#Like the chest plate.. Fuck the original chest plate wtf

[ohbo-ohno]

I'm sorry if it was asked before but take your original Ghoap idea and...reversing it a bit? It's Ghost who notices you first and he doesn't have enough willpower or common courtesy to be nice, so he just fucking snatches us from the street right into the apartment. And we're scared and afraid and panicking but he just overpowers us!! He spent a good few days breaking us in, like a really disobedient kitten who keeps munching on the furniture and hiding in various places, but we eventually got tired( And we're almost used to him in those few days, he is basically normal. Yes, it's the whole non-con thing and he keeps us in the bed, like a teddy bear, but he is predictable. Then his partner comes home and we're like ??? wtf??? you have a husband? And Soap is just SO excited to see the new addition! He is terrifying because he is unpredictable and energetic and we almost miss the time it was just Ghost and us. ghost is the bad guy here, obviously, but he is a known evil. Soap is an enigma and it scares far more

AH!!!

i think it would be so much SCARIER to be kidnapped by ghost and meet soap later. like, soap is deranged but at least he tries to be comforting yk? even if (in this fic at least) he's literally deranged and the one keeping you captive, he's trying to help you calm down by saying nice things and all that

i think simon would just like. wait you out. he'll stroke your arms/back/thighs, try and relax with you, but he's not saying anything to help you calm down. figures it's better to show he won't hurt you, doesn't see the point of reminding you after he says it the first time, it's better for you to figure it out on your own

"like a really disobedient kitten who keeps munching on the furniture and hiding in various places" is making me go !!!!!! i am sitting up straight and at attention.

hiding underneath the bed when simon goes to the bathroom or steps out of the room for a minute :( watching him walk around the room, shaking where you're huddled from fear. listening to him sigh and seeing him drop to his knees, and he just looks at you all unimpressed. really? and you refuse to come out. makes him roll his eyes and reach under the bed, grabs you by your ankle and drags you out. gives you a few sharp slaps on the ass to calm you down when you scratch at him

destroying things to act out :( simon just standing all stoically as you smash his plates and glasses on the ground, crosses his arms over his chest and grunts you done? when you look to him for a reaction. takes you over his lap and turns your ass red as punishment, ignores the way you kick and scream for your punishment. makes you put on shoes and sweep up your mess under his supervision.

ghost introduces you to soap like someone introduces a puppy to a kitten. has you meet in your territory (the bedroom, where you've spent the most time), keeps a hand on the back of johnny's neck to keep him from getting overexcited with you.

leaves you two alone eventually, tells you be good, and johnny mauls you damn near the second the front door is closed. fucks you all day, doesn't notice your bruised knees and tear stained face

#gremlingottoosilly #asks and answers #ghoap x reader #dlmliyh #kinda #an au of an au lol

[unidentifiable-body]

S a little short but uh

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“...so the flaps on the wings direct the pitch of the plane, which is the up and down movement, see?”

Steven pointed to small flaps on the model plane’s wings, moving them up and down with his finger. Francis was entranced.

“Woagghh…so when you're flying you use those?”

“Yep! It's real important, it helps me steer the plane. Obviously.”

He chuckled a bit, taking a cracker off the plate between them and flipping it like a coin. Francis caught it in his mouth. Steven smiled, ruffling his new friend’s hair.

“You're a hungry fella, aren't you? You're like a walking trash can.”

Francis would normally be a little insulted by this, but how Steven said it made him want to curl up in a tiny ball and squeal really loudly. In a good way.

“Mmm…m just growing, s all…”

Steven tilted his head.

“Didn't your brother say you were the same age as him?”

Francis stared hard at the table.

“Uh…yeah, I just…I have a condition. I grow all the time. You just can't tell because I also shrink. That's why I have the bloody spotches all over me. Yeah.”

“Huh! Never heard of something like that. Must be tough.”

Francis shrugged.

“I can deal with it, it's fine.”

Steven laughed, turning back to his model. Francis watched, enraptured. There was a practiced ease to Steven's movements and it was entrancing. Sure, he was just gluing things together, maybe tightening some screws here and there, but it seemed so easy. Francis stayed silent the whole time, not daring to disturb a master at work.

“Remember to breathe, sweetheart.”

Francis jumped in suprise.

“I wasn't?”

Steven shook his head. He had a bemused smile on his face.

“You are one weird guy. I don't mind it, though. I just can't see how you're twins with Francis. You must have taken all the personality, huh?”

Francis kicked his legs under the table, giggling.

“Yeahhh, he’s a bit of a drag. But that's ok! I balance him out!”

“That's a really good thing in my books.”

Steven picked up the plane he had just assembled.

“Here. Your brother is gonna pick you up soon, you can keep this.”

Francis took it gingerly, holding the model like it was a holy object.

“Really? For me?”

Steven nodded, and Francis began jumping around. Steven grabbed his arm.

“Woah there, horsie! Less trotting, you might break the plane!”

Francis clutched to plane to his chest.

“Sorry! I was just so excited…”

“Hey, hey. I’m not mad. I’m glad you like it, I just want you to, y’know, have it.”

Francis nodded. Steven had his hand on his shoulder and it was making him want to bite. He kept his mouth shut, though. It didn't take long until there was a knock on the door.

“That must be Francis 1, huh? See you later, buddy.”

“Bye!”

Francis left, meeting the…actual Francis. The pair began walking back to the original Francis’ apartment.

“Did you have fun at Steven's?”

“Yeah! He gave me a plane!”

Francis cast a glance at it.

“It's a nice plane. Did you say thank you?”

Francis 2 froze in place.

“Uhhh…no…”

Francis 1 shook his head.

“Well, I guess you have to say thank you next time you see him. Right now, it's dinner time, ok?”

“Ok!”

Francis 2 trotted into Francis 1's apartment with him.

UWAHHHHHHH SHOWING THIS TO STEVEN THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE AGH AAAAAAAA *trips and falls and dies forever with my new plushie* NO THIS IS ACTUALLY SO SWEET IM GONNA COMBUST INTO CONFETTI WTF AHHHHH

#unidentifiable ushers~☆

[honeytae]

hello! i'm sorry if you already talked about this before, but do u know what happened to this certain tae story that u posted before, i think it was called "you are my forever" or something along those lines? i thought the story was super cute and i kinda miss it 😅 i can't find it on archive or anywhere else. anyways i hope you're having a great day, i love what u do! ur stories make me feel fuzzy inside haha 💜

hi, sweetheart! i also could not find this story anywhere on my blog (tumblr wtf) so i’m reuploading it here. thank you for letting me know :) thank you for reading and i’m glad my stories make you feel that way haha <3

You are my forever. [REUPLOAD]

originally posted: June 20, 2020

genre: fluff

word count: 3k

The first thing your half asleep brain registered was the light touch to your forehead, recognizing Taehyung’s soft velvet lips pressed to the skin before a light puckering sound escaped from them. You hummed quietly in content, hearing your boyfriend’s deep chuckle in response to your adorable reaction to his touch.

When you finally opened your eyes, you were met with a messy bed-headed Taehyung, his long black curls falling over his eyes as his eyelashes fanned out across his cheekbones. He was sitting up against the headboard, pointer finger trailing up and down your forearm soothingly. 

You reached your hand up to his face, brushing the hair away from his eyes to see him properly. He smiled at that, his sparkling dark brown eyes finally being revealed to you as he held your wrist in his hand, pressing kisses to the inside of it.

“Did you sleep okay? Time change getting any better?” He inquired, nothing but care and concern in his tone as he knew you’d been having issues with the time zone changes since you’d arrived to Paris.

Taehyung had brought up the idea of taking a vacation several months ago before you even knew what your schedule for the coming year was like. Taehyung had asked where your dream place was to go, and when you had said Paris, his face had lit up like a child’s would on Christmas morning.

He had been to Paris with his members and he absolutely adored it. The little pockets of time he had to explore the city when he wasn’t working while he was there were some of his favorite memories, and the thought of getting to experience those things with the love of his life instead of the managers of BTS escorting him around made him even more excited to go back.

Seven months later, when both of your schedules were clear enough to take a week long trip to the European city, you’d jumped at the opportunity. 

You’d been there for three days already, and while the time zones were challenging for an inexperienced traveler like yourself, you truly were having the time of your life with Taehyung.

“It’s getting better.” You nodded, Taehyung lifting your hand to his face to press kisses to your knuckles.

“Why are you up, baby? I’ve had to wake you up every morning we’ve been here.” You pointed out, curious as to why the man beside you was so wide awake at such an early hour despite his sleeping routines the past few days.

“We forgot to close the blinds last night. Remember, we got a bit distracted…” He trailed off, smirking at the memory of the way you’d both rushed out of the restaurant in a haste last night, desperately needing to put your hands on each other like you wanted to. You’d gotten back to the AirBnB, had sex, taken a bath, then passed out in each other’s arms back in bed. 

“Yeah, I remember.” You chuckled, shaking your head at your boyfriend's cockiness about the situation. He knew the effect he had on you and he used it to his full advantage.

“Come here, angel.” He held his arm out above your head, hand releasing yours as you sat up, Taehyung placing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you snugly into him. 

From the new angle, you could see perfectly out of the window, the view of the clusters of tan and beige colored buildings with lush green trees between them breathtaking. The Eiffel Tower was nestled behind the buildings, taller than the other structures and almost sparkling as the morning spring sun shone down onto the city. 

“I really haven’t had a chance to look at this view yet.” He said, his hand rubbing warm and comforting circles with his palm on your shoulder adorned in his t-shirt.

“It’s a beautiful city.” You hummed, Taehyung shifting his gaze down to your head reclined back against his shoulder as a slow smile spread on his face. 

“You like it here?” He asked, getting an eager nod in response from you as your eyes shifted over the foreign streets below you.

“I love it here.” You confirmed, Taehyung pressing a kiss to your temple as he smiled happily at your approval of the city he loved so much, too.

You turned your head to face him, tipping your head up to make his lips move from your temple to your lips, Taehyung holding your chin in place to deepen the kiss. Taehyung wrapped his arms around your torso, rolling over on his back as he pulled you on top of him to straddle his waist. You placed a hand on his chest, pulling back from him with a knowing look.

“We have to start our day, Tae.” You pointed out, knowing that if you started engaging in some less than innocent acts now, you wouldn’t make it out into Paris today. 

“Baby,” he whined, stuttering out different excuses before he paused, blurting out a pathetic, “sex in Paris is just a different vibe!” 

You cackled at his ridiculous conclusion, making him laugh along with you as he squeezed your hips in his palms.

“You’re hilarious.” You said, smiling down at him as you brushed the hair that had fallen back into his eyes back from his forehead.

“I know.” He said, smiling when you rolled your eyes at him.

It fell silent for a couple of minutes as you lightly caressed each other, lovingly nuzzled together in the bed.

“Do you want to go out for breakfast today? We could go to that crepe place we passed last night.” He mentioned, observing the low sounds coming from your stomach indicating that it needed food soon.

You giggled again at the memory of you two running out of the restaurant mid meal, leaving cash on the table before deciding to bounce as you were quite literally eye fucking each other. 

“From what I saw of it, it looked pretty good.” You mumbled, resting your cheek on his shoulder as you leaned forward to press tiny pecks over the skin on his neck.

“Let’s go, then. I have to get you fed, you’re starting to sound like an alien.” He teased, poking fun at the increasingly loud noises coming from your stomach. 

You shook your head at him, smiling as you lifted yourself off of him to get dressed for the day.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

You strolled through the quiet Parisian streets, surprisingly not crowded today compared to previous days. There were distant sounds of cars honking a couple of blocks over, and the scent of baked goods wafted through the air. The man beside you held onto your hand as you walked, squeezing every now and then as he lifted your hands to point at something he found interesting. 

As you approached the door of the little cafe, he let go of your hand to step ahead of you, holding the door open for you to walk inside. 

“Merci beaucoup.” You said, Taehyung smiling at the memory of him trying to teach you some french phrases in the terminal of the airport a couple of days ago.

You walked into the building, relaxation immediately setting in as you inhaled the sweet smelling air. There were only a few people in the cafe, a woman typing furiously on her computer before taking a small sip of coffee, and another couple that seemed to be from out of town, too.

Taehyung’s hand met your spine as he looked down at you, smiling adoringly as you reflexively dropped your head onto his shoulder. You stared at the menu hung on the wall in front of you, scanning the many options as your mouth practically watered at the descriptions.

“What are you getting, baby?” You asked Taehyung curiously.

His eyes shifted to the menu, weighing his options before he settled on one he knew you would both like. Taehyung, being the absolute sweetheart he is, never wanted to order something for himself that he thought you would dislike. Feeding you his dishes always made him automatically happier anyway, especially when you would do that shoulder dance with your head bobbing from side to side as the amazing taste of whatever you were eating connected with your taste buds.

“I think the strawberry crepes. With the cream cheese filling.” He said softly, making you giggle at his everlasting love for all things strawberry.

“What are you getting, angel?” He asked, leaning down to kiss your forehead as you hummed in thought.

“Banana and nutella, I think.” You said decidedly, making him nod in approval at your choice.

After you ordered, you picked out a table by the window at the back corner of the building to sit at. Once you were both seated, opting to sit next to each other instead of across the table from each other, you exhaled a deep sigh.

“So, what’s on the itinerary for today, tour guide?” You asked, making him chuckle as he shook his head at you. 

“That’s what I am now, huh? Just a tour guide?” He raised his eyebrows, smiling as you shrugged back at him.

“Tour guide, love of my life, whatever.” You said, making his features crinkle into a wide smile at your words.

Humming, he pretended to think it over, although he knew exactly what you were doing today. 

“Well, I have a few things planned out for today, starting out with a delicious breakfast, maybe walk around and shop a little bit. Then I have a surprise planned for you.” He said, making you tilt your head with a confused expression.

Before you could ask any more questions about what the surprise might entail, the waitress was bringing over your crepes, both of you saying eager “thank you”s as your eyes widened in reaction to the delicious looking plates.

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When you left the cafe, bellies full of the french pastries after feeding each other half your own dishes, you set out to visit some touristy little shops. 

You helped Taehyung look for a new beret, a hat that you could never in a million years pull off but managed to look so handsome on him.

Watching as you focused on perusing the berets for ones you thought would look good with his wardrobe, Taehyung felt his heart swell in his chest. He felt so lucky to be able to spend some quality time with you and make memories here.

Interrupting his thoughts, his eyes caught a silver necklace with a small pendant of the Eiffel Tower on it in an open box on the shelf in front of him. He smiled, reaching his hand out to hold the pendant between his fingers as he turned back to where you were. You were still distracted, and he decided to take the opportunity to buy the necklace while you weren’t paying attention.

He walked to the counter at the front of the store, quickly buying it for you in time so that you wouldn’t turn around and catch him in the act.

 Once the necklace was purchased, he came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him.

“Long time, no see.” You said jokingly, Taehyung only wandering off for a few minutes before he was coming back to you.

“Look what I found.” He said, lifting the necklace in his hand up to you. Your eyebrows raised in surprise, admiring the delicate pendant in his palm.

“That’s so cute.” You said, making Taehyung smile as you took the necklace in your hands to inspect the intricately designed Eiffel Tower pendant.

“You like it?” He asked, stroking your hair away from your face as you nodded enthusiastically.

“Turn around, I’ll put it on you.” He offered, taking the necklace back in his hand as you turned so your back was to him, Taehyung lifting your hair and placing it over your shoulder so he could clasp the necklace around your neck.

He turned you back around, watching as you played with the pendant resting on your chest. 

“It looks even more beautiful on you.” He said, admiring the blush that tinted your cheeks, not being able to hold himself back as he leaned in to press a kiss to the heated skin.

“Should I get it?” You asked, Taehyung stroking the skin of your cheek gently with the back of his pointer finger. 

“I already did, my love.” He said, making you glare at him as you cocked your head.

“You know how much I hate it when you-” 

“Yep. But I don’t care.” He interrupted, placing a kiss on your pouted lips as he took his hand in yours.

He chuckled at your glare, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as he prompted you to turn in his grip.

“Now, my little stylist, what berets have you chosen for me?” He asked, looking back to the beret wall and giggling as you turned back to look at it as well and bumped your shoulder with his.

“That’s what I am now, huh? Just a stylist?” You repeated his earlier words, making his giggles increase as he kissed your cheek, trailing his lips up to your hairline and pressing a kiss there too.

“Stylist, love of my life, whatever.” He teased back, watching as you closed your eyes and shook your head at him. 

The loving bickering between the two of you always made his members refer to you as the “old married couple”, despite the fact that the two of you were not even engaged yet. Everyone knew it would happen, though; it was only a matter of time.

You reached your arm out to the hats you’d picked out for him, Taehyung humming in approval of your choices and making the decision to buy some of them.

You walked out of the shop hand in hand, Taehyung taking all the bags in his other despite you saying you could do it.

“I know you can,” he said, looking at you as you stared back at him, “but just let me baby you, okay? It makes me feel happy.” He finished, making you smile as you went on your tiptoes to press a kiss to the space between his dark eyebrows.

He tipped his chin up, catching your lips in a kiss before pulling away, tugging lightly on your hand to continue walking.

“I think we should go to the house first, drop off everything we bought and then go to my surprise location.” He posed, raising his eyebrows in question as he observed your smile and nod of approval to his plan.

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After you’d dropped the shopping bags off in the house you’d rented for the week, Taehyung had led you to a different area of the city, one you hadn’t been to before. 

Walking side by side with Taehyung, his arm wrapped around your shoulders with yours hugging his torso, you approached a bridge. A bridge with a lot of locks on the sides of it.

Your brain clicked in realization, looking up at Taehyung to see he was already smiling down at you. 

“Have you heard of this?” He asked softly, making you nod with a giddy smile.

You paused your steps in the middle of the bridge, overlooking a flowing river below you as you pulled away from Taehyung’s warm embrace and leaned your stomach against the railing. 

You leaned away from the railing, observing the mass amount of locks and reading the names on them with a smile.

“Ahem.” 

Taehyung cleared his throat, drawing your attention to his smirking face before your eyes traveled to the glinting gold padlock clutched in his hand. It had no writing on it, unlike the other ones on the bridge, and he dug in his pant pocket until he pulled a black Sharpie out of it. 

You quickly grasped the idea he had, not being able to contain your sheer happiness as you dove at him, wrapping your arms around his neck in a tight hug. He wrapped his own arms around your waist, pulling you tightly into him as he chuckled into your hair. 

“Does this mean you wanna do it?” He asked, causing you to pull away and nod, saying excited “yes, yes yes”s as he laughed at your excitement.

He uncapped the pen, writing your initials and his on the lock before producing a gold key out of his pocket.

“So, you find a place to lock our love onto the bridge, then we throw the key down there.” He explained, gesturing to the river below you as he held the key up in front of him.

With Taehyung’s help, you both decided on a spot that was available for the lock to go onto, locking it into place and standing back to observe the new lock on the bridge.

 “You know, if we throw away the key, it’s locked forever.” You pointed out, smiling as Taehyung nodded.

“You are my forever. Am I your forever?” Taehyung asked, a question he didn’t need to ask to already know the answer to.

You nodded enthusiastically, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him down to you for a kiss. He kissed you back passionately, tongue swiping against yours as his hand came up to cradle your jaw. 

Pulling away, he reached for your hand, placing the key into it and wrapping his own larger hand over yours so you could grip the key together. You settled against his chest, tossing the key together into the Seine River.

You both watched as it descended down to the river, disappearing into the water before looking back at each other.

Taehyung craned his neck to focus his eyes on your face resting on his shoulder, his arms wrapping around your waist to pull you snugly into him. 

“I love you. Forever.” You added, making his mouth spread into the boxy smile you adored so much.

“I love you even longer than forever.” He said, leaning down to place his forehead on yours, swiping the tip of his nose against yours in a sweet gesture.

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[cruddyborderlandstheories]

“So Happy Together” Analysis

i don’t sleep

tl;dr: tbh not much to go off on about. i think we see a new skin for Iron Bear, one with some stripes. amara smiles, i do talk a little bit about little sisters in bioshock but tbh i think this was all just a stylistic choice lol. oh and handsome jack’s masks- probably Mount Jackmore. i don’t want to get to freaked out over jack returning, but damn gearbox lol u had me there for a second. im pretty sure it’s just a reused cut quest from bl2 that they never got to implement. 

EDIT: here’s all the cut content in bl2 (plus all the non-cut content as well for funsies). you can go to the cut quests and see the audio files for claptrap’s jackmore quest

holy shit can i just vomit all my emotions rn, they’re all good so imma do that so im rational when i start analyzing stuff okay? okay! 

holy shit that was fucking great and im really glad i tempered my expectations to something smaller than i thought because i feel bad for people expecting something huge, i was under the assumption we’d be getting a new mechanic that was like ‘choose ur +1 and they’ll be able to play the game with you if you’re both online even if they don’t have the game’ which was what someone said on reddit. altho im sure the poor company is gonna get spammed now with hate like ‘WTF YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE BUILT THIS UP AAAA’. not to lie, i was slightly disappointed it wasn’t a longer stream, but i mean if they’ve got nothing to announce, they’ve got nothing to announce and HEY! new trailer!!! gonna be combing thru on the assumption this has some easter eggs like the MoM trailer did, just in case. i thought it was a cute trailer, gearbox never explicitly said what it was gonna be, a lot people all just assumed what was gonna happen was a demo/beta which sucks so i hope this doesn’t negatively impact people’s perspective of the game. im staying off reddit for now bc when i first checked it people were pretty pissed and i dun need that negativity lmao

okay! emotions are LOCKED behind closed doors. i am shifting into study mode. here we go boys/girls/those of us who know better. haven’t done one of these in a while, let’s see if im rusty at all.

claptrap! and the skull on the chair which reminds me of tyreen’s “favorite skull”. 

tv says “we are under attack, please stand by”

and afaik claptrap is near the beginning of the game, you can see part of the recruitment center behind him when the camera pans.

im thinking there might be something in the roses, specifically the hand-drawn roses later on in the trailer. will be keeping an eye open for that.

this is specifically a jakobs brand chest. i really like the see-through aesthetic of it

intro area of the game again. possible hint to the opening cutscene? tbh i was worried that’s what we were about to get because i haven’t finished the roughs of my mock up lol

so what i didn’t notice my first time through is that you can then see claptrap, also being shown in the chest

waving up at the camera. that’s not trippy at all or anything lol

this car in the foreground (with no one driving it, mind you)

randomly combusts, looking quite like elpis in that one shot of the claptrap presents pandora trailer. wonder if that means it’s gonna ‘splode.

ohhh it spins. please no spin imma get motion sick blech

shot of some cultists. one appears to have a jetpack near the bottom right there

another explosion to the beat

the shock wave!!!! that’s awesome

shock nomads cultists are back. f in chat for our shields

another cultist seconds before he gets blown to bits

it cuts to black for a secco as it moves thru said explosion

another cultist, i assume a psycho

finally some good fucking angles

heh.

idk what i expected from someone who’s first action skill line i ever heard was them shouting MAGIC WALL!!! TAAAADAAAAAAAAH

as a side note

who is shooting those lasers

we see them coming from behind the VHs, but

there’s nothing there

SPOOKY~

they’re coming from... the wall???

tfw u shot urself in the foot on accident

amara is not amused

`is this some human custom i don’t understand yet`

also i hate that i’ve done this exact dance before when i took dance classes as a kid

with less style of course, i was like 7

moze is into it, hell yeah

this reminds me a lot of Kingsman. where all the blood is like fireworks and stuff. i wonder if that has anything to do with the psycho brainwashing. like little sisters in bioshock. they see roses instead of blood, right? maybe there’s something like that going on with the psychos

i’d certainly hope our vault hunters aren’t brainwashed, anyway.

this dude looking SHOCKED to see that tho, lmfao

i relate to this man on a spiritual level i stg

man he looks pissed

omfg lol

“um”

“i guess this is okay”

the body language in this is gold i am just having the time of my life

adsfdgfhgjhgfk

this is so cute

also in retrospect, i think this is one of the turrets we see on promethea. i wonder what it’s doing here!

moze u ok?

oh nvm she’s into it, look at her! she’s dancing! She’s Dancin’!

oooo one of the robots from the we are mayhem trailer! okay you can totally see why i think they’re jakobs, RIGHT???

iirc this is a maliwan soldier

man this is a crossover event, isn’t it?

i get it now. togetherness. i gotchu gearbox.

some maliwan ships in the sky. possibly sanc-iii on the right? or a ship of the same model as sanc-iii!

this is a magitek dropship, change my mind

eh, they both start with M, fuck it.

no idea what fl4k is doing here

mayyyybe shielding themselves from the ‘firework’/confetti shower

i like that the confetti explosions are backed up by purple, you know like eridium/slag/siren powers. seriously, maybe this is just how to cultists see us Vault Hunters and the mass murder.

at the very least, the psychos.

fl4k’s into it. i wish we knew the name of their skag, if it has one. i hope it does.

well now the lasers are coming from the other side! what the hell

moving on

i think this is the HBC from the speakers, plus im pretty sure that skull and the stained glass are the entrance to mouthpiece’s arena

we also get a different colored explosion. im paranoid jack is somehow making a return (please god no), so i’ll just note it’s the same color as his eyes.

AND the chests are vomiting out gold guns, which i think, gold-plated gear, is the cult’s way of signifying standing. which im sure is a tongue-in-cheek commentary as gearbox gives out a gold weapon pack as a pre-order bonus. no, like, it even shows up as an ad on the video

smh gearbox lmao

oh, also, the cultists are doing fuckin flying impressions

im not saying its a reference to the cultist with rakk wings on the cover, buuuut

bitch it might be lol

it’s an upside-down vault symbol! ive been trying to figure out what that is in those screens for the longest time!

back on promethea and we get to see fl4k’s spiderant in action

their skag, too, of course

the jabbermon in the back there, too! i wonder if they’re going to be shock or cryo. i would imagine shock given how they’re glowing

also i love the way the flowers look in contrast to the character models

moze is so happy aw

i love the way fl4k’s skag comes flying in and slides to a stop. such a good doggo ;-;

this is beautiful, i want it as a wallpaper

moze skipping? holy shit

100% verified the best thing i’ve ever seen

i lied. this is.

is this the fast travel station effect?

also! IB is looking a bit different

i wonder if this is a redesign or if IB is wearing a new skin moze picked out

pan over to zane who clearly doesn’t notice the being of darkness and horror in the doorway

oh also, we’re on eden-6 now. which would explain the fast travel effect

psychos dancing on the rooftops lol

oh god my eyes

nothing to really say here, i just like this screenshot

pink shields booyah

this is so fucking cute

we also get a better look at that one facility on eden-6

is that... red i see? >w> i won’t say it i won’t i won’t say it i swear i just- ATLAS

fuck

i like that zane’s clone spawns with his melee attachment

not AS excited as the real life version though

GB pls let this be a zane emote

is that a varkid? on eden-6?

wtf is a varkid doing on eden-6???

more shots of the facility btw. reminds me a lot of sanc-iii so maybe this actually is the supamax mfg construction facility like i originally thought. hmmmmmmm

ah yes, of course

holy shit what is this a reference to?

im told it’s the sex pistols

the back of the bullet turns into Athenas

pans in

amara!

enemy with a top hat on. some variation of/upgraded gravedigger? it’s like a psycho but recolored with blue pants and a top hat. you can see it fall off when amara shoots him

y’know, these guys

some rakk in the background

i am hoping bc this is a celebration of togetherness we’re seeing all enemies everywhere, not that the planets don’t have their own unique fauna.

she’s so happy omfg

oh, you want some?

Uhhh then there’s THIS sequence

they’re doing the flying thing again lmao

there’s also whatever that black blob is on the left. a spaceship maybe?

car wheel

all their eyes started glowing red. uh oh gamers

also another fast travel effect

hmmmm... zarpedon is that you??

back on pandora.

“super 87 racetrack”, maybe this is near that motorcade fast travel we saw?

huzzah! rainbows!

i do believe that’s sanctuary-iii

another ship. drop ship?

elpis is looking nice this time of year. definitely not explode-y. yet.

pret-ty sure that’s iron bear. moze is standing atop the tower lmao

also! back to it’s old paint scheme. looks like moze was using a skin or smth

we also have this. are my eyes failing me or is that a big cross on the left? could be where jack was buried. 

also i know there was cut content in bl2 about Mount Jackmore! and this looks like a Mount Jackmore to me. it’s a cut quest where claptrap asks you to basically ruin the thing. but since the quest was cut, it’s still here in bl3. maybe they’ll reintegrate the quest lol

i can’t imagine it being roland’s gravesite. because it looks like the below.

i do know we’re going to roland’s grave in bl3, but the statues don’t really match up. maybe it is and the statues were broken, or ruined or something and replaced by a cross. could be then that the gravesite was defaced with, well, the guy that killed him. 

im really hoping jack doesn’t make a return. im fine with dealing with what he set in motion, and his influence, and probably even some ECHO logs and movie trailers, but please, for the love of god, don’t actually bring him back, AI or otherwise. im really excited for the calypso twins, i’d really hate to see the focus shift back to that guy. he’s had his fingers in every borderlands game. it’s time to let him go.

idk what this is exactly. it looks like maybe that weird eye bot troy stands next to in the intro for the behind closed doors panel?

goodbye mr magical jakobs chest, it’s been real

the RC now has red drapes going down it. have those always been there? i don’t remember those

hmmmmmmmmm maybe we’re looking at it from the back 🤔

anyway, that’s all she wrote. i haven’t see any hidden morse code messages or anything yet, but if something surfaces, i’ll be sure to add it here.

#borderlands #bl3 #borderlands 3 #so happy together trailer #oof #tumblr fought me on posting this like 7 times

[mooifyourecows]

what's the worst scene of the idol au so far

wORST? Shit, how do you measure worst? like, most poorly written? all of it. or just ridiculous? or dumb? How about a random scene?:

“Sawa-chan how can you be so calm right now?” Oikawa finally blurted out.

He opened his eyes, blinking in confusion. “Huh?”

“Apparently he hasn’t seen it yet,” Atsumu muttered.

“Ah… uhm…” Hinata started fidgeting. “I didn’t mean to see it, Daichi-san. Atsumu showed me but I didn’t see it all! I covered my eyes! So… uhm… yeah.”

Daichi frowned, glancing around the table. Yamaguchi avoided his eyes, staring down at his food with red cheeks. Kageyama seemed out of the loop, chewing sleepily on a slice of pear.

“What the hell are you guys talking about?” Daichi asked, turning to Kuroo, who merely smirked.

Oikawa moaned and gripped his arm. “Here. Look. This went up while we were asleep.”

Daichi took the phone from him with a scowl, looking at the screen. His blood immediately went cold at the sight of the tweet.

I’m selling Koushi Sugawara’s nudes for two hundred dollars each.

Beneath the words was a link, followed by three cropped images showing Koushi’s face and bare collarbones in different positions.

“What the fuck,” he breathed out.

“That’s not all,” Kuroo snickered, and Daichi wanted to punch him. “Show him Suga’s response, Tooru.”

Daichi gulped and waited as Oikawa took the phone back and found Koushi’s profile. He scrolled, gave Daichi a look, and then passed the phone back.

why waste 200 bucks when I’ll let you have them for free?

Daichi’s mouth went dry at the sight of the three attached images that followed, showing the same shots on the other tweet but uncropped. His face blazed and his stomach twisted, the urge to enlarge the photos and observe them more closely burning in his chest.

“This one’s my fave,” Kuroo said, leaning over to tap the center image.

Daichi sucked in a sharp breath and hurriedly shoved the phone back into Oikawa’s hands.

He stood, grabbing his food and coffee, and turned.

“Where are you going, Daichi-san?” Hinata called after him.

“He’s gonna go jerk off,” Atsumu said.

“Shut the fuck up,” Daichi snapped. “I’m going to go ask Koushi what the fuck he’s doing.”

“That’s code for jackin’ it,” he heard Atsumu murmur, but didn’t bother scolding him.

Daichi rushed up the hall to the elevator and then fidgeted from foot to foot as he waited for it to take him to the dorm floor.

What the fuck was Koushi thinking?

He couldn’t… he couldn’t just leak his own nudes like that.

Was he insane?

Once the elevator stopped, Daichi ran to his dorm and struggled to get the door open with the plate and mug in his hands. As soon as he was inside, he set his food on his desk and grabbed his cell phone off of his bed where he had left it. He fell into his desk chair and brought up his and Koushi’s chat. He ignored the Shrek meme waiting for him and typed,

Ren: are you fucking crazy?

Ren: wtf are you doing?

He ate stressfully as he waited for a response, praying that he hadn’t gone to bed yet. It took all of his self-control to keep from going to Twitter and shamelessly ogling the images.

He couldn’t.

Couldn’t do that.

That… that was horrible. Slimy. Disgusting.

Daichi shouldn’t look at nudes of Koushi unless he had sent them specifically to him, giving him permission to look. He didn’t want to see him naked just because some bastard had leaked the images.

And anyway… who the hell was that guy? And where did he get those pictures in the first place?

Daichi opened Twitter and found the original tweet, avoiding Koushi’s response with his heart thundering in his stomach.

Dennis Drake.

Daichi tapped on his profile and glared at his icon.

He was a man with tanned skin and a neatly trimmed, blonde beard and styled undercut. His eyes were a cold, steely blue, nose straight and Grecian.

And Daichi wanted to flatten it.

His phone buzzed and he opened his and Koushi’s chat.

Suga: oh shit

Suga: okay listen

Suga: I can explain

Daichi scowled.

Ren: then do it

#wip game #daisuga #sawamura daichi #sugawara koushi

[dope-yougot7]

The Black Zodiac- The Gathering

The Gathering

Word Count: 1.3 K

Members: BTS x Reader X Got7 *Mystery for assigned characters* 

Genre: Horror, Angst

“Glass house huh? I guess there won’t be anyone casting stones tonight …am i right?”  A laugh escaped your lips at your not so funny joke. The crowd of 5 turning around to stare at you with unamused eyes. A large glass house surrounded by a black mass of thick oak trees stood before you, lights already on within the translucent walls. Words written in what could only be thought of as latin adorned each glass panel to each floor  and small metal like plates separated each window. The stairs were thin but sturdy, leading up to the lead door with a cog similar to a bank vault on it. You walked up to the front door with a key that had been attached to the original invitation, looking like something out of the 15th century, you pressed forward placing the key in the lock. The key sinking into the lock and wheels on the door slowly turning, the lights on the top floor ignited as the pendulum on the cog began to swing and the door slowly opening behind it. “Three floors for a glass house… they must have thought the higher the floor then their neighbors won’t be able to see them fuck..haha”

“Y/N this isn’t funny. It’s barely even a joke. There’s 5 million dollars on the line here and we all agreed this is either a hoax or we should be worried. Can you please be a little more…oh i don’t know… SERIOUS!”  Your best friend reminds you.  After receiving an invitation to attend the worlds most haunted house for a night, you had to admit, you were skeptical. All “haunted” houses were always hoax and if by chance they actually turned out to be haunted, nothing ever happened. You quite enjoyed creepy shit to say the least, but this time you were offered a rather large reward if you made it out alive and well… you were going to test this “dangerously deadly” opportunity even if it killed you… *no pun intended* You were allowed to bring five other people of your choosing who will each receive an extra 500,000 for surviving the night, so you brought along your four best friends and your boyfriend of a year.

Taehyung is a brilliant, funny, and handsome young man you had met in the library of your school. Although he admitted to not going to your university, he had friends who had graduated and showed him how to sneak into the library to use our books. He was pre-med and was planning to attend Harvard in the fall. You valued his intelligence almost as much as you valued his good looks and well, maintained manners. You’re not sure why or how you found him but you were glad you did. It was odd though… for someone who was indifferent about scary things, he seemed to be more excited about this then you were. “AH IT’S BEAUTIFUL HUNNY! JUST LOOK AT IT” Tae marveled at the house as he walked up the front steps. “To think after we win this…this could be ours!” He smiled, grabbing your hand. “That wasn’t in the instructions.” You retorted. “It’s in the fine print!” He giggled walking into the living room. You shrugged it off before entering behind him. 

Stepping into the house you placed your bags on the floor by the couch and the coffee table. “Lighten up will you! This should be a breeze!” You smile plopping down onto the couch and placing your feet upon the table. “She’s right, this place is pretty sweet but in like every horror movie…. the nice houses often cause the most horrific killings so… let’s lay out some ground rules.” Kenny says, pulling out her notebook and readying herself to write notes. You agree, sitting up properly and being joined by Jenny, Kai, Tae and Leo. Just as you were about to speak, you could hear a swirling sound, as if metal plates were grinding together. “Hey… can you hear that?” Leo asks, getting up and heading for the next room. In the center of the room on the floor stood 13 rings with different cryptic symbols, that seemed to resemble hieroglyphics upon them, while the center rotates. “What the fuck is this!” Jenny yelled from a cross the room. 

A book with gold accents and a black leather casing laid still upon a pillar off to the corner. Old aged pages with writing in latin containing the same cryptic language as the floor stood upon the pillar but this time toward the center of the book were illustrations of disturbing depiction. At the bottom of the podium stood a note that read. “Now that you have come to play, make it out alive you must, to claim the treasure and the prize, your lives in our hands you trust. Stay the night, until morning with all our grizzly ghouls and ghost, to hold the gold and behold, the lives you love the most.” 

 “I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK THAT MEANS BUT I DON’T THINK WE SHOULD BE HERE” Kenny yelled, before rushing to grab her belongings. “Oh please! They're just trying to scare us!” You laughed, grabbing a pair of the glasses that laid on the table besides the book walking down the hall and down the staircase that was beside the podium.

Taking a few steps into the maze of glass, you found yourself tracing the letters on the walls. “See nothing to be…” A loud hiss sounds emerged from your right side, as you turned towards the glass. “…scared…” Looking to the side and nothing was there to be seen “…of…” As you moved closer to the glass from where the sound came from a loud bang ricochetted off the walls as a bloodied and battered man appeared with a bat continuously banging against the glass. “LET. ME. THE. FUCK. OUT!” He screamed, spitting blood on the glass with every word. His face had been torn to shreds on one side, his chest cavity completely visible, major lacerations to his torso and abdomen and his clothes torn to pieces. He wore a black and red plaid shirt and a leather jacket that had been burned off. “NOWWWW!!!” he growled. You screamed running back up the stairs afraid for your life. 

“WE HAVE TO LEAVE NOW! THIS ISN’T A FUCKING JOKE”! You grabbed your bag throwing your jacket and shirt into it and putting back on your shoes. Kenny right beside you with bag in hand. Just as she approached the opened sliding glass door with a cog, it slammed shut, the locking mechanisms springing into action. “We’re fucked!” You silently whispered, sliding to the floor and clutching your knees. The book falling right beside you. You noticed the piece of paper that had slid out of the back pages as everyone began to bang on the door and the rotating ring on the floor slowly turned into two rotating rings. “Every hour one of my pets will be released. If you can survive the 13 hours the money is yours. Use the glasses to see my friends up close and personal. And may God be with you…” 

“Pets…” you whispered to yourself. Sliding the glasses back on you read the list of pets and in what order they were going to be released. “ The First Born Son, The Torso, The Bounded, The Withered Lover, The Torn Prince, The Angry Prince, The Great Child and the Dire Father, The Pilgrim, The Hammer, The Jackal, The Juggernaut…and there’s one missing…. THERE’S ONE MISSING! WHO TF IS THE 13TH GHOST!” You screamed as everyone fell silent. 

“I don’t know wtf is going on but we got bigger things to worry about!” Leo shouted at you. Everyone’s glasses placed on their face as you picked up the pair you had in your hands, placing them on yourself. As blood droplets fell onto the scattered pages of the book,You looked above you, a nasty shiver running down your spine… 

The first ghost was out. 

#13 ghost #thirteen ghosts #bts #serial killer #13 ghosts #dope-yougot7 #dope yougot7 #bts scenarios #got7 scenarios #killer got7 #The Black Zodiac

[tweakerwolf]

Ren Endings 2 + 11 + 20

Couple of different endings here, all basement endings though

House:

You wake up in a strange house, confused... where are you? As you try to get your bearing, someone walks up to you and asks how you’re doing. You recognize him, he was at the bar, right... Ask him “...w-what happened?” because you can’t remember shit. Ren says that you were with him and Lawrence and then when you left to head home, you like, swayed and dropped to the floor... he didn’t want to just leave you there so he ended up bringing you home. You’ve been asleep for hours and Ren is just so helpful, he offers to make you some food. -Accept his offer- because maybe food will help you feel better. Ren rushes off to the kitchen to get started. As you sit in the chair, you realize that you’re chained to the wall, with a shackle around your ankle- WTF... and just after that, you realize that you’re also wearing some heavy thing around your neck too... You let out a surprised screech and Ren slowly makes his way back into the room, asking what’s wrong (it might just be me but his facial expression here is interesting lol like he’s extremely curious to find out how you’ll react to the collar). Ask him “W-why am I chained to the wall?” and he just tells you that there’s no reason to be worried. Trust him! He promises that you’ll be best friends very soon! Umm... that isn’t an answer to the question. 

Next you reach up and touch the collar, silently asking about that as well. Ren says it’s a gift for you! Tell him “If you want to be my friend... why would you do this?” You assure him that you’ll be his friend, he doesn’t have to resort to these tactics. Ren shakes his head and says that you don’t understand... he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a remote and comments that he needs to train you. Then he presses the button and you feel electric currents shoot through your body! (mini screen shakes for a bit) It’s a shock collar! You grab at the collar, wanting it off but you can’t get any leverage on it, it’s pretty thick. Ren starts talking about test #2... he orders you to sit down. -Obey- because you don’t want to be shocked again... It’s demeaning but if it keeps him happy right now, that’s important. So you sit on your knees and he praises you (light blue heart). Then he remembers dinner and runs off to go check on it. Once he’s gone, you climb onto the chair again and huddle there... trying to think of a way out. You decide that you can’t do anything until you get the remote from Ren... Then Ren is suddenly in front of you again- he moves so quietly! That’s going to be another problem... He has a plate for you and realizes that he forget to bring you a fork! As he walks off, ask “Can I... also have a knife?” because it’s hard to eat steak with just a fork. Surprisingly he agrees, bringing you back both pieces of silverware. You take a bite and it’s actually amazing! You might be chained to the wall with the threat of electric shocks hanging over your head... but at least he isn’t giving you shitty food on top of that! Ren wants to know how he did, instead of replying -attack him-! You’ve got a weapon, this is as good a chance as any! Lure him closer by saying there’s something in the potatoes... When he leans in, quickly swipe at his neck (purple heart) but he dodges. He’s faster than you anticipated and he looks pissed... He makes a comment about patience, referring some other “he” and then he harshly shocks you again. The food falls to the floor as you convulse and Ren tells you that you’re going hungry. He grabs everything and takes it to the kitchen, leaving you to sit there and wait. 

When he comes back he says that it’s time to take you to your room, to let you get settled in. He bends down to undo your shackle but first reminds you about the collar. Oh trust me, you don’t need reminding after that last time... -Let the timer run out- because you don’t want to damage your nerves too much :P Ren then leads you down the hall and opens the door to your bedroom. Hey, you get a bedroom all to yourself! And it’s furnished! Hell, there aren’t even bars on the windows... it isn’t what you were expecting at all. You catch Ren talking about sprucing up the room once he gets a better idea of what you might like- um?? That sounds like he plans on keeping you there long term... But that’s something for another day, we don’t want to piss him off or anything so just tell him “It’s... nice”- heaven forbid he stuffs you in a cage if you complain. He’s glad you like it (dark blue heart) and then he leaves you be... huh. You briefly look around the room and out the window, wondering just what the hell is going on. Then you sit on the bed, eventually falling asleep as you try to come up with some sort of explanation for Ren.

You wake up some time later to a quiet house. You put your ear to the door, straining to hear if Ren was awake, or even in the house. You try the handle and the door easily swings open. Clearly Ren doesn’t want to confine you to your room so -explore the house- he can’t get mad since he’s the one that left the door unlocked! He never said that you couldn’t! You head to the living room and the house is still quiet. Since it seems like Ren isn’t home right now, try to -leave the house-. This might be your only chance. As you walk to the door there’s suddenly a beeping noise coming from your collar... a warning? The more you think about it, the more it makes sense... Ren didn’t lock you in the room because he had to be certain that you couldn’t just escape... there was probably some sort of built in barrier around the house... fuck. -Go back to the living room- because no way in hell are you going to chance it. But, you still have some time to kill so -explore upstairs- next. You find a small bedroom that is just cluttered with things. It’s Ren’s room. You know because there’s a makeshift bed on the floor with blankets covered in his orange fur. He seems to be more fox-like than you would’ve guessed... he takes that cosplaying thing seriously! You back out of the room figuring that he might not appreciate you invading his personal space like that. Then another door in the house opens- he’s home! You hurry back to your bedroom, just in case! He didn’t seem to notice but you hear some thumps and quiet voices... someone is with him?

Before long he calls out for you and you hurry to the living room, there’s no point in trying his patience. After making sure that you got enough rest, he tells you to head into the ‘spare room’ (it’s a closet) for your surprise. The room is dark and it takes a moment for your eyes to adjust but as the shapes become clearer, you realize that there’s a man tied to a chair... Lawrence! Ren pops in and reveals that originally Lawrence was going to be his new friend but then you changed everything (I guess you shouldn’t have picked Law’s drink....). Ren tells you that he wants you to hurt Lawrence, kill him, because it will bring the two of you closer, you’ll be sharing something special. He pulls out a knife and hands it to you, then flashes the remote, warning you to not attack him again (heehee, he remembered!). As you hold the knife, you look at Lawrence... tell Ren “He didn’t do anything to deserve this” because if he was an asshole, that might make it a little easier... maybe. Ren tells you that this has nothing to do with what Law does or does not deserve. The world is unfair and Ren wants him to suffer so the two of you can experience something important. That’s just the way it is. Tell him that you don’t want to and he replies that you need to do it. It might be scary but after you do it, everything will be different. -Give in- because you can tell that Ren won’t back down from this. Step closer to Lawrence and -do it slowly- since you aren’t sure where to even start. You can’t just stab him in the throat, you don’t have it in you (even if that would be faster for Lawrence). You slide the knife along his arm, unsure... he jerks back, scared and in pain... You run the knife over his skin again. You can tell how much pain he’s in, can see in his eyes that he’s begging you to stop. You surprise yourself by telling him that there’s nothing he can do about it. There’s a moment of silence before you drag the knife across his thigh. He screams as you twist the knife, a new emotion stirring inside you. You assure Lawrence that you know what he’s feeling, you know what it’s like to be helpless... you have the collar around your neck after all. Then you slide the blade through his stomach (image of Lawrence’s intestines). Eventually his head falls to his chest. You laugh and look over at Ren, surprised to see a hint of fear in his eyes. You admit that it wasn’t so hard, slamming the knife into Law’s chest. Ren nervously tells you that you did great and tells you that he’ll clean up. You head out to the couch and sit down, relaxing. You close your eyes and doze.

Ren wakes you up after he finishes with the body and he’s wearing some new clothes. It’s Strade!Ren :D Suddenly the images from earlier come back to you and now you feel awful about it all... As you try to curl up, you find out that you’re chained again and you whimper. Ren thinks you seem gentle and you start to panic... he tells you to calm down because you’re safe with him. Tell him “You’re a monster!” Ren doesn’t like that... if you want to see monstrous, he’s only too happy to oblige. He pulls out the remote and shocks you until you black out.

Basement:

When you come to, you’re in the basement and Ren seems extra energized. Ren hasn’t tied you up yet because he wants you to undress first... he’s holding the remote. -Obey- because you know your earlier comment really pissed him off... You take off everything and then sit on the floor in front of the pole. Ren hurries and zip-ties your wrists behind you. Then he pulls out a knife and says that he’s going to give you a gift (oh boy.... another...?). Next thing you know, he’s straddling your lap and carving up your chest with the sharp blade. You suck in a breath at the pain and start to cry as the blade digs in deeper. When he’s done, you look down and realize that he’s carved a heart into your skin... (light blue heart). He asks if you like it. Tell him “No! You’re crazy!” Ren isn’t too happy with that answer (dark blue heart)... he claims that he hasn’t even gotten started yet. He turns and looks around for something, digging through the drawers until he finds a nail gun! Ren admits that he has no idea how it works and you watch as he tests it out on the work bench. There’s a loud bang as the nail is driven through the wood... um, what’s he gonna do with that?? 

You know what he’s going to do with it! You beg him to stop before he even gets close to you and he asks why. Yell that “you’re being crazy!” in the hopes that this time it’ll get through to him. It doesn’t... he just deadpans and tells you that you’re at his mercy so calling him crazy isn’t the smartest thing. He orders you to open your legs. When he holds up the remote as a reminder -obey- his command. I mean, if you refuse, you get shocked and then he forces your legs open anyways sooooo.... let’s just skip the shock part. Ren kneels between your thighs and touches you, your cheeks flush from embarrassment (or maybe arousal, I won’t judge). You feel him tug on your sensitive bits and when you open your eyes he pulls the trigger on the nail gun. You clamp your knees together automatically even though it does nothing for the pain. You’re shaking and sobbing, the pain is intense. Ren orders you to apologize. You stammer out an apology, barely remembering why he’s this mad in the first place. Oh right, you called him crazy... Ren is appeased and tells you that he’s only doing this because he loves you. You love him too right?

Ending 2:

Obviously you’re going to say “yes” because you have been well trained. No more going against Ren, nope, nope, nope. After you tell him that you love him, Ren stares at you, weighing your words... He doesn’t believe you, but he’ll give you a break all the same- you’re learning. He puts his foot down on your pierced flesh and tells you that even if you’re lying right now, he has all the time in the world to make it true. You realize that he’s never going to let you leave his house... Survived-  You got a new piercing.

“No” you don’t love him, he knows you don’t and you aren’t going to lie to please his ego any more! Ren really doesn’t like that answer at all, he’s sick of your back talk. Suddenly, without saying a word, he sets the nail gun down and goes upstairs. You pull at your ties, berating yourself for saying no... that was clearly a mistake... When he comes back down, he’s pointing a gun at your face. Oh.... shit... Ren comments that Strade (the aforementioned “he”???) had many tools, many knives, but only one gun. He rambles on and all you can think about is how you’re going to die... Once more he demands that you say you love him. -Do it-, reply without hesitation so he doesn’t shoot. Repeat it a few times too. Ren’s not stupid though... he can tell that you’d say anything right now because he has a gun pointed at you. He lowers the gun a bit and you start to say something but he interrupts you, shooting you in the leg (screen flashes white for a moment). You start to stammer out a sentence....

Ending 11:

The situation sinks in... honestly, getting shot probably isn’t the worst way to go... it’d be faster than the nail gun... -let timer run out- since you’re sick of Ren’s games. You’re in so much pain right now, you just want it to be over. Ren comments that he made a mistake... he knows that no one will ever love him like “he” did... it was a mistake to even try... Died- Ren shot you in the head.

OR

Ending 20:

-Profess your love- (timed answer), convince Ren that you mean it! You aren’t ready to die, not like this! Admit that you’ve never felt more alive- you’re scared and you’re in a lot of pain but... deep down, you know that this is where you’re supposed to be. You want to be with him, you need him. You lean forward, as much as you can and tell him that you belong to him. He reaches down and pats your head, saying that you’re off to a good start. Survived- you’re all his.

#Boyfriend to Death #Boyfriend to Death 2 #btd #btd2 #btd game #btd endings #btd Ren #Ren endings

[jungnoir]

in between the lines;

kim namjoon | "I’m a writer and you’re my character and wtf how the heck did you just literally climb out of my first draft?" | 2.1k words. | supernatural, fluff. requested.

a/n: i literally squealed when i got this request because I never get namjoon requests and this one is literally so up my alley, i can’t tell you how much. this reminded me of “W”. this is the song i listened to as i wrote.

He’s not real, he’s not real, he’s not real, he’s not real-

Fuck, he’s staring right at you.

There’s a question in his inquisitive brown eyes (god, you wrote that didn’t you?) that you cannot answer. At least, not at all logically. Because an hour ago when you had fallen asleep at your laptop, head propped awkwardly on top of your desk as you drooled away into sandman land, you had no idea you’d wake to a rather long finger poking at your shoulder tentatively, almost unsure in their movements. You had originally assumed that your roommate had come home from work early and was checking up on you because you had a tendency to fall asleep while working (blame your hyper imagination keeping you awake at all hours of the night), but when you had opened your eyes to come face to face with... well, him, you had promptly shoved him across the room and grabbed the nearest weapon to you. Unluckily for you, it had been a book, but it was a heavy book. If you aimed just right, you could possibly knock him unconscious and have just enough time to sneak away before-

“I’m... afraid I’m about as clueless as you are about how I got here, so I guess there’s no point in asking you how. But where exactly am I?” His voice is smooth, reminding you so very much of the very man you had been dreaming about before he had awoken you. Every rational part of your mind was telling you that you had gone crazy and that there was no way you could write and dream up a man just like that. There was... there was no way. Of course. Right?

“What’s your name? Tell me your name first and I’ll tell you where you are.” “I fail to see how knowing my name changes anything about where we are,” you wrote him as a bit of a smart-ass too, even if he was a polite one, “but it’s Kim Namjoon. Now can you tell me where we are or am I going to have to go look for myself?” There’s a threat in his voice that he’s willing to walk out of your apartment right now and onto those streets, but if you really weren’t hallucinating and this was the same Kim Namjoon that you had written an extensive character arc for over the last three months, then surely, this same Kim Namjoon would not survive in a world he didn’t exist in. You’d seen “W”, you knew what happened when you showed up in a world you didn’t belong in.

You thrust yourself before the towering man just before he can grab the doorknob, and blurt, “You’re in my house.” 

His eyes narrow at you, calculating your next move, just how you’d written him to be. Namjoon was thinker; he made no moves before thinking them over. You wouldn’t be surprised if he’d already thought up an escape plan if you proved difficult or untrustworthy. “Where is your house? Is it in Seoul?” 

“Uh... not exactly Seoul but-” “Did you kidnap me?” He interrupts, shock taking over his face before you can even dream to explain yourself. 

“No!” You shout, sounding none too inconspicuous. His eyes narrow even more. “I mean... No. I don’t go around kidnapping people. And I’m pretty sure I couldn’t carry you even if I tried. I’m just a writer. See?” You hold up your hands to him as if it would be solid proof of your profession.

“Then how am I... is this a dream again?” He moves back some, a hand flying up to his face. His hands brush the rims of his black glasses and he’s tearing them off the bridge of his nose with a noise of discomfort. The backs of his knees hitting the edge of your bed, he falls down into a seated position and places his elbows on his knees, looking none too comforted by the way you cautiously step forward.

You had also written his character very thoughtful and very prone to existential crises, as if to add more to your plate. Why, if you told him that he was simply a character you’d written in a book and that he didn’t exist anywhere out of your imagination, the poor guy would explode. Or implode. He’d definitely self-destruct in some way.

You made your way over to him, his head bowed and his gaze uneven on the patterned rug beneath his immaculately cleaned loafers. When you kneeled before him, his eyes shot up to yours and something akin to hopelessness swept over his expression. One minute, you were writing Namjoon in the midst of a thriller novel as the main protagonist and withdrawn detective. Now he was in your bedroom, seated on a Hello Kitty throw blanket and clutching at his jeans for dear life. He’d usually be able to deduct situations like these fairly easily but... you were strange. Far stranger than anyone he had ever encountered, and you were currently looking at him like a pitiful mother telling their child Santa wasn’t real.

What exactly were you hiding that made you look so lost and melancholy?

“Namjoon... what is the last thing you remember?” You start your first attempt at ordering your thoughts, hand hesitantly coming to rest over top his knee. He flinches at first and you pull your hand back, and oddly... he feels a little less comforted without your touch all of a sudden. 

He clears his throat anyway, “I just remember... I was working on this case I’d been stuck on for weeks,” he begins to recite the opening scene you had been working on before you fell asleep, to make matters creepier, “and I... I received an e-mail of some sort. It said I was the lucky winner of a trip to Cancun. Of course, I didn’t believe it, but the minute I opened it, my computer completely froze. That’s all I remember before blacking out and waking up on your bedroom floor.”

Okay, that, you didn’t write.

What you had written was one of his trusty companions at the police station entering his office and telling him that they had found another dead body similar to the one in the case Namjoon had been working on. That’s how you were writing your story. There was no e-mail or computer freezing nonsense anywhere on your first draft.

Wait. Your draft.

Darting up, much to Namjoon’s surprise, you run over to your desk to click on your laptop, the screen having gone black while you had been asleep. Quietly, Namjoon made his way behind you and looked over your shoulder, curious as to what you were so frantically searching for. You pulled up your documents program, fully expecting the underwhelming one thousand word first draft you had been tirelessly perfecting, only to find a blank document. There was nothing there, as if you had fallen asleep on... nothing.

With lightning fast reflexes, your fingers moved to bring up all the documents and files on your computer, searching for key words, everything. There was currently nothing proving that you had written him, that you had written anything, and it was making your skin crawl.

“What are you looking for?” Namjoon asks, moving in impossibly closer to you. His stunning appearance catches you off guard for just a moment, your eyes locking with his. There’s an undeniable fear in those chocolate irises of his, but they are as concealed as can be. You had written that about him too. 

With a shaky breath, you think over how exactly you can explain your predicament now with legitimately no proof whatsoever. There was no trace of your writing of him anywhere; even the outlines that you had slaved over, bled, sweated, and cried over... they were gone. “I don’t know how to tell you this, but I... I created you.”

Just as you expect, Namjoon looks completely unconvinced. “Funny. You look nothing like my mother.”

Ah, and there was the sarcasm again.

But you have no time for that when you’re promptly losing your mind, “Namjoon, listen to me. This is gonna sound wild and unbelievable and if I was in your shoes I’d feel the very same, but I’m telling you the truth through and through. I wrote you. I’ve been writing your traits and your life and your appearance for the last three months and you’re exactly like the Kim Namjoon I made, born September 12th in 1994. You’re a virgo and even though you claim you don’t believe in horoscopes you check yours every morning in the newspaper because your mother believes it and it intrigues you. You build model boats in your spare time and despite what everyone thinks of you, you prefer Kendrick Lamar over Bach and Mozart anyday. I wrote you. Believe me, I made you with my own two hands and every word in my vocabulary.”

He stares. And stares. You can’t even tell if he’s really listening to you because he looks completely out of it.

Then, “So... there is a god. And it’s a girl.” 

Well... that was a very Namjoon response.

“I’m no god, I just wrote you. Like a character in a book, I wrote you. And that bit about your computer glitching? Didn’t write that. Whatever is going on... it’s... it’s far beyond me, Namjoon. I can’t explain it, but something strange brought you here and for what purpose, I can’t tell.”

Very unlike Namjoon however, he nods and doesn’t close in on himself like you’d expected him too. His arms fold over his chest, but he looks at you with a decisiveness that is stronger than you anticipated, and you wonder if maybe he’s just playing you long enough to get out of here and find out the “truth” himself, but you have no choice but to tell him all that you know. You’d mourn over all of your hard work being molded into a real person later. Right now, the man you’d written was here, and it didn’t look like he was going anywhere else anytime soon. 

“Can I know your name then?” He asks, lip twitching a bit when you give him a wide-eyed look in return. You stutter over the syllables of your name but otherwise get it out to him, and he hums, processing it inwardly. He repeats your name on his tongue a few times like a mantra, and sighs.

Clasping his hands together, he’s about to ask you something else, but the door to your room flies open and-

“(Y/N)! You better not be sleeping- oh...” Your face takes on an expression of pire horror as your roommate and best friend of ten years, Jeon Jungkook, stands in the doorway with a lost puppy look in his eyes upon seeing Namjoon sitting atop your desk, a little too close for Jungkook’s comfort. “A dude.” Is all Jungkook says a moment later.

“Jungkook, what have I told you about knocking?” You growl, pushing yourself up from your seat and nearing him. 

Jungkook’s eyes bug a little at your angered glare but his lips turn up into a mischievous smile just as Namjoon raises a brow, “Why? We’ve seen each other naked plenty of times before.”

Your sheer mortification leaves you beating on Jungkook’s chest, desperately trying to get him out of your room, but the extremely tall muscle bunny does nothing but nod his head at Namjoon, “Don’t mean to make the stranger over there jealous, but I and (Y/N) go wayyyy back. You couldn’t possibly understand our bond.” Jungkook’s words get even worse the longer he talks, and you’re very tempted to stuff a sock down his throat and let him choke alone in the hallway.

You look to Namjoon to explain that this is definitely not what he thinks it is, but the older boy is completely unbothered. In fact... he’s even smiling? “You two may go way back, but I’m (Y/N)’s boyfriend, so... I kind of trump you in this little game of yours, don’t I?”

Both yours and Jungkook’s mouths drop in awe, and Jungkook is immediately grinning ear to ear, eyes searching yours with expectancy, “You got a dude?! And you didn’t tell your best friend? How long has this been going on? Are you guys just fuck buddies or is this a relationship for the long haul? Does your mom know about him? Should I tell her-” You manage to shove Jungkook out of the room and slam the door shut and locked, his voice still carrying through the wood but still considerably muffled. When you turn to chance a glance at “your boyfriend”, Namjoon is still all smiles, although he looks a little less smug this time around.

“He’s a cute kid.” “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you sounded jealous.” “You don’t know any better, then.” Namjoon finishes, with a very questionably disgruntled look on his face that makes you stifle a giggle.

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[the5thelement]

My best friend and I are literally like each others soul mate. So when we get along with each other’s boyfriends it just makes life so easy. Last week we went shopping with her boyfriend because i liked his hoodie so he took us to the store he got it and was looking for it for me. We couldn’t find it but I spotted another hoodie with a single embroidered rose I loved but it wasn’t in a color I liked and as I was walking out he found it for me 🤗 so yesterday she sent a pic of him walking into a restaurant with the original hoodie and I was like he looks ugly in that hoodie and he sent me the finger🖕 then sent another picture holding up the napkin from the restaurant that had a single rose on it and held it to his chest and said you like like it now? Yesterday I was on snap video with our other friend and him, they all live together and We just cracked jokes and like showed off our dogs and my dogs tricks and when he went on the camera I was like BANG BANG bitch and he dropped to the floor😂😂 Like my friends and I are so close when we start relationships we joke around like her mans 2nd to me. Nothing crazy but well just mess around and when they understand our friendship and plays along too I know it makes it easier on her. Not that I’ve ever had any issue with her exes, except she literally broke up with her last boyfriend because he became a douche but also was legitimately jealous of me 😂 honestly, he was fucking crazy and cut me off one time on the highway because I was following her in my car but didn’t let him go firsts we pulled out of the street. 😳 first of all I didn’t know where the fuck I was going so I pulled behind her first because I knew if he got stopped at a light he would know his way, which is exactly what happened she and I made it through the light and he got stopped, well right before we got off the last exit he fucking cut me off and almost made me crash and I know he knew it was my car because he drove behind me for 10fucking min. Another time we were walking home from a bar and he pretended to be so drunk he needed to walk holding both of us but when we got to the last block he walked away perfectly fine and she and I looked each other like wtf just happened. Crazy shit that you would never think of and we never even fucked around with him like we do to her current boyfriend, like how are you going to act jealous of your girls best friend?! Anyway, wether or not her man and I get along so well I always support her but I know it makes it easier for her especially when she’s got a lot on her plate when her man gets along really well with her son and with her best friends. It just becomes like a family and I know she likes and wants that dynamic. It makes me happy knowing my friend is happy❣️🌹