#I CREDITED WHERE I FOUND THE TRICK BUT I STILL FEEL BAD

[cathchicken]

Ok so after a bit of me actually taking time to think about the collectors situation this is my sort of realized opinion: (warning: it is very long)

As I saw someone else state, the collector was previously imprisoned for like hundreds of years on the isles. Probably not a nice memory to have. Although, it was pretty much only with you know who, so it’s not like he’s gotten sick of or holds a feeling to flee the entire demon realm itself. But I dont feel bad if he wants some space (haha)

Aside from his siblings, there wasn’t really a specified thing for him to dislike the stars in any way. If anything he felt more comfortable there. he probably misses it a little bit, given the starry aesthetic of the archives and stuff. NOW don’t take this as me saying he is better off there. If anything, I am still a little nervous about the whole situation. The ambiguity of “the stars”, while I like in a petty fashion, doesn’t give much confirmation on what he’s actually dealing with. It is something familiar at least, but we don’t even know if it’s literally space or just another realm (parallel to the demon realm or human realm). If I had to hope of anything though, that if they meet their siblings, he beats them to a pulp. Fuck them. I don’t think he’d get tricked by them again, since he’s clearly figured out their shit even before season 3. Overall, I wish they elaborated on the realm before having him just whizz off there at the end. It could be good or bad, but in the end we do sort of have a reason to feel “wait wtf come back” and “where are you going??” In a way.

NOW the other thing! That people who are angry about this situation are bringing up (and that I mainly agree with). Which is the whole “found family” message of the show, and also the “nobody argued” line. Now, thinking about it from the shoes of Luz/Eda: powerful being who sort of just brainwashed (? Idk what to call the puppet situation. Controlled..? Eh, you know what I mean) a shit ton of people and doesn’t seem to care about their well being. Face-value. BUT!! (Big but) They also see that this being is a child that genuinely does want normal things like love and truth, but doesn’t understand concepts like death and friendship. They see a kid that is really upset, but trying their best to make others perceive themselves as “approachable” and/or worthy of their time (oof). Overall, trying his very best. Luz specifically sees all of this, and even makes an effort to congratulate the Collector when he attempts to take what she said into heart. He IS perfectly capable of expressing himself in a healthy way, he really just needs a proper parental figure to help him out. (Stares aggressively at Camila until she burns up). He’s not “uncontrollable”, he’s just lived the past few years with a crusty old puritan and has essentially learned the exact opposite of what he’s trying to accomplish.

Then, we get to the scene where the “nobody argued” line hits. Oog. I can understand that they think he should take time to himself after all of… that. And they probably respect his choice to mature too. ALTHOUGH. Like, after everything I’ve previously pointed out… wouldn’t any of them be a t i n y bit concerned about him going off all alone again? His whole ordeal these years has him being afraid of being alone!! He is ofc welcomed to the owl house, and can return whenever he likes, but, just like us, we don’t know crap about the star realm. The only things they know is that out there, he has shit siblings that fucked him up. Wouldn’t at least some of them be concerned? I do have a feeling he is going to be fine (we “sort” of see him in the credits so he’s alive which is to be expected). But still, in that moment, it would be weird that “no one argued”. All I would have wanted was someone to say “but will you be ok alone?” And then saying “oh yeah! I like it there, I know how to get around/ I have people there that I am cool with 👍” and then that. Like a little thing… idk. I do like that idea that after a few days he comes back because he realizes “actually I am mentally 9 (and possibly autistic) I don’t know how to figure out social cues on my own.” Like again there could be star people who are cool and will fill that place, but that’s only speculation. This whole time they were building up the idea that he shouldn’t be alone and needs others to figure stuff out! Because he was with Luz, only for a little bit, he absorbed the idea that giving kindness, when it’s deserved, is a better way to make friends than forcing people. And because he was with Luz, he learned (the hard way) how scary and forever death really is. Then in that ending scene with him, he just… figures he will be cool without them for a bit, and they agree too. (?) rehghfjk. This wasn’t a totally terrible decision, but the ambiguity of it just!! Makes it reasonably to feel ok with. How long will he be gone at a time? Are there other people he will be with? We aren’t exactly given an answer. We get allusions, but that’s it.

I am at least glad that King, of all people, would tell them that he wishes the collector would come back soon. (Was that another way of them saying he would come back sooner than later? It’s not confirmed so idk) I like this because, well, King was essentially the person that the Collector was closest to. (Besides Belos but he was the exact opposite on the spectrum of cool people to hang out with) King, as a kid himself, would relate most to him. He says that himself in FTF. He is understandably pissed at the whole puppet thing, but he understands that “I should address this but also acknowledge he doesn’t know better to an extent”. King would want to treat the Collector as he would himself, and how he knows how important having a family, whether it is blood or found, is important to oneself. King wouldn’t be half the character he is nowadays if it wasn’t for Eda and Luz to accompany him. When he told the collector “I hope to see you again” that makes sense; he knows that the collector would benefit from having people like how he did, and it would be beneficial, regardless if the collector does get proper parental figures in the star realm, if he would see them often. And ofc, he would probably genuinely want to hang out with them as well. He was glad to be their friend, to an extent. He was never totally unhappy about his situation in FTF. Also, him giving the Collector Francois at the end was really cute. Just in case he needs a buddy until he gets there. As far as we know, the collector needs Francois more than King does. And I think King knows that.

Ok so I think that’s it for my thoughts. If I suddenly remember something I will add it in. I’m not saying that I’m right or wrong, this is just how I genuinely feel. Feel free to comment your own opinions!! I am open to have my mind changed. In the end, I guess I just want the best for my little blorbo. Can you blame me…??

#toh #the owl house #the collector #toh collector #text #toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #toh watching and dreaming

[mandomaterial]

Forgotten pt.7

Pairing: Tonowari × Metkayina!Reader

Wordcount: 3k

Warnings: medical stuff, needles, unconsciousness, angst? Idk it doesn't seem angst to me-

Notes: Hiii this chapter doesn't have that much going on and the next ones should get a little better heheh maybe a liiittle more angst

hehehEHEHE anyway, please leave a comment cus i love chatting with u guys!! And i might make a few polls about whatever- how do u guys like Mr. Matthew? I dont wanna to spoil my plans so i won't say anything-

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Spider's footsteps echoed through the corridor as he made his way to your cell to visit you. He wanted to tell you that you would be moved to a new room; a better one; a more comfortable one. He was really happy that he could help you in this way, it wasn’t much but he was sure that you would like the change of scenery. As he got closer, the atmosphere shifted and he could feel that something wasn’t right. Quickly he jogged over to the control pad of your cell and unlocked it. The doors opened with the usual sound of metal scraping against metal but once he looked inside, it was empty.

Instantly panic flooded his senses, eyes blown wide and mind racing. Where were you?! What happened?! His eyes were fleeting across the room back and forth for at least two minutes. When he was absolutely sure that you weren’t in the room and that his mind wasn’t just playing tricks on him, he sprinted out of the room. He had no idea where he was running to so he just went where his bare feet took him. Circling the building, he looked in every room; anywhere he could think of, but you were nowhere to be found. His heart sank and he didn’t know what to do. He liked you, he found comfort in your presence and he didn’t want anything bad happening to you. Even though it was already horrible enough that you were being held captive in this place.

He sank to the floor and thought about what he should do now, hugging his knees and resting his head on them in silence. Just then he heard a pair of shoes clacking through the hallway. He didn’t bother moving, they’d just walk past him anyway, so he just sat there in silence. The two people came closer and closer, their voices also becoming clearer. They were talking about something and they seemed so excited about it as well. At least something was going right there. As they passed by him, he caught a few words that made his blood run cold.

“…I know right? I can’t believe that they just started. I heard that she’s been here for weeks already!” One said. “Well, maybe they just didn’t get the green light until now. What are they doing in there with her?” the other responded. “Not sure. I'm not qualified enough to work directly with the boss man Matthew, but he’s got her hooked up to lots of stuff so that she doesn’t go feral again.”

“She went feral?” “Yeah, started banging and scratching the one-way mirror. Scared the surveillance crew half to death.” the scientist chuckled when she saw the stunned look on her friend’s face. Spider’s eyes were blown wide in shock, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You were at the lab?

Not even thinking about it, he stood up and made a few hurried steps to catch up with the still-talking pair. He grabbed the woman’s arm to get her attention “Where in the lab are they keeping her?” He asked with a cold voice. The woman was pretty surprised and stuttered out the answer “W-when you go in, on the right there’s a sealed room. That’s where.” Spider let go of her and spared the two no second glance. His mind was set on finding you, and no one would stop him.

His feet carried him along the familiar path to the lab. Why didn’t he think of checking here? It doesn’t matter now anyway. He stopped right in front of the large door that led to the lab, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He didn’t know the passcode, what was he going to do now? Just then it opened and gave him quite a scare, not expecting that at all. He took a couple of steps back to let a few of the scientists pass him and then swiftly snuck in, hoping that no one noticed him. The lab was bustling with people, a slightly blue-toned light illuminated the room, making it look very sciency. Spider tried to clear his senses as he kept an eye out for the sealed room the lady from before told him about.

His bare feet made almost no sound as he turned to the right, hoping to see a new door pop up, and there it was. It looked quite ominous as if something frightening was hiding behind it. He approached it to see if he could open it, but no such luck. Looking up a little he found a small glass window that would let him look inside if he were tall enough. He huffed and got on his tip-toes to sneak a glance. Spider couldn’t see much, but he did see a man in a long white lab coat that was blocking his view. The man had his back turned to him and was looking at something on a large metal table. That’s when he noticed the large turquoise limbs hanging off it. He let out a little gasp as the man moved to the side.

It was you. Motionless, as if you were unconscious. Tubes were sticking to your arms and wires stuck on your chest, lots of machines making obnoxious noises as they tracked everything in your body. A mask was covering your face, so that you wouldn’t suffocate, and your hands were tied together with one of those orange slap bracelets. You looked miserable. The man in the lab coat came back into sight and he was holding a syringe filled with a clear liquid. He held it needle up and pushed down on it slightly so that there was no air in it. He took a few steps closer to you and just as he was about to inject it into your left shoulder, Spider started banging on the door. He couldn’t simply watch that creepy doctor inject you with some strange liquid! The doctor dropped the needle in surprise and whipped his head around to see who had disturbed him.

The doctor didn’t recognize the boy, but something about the boy intrigued him. He sighed and picked up the syringe, quickly disposing of it, now that it wasn’t sterile anymore. He took off his latex gloves and tossed them in the trash before walking over to the door and holding his key card against the pad, unlocking it. The door opened with a mechanical hiss and left no barrier between the two, the atmosphere stilled as they stared each other down. Spider didn’t back down as the man took a step closer to him, trying to intimidate him. The doctor sighed and ripped his temples with one hand.

“Can I help you?” He asked with a gentle voice. Not a second later Spider replied “What are you doing with her?”, while having a stern look on his face.

“Well at the moment, not too much. I’m just running a few tests, you know, this and that.” The doctor shrugged. He seemed all too calm about this situation and that made Spider freak out a little. How could he just run tests and experiment on her? Spider huffed and pushed the doctor aside as he made his way past him and into the room. The doctor didn’t even try to stop him as he walked closer to you. His fists balled as he took in the sight. You were barely breathing as you lay motionless on the cold metal table. You looked so different as if the life had been sucked out of you. Your face looked calm but at the same time miserable. Your hair was a mess, probably from how you were handled by the scientists. Spider raised his hand and touched your hair. It wasn’t the same style as when you arrived. He remembered the day you changed it, he had been with you after all. It had been a fun day, the two of you talked about the differences in hair maintenance between the clans. Braids were common for both but they were styled differently. You showed him how you braided your hair and told him stories about how you’d try out different styles on your daughter. She had such lovely hair, thick and curly; it took quite a while to do her hair. That day, you chose to mimic her favorite style, the front in several snug braids and the back open and flowy. Of course, you put your own twist into it and braided a few open strands that rested in front and behind your ears. When you showed Spider the finished product he couldn’t help but smile.

Seeing it so carelessly treated made his heart harden. These people didn’t acknowledge or respect anything you did. He whipped his head around to face the doctor, who was leaning against a wall and observing, giving him a death stare as he asked “Why isn’t she awake?”

The doctor pushed himself off the wall and walked to the boy, putting his hands in his crisp lab coat pockets. “Well, you know as well as me that she won't cooperate, so I have to keep her sedated. A shame actually, would’ve loved to get reactions from her. But, oh well, what else can I do.” He said it so casually as if he wasn’t keeping a living being from living a proper life. Hearing this made a fire start in Spider's heart. You couldn’t live like this? Your body would wither away, and what would happen to your baby? He had to do something to help you, but he had no idea what to do. So he just started talking to the doctor.

“How will she stay alive? Won't she starve?”

“You see that bag over here?” He pointed to a plastic bag that hung over your right shoulder, a tube being connected to your forearm. Spider nodded and the man continued “In there there’s everything her body needs to survive, so technically she doesn’t need to be conscious for as long as I need.

“What? You can't do that! She’ll die!” He cried. He didn’t want you to stay like this.

“Well I’ve been thinking of different ways to keep her calm myself, so maybe I’ll give her tranquilizer pills or something like that. Why are you so concerned about her? She your friend or somethin’?”

Spider averted his questioning gaze and replied “I know her. And you can't keep her here. It’s not healthy in her condition-“ he quickly shut his mouth. He shouldn’t have mentioned anything about you baby. What would he do if he found out? But it was too late. The doctor kept staring at him “What condition… tell me.” He gripped the boy’s shoulder and forced him to meet his eyes.

Spider wanted to smack himself for being so stupid- but that didn’t matter right now, he had to find a way to get out of this.

“Nothing, forget it.” He shook it off. “You can’t keep her here- like this. Take all those things off and let her go. You don’t need her.” He tried convincing the tall man. The man silently walked around the metal table, carefully tracing his fingers along your arm “Now why would I do that? She’s completely different- a new species and I get to discover her secrets,” he gripped your shoulder “and with her DNA we can grow new avatars, but those would be adapted to the ocean. That’s all great isn’t it, huh?” He grinned “So why would I want to stop all that? Maybe there’s something you can tell me, hmm?” The strange man had a dangerous jet playful look in his eyes and Spider realized that he’d been backed into a corner. If he wanted to help you, he had to tell the doctor about your child. Maybe he would show some sympathy.

Spider sighed, put on a brave face, and pressed his lips into a thin line. This could turn your fate for the better or the worse, it was quite risky to let go of this information. But he didn’t have a choice. His eyes met the doctor’s and he stood up straighter, trying not to show any weakness “She’s pregnant.”

Spider expected a reaction but he was met with silence. The two of them stared at each other for a few moments until the doctor broke the silence. “Well this changes things.” he said as he crossed his arms and turned to face you “Are you sure? How do you know?” Spider was a little uncomfortable with the situation, as he didn’t know what was going on inside the man’s head, was this a good or a bad sign? “Uuh- she told me. I spent quite some time with her.” he muttered “But you can't keep her unconscious- it's too cruel. She has to stay healthy, for the baby…” he tried and this time felt something change in the atmosphere. The doctor held one of his hands up and made a ‘come here’ motion. Spider followed the instruction and waited for the man to say something. He kept studying your face until he said “Okay, listen kid. I still have to do my job but I understand. We can compromise okay?” Spiders kept his eyes trained on him, awaiting his terms. “I’ll find a way to deep er conscious, but she has to stay calm okay? And you have to let me examine her, alright? I won't keep her at the lab but she has to come in every couple of days so we can test stuff okay? I won't do too extreme stuff- but if she resists, I have to sedate her again, you understand?”

Spider didn’t like those terms, but if he wanted you to at least wake up again, then he had to agree. So he did. With a heavy heart, he spoke “Alright, but you need to ask her before you do anything. I’ll translate if I can but if she doesn’t want to, you can't force her.” The man shook his head a little from side to side, as if he were in doubt, but threw him a nod in the end. “You also have to help me get her a better room.” Confusion shot over the doctor's face “What? Where has she been staying?” He wondered out loud.

“In one of those cramped cells. It’s horrible.”

The man's face scrunched up and he gritted his teeth “oof- that is horrible. I got locked in there once after an incident at the lab. I was quite a troublesome intern.” He chuckled “Okay, I’ll see to it that she gets a better room as well.” He raised his hand as if asking for a handshake.

“Do we have a deal?” He smiled while offering his hand. Spider hesitantly shook it and let go again just a few seconds later.

“When will she wake up?”

“Hmm?” The doctor seemed confused for a second “Oh right!” He shuffled over to the little metal stand that held another plastic bag. He twisted the little nob on the IV, cutting off the flow before carefully removing the needle that was placed in your arm. He gathered the tube and tied it together in a knot that looked well-practiced.

Afterwards, he walked over to the machine that stood behind you, it made a small beeping noise and was connected to the mask covering your nose and mouth. He pressed some buttons and turned it off. Spider was watching him curiously as he hadn’t seen this sort of machine in the lab before. The doctor noticed his questioning looks and started explaining what he was doing.

“This machine here is what’s keeping her asleep. It’s called an anesthesia machine” he gave it a little pat “pretty damn expensive too. This one came out of my paycheque cus I messed with the other one and broke it.” He gave an awkward little laugh. He didn’t say much more as he took the cables, tubes, and monitors off your body. All the while spider stayed silent, letting the doctor do his work. He was quite efficient and only a couple minutes later, everything was off you. Finally, he put a different mask over your nose "This one is Just connected to a filter so that she can breathe." He pointed to a black tube that was connected to the clear tube. Spider gave him a barely noticeable acknowledging nod.

The doctor seemed to be a little out of it, stuck in his mind, thinking. Spider didn’t want to bother him though so he just waited a little longer. Finally, he seemed to snap out of it, shaking his head a little and making eye contact with the boy. “So…” he rubbed his palms together “I’ll go see someone about the new room… she should wake up in about one to two hours. If she wakes up- well I don’t know… make sure she doesn’t hyperventilate?” With a final little clap, he started walking backwards to the door, struggling to open the handle with his back turned to it, so he awkwardly turned around and opened it. He stepped out, offered Spider a modest wave, and then disappeared.

The room was almost empty now, no more beeping and flashing machines and the only sound that filled the room was your gentle breath. Spider's eyes wandered from the door to you and stayed focused on your mask-covered face. He wanted to talk to you again, he missed your presence a little. It was embarrassing but he liked spending time with you, he even considered you his friend. He knew that he would be waiting for quite some time, so he let himself sink to the floor, leaning his head against the wall.

He wouldn’t leave you alone now.

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[bowieandqueen11]

Congratulations on 8500 followers, well deserved!

🍓 Could I get A,C and D from the romantic alphabet with Steve Rogers please? 🥺

Oh my goodness of course lovely, thank you! :)

Steve Rogers Romantic Alphabet - A,C,D

(I do not own Captain America or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @askthesuperhusbands. Romantic Alphabet template credit goes to @honestsycrets.)

☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°

A = Affection (PDA, what sort of affection they give)

HUGS!! SO. MANY. HUGS. Steve has lost a lot in his life: his parents, his best friend, and even his own time and prior life, so he grips onto you at every opportunity he can get for two main reasons. One: to close his eyes, dip his head into your neck and breathe in your scent, reminding himself that you're real. He hasn't lost you, and neither are you some kind of ethereal dream, or a HYDRA cruel illusion. Secondly: he's afraid that if his strong arms aren't around your waist, tucking you into his pecs until your palms are resting gingerly against them, that somehow the universe will find a way to take away the one thing he cares about most in the world.

He's definitely a kissy man as well. Not huge, PDA, sweeping you off your feet kind of kisses, because he has some of that residue nervousness from before the serum, when he was just an overlooked kid trying his best to fight for a scrap of any prestige. His kisses are far sweeter: he often leans down before he has to leave the Avengers Tower for a mission, a shy smile shining from his radiant face as he slowly pecks your lips. He's embarrassed when he's found out for it, but sometimes he adds an extra little nose rub against your own before he fully pulls away.

C = Cuddles (How they cuddle or are cuddled)

This man is the ultimate cuddler. It comes from multiple, cold, New York nights, where he and Buck could barely afford the rent, and had to spend the night curled up together under his mother's old, mildew stained couch cushions. He knows how to tuck up into a person, which is why it's so sweet that often times in bed he'll try to tuck himself up to your front, curling up like a hedgehog despite his larger stature now. If your arms get tired from holding itself over and around his bicep though, he immediately can tell, and immediately feels really bad. He's getting a lot more accustomed to being the big spoon, feeling a sense of pride at the exhale of pure peace you give when you feel his knees knock up behind your own. Once his hard chin bumps against the top of your head, and you can feel his fluttering heartbeat rest right against your spine, you're able to fall into the most deep, peaceful sleep you've had in a long time.

D = Darling  (Pet names)

'Doll' is definitely his go to, mainly out of habit. Sam tried to trick him a couple of times into trying to call you some really cheesy nicknames from like the 90s like 'my boo', but he still sometimes calls you it to tease you after he saw how hard you laughed at his stuttering pronunciation. Bless his heart.

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[somuchcoffeeandwine]

All right, fellow MCU fans

So, after seeing the Marvels today, it got me thinking. Now, you probably don't know who I am. But I do happen to be a writer. Not a very good one mind you (several people would say otherwise, but shush, give me my self-loathing) Phase 4 (and the current parts of 5) is not that great. So I want to rewrite the Multiverse Saga. Yes. The entire thing. Even though it's not finished.

Very long blocks of text below. It's really the only thing that keeps me organized. Please read it though if you are interested. It'll be split up into sections, for somewhat easy perusal.

Now, I know this is an ambitious project, and one not done. I am no stranger to things like this, see my own game/show I'm making. (This is the only time I'm going to mention it. But I am pretty proud of it) So, for my very small amount of sanity, I'm stopping it at The Marvels, and Loki season 2 (Oops, still not finished with it yet). And I wanted to ask people what they thought was lackluster, or mediocre. Not the Marvel I and many other people grew up on. I do understand that it was flawed before, but when I recently rewatched most of them, I found that my childhood love for them had blossomed into something new. I was 6 when the first Avengers came out. I learned how to shoot a bow because of Hawkeye in that movie. And I think it deserves better, especially after watching the Marvels.

Now, this means everything after Endgame. So from Black Widow to The Marvels in terms of the movies, and the Disney+ series from Wandavision to Loki Season 2. I have a feeling it's going to take me a second to get through the remaining 5 episodes of Loki S2. My family wants to watch it with me, and they're all decently busy... Anyways, that's 10 movies, and 9 series. Although I don't accept Secret Invasion. Like at all. Anyways.

I have yet to decide what I'm going to publish this on. Probably A03, just because that's easiest for me. And I can organize much easier. Do let me know what you think.

So, before I get into the problems I've identified, feel free to stop here, and reblog or ask me your problems with the aforementioned shows and movies. I'm talking writing or character problems, as we've seen in the series. I am a fan of the comics, but you can divert from that, or stick to them.

Oh, and if you say something like "Make it more queer", I am a raging bisexual enby. I will already be making it queer as fuck, and can be convinced to ship pretty much anyone, if I can get a good reasoning behind it. Minors should be shipped with only minors. That's one of my few rules, if you send anything to me. So yeah, I'm doing genderfluid Loki.

Thoughts on everything:

This is just here so that I don't get a ton of repeats. I'll go movies first, then the TV shows.

Black Widow (2021) - Honestly, this is too late of a movie. Natasha deserved this before Endgame or Infinity War came out. But release dates aside, Taskmaster needs more screentime, and a chance to show how menacing they are. Natasha also needs more time with her family, and the parents need to be fleshed out a bit more. Belova is far too smart to be tricked by the lady in the post-credit scene.

Shang-Chi And The Legend Of The Ten Rings (2021) - I don't have any major problems with this movie. The Great Protector, or the dragon, and the supernatural creature, I think he's called Dweller In Darkness, kinda felt a little blank, and the Dweller shouldn't have died, only been pushed back. And I don't like Katy that much. Trevor is much better comedic relief in my opinion.

Eternals (2021) - Oh boy, where do we start with this one? You know it's bad if I can't remember any of the main characters names besides Ikarus. And that's because I was laughing my ass off at him throwing himself into the sun. There was also the Celestial I think it was? Anyways that thing broke islands up, and then just became a massive statue, and like no one mentions it? I don't remember much else about this movie, even after having watched it like 3 times. Oh, and the Ebony Blade was shown off. I like that if they can do something fun with that.

Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) - Dr. Strange feels a little shoe-horned in. The whole sanctum being overtaken by snow was pretty clever, but Strange being a father figure to Peter is not super well established. Could be fixed with a couple of rewrites. Or Strange and Stark being together. Peter is a dumbass, and the reason for him starting the whole plot... is so dumb. I understand, teenagers can be stupid, hell, I go to public high school, but Peter's shown he's a lot smarter than this. But I do like the crossover (Dafoe as Green Goblin my beloved) and the fact that the other Spidermen get to say goodbye in one last movie. Anyways, Ned's wizard connections need to be elaborated on as well.

Doctor Strange: Multiverse Of Madness (2022) - Alright, getting my biggest problem out of the way first. Wanda's corruption arc should have been shown. It should have been developed through the movie, and Wanda should have been with Strange and America. She can still be evil, and die after she realizes her actions, but this basically destroys the point of Wandavision. She was willing to say goodbye. Wanda has been a favorite of mine for years, and I read her comics religiously as a child. We need to see the power of the Scarlet Witch. What it did without Wanda. Her "No More Mutants" line sent chills down my spine the first time I read it. Sam Raimi directed this movie. Strange and Wanda should have had more horrific shit. And that one Strange with 3 eyes should have been the one from What If. We need horror in this. America also needs to be more fleshed out. I do love her, but we get like one scene of her being traumatized of basically growing up nowhere. Her moms get to stay though. I'm just going to ignore the last post-credit scene, because... that's setting something up I'm not sure of.

Thor: Love & Thunder (2022) - First up, Gorr has a great setup. He needed more screentime though. We need to see more of his god killing. They should rightfully be shitting their pants over this man. Thor leaving to save Sif was a good move, but that joke ruined the tension. She should have died there, proof of the god killer. Jane Foster is perfectly fine, and her arc is a lovely send-off. I would have loved some more stuff about the kids, especially Heimdall's. I don't even remember his name. He should have been shown doing something in Jane's return to Asgard, something that showed off his parentage. The meeting of the gods is a great scene, but there should have been people who spoke up, and then promptly getting thrown out, or even getting killed. Even more of a reason for Thor and crew to convince him. I think everything else is pretty good. Also Valkyrie is perfect in this movie. Bi queen. And her Loki knives are lovely.

Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) - I actually think this one just needs a couple of little tweaks. I understand why they couldn't have T'Challa show up in the spirit world, and Killmonger was great, but I still think something between the siblings would be good. Fuck, I love the funeral scene. It was a lovely sendoff to both T'Challa, and Chadwick. Namor seems a little rash though. Might just be the comics leaking through on that matter but I do like the Mayan inspirations in the movie!

Antman: Quantumania (2023) - I'm not really sure on this movie. I don't like Janet in this movie. She feels too secretive. She could have told them plenty, even lied that Kang had gone home. He'd gotten out somehow. Kang didn't seem scared enough of the others, but that might just be me thinking of that. Oh, and MODOK sucked. He shouldn't be a joke. But Darren could have done something else, because he is in there.

Guardians of The Galaxy V.3 (2023) - Perfection in every way. I'm not changing anything unless it involves getting everything I'm incorporating in. And the Christmas Special is also great.

The Marvels (2023) - Spoilers! Kamala needed more screentime, she just generally felt disconnected from the plot besides her bangle. And I also wanted a more menacing villain. That's been the problem with them recently. They don't make me think that they could actually beat them. I like everything else though. Flerkins were great as usual. I love these stupid creatures so much. That one scene was beautiful.

Now to the shows! These are going to be so much shorter.

Wandavision (2021) - I think this is good. No notes.

Loki S1 (2021) - Good, besides the Sylvie/Loki romance. They are siblings. I'm not sure if there's anything else that I really had a problem with. It's been a moment. Which is a shame. I love Loki (Also bi confirmation! I love it!)

The Falcon & Winter Soldier (2021) - I also think this is good, besides maybe having some problems with the villain. Bromance all the way.

What If...? (2021) - Also pretty good. Little self-contained story. I like the zombies.

Hawkeye (2021) - I also think this one's pretty well written. Macaroni is constantly referenced in my house. Lucky is also a pretty boy.

Moonknight (2022) - Honestly, god tier. Anyways, no one mentioned the stars literally turning in Egypt. But maybe it was just the people thinking that they were drunk as shit and seeing something.

Ms. Marvel (2022) - Second favorite being Moonknight. I also don't remember anything glaringly wrong.

She-Hulk: Attorney At Law (2022) - Besides the tone of the show being inconsistent as shit, I think this show should have dove into some of the topics it brought up more. It just seemed a little surface level. Maybe a WWDITS style mockumentary would work better.

Secret Invasion (2023) - THIS ENTIRE SHOW SUCKS ASS. THIS WHOLE THING WAS DONE SO BADLY. I am not taking anything from this show

Loki S2 (2023) - Too distracted by another season 2 coming out, so I have yet to finish. I have heard it's good though. I've seen the first episode, and it's going pretty good so far.

Well, you made it to the bottom! Yay!

...This took me an hour to write. I did get the doc set up. And got a bit of an outline set up.

#marvel #loki #wandavision #secret invasion #she hulk #hawkeye #ms marvel #moon knight #falcon and the winter soldier #the marvels #marvel mcu #mcu #writing #writeblr #long post

[hschl-fanficwriter]

Slaughtered Harmony: ((Full Story))

Slaughtered Harmony is a Au of Danganronpa v3, inspired by the story:"Island of the Slaughtered",created by Eavee-ry on Tiktok. Mixing Gore and Creppy Elements, our cast has a group of ultimates instead of Campers, are they gonna be luck to survive or not? Lets figure it out!

(( No art for this au, you need to create your own and credit me))

Story:

- A group of sixteen ultimate students were invited to spend a year at a summer camp in order to improve their talents and at the same time, create great memories with each other, a complete package if you ask me.

- However, a fateful incident would be the necessary word for a big explosion, well, we can't always trust everything in the hands of destiny, can we? I just hope that nothing bad happened among our students, it would be horrible if the country's greatest source of hope was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Day:3

Victim 1#: "Shuichi Saihara"

Rule #1: "Don't go where you don't belong"

- From the beginning, the students thought about finding the Chin director who had now disappeared without leaving any trace. The students would then divide themselves into groups of eight to look for the director and try to get an answer.

- Kaede and Shuichi were together from beginning to end, both were named "Truth Duo" by Kaito who found it admirable to see the courage of the two, especially Kaede, in investigating the truth behind the disappearance. The duo ended up separating from the others when Shuichi heard a noise coming from the camera room, as he approached, leaving Kaede alone in the hallway, but as he touched the doorknob, a masked individual appeared from inside, grabbing Shuichi and scuttling him with a stick.

- The killer tied Shuichi to a chair and a rubber helmet was attached to his head attached to some electrical wires. Upon waking up and noticing things around him, Shuichi was unable to say anything before feeling the electrical charges dominating his body, he tried to scream but the muffled sounds of the machine made it impossible for others to hear him. Shuichi's eyes and ears bled and his skin turned bluish shortly after his electrocution.

- His body was found by Kaede who, upon noticing his disappearance, searched all the doors and found an electric shuichi in the camera room.

Day:5

Victim 2#: Miu Iruma

Rule 2#: "Avoid talking more than necessary."

- The students noticed the seriousness of the situation, not only did they lose a colleague but they were afraid to know what the next steps of the now murderer among them would be. While many were corrupted by fear and doubt, some ignored it.

-Miu was one of those people, the mask that it was all just a big prank still remained, for her Shuichi's "death" was just a technical trick because according to her, Shuichi's stupidity would not be so great as to To die like that, it made a wave of hatred rise in a kaede before crying over the death of her friend. Both were removed by Kaito and Gonta, noticing the stupidity she did, Miu locked herself in her laboratory in order not to be bothered by any of the students, even KIB0 who was the only one to stay by my side even though she had started it all.

- The killer, seeing the fight from afar, took the opportunity to enter and hide in Miu's laboratory until she was alone. Inside the laboratory, the killer surprised me from behind and hit her in the head with a wrench, then he trapped her on a metal stretcher leaving her with her legs open, he then arrested her and replaced the drill bit from a giant drill with a pipe, he activated the drill in the direction of Miu's vaginal canal, causing her to agonize before the killer put another pipe, this time inside the girl's mouth, she was subjected to choking while the drill pierced her vagina. Miu died some time later from choking and blood loss.

- Her body was found the next morning by KIB0 and Kokichi.

Day: 7

Victim 3#: Korekiyo Shinguji

Rule 3#: "Never test for danger"

- Things were going from bad to worse, if they didn't find a way to get out of that camp, how many more bodies would end up in the pile? Under the leadership of Kirumi and her recent assistant Angie, the students were ready to enter the dark depths of the forest to see the possibility of finding some way out or resources not found, logically some chose not to go out of fear or because they thought the idea was too crazy. like Maki who said that he would be handing himself over on a tray to the killer.

- Korekiyo whispered next to Rantaro how such losses meant the return of dark forces and said he was impressed by the way the killer managed to spread despair, wondering if they were worth resisting even if the end result was obvious. This caused him to die in the mouth because the other students abandoned him in the forest at the behest of Angie, who stated that she felt a dark energy around Korekiyo and that the best option would be to abandon him to reflect on his bad behavior. Korekiyo was confident that he would be able to return to camp quickly but this never happened before he was taken to an isolated area by his hair.

- Korekiyo tried to run as fast as possible but his body was split in half with a chainsaw and his face was cut into an elongated smile with a pair of scissors.

- His body was found by Angie and Tenko

Day:9

Victim 4#: Ryoma Hoshi

Rule 4#:"Control your temper"

- Another day of calamity and yet another death, seeing how dangerous the trip to the forest was, the others chose to stay away from the vegetation for fear of going through the same thing as Shinguji, but that wasn't all when Ryoma approached of Angie blaming her for Korekiyo's death saying that if they weren't naive enough to go into the dark woods, maybe they would still have Korekiyo with them

- Everyone was surprised by the sudden outburst of a hitherto neutral and uncommunicative Ryoma, the fight grew when Himiko was Angie's shield, stating that her friend never thought of killing him but wanted to leave him alone to reflect on her feelings. negative thoughts. The discussion ended when Ryoma left the group to go take care of some things in his laboratory. Kaito proposed to go with him, scared of something bad happening, but Ryoma reassured him by saying that a cheap copy of Jason next to an entire mafia was a piece of cake.

- Being inside his laboratory, Ryoma noticed the movement coming from the shadows and out of it came a masked figure raising a knife, Ryoma quickly threw two tennis balls at the killer's face giving him time to run, but before he reached the door, The killer managed to hit him with tranquilizing data, making Ryoma lose consciousness. Minutes later he woke up tied to the tennis court beam when the killer placed a ball machine in front of him but replaced the soft tennis balls with table throws. Ryoma was hit several times by the balls that deformed his entire face, leaving him unrecognizable.

- His body was found Kirumi.

Day: 13

Victim 5#: Himiko Yumeno

Rule 5#:"A friend is the one who warns"

- Three days passed without any appearance of the killer or any corpse, this reassured and frightened the students now under the dictatorship/student council founded by Angie with the aim of preventing murders and disappearances. Many were shocked by such an attitude considering that she was responsible for delivering Korekiyo into the hands of the killer, but this did not make it impossible for her to create rules to bring peace in such a chaotic moment, logically a council cannot be made up of just one person and one One of the components to remain alongside their leader was Himiko.

- One day before the event, Angie proposed an activity capable of taking the focus away from the smell and blood of the corpses present and the activity would be a magic show prepared by Himiko, who was quite surprised that someone had considered her illusionistic skills, but this left her motivated delivering a performance to die for for his colleagues.

- The night everything was ready, the killer replaced the tanks, adding piranhas to the used tank. The next morning, Himiko would perform the trick of escaping from the tangle while she was handcuffed, the person responsible for handcuffing was Maki who made Himiko's request to appear as trapped as possible. At the side of the stage was a smiling Angie introducing the show as a curtain was lowered. Minutes passed and there was no sign of himiko worrying the viewers, tenko asked Angie to lower the curtains with a nervous expression which quickly turned into pure horror because in front of everyone inside the tank would not be the smiling magician but what was not eaten by the piranhas surrounding the red water.

- Her remains were found by all the students. Tenko stood in front of the tank crying for hours.

Day: 16

Victim 6#: K1B0

Rule 6#:"Hope is the last to die"

- The chaos intensified when the killer surprised the students during the afternoon, amidst the frantic chase he focused his eyes on K1B0 and Kokichi who separated from the group during the race. K1B0 appeared to be showing signs of malfunction because without Miu it would be impossible to carry out adequate maintenance, but this did not prevent him from protecting Kokichi, who was grabbed by the scarf, with impressive strength he managed to push the killer, leaving Kokichi to fall to the ground, K1B0 ordered him to run and Kokichi reluctantly complied and ran away.

- The killer used a rock to rip out the parts of K1B0 and thus remove its wires, replacing the electrical material with trash while the lenses of his eyes were ripped out and lit candles illuminated that day called a hopeful beacon.

- His body and remains were found by Gonta and his head was found by Kokichi which was placed next to the door of his laboratory.

Day:20

Victim 7#:"Tsumugi Shirogane"

Rule 7#: "Watch where you are going, don't get caught"

-That day, another surprise affected the group when Kaito started spitting blood, he said it was just an allergy, but an analysis carried out by Kirumi proved the opposite, asking if there was something they could use to treat him, Kaede remembered There was a medicine session in Shuichi's laboratory, but she was against going alone, which Tsumugi chose to help her, in fact two are better than one.

- Both walked through the quiet room with only the shock of their improvised weapons echoing through the environment, when Kaede entered the room next to Tsumugi, she saw a shadow on top of her but she fell asleep thanks to a gas before even identifying the source.

- Tsumugi had been kidnapped and taken to his laboratory, the killer used scissors to cut off part of her clothes and replace them with parts of Enoshima's cosplay. Her long blue hair was violently ripped out while she was alive having the junko wig stapled to the sides of her hair. The killer also removed one of her eyes by placing a sphere of blue light and then tried to hang Tsumugi to death with a rope, but it didn't help, hitting her head several times using a weight throw, thus taking the girl's life, then taking the girl's life. he wrapped ropes around her arms, legs and neck hanging her as if he was performing.

- Her body was found by Rantaro and Kaede.

Day:22

Victim 8#: Angie Yonaga

Rule 8#:"Recognize, Confess and Accept"

- Angie was determined to complete her plan so she stole a vial of poison from Shuichi's laboratory and poured it over the dough that Kirumi would use for breakfast the next day, but before she could hide her trick the killer drugged her and took her into the woods.

- She was tied against a tree and the killer stare at her coldly, the killer asked her to recognize her faults over the days and if she did that he would let her live, surprisingly, Angiu laughed and looked at the killer with disdain and justified his actions claiming to be the work of Atua in order to punish those unable to recognize the greatness of his power over those lost in soul and heart just like him. This enraged the killer who hit Angie in the head using a piece of iron, suddenly making her lose consciousness.

-  Then he used the girl's sculpting materials to open her back into a pair of wings, after which he twisted the iron into the shape of a halo and inserted it into the center of Angie's head, which was placed on the camp statue. Now everyone could admire the radiance of Saint Angie.

- Her body was found the next morning by all the students.

Day: 24 and 25

Victims 9#/10#:Kokichi Ouma and Kaito Momota

Rule 9#:"Don't try too hard"

Rule 10#:"Leave him free"

- Kaito's physical health was depleted as the days went by and he would have less chance of life if he continued in that hell, the antidote which was supposed to have some effect actually made what was already bad worse. To their surprise, old Kaito still maintained his carefree expression because if he was going to die, it wouldn't be at the hands of a murderous son of a bitch, but rather alongside his best friends, even Ouma, however the lights in the cafeteria were cut off, indicating the presence of the killer and so everyone started running around the back of the place while Kokichi held Kaito over his shoulders.

- Kaito and Kokichi ended up hiding inside Kaito's laboratory. Both were physically tired, especially Kaito who was waiting for death to arrive, Kokichi tried to motivate him by telling him not to give up but his attempts were in vain when Kaito took his last breath, at the same moment one of the windows was broken by the killer, Kokichi tried to attack him. but a pair of arrows were stuck into his chest.

- The killer, dissatisfied with not being able to take Kaito's life, grabbed the bodies of the two boys and trapped them inside the rocket in the middle of the room and thus attached several blades to the center of the replica and then made it rotate several times until the bodies of both merge into a mixture of human flesh.

- Their remains were found by Kaede and Maki.

Day:26

Victim 11#: Kirumi Tojo

Rule 11: "An Act of Heroism"

- The survivors climbed the mountain to see several boats approaching the camp, everyone was tired, exhausted but happy to hear about the signal sent by K1B0's AI, when they were about to leave, the killer jumped from one of the bushes and grabbed Kaede by the hair and threatening the blonde with a knife. When Kirimu jumped on the killer's shoulders, making Kaede fall to the ground, the other students saw Kirumi fight the killer, ordering everyone to flee and smiled, thanking them for allowing her to be their maid and thus perform her last service.

- Everyone nodded frighteningly and ran towards the boat, Kirumi was beaten and scratched by a knife and before the killer could escape she grabbed him by the shirt towards the edge of the cliff making them both fall, killing them both on impact.

- No one found their bodies.

Survivors

- Kaede Akamatsu

- Tenko Chabashira

- Maki Harukawa

- Rantaro Amami

- Gonta Gokuhara

#danganronpa v3 #danganronpa au #island of the slaughtered #danganronpa #Island of the slaughtered au

[insanitybl00m]

rambles about my new au

Insipired by a post I found on this hell site that I cannot find so I cannot give credit to the og creator, i'm so sorry (it should be different enough from it tho I added my own stuff)

It's narrated by Tallulah (because I can, my story woo!)

Apartment AU (the apartments are rented out by The Federation™, a weird company that most people know nothing about (hehe yes the feds exist))

Humanized eggs!!

So tallulah moves in with her abuelo and uncle chay while her Papi Wilbur goes on tour. (im going off old terms because I navigate the change in terms in it later lol)

Her abuelito Phil is rather connected in the community, he's close friends with almost everyone it seems!

There is something weird about a lot of her new "tios" and "tias" though.

Abuelito Phil always leaves a trail of inky black feathers wherever he goes.

Tia Jaiden also leaves feathers wherever she goes, hers are just a soft blue, almost teal-like color with purple tips.

Tio Quackity also seems to leave feathers but his are much smaller yellow ones, they almost seem damaged in some places.

Tio Roier can jump crazy high and he's really nimble. He also seems to have like two extra sets of eyes, but you can't really notice them unless you see them out of the corner of your eye. It's probably her mind playing tricks on her though. right?

Tio Slime is a little off, apparently, he's been like that since his daughter Juana died though. Tallulah feels bad for him sometimes, He says that she's still around though and Tallulah seems to be the only one who believes him, but she swears she's seen the girl running through the hallways of the apartment building, giggling with another strange kid who wears a bow on their head.

Tio BBH, or as everyone calls him Tio Bad, is the nicest person around. He constantly bakes muffins for the kids and sometimes even the parents. His kid Dapper is a little weird though. That's ok Tallulah likes weird. Chayanne and Phil tell her that Dapper likes summoning things, apparently demons-- But surely that's just a rumor, there's no such thing as demons

Tio Missa seems to come and go reguarly, she only catches him lingering around the apartment once or twice the first few months she's living with them despite the fact he lives with them. He always seems cold and he only appears late at night when everyone else is asleep. If Tallulah wasn't left gifts by him she would swear that he's a ghost or just a figment of her imagination.

At times, new groups of residents move in; a group of Brazilians and their son on the second floor, a group of French on the third with their daughter; and finally another group of people with three different kids on the fourth floor!

But there's something weird about them too.

Tio Cellbit is almost like a cat. His hair even does this thing when he's startled where it almost seems to start to stick straight up. Just like the cats she sees following Tio Fit! (tio cellbit's nails are also really sharp, richas has called them claws before.)

Tio Mike has some interesting habits, sometimes Tallulah sees one of his eyes glow pink and hears him talk in a slightly higher voice. Apparently, when this happens Richas starts to refer to the voice as mamae mine

Tia Baghera has that feather thing that the others have! Like Papa Phil, Tia Jaiden, and Tio Quackity! Her feathers are most similar to tio Quackitys though. Just a little longer than his short damaged ones.

Tio Antoine is... well... Interesting. He's always disappearing but when he randomly appears he's always just... weird. Tallulah feels like she can't fully comprehend what he looks like, whenever she tries to draw him or even describe him it always sounds or looks wrong.

Tio Etoiles is very strong! Tallulah likes him, his arm sometimes glows though... like Tio Slime's does!! they've probably been hanging out together.

Tia Mouse is really nice and her voice is as sweet as candy! She has really sharp teeth though... but that's ok because she gets along well with Tio Bad, and if Tio Bad trusts her even with her sharp teeth than so does Tallulah!

Tia Tina's teeth are also very sharp sometimes, but she says to ignore them when they're sharp, apparently they grow too quickly sometimes for her to keep filing down, whatever that means...

Tio Tubbo is obssesed with creating robots and automating things. Tallulah has never seen him sleep, just sunny, his daughter.

Tia Bagi is also like Tio Cellbit, which makes sense since they're twins. They're both catlike.

Basically this au is like an apartment where everything is really eerie as Tallulah is discovering secrets about this place

Im not good at writing unsettling things though but IM TRYING

[askthefourhumanheroes]

What's Been Going On

Aster: ...Hey.

Solace: Since so much has been happening, we thought it would be best to...update you guys on where we all stand.

Aster: Unfortunately, the saying "no news is good news" very much applies. Meaning that we've got some bad news from both worlds.

Marcus: I'll go first. Yesterday, I got evicted from my apartment in Unova. I thought things would be better in Driftveil, since there's a big Old Plasma presence in that city, but even though I did better socially, I didn't do so well financially, hence why I was evicted. Lots of rich tourists come to Driftveil nowadays for the annual PWT, so i thought selling incense would be a good idea. Rich people like that stuff, right? Thing is, I originally sent most of my earnings to Sage Rood to aid the cause, but as my rent kept going up, I had to take more and more for myself, and that only delayed the inevitable. I guess wearing my uniform in public might have deterred some potential customers, but I wanted them to know where their money was going. I didn't want them to feel like they'd been tricked, you know?

Anyway, Sage Rood says I'm welcome to stay in the sanctuary as long as I want, but I'd really like to stand on my own two feet again.

In other news... Well, Céline was there. She can probably tell it better than I can.

Céline: It happened when I was on the Altar of Ice expedition. We split up into three groups, and I was paired with Fennekin and Ampharos. Ampharos being Ampharos, we got lost. Very, very lost. Several hours later, we somehow found ourselves in the deepest part — you know, the part with the actual altar — and this giant Pokemon was there! Before we could even say anything, he attacked us both. He was incredibly strong, wielding powerful ice and dragon-type moves, and we wound up having to use an Escape Orb to get out of there alive. After that, Ampharos ordered the rest of the Expedition Society to evacuate the area, and we all made our way back to Lively Town. Once we were there, we discussed the encounter, and Mawile theorized that we'd been attacked by the legendary Pokemon Kyurem. We decided to contact Marcus, and he confirmed that we'd seen Kyurem.

Honestly, that encounter really shook me. I certainly felt my physical age. It was like I couldn't do anything, like all my training had amounted to nothing...

I need to evolve.

Marcus: I still don't know why Kyurem was so hostile. I last saw him (and Munna's gang, for that matter) during the whole Bittercold incident, and during that time, he decided to believe in the future we could make. Has he changed his mind? I wish I knew what was going on.

Kyurem can see the future...so has he seen something that caused him to act violently again?

OOC: (I've recently heard some bad news on my end, too, so I'm trying to distract myself with a comfort of mine: PMD. I've got some plans. Anyway, credit to PMD Sprite Repository, especially mucrush, baronessfaron, and Opalite, for the icons.)

#pokemon mystery dungeon #pmd #ask blog #askblog #not an ask #chikorita #fraxure #delcatty #typhlosion #kyurem

[danwhobrowses]

My Highlights for NXT No Mercy 2023

Well, now that family meals are done for I can finally get some time to watch No Mercy. I've heard good things on the internets with a solid card of NXT and Main Roster talents. So let's see what I liked

Positives only, better formula I find even if the amount of interaction is the same, and then Wrestledream tomorrow or Tuesday depending on time.

Spoilers for the PPV

A rare match for WWE kickoff shows

No Mercy video game intro

Crowd has been great too

Corbin pulling an American Badass entrance

Very good spot for the pop-up chokeslam

Even better spot of the Undertaker situp and spear

Dragon Lee also donning a black and white mask for ref duties

That sell by Dragon Lee was hilariously over the top

Oh good the Schism is dead

Los Lotharios sporting the Perro Aguayo Jr. claw mark

Their Gory bomb combo was good too

The Creeds too, so good, how have they not been called up yet?

Quadra-Superplex

Becky 'shopping' for extreme rules weapons XD

British Strong Style is still alive with Bate seconding Pete Dunne

Dar with an Andrade-esque elbow there

Melo using his promos against former opponents in his entrance was clever mind games and presentation

Dragunov's 619 into clothesline

The intercept Enziguri was very well-timed

Glad for Dragunov, last time he was champion he had to vacate due to injury, so hopefully he gets a proper run

Becky's gear is lowkey really good, all her monikers, allthe doubts, all the people in her life and a tribute to Bray

Between the use of a wrench and hammer and Don Callis using a screwdriver Home Depot must make a lot of bank out of wrestling

Broken Barbies huh?

Neat senton on the office chair, followed by a table Swanton (though the table barely gave)

Stratton looked strong in defeat too, she got a lot of big moves in

Conclusion

It was indeed a good show, wrestling is of course subjective but I still found that the final two matches while very well done aren't quite MOTY Contenders, perhaps with Melo/Dragunov I'm still lacking in context but it does feel like the bar is much lower for NXT than for other matches.

Credit where credit is due though, not a single bad match on the card, maybe a few cheap conclusions due to interference but interference is hardly ever enjoyable. I assume the direction now for Melo is to further tensions with Trick, since they've now swapped champion-holder roles, and hopefully the Creeds will get called up to the main roster soon, but there's also some promise in the Breakout tournament participants, so plenty of stuff to be positive about.

Match of the Night: Main Event, the women put in a lot of work to meet the expectations built across NXT and the Main Roster shows Best Entrance: Melo's jerseys entrance was great calling out on his prior opponents and having 2 separate jerseys for Dragunov's prior failed attempts, just beats Corbin's motorcycle Best Attire: Has to be Becky for me, it wasn't flashy but it was more a testament to how much she has elevated herself since NXT, she wasn't champion there like the other Horsewomen, she was often the Ole Anderson of the group, she rose above it all and is still rightfully one of the biggest women in wrestling. Best Performance: To heap on praise for the main event I'll give it to Stratton, she hanged with Becky like she belonged, Dragunov and Melo deserve praise too of course. Spot of the Night: Dragunov's 619 into a clothesline for me, it was just super vicious

#nxt #nxt no mercy #becky lynch #tiffany stratton #carmelo hayes #ilja dragunov #trick williams #dominik mysterio #dragon lee #noam dar #pete dunne #tyler bate #angel garza #humberto carrillo #the creed brothers #bron breakker #baron corbin #wwe nxt

[xaracosmia]

ꕥ — WELCOME TO EXO COSMIA, OWEN. 🌑

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name / alias: Cee age: 25 pronouns: They/He ooc contact: @bababeeffix on twitter other characters in xc: Hythlodaeus, Bababee, Mirvhen

  ꕥ  — IC INFORMATION;

name: Owen age: Unknown, around 1200 pronouns: He/Him series: Promise of Wizard canon point: Main Story 2, Chapter 10 app triggers: child neglect

personality: When one is called a monster, they have two choices - fight against the label or embrace it. Owen chose the latter. Frequently seen as the harbinger of tragedy or other horrific events, he has gone out of his way to take credit for events that he did not cause. He is a frequent liar, often saying the opposite of what he means, and takes joy in causing others pain, whether that be through cruel words or tricks. Unused to being praised in any way, shape, or form, he will often freeze and leave the conversation if he is complimented. 

  Prideful, Owen hates feeling weak or trapped. His independence is something he values above all else, and will do anything to prevent being restricted. His pride leads to stubbornness as well, refusing to back down from a fight even if it is clear he will not win it. 

  Though by large an unpleasant individual, Owen does have some charm points. He is fond of animals, even if he will claim otherwise - often being found feeding, petting, or otherwise caring for them. He is said to have a wonderful singing voice, and he is terribly fond of sweets …. even if he will choose the grossest and goriest possible ways to describe them. 

something your muse struggles with: Where to start? Debilitating fear of subjecting himself to the mortifying ordeal of being known, to start. Trusting others, believing that they aren’t just out to hurt or otherwise get the upper-hand on him, socializing with others in a normal person way… the list goes on 

your muse’s greatest strength: His pride, for the way that it pushes him forward. 

history / background:

Owen’s history is a bit of a mystery as he claims to not remember any of it; whether this is the truth or him lying to himself… well, who can truly say? This is known - when he was a child, he was locked away for being a wizard for a very long and lonesome time. When he escaped, Owen survived off the land, primarily hunting for meat. It is said that unlike most wizards who’s magic comes from positive emotions; Owen’s mana is recharged through negativity. He is responsible for the creation of The Forest of Dreams, having laid waste to the village that once stood where the trees now grow. 

  He was chosen as a Sage’s Wizard prior to the start of the story, much to his chagrin. He also developed a certain interest with the wizard-knight Cain, who he stole the eye of and replaced it with one of his own. Fun fact! 

powers/abilities:

Magic - Though not the strongest of the Northern wizards (a fact that he tries so very hard to ignore)  Owen is still a very skilled wizard in his own right. He has the ability to shield others from negative effects, such as poison, among a great many other magics.

Teleportation - The ability to quickly make himself scarce… 

inherent abilities: 

Bizarre injury - Owen’s bizarre injury, sustained while fighting the causes him to revert to a child-like personality. It happens randomly, and he does not recall anything he does while in this state. 

Speak with animals - Owen has the unique ability to communicate with animals. He states that he does not know how he is able to do this. 

Wizard - <[:) Extraordinary long-life! Get to turn into cool magic rocks when you die! Wizards cast magic from their heart!

items / weapons: 

Broom, to fly with! Vroom, Vroom~ 

Magical Trunk - Used for chaneling magic

Cerberus - Usually stuck within said trunk, Cerberus can be unleashed for a surprise dog! That also hates Owen’s guts!

Knight Chess Piece Amulet

starting ability: Magic starting item: Trunk

extra: 

Guy who sucks so bad I wrote a perm-ad before finishing his app. I do love him though. 

If he could be any role in a kingdom, he would want to be taxes because they cause the most suffering

I’m finishing this at late o’clock so if anything’s wrong, no it isn’t zzzz 

discord id: Quare Morito#3909 passcode: im sensing a pattern with these wizard bitches...

#xc application #mun: cee #exo cosmia

[105ttt]

So my brother showed me this Instagram post by splatted_by_jay and I wanted to test it out for myself. I’m not sure if anyone else has posted it to Tumblr yet, so I thought I’d share it here!

#I'm gonna tag this I guess #splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon 2 octo expansion #octo expansion #there we go #why yes I did make his eyes red so he'd look like Hachi from the manga :) #sorry the quality is bad I just recorded this with the Switch's built-in video thing #and then I had to transfer it with an old Nook #sorry in advance #Y'ALL THIS HIT 1000 IN ONE DAY #I AM SOBBING #I DIDN'T EVEN DISCOVER THIS I FEEL BAD #I CREDITED WHERE I FOUND THE TRICK BUT I STILL FEEL BAD #it's not hard to recognize it if you think about it though #since you jump onto that one from a different angle if you do it the normal way #anyway!! #fanta posted a thing

[halsteadlover]

Prisoner

*Gif not mine credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader.

• Requested by anon: Can I request one where reader is jays girlfriend and she gets taken and beaten by a gang intelligence is investigating as a warning to get them to stop. And when she’s found she’s in a really bad way and jay feels so guilty about it. Then when she’s In hospital he tries to break up with her to protect her but she won’t let him.

• Warnings: mention of violence, blood, swearing.

• Word count: 5720.

• A/N: I know this is a long one please don’t kill me. I hope you’ll like this please let me know what do you think I’d really love to know your opinions and advices. My inbox is always open if you want to send requests or even just talk. Love you all, thank you for everything 💞

“Babe, c’mon I’m late I have to go.”

You giggled as Jay kept filling you with kisses. You were getting ready to go to work that morning but Jay had no intention of letting you go, in fact, he kept holding his arms tight around your hips from behind as he kissed you on your cheeks.

“Don’t go please,” he whispered holding you even tighter “We can call in sick and spend the day cuddling together.”

For an instant you were really tempted to call in sick, just because you were so comfortable in Jay’s arms and it would’ve been impossible to break away.

“Don’t do this do me please” you whined, finally finding the strength to break away. You turned to him and the puppy eyes with which he looked at you almost made you melt on the spot “Stop it.”

Jay lifted his hands and placed them on your face, his thumbs gently stroking your cheeks. “I don’t want you to go.”

“I know, I don’t want you to go either but we have to baby… You have that case to solve.” He snorted before pulling you to him and holding you.

Your arms spontaneously encircled his chest while your head was resting on his chest and you deeply inhaled the scent that made you so crazy about him.

Jay stroked your hair as he continued to squeeze you so hard, not wanting to let you go. He didn’t know how to explain it but that morning more than other times, a feeling of anxiety twisted his stomach, he had a really bad feeling.

Something told him not to let you go.

And God, how much he wanted to listen to that little voice in his head.

As you made your way to your workplace, you couldn’t get rid of the feeling that someone was following you but you thought it was just your imagination playing tricks and you decided to let it go and try not to think about it.

The morning went smoothly as usual.

It had been a quiet day in the office up until now and you had to admit you regretted not giving in to Jay’s proposal to call in sick and stay home more than once. Of course, he didn’t even waste time to texting you instead of being at work, at that moment you could’ve been in bed together and cuddling.

For Jay, the working day turned out to be much harder and more difficult than yours due to a particular case he and his team were working on. He didn’t tell you a lot of details, you just knew Intelligence had been on the hunt for a criminal gang for weeks now.

Like every day, around 1 PM you left the building where your office was to go to the diner where you and your colleagues usually went to eat.

But you actually never arrived to that diner.

“What the hell are you doing?! We have a case to solve you don’t get paid to chat!” Voight barked as soon as he walked out of his office and saw his team members talking “Is there any news?”

Adam, who was leaning against the edge of his desk, was the first to answer. “Sarge we’re waiting the results of the lab for the DNA and drug samples.”

“It’s been two fucking weeks!” he shouted in a serious voice “People are being killed because of the drugs circulating and we have not arrested anyone yet!”

“Sarge we all know the gang behind this is the Vice Lords,” Jay spoke up.

“Then what the hell are we still doing here?!” Voight countered and Jay sighed as he leaned against his desk and crossed his arms on his chest.

The team continued to work non-stop throughout the day but Jay always made sure to secretly text you, just to let you know how he was, what he was doing and to make sure you were okay.

That feeling of bad foreboding which had been gripping his stomach since he woke up in the morning didn’t fade, on the contrary, it intensified when he realized over the hours, he hadn’t yet received any news from you. Jay tried not to give way to his paranoia and kept repeating you were simply at work or your cell phone was dead and that’s why you weren’t answering to his messages.

But it wasn’t like you, of course, it sometimes happened you didn’t answer him immediately but never for hours.

“Hey, everything’s okay Jay?” he heard someone ask and looking up he found Kim looking at him with concern.

“Oh… Yeah…” he replied.

“You sure? You look distracted, I don’t want to mind your business but if Voight saw you, he’d eat you alive” she spoke, trying to ease the tension. Jay nodded, knowing full well Kim was right and sighed.

“It’s just… I haven’t heard from Y/N in hours and I’m getting a little worried.”

“She’s at work now, right?”

“Yeah but… I know it’s stupid but I have a really bad feeling, it’s not like her not answering me for hours.”

“Have you tried calling her?”

“Yes, her cell phone’s off,” he said, sighing again before standing up and there was no need for him to say anything, Kim already understood.

“I’ll cover you with Voight don’t worry.”

“Thanks Kim you’re the best” Jay answered giving her a quick pat on the shoulder.

In that same instant his cell phone started ringing and a wave of relief swept through him as he read your name on the screen, which was quickly replaced by worry when, as soon as he answered the call, a male voice he didn’t know began to speak.

“Detective Halstead.”

Jay froze in place, his heart starting to pound in his chest, as if it was about to come out of his chest.

“Who’s this? Where’s Y/N?” he asked immediately and at that point the whole team turned their attention to Jay, who had turned so pale he looked like he had seen a ghost.

“Oh, that’s her name then” the voice chuckled on the other end of the phone. Jay started praying with all his heart it wasn’t what he was thinking, that someone had stolen your phone and just wanted to play a stupid joke but when he heard a muffled scream in the background all his worst fears became horrible reality.

“We have something we’re sure you’ll like to see.” The voice continued to speak but the call ended before Jay could even answer.

“Jay what’s going on?” Adam asked worriedly, approaching his friend but Jay seemed totally lost. At that moment, the notification of a message had arrived on his cell phone.

There was a video attached.

Everyone was positioned around Jay, including Voight who just then walked out of his office when he heard the noises.

The images that started projecting onto the phone screen made everyone freeze in place, especially Jay.

He couldn’t believe his eyes, it seemed as if a bad nightmare kept projecting again and again. The ache in his belly increased as he continued to watch that video and he felt as if cold spiderlike fingers were running up and down his spine.

You were in that video.

You were sitting on a chair, your arms and ankles tied to keep you from moving. There were two men, one was filming you while another with a headscarf covering his face from the nose down stood in front of you as he continued punching you repeatedly in the stomach.

You cough up blood, your chest rising and falling quickly as you tried to catch your breath. Jay had an agonized expression on his face as he watched that bastard beat you wildly, his hand shaking as he held up his cell phone.

“Head up,” the man spat, grabbing your hair in a fist and forcing you to lift your head. The man who was filming the video walked over to the two of you and Jay’s blood started boiling in his veins with anger as he heard his laugh in the background.

“Nothing against you sweetheart, I hope you won’t mind this.”

The other put a hand behind his trouser pocket and pulled out a knife which he brought to your chest. A gasp escaped everyone’s lips almost at the same time, Kim and Hailey putting their hands in front of their mouths in bewilderment and shock while Jay watched in horror and with a completely devastated expression your face streaked with tears as you prayed those men, now without strength.

He could see your face disfigured from the cuts on your bleeding lip, eyebrows and nose, bruises all over your skin and cheeks and Jay knew that image would never leave his mind again.

Your excruciating screams of pain echoed through the cellphone speakers as your attacker made a cut on your chest, not deep enough to kill you but shallow enough to inflict you maximum pain.

Jay closed his eyes abruptly unable to look at those horrible images but he couldn’t stop himself from listening and his heart burned with the pain that hearing your desperate screams caused him. Even Voight, who was always so cold and controlled in any situation, seemed to be troubled by what was happening. You were like another team member. You had such a special bond with each one of them since you and Jay first got together, everyone cared about you and they had a particularly protective bond with you and knowing you were undergoing those tortures and they could do nothing to stop them… Well, that was something destroyed everyone.

In the background they could hear your voice faintly begging them to put an end to your suffering. “Just kill me… Please…” you kept whispering and God how devastating it was for Jay to hear those words, he couldn’t imagine the pain you must have been feeling to want to be killed, to die.

“Not so fast Y/N,” spoke the man filming, making the other chuckle, still holding the knife soaked in your blood. The latter released his grip around your hair and grabbed you violently by the jaw, making you turn your head towards the other attacker, forcing you to look into the camera.

“Say hi to your boyfriend honey” he said, leaning towards you and bringing his face close to yours “I bet him and his team will have fun watching this.” You struggled to keep your eyes open, you just felt an immense desire to close your eyes and let yourself go.

“Jay…” you whispered in a voice so weak and low that not even the men next to you heard you.

But Jay wasn’t there and never before he felt so useless and helpless.

He wasn’t there to help you, to save you and protect you like he had always promised you, he wasn’t there to tell you everything would be okay and nothing else would happen to you because he would stop it. The love of his life was God only knew where and he couldn’t do anything about it, the person he loved most in the world and who least deserved to go through that suffering was fighting just to keep her eyes open.

I'm supposed to be there, not you.

“Holy shit” Hailey said and gasped when the man stabbed your stomach with the blade of his knife.

“You heard the lady Intelligence agents, she wants to die and we’d be more than happy to grant her wish. You have no idea who you are against.”

The video ended like this, with this threat.

There was a moment of silence, when everyone was paralyzed as they tried to figure out how the heck all this had happened, silence that was broken by the sound of Jay’s cell phone being thrown by him against the wall. He made space between his colleagues and rested his hands on the edge of the desk, suddenly feeling out of air and unable to breathe properly.

Adam started to approach his friend but Voight stopped him by placing a hand on his shoulder and shaking his head slightly at Ruzek, knowing that an attempt to talk to Jay would only result in getting a punch in the face.

“Fuck!” Jay yelled, completely out of his mind with rage. With a single movement he dropped all the objects on the desk, not caring at all about all the sheets scattered on the ground, the computer screen now destroyed on the floor.

He was furious, devastated, in pain for what was happening to you.

“Jay…” Voight started to speak but was interrupted by his outburst.

“I don’t want to hear a fucking word I just have to find her!”

“We’ll find her kid but you have to take five minutes and collect your ideas, you’re not thinking straight.”

“Thinking straight?! That’s my fucking girlfriend we’re talking about! I’m here and she’s somewhere while she bleeds how the fuck am I supposed to think straight?!” Jay screamed, now out of control.

Voight didn’t let the screams scratch him and grabbed Jay by his arm and dragged him into his office. He shook violently from his grip, immediately trying to get out.

“What the fuck are you doing?! We have to find her!”

Voight walked over to Jay and put his hands on his shoulders in an attempt to calm him down. “Listen to me carefully kid, if there’s anyone who can find Y/N it’s this team but I need to know you are strong enough to do this, she needs you now. You can destroy this entire office but it won’t help you trust me. We won’t stop and we’ll burn the city to the ground if necessary until we find her and I promise, those bastards won’t see the light of day tomorrow, you hear me? I know she’s your girlfriend, she’s important to us too. We’ll find her and she’s going to be fine.”

Jay pulled away from Voight’s grasp, running his hands over his face and resting them behind his neck as he paced around the office, his eyes filled with tears, imagining the conditions you might be in.

Thousands of questions prowled through his mind.

Where were you? Were you afraid? But, above all, were you still alive?

He shook his head, as if to dismiss this question. Of course you were still alive, he would find you soon and you would get the treatments you needed and this would just become a bad nightmare.

Guilt was eating him up and he couldn’t think of how all of this had happened just because of him and the job he hated so much at the time. God, he would never forgive himself if something happened to you.

He had to be in your place, he had to be the one tortured, you had nothing to do with this, why did they take it out on you? How could this have happened? How was it even possible he had gone from cuddling you that morning to not knowing if you were still alive?

Jay sat down, resting his elbows on his knees and covering his face with his hands, totally shattered and unable to make a single thought that made sense.

-

You were lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling and breathing weakly as you struggled to keep your eyes open.

You didn’t know where your attackers had gone, after untying you from the chair and making you fall to the ground like you were trash, they disappeared and still had not come back. You were happy about this, you definitely wouldn’t have had the strength to withstand more torture again.

Your entire body was in pain, especially the stab wound you had in your stomach and you knew you were still bleeding. You had read something about it, when a person was dying of bleeding he began to feel cold, the heartbeat accelerated exponentially, the pulse weakened and breathing became rapid and that was all you felt in those moments.

You were still screaming for help but at some point it became different. Maybe because of the pain and when you tried to get up, your legs didn’t move. At that point you gave up, you had no more breath in your body and with every ‘help me’ you screamed the pain was excruciating and you felt as if your chest were being crossed by thousands of knives.

God, the time had passed so fast and so slowly at the same time it almost seemed you were experiencing those events from the outside, as if you weren’t in your body, but in reality you were really experiencing this, as incredible as it sounded in your head.

Where am I?

You didn’t know where you were, you didn’t have a clue, all you knew was you were alone and probably going to die very soon.

You were surrendering now and as you looked up at the ceiling again the only sound you heard were of someone moaning softly.

You felt hopeful, you thought someone had come to your rescue, maybe your Jay was there, but it took few moments before you realized it was just you. In those moments, while your mind kept thinking about your safe place, about Jay, how sorry you were he had to see you in those conditions and especially how much you wanted to listen to him that morning, you stopped fighting, you stopped trying to keep your eyes open and you let yourself go into an abyss of deep darkness.

-

Jay kept his promise to find you.

As he walked towards your unconscious body, he felt more and more a piece of himself being destroyed, cursing himself for being late, for not saving you.

But when he felt your heartbeat, albeit light, a wave of hope washed over him.

“There’s still a pulse,” he raved, taking you gently by the face “Baby I’m here, I’m here, you’re gonna be fine I promise… Just hold on for me…”

“I’m gonna get the car,” Adam spoke knowing there was no time to call an ambulance, getting a nod from Jay who didn’t take his eyes off you even for a second as he continued to stroke your face and press into the meanwhile his hand on your bleeding wound.

Jay placed one arm under your knees and the other around your shoulders and pulled you up, walking quickly towards the car Adam had parked in front of the warehouse entrance at that very moment.

“We’ll continue to search the perimeter. See you at Med’s” Voight informed Adam and he nodded before getting in the car and starting to drive as fast as possible to the hospital.

“Hurry up Adam!” Jay exclaimed from the back seats.

“I’m going as fast as I can man.”

Jay kept holding you tightly to him, your head resting on his chest and one arm around you while the other hand, smeared with blood, stroked your hair.

“Hold on baby please, don’t leave me,” he whispered as he continually kissed your forehead “I’m so sorry I didn’t come earlier but I know you’re strong princess, you’re one of the strongest people I know. You can do this, please don’t leave me I’m nothing without you…” he sniffed, cradling you in his arms “Oh baby I’m so sorry… You didn’t deserve this…”

Adam stepped on the accelerator, his heart squeezing as he heard Jay’s words. In years he had known him he had never seen his friend in that state and he found himself praying for the best too because he knew if they lost you, they’d lose Jay too.

The next few hours were the most heartbreaking and awful of Jay’s life. You had been in the OR for an infinite amount of time and the whole team was sitting in the waiting room while they waited for your news.

Jay had walked so far across the floor of that waiting room by now everyone was pretty sure he’d dug it up. No matter how many times his brother Will came to update him and reassure him the surgery was going well, Jay wouldn't calm down until he saw you with his eyes.

Everyone’s attempts to try to get him to rest and rinse himself were futile, Jay was adamant and refused to leave that hospital before seeing you. He wanted to be the first to be there next to you when you woke up.

“Jay.”

He snapped his head towards his brother and rushed towards him. “How is she? Is she okay?”

Will gave him a little smile and put a hand on his shoulder. “The surgery went well, the wound was stitched up and luckily the blade didn’t cause any damage to any artery. We did a CT scan with contrast medium and there is no significant damage to internal organs, most of the injuries are superficial, cuts and bruises.”

“But? I know there is a but,” Jay continued concerned, recognizing the expression his brother had on his face.

“We have verified the presence of a haemopneumothorax…”

“Will do I look like I know what the fuck are you talking about?!” Jay snapped impatiently.

“It’s accumulation of blood in the pleural cavity, it occurred due to repeated trauma and the stabbing didn’t help. In her case it wasn’t serious since the volume of hemorrhage wasn't massive, we took it in time and we were able to drain the blood out with a small tube we had to insert into her left lung, but she must still be kept under control in the next few days,” Will explained "She also lost a lot of blood and now we are giving her intravenous crystalloids and she is having a transfusion to recover fluids, but despite this the prognosis is good."

“This means she’ll recover?”

Will nodded, giving a small smile when he saw his brother breathe a sigh of relief. “It will take some time but she absolutely will make it.”

“Can I see her?”

“You couldn’t, but go, no more than 10 minutes though.”

Jay hardly even gave him time to finish the sentence since he had already disappeared, making his way to intensive care.

Seeing you lying on that hospital bed, unconscious, connected to the monitors and with that tube coming out of your chest, was much more painful than he ever expected.

It wasn’t supposed to happen to you, he was supposed to be on that bed, not you.

He was so grateful and happy to know you'd make it and recover, but he couldn't get rid of those feelings of guilt which continued to devour his stomach.

All this would never have happened if you hadn’t been with him, they had targeted you because they knew the only way to touch the Intelligence was to take it out on the family and it happened to be you the target but you didn’t deserve it, Jay kept thinking. You didn’t deserve to be on that hospital bed, you didn’t deserve to suffer like that, to have been so scared and feared for your own life. Jay couldn’t even imagine how you must have felt in those moments of torture, the fear, terror you must have felt.

Your painful screams kept echoing in his mind and he couldn’t forgive himself for not saving you, for not helping you when you needed it most, he just couldn’t forgive himself and he knew this would be a burden he would carry forever.

What kind of boyfriend am I? Who would endanger their girlfriend’s life like I did?

When you opened your eyes, the lights were so bright they forced you to close them again and it took you a few moments to get used to them.

You looked around, not recognizing the environment you were in at first but understanding after you were in the hospital.

What happened?

You tried to make up your mind about what happened, why you were in the hospital but when you tried to move and painful pangs went through your body, you remembered perfectly what had happened and everything became clearer.

I was kidnapped.

You remembered everything, all the punches, cuts, kicks, you even remembered the moment you were stabbed and it almost seemed like you still felt the blade inside you. But from that moment on it was all clouded and you understood that most likely it was because you passed out.

“Hey, welcome back to us sleepyhead.” Will’s voice brought you back to reality and you tried to move. “No, no, stay still, don’t move. How are you feeling?”

He walked over to your bed and started checking your medical records and vital signs.

“Like shit, I feel like I was hit by a truck” you muttered, feeling your mouth dry and sticky “Can I have some water?”

“Sure,” Will replied, taking the water from the nightstand next to your bed and helping you to drink through the straw. “Slow and small sips… Here you go…”

“Thank you” you muttered before you put your head back on the pillow, feeling tired and exhausted. You looked around and hoped to see Jay but a slight disappointment gripped you when you noticed his absence.

“Where’s Jay? Is he okay?”

Will nodded. “He’s out here, he didn’t leave you even for five minutes.”

“How long have I slept?”

“For a whole day, you made us worry to death, you know?” your boyfriend’s brother said, approaching you and taking a hand between his with affection.

“I’m sorry.”

He chuckled. “Don’t be sorry. I’m just glad you’re okay, I couldn’t take my brother anymore. Do you want me to call him?”

You nodded and chuckled, which turned out to be more painful than expected. “Thank you.”

When Jay walked into your room you couldn’t ignore the way he avoided your gaze and kept his distance. He was standing by your bed, his hands tucked into the pockets of his jeans.

“Jay” you muttered. He looked up at you for a moment and only then you saw the devastated expression on his face, the dark circles under his eyes, his visibly tired features. He seemed to haven’t slept for days but despite this you couldn’t help thinking he was still the most beautiful and celestial vision you ever laid your eyes on.

His eyes twitched with tears and he forced himself to look away because he knew he would collapse if he kept looking at you.

“How do you feel?” he asked, trying to keep a controlled and distant tone and you frowned, confused.

“I’ll be fine” you said “Jay… What’s wrong? Come here please.”

He looked up at you again. “I can’t Y/N …”

“What?” your heart skipped a beat and a painful sting went through your shores when you tried to get up.

“No, no, no, no please don’t move,” he ranted before running his hands over his face and sighing deeply. God, it was going to be harder than he could ever have imagined.

“Hey, talk to me Jay,” you insisted “Did something happen? Are you hurt?”

He looked down again, shaking his head slightly. “No, I’m not hurt I… I just need to talk to you.”

“About what?”

“About us… What happened… It wasn't supposed to happen, not to you…” he sighed as you continued to watch him, a lump in your throat and anxiety gripping your stomach “It’s better for you if we end things here, we shouldn’t be together Y/N… I can’t risk losing you again.”

You were totally in shock and for some reason the pain those words caused you exceeded the physical pain you were feeling. The monitor that indicated your heartbeats started to beep as they increased.

“Y/N are you okay? Should I call Will?!” Jay immediately asked in an alarmed tone but you stopped him, tearing off the electrode that connected you to the monitor.

“Are you seriously asking me if I’m okay? I woke up after being beaten to death and my boyfriend wants to leave me! Do you think I’m okay?!” you shouted but you stopped mid sentence when a painful pain crossed your chest. Fuck, why was it so painful to even breathe?

“Y/N oh my god” he rushed towards you but you slapped off his hands while you held your chest with yours.

“Don’t fucking touch me” you blurted out, furious.

“Please Y/N don’t think it’s easy for me but try to understand, I’m doing this for you, to protect you…”

“Protect me? Leaving me is supposed to protect me?!”

He sighed, feeling his eyes tingle again with tears. “They can’t hurt you if you’re not with me, please try to understand. All this happened because of me, my work, they wanted to take it out on the team and they took you…”

You interrupted him. “No Jay, none of this is your fault, it happened because the men who took me are psychopaths.”

“Yes fuck! It is my fault! You wouldn’t be on this fucking bed if we weren’t together! Y/N I have died a thousand times in the last 48 hours, I didn’t know where you were, I couldn’t protect you when I had to, I cannot take this all again and I know it will happen because there will still be criminals who will want to take revenge and I cannot allow that to happen, I can’t risk losing you again,” he sniffed and only then you realized he was crying. You felt your heart break and instantly understood the reason for his decision, however absurd it was.

“Jay, baby, come here” you whispered reaching out to him and he wasted no time leaning towards you, taking refuge in your arms and hiding his face in the crook of your neck, his actions in total contrast to the words just said. You tried to hug him as best you could because of the threads and wounds and with one hand you started to caress the back of his neck.

“Hey,” you whispered in his ear. He lifted his head and started to wipe away the tears but you preceded him by cupping your hands on his face and gently sweeping them away with your thumbs. “Listen to me please okay? That’s not your fault baby, I don’t blame you. I know you did everything you could to try to find me and you did it and I’m so grateful to have you because I know whatever happens you’ll always come to save me, that’s why you are my hero. And I’ll tell you more, I’m glad it was me and not one of the team or worse you. I’ll be fine, it was a traumatic experience and slowly I’ll get over it but I can’t do it without you Jay, you can’t do this to me,” you paused for a while. “Do you really want this? Do you really want us to break up?”

“No fuck no,” he replied without any hesitation “You’re the best thing in my life, I love you so much baby, I’m a mess without you, but if I have to choose between being happy and letting you risk your life or letting you go and knowing you’re safe I prefer the second option, I just want you to be okay I don’t care about anything else.”

“Jay I’m fine with you by my side,” you answered “I love you too, so much… Please, it’s not your fault believe me” you caressed his cheeks and he closed his eyes to that contact, enjoying your touch. When he opened his eyes and looked at you he never felt so worn out because in his heart he just wanted to do the right thing, he just wanted to protect you. “Actually, it’s mine.”

Jay gave you a confused look. “Why?”

“I should have listened to you and not go to work.”

Jay chuckled and then, without letting go of your hand, he took the chair next to the bed and sat down. “How do you do this?”

“Do what?”

“I’m the one who should make you feel better now not the other way around,” he said as he stroked the back of your hand with his thumb. He then brought it to his lips before placing a kiss on it “You always do this, you always make people feel better even when you’re the first to not to be okay, you… You’re so amazing Y/N, I’m so lucky to have you. “

You smiled, making him get butterflies in his stomach. “Does this mean you have given up the absurd idea of break up with me?”

“Why, do I have any other choice?” he ironically asked “You didn’t give me that much chance to do that.”

You took your hand out of him, carrying it in his lap. “Go on then, the door is there if you want to leave,” you retorted and grinned when Jay immediately took yours back, giving you another kiss.

“Fuck no I couldn’t be without you.”

“Yet you wanted to leave me.”

“It’s just… When I saw you on this bed I… I felt like the whole world shattered and I’m not even kidding baby. I couldn’t protect you and thought maybe by letting you go I could do it and keep you safe…” he sighed before lifting his hand up to your bruised face and gently stroking your cheeks “I’m so sorry, you didn’t deserve this. They’re gonna pay for what they did to you, I won’t let anyone hurt you anymore I promise baby.”

You smiled. “I love you Jay, please don’t ever say you want to break up ever again, you nearly gave a heart attack.”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for everything it’s just… Fuck I lose my mind when it comes to you. I promise I’ll make it up to you, for everything.”

“Of course you will, but don’t even think for a sec you’re not gonna pay for this” you said pointing your finger at him with the look and smile of a perfect psychopath, causing Jay to burst out laughing.

“I won’t object baby, I’ll accept whatever you’ll do to me.”

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[caitimetravels]

she's insignificant

chapter 10: where you've gone

the umbrella academy x (fem) reader

disclaimer: i do not own the plot/storyline of the netflix tv series and i do not own the umbrella academy characters.

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with a sigh, y/n stood. five was still writing away behind her on the walls non-stop. she didn't dare interrupt him, simply leaving. she would be back anyways. all she needed was a nice walk. 

as she wandered down the street with no destination in mind she spaced out, eyes trained on her feet. suddenly someone knocked her shoulder and brought her back to reality. she raised her head, hoping they weren't someone looking to start a fight or argue with her.

"y/n?" instead she was met with allison. her technically older sister seemed frustrated.

"allison? are you okay?" y/n's eyebrows furrowed, looking up at the curly haired woman. 

"yeah.. i think so" she frowned, "i'm worried about vanya. she won't listen to me but her boyfriend, whoever he is.. i think he's dangerous. i couldn't find anything about him-"

"you went searching for his records?" y/n pulled back in disbelief, "allison! you know vanya doesn't like-"

"i know, she already got angry with me" allison sighed, shaking her head.

"why would you do that?" y/n tilted her head up at her, eyes narrowing incredulously. "where are you even going?"

"well, i found his address. i was going to see if anything's weird.." she earned a disapproving look, "i can't just sit around and do nothing y/n! please, help me, for vanya?"

y/n's expression only darkened, "why are you trying to ruin one of the only good things in her life?! she deserves to be happy for once and im not going to help you take that away from her!" she begun to shout, freezing as she realised her powers were getting out of control in the middle of the street. "just.. leave them alone!" 

she took off, hoping to get away, she needed to get away.

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as the sweet melody came to soft halt y/n smiled up at her sister. vanya donned a similar grin, placing her violin down and joining y/n on the floor, cross legged and leaning back against her bed.

"one day, you're going to be amazing, v" y/n mumbled quietly, looking like she was in a slight daze, "more amazing than you are now.. you're going to be a famous violinist, i can see it now. 'vanya hargreeves, the world's best violinist'" 

vanya softly nudged her shoulder, shaking her head. "no way, the world? c'mon" 

"i'm serious!" y/n was adamant, sitting up straighter to see her better, "you're gonna be so cool! and everyone here is going to see you and say 'damn, wish i had seen how awesome our sister was back then' and you're going to have lots of fans!"

vanya snorted, shyly brushing her long hair to the side, "yeah, right"

".. you won't forget me when you're famous, right?" y/n leaned back against the bed to avoid direct eye contact, her voice was much softer now. "don't forget me.. okay?" she nervously side eyed her sister, trying to gauge her reaction.

"i could never" vanya shook her head, leaning into the h/c haired girl. both of them shared small content grins.

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as she walked upstairs to five's room she heard a commotion, hopefully he hadn't gotten into a fight with one of their siblings again, right?

wrong.

"put her down" five snarled, holding a gun up to luther who held dolores' body out the window. y/n grinned at the sight, highly amused. who would have thought luther would ever threaten someone? well, y'know excluding their missions.. but five nonetheless? she leaned casually against the doorway, arms crossing and waiting for them to sort out whatever issue she walked in on.

"put the gun down, you're not killing anyone today. i know she's important to you so don't make me do this" luther paused, waiting to see what five would do. "it's either her or the gun.. you decide"

eventually five did decide that dolores was more important and dropped the gun before spacial jumping to catch dolores before she could fall. not that much damage would have occurred to the mannequin anyways, maybe a few scratches.

"i can keep doing this all day" luther spoke triumphantly, now holding the gun at his side. y/n snorted, catching their attention.

"you're such children" both glared at her in response, "c'mon, surely you have a better plan than whatever ended up in this-" she gestured vaguely between them, "squabble"

"we did not squabble" five hissed, placing dolores down and straightening his jacket. "but yes, i do have a one other plan" 

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the three of them, five, luther and y/n, drove down an empty road before slowing to a stop. five unbuckled his seatbelt and sighed, looking around.

"you know, i never enjoyed it" he started and luther turned to him in confusion.

"what?"

"the killing. i mean i was- i was good at my work and i took pride in it but it never gave me pleasure" he took a deep breath, "i think it was all those years alone. solitude can do funny things to the mind"

"yeah well, you were gone for such a long time.. i only spent four years on the moon but that was more than enough. it's the being alone that breaks you" luther placed a hand on the briefcase, "you think they'll buy it?"

"well, what i do know is that they're desperate. it's like a cop losing his gun" he alluded, "if the commission finds out they'll be in deep shit, well not to mention that they'll be stuck here until they get it back"

"i should hold onto it" luther suggested, patting it with one hand.

"hm?" five's eyebrows furrowed,

"incase they make a move on you" he added to explain his point.

"okay, luther.. but be careful. i've lived a long life but.. you're still a young man, you've got your whole life ahead of you. don't waste it" y/n snorted and five turned to her, unamused.

"what?" they stared at each other for a moment before five shook his head, looking away with a small smile.

suddenly a car began to drive towards them and they all made to get out of the car. "here we go" five sighed again, he was doing that a lot, y/n realised.

the car continued to drive past them, stopping a few metres away.

"if this all goes sideways.. do me a favour and tell dolores i'm sorry" five turned to luther who nodded slowly.

as five walked away from them y/n leaned back against the car.

"i have a bad feeling about this" she nervously picked at her nails and luther frowned, looking over at her.

"why? what's wrong?"

"that.. i don't know yet" she looked down the road, "i just.. feel like something's off" she shook her head as five walked back, leaning next to her.

luther stepped forwards a bit, "what happens now?"

"now we wait" 

barely a moment later they heard the music of an ice cream truck. y/n squinted against the sun and wind, trying to work out who it was. she took a moment to focus, sensing klaus, diego and ben. uh oh.

as the car got closer luther turned to five, "is that her?"

"luther, you idiot" y/n shook her head, "it's klaus and diego" right on time klaus waved to them as they passed.

the two assassins begun shooting, thinking it was a set up and y/n raised her arms to cover her head as luther stepped in front of her and five to block any shots.

suddenly time stopped.. well, only for five.

he frowned down at y/n next to him, the girl cowering in on herself. he felt bad for bringing her into something like this but she was very persistent.

he slowly stepped under luther's arm, looking at everyone frozen in slight confusion.

"neat trick, isn't it?" a feminine voice called out behind him and he turned to face the woman he had asked to see. the handler. she stared at him, pulling the veil over her face up and onto her hat instead before pulling her sunglasses off.

"hello, five" she smiled, "you look good.. all things considered" she softly gestured to all of him.

"it's good to see you again" he nodded back,

"feels like we met just yesterday, 'course you were a little bit older then" she teased, "congratulations on the age regression, by the way. very clever, threw us all off the scent"

"ah, well, i wish i could take credit" five shrugged, looking away. "i just miscalculated the time dilation of projections and.. well, you know, here i am" his gaze met hers once again, throwing his hands up before putting them back in his pockets, casually.

"you realise your efforts are futile" the handler shifted so that her briefcase was behind her, "so, why don't you tell me what you really want?"

"i want you to put a stop to it" five moved his own hands behind his back. 

"you realise what you're asking for is next to impossible even for me" she shook her head, "what's meant to be is meant to be. that's our raison d'etre" 

"yeah?" five smiled sarcastically, pulling a gun from his shorts "well how about survival as a raison?" 

"i'll just be replaced, i am but a small cog in a machine" the handler waved it off, ignoring the gun pointing straight at her heart. "this fantasy you've been nurturing about summoning up your family to stop the apocalypse is just that.. a fantasy. i must say though, we'll quite impressed with your initiative, your stick-to-it-tiveness, really quite- quite something. which is why we want to offer you, a new position back at the commission, in management" the handler held a hand up, smiling like her offer was an obvious choice.

"sorry what's that now?" five scoffed as she stepped closer, hand tightening on the gun.

"come back to work for us again, you know it's where you belong" 

"well, it didn't work out too well the last time" he glared up at her, not liking the persistence.

"oh but you wouldn't be in the correction department any longer, i'm talking about the home office, you'd have the best health and pension and an end to this ceaseless travel" she laughed freely, "you're a distinguished professional in.. school boy shorts. we have the technology to reverse the process. i mean you- you can't be happy like this" she slowly pushed his gun down, stepping ever closer.

"i'm not looking for happy" he spat through gritted teeth.

the handler only tilted her head, eyeing him carefully before raising a hand to stroke his cheek, "we're all looking for happy. we can make that happen, we can make you.. yourself again"

five huffed a laugh, gesturing to his siblings. "what about my family?"

"what about them?" the handler raised an eyebrow, acting like she didn't already know he intended to save them.

"i want them to survive" 

the handler took in a deep breath, taking in the sight of luther protecting y/n who was still crouching against the car as well as diego and klaus who were in the middle of crashing the ice cream truck.

"all of them?" 

"yes, all of them" he narrowed his eyes at her,

the handler gave him a small smirk, moving towards the recoiled girl. five watched carefully, waiting to see what she would do.

"it's such a shame.. she would have done well with us. if only we could take her too" she reached a hand out, about to touch her but five moved first, spacial jumping in front of her and grabbing her hand. he held her away from y/n.

"don't touch her" he snarled, unmoving from his protective stance. 

"my my, five, i didn't expect such protectiveness from you" the handler merely smirked, stepping away. as they walked back she once again proposed her deal.

"well" the handler begun, reaching a hand into her pocket and pulling out her sunglasses before putting them back on her face. "i'll see what i can do from them.. do we have a deal?" she reached a hand out to him, awaiting his acceptance. he merely stared at her hand before sighing,

"one thing" five stepped back, putting his gun in his shorts again. he walked over to hazel's gun on the floor, taking out the ammunition and chucking it on one side of the road before chucking the rest of the gun to the other. he turned and walked back, noticing the bullet headed towards luther and y/n. he frowned, using his pointer finger and thumb to move it over so that it would hit the car instead of them.

as soon as he shook her outstretched hand they disappeared and time was restored.

y/n shivered, ignoring the bullet hitting the car next to her and the way her siblings scrambled around to get away quick. she allowed herself to be shoved into the car with klaus and diego, spaced out.

"you alright?" diego turned to her while klaus stuck the middle finger up at hazel and cha cha. 

"i felt someone else.. it was only for a moment but i felt someone.." she spoke solemnly, staring at her shaking hands. "and then five just.. disappeared"

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[hereforhalstead]

Hungry Eyes

*Gif not mine, credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader 18+

• Requested: Yeeeess by my bestie @halsteadlover who always sets the bar so high and provided me with this.

reader's friend that come to visit her and Jay is jealous but nobody knows about their relationship so he can't even say anything about it and then he corners Reader when they r alone and shows her who she belongs to iykyk kwnejekwnsked i know this is a shitty idea but whit ur writing bestie it'd be ✨ chef's kiss ✨’i

• Warnings: swearing/Daddy kink/smut references

• Summary: Jay gets jealous after an old friend turns up at the district to ask you out for lunch and reminds you who you belong to.

• Words: 4218

• A/N :lysm you’re the best but pls don’t come after me if this disappoints hahah Enjoy🤭

***

You woke up with that feeling in the pit of your stomach that you didn’t like, instantly feeling sick with nerves for no explanation. You tried to start your morning as best and to routine as you could to try and push out the thoughts but nothing worked. 

You made your way into the kitchen to grab some ice out of the freezer for your drink, you found yourself gazing out of the window being transfixed on cars going by. You flinched as you felt a squeeze on your sides, you looked over your shoulder to see Jay’s mischievous smile grinning back at you, a sight that would always put your mind to rest but on this day it wasn’t doing the trick. 

He softly pulled on the round neck of your tshirt, exposing your shoulder to which he placed a light kiss to your skin “Everything alright?” he questioned, still stood behind you as you filled your glass. You nodded in response but you both knew this wasn’t enough for him, you span to exit the kitchen but he stood his ground to block your path.

“You wanna trying lying to me again?” he probed, gently outlining the side of you face with his fingers. You pressed your lips into his cheek but he still wouldn’t budge “Jay, I’m fine” you attempted to reassure but he simply gave a light chuckle in response.

 “Baby, you know I call out people who lie for a job. Right?” You lean your head forward onto his chest and huff “Just one of those days” you mumble into his shirt and he tuts “And you couldn’t tell me that because?”.

You look up at him and roll your eyes “Because doofus, now you’ll be watching my every move when you need to be focusing on yourself” You push your finger into his chest as you speak, he flicks his eyes down onto your hand and then back up to your worried expression “We’ll be fine. Always are, I know how to look out for both of us” he leans in to place a chaste kiss to your lips but you still feel that sinking feeling wasn’t going anywhere fast.

 “How do you always know what to do to make me feel better?” you tease, trying your best to ignore the wave of anxiousness overwhelming your body “It’s just as much of my job as it is to be a detective” he proudly replies and you can’t stop the smile creeping on your face “Smooth” you compliment, earning another toothy grin from your boyfriend 

“Come on you, the quicker we get out of here the quicker we get home”. He slings an arm round your shoulder before stopping to pick up the drink you had previously poured yourself as he calmly reassures “Don’t worry about it. Everything’s gonna be fine”

***

As normal, Jay drops you off in his truck a few roads away from the district. You’d both decided it was best to keep your relationship between yourselves for the time being as god knows word spreads fast within Chicago and Voight would be less than impressed to say the least. 

Seeing how he reacted to Kim and Adam served as a warning of how harsh he can be and implement punishments for the smallest of things. He often eyes the pair of you so you have an inclining he’s caught on but as far as you’re aware you’d gotten away with it so far which seemed a miracle. There’d been a few close encounters, you and Jay getting carried away in the evidence room, one acting out when the other is in danger or the most popular one being when either one of you is hit on and you can’t say a word. 

Jay found this the hardest as Voight encouraged you to use your charm and sarcastic character on suspects, often helping to break their barriers and admit things they didn’t know they were admitting. This came at a cost, you openly flirting with another man in the interview room was now a regular occurrence and to Jay’s dismay he was often sat right by your side as you did so. 

Most of the time you had fun with this as it never took much to get Jay jealous, a simple double take at you had him aggravated within seconds so for you to have taken on the role as ‘Intelligence flirt’ did not sit well with him. You’d considered having words with Voight about it, expressing how it made you uncomfortable but as much as sometimes you didn’t like it, it did often lead to success so you had to put your dignity to one side and do the job at hand. 

It was another one of those days where you were called into the interview room as soon as you walked up the stairs, Jay handing you a paper file as he passes your desk. Just like every morning, acting like you hadn’t been in bed together just a few hours earlier or traipsing round his apartment in nothing but his T-shirt.

“He’s just your type” Kim calls out to you, smirk beaming from her face “and how do you know what my type is?” you sarcastically respond, eyebrow cocked in confidence “Believe me, I know what your type is” she is quick to reply, already back focusing on a pile of paperwork sat in front of her. You narrow your eyes at her and then cast your eyes over to Jay who is still enthralled by the thought of you.

“Will you just get in there and do you thing. We need to nail this bastard” Voight’s rough voice echos out, hurrying you to hang your coat up on the way to the interview room “Good luck” Jay announces with an amused tone “I think you’re the one who needs the luck” you hit back. He bores his eyes down to you as he leans forward to open the door with one hand and allowing you to enter the room first. 

The suspect immediately slumps back in his chair as you slam the thick paper file onto the desk “Think you better sit up and pay attention sunshine, I haven’t got all day” you jest, Jay remaining stern in the seat next to you as he’s ready to play good cop bad cop. “Oh I can tell I’m gonna like you already” his eyes roam about your body but Jay is quick to harshly click in front of the mans face to distract him “Eyes up here big man”. 

You conceal your laugher, not even 2 seconds in and Jay’s pissed off “Why don’t you let her do the talking pretty boy” the suspect flirts and you scoff “You’re already looking at 25 years in jail if you don’t start talking so we’ll get started if you don’t mind” you open the file in efforts to break eye contact with the suspect but Jay was still showing a disgruntled stare over the table “I’m all yours”. 

***

Safe to say the interview didn’t get much better, no matter how much you leaned into him, he wasn’t saying a word. Forcing you to try and go above and beyond with the flirting technique but still nothing. You marched back into the office with Jay, him stuck at your side but staying silent when usually there would be some form of sarcastic comment but today there was nothing.

 “How could you say he was my type, are you blind? He was about 50 with half a mouth of teeth and I can’t imagine the last time he showered” you call out to Kim who laughs “My idea of fun” she contests, handing you a cup of coffee “Hilarious” you comment under your breath as she returns to her desk next to you. 

You were still reeling from the interview, annoyed at yourself for not getting him to break so you could charge him with more but by the sounds of it, it wasn’t his first offence so knew how to play the game and also play you. You scanned the pages in front of you, head in your hands as you sat propped with your elbows on the desk “He was just a dick who knows how to work the system, don’t let it get to you” Jay speaks as he leans on the desk next to you. 

You huff and sink into your chair “Surprised you’re talking to me” you joke as Jay shrugs “Gotta do what you gotta do” he calmly admits, complete change of attitude to his normal tense and quiet self after these interviews but you still knew him well enough to know he was bluffing “Now who’s the one lying” you raise your eyebrows at him with a slight smirk across your face.

He leans down to you to speak but you hear Trudy clear her throat from behind him “Y/N, you got someone down here for you” she bitterly announces, you both turn to look at her as she spins to head back down the stairs “Did they give a name, or?” you ask after her but as per usual she was hardly in a mood to converse “Do I look like a receptionist? No” she tuts “Was cute though” you’re taken back as she adds her little comment and disappears back down the stairs. 

“Well, best get myself down to this hottie then” you stand from your seat, ensuring you graze yourself along Jay as you pass “Don’t wanna keep him waiting” you quietly add so only he can hear. 

He keeps his arms folded in front of his chest and watches you intently as you walk off, feeling his eyes burn into your back as you follow Trudy’s path down to the main area. Slight grin as you enjoyed winding Jay up and as much as he didn’t want to admit it he also got a kick out of it. 

Him watching you think you have the dominance in the relationship truly amused him, all while knowing he could have you pinned up against a wall and struggling to find words within seconds frequently crossed his mind as he sat watching you work opposite him. 

**

You got to the bottom of the stairs only to be met by an empty room, you look over to Trudy who is aimlessly scrolling on the computer and walk over to her desk “Where is he then?” you ask but get no response, instead she simply looks over your shoulder to the room next to the main doors. 

She glimpses back over to you before returning to her work “Always so helpful Trudy, what would I do without you” you mock, tapping the desk before turning to see who had asked after you.

You didn’t even have a chance to get yourself together before he was stood in front of you, your best friend from college who you hadn’t seen in years was stood before you and Trudy was right, he was looking just as cute as he did the last time you see him all those years ago. “There she is! The hot shot detective” he exclaims before engulfing you in his arms. 

It took you by surprise so took you a few seconds before you could grasp what was happening “Kyle? What are you doing here?” you pull back, leaving his arm still resting on your hip as he towered over you “My folks moved to Chicago a few weeks ago so thought I would come visit. Then remembered you worked here so made it all the more easier for me to take the trip” he happily admits as you nudge his shoulder “Still the flirt I see” you tilt you head and he nods “Can’t help it when it comes to you”. 

You come to your senses that you’re still stood in the middle of the open space at the district, Trudy without a doubt ogling at you from her desk and silently judging with her scowl and condescending manner. 

You take a quick sweep of the area to see if anyone else is around but it was just the two of you which made the silence even more awkward. As much as you wanted nothing more than to catch up with Kyle, this was hardly the ideal scenario as you could basically hear a pin drop and knew Trudy was listening in on every word. 

You check your watch and note it was nearly 1pm which led you to the perfect excuse of leaving “Wanna grab some lunch?” he questions to which you quickly agree “Let me just grab my stuff and we can go”.

Just as you turn to head back upstairs you hear Trudy call out from behind you “Chuckles, get Y/N’s bags for her will you. She's being whisked off for lunch on a hot date” whilst still facing away you subtly shake your head and huff “I’m gonna kill her” you joke, Kyle awkwardly laughs along with you which doesn’t help with the glare Jay was sending in your direction. 

“Thanks but I can get them myself, thanks though” you grimace to Trudy as you pass her desk “Won’t be long” you call back to Kyle who takes a seat on the chairs “Just text me if you need a moment before we go!” Jay shoots him a lingering glare, you nudge his shoulder to pull him from his trance with the aggravated scorn to Kyle.

 You place your hand onto the scanner and feel Jay breathing down your neck from how close he is stood behind you “So you’ve got a hot date?” he whispers, so quiet that you’re sure no one else heard “Don’t start” you warn as the door buzzes and loosens to allow you to open it.

“Don’t know what you mean” Jay innocently responds, still hot on your trail as you make your way up “Jay, your jealousy is showing” you tease with a hint of smugness in your voice “I don’t get jealous baby” he takes you off guard with the pet name but you try your best to act unfazed “A lot of lying going on today, isn’t there?”. 

You make your way over to your desk and rummage around in the drawers looking for the purse your usually leave in there with a few bank cards and loose change. “Who’s the hunk then Y/N?” Hailey asks from her desk on the other side of the room “It’s her boyfriend” Jay answers before you even have a chance to respond. You continue looking through your desk, rolling your eyes at his comment but grateful no one can see as you look down.

“He’s a friend from college” you correct him, shooting him a glare to which he sneers. “And he’s taking you to lunch? Lucky you” Kim adds, earning a less than impressed glance from Adam “I’m right here you know” he mocks and you laugh to yourself of the irony of Adam getting jealous when you knew Jay was sat there reeling and no one knew. 

“Wait, isn’t Kyle the one who-?” Kim starts but you widen your eyes her to give her the message to stop “The one who?” Kevin probes, aware that now everyone was in on this would only add to Jay’s annoyance “He wa-” Hailey speaks up “Uh” you interrupt, admiring the joy she had flashed across her face. Adam pats Kevin on the shoulder as he passes “Girl code bro, we’ll never find out”. 

“I didn’t know I was running a gossip circle? Back to it” Voight demands from the doorframe of his office. The team turn back to their work as you give up looking for your purse and decide to head to the lockers to see if you left it in there earlier in the week. 

Once in the hall, alone you run your fingertips over the creases in your forehead. Partly in trying to remember where you last had your purse but also wishing Kyle hadn’t come to the district or atleast gave you some forewarning that we was in town. 

That soon explains the reason for your gut feeling this morning that something wasn’t going to go right, although you were slightly relieved as it wasn’t half as bad as you expected when you first woke up and felt the anxiety swirling in your stomach but still wasn’t ideal. 

You leant your head against your locker before taking a deep breath, anyone would think you were being overdramatic but with the interview the morning where you had truly pushed yourself with the flirting already leaving Jay on the back foot this was not what you had in mind for the rest of the day. 

Normally, a quiet afternoon with the odd doting look and occasional private moment between the pair of you had you back in his good books but that was clearly out of the window and now with this he was just feeling worse. 

You searched in your locker but still no sign, you pulled out your phone to text Kyle and was shocked you still had his number after all these years. You clicked away on your phone before a presence in front of you makes you flinch. 

You look up to see Jay leaning with one arm on the locker and the other holding your purse “You can text your boyfriend to say your other boyfriend found your purse” he dangles the purse in front of you but snatches it back when you go to grab it “Jay, leave it alone” you taunt but he simply drops your purse on the bench behind you with a swift motion and turns to head out. 

Slightly shocked you don’t get more of a reaction out of him leaves you wanting more, a twisted affect he had on you when he left you craving him if he didn’t give you what you wanted.

“You don’t want me to introduce the pair of you then?” you call out, causing him to stop in his tracks on route to the door. You heart instantly picks up as you know you’ve got him “Do what you want” he spits out, still with his back to you. You make your way over to him and run your fingertip up and down his spine, causing him to shiver under your touch.

 “Someone in a mood?” you innocently ask, knowing full well what you’re letting yourself in for but using it as more motivation to keep going. He hangs his head in laughter and takes a moment before he inhales through his flared nostrils, even facing away from you you can see the bitter look on his face as he bites the inside of his lip in frustration. 

“Why don’t you just go and have a nice little lunch with your boyfriend and we’ll speak about this at home later” his calmness still confuses you and didn’t satisfy your craving and as much as you knew you shouldn’t provoke him you can’t help but continue to do so.

“You don’t Atleast want to know who he is? You could be letting me go to lunch with a murderer for all you know” you joke but he is not amused, not in the slightest. He deeply huffs which, to his frustration you know is a good sign you were getting what you wanted “No Y/N. I don’t want to know who the fuck he is” he finally bursts, turning in his spot and now staring down on you.

“I don’t give a shit who he is, I don’t give a shit what you’ve done together” the way his chest rises and falls in his passion truly awakes something within you and you no longer care how quick you feel overpowered by him.

“That’s not very kind” you respond, innocent tone paired with your eyelashes fluttering as you look up at Jay’s rage filled face.

“Kind? I don’t care about kind when it comes to other men flirting with my girl, baby” he starts taking steps towards you, forcing you to walk back under his demand. 

Your back soon hits the bank of lockers with a thud, his eyes filled his hunger as he rests his arm to the side of your head and leans into you “He was only my first fuck, no big deal” you mumble but his spiteful chuckle tells you he heard it loud and clear, slightly regretting your honesty when you’re truly under his thumb and not getting out of his hold anytime soon.

“Say that again” he taunts, hand gripped onto your waist and getting tighter with each heavy breath. You don’t say a word as you know nothing will help what you’ve just said, he leaves it a moment before he continues. 

“No?” He questions as you remain standing in silence, you shake your head to see the exasperation flashing across his face. “Why did you even tell me that?” He further asks and in all honesty you begin to question that yourself, you just knew it would be the worst thing you could admit and therefore it had to be done.

“Oh, I know why” he drops his head as he smiles to himself, hand running along his jawline as a smug smile makes its way onto his face. Not a second later his attention is back on you with the hunger in his eyes that you now desperately longed for.

“You want me to remind the name that I know you’re wishing you could moan right now” he teases as he pushes himself onto you further “straight up against these lockers, with my hand over your mouth to quieten them desperate pleas”. His eyes search your face for any form of resistance as he darts his knee inbetween your legs to separate them “Tell me I’m wrong baby?”.

You feel your body melt under his slightest touch, his words making you crumble into his grasp on you. With your mind no longer on Kyle or the fact you were at your place of work with the chance of getting caught at any moment “Your team just on the other side of that wall not having a single clue what’s going on”. He was clearly enjoying this as much as you were, his lips finding their way to your collarbone and lightly nipping at the skin.

“My girl wants me to fuck her so hard that she can’t even walk out of this room without me helping her” he proceeds to run his lips along your jawline, leaving lingering kisses as he goes “Not so mouthy now, hm?” He grasps at your hip to straighten you from your slumped position, feeling your legs turn to jelly as you yearn for his dominant touch “Use your words, baby”.

He catches you off guard with a deep and hungry kiss as his lips crash into yours, using his hand on the small of your back to steady you as you stumble from the sudden harshness. As you leaned into his desires, you wanted to use the tiniest bit of power you have left to well and truly push him over the edge. Something you knew that would have you playing this moment over in your head for weeks on end, him falling at your mercy and pushing him over the edge “Yes daddy”.

His eyes widen, something he had only heard you say a few times in the past but only after being encouraged at the height of passion and never on your own accord. The fingers digging into your hips told you all you needed to know, whether he liked to admit it, you’d won this hands down.

You run your to tongue over your bottom lip, now slightly swollen from the rough contact. His eyes follow your movement, the darkness in his eyes turning more intense as every second went by “oh baby” he chuckled, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist to lift you up and secure yourself to him with your legs wrapped round him and your back pushed up against the lockers “you have no idea what you’ve just let yourself in for”.

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Banished

Request: Yes / No  roan x reader (smut preferably) where you get banished from skaikru about a month in after landing on earth and you meet roan. since he’s wounded and you’re a healer you patch him up and end up travelling together and become rlly close?? idk i read your trick or treat fic and it was my favourite roan fic i’ve read (and i’ve read them all...no shame)😭 @szhead31​

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Roan x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 1735

Warnings: SMUT!

Y/N: Your Name 

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“What do you mean I’m kicked out?” I asked Clarke and Bellamy. 

“Y/N, you’ve been a danger to the camp.” Bellamy said with his arms crossed. 

“A danger? I’m a damn healer!” I shouted. 

“And half of the people in our infirmary are because of you!” He shouted back at me. 

“Enough!” Clarke shouted, stopping anything before it started. 

“Y/N, Bellamy’s right. You’ve been fighting everyone in camp and with the Grounders wanting to kill us, we need to think of the bigger picture.” She said and I scoffed. 

“Ya know what? I don’t even care anymore. Screw all of you and I hope the Grounders kick your ass!” I shouted and stormed out of the dropship. I went to my tent and grabbed my shit then left without another word. Those assholes can kiss my damn ass. 

*One Month Later*

I was out hunting in the snow. I don’t entirely remember how I got here, but I was alive so that’s all that matters. I had the perfect angle on the deer I was hunting when all of a sudden a scream scared it away. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I groaned. I decided that I should run and see who was screaming. Maybe someone from camp got lost and I could fix them up, it was the damn doctor in me… If I heal them maybe they’ll see I’m not as bad as everyone says I am! I pushed myself to run faster and found a man leaning against a tree with a serious wound in his stomach. I’m honestly surprised his guts weren’t falling out. I kneeled down by his side and quickly pulled out my supplies. 

“Who are you?” He asked with a groan. 

“I’m here to help, who are you? What happened?” I asked as I started to work on his stomach. 

“I am Roan, Prince of Azgeda.” He answered then hissed in pain. 

“Don’t move, I need to disinfect it before I stitch you up. Here, bite on this.” I said and pushed a cloth into his mouth. He bit down on it and continued my work. It took about a half hour to patch him up enough to get him somewhere safe. 

“Where did you learn to do that?” He asked as we were walking through the forest. 

“My Father was a doctor, he taught me everything I know.” I answered with a small smile. 

“Your Father taught you well.” He said, returning my smile. 

“Up ahead, there’s a small cabin I found, I’ve been staying there.” I said and pointed at the building ahead. He nodded and the two of us quickly but carefully made our way into the cabin. I laid him on the bed and checked his wound again. 

“If you’re a Prince, what are you doing out here alone? Shouldn’t you have guards with you?” I asked. 

“I was banished so my people could join with the Commander.” He said sadly. 

“Your parents banished you?” I asked shocked and he nodded sadly. 

“Why are you out here on your own?” He asked and I bit my lip. 

“Same reason you are. I was banished because my people thought I was more dangerous than the Grounders.” I answered and his eyes widened slightly. 

“Why?” He asked. 

“I was a healer to my people, there weren’t many, but the two people that basically put themselves in charge kicked me out because I kept fighting people. Those people talked a lot of shit about me and I was just making sure they knew not to mess with me, turns out that putting your own people in the infirmary while at ‘war’ isn’t a great idea.” I half laughed. 

“How long have you been out here?” He asked. 

“About a month, maybe a little more.” I shrugged. 

“You’re strong.” He smiled and his eyes slowly started to close. 

“Get some rest, I’ll check on you in the morning.” I said and walked off to make myself food. 

*Another Month Later* 

Roan had healed well. He was strong and wanted to get better. He was actually a very good patient and did everything I asked of him. The two of us got to know each other while he was healing and he was amazing. At first he was pretty reserved and hesitant to let me into his life, but eventually he opened up to me. He was sweet with a very strong sense of loyalty. When he was finally better I thought he would just leave, which broke my heart at the thought, but he stayed. He explained to me how he was a bounty hunter and asked me to join him on his adventures. I had agreed, but we always ended up coming back to the cabin we now claimed as ours. The two of us knew we had developed feelings for one another, but we never fully confessed. Sure we acted like a couple, but it was never solidified. That was until we got snowed in our cabin with no way of leaving. 

“I suppose it’s good that we got extra food yesterday when we were out.” I said and Roan smiled. 

“I suppose you’re right.” He said and joined me in the bed. Roan pulled me towards him and I rested my head on his chest. We sat in silence, revelling in the warmth that our bodies gave to each other. After a few minutes Roan pulled my face up to look at him and he did something unexpected. He held my chin with two of his fingers and gently kissed me. I was breathless when he broke away, his eyes shining as he admired me. 

“What was that for?” I whispered. 

“I just finally got the courage to confess how I feel.” He said and I smiled with a slight blush dusting my cheeks. 

“I feel the same way.” I said and kissed him again. The kiss started off as sweet and loving, but it quickly turned hotter. The two of us were feeling each other’s bodies and enjoying the feelings. When Roan dipped into my pants I pulled away. 

“Wait, I’ve… I’ve never done this before.” I said, blushing deeply and looked away. Roan grabbed my face and made me look at him. 

“Let me teach you. We’ll be nice and warm after.” He said with a small smirk. There was something about Roan that made me trust him with all of my heart. 

“Okay…” I whispered. Roan pulled my shirt off and then my pants were quick to follow. My arms immediately went to cover my chest. 

“What about you?” I asked. He smirked and rid himself of his clothing, naked. Roan gently pried my arms from my chest and smiled. 

“Beautiful.” He hummed and kissed me, making my cheeks turn pink. 

“No need to be shy, Y/N.” He promised. He gently pushed me to lay on the bed and his lips went to my chest. 

“Roan…” I breathed, lacing my fingers into his brown hair. He pulled my underwear from me and looked up at me for consent. I gave him a small nod and he moved to my entrance. The sensation was overwhelming as his cock entered my pussy for the very first time. Delightful flashes of tingles coursed through my body. It felt amazing, until he broke through the one thing that indicated I was indeed a virgin. I grunted at the sharp burst of pain in my pussy. He held still, deep within me. 

“Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” He whispered in my ear. My breathing was fast and shallow as I felt my walls absorbing his shaft. The sharp pain dulled to an ache, but was slowly overcome by a heavenly feeling of fullness. The tingles from him pressing against my clit increasing as his body moved subtly with each of his deep breaths. 

“It’s okay… I’m fine.” I finally whispered. Roan’s hips pulled back slowly, his gaze still concentrated on my face, probably looking for any signs of pain. He stopped with the head of his cock placed just in the entrance on my pussy. He teased me for only a moment, making me moan and grip the sheets. 

“Please don’t tease.” I begged. 

“Sorry love.” He said and pushed back inside me. One of his hands found my clit and I arched my back as he played with it. My muscles eased, allowing the pain to dissipate. Roan’s thrusts began to build pressure in my stomach and stars in my eyes. The soft pleasure washed over me with ease. My breaths were coming out in shallow stutters as I tried to hold back my orgasm. I was throbbing around Roan and he could feel every second of my building pleasure. 

“Roan, fuck!” I choked out as I withered on the bed. 

“Harder, harder please!” I begged, squeezing my eyes shut. Roan leaned down, capturing my lips in a messy but loving kiss as he did what I wanted. The ache in my every muscle released all at once. A shudder ran through my body as my orgasm took over me. 

“You look so beautiful when you cum like that.” Roan praised, and it only made it better. Roan pulled my legs over his shoulders and hit a deeper spot inside me. 

“Oh my God!” I shrieked. My back arched off the bed as Roan slid into me with the deep, angled thrusts. My moans were loud, escaping my lips with every other thrust he made. His hips rolled against mine with his hand still trying to pull another orgasm from me. I gripped the sheets tighter as I jolted upward from his powerful force. 

“Oh fuck! Roan!” I screamed, pleasure bursting through my veins. I was cumming for a second time tonight.

“Oh Y/N!” He moaned as he came inside me. I whined when he pulled out of me. He gave a small chuckle and pulled me into him under the blanket. 

“Warmer?” He asked and I nodded. 

“That was amazing.” I sighed happily. 

“We can do that as often as you want.” He smiled and I captured his lips in a kiss. 

“I think I want to do that all the time.” I said and he laughed. 

“Whatever you want, my Princess.” He said and I smiled. This was what earth was all about. This was my new start.

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