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silkcloud03 · 11 months

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✧. ┊THE DARKNESS ISN’T SO BAD,

WHEN YOU’RE SURROUNDED BY THE WARM LIGHT OF THE STARS.

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◦ warnings! ◦

→ second person for this person but reader is male or anyone that identifies as masculine\male!^^ so female aligned people dni please or you’ll be blocked. :]

→ you can imagine either trimax! vash or tristamp! vash in this. there might be some slight spoilers but it’s not really that much.

→ mentions of blood, descriptions of treating a bullet wound, talking about scars, and gun crossfire. very teeny, tiny bit of my trigun oc’s backstory and qualities for reader if you squint. also i’m horrible when it comes to describing fight scenes so i apologize in advance. overall, there’s fluff, comfort, and a very worried vash taking very good care of you! :]

→ NOT PROOFREAD.

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-the ground shook as explosions, houses collapsing, people screaming trying to run away from the assailant’s causing such great destruction, and (not surprising) the tall blond dressed in a bright red coat is in the midst of this.

-you threw your head back in exasperation as you were cornered with vash trying to defuse the situation peacefully which you subtly rolled your eyes and grumbled to yourself to just wanted to crash in a cheap hotel room and rest after being chased out from town to town.

-“oh i’d kill to have a shower right now, can i just get this over with, blondie?” you cocked your hip whole turning to the man they call ‘the humanoid typhoon’.

-“can yo please not do that?” vash gave you a pointed look while trying to calm these greedy, money hungry men that want the money, you pouted in response.

-at this point you gotta swallow your urge to just finish these guys off yourself. everything was slowly simmering down until someone just impatiently tried to attempt to take out vash before other men started to berate the man and now everyone is brawling calling first dibs on taking out the man in the bright red coat.

-vash laughed sheepishly while you looked at him deadpanned at the switch of events. this man was either a magnet for disaster or just a lucky duck when it comes these situations — there’s no in-between you concluded after traveling with vash for a good while now.

-taking the chance to sneak past the men that were just fighting in the middle of the path not until the blond just sneezed very loudly from all of the dirt that was being picked up making you and the men brawling freeze and look towards , catching the attention of the group fighting between each other.

-“HEY! DON’T LET THEM ESCAPE!”

-you flicked his forehead. “never a dull moment with you, pretty boy.”

-“owww.” he whined in response and rubbed a hand on the stinging pain before he was cut off by the rain of bullets coming your direction as he shrieked and dodged them, starting to make a run for it in one direction while you ducked behind an alley as bullets were flying everywhere, taking cover while you reloaded your gun only realizing that it was your last round of bullets left after using most of your ammo dealing with the attack from the town before arriving to this one.

-now you’re just annoyed.

-you hit the back of your head against the barrels you were hiding in while cursing under your breath, shielding your face while bullets still hit the concrete wall, scattering dust and debris above you.

-“you can’t hide there forever, [C/N]!” a man yelled.

- “no need to be so hostile with me, boys. how about we try and work this out?” you yelled back in fake sweetness, slowly peaking from the side of the chipped wood, quickly dodging the bullet that flew towards you. you cringed at the name they gave on your bounty now that your involved with vash the stampede. you honestly didn’t really expect to have after laying as low as you could with the underground work that you used to do but you just shook your head to get back to the current predicament you are in right now.

-seeing that there was a few men hiding behind a car, guns drawn towards where you were from what you could see. you strapped your gun back into its holster before you pulled out your dual blades that were hidden in your coat.

-a grenade landed next to you, you quickly jumped through the window next to you as you took cover from the blast that shook the entire metal skeleton foundation as you used the smoke to conceal yourself as you sneaked around the car and used your blades to slice specific points on their body. it wont be lethal but enough so that they’ll stop persisting you. vash doesn’t really approve your way of taking people out but it’s better than killing them off.

-they cried out at the sudden pain, immediately dropping their weapons, you took the chance to make a run for it. your coat whipped behind you, hopping and weaving through the debris and damaged cars along the way, trying to search for the blond in a bright red coat around all of the chaos going around.

-“fellas!” he chuckled nervously with a closed-eyed smile, his hands up even removing his finger from the trigger off his gun that’s almost the size of his forearm. “there’s no reason to do all this just to get to me!”

-you spotted him with his back facing you as he tried to talk some sense with the men that pointed their guns at him while he had his own drawn. although you could not hear what they were talking with all of the noises going around. you aimed one of your daggers that was hiding in your boot to the man sneaking up towards vash while he wasn’t looking.

-you grin in satisfaction while the blade successfully hit the hand of a scrawny looking man that was gonna pull the trigger.

-he yelped from the sudden pain, the weapon in his hand falling to the ground and his attention now turned towards you who shouted orders to shoot at you to pay back what you just did. vash went around the men and used the back of his gun to hit the back of one’s head and then used his other arm to flip over another man, taking them down with ease.

-“we have to get out of here!” the blond suddenly ran towards you, grabbing your arm to drag you to along. you cursed at how fast he was going with those long legs of his while following his lead from dodging and weaving through alleys.

-“we got to split up, vash!” the men were still on your tail even you tried to shake them off. you shouted over the noise of bullets flying past you, “they keep coming in waves, we can’t shake them if we stick together!”

-vash glanced back, giving you a nod and a reassuring squeeze on the hand he was holding. although you couldn’t see his eyes behind those glasses of his but you knew that he was worried with those big cerulean eyes of his that reminded you of the clear sky.

-“be safe,” he says reluctantly before letting you go. “i’ll come and find you after this clears.”

-“you better, pretty boy.” you winked before jumping, using a metal bar to hoist yourself up and jump swiftly on the rooftop.

-“don’t let either of them get away!” a man shouted noticing you jumping from rooftop to rooftop, shooting rounds now drawing their attention towards you as you ran across the rooftops and different platforms.

-you noticed the men got bold enough to chase you down but that just made you smirk since this was your specialty. you cut around a corner swiftly which made the two guys that were hot on your tail stumble into each other and fall from the collision. grabbing a sturdy pole, using your momentum to go around and shove the three skinny looking guys off the ledge which wasn’t that far down so they’ll live.

-you jumped back when a guy swung at you with a knife, you ducked low and sweeper the man’s leg to get him to lose balance, using your strong arms to pick him up and throw him to the incoming men, making them tumble down like dominos. you bit back the chuckle that was bubbling in your chest at these guys laid out around you groaning and moaning from being knocked down while you didn’t use your blades made them surrender by either slumping or scrambling away in fear.

-you sheathed your blades back into their place, grabbing your gun from its holster and put the last round of bullets in. you stepped behind a pillar as a bug man with a advanced looking machine gun fired at you. your eyebrows furrowed in thought while checking over your gun. “now that’s something you don’t easily get at the shop.”

-you shook your head as the grip on your gun tightens slightly, glancing over your surroundings only to realize that you’re cornered. you clicked your tongue in annoyance, clicking the safety of your gun and blowing the messy strands of hair away from your eyes. “gotta make them count.”

-you weren’t as precise as vash, you only use your gun unless absolutely necessary but you were still familiar pretty skilled with it. swiftly taking aim and taking the first shot, the shot landed at the guys ground next to his feet, successfully making him stumble clumsily. you took the chance to make a run towards the other side of the platform you were currently in while taking the second shot to the machine gun, knocking it from his grip but it just spun out of control and bullets were flying in all kinds of directions before it overheated and exploded.

-“shit!” you were alarmed by the chaos that was happening but before you could react, you were sent flying and knocked off the platform you were on. the air was knocked out of your lungs as you landed in a pile of scraps of wood and metal. stars danced around your vision, searing pain suddenly shot through your side making you gasp for air while bringing a shaky arm to clutch it as you groaned weakly, trying to push yourself upright.

-“[Y/N]!” you almost shrieked by the touch of hands grabbing your forearms and pulling you up from the pile of scraps you were buried in. “woah, woah, hey! easy there it’s just me vash!”

-you looked up to see the tall blond in front of you, bright blue eyes filled with worry after he saw you the explosion sending you flying and ran towards where you landed, holding you while he scanned you over. a bit dazed from the impact you nodded when he asked if you are alright and holding you steady when you wobbled a bit.

-“sorry about this.” he says, grabbing your gun that was on the floor and picked you up. before you could protest, you were already hoisted over his shoulder, prosthetic arm holding your waist tightly as he started to run towards a direction.

-“hey, put me down!” your gloved hands gripped the back of his coat tightly to not slip off, the adrenaline making you forget the blow you took to your side from the fall. “i have two working legs y’know!”

-“after a fall like that, i’m not putting you down.” your words fell on deaf ears as he shouted over his shoulder, sending a apologetic grin your way. “i found a motel where we can lay low, so just hold on tight until we get there!”

-you slumped in his hold, giving up on trying to make him put you down.

-well at least you get to enjoy the view of his back while he took you to the motel.

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-eventually everything died down as the town went back to normal. the sun was now setting, beautiful hues of orange gently brushed across the sands in a halo. the sand move in small ripples as wind picked them up, taking the small grands to a waltz across the horizon and golden sky.

-turning the key, you unlocked the door of the room you’re staying at from the motel you’re staying in for the time being. pushing the door open with a stumble as you tried not to crumble into the wood floors from the searing pain that’s going through your body from the wound you received, adrenaline now dissipated. you threw your bag on the bed and immediately regretted it when the soreness on your back reminded you the pain on your side.

-vash booked two separate rooms dispute your protests in spending too many double dollars on separate rooms but he only chuckled and said to take it as a small apology for the mess from being chased out from towns back to back. he grabbed your hand and placed the room key on your palm before nudging you to start walking to your room for the next few nights crossing your fingers that you stock up on supplies before getting chased out again.

-kicking the door closed, you noticed that there was a full body mirror placed at the corner of the room next to the window. you walked up to the mirror as you took in your disheveled appearance, there was dirt and soot littered all around your attire and face, some places on your clothing was either scratched or torn (you made a mental note if you had some spare needles and threat to patch your clothes up).

-you were reminded yet again from the wound you got as it ached painfully making you hiss quietly. you slowly peeled off your jacket, letting it fall on the ground then unbuckling your holster, and placing your blades on the table next to the on the nightstand next to the bed.

-you noticed how your shirt clinging into the side where the wound is making you grimace at the dark path of what you assumed to be blood as you grabbed the hem of your shirt and pull it up to reveal a nasty gash on your rib age to the small of your back, there was also some bruising starting to form around the wound.

-your mouth fell open at the sight, you were surprised that you didn’t lose a lot of blood since it wasn’t that deep but it will leave a scar which you didn’t care since it was just another one added to the many scars littered around your body from all of the torture and experiments you went through in the past.

-you brushed off the memories, pulling the shirt off, you grabbed your bag that was on the bed and placed it in front of the mirror as you sat down on the stool you dragged in front of the mirror while pulling out your personal supply of first aid after washing your hands to put stitches.

-you cleaned the wound with a small washcloth that you found in the bathroom drawers, gritting your teeth when you disinfected it as it stung like hell. your hand shook slightly from the pain but you pushed through, starting to loop the first stitch into the wound, using the mirror to look where to place the next stitch.

-you were in full concentration stitching until the door of your room suddenly opened and came in vash without his signature coat and what it looked like he was wearing a loose long sleeve and pair of sweatpants that hugged his attire comfortably compared to his usual attire with a paper bag in his hands, glasses now pushing back the messy strands of blond hair at the top of his head, seeming to have already cleaned up and was already ready to crash for the night. “i want out and got some food! i was wondering if you were hungry—“

-he stopped mid sentence when his eyes took in the sight of you shirtless and and frozen from mid stitch. his ears started to burn from the attractive sight of you shirtless but immediately looked away in embarrassment from walking in without knocking.

-“has anyone ever told you that it’s rude to barge in someone’s room?” you tried to grab your jacket to cover yourself but groan lightly when your wound strained from the sudden movement, you silently cursed at yourself for not locking the damn door.

-“be careful or you’ll open the wound again.” gentle hands wrapped around your own to halt you from any harsh movements, taking the needle from your hand and placing his free hand on the space between your shoulder blades. “here, let me help you.”

-you were about to yell at him to get out but the unreadable expression that vash is making stopped you from saying anything and let him assist you. you sighed and muttered a silent ‘fine.’

-you adjusted your position on the chair as vash knelt down so that he’s eye level in front of your wound, he placed the bag on nightstand as he started working where you left off, steady hands worked patching you up.

-you didn’t dare say anything, uneasy if you said anything the blond would start scolding you but there was an occasion winces when the needle went through a particular sore spot.

-the silence didn’t last that long, vash spoke up. “was this when you fell into the pile of broken parts?”

-you nodded silently, biting your lip when vash tugged the stitch a little too hard.

-“were you going tell me?” he locked eyes with you while he tied off the last stitch, cutting off the extra suture, patting your leg to let you know he was finished.

-“i was too delirious from being the fall to notice it after all the chaos that was going around.” you looked away. you didn’t know why but seeing vash’s piercing gaze boring into you like he’s reading through you made you look away before quietly adding. “and i’m pretty used to it.”

-you let out a shaky sigh when vash’s gloved fingers lightly traced over the scar on your shoulder, he retracted his hand at the reaction but noted you didn’t shy away from him so his fingered hovered over your skin, making you shiver slightly from the touch as he continued to run your fingers ghost over the other scars that littered around your back and arms.

-“you shouldn’t be feeling that way.” his voice was so soft that it caught you off guard, normally used to his cheery and loud tone. you turned your head towards him, seeing that he’s now quite close to you as he thumbed over the various dips and lines across your skin, sky blue eyes looking into yours with such softness. “you don’t deserve the amount of pain that you must’ve went through.”

-“i would be saying the same to you.” you swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat, addams apple bobbing nervously, bringing a hand up to lay on top of the blonds larger one that was resting on your shoulder, lowering it on your lap so that you can turn to face him. “you are always carrying the world in your shoulders every single day. you keep everyone in arms length whenever we depart as if like you will never get to see them again.”

-“i don’t deserve to feel happy.” vash was aware that you had a very difficult past. he never ride to pry into it, he sometimes wondered what you went through but you were very guarded whenever someone tried to ask you so he never even tried to even though you two always enjoyed the deep conversations you shared around the campfire. a melancholic smile was etched onto his lips as he was silently enjoyed the feeling of your fingers playing with his on your lap. “but i don’t enjoy watching you get hurt without thinking that i could’ve done something to stop it.”

-you frowned at his words, your free hand cupped his cheek to turn to look at you when he tried to look away. “but you do deserve to feel emotions even if you feel like you drive everyone away with that title that those idiots decide to call you without even trying to get to know the real you.”

-vash closed his eyes as he leaned into your touch. it wasn’t the first time that the two of you shared these tender and intimate moments; ending up in very awkward positions while hiding in alleys from the people chasing you down, having your arms wrapped around each other when situations really took a toll on you, intertwining pinkies to try not to lose each other in a dense crowd, sharing cramped beds (both too stubborn to let either one to sleep on the old floor boards) from the cheapest hotels so that you two won’t freeze to death most nights out in the desert since it was what you were able to get with the double dollars that you two only had at the time, even if it meant you weren’t able to eat anything. both of you grew accustomed and comforted by each others presence.

-you smiled to yourself at how he nuzzled into your touch like the stray cats that come up to you demanding attention. your heart thumped wildly in your rib cage as anything this man does never fails to surprise you.

-letting yourself appreciate vash’s relaxed expression while he enjoyed your touch; his long lashes that gently rest on his cheekbones, you thumb the mole that is prominent under his left eye gently which made the blond melt even further into your hand, your eyes flickered down to his soft, plumed lips. you didn’t realize that you slowly begun to lean in closer before you quickly stopped yourself, opting to rest your chin on top of his head, careful with his glasses while bringing your other hand from the blonds hold as you patted his forearm to catch his attention.

-“hey, um.” you leaned back, your body screamed at you to clean up so you let out a awkward chuckle as you spoke up, “can you help me walk to the bathroom? i’d like to clean up before wrapping the bandages around the wound.”

-“got it!” vash immediately stood up straight after breaking from his daze, laying his prosthetic hand at the small of your back to push you up and off from the stool, stabilizing you when your legs almost buckled from the soreness that wracked through your thighs from running so much.

-you noticed that he turned around commencing to take his leave, you grabbed his wrist to stop him, you looked down not meeting his confused gaze, the ground looking much more interesting than making eye contact to the tall man in front of you. you quietly struggled to form the words you wanted to say, taking a sharp inhale through your nose when nothing wanted to come out.

-“do…you want me to stay?” as if he read your mind, you nodded before letting go of his wrist and placing the same hand against the doorframe of the bathroom to not lose balance.

-“i…just don’t want to be alone right now if that’s okay with you?” there was a small haze in your eyes as if you were having flashbacks from a certain moment in your life. vash knew that feeling all too well.

-“if that’s what you wish.” vash smiled at you even though you didn’t see it as you were too embarrassed to use your own voice, he sat at the edge of the bed ushering you off to take a shower.

-you thanked him after grabbing some clothes and shutting the door behind you. you leaned back against the door, hiding your face in your hands when you felt warmth creeping up your face.

-this man is going to be the death of you.

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-you walked out of the bathroom with a relieved sigh, placing the towel that you used to dry your hair around your shoulders, now feeling much more comfortable with in your sleepwear instead of the tight clothing you use for traveling.

-“hey,” vash greeted you with a small smile before gesturing to the gauze he had on his hand and patting the space next to him. “feeling better now?”

-“yeah, it was very nice.” you nodded and sat down next to him, returning the smile while you lightly patted you damp hair from excess water. “kind of missed it not gonna lie after traveling for so long.”

-vash chuckled before gesturing to the gauze that was in his hand. you quickly understood what he was implying, lifting your shirt just enough for him to have easier access so that he can start wrapping it around your torso. his fingers were a bit cold compared to your warm skin, it was a little ticklish whenever he accidentally brushed your side.

-“i’m going to tie the ends together,” he warned, halting his movements to look up at you with an apologetic look. “its going to hurt a bit so let me know if it’s too much. i apologize in advance.”

-you gritted your teeth, taking a deep breath and giving him a nod. he nodded back before pulling the ends, feeling the cloth tighten around the wound made you hiss from the sudden pressure as you tried to breath in and out but struggled, the pain burning your side.

-“sorry.” he grimaces at your reaction as he knows how painful some wounds can be. “got to keep it tight so it won’t risk for it to bleed out.”

-“it’s okay, it’s nothing new.” you let out a small laugh, cringing when the bandages restricted your breathing a bit.

-now it was vash’s turn to frown at your words, his fingers traced the edges of the bandages while the other fidgeted with the fabric of his shirt nervously.

-you gently picked up the sunglasses that was resting on top of his head and placed them on the nightstand.

-“what are you doing?” vash looked at you curiously on what you were doing, his hands hovered over your form as you slightly struggled moving around and getting comfortable on the bed.

-you didn’t reply to him, you patted at the spot next to you, offering him a small smile.

-vash suddenly felt shy from your gesture. sure, this wasn’t the first time that the two of you shared a room or shared beds but this time felt…different and he can’t put his finger on it.

-he didn’t realize he hasn’t moved for a good minute before you grabbed his arm and pulled him towards you. he let out a small ‘oomph’ when he landed into your warm chest.

-his body froze at the sudden movement before slowly melting into your embrace once you started to run your fingers through his messy tresses. a small sigh of satisfaction left through his nose as he buried his face into your pectorials, letting himself relax under your comforting touch.

-“comfy down there?” you chuckled.

-“you’re so warm.” vash looked up towards you with a small grin growing on his handsome face while nodding. “makes me want to pass out immediately after the craziness from the days prior.”

-you tilted your head with a lopsided grin while your nails gently scratch his scalp soothingly making the tall blond lean into your hand some more.

-‘cute.‘ you thought.

-“why thank you. only i can pull off this cuteness y’know.”

-now it was your turn to get flustered.

-“you’re such a little shit.” you tried to look away, trying to hide the furious blood rush that’s creeping up your neck with the back of your bandaged hand.

-“don’t hide your handsome face from me.” vash whispers, gently grabbed your wrist and pulled it towards him while resting his cheek into your open palm. “i’d like to look at you for as long as you let me.”

-you were pretty sure that your face was red by how much its burning.

-but your mind wants to ask the question you’ve been thinking for a while. you ran your thumb across his surprisingly smooth skin. you cleared your throat lightly to catch his attention. “what are we vash?”

-“what are we?” the blond echoes tilting his head at the question

-“like…are we friends or are we more than friends?” you bit your lip anxiously while waiting for him to answer as he mulled over the question.

-it was quite obvious that the two were friends but you felt like it was something more considering how much both of you flirted back and forth and were more touchy with each other compared to meryl, milly, and nicholas. the others always gave you either knowing looks or smiles whenever the blond would gush about how the two of you went through so much together traveling before you met the insurance girls then nicholes.

-you were honestly unsure since vash isn’t really a person that tends to open up on what goes through his head beside the wall of his default façade that you were able to lower and yet you were still in the dark when it came to some feelings that he likes to guard very well.

-“i apologize.” you lowered your head after some time in silence. “it was a stupid question, i shouldn’t have asked without thinking and ruined the moment—“

-your eyes widened when suddenly vash placed one of his fingers to lift your face and placed his lips on yours.

-you immediately kissed him back as you tangled your fingers into his hair to pull him even closer. the blond understood the hint and climbed on top of you. his toned thighs straddling your hips, one of his hands rested on your upper torso (being mindful of the wound) and the other was on the back of your neck, gently playing with the ends of our hair.

-“i love you. i always have since the day that i met you.” the blond murmurs between desperate kisses that just took your breathe away. the grip of his fingers in your hair tightened making you groan in return while vash’s kisses swallowed all of the noises that the both of you made as you tried to pull his lean body even closer to yours. “i can’t even believe that i finally get to kiss you right now.”

-a small sigh escaped from you, slowly relaxing and enjoying the moment while melting in his arms. so much warmth bloomed in your chest at the thought of vash finally being open with you with the thought of tall blond reciprocating your feelings which made you want to jump to the moon.

-your hand that was still tangled in his hair, gently tugged some strands which made him whine at the sensation, making you smile into the kiss at he reaction as the kiss slowly escalated which you had to pull away to get some air.

-vash rested his forehead on yours while the two of you panted and recovered your breathing. he placed a small peck on the corner of you mouth while slowly lowering himself on top of you to rest on you and propping his chin over his crossed arms on your chest with a playful smile on his lips as he looked at you with so much adoration. “does that answer your question?”

-“crystal clear, pretty boy.” you fixed the messy strands of his hair with a smile while leaning in to give him another small kiss on the beauty mark under his eye. “i love you too.”

-he giggled at the action and nuzzled his face into your neck once more like before letting out a small yawn while he tiredly traced small shapes on your arm before placing a small kiss in your neck before slowly dozed off to the feeling of you running your fingers through his messy blond strands.

-you are very well aware that every day on traveling and running away from greedy bounty hunters that want vash dead for his bounty is risky as it is but you are wishing that at the end of the day you get to have him in your arms like this to shield him from the pain and pressure he carries every day.

-if there’s one thing that’s very clear in your mind while you held vash in your arms: you will love this man until your last breath.

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a/n: AAJAHSDKAFG I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS AND HAD TO REWRITE IT AGAIN😭 but FINALLY after finishing finals I’m now able to start writing and drawing again.😩

-also! i’m currently taking requests so feel free to send me little scenarios to write since my brain is drained from all of the art projects of this semester LMAO. -i can write trigun, honkai star rail and genshin impact at the moment since i am obsessed with them at the moment askjfhkja.

-i hope you enjoy this oneshot! -i love vash so much 🫶 he deserves all of the kisses and hugs i’d love to give him. i wanna spoil him so bad :’))))

-also- would y’all be interested if i start to post my art here???👀 i’m a little hesitant since i’m afraid that my art can be stolen :-: but my friends are encouraging me to post them so i’m thinking about it^^^

-anywhooooo- i hope y’all are enjoying your day and i’ll see y’all on the next post. <33333

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gorogues · 7 months

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Fictober 2023

Prompt number #2 Fanfiction Fandom: Flash Rogues Rating: M – Mature Warnings: Injury, blood, threats of violence, profanity.

Day Two: “Don’t worry, I got you.”

“This is going all wrong,” Mark fretted, peering up at the glass skylight while making a silent plan to escape.

“I agree. We had best get out while we can,” Roscoe said tersely. He was rotating slightly on his toes, preparing to exit the bank at a moment’s notice.

“Give us another minute,” Len growled, clearly feeling the pressure of the situation. James was tinkering with the vault door and had run into unexpected difficulty, but everyone could hear the approaching police sirens and the tension increased with every wasted second.

“Come out with your hands up!” a voice barked over a bullhorn, and Mark’s head whipped around.

“Fuck this, I’m out.”

Before anyone could react, Mark had soared into the air and crashed through the skylight, raining glass on the Rogues below.

“Shit!” Len cursed as a shard embedded itself into his sleeve. It didn’t hurt much due to the coat’s padding, but the others were not so lucky. Roscoe pulled some of the larger slivers out of his arm and was now in a decidedly ugly mood.

“I am going to break his nose for this,” he muttered, blood beginning to seep through the colourful stripes on his suit, and right now none of the others would argue with him.

“Len, I really think we’ve gotta go,” James said with obvious disappointment, shaking his head and pulling out a few shards of his own. “We’re out of time and this isn’t working.”

“You’re right. Everybody move out and make your own way back! We never shoulda done this without Scudder.”

Roscoe spun off in an instant, and James decided to take advantage of the exit Mark had provided. That left Len on his own, suddenly regretting his order to evacuate separately. With a heavy sigh, he headed for the stairs to the roof.

He could hear the cops entering the building as he huffed his way up the stairs, and it didn’t take long for some of them to follow. It was a relief to reach the cool night air of the roof, but several officers burst from the stairwell as he prepared to jump to the next building.

“Freeze, Snart!”

He had neither the time nor inclination to make a witty rejoinder. He tensed to jump, and that’s when a cop shot a beanbag projectile at him, striking his back.

He fell.

It may have been a cliché, but his life flashed before his eyes as he plummeted. He yelled all the way down, furious about the stupid way his life was going to end, and saw the cops on the ground scattering so they wouldn’t get hit.

Suddenly he was not falling, held aloft about fifteen feet above the pavement.

“I’ve got you,” Roscoe shouted from the ground below, clearly straining to concentrate. Len was slowly lowered to the sidewalk, deeply confused by what had just happened, but relieved nonetheless.

Roscoe released his psionic hold as Len’s feet touched the ground, and he doubled over from the exertion. Len had never heard him breathe so heavily before, not even after brawling with the Flash at high speed.

“I recently developed telekinesis,” is all Roscoe said as the duo began to run. He was obviously too exhausted to spin, and Len refused to leave him behind after that rescue.

“And you didn’t tell anyone?”

“No.”

“I’m surprised you came back, and didn’t let me drop,” Len said frankly as the two ducked into a dark alley.

“Lisa would never have forgiven me,” Roscoe panted as he struggled over a wooden fence, but Len stopped in his tracks to stare at him for the second time that evening.

“Wait, how the hell do you know Lisa?”

#fictober23 #Captain Cold #the Top #the Trickster #Weather Wizard #fanfic

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Tumblr Holy Grail War, Another Start: Wave 2 - Day 1 (Teams Saber, Rider, Assassin, and Lancer)

Cu Chulainn: "Seems like I'm in. Glad to work with you all, I'm Lancer. Sorry for the spear rain. Felt like showing off a bit."

Izou: "Well, I didn't see it, but considering how spooked you've got everyone else, I'll take your word for it. Good workin' with ya."

Musashi: "Which just leaves Archer. I mean, we managed to convince your Masters, but… he seems a bit more on the stubborn side, and his Masters might want to still win the Grail."

Cu Chulainn: "I dunno. He's stiff, but probably not unreasonable. I'm sure we can convince him to help us out. Besides, he's powerful. You saw that bow of his firsthand, didn't you?"

Musashi: "I can't deny that... I mean, both you and him have divine blood, right?"

Cu Chulainn: "Eh, I guess so. But he loved to flaunt it, for sure."

Mandricardo: "…Then it seems like we're better off splitting up. Some of us go fight or try and recruit the others, some of us find clues."

Musashi: "Makes sense to me. Outside of that, our only other option is to just... kill the other Servants and see what happens when the Grail manifests. And that might not be for the best."

Izou: "...Got it, got it. I mean, feels like we've gotta kill the two new Servants regardless, but I'll hold my blade. Sound good to you guys, Masters?"

Welcome to Part 2 of the Tumblr Holy Grail War!

There are now 4 phases for each 'Wave'.

Starter Phase

Decision Phase

Encounter Phase

Prep Phase

You're currently in the 'Ready Phase'. As an allied team, this is where you decide who does what by voting!

The top two Servant results in the poll will be out and about, either finding new allies or fighting other Servants!

The latter two Servant results in the poll will go and investigate the Grail War! Watch out, because there's a chance that they may be attacked as well! Uncover clues about the Grail War while your allies are out fighting on the field!

(If additional Servants are added to an alliance, they'll simply be 'benched' for the round if they're in last place)

Investigating Servants won't have the full scope of their abilities, but that doesn't mean they're weak! Rather than the +2% bonus from being ambushed, they gain a special 'Investigation Skill' instead.

All 'Anti-Class' bonuses have been reset!

Vote here!

At the end of a Wave, all Servants decide whether they want to stay allied or not. Allied Servants are 'severed', becoming options for combat, and are unable to return to an alliance for 2 Waves.

Servant Skills:

Miyamoto Musashi (Saber)

Skills:

Heavenly Eye (A) - When fighting in a free-for-all, gain +5% to your final score, and reduce their scores by -2%.

Fifth Force (A) - Instead of a 3% boost to 1-on-1 confrontations as per 'Saber' restrictions, it's instead raised to 8%. If victory over another Servant during a combat poll is above 50%, the opposing Servant gains two 'wounds' instead of one.

Battle Continuation (EX) - If she loses a confrontation while on her final wound, if there's only a 10% difference between the scores, she can slip out unscathed.

Investigation Skill, Magic Resistance (A): When attacked during 'Investigation', gain +5% defensive boost.

Musashi is on her last wound! 'Battle Continuation EX' is active!

Status: [0 Command Spells, 2/3 wounds]

Mandricardo (Rider)

Skills:

Brigliadoro's Neigh (A) - Increases the Rider-class trait to +5% rather than +3% in free-for-all brawls.

Armor of the Nine Worthies (A) - When attacked, reduces the amount of the Servant's final combat poll result by 10%.

The Instant Before the Strike (C) - When on his last ‘wound’, gain a 15% permanent boost to his final combat poll results.

Investigation Skill, Riding (B): When attacked during 'Investigation', if engaged in a Free-for-All and has a final score within 5% of an ally, do not gain a wound.

Mandricardo has [1] wound!

Status: [1 Command Spell, 1/3 wounds]

Okada Izou (Assassin)

Skills:

Man-Slayer (A) - When fighting a Servant that possesses a wound, gain a +3% boost. When fighting a Servant that possesses 2 wounds, gain +5% instead.

Presence Concealment (B) - When 'playing defensively', cannot be attacked by ANY Servant outside of Archer or Caster.

Swordplay as Swift and Powerful as a Falcon (A) - When going up against another Servant 1-on-1, gain +7% to final combat poll results instead of +5%, and reduce their combat poll results by 3%.

Investigation Skill, Eye of Mind (False) (C): Cannot be attacked while 'Investigating', redirects any attacking Servants to another target if possible. If no other targets, fight with a +3% bonus.

Izou has [1] wound!

Status: [2 Command Spells, 1/3 wounds]

Cu Chulainn (Lancer)

Skills:

Rune Magecraft (B) - When fighting in a free-for-all, gain a +5% to combat score results. Additionally, any skills that reduce scores against Lancer will have their effectiveness reduced by 1%.

Battle Continuation (A) - Is able to take 4 'wounds' instead of the normal 3. On his last ‘wound’, gain a permanent +5% boost to final combat poll results.

Protection from Arrows (B) - When going against an Archer, Caster or Assassin-class Servant, gain a +5% to final combat poll results, and reduce their results by 5% as well.

Investigation Skill, Divinity (B): When attacked during an 'investigation', lower enemy boosts by 4%, and increase allies boost by 2%.

Cu Chulainn has [2] wounds!

Status: [1 Command Spell, 2/4 wounds]

#team saber #team lancer #team rider #team assassin #starter phase poll #thgw story

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hobbitwrangler · 1 month

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10 facts to surprise my followers

Thank you for tagging me @emyn-arnens! Let's go!

I've done a butterfly survey. Great experience. You get to chase across fields after butterflies with a massive net.

I actually really like Turkish delight!

I've raised a guide dog puppy.

I used to be afraid of dogs when I was younger. Thanks to spending a lot of time with my uncle's dogs, I now adore them.

I fully believe my interest in history began with reading through my father's Asterix comics.

I have scars on my hand from all three pets my family has had in my lifetime.

I have never seen a Star Wars movie the whole way through and likely never will.

When I was ten I stole a chick from a nearby farm. I was able to keep it for a solid week before my mum caught me and made me give it back.

I used to have quite bad anger issues when I was a teenager, resulting in me having the dubious honour of being the first and only girl in our year to get in trouble for instigating a physical brawl.

I actually like rain. Idk man sometimes you've just gotta stand in the rain and chill for a while.

no pressure tagging @scyllas-revenge @imakemywings @elvain @sotwk if you'd like to do this!

#tag games

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el-michoacano · 1 year

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cicatriz

Tagging @dolly-macabre, @lokisinsurrection, @seraphtrevs, @lady-writes-flanagan, @jugem13, @sword-day, @slainmanca and @cooked-out-euro-trash 🖤

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"Where'd you get that scar?"

There wasn't an easy answer; Nacho had many scars. He asked, "Which one?"

The Monte Carlo squealed to a stop before a red light, and Lalo turned his upper body toward Nacho. Lifting his arm to rest his elbow along the back of the seat, he reached out and touched the tip of his pinky finger to Nacho's eyebrow. "This one," he said. The light had turned green, but he either didn't notice or didn't care. It didn't matter, anyway. It was late, and the roads were empty and slick with a strange, unexpected rain. "Tell me about it."

When Lalo dropped his hand, Nacho lifted his own to its place. The scar was deep, so much so that he was left with a little bald spot in his eyebrow. He hadn't thought about it in years; It was just there. It was just a part of him, like the piece of another man's skull in his shoulder or the aching chasm in his chest. He was used to it.

A car pulled up behind them, and Nacho blinked in the sudden brightness of the headlights.

It idled behind them for a long moment, and Lalo glared at it as if the driver could see him. It honked, and he hissed, "¡Sigue adelante, cabrón!," as if the driver could hear him. Maybe they could, because even though they honked again, they pulled around the Monte Carlo and sped off into the night.

Lalo's dark, dark eyes found Nacho again, and he said, "Tell me about it, Ignacio."

Nacho didn't say, Only if you get us off the road. He didn't say, Someone's gonna hit us. He didn't say, Stop looking at me like you actually give a shit. He did say, "You know me and Domingo grew up together, right?"

Lalo said, "I do." He had been told weeks ago, and things had only gotten more complicated since then. Fring was breathing down Nacho's neck and the DEA was sniffing around and nothing at all had improved. There future was unclear. The upcoming drive down to Mexico was all there was to see, and he had no idea if he would ever be returning home.

"He's kind of a soft touch," Nacho said, though he felt bad saying it. He was sure Lalo had already realized it, though. He'd probably realized it that first day in El Michoacáno when he'd left Domingo looking like a scared fawn in the lobby while he cooked. "He was getting picked on, and chicanos gotta stick together, right?" He very much doubted the Salamanca prince knew anything about that, but Lalo nodded anyway. "It turned into this full-on brawl. I was all cut up, and Domingo ended up with a broken arm, and all of us nearly got expelled, but we won."

"That's all that matters," Lalo said with a shrug, and Nacho was certain he believed it. As long as the Salamancas were victorious, any loss was worth it, so long as that loss wasn't of Salamanca blood. It made Nacho's stomach twist. He'd nearly been such a loss. It had been Salamanca blood that had saved him. "Keep going."

Now it was Nacho's turn to shrug. "Tuco heard about it and made me an offer I couldn't refuse." He hadn't wanted Domingo, though. Domingo hadn't been brought in until much later, after a raid had left the Salamancas with far too few men to keep Hector's grip on the city.

"I've heard this part of the story!" Lalo's laugh filled the car easily, drowning out the sound of the rain. "You punched him in the nose!"

He had. It was extremely lucky that Tuco had been high out of his mind and found it hilarious, or Nacho would have been shot on the spot. Instead, he'd been pistol-whipped and left to bleed in the schoolyard.

Lalo finally took his foot off the break, seemingly satisfied, and off they went.

The pistol-whipping had only re-opened the scar, though. It hadn't been the cause of it at all.

In actuality, it had happened when Nacho was seven years old. He'd been upset about spending his Sunday morning in church in a stuffy little suit, and he'd been running up and down the aisle until his shoe caught at the edge of the runner and he'd fallen and conked his head on one of the pews. Lalo didn't need to know that.

#lacho #nacho varga #lalo salamanca #better call saul #bcs #my bcs

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fuck it, prompt list based off fo4 companion reactions to the player getting injured, high radiation levels, and the player having rad sickness. edited slightly so it's more applicable to other universes and genres, too (from here)

injury:

"should your arm be crooked like that?"

"hope that wasn't your shooting hand."

"you wanna sit down or something?"

"that head wound looks painful."

"if you apply pressure, it might stop the bleeding."

"sheesh. bet your head's ringing."

"nice limp you've got there."

"that leg's going to slow us down."

"hey, your arm oka-? . . . shit."

"you ain't winning any brawls with your arm like that."

"not gonna last if you keep using your head as a catcher's mitt."

"you okay? you seeing lights?"

"you still with me?"

"you're gonna wanna take care of that, quick."

"don't think a leg's supposed to bend that way."

"take it slow. don't put too much weight on that leg."

"uh, did it hit an artery?"

"shit. you okay in there?"

"woah. i thought i lost you there."

"damned head shots."

"oh-! that's gotta hurt."

"oh! oh, that doesn't look good!"

"don't try to run. just look after that leg."

"you alright?"

"looked like you caught the brunt of that with your face."

"alright, focus. stay with me now."

"you're gonna be fine. but you're gonna wanna take a stim. now."

"don't worry, it's still attached. . . . well, mostly."

"on the upside, that's gonna leave on hell of a scar."

"i didn't think arms bent that way."

"easy now, [name]. that leg's real beat up."

"how are you still standing?"

"[name], you with me?"

"come on, focus. couple stims and you'll be right as rain."

"don't worry, your arm's still attached! i think."

"your leg okay? 'cause it's looked better."

"hang in there. i'm on it."

"ouch. that's a nasty head wound you got there."

"can you even see straight?"

"patch yourself up! your arm looks like swiss cheese."

"keep fighting, we'll make it out of this!"

"beaned your bean pretty good, there."

"oh, [name], that looks like it hurt!"

"[name], your leg! i'm not sure it's supposed to bend that direction."

"stiff upper lip -- you'll pull through!"

"clipped your noggin good, [name]. try not to fall unconscious!"

"oh no, [name], your arm!"

"blast it all. they winged you."

"your leg is damaged. we should repair it at once."

"you should not move too fast with your leg. it could aggravate your injury."

"oh no -- can you see? your head looks very bad."

"if untreated, you can bleed out very quickly from a head wound."

"keep your arm still. otherwise, your injury could get worse."

"damn. is it broken?"

"can you still shoot?"

"don't worry, it's not as bad as it looks."

"don't worry. i'll stick with you."

"shit, right in the head."

"fight through it, [name]."

"ouch. that had to hurt. hang in there."

"your arm is broken. kick and bite instead!"

"you don't need your head to smash shit."

sickness:

"you look pretty sick to your stomach."

"we're not going to last long out here."

"watch your step over here. might end up looking like me."

"great. i didn't need to have more children."

"gonna have a lot more limbs and a lot less hair if we stick around here too much longer."

"ugh. you feel that too?"

"we're not gonna stay alive much longer if we don't get a move on."

"can we get outta here? this place makes me feel like crap."

"the body can repair tissue damage, but still, too much radiation too quickly can prove fatal."

"caution is recommended."

"this stuff should be avoided at all costs. it could damage you irreparably."

"oh, great. like we need this."

"you're looking pretty sick. might wanna get some meds in you."

"get any sicker and i'll be hauling you back in a bodybag."

"you feeling alright? 'cause you look awful."

"starting to look a little . . . dead."

"deathly sick. that's a good look."

"maybe you should see the doc."

"if you don't have any on you, some meds would be a sound investment about now."

"you're looking a little grey. what do you say we get you to a doctor?"

"[name], you look like death. let's get you to a doctor."

"we need to get you some meds, fast."

"don't know if you're going for that 'carcass' look, but you're definitely getting there."

"let's get you to a doc."

"damn. you look like shit."

"damn, you don't look so good."

"maybe we should head back and get you cleaned up."

"little worse for wear, there."

"have you considered seeking professional medical assistance?"

"[name], you don't look so good."

"you don't look so good, man. you better find a doctor. soon."

"[name], you look terrible."

"is that . . . ? is your hair falling out? that's not good."

"you look very sick. very weak."

"you need to find a doctor."

"any more of this, you might end up dead."

"if you're too weak to go on, i'm not carrying you."

#shut up emrys #ref #insp #uhhhhhhhhhhhh #prompt list #dialogue prompt #whump #angst #long post #ask to tag #idk. here's this

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watermeloncholycucumbersome · 14 days

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Day 101 of Writing Something Everyday

(365 Day Challenge)

.The Blue Spectre//One.

By Jenni

I woke up standing in the middle of a parking lot with no recollection of where I was, I was soaked to the bone in the skies tears when I noticed a glowing "open" sign in the distance.

Did I sleepwalk again? I wondered, I looked to my left and right to see if I could spot any familiar surroundings but I didn't see anything but darkness.

Darkness and this pink and blue open sign buzzing in and out - a beacon to most lonely travellers.

A beacon to me..

Shaking off the rain from my jacket, I stepped into the tiny hole in the wall diner.

I couldn't remember this diner ever being here before I thought as my eyes scanned the place.

But where was here? I thought to myself puzzled..

There was no one here, no one at all.

"Hello?" I called into the dim lit room, the echo was eerie. A small silver service bell sat on the counter - walking over to it I gave it two quick taps.

A waitress came out from somewhere in the back, her name tag said 'Hope'.

"What can I do ya for?" She asked. I stared in awe at her face - she didn't have one, yet I could tell she was smiling.

I shook the questions away from my head.

"Uh, Um - yeah.." I stuttered.

"Could I get a burger, fries and a coke, please?"

She scribbled on her notepad and again with another lipless faceless smile she spun around on her heels walking away while assuring me that my food would be done shortly.

The jukebox played a song I recognize but I couldn't tell you the name of it off by heart.

As I waited I looked around the place again, where am I?

"You're lost because you're too busy trying to figure other things out" a man's voice emerged out from the silence startling me a bit I clutched my bubble gun with my left hand.

He drug his left foot when he walked - the other clunking noise was the wooden cane against the floorboards. Once he was finally in view standing crookedly by the table in which I sat, he looked down at me like a parent would an unruly child. He was giving me "the look" without having a face - how was this possible? And how tall was this guy?

"How did you know what I was thinking?"

I asked him, I couldn't see if he had a name tag - there wasn't one. I don't think he works here, I assumed as he was not wearing a uniform.

He hovered over me smiling down a toothy grin, smiling like that was creepy on its own but - I can't begin to describe the look of it with no features or caricature.

"I know a lot of things... dearie" he gestured around the diner with his cane in hand.

"Do you see the things - the artifacts in front of you on the table? These are what will lead you home"

All of a sudden the table I was at was filled with important looking objects - they looked familiar yet I couldn't put my finger on what was so special about these things. And these things were so not here two seconds ago I thought.

"I just put them there, now" the man answered my thought.

"Dude! You so gotta stop doing that"

He grinned wider now.

Oookay - I started scanning the room for exits, this guy was freaking me out and blocking me from getting out of this diner without a huge brawl.

"What do you need?" I asked him.

"Me? Oh no dearie, I don't need anything, it's what I have to give you that's important"

"And that is?" I asked, would this dude get to the punch line..gosh!

"My deepest apologies, dearie.. The objects that are in front of you, they will help you. Each object holds the key to getting back home"

"but how will-"

"You'll know when the time's right, dearie. Now put these artifacts in your satchel safely." He instructed then he spun to walk away dragging his foot with him.

"Ah, and one more thing - time is not what you think and watch out for writings on the wall, this dream's within a dream" He hobbled away leaving it at that

Now what did he mean by all that? I thought, I grabbed the notebook on the table and jotted down what he said word for word. This was weird and I was definitely going to have a lot of notes to take.

There were many types of lanterns and candles, a notebook that I was now acquainted with, literature, a looking glass. How would any of this help me?

I shook my head in disbelief and began stuffing the things one by one into my satchel.

This seems stupid I thought.

Moments later the faceless waitress came bearing my supper and it looked delicious - only I was confused why it all had McDonald's wrappers on it.

I shrugged and began to dig in - I was not going to ask questions this time, this place was weird but I hadn't eaten in four days, I could've definitely eaten anything right now.

As I was mowing down on my food like the lady I truly am, I hear a weird noise coming from behind my head.

Turning around in my seat, I see symbols glowing on the wall just feet away from me.

"Strange...." I exclaimed grabbing the leather notebook and copying down the symbols quickly.

This was an old language, not many people even knew about it. I knew who could help me but I hadn't spoken to him in years. Not since...

I rubbed my eyes as if to brush away the cobwebs of the past and moved my gaze from the wall to the notebook and vice versa.

"Strange..." I repeated.

Walking back to my table, I sat down and shoved the notebook into my bag then proceeded to finish my meal.

I started thinking about the items I had put in my satchel. I had a lot of things but no map or compass, how do you find anything without those basic items?

I scoffed at myself - I'm a skilled cartographer that can't find their own way home..

"I can help with that" A deep voice boomed from behind my head.

I swallowed hard and gripped my bubble gun.

I so couldn't wait to level up in rank so I could upgrade to pistol.

//Soundtrack//

Cheap Trick-Dream Police

ABBA-Super Trouper

#story #thoughts #steampunk #distopian #original writing #creative writing #writeblr #writers on tumblr #written word #sci fi #thriller #horror #feelings #spilled words #spilled thoughts #original character

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space-colony-snark · 2 years

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Rating Metal Gear Rising Songs By How Well They'd Fit In A Shadow the Hedgehog Game

In honor of that one guy on twitter who couldn't tell them apart. I'm rating all vocal boss tracks based on narrative (how well they match Shadow's cannon), tone (how much they sound like Shadow's OST), and general badassery (this should be obvious). I have never played a Metal Gear but I do have a PhD in Shadow the Hedgehog. All results are final and totally subjective. Here we go.

Rules of Nature: This would make a great opening to Shadow the Hedgehog 2. Tone and badassery are there, but it's lacking a certain "je ne sais hog" in the narrative category. 7/10.

I'm My Own Master Now: Perfect. Incredible. Show stopping. Shadow's hero arc in a nutshell. 10/10.

Stranger I Remain: Again, damn good when it comes to Shadow's narrative. You've got the amnesia. The fighting in a strange war. The outside influences. If SEGA weren't such cowards and put female vocalists in Shadow's game I'd give this a perfect score. But they are cowards, so, 8/10.

The Hot Wind Blowing: The stupid amounts of angst are there, but otherwise would make no sense in a Shadow game. Unless he got really lost in Knuckles' level and decided to have a narrative arc about it. 4/10.

The Stains of Time: Huge points for kickass drums and electric guitar. Additional points deducted for too much mud and rain. 6/10.

Red Sun: Red Sun is my favorite goddamn track in this OST but I gotta stay true to my ranking metric and say. It's D-tier in terms of narrative. But the VIBE is there. The DRUMS are there. The instrumentals and vocal quality are identical to a Shadow OST. I have to give it a 7/10.

The Only Thing I Know For Real: Every time I listen to this song my brain switches off and I enter Teen Angst Headbang Mode. It's got it all. The lack of memories. The drive to fight. The absolutely bonkers lyrics found in any good Sonic the Hedgehog game. 100/10.

Collective Consciousness: Huge GUN vs Shadow vibes, especially if Shadow's game went even further into the "military sucks" theme. But that's the game we could have, not the game we were given, so it only gets a 6/10.

It Has To Be This Way: YEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Can you IMAGINE a Shadow vs Sonic Bad End brawl to the death with this song blaring in the background???? I'd play the shit out of that and then ascend. 1000000/10.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk on this subject. I highly recommend listening to the Shadow the Hedgehog OST and the MGR OST until a Hot Topic manifests inside your skull. They're great.

#sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #metal gear #metal gear revengeance #metal gear rising #I'd love to see someone do the opposite post. Shadow songs in a Metal Gear game.#however my knowledge of metal gear begins and ends with HRN. COLONEL.#so I can't be the guy to do it #fun fact: I started listening to the mgr ost because of that guy's tweet #summer post

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Hi Maddie!! For Nice Ask Week, Lone Star, especially in seasons 1-3, gifted us with so many great songs to go along with scenes! What is your favorite song that Lone Star has used and the accompanying scene with it?? 🎵🎶

hi desi!! thank you for this, even though it was so hard SJDNSJ. i’m going to cheat i can’t help myself

season one — the night we met in the finale. when we didn’t know when the show would be coming back for sure due to covid, it was such a lovely way to end the season and fill us with hope for the characters. honourable mentions: simple man when judd and owen ride horses, sex & stardust during the first tarlos hookup, a hard rain’s a-gonna fall when tk and owen talk about owen’s cancer, i wanna be sedated during the bull call.

season two — is it anything other than fever? will never forget the thrill of it….them coming back together after their fight, owen and judd and billy trying to save them from the attack they didn’t know was happening, the first fire sparking to the beat of the music. honourable mentions: the chain in the finale, always something there to remind me when judd is getting his tattoo after he leaves grace (almost every needle drop in saving grace tbh), hallelujah after tim’s death, 1950 when marjan goes to meet salim.

season three — i genuinely cry every time i watch 3x08, and so amen’s gotta be high up here. it’s just. insane. the whole sequence makes me hold my breath. the instrumental in push when tk comes back and grace gives birth gets me every time, too, so! honourable mentions: breakdown with marjan and owen singing along!!!, bloom when the 126 comes together at the end of push, i fought the law when the brawl breaks out at the baseball game, transatlanticism when tk’s sadly listening to music before carlos calls cooper. <3

#answered #s4 is the wedding for sure bc like. beautiful choice after beautiful choice

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stealthboy43 · 1 year

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OC’s by @limeinaltime and @edibletrees2

Written by @stealthboy43

The long night arc: Part 3

The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.

-Dolly Parton

The meeting: featuring, the Squad™

N and Uzi were the first to arrive, so they sat patiently next to each other.

The meeting room wasn't really in a meeting room per say. It was just a rather large living room with windows. After the yeetining, it had a broken down wall, shattered window, and furniture sprawled everywhere, but the squad took the time to clean it up and make it more comfortable. Now you couldn’t tell it was ever destroyed. Sofas, chairs, a ping pong table. Heck, Eko even managed to get an arcade machine functioning in the room.

“What do you think this meeting is going to be about.?” Nwhispered to Uzi.

“I don't know, and why are you whispering? We are the only ones here” Uzi said.

‘Oh Uhh… huh…” He scratches the side of his head in embarrassment when suddenly the sound of the room door opening.

“Hi N, hi Uzi!” That was A, M’s boyfriend.

“Oh hi A, where’s M?” He greeted in his usual politeness.

“Hey, where’s the drama king? Too busy admiring himself?” Uzi joked.

“Right here, dipshit.” N himself wasint scared, since he already saw M coming from behind. Uzi on the other hand-

“HOLY ROBOTIC-CHRIST WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!” She screamed, jumping of the couch and turning around to see M giving a small smirk.

“Oh… I have my ways..” he said ominously.

“He was hiding here the entire time waiting for the perfect time to scare you.” A said who was oblivious, which sported a betrayed look from M.

“What is all the racket in here?” That was Eko, who poked her head inside before walking in, and was immediately followed by Mae, the sister of Doll, who was wearing a short skirt and white T-shirt. “ I Could hear Uzi screaming while I was walking down the hallway.” Then she saw M.

“Lemme guess, the gay dumbass over there making fun of Uzi being a anime girl again?”

M gave a glare “I least I wasn't a step in daughter…”

Eko dosent let this twitch her, instead coming up with her own comeback “You know M I’m curious, does your ass ever get jealous from how much shit comes out of your mouth?”

“Oh you little-!!!”

Before the two could get into a full on brawl, Mae gets in between them, then gives hand signals to Eko who immediately backs off.

“Ahem.” The squad looks at the door again, and in come in 13 and F, the secondary parents after X and S.

13 with his arms crossed, addressed the fighting teens“Judging by the yelling, I’m guess M insulted Uzi, than Eko insulted M, and then the two were about to kill each other until Mae or N intervened. Am I right?”

“.. yeah I guess”

“Right on target actually..”

“Yup that about sums it up…”

13 sighs “What else’s could I possibly expect…

“Hey now-“ F said “let’s not be to hard on them, their still in their youth.”

“What about youth?”

“Oh! Y! How are you doing!” F greeted Y, who was quickly followed by Kat.

“I’m fine, other than the fact that I had to leave T all alone.”

Kat chuckled “And I thought you said “a little bit”

“Oh kiss my ass Kat!”

(Bit of meta talk but I would introduce more of the characters, but I’m on a bit of a word limit here soooo in come in 21, I, W, V, and oh even 7! Just go read the character bios from their creators…)

“All right, sooo everyone is here, where’s X and S?” Asked W.

“I don’t know, last I saw X she told me to stop playing with Uzi.” V said.

“Yeah, ‘playing’” Uzi muttered sarcastically.

“Gey F-“ Y said “Do you know what’s going on?”

F pressed her Denver’s together “well…”

Knock knock

Everyone turned their heads to the open door.

“We’ll speak of the devil…”

S stood at the threshold, his metallic knuckles on the door. X was right beside him, whose eyes stared at the ground with her usual tired expression. And yet, there was something more to it, tho no one could put their finger on it.

“Hey everyone-“ S began “Thank you all for coming. We got you here today because… we have something to say.”

S moved aside to let X pass, who walked into the room and made her way to the center.

X wasn't staring at anyone, just her feet.

“Ok…” she began. “I know that I told you before that you all could finally rest…that we were finally free. But unfortunately, something has come up, something that I fears might happen but that I naively put to the side.”

No one said anything, just listed intently instinctively knowing that whatever X said would be the most important thing she would ever say.

“I think.. no that’s not right…. I know that M.O.M is coming to copper 9.”

Silence.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Some had consumed faces, as they never had heard of M.O.M

Others had bewildered faces, like they thought X didn’t mean to say that.

But most had horrified faces.

“I’m sorry, what?”

Uzi: Sunset

3 weeks later

The sun is a beautiful thing. Probably the most beautiful thing to look at on this planet. Uzi didn't know what it was about the sun. It was just a giant ball of flaming gas after all. But right here, sitting on a rock watching as the sun set, it seemed so much more than that.

Sitting here brought her back to when it was just her and…

“Uzi!” Someone called, making her jump a bit. There was N, waving in the shade to avoid the sun.

“Oh, there you are Biscuit! Are you doing your character growth again?” he called. The nickname made her blush, and she quickly turned back around to stare at the sun.

“N-No! I'm just… sitting here being edgy!” She called back.

“Oh, ok! You know I wish I could join you but you know…”

“The sun would kill you.” she sighed. What deja vu.

She did feel a little bad, leaving N in the shadow. Maybe she should…

NOPE Nuh-uh, not happening!! Then, unconsciously, she got up and began stomping her way toward N.

WHAT AM I DOING!? GO BACK!!

N stared at Uzi with some astonishment as Uzi made her way to him. Meanwhile, Uzi continued screaming at herself, begging her not to do it. But it was ultimately futile, and Uzi went next to N, and sat down, with a small blush on her face.

‘Huh- Soooo…” N said.

“Don't make this awkward…” Uzi growled, trying to hide her face in utter embarrassment.

“A-awkward? Heh nooo… it’s just well…”

N’s words trailed off, also developing a small blush on his face. By now, the two were more or less a couple, and yet they still got flustered when the two were alone. Still, Uzi always liked N being around, though she would probably die before she ever showed it.

“I wonder what sunlight feels like,” N said.

“I mean, not that I can ever find out, but maybe it feels…”

“Utterly painful ?” Uzi said.

“Well yes… but if it wasn't, maybe warm and gentle? Heh.. kind like you,” he said with a smile.

MAYDAY MAYDAY, FLIRT DETECTED. The alarm went in her head, and her emergency response kicked in, and she punched N in the arm as hard as she could.

“OWW!!” He yelped.

“And I'm as painful as it too! SO BITE ME!!” Uzi shouted.

***

It took a while for the situation to calm down, with N mostly dodging Uzis swings and trying to say things to calm her down (only for it to make her even more flustered). But eventually, Uzi noticed the sun going down and immediately ceased.

N: First sunset

“Oh look!” Uzi said.

N followed her eyes and his eyes grew wide at sight. In his entire life, he had hidden from the sun. And although under the circumstances of potentially being killed any day now, he for some reason felt…. Peaceful. He stood there admiring the sun for who knows how long until he noticed Uzi had sat down again and was staring at the sun once again. Then barely thinking about it, despite Uzi trying to turn him into a punching bag mere moments ago, he sat down next to her and rested his head on hers.

There was a slight flinch and grumble from Uzi, and he could imagine her blushing tremendously. But Uzi did no retaliation, and N had the pleasurable thought that Uzi secretly liked it.

The two sat together close, sitting and continuing watching the sunset until it finally disappeared behind the horizon.

The two didn't move even when the sun was gone, since they both did enjoy the moment together. N had lost track of time, but it was 30 minutes when he shot his head up off Uzis, panic filling his head. The reason being his auditory system detected something high in the sky.

Uzi: Final Sunset

Uzi turned her head and looked at N, who was suddenly standing up and his eyes were zipping around like he was searching for something.

“N..?” She said.

He didnt respond. Uzi began to be concerned and she slowly got up herself and waved her hands in front of his face. This broke N’s fear trance and he shook his head and turned his attention back to Uzi.

“Somethings just entered the atmosphere…” He uttered.

“Huh? Like what? Like a meteor or a satellite or like a…” A landing pod. The thought wrenched her core, she quickly turned around looking to the sky, listening intently for anything. A shift in the air, a small sudden breeze, anything would do.

Then there was the small light in the sky, and something zoomed through. the clouds, leaving a trail of smoke behind it.

“We have to go, NOW!” N said frantically. Uzi quickly jumped on his back, and without another word, N spread his wings and took off.

M.O.M: Arrival; the night begins.

The sky which had just parked with the only light source being the two moons was quiet. The location where the pod would land was far enough away from N and Uzi you couldn't even hear them. From the ground, the pod would look like a small star, dim at first, which would glow brighter and brighter until it was the third most noticeable object in the sky. And it was getting brighter still.

Then the bright star looked as though it was combusting, becoming a bright orange as the landing pod entered the atmosphere, shooting through the sky like a rocket. It traveled for over a mile, descending further to the ground, crashing through a building before finally it impacted the surface.

When the dust settles, the landing pod was resting in a small crater. Inside, there was the sound of a sloshing thick liquid and mechanical gears turning.

BANG, BANG!!

The sound was of something fierce banging against the metal door trying to get out. After the fourth bang, the door flew off, and black goo-like tentacles reached out.

“Ready or not copper 9, here I am.”

#hell. pain even. (murder drones edition)#murder drones #project m.o.m #the long night arc

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krispy-noodle · 3 years

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*heavy breathing* s-so how about a tall…delicious…harpy lady 😳🥵

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wymthatsillegal · 2 years

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Hello! Can I request a Batman x vigilante!male reader fic? :0

I think it would be pretty cool if they’re like competitive at first, but then they become two gay idiots pining over one another :]

Anyways have a nice day!

New Gloves

Battinson x Male Reader

Contains: foul language, fighting, rooftop chases

Content Warnings: fighting?

Summary: You're a vigilante in Gotham, using the cover of your sick-ass Wolf mask (thanks to @kaine1888 for the idea) to beat some baddies up. Well, one night in the middle of a brawl you run into the one, the only, Batman.

No usage of Y / N

Word count: 1264

Author's Response: whats up tit sniper, awesome request!! i had tons of fun writing this, everything just fell together really easy so that was awesome. i tried to keep the reader's vigilante persona ambiguous still so it wasn't like an OC yfeel me, so i hope you like it!! enjoy!

asks are open >:)

Your fists bled underneath your thin gloves, you could feel the split skin over your knuckles beginning to stick to the fabric in your body's attempt to patch itself back together. "Fuck." You muttered under your breath, seeing another dark figure down the alleyway. "Considering how bad I fucked up your friends, I can only assume you like pain with the way you're approaching me." You called out into the alley, the figure freezing. You turned towards them, wiping blood from the snout of your wolf mask. "I don't know whether to thank you or not." Came the gruff voice, bass projecting off the brick walls. You dropped your fists, eyebrows furrowing before realizing you were standing before the Batman in the flesh.

"Ah, no worries, Mr. Vengeance. You don't gotta thank me for anything, I take it upon myself to do this stuff. Caught these scum trying to rob this woman." You punctuated your words with a swift kick to the nearest guy, just for good measure. Batman had continued walking towards you, his ridiculously heavy boots crunching against the gravel. You studied the bat through the eye holes of your mask, eyeing his square close-shaven jaw and vivid red lips. He parted them to say something before setting his jaw and the sounds of shouting coming from behind you two. "Hey, look what they did to our boys!"

You gave them a wolfish grin, more like a baring of teeth really, your voice echoing down the small alleyway. "Hey, hey! I suggest you all just walk away, keep your heads down like you didn't see anything, no one has to get hurt!" You spread your arms, gesturing widely to the group of bodies groaning in pain on the damp concrete. (It was always fucking raining in Gotham) The Bat quietly eyed you and your tactics, taking note of your incredibly built figure that would be to any other person very intimidating. He thought your wolf mask was fitting to your physique, both giving the energy of a protective and strong character.

Sliding his gaze to the group of people approaching, he realized they wouldn't think the same of your stature and just charge. As if on cue, someone in the back yelled "Get them!", sending a group of about seven armed men your way. Bruce felt a chill go down his spine at the low laugh that ripped from your throat, him looking over at you again to see you stretching your arms and bouncing on the balls of your feet. "No killing." It came out a bit more breathy than The Bat had intended, eyes meeting yours as you turned to face him. "Oh don't worry, pretty boy, I don't kill. Just give them a little... oh what's the word-" Your hand shot out and smashed into the face of the nearest guy, his attempt to grab your shirt gone violently wrong. "Tough love." He scoffed at you, watching you stomp on the guy's head. "Tough alright..." He surged forward, obviously tired of the small talk.

Crunching a guy's head into the nearby wall, Batman took a hit to the cap before uppercutting the poor sucker, laying a few more blows on him when he hit the ground. Taking advantage of his crouched position, you hopped over him leap-frog style and threw your weight onto a guy about to put a bullet in your new friend, grabbing him by the collar and pulling his head into the weight of your knuckles. He cried out in pain when you dropped him, his head hitting the gravel. One guy remained, obviously the youngest one there with shaking limbs and the thinnest frame. "Get out of here." Came that husky voice from behind you again, taking you a little by surprise.

Batman didn't have to tell that kid twice with how quick he booked it out of there, almost tripping on the momentum of his running as he turned the corner. The second you two were alone you hissed, shaking your fists, the blood seeping through the fabric now. "You should get better gloves." You scoffed at him, "Tellin' me, Vengeance. And for the record, even in these shitty things I still kicked way more ass than you." At that he darkened (if that was further possible), a sigh coming out of his nose under the cowl. "Don't let me catch you out here again," He took your hand with surprising gentleness, long eyelashes fluttering as he looked over your knuckles. "It's obvious this is hurting you." You clicked your tongue at him, "If I knew any better, I'd say you're getting a little soft on me." He dropped your hand but still held it, staying close to you he almost inaudibly whispered "Do you?"

It had been a couple of weeks since your run-in with the famous Batman of Gotham City, who continued kicking ass in the night and then poof during the day. You had (obviously) not heeded his "warning" and were continuing your vigilante work, taking special care to look out for the infamous black cape before making a move.

Tonight though?

You made eye contact with him from across rooftops, blowing him a dramatic kiss before tossing your weight down a fire escape. He had begun to chase you, the sound of his grappling hook tearing through the air letting you know you were about to have company. Laughing into the night, you pushed your body forward, leaping off the rusting metal and onto the next building just as you felt the frame dip under his weight. You rolled and hit the rooftop of the building at a wonky angle, your ankle stinging a little as you continue your chase. It spoke for the other man's strength that he was able to relatively keep up with you even under all of his armor and equipment. You starting to try and fathom the idea of being weighed down by all that, but quickly realized you should've kept your head clear when you felt a hand grip yours, pulling you backward.

You used his created momentum to wrap your body around him, sliding behind him and wrapping your arm around his throat, not intending to cut off his air, just intimidate. He figured you would do this and pushed you into the wall behind you, knocking the wind out of your chest and shocking your muscles to give out. Using this opening he brought his hand to your throat, fingers not applying any pressure. You yelped out, breathing heavily and leaving your hands limp on either side of you. Smiling, you huffed out, "Long time, no see, Vengeance." He scowled at you, "It was supposed to stay like that. Why didn't you listen to me?" You snorted at him, "'Cmon, Bats. Do I look like the kind of guy to listen to a stranger in an alleyway?"

He paused for a moment, caught off guard. You used this opportunity to push against his hand, he let you get closer, both of you holding your breath. "I think you don't actually want me gone... no, I think you care about me." He exhaled shakily, "I-" You slid a strong hand gently over his eyes, taking your mask off to free your lips enough to kiss him. He made a surprised noise, instinctively shrinking away before warming into the contact. You broke away, smiling. Slipping the mask back over your features you gave him another one of those big smiles, taking your hand away.

"I'll be seeing you, Vengeance." And with a wink, you disappeared into the dark.

#the batman 2022 #batman2022 #bruce wayne x male reader #batman x male reader #battinson #thebatman #please im going insane #mlm #hes just so #gay #male reader #batman 2022

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