mouth. especially the part where you are seemingly "forced" to cut your fucking cat open as it begs you to free it and the only way to not hurt it is to kill yourself?? ok.

speaking of which the fact the only way to leave the dream world and wake up is to kill yourself complete with a little sound effect is weird to me. idk man omori is 10 im not exactly keen on watching a child kill himself several times.

honestly the games handling of suicide is gross to me. obviously i dont think you should never talk about suicide i think its a very important topic but they way its handled in omori is almost. glorified? idk if that the right word. omori/sunny can kill himself so many times in this game and i just found that a little weird. also basil can kill himself and you can see his body just. sitting there. ok im running out of writing steam if i think of anything else i'll make another post or you have any follow up questions let me know im gonna go watch scott the woz

#charlie moment

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enneadau · 1 year

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Well dear wonderful author, I am currently stumped and I’m not sure I know how to get out. This might not make much sense, I’m sorry in advance.

I was sort of daydreaming and trying to picture what the 5Ds version of Ennead would look like. It helps me to avoid falling down the rabbit hole of other storyline based questions that aren’t questions as much as random thoughts that I should be patient for their reveal.

I ended up wondering just how much of the story would change because I always sort of assumed that the original characters from DM were dead and Judai/Jaden was in another dimension while the whole 5Ds thing went down. Because they probably would have made a big difference if they had been active.

After much thought I haven’t been able to picture a 60-80 year old Seto Kaiba just laying down and letting any part of Domino turn into a lawless junk heap that the 5Ds Satellite is shown to be in the show. That goes doubly so for your wonderful characterization of Seto when he is “teetering an a mental breakdown when what is his is threatened.” But that’s just my love for “Help Me” showing.

Maybe this is because in my experience, 80 year olds tend to have very few 🦆s to give and even at that age, are prone will do whatever they want. I just can’t picture your Sato Kaiba at 60 years old, his city literally torn apart, deciding that he is going to let the government or whatever the 🦆 “sector security” is supposed to be, turn the Domino bay into a Japanese Berlin Wall.

Tracking citizens through gold marks I could see him doing, but that’s for a different reason and he would probably be a lot more competent with the execution of said tracking than how it’s used in the show.

Actually he’d be a lot more competent in many different components of the series.

Especially with all the work he has put into getting a theme park up and running in like 6 months for Battle of the Gods and what I can only guess he did when his school and niece were sucked into another dimension. Compared to that, building a bridge to reconnect a portion of the city to the mainland is practically child’s play to the old man. He’d probably be upset that he had to actually leave his house to tall people what they are doing to resolve the new catastrophe.

To be honest it might be because I can pretty easily picture him with silver hair berating everyone at fault for the incident while waving a cane around and saying that they are some of the most stupid people he’s come across in a long while before firing them all.

And that’s not even getting into my thoughts about what Judai must be doing during this time in her 40s-60s. For some reason I can imagine her finding Akiza or Rua or both before the story even starts and helping them get a hold of their powers.

I also seem to be stuck with the idea that Yugi’s first life after her separation with Meisa happened during the whole signer/dark signer incident and she was supposed to take up one of the marks again. But that might just be because I remember you saying that she would have been reborn around the same time as Yusei and the others and recalling that the English dub used “nearly five-thousand years ago” to describe their timeline)

So, to conclude dear author, Goddess of this universe. How crazy do I sound for contemplating these thoughts when I know you had just started watching the subbed GX series a few weeks ago? I should be very aware that you have not done a deep dive into 5Ds but I still can’t stop thinking about it.

Thank you again for all of your hard work. Everything in Ennead, Miraculous, Help Me, and well everything is just amazing!!! I don’t know why I’m focusing on the 5Ds aspect of this. Especially when you have such well fleshed out stories already written.

I don't remember saying Yugi died by then, but there's been new plans:

Yugi is still alive by 5ds. She's the Guardian of Old Domino.

When Zero Reverse happens she and Meisa rejoined to unleash their divine magic and manage to save a portion of Domino and the people living on that area but get overwhelmed because even Gods could be killed in Egypt and end up asleep for a while.

Old Domino, the section of Domino they managed to protect, is untainted by the darkness from the blast because of her magic, but Yugi has to maintain it or it would get corrupted from either side by the darkness in the areas to either side. That takes a LOT of energy. Like it started corrupting while they were unconscious straight after the blast, but she managed to fix it and now has to maintain it to keep it safe. If she uses too much magic for something else, she loses ground on the safe zone So she has to focus on protecting Old Domino.

She's like 70 years old but she is still kickass enough to keep a section of Old Domino alive. The Dark Signers can't pass into her territory, but she can't leave either. She's tied to the land now. She does take in waifs and strays that need looking after and help them learn how to handle any magic they gain.

Her daughter, on the other hand, is a part-time Turbo-Duelist, part time psychic-trainer, psychic being the 'up to date' term for Shadow Touched Duelists.

This is all pre-5ds stuff though because I haven't seen the series. Beyond that, I'm not sure how else I'm going to progress. I'll work it out when I see more of 5ds.

I am trying to ignore the desire to put Mana Mutou, Suguru's daughter, in with Yusei and the others right now. XD

#ennead #5ds #fanfiction #series #ygo #yugioh #future #long way off

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morkofday · 1 year

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I tried to format this with a comma and a capital letter to show where a new line is in these songs/quotes bc tumblr hates formatting!

"Don't you ever, Tame your demons, But always keep them on a leash" - Arsonist's Lullabye, Hozier (maybe vegaspete or beyond evil?)

"And from these rooftops, I'll scream your name, Bravely to the dark" - Tyler Knott Gregson (rooftops always give me patpran vibes but anyone else if good too)

"How much should my longing fall like snow, Before the days of spring return, friend?, Snowflakes fall down, And fall apart little by little, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you" - Spring Day, BTS

Also basically any of Do I Wanna Know by the Arctic Monkeys gives me patpran vibes but idk if this is a basic choice? It could be overused but im not sure but anyway!! "I dreamt about you nearly every night this week, How many secrets can you keep?, 'Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow and I play it on repeat, Until I fall asleep, Ever thought of calling when you've had a few? Because I always do, Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new."

Also I'm happy to take literally anything for The Eclipse (I feel like I really dont see many edits of it? But I feel like its difficult to pin down a specific vibe because it was so much grief but it is maybe my favourite right now!) or Between Us/Not Me/Bad Buddy/Vice Versa/Beyond Evil!

hello lizzie ^^ i hope you've been well!

this is for you!

i hope you like what i came up with even when i took some liberties with the prompt. you gave me so many options to choose from, so many good options, but ever since i first got this ask, i was fixated on that hozier line. it just seemed to fit beyond evil so perfectly and i was so excited to make something for that drama bc i never did back when i watched it. thank you so much for it! (and also special love for throwing spring day at me, it made me smile fondly ♥ maybe i'll end up using it when i find something fitting to use it for)

(more blabberings under the cut bc this edit made me think some thoughts!)

first of all, i have to admit that i have almost forgotten everything that happened in beyond evil. it's been over a year since i binged through it and it never stuck with me the same way as, let's say, the devil judge did. but i still found it super interesting and with this prompt, i came to think about the themes in it once more. i came to think about the story, and the world, and the people. most of all, the people.

bc, second of all, i am obsessed with the dynamic of our two main characters. they are like fire and ice, and they struggle to understand each other bc of it. joowon is young, righteous, hopeful, and naive. dongsik is older, has already seen the cruelty of the world, and knows how much it can hurt. but he has not given up, and instead, there is this plan and then –

well. joowon comes and messes it up. kind of. tho he also becomes dongsik's ally, and then comes to see how unfair the world can be, and watching all of this happen hurts dongsik who, until then, has not shied away from sacrifice. he has let the people around him be hurt. he has been selfish in that sense. and then this one person more threatens to tip him over.

so, i had thoughts. and then i somehow tried to put all of them into this edit: the differences between joowon and dongsik, their individual journeys, their joined moments. there's dongsik with his undying fire, the only thing left pushing him through as he loses, and loses, and loses again and again. there's joowon with his one goal: to serve justice. he's willing to try and reach this goal by any means necessary. he almost becomes blind to how impossible reaching it can be.

they both have their demons. dongsik's are vengeful, full of years-old rage. they're simmering somewhere behind his smiles and in his stern eyes and under the tears he so unwillingly sheds. he cannot tame them despite all the time that has passed. he doesn't want to.

and then there's joowon with his newly found demons, the ones that are out of his control, the ones that would like to drive a bullet into his father's chest or smash a golf club into his head. the demons that turn the calm and collected detective han into someone he didn't know he could be. the demons that are born out of his old and new grief.

the caption seemed to put all of this so nicely. it's one of dongsik's lines said to joowon. there's something scary about how far ppl are willing to go out of love and attachment. we're terrifying creatures once someone takes something we care about away from us.

i hope you didn't find my ramblings or the edit itself boring. i personally love the simplicity of it all. i haven't done anything black and white in a long while so this felt refreshing and fun.

thank you once more for your prompt and have a good weekend ♥

#thank you ♥#promptrambles #makeavish2023

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filthy-reckless-rp · 2 years

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♛ Spotted on the Upper East Side…

Name: Scarlett Vandervort Pronouns: She/Her Age: 21 years old Hometown: Upper East Side, NY Occupation: Senior at Brown University Social Status: Insider Faceclaim: Margot Robbie

Who Is Scarlett?

“She used to rule the world, she can’t believe she’s become a shell of herself, oh because she used to be a pearl.”

Now who is that with a glass of red in her hand? It can’t possibly be Scarlett Vandervort, could it? Still keeping everything together, no? Well, I’m sure I’ll find out all about it now that I’m back. I hope you’re not still upset about me updating my followers on daddy dearest’s engagement - I’m sure he was just about to tell you himself. The big day must be getting close now and it looks like you’re set to have a new mommy. How exciting! At least you haven’t literally run away from your problems unlike baby sis but there are other destructive ways to cope. Last time I was around, you were still clinging to the role of sensible, together, good big sister. Keep your mouth shut, mind your manners and do better. If you could just get the grades, get into medical school, be the best of the best then maybe things would get better. Well, I won’t blame a gal for trying. Let’s grab a drink some time, I’m happy to lend a listening ear. XOXO ---Gossip Girl

A Little Extra

Scarlett Vandervort is the eldest of the Vandervort sisters and yes, has played the role of ‘mom’ to the rest of her family (even to their mom). She’s always been a perfectionist, a golden child, an overachiever because if she could achieve, then she would be noticed. She’d be praised. And if she did really, really, really well... Maybe her dad would notice. Maybe her dad would come home. When they were young, Mr Vandervort had an affair but unlike with most frivolous affairs on the Upper East Side, this one stuck. One day he packed up his bags, broke his girls’ hearts and moved the mistress into his penthouse apartment. Scarlett was furious, heartbroken and the one who had to keep it all together. She became the glue, the one who took care of everyone else. The one who held sweet Sophia when she was crying, the one who argued until she was blue in the face with Sapphire when she acted out. The one who made sure their mom was tucked in, wine glass tucked into the dishwasher, safe and sound.

Scarlett wasn’t allowed to fall apart though. No, Scarlett had to be perfect. She was doing really well too, you know? Focusing on her work, on logical solutions and letting the cold, hard truth of her father’s betrayal keep her from wavering. Then the announcement was made, the ‘save the dates’ were sent out. He was going to marry the mistress. It hit Scarlett like a freight train. She cried for the first time since he left and she didn’t stop. She started drinking a little too much wine, started missing deadlines. She started to unravel. Perfect Scarlett Vandervort couldn’t fall apart though, that wasn’t a part of the plan so maybe she took a little something to get back on track. To get her concentration back. It was just for studying, okay? And she’s so close to graduating from Brown and getting into medical school. She’s so close to being the perfect person she always wanted to be. Always thought she wanted to be. Thought her father would want her to be. If she just ignores the rest of the world - even her damn family - and focuses on herself, then she can do this. Right?

What Does Gossip Girl Have On Them?

Scarlett was absolutely not involved in any Gossip Girl takedowns, thank you very much. However, she does hate that damn blog. Good riddance. Unfortunately for her, Gossip Girl might just catch wind of what she’s been up to so she can stay up too.

Connections

Sophia and Sapphire Vandervort - the sisters! Scarlett always got on better with sweet baby Sophia than with Sapphire. She and Saph were constantly at each other’s throats, cruel truths and vicious remarks thrown at each other. It was because of Him, of course. Their father and for a while, they realised that and for a while, it was better. Until it wasn’t. Now Sapphire’s gone and Scarlett doesn’t have the time for sweet baby Sophia.

Faith Mendez - the best friend forever. Faith and Scarlett have been friends since they were kids, sharing a career dream and a real disregard for Constance Billard’s cliquey BS bonding them for life.

Addison Sherwood - college bestie. Scarlett, Faith and Addie are the future-docs-of-the-UES club.

Logan Hunter - Scarlett tutored Logan in high school (perhaps the greatest challenge of her life at the time) and, admittedly, had a giant crush on them. She didn’t trust him though, believing whispered rumours about his reputation. Thankfully, they managed to get past that. Logan is the one person she can still be soft with.

Jason Walker - oh, Jason... They were maybe going to be something, you know? Maybe. If he’d ever say anything instead of punching out her dates instead.

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