#THIS FREAKING NUMBER THINGY I HATE IT >:(

[ivelte]

Soooo that was a day uh. First Aypierre, Baguera and Etoiles wish Foolish a happy birthday, AND THEN ATTACK ATTACK AND ATTACK AGAIN. Never trust butterfly i guess.

#qsmp #qsmp fanart #qsmp global #qsmp france #qsmp french #aypierre #baghera jones #etoiles #foolish #pomme #minecraft #fanart #my art #I WAS SO SCARED DURING THE WHOLE STREAM OMG #THIS FREAKING NUMBER THINGY I HATE IT >:( #My poor little sweet Pomme i'm so happy that you are okay TwT

[angelfic]

Hi babes!, I was wondering if I could request a Lorenzo Berkshire fic from the event?, here’s the thingy!, forbidden love + prompt 18!, sorry if this was a little confusing I have never requested something from a event 😭, but please and thank you!!,

- oh and!, if it’s okay could you pick out an emoji for me ?, to be like an emoji anon!!, that’s it!! <333

hi, angel!! thank you sm for the request, not confusing at all, my love! writing this has made me realise there’s a criminally small number of lorenzo fics :( am very happy to oblige haha how’s the 🍓 emoji?

lorenzo berkshire x reader + forbidden romance + “yeah, I love you. so what?”

➺ part of my 2k milestone writing game

You’re struggling with keeping all of your limbs inside the invisibility cloak you borrowed from Harry when Peeves glides into the empty classroom. You freeze in place until he floats his way back out, all the while singing what you’re sure is some kind of stupid limerick.

Okay, so you stole the cloak and it’s after curfew and if Peeves catches you, you’re in a million different kinds of trouble. Nevertheless, you relax slightly when you’re alone again, remaining under the cloak to consult the Marauder’s Map that you also may have taken without express permission. Okay, any permission at all.

Scanning the unfolded piece of parchment, your eyes land on Lorenzo’s name which seems to have stopped in place at… the classroom that you’re in.

You look up to find the classroom still empty, but before you can get up to investigate, a set of arms wraps around you from behind and you gasp, barely able to contain a shriek of fright.

You wriggle out from under the invisibility cloak, turning around on the table you’re perched on to find Lorenzo grinning at you, eyes twinkling with mischief.

“What the fuck, Enzo?!” you whisper-scream, smacking his arm. He merely giggles and brings your legs around on the table so you’re facing him, hands remaining on your thighs. He leans in to press a chaste kiss against your lips and you quickly kiss him back before pulling away to look at him, confused. “How the hell did you see me under the cloak?”

“Your shoe laces were hanging out the bottom, love,” he explains, smirking as he looks down at the untied pair of converse you quickly pulled on when you snuck out of your dorm in pyjamas.

You frown at the offending laces, swinging ur legs back and forth between where Lorenzo stands. “Have to remember that for next time.”

“Why does there have to be a next time?” Lorenzo groans, voicing his frustrations about your very secret relationship yet again. “I don’t want to have to see you in dark classrooms or broom cupboards or anywhere secret. I still don’t understand why we can’t just tell people.”

“You know why, Enzo,” you say gently, tracing circles on the back of his hand with your finger. “My friends would freak out, your friends would freak out…”

“Okay, well, my friends can sod off,” Lorenzo says, matter-of-fact as he holds up two fingers and starts checking them off. “And your friends love me. There we are. Easily solved.”

You can’t help letting out a laugh at that and you drop your head onto Lorenzo’s shoulder to stifle your snorting. “My friends don’t love you, they just hate you the least.”

“What I’m hearing is that they don’t hate me the most,” he murmurs, peppering kisses along your jaw and down to your neck. “I’m taking that as a win.”

“You just don’t give up, do you?” you sigh, shivering from the brushing of his lips against your collarbone. “They’re just- Shit! Peeves!”

You push Lorenzo off you, startling him when you point to the giggling poltergeist who floats above the two of you. Before he can begin shrieking about the two of you and wake up the entire castle, Lorenzo whips out his wand and casts ‘Langlock’, causing whatever Peeves was about to say to turn into choking gurgles.

“You better keep quiet, you meddling little-” Lorenzo cuts himself off when Peeves zooms out of the classroom, clearly having lost interest in the situation at hand since he can’t weigh in on it. “Well, it was a good effort.”

“We had a good run,” you agree, frowning at the wall that Peeves just passed through. “And by tomorrow the entire school is going to know I love a Slytherin boy. Merlin, I’ll be the laughing stock of Gryffindor. Not as bad as the exile sentence into the mountains you’ll be getting though.”

“I can hardly breathe for laughing,” Lorenzo says drily, although his lips turn up into a reluctant smile. “There’ll be no exile, because they’re going to have to deal with it. Yeah, I love you. So what? Like I said, they can sod off.”

Knowing full well that Peeves is going to be making his rounds at every table in the Great Hall during breakfast, you have no doubt Lorenzo will be having to endure a similar conversation to you with his own friends. “I’d love to see you tell them exactly that,” you grin.

“Sit at the Slytherin table with me tomorrow and you will,” Lorenzo says cheekily, shifting you closer by your hips. You loop your arms around his neck and drop a kiss onto the tip of his nose.

“Not even if Godric Gryffindor himself came and kicked me off my table.”

#lorenzo berkshire x reader #lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire x you #enzo berkshire #lorenzo x reader #lorenzo berkshire scenarios #lorenzo berkshire imagines #lorenzo berkshire fanfiction #2k writing game #🍓 anon #requests #anon #asks

[ipoxcky]

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spider-verse_headcanons

MILES MORALES:

whenever he gets nervous/embarrassed, he'll turn part of himself invisible, like maybe he'll stick his hand in his pocket and make it go invisible

SCENARIO: at the college admissions office, rio would tell the lady, "he makes sure that he recites his time tables every night so that he can't mess up on those challenging calculus problems!" and then he would do the invisible thing and go "stop, mami, she doesn't need to know that..."

he'll also put his head on the desk with his hood up and turn his face invisible in school if he's bored

he would probably also do that when he's crying

did the invisible hand thing with fake blood to prank ganke on april fools, ganke freaked out and almost called an ambulance before miles told him it's a prank

had a shoe-collecting phase at some point

aggressively tender headed bc his hair is always nappy from putting on the suit and his mom goes CRAZY with the comb

got little twists in his head when he was younger, but now he keeps it out. his mom will still twist his hair occasionally just for fun and he hates it

secret SoundCloud rapper whose account has like 20 followers and it's him just freestyling. the only person he told about the acc was uncle aaron who's his number one fan

PAVITR PRAHABKAR:

always pulls the "is it bc i'm _____?" card, ESPECIALLY with hobie just to mess with him and hobie would go "don't chat to me mate i don't even like the u.k. myself"

talks with his hands definitely

has seen every romance movie known to man and forces the others to watch them with him if they can

VERY facially expressive, throws the STANKIEST faces at people he doesn't like, yes he's good at reading others but it doesn't take much to read him

falls over when something shocks him bc it's like his little joke

laughs to himself a lot but doesn't tell anyone why

knows a bunch of horror stories on command, the first spiderpeople sleepover he freaked everyone out and miles couldn't sleep without the light on

just dance GOD

can raise both eyebrows individually

GWEN STACY:

had an agressive minecraft phase when she was 8 where she got the creeper hoodie and never took it off

definitely had a full pixie cut at some point

theater kid, definitely goes to watch broadway shows with her dad every so often, has met famous people because of it, her favorite one is probably dear evan hansen (idk i haven't seen it)

ben platt worshipper

drums on anything she can get her hands on

music blaster

tried electric guitar for a blip of a moment

morning person, stretches anywhere and everywhere

her favorite thing is DESTROYING pointe shoes because she can take out all her anger. this one time it got to a point where after her shoe destroying sesh she started crying because she didn't realize she had so much pain built up inside her

tutu hater

takes french and already knows a ton from ballet

wheeze laugher

pastel note taker

really pretty handwriting when she tries, chicken scratch when she doesn't

HOBIE BROWN:

surprisingly good american accent

knows a bunch of magic tricks to entertain kids experiencing homelessness on the street

headphones always on so they're absolutely demolished and holding on for dear life, too bothered to get a new pair

REALLY good with kids, does anything to help them preserve their childhood because he feels like his was gone too quickly

good whistler

beats everyone in board games

knows a lot about politics for someone who doesn't rlly like them

can judge people's character based on first glance

black nail polish never leaves his fingers

goes on really long rants about the state of the world

reads self help + philosophy books

hops the subway/metro thingy

lips always moisturized, but his hands and knees r lowkey ashy sometimes (i'm blk it's okay y'all)

doesn't drink soda

tries to be vegetarian because of the stuff he's seen (worked at a fast food restaurant and was grossed out about the stuff they were serving), that and he loves animals so

natural remedy kind of guy who would drink chlorophyll water

dreams of being a tattoo artist

uses sound effects of random things in his music, raps/sings his poetry about capitalism and stuff

keeps tin jars and cans

doesn't kill bugs and instead lets them go free

#across the spiderverse #spiderman #into the spider verse #miles morales #gwen stacy #hobie brown #spider punk #pavitr prabhakar #atsv #spiderman atsv #spoiler free #headcanons

[seattlesellie]

Ellie would hate going shopping , so when u do take her somewhere to get like jeans , she start to freak out when she see’s the numbers for the sizes instead of just “ small “ or “ medium “ . And she’d start asking u what size she wears and you’d be like “ ellie idk !?! , “ ( love ur writing btw 🤭 )

ily thank u 💗💗 also i have a drabble/hc’s thingy sitting in my drafts about going to the mall w ellie n abby (like separately) n she definitely doesn’t know shit about color shades as well !!! and meets a random dad outside of a store while you’re trying on things n starts talking to him about building a new patio and now he’s her new bffie

#𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 anon 🎀

[vexic929]

For Iris West (canon), Beth (yours) and Nikoletta (mine, no pressure)

1, 2, 5, 9, 12, 20, and 25?

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

Iris: this is the most resilient woman in the world I swear omg she's so strong and brave and kind and smart and gorgeous like how could anyone NOT like her??

Beth: since she's mine I'm gonna talk about why I like writing her instead of just her lol she's really fun to write, she's so earnest and genuine but also snarky and I try to show the people who influenced her in her life reflected in her personality, like there are moments that are very Barry or very Iris <3333

Nikoletta: goodness but she's badass lol and her relationship with Abner is EVERYTHING, they're so perfect

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

Iris: again, resilient! girlie can really hold her own in any situation

Beth: right now it's all the little canon things that make up her personality that I'm loving adding to lol like what classes she's taking in uni and who she was friends with in high school

Nikoletta: I love her style she's so freaking cool lol

5. What’s the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Iris: (Rei Yasuda absolutely kills it live)

Beth:

Nikoletta:

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

I'm gonna be honest, I hate being roommates with anybody so in general no XD but that's no fault of any of theirs, I'm sure they'd be perfectly fine roommates lol

12. What’s a headcanon you have for this character?

Iris: in polyam scenarios, Iris always acts as Barry's wingman

Beth: she and Percy have entire text conversations that are indecipherable emoji hieroglyphs

Nikoletta: she befriended every stray cat she met as a child

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn’t matter?

Iris: Cisco and Caitlin and Linda and Kara!!! Iris deserves all the besties honestly

Beth: Percy and Caitlin (and later Jesse), I love their friendships <3333

Nikoletta: I think Cleo but I'm biased cause she and Harley are my favorites XD

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Iris: Iris in the pilot is...I think they wrote her a bit ditzier or not as intelligent initially, I was rewatching the pilot the other day and the number of time she says "thingy" in the span of like 2 minutes was annoying and kind of infantilizing imo, fortunately they fixed this and I liked her a lot more after the first couple episodes

Beth: I was originally going to make her a lot younger but I didn't want her to end up Berrie but slightly to the left lol I like the current version I have for her a lot

Nikoletta: first impression - she's so cool what a great concept Abner deserves all the happiness! now - "I've had Nikoletta for 5 minutes and if anything happened to her I'd kill everyone in this room and then myself" lol

#practically-an-x-man #practically an x man #vexic answers #vexic lives #ask game #iris west #iris west-allen #iris west allen #vexic ocs #beth allen #pax ocs

[maritime-melodies-multiverse]

Maritime Melodies Across the Multiverse

It's so confusing travelling between universes. The space between is an actual place, but not really. It's representative of where you... you know what? Forget it.

It's about midnight, when things calm down and get sorted out with the police. Marie hides in the shadows, and Callie tries to explain. They... don't understand the multiverse, and even the idiot's guide with the rock goes over their heads. Maybe Callie shouldn't have opened her mouth, and just left them be. One bad explanation later, Marie quickly punched in some numbers into the watch, specifically '928'. That number alone, didn't ring any bells for Callie. She just thought it was like... co-ordinates? Or... something else. It's important.

"What does the watch thingie do?" She decided to sling a question at Marie, entranced by... the screen... and the shiny metal...

"It's a device that lets us travel between universes. It's extremely fragile. Don't be stupid, and break it like you always do."

...break it? Like... she always does?

Callie pulls away. She's never broken any of Marie's things. She's never touched them. Is this an alternative version of herself? Who was this Callie, that Marie was familiar with? She must've been an entirely different person, and that freaked her the shell out. "I wouldn't, Marie, I swear. I've never broken anything on purp-"

"Yeah. You have. Quit lying."

Her 'cousin', begins to walk away, and fire up the portal. It's an orange matrix of holograms going into an abyss. It looks similar to the watch. She heaves a sigh, and gives her some instructions about going through.

"Word of warning, before we go in. If you land face first, you'll hit the ground and it'll hurt. I learnt that the hard way, so make sure you land feet first." Marie said, opening a portal. Objects and rubble hovered above the ground, alerting the police officers. Was... was that... Marie? None of them dare approach. The entire force was already confused enough with the Lobster.

The Lobster!

"Shouldn't we worry about the... the dude? The bad guy?" Callie asked, turning and looking at the unconscious thing on the ground. He looked... broken, ass thoroughly kicked. Marie thought the same, but the way she viewed it, that was a good thing.

"Oh, yeah. Take him with us. We'll need him before he glitches out of existence."

Callie shot her cousin a glare of disbelief. Glitch... out of existence? She turned her gaze back to him, and almost on cue... he started to freak out. Colours that she had never seen before zipped in and out of reality, and contorted his body in ways that shouldn't be possible. It surprised her, and she yelped in response to his convulsion.

Now, she hesitated to touch him and bring him back. She didn't wanna touch him while he was doing that. That's so weird. She hates it. But... Marie, or at least... this Marie wouldn't leave until they got him. So... she picked him up, and dragged him by the ankles.

This guy isn't squishy like an Inkling. He has fuzz on his face. Weeeiiiiird. She feels around, out of curiosity, and immediately regrets doing so.

"Marie. This guy is a real weirdo. He's proportioned wrong and has hard stuff inside his legs." She hollers to Marie, wanting to break the uncomfortable vibes of carrying a thing like the Lobster.

"Those are bones, Callie. That's a human being."

"...Oh. Okay."

She takes a second to process that she just beat up a long-extinct species. After contemplating, she webs up his ankles and drags him by that before tossing him into the portal. "You too," Marie declared, and kicked her cousin in as well, "we're all going."

And like that, Shellendorf Institute, is left with only the police.

The next thing Callie can see properly is a tunnel guiding her across the multiverse. Looking out, it felt like a shifting, chaotic mess of galactic fireworks. Blips of stars and planets appearing and disappearing at random. Little specks of light, flying across just like she and Marie were. It's fantastic. It's terrifying. It's awe-inspiring. It's maddening. It's everything she's ever seen and nothing she's ever seen.

How long has this been kept from her?

A cold wind rushes past her, snapping her back to reality. In the distance, she catches a bead of light forming. Closer, and closer still, before a blinding white light forces her to close her eyes.

"OH! WE'RE GOING FASTER THAN I'D LIKE-"

THUD!

The two land, with the Lobster in tow. Callie had remembered to land feet first, and although angry at her 'cousin', Marie gave a thumbs up. That mask of hers wasn't the best at depicting emotion, so she had to substitute. She thought a thumbs up was a good way to ask if she's okay, without showing it on her face.

"You good?"

"...yeah... I'm good."

As her eyes adjust, Callie stares out at the sprawling complex of bridges, towers, paths... the works. It's almost too much for her to handle. People of all shapes and sizes, were walking up them. They were wall crawling up them, just like how she would. The powder white pillars climbing high into the air, branching off at points where they intersected with a bridge or an entrance. The sheer amount of light in this place reminded her of an airy, open temple. The architecture jogged her memory of something else as well. The watch. It shared a similar design mantra as the watch, with those hard angles. Perhaps not as clean and snow white as the buildings, but they certainly had the same... 'style.'

More people like the Lobster are going about their business. They're just like him. Some are larger, some are thinner... but they all have that weird fuzz, if it's on their suits.

They're all like he-

Oh! Ah. Ow... oohh. Okay. Yeah. That. That's a lo...t...

Her Spider-Sense goes haywire, and Callie clutches her head for a few seconds. Marie waits close by, the Lobster twitching. He's still alive. Both him, and Callie come to, and Callie is once again looking around.

"WH-HEY! GET THIS STUFF OFF ME!" The Lobster brazenly blurts out, thrashing and writhing like a fly in a spider web. Marie seems to take notice to his flailing, and what surprises Callie and the Lobster is that she speaks in the same tongue as him.

"No. We're going send home." Marie responds in broken English, to the Lobster. He seems to understand, but still looks like he'll murder them both. That is, until another human walks by, and seems to understand that there's a villain. They pick him up, and Marie says her thanks to them.

...off he goes, then.

Never to be seen by Callie or Marie again.


"Where's he going...?" Callie asks her cousin. She's curious. How will they send him home? Do they find his home universe... and then drop him off there? She has so many questions about how large this place is, and... how Marie got that watch.

"Not important. You don't need to worry, so don't. What you don't know, is good for you."

Shit... was Marie always this harsh on Callie? Yeah, she's sarcastic, and won't ever give you a straight answer, but she was never flat out rude. It gives Callie a feeling of unease, as they start to navigate the complex. "This is the er, Spider-Society. It's a multiversal group of elite Spider-People who make sure the multiverse doesn't collapse, and I'm one of 'em." She explains to Callie, giving a fist bump to a passing Spider who seems to know them.

"Hold on a second, Spider-People?" She questions Marie. How many...

"Yeah. Spider-People. Turns out, there's a whole lot of us, and it's not just one guy. They're all different, and shell, you'll see a couple who are from similar universes to us."

"Like... more of me and you?"

"Nah."

"Like them."

(YAAAAHOOO!! had this sitting around in my docs for a short while now and finally decided to put it here. feel free to season with salt and pepper

#maritime melodies across the multiverse #splatoon au #callie cuttlefish #marie cuttlefish #squid sisters #atsv #atsv au #I SWEAR GUYS IM NOT DEAD

[transsexualhamlet]

hey for that fucked up ask game thingy u should answer for us!!!!!!!! OK ok fine I don't wanna pick numbers so just do the ones that appeal to u but give me melkor n fëanor and shin soukoku grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

horrible ask game

aSDHGHHFDS actually so true. i think i would probably bite you first. im definitely the fungus by the way you describe me in your letters and i think to be edgy and different i get to die first. something hot like a stab wound. and you get to guren over it. we did the jesus judas thing in the bsd server thats well established<3

but also hi thank god someone asked me for melkor and feanor when i read it i thought of them immediately. shin soukoku is also very good for this. they both share the "they dont kiss because they hate each other" and also. cocaine

obviously for melkor and fëanor some of these dont apply such as again the dying one I really do not think that could be much altered its the whole. fate thing. Melkor wants to consume that man so so so so so so so bad its a PROBLEM. and he doesnt GET to because he knowwws it would be like his bigass dog that ate the silmaril and instead it is fëanor's mere memory in these jewels that continue to eat away at him until he is nothing. you know. melkor is the ant also! as can be gleaned from what i just said. "who is the dog and who is the master" question so funny because melkor is 100 percent the dog who are we even kidding ourselves here ive written like 15 pages of this fic and that particular metaphor has already been made at least six times put that beast on a leash. cigarette ash is also melkor. he's a freak

as to shin soukoku theyre hard. we've already literally seen the role reversal au of them and that's really fascinating because neither of them technically really die in either version . it would always be in front of each other i think not always be each other's hands but sometimes definitely. and theyre also both dogs theyre in a dog dog relationship and they both bite a Lot. jesus definitely wanted it here im not gonna lie to you. i dont think its possible for either of them to smoke considering akutagawa would drop dead and atsushi would get Scared. the betrayed is definitely proud atsushi is bad at it but i think he is.

#rowan gets yelled at #ask game #this is sure .

[navalcriminalimagines]

"Can you shut up for once in your life?" and "Did you just rip my pants?" With Gibbs please

That wasn't an easy one, but it turned out okay, I think? Let me know! ❤️

Also, am I the only one that never understood the character of Allison Hart? She was--useless, wasn't she?

Tags: @hotch-meeeeeuppppp

Shut up

Saying you're pissed is an understatement. You're annoyed, sad and hurt. For the past few weeks, everything is going downhill and you can't see the light at the end of the tunnel.

It's started with this lawyer showing up on purpose to be in your boss's way. According to Rule 13: Never involve lawyers, Gibbs should have turned her down - especially since she's working for Colonel Bell, but somehow, your stupid boss seems interested in her. Now, there are chatters in the team, saying that they actually hooked up at some point.

Were you jealous? Yeah, maybe. Well, okay, you definitely are. But it's your fault, you've had this crush on Gibbs from the moment you met him, but you never acted on it. You respect his rules, no matter how much you hate some of them, mostly the number 12.

Then, you had an unexpected visit from your mother, over the weekend. You and her never had the best relationship, but it's gotten worst since you're an adult. She doesn't understand your life choices and doesn't chew her words with you. She spent the entire weekend telling you that you should quit your job to do something less dangerous, and more 'intellectual', and that you should go out and meet somebody cause "you're not getting any younger, sweetie. Women have a biological clock, remember."

Her flight back home never came soon enough.

Lastly, this shitty case came in. Not only, it's a fucking mess, but it involves FBI and most importantly, your stupid ex. Worst part is, he's being all nice and charming with you, as if he never cheated on you and broke your heart years ago.

"I can't believe you hired him, Fornell," you mutter to the Senior FBI Agent, as the two of you are in the elevator.

"I didn't. He was assigned to this case, and I think he asked for it," Tobias looks intensely at you to make sure you understand what he means.

"Great, exactly what I needed," you growl.

"You seem pretty off, Y/N. Is everything okay?"

"I don't know what I'm doing with my life, but other than that, yeah, everything is amazing," you sarcastically say to him. Thankfully, the doors open at the same moment and you rush to the bullpen.

As if the world is testing you and your patience, Kyle is here, along with that lawyer Allison Hart. You sit at your desk, avoiding everyone, until Gibbs orders you to follow him to Abby's lab.

"Can I come, too?" Kyle asks.

You look at Gibbs for support, hoping he'd turn him down, but that bastard just motions him to follow. He knows who Kyle is, he knows what he did to you, why in the world is he forcing you to spend time with him? Does he hate you that much?

In the elevator, you stand in the back, arms crossed over your chest. Kyle and Gibbs are standing in front of you. When the doors close, Gibbs takes a quick peak at you over his shoulder. You shot him a death glare and he smirks.

* * * * *

Finally, thanks to Abby and her magic, a breakthrough comes in. Quickly, you and Gibbs are gearing up to go to a suspect house, while Ziva and Tim are waited at the Pentagon. "What are you doing?" Gibbs says to Kyle who's getting ready too.

"Coming with you? It's a joined case,"

"Fornell, explain things to your Probie,"

You can't help but smile at that. That's your Gibbs.

At the house - which is withdraw from civilization, Gibbs takes you with him to one side, while Tim and Ziva goes to the other. As you're circling the house, you can hear gunshots in your direction. In a second, Gibbs grabs your arm and hides the both of you behind a reversed table.

"Oh, great! I can't catch a break, can I?" you exclaim. "First my mum messes up with my head, then my bastard ex shows up, and now I'm being shot at! Not to mention, you. You're being a pain in the ass, Gibbs. What the hell are you doing with that lawyer, anyway? Have you forgotten about your own damn rules? You spend so much time making sure we know and respect them, and you just-- you--"

“Can you shut up for once in your life?” he barks. That's all he has to say? "You're rambling,"

"Yeah, well, at least, one of us is talking," you shot back.

"Now is not the time, L/N,"

You take a deep breath. Maybe he's right, but talking is your response to being shot at. You can't help it, it prevents you from freaking out. "Maybe we can go now," you say, taking a look at the house. "Seems clear,"

"I can see him, second window on the left. Cover me,"

You do as told. You directly shoot at the window Gibbs mentioned, while your boss rushes inside the house. Quickly, you're no longer being shot back at, but you can hear someone running away from the house. You rush behind him, unfortunately you don't have any bullets left. The man manages to get in his car and drives away.

After cursing at loud, you get back inside the house, looking for Gibbs, that you find in the kitchen, sitting on the floor.

"What the hell happened?" you yell at him.

"Did no one tell you he's a trained SEAL? Is your head that much caught up in your ass?"

"Fuck you, Gibbs," you bark back at him. "I'm gonna look around," you start to walk out of the room.

"No! Wait," he calls out. You turn around, hoping he's going to say something nice - cause you know you can't hope for an apology. But all he does is cutting a piece of your pants with his knife.

“Did you just rip my pants?” you yell again, looking at the hole in your pants.

"That's all we need,"

On the ride back to the office, Gibbs explains you that while you were hiding behind the table, you must have sat on some weird flower thingy. Same thing that was find on your victim. If Abby can match what's on the piece of your pants to what she found on the victim, it's case closed.

At least, that's one thing settled. Or, actually two; since the case is closed, you won't have to see Kyle anymore. He obviously throws an offer to dinner at you, but you don't have time to say anything, "She has plans already," Gibbs answers for you. "Let's go, L/N?"

You nod at your boss and follow him to the elevator. "For what's worth, I'm not dating Allison," he confesses. "We just kissed once,"

"Oh, spare me the details, Gibbs, would you?" you roll your eyes so hard, you sure he heard it.

The doors open again, you start to walk out but Gibbs's strong hand grabs your wrist. You turn around and finds yourself face to face with the man you can't dreaming about. "Next time to talk to me like you did at the house, there will be consequences,"

"Right. You'll have to punish me," you smirk and leave.

#jethro gibbs imagine #leroy jethro gibbs x reader #jethro gibbs x reader #agent gibbs #jethro gibbs #leroy jethro gibbs #gibbs x reader #gibbs

[itsmadamehydra]

My Savior || Wayne McCullough

A/N: Just some teenage girl trying to write the story inside her head, hope u like it.

Pairing: Wayne McCullough x oc

Warnings: rape, intention of rape, harassment, blood mention, bullying, language (a little strong)

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I've always like to watch him by far, he just seems different from the rest (and oh boy, he is).

The first time I saw him I was in 7th grade. I was just one more girl of the many others that her tities just had started to show and my period started to visit me. I remember that day clearly, I was sitting at the hallway with my bestfriend at the time, eating infront of our lockers when I saw him.

"Am telling ya girl, the answer of number 5 was c." I said trying to reason with her about the science test answers "I told you that if u needed help to study, I could help ya." I smile at her and move my arm upward to touch her shoulder

"Yeah, yeah, I know...are you sure it was not D?" she said frowning her eyebrows once more. We stayed in silence for a sec before bursting into laughter and tears

Little by little our laughs started to fade, allowing ears to hear the background and aswell some loud voices, it sounded like an argument but by the hears of it a fight was going to start soon. "What you think is happening over there?" Cassie murmured, I stared at the end of the hallway where apparently was were the voices were coming from.

"I don't know..." my lips formed a thin line while I was thinking about what could have been happening in there, "You wanna, you know, go and see?" I looked back at my friend

"Freak yeah" she laughed grabbing my hand and running down the hallway to see the soon to be fight.

Once we got there, there was a mass of students surrounding what appeared to be the ones who where arguing. "Ugh, I can't see, I hate been so small." I said, "Hey, that smallness is beautiful and you know you can use that in your own benefit" Cassia said and winked at me.

"I mean, yeah but I can't-" my word stopped at the moment I heard a want sounded and I believe to be a punch in the face. "You saw that!?" Cassie said, "That was freaking awesome, please tell me you saw it!" "Um, nah Cassie, I cant see a crap" i said while trying to find a whole where to see through.

It was only a matter of seconds until more punches were heard. I started pushing people more frantically, I wanted to see what was happening. When I get pass a few amount of studens I almost slipped, looked sown to see what was it and it was stains of blood, only a few but still.

"Oh gosh, disgusting." When I look up only a few students are still in the cafeteria and a guy wearing a grey hoddie was just there, staring at the bloodie face of another guy. I stared back at the hoddie guy and noticed a little hammer in his hand, and the words just came out of my mouth without even noticing, "Why the hammer? Want to be a constructed or something?" He just stared at me and pass by me without saying a word and keeping a neutral face.

"Who the hell was that crazy ass weirdo?" I hear Cassie's voice behind me. "I don't know" I responded, "But I will know...one day."

"Ok,ok, am not going to get in between your little search thingi but am sure he is not good news." Cassie said, "You saw what he did, and he has a FREAKING hammer, y/n! Covered in blood y/n!" She grabbed my shoulders from behind, "I think we all understood the message, stay the fuck away from him, honey."

And I just smiled.

Months later I learned his name. Wayne, Wayne McCullough. Fits the ring if you ask me. Everyone was speaking about how violent, crazy and wierdo he was, about how he was going to show up at your house to beat the hell put of you.

I just observed him by far, well, I like to think that I noticed him. I noticed how he usually beats up those who are some assholes jerks that have only one brain cell as much. Noticed that he is not much of a talker and a shy boy. Noticed how he makes his lips thin when he gets lost in thoughts. How he closes his fist when he is about to do something. His strangely high pain tolerance. His pale skin and dark hair appeared to me to be very llamative and aswell his strength. He was and is skinny but somehow has a great strength, maybe do to the unincredible amounts of fights he gets in. Experience makes the master is what the say...right?

Years went by, we entered to highschool and the nervousness along with the fast beating, sweating and butterflies were still there every time i either tought about him or saw him walking around.

Cassie stayed with me for a while until she decided to join the group of nasty ass bitches with no brain cells who believed no one was better than them. While I...well, I stayed small for a big part I guess, always with good grades, teachers love me and try to be nice with every one I guess.

Everything was going great until Cassie along with some guys recorded me somehow while being drunk and them trying to overpass the boundaries, and let me tell ya.. that was just the start.

The had videos of me at the school bathroom, pictures of my underwear under my skirts and dresses, them trying to touch me. I had to learn to defend myself, stopped using skirts, dresses, shorts even do I loved wearing the. Replace my shoes with tennis and always had hair ties.

"Y/n, wake up! You're going to be late for school, don't think ama wait for you!" I mom yelled.

"Yes, mom! Dont worry, am up!" I run down the stairs with my backpack, went to the kitchen, grabbed an apple and went straight to the car.

"Oh for God sake, y/n" she said went she looked at me and noticed my new hair style.

"What? You don't like it? I just cut it a little." I satered at her innocently

"Your father is not gonna like it and you know it." She said and the stress lines appeared in her forehead, "You know this is his weekend and-"

She couldn't finish her sentence because I started taking, "Am not going to that dickheads house, mother." I said strainly, "Don't want to see his and face of that bitch he cheated you with..." i lowly said but loud enough to hear.

"I know, honey but you have to and besides you get to see your brother!" She patted my thigh, "Haven't seen him in a while right?" She said with a sad tone

"You should be the one seeing him...not me." I stared outside the window, there were just some trees and houses and garbage.

Mom and dad divorced a while back, he cheated on her. The house was a mess that day, screams and broken glass everywhere. Sammy was lucky, he was at grandma's but I was home...listening to every single word. That was also the first time a sneaked out and the first time I sort-of spoke to Wayne.

"What are you doing here?" I heard someone said behind me, I looked and it was fucking Wayne

"Just trying to have some quietness i guess..." I stared at my fingers and started playing with them because of my nervousness, "...What are you doing here?" I asked softly

And he stayed silent...the whole time after that. Either way, his company was nice and the side profile, ufff, amazing.

"Ok, we are here." I stared at the building for a sec before giving my mother a kiss in her cheek and entered to the building.

"Hey y/n! Nice ass!" That was the jerk of all jerks, Jonathan.

I turned around and stared at him, "Oh yeah?" He nodded, "Want to see me shop of your dick?" Changed my tone while saying that into a lower and more serious tone. He just stared at me with sealed lips and left.

I continued walking to my locker and I come to see tgat my freaking lock is broken, I search in all the spaces but nothing is missing.

"Come on! They had just changed me of locker!" I silently yelled. Started grabbing my books for the next few classes when I felt a hand in my shoulder, by instinct I grabbed the wrist, pushed the person against the locker and added pressure in the throat with my other arm.

"Hey y/n" Orlando smiled, "New move?" I chuckled and removed my arm, now, standing face to face I respond

"You know you shouldn't do that Orlando bunny." I laugh st the nickname I gave him a few time ago. Orlando was one of the few FEW people who talked to me, well, he talked to everyone but still.

"I know... I just forgot I guess man." He looked down, "Y/n...have your tities grown bigger?" His face looked confused.

I slapped his head and punched his shoulder, "Could you please stop looking and thinking 'bout tities when am around you?"

"I mean, yeah sure...and sorry about your lock." He points the locker, "Wayne thought it was still his but since-" I cut him off before he could continue

"Wayne?" I asked confused

"Yeah, Is tha-" i cut him off again

"Why did he tho?" I murmured staring at my lock in hand.

"It used to be his locker but oh well...he missed school for 3 weeks and yeah." He grabs his backpacks laces after explaining.

"Oh...ok, is he still here tho?" I looked at Orlando

"I guess..." he was about to say pther thing when the bell ring and we started to go toour classes, "See you later gorgeous!" He yells from the corner of the hallway.

I stayed there...just staring at my lock for a while, then order my things fast and left to class. What I didn't know was that someone was watching at me.

Three days later, i was walking back home and i heard s car going at full speed and nasty comments were started to be listend. I kept walking trying tk pretend they didn't exist when the car is suddenly over the sideway and infront of me.

"YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME ASSHOLES!!" I yelled.

"But...you are bot dead right, bitch?" Jonathan said getting out of the car. There were five, 2 guys and 3 girls. "Don't prefer to suck my dick and be my slut, promise I'll pay a good amount." He said infront of me,

"She is already a slut baby." Veronica said

"I bet she has sleeped with half school, wouldn't surprise me if you haven been org*e or something." You know, comments are comments, you are the one who decide what hurt you and whats does not, but being Cassie the one who said that...broke my freaking heart.

I couldn't stand it anymore, wanted to leave the place so i came up with a plan very fast. I walked closer to Jonathan trying to be the most seductive I could, touched his chest, abs and got closer to his ear and said, "You are going to regret everything" Punched him with all my strenght in this genitiles, stomp on his feet, punched his nose and ran the faster I could out of there.

"You bitch!" I heard from far but i continued running, I couldn't stop, i was scared, didn't know what could happen if the get me. I could hear the car engines behind me, but i didn't stop.

I was close a bridge, ran underneath it, passed some houses but i could still hear the voices and car. My legs hurt, i needed to catch my breath, i could hear my heart beat, my body felt on fire. When I less expected am suddenly trapped, there were some abandoned buildings and warehouses but no way to get put of there. This was it, my end.

"Couldn't escape from me you nasty little bitch!?" I heard his voice, i was never one to pray but believe when i say i begged to God to save me. "You ain't going anywhere...bitch" he was behind me, I could sense it.

My hair was pulled, he pulls me by my hair to his car and i notice that it's just him and another guy. Am not getting out of here.

"We are going to have so much fun!" He licks my cheek and i try to kick him wherever.

"HELP!" I yelled, "SOMEBODY PLEASE, HELP!" my voice sounded horrific, like if i hadn't drank a single drop of water in ages, "please" y murmure my last pledge before he finally puts me over the capo of his car.

"No one's gonna help you, you slut." He says, the other guy was just watching and standing still, doing nothing.

I gave up, didn't even notice I was crying until I tasted the salt in my lips. I felt him over me, unbucking my pants and then...i didnt felt his weight anymore, instead, i heard a cry of pain, and then another cry, and another and another.

I lifted my head and there he was, grey hoddie and little hammer in hand...my savior. I smiled.

My smile just grew bigger and bigger every second I saw that boy swing that motherfucker hammer, every second that Jonathan's blood was spilled. I lool around in search pf the pther guy scared that he might try to grab but I get calm when i see him unconscious on the floor.

A few minuts later th cries stop and i look up, Jonathan was missing 3 teeths and face covered with blood, i think he could even have a brocken rib or something.

Am sitting on top of the car's capo when a feel a slight, fragile touch.

"You ok?" Wayne askes pulling a string of my hair behind my ear.

"...now I am." I smile to him and he returns a little small tiny one with a grin. I was about to say something else when he suddenly speaks

"Want to be my girlfriend or whatever?" He says looking exhausted, I chuckle

"Try a little harder and I might be." I say soflty with a small thin smile and he avoids my eyes but I still get to notice a small blush.

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Hey! So, yeah. This is my first ever published thing. Hope you enjoyed it and if you want a part two or to keep writing, am open to any suggestion! Am not very good with the warnings section so if you could help me with it, i would totally apreciate that!

Thank you for reading,

#fanfic #wayne mccullough #wayne mccullough x reader #wayne mccullough x y/n #fanfiction #wayne mccullough fanfic #wayne mccullough fanfiction #wayne #wayne x reader

[dangermousie]

Look at those arms! MMMMM!

You know, I really like Gilina. Or, more correctly, I really like what Gilina represents, both in terms of Crichton’s development and in his feelings for Aeryn. Gilina is Earth Crichton’s dream girl: she is blonde, pretty, sweet, and plucky (she is no push-over). She is also a girl geek, and a techie and for our scientist, that’s quite irresistibly appealing. (Btw, let me take a moment to note how much I like that the show showed us that Crichton had a type in women, B.A. (before Aeryn): they were blonde and sweet and had a certain safe niceness to them. Aeryn is not blonde, not sweet, and not safe at all. And neither is his feeling for her). If Gilina was a girl working for a research institute on Earth and she and John met at some party, I can easily see them talking, dating, falling in love and getting married. And having a happy married life. And the John of ‘PK Tech Girl,’ despite some unpleasant encounters in the Uncharted Territories is still enough of the Earth John to be attracted to Gilina, to be at the very beginning of developing something for her. He is still enough of an innocent, with enough uncomplicated and sweet left in him, for Gilina to be his type. But of course, that is not the case any more when they meet again in ‘Nerve.’ When they meet again, Gilina has had a fairly uneventful PK tech existence. She hasn’t changed much. But she is not Crichton’s type any more. Not after Maldis and finding out firsthand that there are psychopaths that will just enjoy watching you die for the fun of it, not after Crais and finding out that no, if you only explain the truth, it won’t make it better. The person will still want to kill you even if they believe you, even if it’s wrong and irrational, and there is nothing you can do. Not after ‘Jeremiah Crichton’ (my least fave ep of the whole show, but whose theme of Crichton’s long isolation is well taken). Not after finding out the truth about Zhaan, or almost dying out there in space with Aeryn. Not after the mind and soul fuck of ‘A Human Reaction.’   Gilina is not for this John. Not any more. And it’s not just that in the meanwhile he’s ceased to see anyone but Aeryn. It is also that his character has changed. And that is only the beginning. When he meets her in ‘Nerve’ it is pre-Scorpius, pre-Aurora Chair, pre-everything in S2, 3 and 4 (I’d do a list but it would take too long to type). If Gilina met S4 Crichton, she’d freak and run away and rightly so. A digression, but I find it fascinating how John's non-Aeryn women reflect his change. We have his ex-gf on Earth who he was serious enough to apparently want to propose to, before they went their separate career way. She is sort of like Gilina only blander, less engaging (Earth Crichton strikes me as someone who's had things come to him too easily because of his intelligence or what not. His passion (for whatever) was never truly engaged to the full, and the gf reflects that.) There is also Caroline (who we meet in Terra Firma) with whom he had something or other, but she is rather like his Earth-ex and it's clear the Crichton of TF doesn't even have anything to say to her any more. From them, we progress to Gilina (about whom see above). In first half of S2, there is the PK Disruptor. Now, she is a lot more edges, more hardness. If she is like anyone, it's a female version of Bond. And Crichton sleeps with her, because hey, he's tried everything to get Aeryn to admit any interest, he's beaten his head against the rock and he's beaten it and beaten it. But she refused and she's conclusively walked out of his life for good (not even came to see him for the very last time, when he needed her most). And also, girl can kill him, good to stay on her good side. There is no Gilina sweetness in her, at all. PK Tech Girl Crichton would annoy her and be intimidated to be with her, not so much Crichton of that s2 ep arc. But interestingly, that is the last time he even looks at another woman, no matter the circumstances. Once Aeryn and he admit their love to each other at the end of S2/beginning of S3, that is it. Even at the second part of S3, when Aeryn is off with Talyn-Crichton, Moya-Crichton goes deep into his obsession with wormholes, not any girls at all, and he is just as obsessed with Aeryn as ever. Even after the end of S3, the beginning of S4, even after he tells Aeryn "I can trust you with my life. But not my heart" and he locks himself away, he still does not look at anyone else. He cannot. And even the drugs cannot knock her out from his mind. Which is why his last non-Aeryn woman is Grayza, who rapes him while at the same time telling him if he gives her the wormhole stuff she will help him find Aeryn (OMG, that bit is seriously the worst in the whole scene). I think the darker progression of these women-others mirrors the darker and darker universe. OK, digression over.   I find it interesting that in S1 we have a number of people (beings, whatever) whose life is affected, changed by Crichton and who are grateful for that and thank him for changing/opening/saving either explicitly, or it’s implied. But after S1 this slows to a trickle pretty fast and then stops almost entirely. Crichton is such an innately kind person, and one of the saddest things in the show is seeing this kindness leach away under the tortures (literal and figurative) he is subjected to. I find it so sad and so significant that in the S3 finale it’s Aeryn who brings up the fact that the command carrier has a lot of lives which John’s plan might end. Aeryn. Not John. She’s become more compassionate (she, who started out saying ‘I hate that word’) and he’s become much less. These are both reactions to their environment, to events they are in (When they initially meet, she is a product of an individuality-less, soulless scenario. Even if he is wrong in reading her at the very very first in Premiere during intros, he is not wrong in reading her potential, in recognizing she is a person, and even as early as Premiere she proves him right. I also love that for Crichton, she is always her own person, not a preconceived notion of what she should be. He loves her for being Aeryn, not for some idealized being in his head). And yet it is never completely suppressed, it is always there, however muted and downtrodden, however circumscribed. He had to jettison most of it in order to stay sane and to survive, but somewhere deep inside he is still the guy who, in a completely strange world, took the time to fix the eye-stalk of a mechanical critter thingy he didn’t know at all.   And of course, part of the reason he jettisons it is also because whenever he tries to save someone or make it better, it often ends up making the situation worse. I am thinking for example of S3’s lovely ‘Different Destinations’ which turns a beloved sci-fi trope on its head and he has to live with it and he can barely bear it.   And I love how the show never lets us forget the cost this takes on him, that he is not a power-hungry psychopath, a cavalier callous being only caring about his small group of friends. That coda to S4’s ‘We Are So Screwed’ where he is with Aeryn, and he breaks down, and he can’t help it, and he weeps for what he’d done, for what he almost did (and it’s going to be small fry in comparison with PKW) is just brilliant and heartbreaking and one of my favorite bits (and I love that she is there, and she silently comforts him, and he clutches her arm as a lifeline). And that is why I actually liked the drug storyline in S4. After all the stuff that Crichton been through, I am surprised he didn’t end up going on something earlier, just to deal with it all somehow (I love that the show brought up earlier that he has nightmares, feels tremendous guilt, and that was mid S2, I am sure they are much worse now). And it also made sense that when his number 1 obsession, Aeryn, told him to give it up, he did, as he’d pick her over anything. She’s his number 1 drug. Basically, he needs Aeryn desperately. She is what allows him to function, allows him to stay (relatively) sane, what holds him together. When he can’t have her, or doesn’t have her, he falls apart and needs something else to get through the days (wormholes in S3, lakka in S4). I do find it interesting that Crichton keeps his compassion, however tattered, but he develops absolute priorities, as a result of choices he shouldn’t have had to make. Most people don’t really analyze whether they will pick the woman they love or selling one’s soul and giving up something which earlier, to protect, you didn’t give up even when tortured or hunted or broken. They don’t have to. Crichton’s developed rigid priorities are a result of the environment where he had to confront those hierarchies in himself. Crichton’s earlier ‘purity’ and goodness and optimism exist in part because he is a product of a relatively sheltered life (compared to Uncharted Territories). But that early cleanness allows others to see a better or at least a different path for themselves and so they repay the favor later by pulling him out when he is on the brink of succumbing to all these horrors (which really do seem to be scarily disproportionately triggered at him). One of the things I love about Crichton is that even after he’s seen and dealt horrors, he has a certain moral absolutism to him (however broken it gets at times) and a pure refusal to give up, and strength even if only to make the least worst of two bad choices presented to him. Something untainted is always there, maybe a legacy of his initial idealism, and so he never breaks, not permanently, not irreparably, though he comes very very close. Throughout the show, even as that world bends and molds and twists him to its own parameters, he manages to make the world somewhat bend and mold and twist to himself.   Do you know what I really really wish for John and Aeryn and the kid after the end of PKW? A few years of total peace, where they can just travel the space in Moya, and John can do his research, and be with Aeryn and watch their child grow, without having to worry about saving his and their lives every other day.

OK, these are getting epically long omg.

#farscape

[pomegranates-and-blood]

Play Pretend (500 Celebration)

500 Celebration Masterlist

Pairing: Ivar/Reader

Prompt: From the Love Tropes category: “Blackmail”

Word Count: 1596

Warnings: Modern!AU, angst, Ivar being a dick, nothing else I can think of.

A/N: This ain’t the fluffiest piece, it’s not fluffy at all, but hey, it’s marginally less angsty than the last one, that I can promise you.

To be honest, idk what this is, and I am not certain it is any good. But I’ve been dealing with one hell of a writer’s block lately, and I really needed to just write what came to mind. Hope you enjoy!

You eye the name flashing on your phone screen, and though a part of you really doesn’t want to answer, you still do.

“I would have thought you caught on that I really didn’t want to talk after the fourth day. This is bordering on stalking, you know.”

“Is it stalking if you gave me your number?” Ivar retorts without missing a beat, and you sigh.

“I assume you have a reason to call me. Unless missing the sound of my voice became too much to bear.”

“Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Is it flattery if it is true?” You taunt back, only to then chastise yourself for falling into familiar patterns.

“I heard your mother’s firm is taking over Ragnar’s newest countersuit.” Ivar starts, choosing to ignore your words.

“Ah, you just happened to hear that?”

“I might have asked,” He concedes, before taking a breath and continuing, “You know I’m going to England with him, right? His last meeting with Ecbert before he retires,” You offer only a hum in response, but something like dread and worry churns at your stomach. It is never a good sign when Ivar sounds so damn pleased with himself. “My father listens to me, trusts my advice.”

“If you’re going where I think you are…”

He interrupts you, words cutting and cold, “I could have your mother’s firm dropped before she even gets to sign anything.”

“I would say something about how blackmail isn’t the way to mend things with your ex, but…”

“You know better.” He tells you, the dry tone making the beginning of a smile pull at your lips, lips that you furrow when you notice the evidence of your foolishness.

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A very lengthy argument and a plane ride after, you’re back in Kattegat, enough clothes for a week and a scowl on your brow that you think might be stuck there from now on.

Six months ago your mother started insisting that, now that you had gotten engaged to ‘one of the Lothbroks’, you should consider starting to work more closely with her; five months ago you freaked out at the mere idea of it and decided to do the exact opposite and take an internship opportunity in a non-profit in Nepal; four months ago Ivar said that if you were running away and leaving that you might as well break it off.

In none of those four months he considered letting his family know that long distance didn’t work -not that he even tried- and that you had broken up.

So now you are set for a week in the Lothbrok’s home for Björn’s wedding, pretending you never broke up with Ivar with the threat of your mother losing her contract looming over your head.

Which makes all of this fucking fantastic.

“You should have told them,” You say for what feels like the thousandth time, eyeing his profile carefully. “You should have told her.”

“You’re not here to tell me how to handle my family.” Ivar points out gruffly through gritted teeth.

“No, I’m here to pretend we haven’t broken up four months ago,” You scoff at the ridiculousness of the situation, turning to look back out the window. “Because that is a very healthy thing to do.”

“Healthier than moving to the ass-end of nowhere because someone suggested the possibility of you committing to something for once in your life.”

“I commit!” You protest immediately, frowning at his doubtful glare, “I committed to you!”

“You left me.” Ivar accuses without missing a beat, rage flaring and eyes set intently on you. Your mouth falls open at the fucking audacity of this man.

“No, don’t turn this on me. You-…” You bite back the words with a groan of frustration, running your hands through your hair before sighing, “You know what? It doesn’t matter.”

Resting back against the seat and wondering not for the first time how much these people pay their drivers to not blurt out every little secret that they overhear, you close your eyes and focus on the dull thrum of the car speeding through the highway.

Most of all you dread seeing Aslaug, if you are honest. The woman always did have a keen eye to notice everything about everyone, or at least the confidence to pretend she did. If you’re honest, she…intimidates you.

You tell yourself she has no idea you and Ivar broke up, which would give her no reason to hate you. She was always warm towards you since Ivar first introduced you as his girlfriend. Her eyes were even glistening with pride and happiness when you walked in with a ring on your finger.

You jump in your seat, turning frantic eyes to the man that sits next to you.

“Oh, Gods, the ring! Y-Your mother’s ring, I d-…”

Your words are cut short and left choked in a dying gasp with only a movement of Ivar’s hand, that now extends between you with the engagement ring in the palm of his hand.

He doesn’t even look your way when he offers it, but when you reach cautious fingers to grab it, you could swear his hand trembles slightly.

Sliding it back over your finger feels strange, and for a moment it feels so warm it burns.  You toy with the ring idly, and cannot keep the words from tumbling out of your mouth.

“You kept it.”

“Of course I did, it’s my Ma’s.”

Of course, how stupid of you. You curse the useless hope that unbidden sneaked up on you.

You decided to leave, you remind yourself. Hell, you are considering agreeing on making the original six months of your internship last a year instead.

Granted, agreeing to making it a year may be more out of fear of coming back home than of truly wanting to stay there. But still, you shouldn’t be holding out hope that there’s something left, or that there might be something to come back to Kattegat for.

“R-Right.” You nod for emphasis, but it is to conceal the way you have to swallow hard to keep your composure.

After a while of silence, either because your curiosity always got the better of you or because you need to make sense of this insane ruse you are about to partake in, you ask,

“Why are you doing this, Ivar?”

“Hm? Doing what?” He asks, at your stern glare looking back out the window and shrugging one shoulder, “I didn’t want to tell them.”

“You’ll have to, eventually.”

“Not now,” He states, a little harsher, making you realize you’ve struck a nerve. His eyes find yours for a moment before he returns his gaze to the road that passes you by, and the manor that approaches quite quickly. “But now…now Björn is getting married and…that should have been us, you know.”

“W-What?”

“The wedding, the…the everything,” He grits his teeth, and his hand tightens into a fist before it loosens, the gesture familiar only now he lacks the crutch at his side to grip tightly in anger. Your eyes trace his profile intently, and you hold your breath waiting for him to talk. Ivar takes a breath, shoulders rising and falling slowly, “I should have married you.”

“So what? So you could make me stay in Kattegat?” You ask, maybe a bit more bitingly than you should.

“You loved me,” He states, proud even he makes it sound like an accusation, “You told me no one made you feel like I did, that you would never love someone like you loved me. Was that a lie, hm?”

All the answer you can offer is a glare and words kept stubbornly at the tip of your tongue. It is cruel to throw your words back at you, but you wouldn’t put it past him, since all of this is a cruel and sick game.

He is the one that broke up with you, he is the one that told you to mail him the ring back, he is the one that made things what they are; and yet he uses power and blackmail to get you to play a part. All the while refusing to admit he is the reason why you have to pretend in the first place.

But you are not deluded enough to tell yourself this is unlike Ivar. He is as ruthless as his father, maybe even more so, and he has the single-minded focus that Ragnar lacks. You aren’t sure if that last thing is a positive or a negative.

The car parks at the entrance of the lavish home you know by heart now, and Ivar takes a deep breath, looking at you one last time.

His words before he leaves the car leave you cold and stunned for a few moments,

“You’ll remember how good it was, you’ll see. I’ll make you forget all about leaving me.”

Scrambling to get out, you walk around the car to stand at his side, looking up at him with wide eyes, “So they know? They know a-and you made me come here to make me be with you again?”

Ivar frowns, as if you are the one that’s not making any sense.

“They don’t know,” He insists, the hand not on the crutch grasping at your left one, fingers running over the ring with appalling familiarity. You are left to wonder how much of this game of play pretend he is willing to make himself believe as true when he offers a smile that feels like home and says, “I don’t lie to you, you know that.”

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Thank you so much for reading, I hope this was okay! I’ll be trying to post two or three celebration thingies three days a week from now on, so that’s it for today but I’ll hopefully see you tomorrow!

Also, some things in the masterlist may be changed (Echoes, for example, was supposed to be a Hvitserk one), so I might change the “Fake Relationship” for Ivar and write a sequel to this.

Taglist: @youbloodymadgenius @xbellaxcarolinax @1950schick @ietss @peachyboneless​  @encounterthepast​ @maggiescarborough @chibisgotovalhalla​ @fae-sedai​ @zuxiezendler​ @crazybunnyladysworld​ @stupiddarkkside​ @northumbria​ @sagyunaro​    

#ivar the boneless x reader #ivar x reader #ivar the boneless imagine #ivar the boneless #ivar #500 fucking hell thank you ily

[dangerouscommiesubversive]

Not enough Garo love out there so Kouga/Kaoru/Rei to "Satisfied" by Squeeze, please and thank you.

Never, never, never enough Garo.

Song: "Satisfied," Squeeze (Spotify)

he couldn't be certain if this was his home

The sun rises warm and sweet through open curtains, and it is definitely too early to be awake. Rei makes a faint protesting noise to nobody, reaching for the pillow to pull over his face, and then, with dawning certainty, realizes that the bed he’s in is too soft to be his. Too soft and too large; he should be able to feel the edge on either side of him even lying still, but while his arm is hanging over one side, the other one isn’t in evidence at all.

Experimentally, eyes still shut, he rolls over, and instead of open air his face meets…what feels like a leg. No—one eye open to confirm, it’s definitely a leg. A woman’s leg. Which is unusual, he can count the number of hook-ups he’s had in his life on one hand and have fingers left over.

Soft laughter above his head. “I never figured you’d be an early riser type.”

“’s bright,” he mumbles against the leg, trying to parse the woman’s voice, and then sits bolt upright when he realizes who it is.

Kaoru is sitting back against the headboard of the bed, one knee drawn up to balance her sketchbook, a pencil in hand. She pouts at him. “Hey, don’t get up now, I was nearly done.”

“I’ve got to—done with what?”

She turns her sketchbook and shows him a drawing of himself, asleep, a beam of light falling across his eyes and the blankets tangled at his waist. “I don’t do as much life drawing as I should, and you looked so nice.”

His thoughts are still too jumbled from sleep and shock to process much of anything, but the one thing coming through clearly is, Kouga’s going to kill me.

Apparently his groggy confusion is cute or something, because Kaoru laughs again and reaches for him, pulling him into a kiss before he can protest, and then whispers, “We should keep it down, though, Kouga’s still sleeping and I was going to draw him next.”

“I’m not actually asleep.” Kouga’s voice, a bit fuzzy still with drowsiness, is coming from—the bed, on the other side of Kaoru. “But you were so pleased to wake up first and I hate disappointing you.”

The shock of hearing Kouga speak wakes Rei up further, the last of his disorientation finally fading into the memory of the previous night. Memories of the previous night, a lot of them, some of them pretty overwhelming, and meanwhile Kaoru’s pouting at Kouga now and sliding her pencil into the coils of her sketchbook, and Kouga’s got his arms around Kaoru’s waist and his face pressed to her side and the most spectacular bedhead Rei’s ever seen.

Kouga looks up at Kaoru, and she looks down at him, and they adore each other, and Rei doesn’t belong here. He’s just a visitor, a momentary diversion in their fairy tale.

He’s about to get out of the bed and start getting dressed when there’s a soft knock at the door and from out in the hallway Gonza says, “Would you like me to start on breakfast now, or do you need another thirty minutes?”

Kaoru’s face lights up. “Oh, can we have French toast?”

“Of course, I already have the bread you like.” Gonza sounds amused. “Master Rei, do you prefer tea in the morning, or should I just leave the entire bottle of honey at your place for your coffee?”

Rei freezes. “I, uh. I should probably be go—honey in coffee?”

“Definitely leave the bottle. And cream,” Kaoru says firmly, “he likes lots of cream in his coffee, you might want to fill up an extra…thingy.”

“I’d suspected as much,” Gonza says through the door, even more amused, and then his soft footsteps are retreating down the hallway.

Rei feels watched, and turns to see Kouga squinting at him over Kaoru's hip. "You were telling him that you were leaving. Why?"

"Kouga, don't put him on the spot, I know this is just as weird for you, I'm kind of freaking out a little bit too. You can't just puff up at him, if you do then he'll start doing it back at you and it won't get us anywhere. Here, we should--oh my god, Kouga, look at your hair, Rei, would you pass me the hairbrush on the nightstand?"

After a brief moment of stunned staring, Rei grabs the indicated hairbrush and hands it to her. "You're freaking out."

"Well, yeah, kind of." She's putting her sketchbook aside on the pillows and brushing out Kouga's wild bedhead, and it's very weird to see him sitting there with his head so meekly bowed even if it is for completely reasonable personal grooming purposes. "I wasn't, I wasn't even sure if last night would work, and then we didn't really...talk at all beforehand, and what if you regret it? What if you both regret it?" She frowns at Kouga's hair, forehead wrinkling, as she works out a last little tangle. "I don't want either of you to regret it, I want you both to be happy because I'm greedy and I want to keep this. Here, you’re a mess too, let me just,” and her fingertips skate down the side of Rei’s face as she twitches a strand of hair out of his eyes.

She looks up at him, and he looks down at her, and her eyes are gleaming, and he adores her, fuck, if she says to stay then he’ll stay as long as she wants him to even if she doesn’t really feel the same way.

“Here, turn around.”

He turns his back to her and sits with his head bowed while she brushes his hair, feeling the bristles pull gently through each tangle as behind them he hears Kouga get out of bed and start hunting for something, probably his pants.

“There you go,” after not very long, “your hair doesn’t knot nearly as badly as Kouga’s does, it’s wonderful.”

“Yeah, it’s, uh, my father used to say my hair was the only thing about me that ever did what it was told without arguing.” He looks up—

—at Kouga, who’s standing there, blanket around the waist, looking down at him with an even more impenetrable expression than usual, and then leaning down and tipping his chin up and kissing him, and his first, insane thought is, Kaoru’s going to have to brush my hair again, because with the way his scalp prickles it feels like it’s all standing up.

Kouga says, “Stay.”

And because it’s Kouga he has to be a little obnoxious, so despite the fact that his hair’s still standing on end he says, “I thought we already established that I’m staying for breakfast, apparently I get all the whole bottle of honey to myself.”

Kouga’s fingertips are still under his chin, tilting his face up, and Rei adores him, Rei loves him in ways that are probably impossible to put into words. “Stay for as long as you like.”

Kaoru’s arms wrap around him from behind, her face pressed to his back, he can feel her eyelashes moving as she blinks, and she’s saying, “Stay forever.”

“Ok,” he says, bewildered. “Ok, if you both want me to.”

“Gonza already has a room made up for you,” Kaoru’s saying, barely audible over the sheer sensation of Kouga kissing him again, “when I asked him if he’d do it he said he’d already started airing it out.”

All Kouga says, again, is, “Stay.”

Rei shuts his eyes against seeing Kouga’s face, because he’s not sure if he’s ready to have that look directed at him, not when just ten minutes ago it was pointed at—“Sure, ok, I’ll stay.”

#saejima kouga #mitsuki kaoru #suzumura rei #fanfiction #anonamouse

[alilaro]

number 15 for the asks thingy?

15. Do you experience echolalia? If so, what are some of your favorite phrases to repeat?

Oh yeah, I get real bad echolalia. Usually its fine, but sometimes it becomes annoying because I have no control when it comes to stopping it.

I’m like a parrot around my family. I’ll just repeat shit over and over again and sometimes drive them nuts lmao. The ones I’m the worst with are 1). old commercial jingles, or 2) repeating funny lines in youtube clips.

The commercial one is weird bc I feel like I just have them stuck in my head 24/7, ready to go at any time. There’s phone jingles/commercials like:

“Oh Eight Hundred, sixty six, sixty six, thirty nine... Money Shop!”

“Rainbow Dash always dresses in style!”

“Pi-Pi-Pixel Chix, two story house! Now two rooms to play at night... Pillow Fight!”

“Baby Alive! A baby so real!”

“Who’s got the sweetest, neatest, littlest pet? Littlest Pet Shop and You!”

“This is me! This is what I wanna be! T. I. M. She’s just like me, she’s just like me!”

And I just repeat all of these all the time like a little freak. The other ones I do the most of are:

 “I think I’d be a wolf. I think so too. I’d be a wolf-lion hybrid mix... King of the Junjle– Junjle,” and,

“A dubious little creature getting up to mischief. This. is. no. good. ... AUUEGGH.”

the “Hello” meme

I also remember when I was a kid, I had an insane memory when it came to quoting films. And one time my family went on a 2hr roadtrip, and the entire way there I quoted the entire Shrek movie, back to back, never skipping a beat. I don't know why it was shrek, it wasn’t even my favorite movie, I just literally had the entire script in my head ready to go at any given point.

(To give you an idea of what this was like: its scarily identical to SungWon’s video where he can recite the entirety of Peter Pan. Like I could do the entire movie, and then restart all over again. Was cute the first time, second time my parents hated it lmaao)

Basically I was a autistic/adhd kid with zero self awareness and endless energy and I was a menace to society lmao

#asks #autism #autistic asks #also now you got me saying 'number fifteen' in chills voice lmao #long post #about me #personal #* #sorry this is info-dumpy; i just never get to talk about my autism/echolalia like this!! #also if you are neurotypical this probably all sounds fucking bonkers lmaaaao

[goodboydummy]

Incomplete list of things I love about Haikyuu:

(I add to this every day) (This is all spoilers obv)

- “Someday, if you get really good, someone even better will come and find you”

- Fly

- “This right here, right in this moment... this is still volleyball”

- The running gag of the dangerous bathroom

- Atsumu took ONE LOOK at KageHina and understood exactly tf is going on. (“Tobio is completely wrapped around that little spikers finger”)

- Bokuto’s chest bump receives 🏐💕

- ushijima and tendou stay close friends as adults

- the little tongue thing Hinata does omg

- everyone on adlers looks great in white, everyone on jackals looks hot in black

- THE Tsukishima moment (you know the one) 🌙

- Aone and the way he respects Hinata so much🥺 I wanna cry when they shake hands at the net

- Inuoka being a puppy but in human form

- Inuoka and Hinata do the jump thingy

- Foreshadowing for Papa!Kuroo when he tells Tsukki he could try goofing off more often lmao

- KENMA KOZUME 🤩😍😘

- when Daichi goes under the net after the Nekoma game and hugs Kuroo and they’re smiling so huge

- “Does that mean one day you’ll be playing on the same stage as me? Even if it’s the country, or the world?” “You’re finally here.” “I’m here.”

- “YOU CAN FLY EVEN HIGHER.”

- KageHina hands touching when they block that Miya twin freak quick and win the whole fucking game

- “This hurts... it’s painful....... I don’t want it to ever end.”

- Tanaka and Shimizu endgame and how happy she looks omg

- When Hinata crowns Kageyama with the towel crown 👑

- Tanaka and Taketora best bros

- “Kuroo.... thanks for getting me into volleyball.”

- When old coach Ukai is watching the Nekoma game in the hospital and young Ukai shakes Nekomata’s hand and old Ukai holds his hand out too

- Oikawa Oikawa Oikawa

- LONG HAIR THIRD YEAR HINATA

- Kageyama telling Hinata to get a haircut why are you guys like this

- SHORT HAIR TANNED SKIN BRAZIL HINATA

- The first time Kageyama sets the ball for Hinata (I GET CHILLS)

- Yamaguchi being captain in third year

- Bby Kenma and Kuroo

- Yachi..... baby....... I love you...

- Everyone bothering Goshiki to watch Kurasuno at nationals lmao

- THE “ooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH” SOUND EFFECT WHEN OIKAWA GOES TO SERVE

- Hinata’s ‘DUN’ jump

- When they lose to Aoba Josai and run around the gym screaming until they pass out on the floor. Iconic.

- The fact that Kageyama is as much of an idiot as Hinata when it comes to school

- Volleyball idiots/they share a brain cell

- The way everyone calls Hinata and Kageyama freaks and weirdos and monsters

- When Hinata gets the intense look on his face

- “The Greatest Decoy”

- “Ninja Shoyo” 🥰🥰

- When Kageyama looks around to set the ball and so many people are there to spike it. He isn’t left alone on the court anymore.

- “I’m not closing my eyes anymore”

- The physical fist fight Kageyama and Hinata get into and freak Yachi out

- WHEN THE PRINCIPLE’S WIG FLIES OFF AND LANDS ON DAICHIS HEAD LMAO

- every single one of Daichis flawless serve receives what an absolute bae

- Saeko Tanaka

- When Shimada ran across the huge gym with the Shimada Mart bag so Tadashi would have something to refocus on and not mess up his serve

- The freak quick attack

- “YOU CAN FLY EVEN HIGHER.” (I KNOW I ALREADY PUT THIS BUT IT BEARS REPEATING ITS THE MOST ROMANTIC THING IVE EVER SEEN)

- When Hinata shows up at the camp uninvited and Tsukishima pretends he doesn’t know him lol

- Kunimi’s ‘nice and easy’ lazy receives

- “Just when I start to forget, it comes back to remind me... volleyball is fun!”

- Nishinoya’s cat eyes

- “I’ll be the one to stay on the court the longest.”

- When Kageyama set for Hinata at the training camp when he wasn’t even fucking there I am SOBBING

- Kenma’s faces

- “Shoyo! I’m gonna set for you someday!” And then he did.

- That photo Hinata and Oikawa take in Brazil and send to everyone

- “We don’t look for the short players. But they don’t care. They come to us, with undeniable skill, and force us to choose them.”

- Takeda’s flowery Lit teacher speeches that no one understands lol

- Tanaka is the first one to try and cheer Hinata up when he gets a fever

- The crow symbolism

- Numbers 9 and 10

- Noshinoya with his hair down

- The first moment Tanaka saw Shimizu and he proposed to her

- “If Shoyo hadn’t seen you on tv, he wouldn’t have biked across a mountain everyday to go to Karasuno, and he wouldn’t have met Tobio.” “I may have created a monster. Cool.”

- “Today you are defeated. Who knows what you will be tomorrow.”

- How much the other teams hate the “Synchro Attack”

- When Shimizu warms Sugawara’s hands and he says “w-we should wait until we’re married!” And she says “I am not going to marry you” (also the jealousy of the rest of the team lmao)

- Shimizu fixing the Karasuno banner and her speech and the third years sobbing

- After the Aoba Johsai loss and everyone is just silently eating and sobbing

- “If you ever get boring I’ll drop you”

- Sugawara helping Hinata practice during lunch 💕💕 bby

- When Hinata realizes he’s finally on a team. A real team!

- The first time they pull off the closed eyes freak quick attack

- When Hinata served the ball at KaGEyAMA’S HEAD

- Nishinoya did special training to save blocked balls after the failed Date tech game

- Nishi literally will not rejoin the team until Asahi comes back that’s the most romantic thing. Romeo and Juliet WHO??

- Everyone’s time skip careers are so perfect? They make me so freakin happy?? Asahi a fashion designer? Suga a teacher?? Tanaka a personal trainer? Inuoka a childcare specialist? Ennoshita a physical therapist? Nishi a wild and free vagabond traveling the world? LEV A SUPERMODEL? I DIE.

- the visual image of Ushijima pressing down on the first years and the rest of the team coming together to help them lift the weight so they can win!

- Tanaka, Karasuno doesn’t deserve you bby they would be lost without you don’t you ever forget it

#haikyuu!! #hinata shoyo #kagehina #kageyama tobio #everything on this list makes me sob #I will likely reblog this and add more later #sorry this is so long it’s just like #I love them your honor

[hiro-gari]

Just saw this post this morning: https://bamsara.tumblr.com/post/648921115261108224/here-i-did-the-shipping-dynamic-thingie-if-you

It got me thinking that the ship dynamics number 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, and 7 could be Batarou! Here let me explain what I'm thinking about them..

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#1 : "Both have equal strength, but one of them is batshit crazy."

Basically Garou and Badd in canon, lol! They're of course equally strong, and Garou is usually the one who goes berserk batshit feral. Back then it was when Garou fighting against the S-Class heroes, nowadays he becomes feral when something bad happened to his beloved delinquent hero.

But that doesn't mean if Badd couldn't be feral, too. In fact, he could be very frightening when he does it. Especially whenever people mocked Garou's past as hero hunter, or worst, saying that Garou didn't deserved a good boyfriend/husband like Badd. It would set Badd on fire, and there will be at least destroyed building at the end of carnage. While Garou on the sideline watching the whole scenes: "Well mark me down as scared and horny." 😳🔥

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#2 : "The chaotic human with no self-preservation whatsoever, and the supernatural creature desperately trying to keep them alive."

Yooo we had already know Badd is ABSOLUTELY have no self-preservation whatsoever, courtesy by Zenko and Garou. Being so selfless and too determinated by his goals, wont back down at all before he finished the business.. 😔

And Garou is the Human Monster, now that they're dating, will protect and keeps Badd alive at all cost! Sometimes he must dragged Badd away forcibly from the battlefield because Badd is just too stubborn 👿

But if you want the more accurate depiction, I actually have written an older headcanon about it last year. It was about Demon Garou and Human Badd, with Demon Garou slowly becomes "Guardian Demon" for Super Clumsy™ Badd, by saving his life instead of eating his soul because he fell in love with the human.

Badd was desperately finding a way to cure Zenko from chronic illness, and he decided to summon a demon to help him saving Zenko in exchange for his soul. The demon, Garou, accepted the contract and ready to reap his soul whenever he wanted after Garou saved Badd's little sister.

But the problem was, Garou didn't expect that Badd is so clumsy and always endangered his own life. Everytime Garou wants to eat Badd’s soul, he always doing something reckless that makes Garou had urge to save his life. He didn’t want to reap Badd’s soul when he’s in such stupid moment like that, he wants the best time possible.

Then slowly, the demon realized that he doesn't even want to eat Badd's soul anymore, instead he wanted to protect him, to cherish and loving him dearly. Thus, he becomes "Guardian Demon".

You can read the full version of it in here, if you're curious: https://kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/615404377513066496/

Which is it also have been made as a lovely story by @lovelybutnot-ablankcanvas with a title “Dangerous Illusion” in here: archiveofourown.org/works/23665795/chapters/56809585

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#3 : "The super popular celebrity, and the cafe barista that doesn't know (or care) who they are."

Considering in canon, basically Garou being a "celebrity villain" who debuted for his new career as Hero Hunter in Hero Association HQ. And Badd doesn't even know what Garou looks like (he asked himself "Is it Garou??" when he faced some monsters in sushi shop) or even recognized him at the first glance (he thought Garou just a troublesome punk boy or random annoying civillian).

Now imagine them in AU where: Garou is either a supermodel or a famous singer who likes to drop by in a small cozy coffee shop because the barista is so cute, so he tried to come as a regular to flirt with Badd and also drinking his delicious coffee. Garou genuinely likes Badd's own brewed coffee, or any of his creations. If Badd wasn't on his shift at that day, then Garou just "Bye!" while giving middle finger to any of Badd's coworkers that were unfortunately saw this bastard guy appeared on the shop.

And Badd who doesn't care anything about idols after the whole Amai Mask worshipping™ done by Zenko so he never recognize Garou's public persona than the fact Garou is a super annoying Handsome&Hot™ guy. He just want to get his job done and making some money to pay for Zenko's tuition. Whenever Garou comes (or barging through) into the coffee shop, Badd could sense his impending migraine would also coming soon. Always takes time too long on ordering things because Garou just want to talk with this cutie barista, and trying to get his phone number lmao!

Imagine Garou entering Badd's coffee shop, dressing either like suspicious shady guy, lonely punk teen, or nerdy but Cool™ boy. But I love to imagine Garou usually go with Nerdy Look with an adorable beanie hat and reading glasses, totally different with his appearance when he's on job.

Badd secretly loving Garou's presence (minus the bastard attitude), especially when he was calm and immersed on whatever he was doing, like enjoying Badd's coffee, reading books, working on some work-related documents on his laptop, etc. When Garou talking with Badd (no flirting when he's working), Badd always like to listen his voice. The more they know eachother, the more they attracted to eachother. And they ended up having huge crush and mutual pining, before finally dating!

Badd was honestly surprised when he learned about Garou's other persona as celebrity after Zenko told him or showing some magazine article about Garou, lol! Badd getting his mind blown: "I'M DATING A CELEBRITY???"

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#5 : "The childhood friends, where one of them kills someone to protect the other, and they must take that secret to their grave."

This is like the Childhood Batarou AU but gets a dark twist. Usually we have kid Badd protecting a bullied kid Garou from Tacchan and the mean kids, maybe as far hurting Tacchan in the process at the max but I couldn't see kid Badd killing anyone, since he's too precious.. 😣💦

But if we seriously get on the dark version of it, maybe kid Badd killed kid Garou's abusive dad? Then they buried the body on the backyard, and since they both lived on some desolate village/suburban area, nobody know the event? Then they keep their darkest secret to their grave. Badd didn't regret on dirtied his own hands by blood, as long as he can protect Garou and nobody would hurting him anymore.

Is this too dark? 😅 I'm so sorry, let's just stick to the pure Childhood Friends with Tiny Hero Badd! 👏😤

This is what I have about Childhood Hero Badd AU headcanon: https://hiro-gari.tumblr.com/post/645500921001000960/

Which is it also have been made as a super heartwarming and fluffy story by @hiro-gari with a title “Charmed” in here (plz check it out guys!): archiveofourown.org/works/30301986

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#6 : "The fugitive witch running from false accusation of crime, and the tired, magic-skeptic scientist now hiding their friend fron the law."

THIS IS EXACTLY THE UNIVERSAL HEADCANON BATAROU WE HAVE IN THE FANDOM, LMAOOO!! 😂😂😂

Fugitive Garou hiding from Hero Association in Badd's house because they believed Garou is a high-class criminal and a monster who must be punished severely, denying the fact that Garou hasn't killed anyone or even hurting innocent civillians. And Badd is one of very few people who trust Garou and Tareo's confession, so Garou ended up trusting him back by GOING INTO HIS HOUSE FOR PROTECTION, lol! 😆

Now Badd has a stray feral, now tamed, puppy wolf in his home. And harbouring the currently fugitive wanted man could endanger his job, his family, and also Garou himself. That's a tiring daily task to keep people from discovering the truth. But Badd be like, "Fuck the consequences, I wont let anyone hurt Garou anymore" 😠

But if we give it a twist to be more about a Magical AU, maybe Garou is a very chaotic but kindhearted wizard who loves to help bullied kids, poor people, and underdog people in his village. But someone who hates him spreading the false rumours about Garou and getting a mass to hunt him down.

It made Garou furious and he unleashed his anger by his powerful magic that caused the people getting hurt, but nobody died. Kinda regretting his action because it means Garou couldn't stay any longer in his birthplace village, he fled to downtown area in the crowded city far away from his home. But not forgetting to give protection charm for every single person in his village for as a farewell gift, and casted a longstanding protection spell around the village area to repel any bad-intentioned people from entering it.

Then after being a fugitive wizard who looks more like a lone hobo wolf, Garou was wandering around the city without any fixed destination. In the moment of loneliness and desperation, he found someone kind enough to help him (it was Badd) by giving warm food (it was Badd's takeaway fastfood dinner he just bought on the way home after work).

Thus without Badd knowing, Garou following him until they reaching Badd's house (Garou casted a spell to make himself invisible). Imagine Badd was alerted in the middle of night when suddenly there's a suspicious sounds from his kitchen, and Tama was meowing like crazy which is never happened unless there's some stranger intruding his house. When he comes downstairs, he found out there's an invisible force TAKING HIS FOOD FROM THE FRIDGE!

Badd was freaking out and grabbing his metal bat to bonk anything behind that invisible force, but failed because he was disarmed by that force. Then Garou revealed himself that he's a fugitive wizard, asking for a help for a temporary hideout. Badd, who never believed in magic (Zenko is), was baffled at Garou's claim until Garou showed himself what he capable of. Which got Badd awestrucked, and maybe charmed by Garou's awesomeness.

Then their daily life is basically similar like what we have as the universal headcanon, just with a sprinkle of magic 🔮✨

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#7 : "WHATEVER THE FUCK THIS IS, NO BRAIN."

This can be applied to any Batarou headcanon, either canon divergents or AUs! Even also for them in platonic friendship Shitty Teen Squad, yeah especially this! 😆

They're complementing eachother and definitely would share 1 braincell, in which frustated Genos to no end because it seems he's the one who could make the braincell functional enough make them behave well, lol. But despite all of that, Garou and Badd are a pair of loveable dumbasses 😉👍💖

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You would immediately know which dynamics I hyperfixated on, hehe 😜

Yeah personally when I saw the list, I think the ship dynamics #3 and #6 have the freshly good potential for Batarou AU stories! That's why I made them like that. Plz someone make it into more coherent story I'm incapable to write them decently enough I will pass the baton to you aaaa-- 👀😫💦

Honorable mention for dynamic #2 because it's a personal favorite (Demon Garou is Perfection™ 😈✨), and also that the hc means so much to me.. 😌

That's all I have to say about Batarou ship dynamic based on the post, hopefully it could entertain you today! 😚👌💕

Thanks alot for: @hiro-gari, @the-goddessfighter, @kaincuro, @garous-nipple, @jusqu-une-etudiante, @guby1620, @lovelybutnot-ablankcanvas, and @krystalseijuro, also all of Batarou shippers in the fandom! Thank you for always giving me encouragement to keep making more silly contents of Batarou, I really appreciate you all! 😭🙏💕💞💖💝

Hope you have a great day~ 😎👍🌸🌼🌻🌷💐

-Little1993lamb-

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~Lilia:

UM I saw the link and went “no way” because I literally saw that post not two days ago and was thinking about how the first and last ones suited these Boys very well.. BUT also I was like yk who would be able to come up with a brilliant scenario for any one of these??? the emoji anon of course... And, here you are, and you have done just that, and I’m SHOOK like AHHH how’d you know I needed this??

For the first one, I hadn’t even considered feral Badd 😳 I agree it’d be very frightening, since he’s a tough guy but still generally a sweetheart, when he snaps he probably s n a p s and no one is safe

Omg, Demon Garou.. 🤤 *head suddenly empty* Nothing more to say there 😂 But I love clumsy sweetheart Badd ghhhhhsk, I read Dangerous Illusions some time ago and absolutely adored it, I hadn’t seen your original post though, thank you so much for sharing it!! 😩👌

BARISTA BADD yaaas 👏 Especially him doing it for Zenko’s tuition awwe 🥺 he’s totally clueless as to who that nerdy bastard is, I love it!

Ooo the fifth one tho... Reminds me of the flashback scene in AoT where they just... stab the human traffickers 😳 Though I could see it actually, especially if Badd felt Garou’s life was genuinely in danger, and the situation called for someone to intervene immediately 😢 Gave me the feels wahhh

Magical wizard Garou?? All of my yes?? *heart eyes mf* I can just imagine Garou’s troublemaking increasing tenfold with the addition of magic he’d be a top tier prankster, Fred and George meet Garou and Badd especially if he can make himself invisible 😂 dude that fridge EMPTY! I LOVE THIS SM 💖

Ah yes, the last one :”) “two halves of a whole idiot” and annoying the shit out of poor Genos 😂 One of my fave tropes for them for sure!!

Thank you sm for doing this anon!! Your raw creativity never ceases to amaze me 💕💗 THIS IS A BLESSING 🥰 I hope you have a wonderful day too!

#fr tho... #are you hiding your psychic abilities 👀 #I’m literally so happy to see this you have no idea #hopefully I can finish some of the shit I’m working on soon #bc I’m about to fall head over heels for wizard garou lmfao #sorry I am such a slow writer 😩 #ilysm #😚 #batarou #garou #metal bat #opm #headcanons #ship dynamics #submission

[3laxx]

In Your Dreams - Chapter 2

After the accident, the waiting begins. For the shock to fade, for the everyday life to set back in, and for Luz to wake up.

Hi everyone! Welcome back! Since I want to keep this a short story and Lumity-centric, I will not really go into detail about other characters like Eda, King, or the Hexside students. So this chapter is Amity-centric! How does she cope with Luz having been injured that badly, and how does she act since then?

Ao3 / FF.net

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Amity couldn’t go a step walking through the school without being watched. Of course, everyone had gotten word of a horrible accident on the grudgby field but the important thing to them was her freak-out. She didn’t know who had told anyone about that, because neither Willow nor the grudgby team had said anything – mainly because Boscha and Skara hadn’t been in school for the past few days. Amelia had immediately approached her when she had gone back the next day not to miss any classes because she needed the normality to function, and told her that someone had apparently heard her screaming from inside a classroom, and attracted by the noise, then seen her being caged by Amelia.

The girl had said some other things, probably about how they had wanted to stop Boscha or how she hadn’t told anything, or how she had said that she hadn’t heard from the grudgby captain either, but Amity hadn’t cared anymore.

She had just solemnly nodded and continued with her day.

It had been five of them by now, and Luz still hadn’t woken up. The first few days had been very scary, because Luz’s condition hadn’t improved at all. The healers hadn’t been sure what was wrong and there was one jump scare when Luz’s heart had momentarily given in again. But they had managed to save her and bring her back to a healthier rhythm by magically helping her heart pump. Amity wasn’t really interested in how they had done it because she was just glad that she hadn’t been there to see it. After that, Luz had just slept.

The first time Amity had seen her in the hospital bed she had thought the human was dead. Her usually brown skin had been grey and pale against the white sheets and she had looked horrible. Well, health-wise, because Luz could never look horrible to her.

Sighing, Amity sat down in the abomination classroom when the lecture started.

The young witchling had visited Luz and Eda every day after school, from morning until evening on the weekend, but her condition hadn’t improved yet, which was why the healers were hesitant to lift the sleeping spell.

They weren’t sure about human anatomy, but they did know that humans healed slower than witches and that they took injuries harder. Which was why Luz had gotten hurt by that ball in the first place. A witch would have felt the burns as well, obviously, but after getting hit they could’ve gotten back up again and the burns would’ve been gone within a day.

The bile sac and the magic in their blood helped massively with that. Especially responding to magic treatment was way easier with magic already residing within the patient. A human had no magic so it was apparent that Luz would take some time longer.

But Amity didn’t want to wait. She had to talk to her, make sure she was okay. She had to hear her talk again, desperately.

The day stretched infinitely. Normally, she was interested in the abomination professor droning on and on about their craft and their coven, but her head wasn’t in it. Her thoughts went back to Luz, her in a Healer’s bed, her in her own blood. Boscha being so concentrated to save her.

Amity’s eyebrows furrowed while she looked outside.

Boscha had been right to restrain her, Amity would’ve just attacked. And Amity had also known that back then, she hadn’t created an abomination to free herself. Instinctively, she must’ve known that she’d lack the physical coordination to treat Luz safely. And if she was being honest, Boscha had reacted faster than her and had kept a cool head.

Amity probably would’ve accidentally hurt Luz more. And put her in one of those wheely chair thingies that Luz had explained to her when she had shown her a picture of the human realm and Amity had spotted a person sitting like that.

She didn’t want to think about that. Rendering Luz unable to move for the rest of her life.

Boscha had reacted correctly by locking her up. And she hadn’t even acknowledged her when she had screamed insults at her. Amity had to give it to the grudgby captain, if the situation was serious she could focus on the task at hand.

Still… The picture of Luz on the ground, and Boscha above her, barking instructions, wouldn’t leave her mind. Groaning, Amity shuddered, then she tried to take some notes again but her pen almost immediately sank.

Luz…

She had just tried to be her idiotic self. Taking Willow’s place, to be Boscha’s punchbag. Why hadn’t Amity taken that place? She had at least known to defend herself, but Luz had been glyph-less. She had just run in, head first without thinking, as usual, just screaming.

Amity smiled to herself.

She had said that when they were running from the Otabin monster, tied to a magical book he had used to trap friends. Amity still felt her heart beating faster when she thought about her adventure with Luz in the library, at night, and all alone. A small blush rose to her cheeks when she imagined that. She’d probably become a stuttering mess if she spent a night with Luz alone these days.

Finally, classes ended and she was free to go to the Healer’s Coven. Breathing through, she wandered through the woods, and finally, she could relax. The whole school was going crazy ever since the accident and she was gossip topic number 1.

As much as she had hated that back then, she hated it even more now.

Taking the scenic route, she decided to clear her head a little before actually arriving at the Healer’s Coven. The fresh air blew her head free of thoughts and she could finally relax for the first time today after feeling stares in the back of her head all day long.

Maybe today was the day. Maybe the healers would finally wake up Luz today. Amity sighed.

She just hoped the human was going to be fine.

The forest remained silent and beautiful while she wandered through the small path that had been trampled down by generations. That was a change from the usual, normally there was at least one unpleasant view. Maybe it was just Amity’s head, though, because she didn’t even focus on the environment around her. Her head was empty and light, making her lose the tension in her shoulders that she had held all day in school.

It was hard, being the center of gossip, especially when it was about this topic. She sighed.

They didn’t know better. They hadn’t seen what she had seen. What she had felt.

The crushing fear that maybe, Luz wouldn’t get up again. That they’d have to say goodbye. That there was nothing left to save the human. That she’d never told her how she felt.

Amity didn’t like the thought of that.

Another Breeze luckily knocked that right out of her head, though, and she managed to spend the rest of her walk just humming thoughtlessly.

A little later, she knocked on the door to Luz’s room. She had managed to get Luz and Eda a private room, thanks to pulling the Blight card even if she hated to do so, but since it meant getting Luz a better treatment, she hadn’t even hesitated.

Eda hadn’t gone home the first few nights until the healers had urged her to, but she had been right back once visiting hours had started again. Now, thanks to the private room Amity had managed to get them, Eda could stay the nights again. But only after promising Amity that she’d contact her as soon as Luz showed any sign of waking up.

So far, Eda had just texted her that Luz’s condition had steadily improved since this morning, but not much more. Amity stepped in at Eda’s call and her gaze immediately went to the unconscious girl on the bed before nodding at said girl’s mentor.

“How’re you holding up, kid?”, Eda asked from the table where she was playing some Hexes Hold’em with Owlbert. She didn’t even look up when Owlbert’s deck defeated a few of her cards.

“… I’m good.”, Amity managed. Eda just nodded at that, probably figuring that Amity didn’t want to talk about it. After all, the public freak-out she’d had hadn’t only caused rumors at school. That the human had gotten injured had made its rounds in the whole of Bonesborough, and apparently, the youngest Blight offspring caring so much for the human that she had to be restrained had spread like wildfire. Amity had just gotten around to being grounded because the twins had jumped in and talked their parents down. She was just lucky she had granted the twins eternal mocking permission, otherwise, they probably wouldn’t have bailed her out.

Now, Amity sat down by the bed on the chair Eda had placed there and softly took Luz’s hand, sighing when she relaxed. Luz’s face had a normal color again and her cheeks showed a slight blush, finally. After 5 days, her condition was improving, even if the bandages on the girl’s arms and head stayed. Her hand felt warm and soft and Amity rubbed across the back of her hand and played with her fingers when she started talking. She didn’t mind Eda sitting in the corner and playing cards.

They had determined that whatever Amity had to say to Luz was too important not to be spoken out. She had bonded so much with Eda that she’d also tell her everything she’d tell Luz. Okay, maybe not everything.

But they certainly had built up quite a sweet relationship, especially after Eda had met Odalia again for the first time since graduation while she was picking up Amity because she had missed her curfew. Eda had later expressed her shock to Amity, when the Blight kid had snuck out of the manor with the help of the twins to return to Luz, about how coldly her mother treated her.

Ever since then, Amity had a feeling that Eda had secretly adopted her like she had adopted Luz.

“Hey, Luz… Today in school they all talked about your accident again. We’ve been calling it an accident because Boscha didn’t mean to hurt you and because she’s super sorry. I haven’t seen her in a while, but she let me know she was okay just today, and that she was taking a break because of what happened. I think that’s very mature.”

Amity breathed through again, then she smiled.

“Willow and I have been getting along better now. She really helped me back then, and I feel much better now. We actually spend quite a lot of time together, whenever I’m not here. Which is basically just in school or when she visits.”

Eda snorted from the corner and Amity slightly smirked at that.

“Anyways… I was really freaked out about what happened, but Boscha reacted right. The healers say if she hadn’t helped you that you’d-… Be somewhere else now.”, the young witchling slightly gulped at that, then she continued, “Uhm-… Gus finished his tunnel beneath Hexside, by the way. He told us about that today. I’m still not so sure if that’s particularly legal, but Willow said she could strengthen the walls with roots, so we just assume it’s fine. He was so excited about that that Willow and I couldn’t stop him.”

Amity chuckled, then she lowered her gaze and continued playing with Luz’s fingers, softly examining each one of them.

“I miss you, you know…? You should wake up soon…”

Eda gave another snort at that, nodding slowly.

“Yeah, that’d be amazing, Luz, you hear?”

They sat in silence for a little while until Amity joined Eda for a game of Hexes Hold’em, a little tradition they had started ever since Luz had been admitted to the Healer’s Coven. Owlbert dozed on Eda’s shoulder and her staff leaned against the wall. King was snoring on Eda’s bed. Amity couldn’t imagine a place more peaceful than this one, honestly. Even if Luz was technically missing, she felt more at home here, in a Healer’s Coven room, than she did at her actual home. Because here, she was surrounded by friends. Not only friends. She found herself starting to see the Owl House residents as her family. Eda never grew tired of spending time with her here and King warmed up to her as well, even if he still called her the “Cupcake-Killer”. But she heard the bite in his voice vanishing time by time, and it had become a common occurrence for Amity to pick up the little furry demon and place him on her lap while doing her homework, without him objecting.

The evening came and the sun went, coloring the sky a dark orange and rich red outside, before letting the Boiling Isles slowly sink into darkness.

Just before her curfew, Amity bid Eda and King a good night and to sleep well, then she made her way back up to the manor. Thanks to Eda’s influence, she was always a few pleasurable minutes late, not enough to drive her parents mad, but enough to be noticed. Amity started to like the little act of rebellion.

Ed and Em asked her about Luz’s condition, her parents chastised her for coming home late, but she dutifully just gave her father her homework to check it for mistakes, nodding at her mother droning on about punctuality – she would never let her know that she was punctual, she was just punctually a few minutes late, on purpose – and then going up to her room after getting her homework back. It was spotless as always.

That night, Amity felt a lot better. Luz’s condition was improving, Willow and Gus were her friends and she had gotten a text from Boscha that she’d return to school the next day. Things were looking up for the youngest Blight, for the first time in years.

Thankfully, ever since Luz had stumbled into her life, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

And she couldn’t wait for the moment when Luz would open her beautiful brown eyes again and smile again and-

The young witchling had already fallen asleep at that, unable to finish her thought.

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