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direwombat · 1 year

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af;ljkasfdl;k thank you so much this wholly ran away from me so it got so much longer than i thought it'd be whoops

What the recently imprisoned "recruits" don't realize, is that although the dinner bell stands in the courtyard where they're being caged, it's ringing isn't for them. Caged animals are fed once a day at dawn. If they're lucky. Sybille knows this, and hangs back as frail and starving bodies rush towards the bars, pleading to the Chosen to give them some food.

She remains huddled in the corner of her private cage -- a "treat" from both Kit and Jacob that's both a blessing and a curse. Just how they wanted it. It's smaller than the others, an actual crate meant for a large dog. She doesn't have much room to move, but she doesn't need to share it. The only real problem with it is that she has no one to huddle for warmth with now that the weather is turning.

The Chosen all file orderly into the Veterans Center, but among the sea of red and black moving towards the intimidating brick edifice, a lone figure moves against the tide. Striding towards her cage with an air of authority and lunch-tray in hand is Kit.

The poor bastards in the larger cages nearly trample each other to get closer when they realize food is entering the yard. Their faces press against the bars and arms claw as they cry out for mercy. But Kit ignores them, her confident stride unbroken as if she doesn't even hear them. She stands before the door to Sybille's cage and crouches down, letting the tray rest on the ground.

A hearty venison stew steams enticingly in a bowl with a piece of bread and small salad on either side. Sybille's stomach cramps and growls loudly, but all she does is scowl at the other woman, fully expecting to be taunted by having her eat in front of her. Show her what she's missing.

But instead, she says, "It's going to snow tonight, Bunny." She stirs the stew with a plastic spoon, letting the aroma carry on the wind and making Sybille's mouth water. "Now, you can stay out here if you think that coat of yours will be enough," -- she scoops up some meat and carrots, showing off the meal before tipping the spoon and letting it fall back into the bowl -- "Or, if you promise to behave, not only will you get a hot meal, but you'll also get to sleep in a nice warm bed."

On cue, a particularly harsh wind comes cutting through the courtyard, causing her to shiver and huddle deeper in her leather jacket. It bites harshly at her cheeks and fingers and she can't hold back the full body shudder that violently rips through her. Damn her, Sybille thinks. Damn her and damn Jacob. She knows exactly what she's doing.

She flashes Sybille a toothy smile. "So, what'll it be?"

Her pride is perhaps the hardest thing she's ever had to swallow, and the two of them have had her eagerly choking on it time and time again. "I'll be good," she breathes desperately through chattering teeth. Please, I'll be so good, just don't leave me here.

Kit's smile widens. Fishing a key from her pockets, she unlocks the padlock securing the door of the cage shut. Sybille crawls towards her, right into her open arms, gratefully melting into the heat of her body as she allows Kit to half-carry her inside the Veterans Center. Her terrible and beautiful guardian angel bringing her to safety.

She doesn't feel a hint of remorse as she leaves behind the horde of prisoners begging to come inside too.

#oc: deputy sybille la roux #kit cross #kit x syb #fc5 polycule au #my fic #because f;lakjdf this is long enough to go into that tag #i got a little lost in the setup and so much of my characters thoughts are told in the prose via their interpretations of things #so theses uh...get long....

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jungletac · 1 year

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Cheat codes for NES Pokemon Yellow (NJ046 - Pocket Monsters - Yellow (C))

I found a few random cheat codes for the NES Chinese Pokémon Yellow (specifically the English patch). Why? idk bored lol. These cheats were found in FCEUX but I’m sure could be used in any emulator where you can edit the value of an address in RAM.

First are the move modifiers. They seem to work different than official Pokémon games, rather than it being what slot in your party the Pokémon is in, it seems to be in the order that you caught the Pokémon (maybe)?? you may need to play with these codes to figure out which address applies to which Pokémon.

------------------------------------------------- Move modifiers ------------------------------------------------- First move slots addresses 6063:xx 6064:xx 6065:xx 6066:xx 6067:xx 6068:xx

Second move slots addresses 6069:xx 606a:xx 606b:xx 606c:xx 606d:xx 606e:xx

Third move slots addresses 606f:xx 6070:xx 6071:xx 6072:xx 6073:xx 6074:xx

Fourth move slots addresses 6075:xx 6076:xx 6077:xx 6078:xx 6079:xx 607a:xx

Move values-

00: ember 01: flame wheel 02: fire punch 03: flame thrower 04: sacred fire 05: fire blast 06: erupt 07: wisp 08: bubble 09: water gun 0a: water pulse 0b: bubble beam 0c: octazooka 0d: crab hammer 0e: surf 0f: hydro pump 10: water sport 11: clamp 12: withdraw 13: thundershock 14: shock wave 15: spark 16: thunderpunch 17: thunderbolt 18: zap cannon 19: volt tackle 1a: thunder 1b: thunder wave 1c: avsorb [sic] 1d: mega drain 1e: magic leaf 1f: vine whip 20: razor leaf 21: needle arm 22: seed bomb 23: solar beam 24: frenzy plant 25: grass whistle 26: sleeping powder 27: spore 28: stun spore 29: powder snow 2a: icy wind 2b: arctic breeze 2c: ice punch 2d: ice beam 2e: blizzard 2f: sheer cold 30: mud slap 31: mud shot 32: dig 33: bone club 34: earth quake 35: bonemerang 36: fissure 37: sand attack 38: rock throw 39: rock tomb 3a: ancient power 3b: rock slide 3c: leech life 3d: twin needle 3e: silver wind 3f: signal beam 40: mega horn 41: tail grow 42: string shot 43: poison sting 44: smog 45: acid 46: poison tail 47: poison fang 48: sludge 49: sludge bomb 4a: poison gas 4b: poison powder 4c: toxic 4d: low kick 4e: rock smash 4f: karate chop 50: double kick 51: revenge 52: rolling kick 53: vital throw 54: seismic toss 55: brick break 56: sky uppercut 57: cross chop 58: dynamic punch 59: power-up punch 5a: focus punch 5b: peck 5c: gust 5d: air cutter 5e: wing attack 5f: aerial ace 60: fly 61: drill peck 62: bounce 63: aeroblast 64: sky attack 65: confusion 66: psybeam 67: mist ball 68: psyshock 69: zen headbutt 6a: psychic 6b: dream eater 6c: psy boost 6d: hypnosis 6e: rest 6f: teleport 70: calm mind 71: agility 72: lick 73: astonish 74: shadow punch 75: shadow ball 76: shadow claw 77: confuse ray 78: twister 79: dragon rage 7a: dragonbreath 7b: dragon claw 7c: dragon pulse 7d: dragon dance 7e: knock off 7f: faint attack 80: bite 81: crunch 82: metal claw 83: steel wing 84: iron tail 85: meteor mash 86: iron defense 87: splash 88: rapid spin 89: tackle 8a: scratch 8b: pound 8c: quick attack 8d: pay day 8e: fake out 8f: cut 90: swift 91: stomp 92: crush claw 93: hidden power 94: hyper fang 95: razor wind 96: double edge 97: hyper beam 98: self destruct 99: explode 9a: guillotine 9b: horn drill 9c: sing 9d: love kiss 9e: supersonic 9f: sword dance a0: growl a1: bulk-up a2: defense curl a3: harden a4: tail whip a5: charm a6: smoke screen a7: flash a8: double team a9: recover aa: encore ab: roar ac: whirlwind ad: ???????? (is supposed to be transform but doesnt work, even when ditto uses it) ae: counter af: strength b0: ----- (fire type, has 100 pp, 100 power, and 0 accuracy b1: crashes the game if you try to look at move or use it b2: crashes the game if you try to look at move or use it b3: crashes the game if you try to look at move or use it b4: ieved Mew! (fire type, 125 power 0 accuracy) b5: EaSa0quFi (water type, 238 power, 2 accuracy) b6: glitches graphics, very entertaining. power eAA accuracy e (never seems to hit) b7: similar to above but different graphics, i got it to hit at least once but it usually doesnt hit b8: nameless 0 power 0 accuracy 0 pp move, Did not evolve! type. b9: 145 pp move, glitches out if trying to view stats. glitches out graphics, always misses ba: crashes the game bb: needs tobe stopped. - 87 power 32 accuracy 0 pp type: KeyItm (crashes game sometimes) bc: Pickachu isbetter than yours! - 51 power 5 accuracy type: ash! bd: amine. - power 16 accuracy 0 type: Did not evolve!. glitches battle graphics be: MesHotl - power 55 accuracy 7 ghost type bf: ArSiBrBe - glitches graphics, never hits c0: nameless 16 power 0 accuracy 64 pp move c1: saffron city - 65 power 8 accuracy 114 pp ghost type. crashes game if it hits c2: crashes game c3: rcanine - 49 power 8 accuracy 68 pp c4: tarmie - 118 power 20 accuracy 48 pp , crashes game if it hits c5: as data viaPC! power 39 accuracy 6 type: Yes No c6: crashes game c7: crashes game c8: crashes game c9: crashes game ca: crashes game cb: crashes game cc: crashes game cd: crashes game ce: crashes game cf: to the next trainerGood luck! - 16 power 1 accuracy 32 pp type: e u d0: ourin succession - 51 power 6 accuracy 99 pp type: Ciis Iss - crashes game d1: rin succession. - 8 power 0 acc 33 pp type: Did not evolve! d2: crashes game d3: crashes game d4: garbled glitch move - doesnt do very much damage when it hits (rarely) d5: nameless move - 36 power 4 acc 32 pp type: Regained HP! d6: ladon Aty - 32 power 2 acc 113 pp type: e u d7: crashes game d8: om Parasect - 67 power 18 acc 80 pp type: Ciis Iss d9: danger - 39 power 4 acc 48 pp type: How Many? da: it - 89 power 39 acc 40 pp Type: Did not evolve! db: to the next trainerGood luck! - power 51 acc 1 pp 64 Type: How Many? dc: succession. - 33 power 16 acc Type: Ash! Your legend is about to unfold! - really messes up battle graphics but works as intended dd: ccession. - 20 power 4 acc 64 pp de: crashes game df: garbled move name - 87 power 32 acc type: u - could not get this move to hit once even though it has way more acc than some of these other moves e1: rmilion Ity - freezes if it hits e2: K ilion - 71 power 8 acc 96 pp type: Hello! Welcome to the world of Pokemon! e3: crashes game e4: crashes game e5: crashes game e6: to the next trainerGood luck! - 67 power 0 acc 2 pp Type: Ash! Your very own legend is about to e7: sion. - crashes game if move details are viewed or if it is used in battle e8: on. - 51 power 7 acc 16 pp Type: Ash! Your very own legend is about to e9: crashes game ea: crashes game eb: ArSiBrBe - gliched stats, always misses ec: On - 20 power 1 acc 64 pp ed: Q - 65 pw 17 acc 0 pp Type: Send - stable move, appears to be psychic type as poison and fighting types are weak to it ee: crashes game ef: crashes game f0: crashes game f1: crashes game f2: crashes game f3: crashes game f4: crashes game f5: crashes game f6: -ar - 71 power 9 acc 4 pp - always freezes opponent if it hits f7: are you good enou g h f o r m e ? - o power u acc type: Ciis Is Appears to be a new type of move because it is not very effective against normal, ground, poison, fighting, bug, water f8: Are you good enough - glitched stats. does decent damage but rarely hits, puts pokemon to sleep sometimes, crits a lot f9: Are you good enough - very glitched stats screen. crashes game if you look at stats or use it in battle fa: crashes game fb: to sleep, then eats their dreams - 51 power 6 acc 67 pp type: defense fc: ink from its mouth - 33 power 5 acc 86 pp type: defense fd: 0'F - 20 power 1 acc 116 pp fe: crashes game ff: empty move slot --------------------------------------------------------------------- Item addresses. --------------------------------------------------------------------

Pokeballs 60d0:ff - pokeballs 60d1:ff - great balls 60d2:ff - ultra balls 60d3:ff - master balls

Main pocket items 60d4:ff - potions 60d5:ff - super potions 60d6:ff - hyper potions 60d7:ff - max potions 60d8:ff - antidote 60d9:ff - paralyze heal 60da:ff - sleep heal 60db:ff - ice heal 60dc:ff - burn heal 60dd:ff - full heal 60de:ff - revive 60df:ff - ether 60e0:ff - max ether 60e1:ff - rare candy 60e2:ff - fire stone 60e3:ff - water stone 60e4:ff - thunder stone 60e5:ff - leaf stone 60e6:ff - moon stone

Key Items 60e7:ff - parcel 60e8:ff - pokedex 60e9:ff - map 60ea:ff - helix fossil 60eb:ff - dome fossil 60ec:ff - s.s. ticket 60ed:ff - lemonade 60ee:ff - silph scope 60ef:ff - pokeflute 60f0:ff - gold teeth 60f1:ff - secret key

HMs 60f2:ff - cut 60f3:ff - fly 60f4:ff - surf 60f5:ff - strength 60f6:ff - flash

TMs 60f7:ff - TM01 - focus punch 60f8:ff - TM02 - dragon claw 60f9:ff - TM03 - water pulse 60fa:ff - TM04 - calm mind 60fb:ff - TM05 - roar 60fc:ff - TM06 - toxic 60fd:ff - TM07 - hidden power 60fe:ff - TM08 - bulk up 60ff:ff - TM09 - fake out 6100:ff - TM10 - bite 6101:ff - TM11 - bubblebeam 6102:ff - TM12 - steel wing 6103:ff - TM13 - ice beam 6104:ff - TM14 - blizzard 6104:ff - TM15 - hyper beam 6105:ff - TM16 - rest 6106:ff - TM17 - smokescreen 6107:ff - TM18 - ancient power 6108:ff - TM19 - magic leaf 6109:ff - TM20 - iron defense 610a:ff - TM21 - recover 610b:ff - TM22 - solar beam 610c:ff - TM23 - iron tail 610d:ff - TM24 - thunderbolt 610e:ff - TM25 - thunder 610f:ff - TM26 - earthquake 6110:ff - TM27 - fire punch 6111:ff - TM28 - dig 6112:ff - TM29 - psychic 6113:ff - TM30 - shadow ball 6114:ff - TM31 - brick break 6115:ff - TM32 - double team 6116:ff - TM33 - razor leaf 6117:ff - TM34 - shockwave 6118:ff - TM35 - harden 6119:ff - TM36 - sludge bomb 611a:ff - TM37 - aerial ace 611b:ff - TM38 - fire blast 611c:ff - TM39 - rock tomb 611d:ff - TM40 - psy beam ---------------------------------------------- Wild Pokémon code: this works pretty much just like it does in the official games. Turn on the code and walk into the grass. -------------------------------------------

wild Pokémon code 7D96:xx

Values 00: ---------- placeholder pokemon - has bulbasaurs moveset? but is a dark steel type bulbasaur - mew are the same as their national dex number converted to hex 98: raikou 99: entei 9a: suicune 9b: lugia 9c: ho-oh 9d: kyogre 9e: groudon 9f: rayquaza a0: all values after crash the game --------------------------------------------------- scraps. random codes that dont fit anywhere else, or i didn’t have time to finish --------------------------------------------------- enemy Pokémon level 7D47:xx palette addresses(?) 7D23:xx 7D24:xx 7D25:xx Bonus: glitchy screenshots

#pokemon yellow nes #Lei Dian Huang: Bi Ka Qiu Chuan Shuo #NJ046 - Pocket Monsters - Yellow (C)

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wolfgangvomitiger · 2 years

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The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.

Rita had been walking along a muddy one lane roaf for miles. Rain sputtered on her poncho. Mud splashed her hiking boots and coated calves which were exposed. Her jeans were torn from the thighs down.

The poncho sleeves were tattered.

Awwawkk!

A bird with black feathers croaked overhead. She did not know how long she had been walking. A few hours. She saw the cabin that sat at the end of the lane like an old wizard with a beard of weeds, brambles and thorns. The eyes were dark but for a single candle.

Her vision blurred with the rain water that dripped into her eyes.

Rita reached the clearing, a circluar driveway was clear. No cars.

She stared at the window. Hoping to see a shadow move in frpnt pd the light or a face. Then again she hoped not.

She heard laughter.

Childish tittering laughter. The wind blew hard. Making the great oaks and pines bow and groan like giant in a deep chasm.

That was the noise that woke her at 3 a.m. She thought it was Chip, who snored loudly like an industrial logging chain saw wielding behemoth.

She looked behind her. Rougjly due east. The sun had burned their retinas. Suzane he red hair enflamed with gold. Her blue-green eyes flashed with. yellow.

Last summer they stood on the beach. The icy briny foam washed up around their toes and up to their ankles. Here's one she cried and shooped up a large conch shell which was white and pinkish with orange flecks of fire.

"Come on Suze! We got dinner reservations for six."

"I KNOW JOSH!" She screamed back. We found this awesome shell!

Flash to last night tbat same shell lay on the floor blood and stands of redgold hair.

Chip glared at her. His dark eyes burned through her.

A creak of wood. The front door of the cabin opened and snapped shut.

"What a fourth of July this turned out to be, " she said as she walked toward the cabin. Rita raised tbe steel hatchet that she had grabbed from the wood pile on the back porch.

The hatchet was rusted around the part where the head attached to the wooden handle. But it chopped wood and... those things.

More rustling and chittering from the ferns and shurbbery around the cabin. What were they she still didn't know. Elves? Hinkypucks? Some rabid squirrels.

"They says man brought his wife and kids herr. Made them dinner, put them to bed. Bade his deceased wife adieu and severed their little heads like cords of word."

The old man at the general store. Last stop for food, wilderness survival and camping supplies. Rita had held Suze in her arms. Wrapped around her from tje back, smelled the salt and vinegar in her hair. Kissed her neck. As he told the tale. He didnt seem to notice or care that two college aged women were necking in his store.

He probably saw all kinds of teens and spring break adventurers. She wondered if it would be different if it was Chip and his wingman, Mark.

"Then he.shoved them into the brick farrplace and poured kerosene on their bodies. One match and they were fire and ash. No more. Then father hung hisself on the porch. Used the wood pile to stand up to the noose. Kicked it off. And then kicked off himself.

She entered the front room/living room. The candle was in the dining room-living turned front bedroom so both couples Rita and Mark, Chip and Suze.

"We aren't scared. They arent there now and if they afe they are.probably skeletons..

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totiredtowrite · 3 years

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Nonononono hear me out right? Imagine Oikawa, one of the most powerful demons around, snags a reader who wants to be a hero and just kind of says 'aight this ones mine now'

Powerless

Warnings - Mentions of killing, the word blade, a religious joke here or there, cursing, referenced nsfw, the req was short but I managed to make this long af, sorry if the ending is trash :(, might do a part 2

Note: I have one mood and this is it

Male Reader - Fem Readers DNI, Respect The Boundaries of the Writers. ✨This isn't about you✨

Demon King Oikawa Tooru.

Infamous for a...multitude of things. For one, his power. Two, the astounding number of people who lust after him. Cults and chapels have been erected in his favour, solely because of his attraction. Nobodies even sure if he's a demon of lust at this point, or if he's just naturally handsome.

And lastly, of course, his ego. His power gives him a big head, though that isn't undeserved. He's just as cocky as he's allowed to be. While it may seem like overkill to some people, they'll quickly find that all of his self conceit is well earned.

Of course, that makes him a big target. Any heroes career would be made if they could kill the demon king. Hell, some get publicity just by returning alive. Young, naive, aspiring heroes want to get his head on a platter more than anything.

And, of course, you were no exception.

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"I just don't think you're cut out for this, son."

At first you'd scoffed. Chalked it up to your mentor being crazy. After all, he was the one who trained you for this!

Nearing the end of the dead forest though, you were starting to wish that you'd listened to him. The energy, the atmosphere, felt like it was wrapping around your neck. You could almost see the dark tendrils around your throat.

The whispers of the forest- prominent, though unintelligible- faded the farther you got from the tree line. Anyone with eyes, ears, or even a nose could tell how corrupt the land was here. Dead birds, ravens to be exact, littered the grounds. Every few yards, you had to step over or around a carcass.

Your torch, near burnt out, clattered to the ground.

There wasn't any need for it anymore, the dim sunset illuminating the deathly area. A small shudder tore through your body. It's like you could feel eyes on you, even in the obviously vacated expanse.

The castle wasn't any better.

Cracked and broken cobblestone lined the pathway up to the doors, travelling up a rather steep hill. From where you stood, you could see the different layers. True to it's unholy resident, the castle was make of dark brick and stone. Sharp, jagged pillars jutted up at the tips of towers, pyres in small heaps littering the area. Some looked as if they were already burnt.

Your hand drifted to your side. There your sword hung, sheathed tightly in a leather casing. The sword was all you really needed, though a couple extra daggers and limited magic items were helpful. After all, it was the demon king. Just a sword wasn't going to kill him off.

You smiled at the thought of your sword being framed when you became a well-known hero, famous for being the blade to deliver the finishing blow.

Those thoughts were quickly disrupted as a bird fell to the ground at your feet.

You grimaced, gently kicking the corpse out of the way and continuing on the rocky cobblestone path. There hasn't been any sign of people for the last two miles. You knew that there was an immensely powerful demon king not even twenty minutes away from you, but it felt like there was nobody for miles on end.

Obviously though, no sane person would get as close to this place as you were.

With one final, (and tentative) step, you arrived at the front door. It felt like any and all sound was swallowed by the walls, all of your senses instantly on edge. Nothing felt right here. It almost made you want to turn around, but you've already made it this far. It would make no sense.

Drawing in another shaky breath, your hand made its way to the door handle. Not much skin touched it through your gloves, yet you could just sense how wrong it felt.

You could only hope that the next time you see these doors, you'd still have your head.

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Nobody told Oikawa that being the demon king would be so...boring.

As opposed to what everyone thinks, it's actually rather monotonous. Wake up, go seduce some townspeople, maybe burn a village or two, kill some heroes who come by, and repeat. Nothing happened that he didn't expect anymore.

Hell, it's gotten to the point where he just smites heroes before they even finish their little speech!

In his defense though, their speeches were starting to sound the same. All the "you are an ungodly creature of darkness"s and "I must avenge my family"s just felt the exact same. They only wanted to kill him for the publicity, the bounty, or some stupid thing about their families legacy. He's so bored.

His thoughts were quickly interrupted, (thank god), by the sound of footsteps pounding on the floor. All at once the door to the throne room swung open, a sweating and panting Kuroo standing there. His black hair was wind tousled, sweat glinting on his forehead.

"Wow," Oikawa scoffed. "Somethings got you running."

Kuroo stood up straight, shrugging and attempting to appear collected. "What do you mean?"

Oikawa raised his brows.

"Right, there's a hero in the castle." Kuroo chuckled awkwardly. "Want us to take care of him?"

Oikawa perked up. Another hero? Really? He wasn't looking forward to doing the same dance again, though maybe this time it would be slightly different. "Let him in," he grinned. "Maybe this one will have something for me." He was never one to turn down opportunity.

Kuroo, plagued by a bit of disbelief, nodded and left the throne room. Presumably it was to tell the fox twins.

Another wicked smile split the Demon King's face, brown hair shifting as he tilted his head to the side. Somehow, he got the feeling that this time, something interesting would happen.

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You figured that the castle would be partly deserted, but this was just weird.

No sign of any living beings. Demons, animals, humans, nothing. Was it an ambush? Quite possibly. Still though, you continued on through the halls.

The inside, just like the outside, was made of dark stone and brick. The floors were marbled and grey, veins of gold running through it. It was actually relatively pretty. You thought that there would be skulls and bones everywhere, bodies even. The castle was well taken care of.

Your eyes narrowed suspiciously. Seriously, there was no one. You thought that the all powerful Demon King would at least have some guards stationed around. You were grateful for it though, the lack of protection making it easier for you to get into the castle.

In truth you weren't exactly sure where you were headed. You believed the demon king to be in his throne room, though where exactly that was remained a mystery.

Using your limited knowledge of how castles are built, you slowly tried to make your way to the center of the castle. The back center, specifically. You hoped that you'd find the throne room there, plus you were following the remnants of magic.

Even not being a magic user yourself, it would be hard not to feel the weird fluctuations of energy in these halls. Demons always left some kind of trail behind. Which, of course, made this weirder. Nobody was stopping you, but it was clear that there were being in the castle aside from the king himself.

A thought struck you as you reached two huge double doors. (They no doubt led to the throne room). Was it possible that the demons were letting you get this close? Of course, there had to be some kind of second meaning behind it, right?

Drawing in a breath, you flung the doors open.

The throne room was different than the rest of the castle, if only slightly. Grey marble and gold veins staying the same of course, the walls slightly lighter than before. If you had the time to look closely, you'd notice the oxidized bloodstains on the walls.

"Well well, look who's finally showed up!"

Your breath hitched in your throat, barely registering the door creaking closed behind you the moment you stepped forward. He was just as...no, more terrifying up close. The horns jutting out from the sides of his head, twisted upward, held a muted purple colour that shined in the equally muted light. His tone of voice was teasing, almost whiny.

You couldn't tell if his eyes were brown or red, but either way they glowed dangerously. "Well, boy?" He tilted his head, soft brown hair bouncing slightly. "You are here to kill me...aren't you?" His tone shifted. Deeper, more serious.

Your hand quickly made its way to your sword, eyes darting from his horns to his eyes.

He laughed. "Why do you keep looking at my horns like that? You are here for my head, are you not?" You wanted to nod, though he spoke before you could get an answer out.

"Wait a minute. You're here for something more...carnal, aren't you?"

Your eyes widened. "What- no! I'm here for your head!" Your grip on the swords hilt tightened. The rumors about his looks were true, (maybe even understating them), however that is not what you're here to do.

The teasing smirk dropped off of his face. "Oh. Lame."

Your brows knitted together. "Lame?" What was that supposed to mean?

"Oh nothing," he rolled his eyes. "So if you're going to deliver a speech, best do it now. Before I, you know, kill you real bad."

You only looked more confused.

Oikawa scoffed at your lack of response. "Jeez, come on, you know what a soliloquy is right?"

"Well yes but I don't think that really applies here-"

"Tomato whatever, get on with it!" He'd turned around, hands firmly gripping your shoulders.

Your breath stopped short for a second.

"Oh come one," his face moved closer. "Is a little proximity all it takes for you to freeze up? Maybe you aren't cut out to be a hero, boy," he snickered. His nose was brushing yours, breath minty and cold.

Without thinking, your sword was at his side in a flash of silver. Maybe it was just out of reflex, the need to defend yourself. The blank, shocked look on your face morphing into one of confusion. Why wasn't your sword moving further? "Was that the best you could do?" The king whispered.

Looking down, you realize just why he was so revered. He'd caught the blade in his hand, a trickle of black blood visible on his palm. No grimace, no noise of pain, nothing. "Hey, eyes up here sweetheart," one of his clawed hands was on your chin now. The wound, one that would cut almost anyone's hand off, didn't seem to throw him off his rhythm at all.

Horror and realization befell you as your eyes met his. You weren't ready. You didn't know what to do, except relax and let instinct take over. So that's what you did.

You let the sword fall out of your hand, causing him to have to catch it at an awkward angle. Using his moment of distraction, you reached into a bag at your hip. Sand. Sure, he was a demon, though it's not like his eyes were impervious to sand.

The dust hit him in the eyes, a startled, strangled noise leaving him. You turned, darting to the only open window as fast as possible. Jumping was not a good idea by any means, though maybe you could use the little magic you knew to your own advantage. You hesitated. You didn't mean to, but really it was just in your nature to be a little cautious.

Oikawa's eyes cleared just in time to see you fall out the window, hands darting back and forth and lips moving. Magic. "You clever little thing," he snarled, at the window in only a few seconds flat. He almost jumped out after you, but then he stopped. Sure he could follow you, but what would be the point? It makes more sense to simply leave you to come back on your own.

"Hey!"

You didn't look back at the sound of his voice, though you did catch the next words to fall from his mouth. "The names Tooru, by the way!"

You didn't say a word, focused on the cold burn of your heart pounding and your legs moving. You'd failed far faster than you thought you would, but you'd be back. You didn't even bother to step around the birds, only focused on getting out. After all, he'd let you leave. There wasn't any way you were taking that for granted.

Back at the castle, Oikawa's hands were still gripping the window's edge. He'd watched your form run until he could hardly see you, still gazing off in that direction. The twins were hovering behind him, wondering when the right time would be to speak. The bloodied sword on the ground, (and the grains of sand), were clear signs that you'd done something.

After elbowing one another for a minute, Osamu spoke up. "Would you like us to take care of it, Lord?" He pushed Atsumu back in an attempt to seem more dignified.

They got silence for a second before he responded. "No. That one is mine. Leave him be." The twins nodded in unison, leaving the room like they were never there.

You didn't do much. There were other heroes who'd done far more to him then you had, though still, something stuck with him. Maybe it was the utterly useless conversation you'd shared before anything actually happened. Maybe it was the vague potential he saw.

In any case, he was going to see you once more. Somewhere you'd least expect him.

Oikawa never was fond of leaving unfinished business.

#hq x male reader #m!reader #anime x male reader #x male reader #male reader #haikyuu x male reader #tooru oikawa x male reader #oikawa x male reader #tooru x male reader

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Well hello there. I hope you're having a very coucou day.

I wonder if you can do an analysis of Stockholm Syndrome. I feel like there're two interpretations and I wonder what you think.

Hi! coucou AND NOW YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS RINGING IN MY EARS AGAIN

The thing with Stockholm Syndrome (and why it took me so long to reply to you <3) is that I'm not convinced on any interpretation. Usually in a song there's some hint or link or reference that I just kinda grasp onto and go from there and if it keeps checking out I'm like ah yeah that's it, but with Stockholm Syndrome it could go either way.

This is gonna be long, I'll do a bit of a breakdown of the interview moment where Harry said it's about a nympho, and the reactions are pure gold. And then of course the lyrics. And then it descends into a little bit of a song parallel chaos because that's just my blog.

An analysis of Stockholm Syndrome and anything related under the cut:

Let's just take a tumble into the video where he explains the song with the help from the boys (that he then just trashes by dropping the nympho), segment starts at 26:07:

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Soooooooo first look at their individual reactions when the song is brought up (big shoutout to all the amazing content creators giving us beautiful gifs in source-quality. I'm not one of them. I tried to get a high quality gif going for once and the red disappeared for reasons we don't understand walking in the wind):

Niall goes into oh gotta touch my nose mode,

Harry's like alright let's go you wanna know my secrets I'll tell you my secrets

Liam's amused! And that's very telling, that the mention of this song amuses him. He then says "Harry" and nods towards him too

Louis? I don't know what's going on in that brain, he's the sas queen this whole interview. He does say something here but I watched it over and over and have no idea what. Judging from his posture and behavior he's being a shady shit towards Ben as that seems to be his general attitude this whole interview.

Zayn is interesting AF too, he points to Harry with 1 hand at the back but I'm not sure what that lil gay wrist doing at the front, maybe it points at him, maybe at someone else? HMM? Either way it's pretty obvious he isn't identifying himself with that song, just like liam's reaction, giving it to Harry instantly.

And no that doesn't mean much, Harry wrote on it and the others didn't so it makes sense, but they all do seem to know what the song's about or at least have some inside joke about it that they're not saying (or, Harry did say it: that "she's a nympho" and that's just the joke)

Onto what's being said, Harry starts off with the obvious :"it's kind of along the lines of what Stockholm Syndrome is" and I think that's important, I think that maybe they either had a song idea and were like "oh so like Stockholm Syndrome" and just built from there, or it originated from maybe being fascinated by that term/condition for whatever reason and then putting that inspiration into songwriting, because most of this song is just a description of what Stockholm Syndrome is: when someone who is held against their will starts to bond with and develop positive feelings for the person holding them there. Harry's words: It's like when you develop a relationship or like feelings towards your kidnapper.

But let's look at their individual reactions again when he says that

Niall's shitting bricks and looking across the couch to the other boys

Harry's still like okay lemme just go here lemme explain this I have no shame do you have shame? I have no shame

Liam's amused! amused!

Louis has this calm over him, maybe like ye you want him to go there? You're gonna hate the answer tho lololol

Zayn is trying to help Harry's story by gesturing along, then looks at Louis? AMUSED?

Look at all their faces

Niall: ohgodohgodohgod

Harry: what about it haven't you heard no control that's about me bitch me you just wait till i write medicine

Liam: g r i n

Louis: w h a t a b o u t i t :>

Zayn: g r i n @ Louis

So you see why I'm leaning towards that lil NASTY explanation that's coming up actually being exactly that right? Just look at them.

Harry also says "she's a nympho" softly before saying it out loud. Zayn is jumping in to help again and says something along the lines of that it can also be about love, Liam has jumped in 10x already trying to explain the song, and then what does Harry do? He's like nah you don't go giving other meanings to my dirty song (or: they have the inside joke that is it) and goes

"THIS WAS MORE ABOUT LIKE A NYMPHO"

THE WHEEZE I CAN'T LOOK AT THEIR FACES AFTER HARRY SAYS THAT. LOOK LOOK LOOK

Harry: yep just did that hehe

Liam: oh god he just did that what are we gonna do

Louis: yeah what about it hehe

Niall: total utter oh god this was exactly what I was afraid of

Harry: No Control No Shame No ragrets Yes Marriage Yes Sex Yes Kissing everything the lot

Liam: I don't know how to fix this i don't know how to fix this we're live we're live we're live

Louis THE SUN IS SHINING I FEEL GOOD AND NOBODY'S GONNA STOP ME NOW OOHHH YEEEEAAHH

Zayn: Oh wow look at that sun

GOLD

So what to conclude from this, either

it's about a nympho (and that nympho is harry, or louis, probably both)

it was a running joke that it's about that as yaknow clearly you can interpret it that way but there's still another meaning to the song

Moving on, I mean the need to write about the Stockholm syndrome comes from somewhere right, maybe he was reading a book about it... oh maybe these ones...

Considering he's got a 17 black tattoo and all too. And of course those books are GAAAYYY[this link trashes Harry maybe not click it] because what's a Harry Styles song if it's not a reference to something supergay. Really. Now this can just be a funny coincidoink, just the universe being a silly again, who knows, but, it's possible. Also I believe that 17black tat was already associated with that book before Stockholm Syndrome was written? Not that that means anything. Anyway I haven't read the books so I don't know if that's gonna explain anything here, but I imagine if it's called that it's probably gonna have some similar themes.

So far it all checks out with just it being a no control one right? But reading the lyrics you can interpret it quite a lot darker too, as being controlled, by the label/management/the industry/being stuck in contracts, being stuck in keeping up this public image (see: Sign of the Times).

Harry is a nympho, this is some no control kinky shit

Harry is with a nympholouis, still some no control kinky shit

the music industry / label / management / his image / that area

A toxic relationship (not really considering this one)

Or all of the above

Let's just break down the lyrics. This is gonna get ~confusing~

Who's that shadow holding me hostage? I've been here for days

Holding me hostage + I've been here for days = a description of being kidnapped, helping to write that story of suffering from Stockholm Syndrome so possibly just filler, but then we get details: by a shadow and he doesn't know who that is.

Now I'm sitting here here in the Fine Line era with Do You Know Who You Are and I Don't Know Who She Is and HHMMMM maybe just pipe it down with the parallels

Oh no wait let's get back to the parallels because it's already some No Control vibeyvibes just from what he's said about the song alone, but then we get:

Who's that shadow holding me hostage? - Stockholm Syndrome

Her perfume's holding me ransom - No Control

okay no that's fine moving on

That he's asking who is that shadow? which can be his public image: a shadow can mean an reflected image of himself that isn't him, an imitation, something that follows you everywhere you go, and Harry being like who is that, it ain't the real me. But he's been there for days, he's been playing this person for days on end? Or maybe he's stuck hearing about shit about himself? Like can't escape it?

Who's this whisper telling me that I'm never gonna get away?

I Don't Know Who He Is again but it's described as a whisper + more of being held probably forever

A whisper is a synonym of rumor/gossip/scandal/story, again fitting that whole image idea I got going on here.

Parallel with "they told me that the end is near we gotta get away from here" - Sign of the times

I know they'll be coming to find me soon

They entered the chat, who is they? I mean the idea of the song is that he's being kidnapped right, so maybe this is just the storyline, but it relates to the next line:

But I fear I'm getting used to being held by you

Oh but now there's a You. Who is the you? It seems to imply it's the shadow/whisper as they're all holding him in places, but he knows this "you", while he questions who the shadow/whisper is. So it could be that it shifts here and "you" is someonelouis else and we're just building up to some other meaning chorus, because welp...

Oh, baby, look what you've done to me Oh, baby, look what you've done now Oh, baby, I'll never leave you if you keep holding me this way Oh, baby, look what you've done to me Oh, baby, you got me tied down Oh, baby, I'll never leave if you keep holding me this way

nympho entered the chat, this doesn't seem to be an unknown shadow whisper man, this is Oh Baby, look what you and your lack of control are doing to me

Alternate interpretation: the "Oh baby" and the "fell for you" and such are just added bits to make the song seem more fun, create this interpretation of a nympho, but its original meaning is dark and you know the label / management / contracts and such.

Also always consider why not both.

Who's this man that's holding your hand And talking about your eyes?

Now there's a man and "he"!? Is this another perspective? And it's Louis' bit? D... id.... did he have Louis sing a bit from another perspective? Because well what else is it, it suddenly flips. The whole song is me me me I'm being held and things are being done to me me me and then suddenly whambam there's a "man" doing things to a "you"? (and then in the next line there's no longer the "I" being held but the "he" is) God the brainpayne.

...Listen I wanted to find parallels here to explain these lines but all these 1D songs are talking about holding hands and eyes. I... pff... I got nothing. I don't understand, I don't understand, this song What you do to me when you hold his hand

Let's still try it tho, he goes "who is this man talking about your eyes" so let's see who is talking about eyes, and welp the first one I notice:

I just can't get enough of you, The pedal's down, my eyes are closed, No control - No Control OH OKAY OKAY

There are so many eyes tho, just some:

There's a lightning in your eyes, I can't deny - Ready to Run

Let me be the one to light a fire inside those eyes - Diana

But again, egh, songs are just "I have eyes", "I have a heart", "I have love", like there's not much to do with any of this.

Used to sing about being free But now he's changed his mind

But then there's also this line that fits the "this is about the label/management/industry" interpretation: "Used to sing about being free But now he's changed his mind", like, is he starting to like his image? Is he starting to enjoy the.. insanity? I mean, Maybe? -> It's getting crazy / but I'm into it (Kiwi). That duality of you got my devotion but man I can hate you sometimes (Fine Line) is quite a persistent theme in his lyrics, this could be one of it.

I know they'll be coming to find me soon But my Stockholm syndrome is in your room Yeah, I fell for you

back to the previous perspective, they're gonna take me away from you soon like I know I'm not hidden away, people know how to find me, but I wanna stay, I fell for you, I'm in love with you?

All my life I've been on my own I used the light to guide me home

He's using the light to guide him home, ok lighthouseman. (I don't have any brainspace left anymore can you tell)

But now together we're alone And there's no other place I'd ever wanna go

previously already specified: in your room, they're alone in you's room wow I figured it out.

So in summary: He's just with a person he wants to be with, and holding him (and also it's kinky) but they will be coming to get him away from that person soon, and/or there's a version of him that he doesn't really recognize all that much and he's stuck there. Oh and also a perspective shift when Louis sings.

~~and now for some quick parallels~~

"I used the light to guide me home, but now together we're alone" - Stockholme Syndrome

"I'll be your light, you'll never feel like you're alone, I'll make this feel like home" - Home

Louis you keep on referring to Harry's kinky music, strange bropal behavior

Find my other song analyses here

#sorry this is a wild ride #im still not set on an interpretation #stockholm syndrome #who is the nympho #probably both #no control #home #kmm #four hangout #smart things with lyrics #welikeparallels

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types of people: total drama revenge of the island

gen 1: girls guys

i didn't include mike's alters because that would be a LOT

anne maria → confident, very fashionable, petty af, bit of a bitch, friends come first, amazing eyebrows, golden mist, clumps of mascara, bold, doesn't make friends easily but they're popular

b → a bit messy sometimes, never really speaks, scarily good with numbers, messy desks, looks mean but is actually very nice, mysterious, witty sense of humor

brick → protector, motivates everyone to do their best, soft eyes, a sky full of stars, loves to explore creeks and lakes, is either very quiet or very loud, warm heart, very kind and giving

cameron → considerate, cautious, practical, long debates, half finished journals, scented candles, laptop stickers, watercolor paintings, polished floorboards

dakota → sparkly eyeshadows, tries to be perfect, daydreams a lot, keeps up with trends, heart shaped glasses, fashion icon, winding hair around your finger, pink

dawn → sad resting face, in love with the moon, very mature for her age, only has a few close friends, loves tea, intuitive and careful, peacemaker, fights for equality, gentle touches

jo → loose clothing, chugging water, tired eyes, rock music, fizzy drinks, devilish smiles, bending the rules, stubbornness, secrets, combat boots, full camera rolls

lightning → obsessed with summer, thrill seeker, dreams big, sports clothing, always trying new things, very popular, easily loved, the smell of rain, broken down cars

mike → has had a rough past, talks to themselves a lot, lost in their thoughts, trust issues, cozy room, toothy smiles, overthinker, bit of a pushover

sam → messy hair, sleeping in, old films, picnics, screams a lot, high on monster energy, still watches cartoons, biting your nails, sunflowers, too much coffee, too little sleep

scott → adventurous, logical thinking, bonfires and smores, knows a lot of people but has few friends, laid back, loves their family, brand new converse, risk-takers

staci → warm hugs, vivacious personality, can have really deep conversations with you, loud laugh, hides a lot of her true emotions, artistic, easily distracted

zoey → involved in a lot of things, focused on detail, indie music, always confused, bouquets of flowers, fairy lights, good singer, soothing voice, denim jackets

#total drama #total drama revenge of the island #tdroti #td anne maria #td b #td beverly #td brick #td cameron #td dakota #td dawn #td jo #td lightning #td mike #td sam #td scott #td staci #td zoey

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CopyCat

Five Hargreeves x Reader

Request: prompts “don’t be afraid, trust me.” and i’ll be here, no matter what.” from the misc sentences. Can Five and the reader have a moment like Luther and Allison did in S2E10? Where the reader tries to use her powers to fight Lila but she uses them against her and she almost dies but Five helps her out like Luther did with Allison. Basically a loving and protective Five and make it fluffy af please thank you!

Words: 2,310

Warnings: Cursing, Near-Death Experiences, Fighting, Anxiety, Angst.

A/N: For @alexa135 . I really hope you enjoy this! I decided to give the reader water-based powers. OH! I forgot but this should go without saying considering the request but there will be spoilers for the season 2 finale!

“What the hell happened? What was that?” Luther asks with a groan as Five helps him up.

“She must have redirected Vanya’s energy wave,” Five thinks aloud, trying to piece the puzzle together in his mind while simultaneously remaining present in the fight.

“Yeah, I know, but how?” He voices the question they’re all bound to have once this damned fight is over. The broken fireplace shifts, bricks beginning to topple. Five springs into action.

“Luther watch out!” He yells, pushing him out of the way, tons of bricks falling on top of Five and completely burying him.

“Five!” The scream comes from the tattered house, causing your eyes to shoot open.

After Lila had sent an energy wave blasting in your direction, it sent you flying across the farm. Luckily Harlan’s ability had caused it to snow, and snow is made of water, therefore allowing you to collect snow and form it into a landing pad cushy enough to prevent major injury.

The cold wind creates an ominous whistle in the air as you struggle to push yourself out of the snowy cocoon. Once you’re on your feet, it’s a race against time. Is it? Oh, God. The thoughts in the back of your mind run rampant as your heart pounds against your chest, heart already aching at the dreadful thought: Five is dead.

Just as you arrive at the surprisingly still intact front door of the house, you throw it open only for your eyes to widen. Luther’s thrown through the wall of the house by none other than Lila, something that causes alarm. Not only was she able to create an energy wave, but she has super-strength too? Before you can react, she’s stepping through the hole and out of the house.

Allison’s voice is enough to make your heart clench as your own worry only amplifies for Five. You thought he was in here, but looking around, you don’t see him anywhere. “Five?” It comes out quietly at first as if you’re afraid of receiving no answer. “Five?” You call louder, still searching for him at the entrance.

The sound of talking then fighting outside doesn’t concern you, having faith in Five’s siblings, yet, the longer it goes on and you don’t find Five, you decide it might be best to help contain Lila before resuming your search. If he really is dead… he wouldn’t want to lose anyone else.

Stepping over the rubble and pile of bricks, you finally hear Allison use her power. Relief floods you as you know she’s powerful. “I heard a rumor-”

“-you stopped breathing,” Lila returns the rumor, somehow mirroring her power. As instantly as relief flooded you, it ebbs away, replaced instead with cold and heavy terror. Three members are missing and Diego is crying for help; that’s four down and only three standing, including you.

You don’t suspect Lila’s noticed you yet, with Luther’s groveling and the sick way Lila watches, but you know what to do. This is an advantage, one of Five’s favorites in fact: the element of surprise. With the outstretch of your hands, you concentrate all your energy on boiling the water inside her body, essentially melting her from the inside out. She slowly turns in your direction and you circle around her. Lila stuffs her hands in her pockets.

“You,” it’s an accusatory tone. A chuckle leaves Lila’s lips, and she tilts her head, a wicked smile upon her lips. “You’re little shit of a boyfriend’s dead, you know?” She jokes, no sign of pain from her despite the red glow around your hands. “He’s dead, though really, you should be thanking me, you know? That murdering prick.”

“Shut up! Don’t you dare speak about him like that,” you threaten, jaw clenching as you take a step toward her, closer toward the barn. She leads you further and further away, a game of cat and mouse perhaps, a game of chicken. You’re not scared. You’ll do whatever it takes to avenge Five.

“Oh yeah? Or what?” She laughs maniacally, her eyes widening in a way only a psychopath’s would.

That’s when you notice it. You wince. There’s a twinge of pain at your side and your attention is drawn to her fists as she pulls them out of her pockets and holds them up, they’re glowing red just like yours. “You gonna bite me? Nice try, little girl, but I think you’re the only one who’ll be absolutely on fire tonight!”

Next comes the headache, the familiar feeling of dehydration. It’s the first stage. Blood rushes through your veins, pounding as you glare up at her with a look that Five’s said on many occasions could kill. You hadn’t realized you’d been holding your breath, but when you let it out as a loud sigh, you wobble on your feet. The previous posture you’d had slumps as you struggle to stay standing. Another telltale sign is sweat; loss of fluids. Sweat drips down your forehead, underneath your clothes, your palms struggling to stay clenched in a fist as your eyebrows furrow in her direction.

“You’re not winning this, Lila. I won’t let you get away with this!” Something bubbles inside you. It feels somewhat like gas or an upset stomach, but you know what it really is… it’s your insides boiling; melting; overheating.

“We’ll see about that,” the smug look on her face does nothing but irk you. You have absolutely no idea what Diego saw in her.

One of Luther’s cries for Allison causes you to refocus. There’s no chance in hell you’ll let Lila live through this. She’s not going to get away with killing another one of the Hargreeves siblings today! A yell tears through you as you tap into your energy, your power. Directing it toward her, the glow of your hands amplifies into a bright red. It’s working.

Lila winces and folds in half, holding her stomach. “You little- conniving- she-devil!” Whipping her head up to glare at you through her bangs, Lila grunts as her fists glow brighter. She’s using more of her power!

“Let her go! It’s me you want, isn’t it?” Five’s voice distracts you. Hope lights up in your eyes and butterflies swirl through your tummy- wait… no. That’s not it. The momentary distraction was enough for her. A spike of heat throws you off your feet and you collapse onto the ground, clutching at your stomach.

Releasing a string of groans as you writhe on the ground, you know this is the worst of it. Soon it will be over and the pain will become so much that it will numb. By then... there’s no coming back from it. That’s what happens to all your victims.

“Why won’t you just stay dead?” Lila asks rhetorically, blowing her bangs out of her face with a roll of her eyes as she relaxes from her one-on-one with you. “I can fix that for you,” she threatens. Stalking across the snow, a scream causes everyone to freeze.

“LILA!” It’s Diego. Running toward her, he stops just a few feet behind her. Though it might be stupid to take her eyes off of Five, she knows she’s ready for anything, so she takes a split-second to look at Diego. “You’ve gotta be a desperate, pathetic, wimp to go after those kids! If you do this… you’re only fooling yourself. You know who the enemy is here, and it’s not us! It’s not Five,” he warns, grabbing her attention.

The woman does a double-take, looking between the young couple and Diego. She knows Five’s not going anywhere, he’d never leave you to die alone, so she’s got some time to spare. After all, she wants to take her time killing him. Might as well save him for last. Running after Diego, the man panics and turns, fleeing into the barn.

Five couldn't care less about the snow as he throws himself onto the ground, hurriedly pulling you closer. Wait, is this the smart thing to do? He knows your abilities; he knows you’d been boiling each other alive, she’d mirrored you, Lila had been a copycat. It’s an idea, not founded on proof or fact as this situation has never happened before, but it’s the only logical solution he can think of. It has to work! The old man calls your name a few times, his hand coming up to cup your cheek as he forces you to look at him. His hands pin you down on the ground to prevent you from writhing too much. That won’t help anything. Surely touch isn’t good as his body-heat will only worsen your state. Right now you need to be still, you need cold, you need ice. He needs your attention for a second though, long enough to relay his plan. “Look at me, look at me. You’re not dying today. You’re not dying here, I am not letting that happen.”

Tears well up in your eyes as you’d been duped. You feel like an idiot. Even if Five wasn’t dead, now you’re the one who’s dying. Go figure, right? Staring up at the cloudy grey sky, you can’t help but feel like this is all so wrong. This isn’t the way things were supposed to go! This isn’t how you wanted to die.

Five doesn’t allow you to think like that. His face blocks your vision as his icy-blue eyes search your own, worry, and concern obvious within them. “Don’t be afraid, trust me. I know that you’re tired. I know, but you need to use your powers again. You need to freeze yourself. Use the snow, use the ice. Use the water in my body for all I care, you have to live! I am not losing you today, and I’ll be here, no matter what!” Sliding his hand into your own, he squeezes your hand for a moment, giving you a worried smile. His eyebrows are slightly pinched, creating worry-lines on his forehead as he hovers over you.

It shouldn’t be that simple. It can’t… and you don’t have enough energy to do that, but you don’t know how to tell Five. He’d lose his mind. If it were any other time he’d lecture you on how their family is not a family of quitters, and he, himself, is certainly not a quitter. The whisper of your name causes you to open your eyes again. Five closes the space between you to place a tender kiss on your lips. “Please… I can’t lose you too.”

With a shaky inhale, you let go of his hand and place it on your stomach. A dim blue glow surrounding your hand as you begin to freeze yourself. You have to try. A lightbulb goes off in Five’s head. He gathers the surrounding snow in his hands, beginning to pile it on top of you, almost like burying someone in the sand, only in snow. This has to work. It has to; he keeps telling himself on repeat. It drives him crazy to sit there watching, not able to do anything other than cover you in snow. He hates the snow, and any other time he’d curse it, but right now he’s grateful to the universe. The faint sound of fighting in the barn worries him, and he contemplates the idea of helping his siblings… but he can’t leave you. What if you die? He’d never forgive himself if he wasn’t here and you were alone taking your last breath.

His heart pounds in his chest and he takes shaky breaths as he freezes his ass off. It’s cold as fuck out here, though he knows you don’t feel it right now. Underneath the snow he’d placed atop your stomach he spots a brighter blue glow, which must mean it’s working, right?! It has to be. It has to be. Five scoots a little closer as he watches with anticipation. Your eyes flutter closed again, lips void of color from dehydration. Calling your name, you don’t answer.

The beating of your heart slows down, you can feel it within you. Things don’t hurt anymore, and you’re thankful for that. It’s just as you’d predicted, though, and the only thing you regret is not being able to tell Five that you love him. He watches as your chest slows, your breathing becoming more spaced out. Anger, resentment, regret, dread, and horror all fill his gut as he slowly processes what’s happening. Five isn’t a crier, but as he stares stoically at your body, he feels tears start to well up in his eyes. With a quiet whimper, he hangs his head, bangs falling in his face as he sniffles, unable to process this. Whispering your name, as if it were a question, as if he’s expecting an answer, Five’s eyes widen as yours flutter open. “Oh- thank the forces that be!” A heavy sigh escapes him as he hurriedly pushes the snow off of you and helps you sit up. Snowflakes stick to your hair, which elicits a genuine smile from Five. He raises his hand to brush your hair behind your ear and run it down your hair before cupping your cheek.

Both of you open your mouths to speak at the same time, though you beat him to it. “I love you, Five.”

“I love you too,” he whispers in response, never once taking his eyes off yours. The hand is soft on your cheek and it makes you utterly happy that you’re both alive. Noticing him leaning in, you close the space between you with a soft and yet desperate kiss. He thought he’d lost you; you thought you’d lost him. Neither of those things were true. A rumbling of the ground causes both of you to pull away, realization dawning on you that the fight isn’t over yet.

#Five Hargreeves x Reader #Number Five x Reader #tua five #tua five x reader #tua reader insert #the umbrella academy fic #the umbrella academy reader insert #my writing #Five Hargreeves x Reader Angst #Angst #misc. sentences prompt list

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inky-duchess · 4 years

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The Villain's Ending: How to Serve Your Villain Their Comeuppance

The Villain is one of the most important characters in your story, the driving force for everything that happens your heroes and your world. The Villain must be dealt with, we can all agree on this one point. The Villain has been tormenting our hero and they must be punished. And not by a falling brick, Dave and Dan. The audience deserves a real ending and your villain must be punished accordingly for their actions.

Punishment fits the crime/ Poetic Justic

The Villain has been cruel, they have done horrible things to our hero. The world decides to get its own back in the most ironic and poetic way possible. These endings are perhaps the most enjoyable to both read and write, they allow both you and the audience to have closure but while making echoes in the story.

Carrie is one of my favourite novels. Carrie has been pushed far past breaking point by the conclusion of her story, she has been bullied, humiliated and betrayed. Every character who has ever hurt Carrie (either physically, emotionally, mentally or spiritually) gets their just desserts. She has been tortured for her strangeness and inability to fit in... and now, her strangeness is what she wields against her villains. She destroys her bullies at the school dance (wiping them put at an event which was meant to be the happiest night of their life), getting rid of Chris Hargensen and Billy Nolan, the puppeteers of her humiliation (using Chris and Billy's status symbol [the car] against them and taking control of it away from them to hurt them with it) and good ol' Mama Margaret White dies at her daughter's hands, slowing her heartbeat with her TK (Margaret is punished by her own daughter, her life taken by the gene she passed to her own daughter and via the symbol of love, a commodity she denied her own child).

Disney's The Hunchback of Notre Dame is a beautifully shot film and one of Disney's gems. At the film's climax, Frollo is trying to kill Esmeralda and Quasimodo atop the apex of Notre Dame. Frollo has a sword in his hand and seems to be winning, raising his sword to smite Esmeralda as she tries to help Quasimodo, reciting "And He shall smite the wicked and plunge them into the fiery pit!" But he has weakened the stone gargoyle he stands on and his movements cause him to fall and cling to the gargoyle as it cracks, its eyes glowing with sudden divine rage. Frollo falls backwards into the fiery blaze of Paris to his death. Justice is served.

In Game of Thrones/ASOIAF, we see this in spades. Ramsay Snow has hunted down young women in the woods with his hounds, tormented Theon Greyjoy into madness, had his stepmother and half brother fed to his hounds only minutes after the boy is born, killed his father (though this is a service to society), might have killed his own elder half brother, burned Winterfell, raped Jeyne/Sansa and being a pretty bad human being. In the show, Ramsay is fed to his own dogs while Sansa watches. Tywin Lannister has also been a terrible human being: having his son's wife raped while he watches, arranging the Red Wedding, allowing Cersei to set Tyrion up for murder, punishing Alayaya, his actions against the Reynes and Tarbecks, his terrible parenting and his general evilness. He is shot while taking a dump by Tyrion, the child he disparaged most in a rather inglorious fashion. Tywin dies leaving his dreams of dynasty to crumble, his unsavory relationship with Shae to be uncovered and humiliated after his death. The Seven were truly good that day. And not to mention Walder Frey, being served his own dead sons in a pie and killed by the daughter and sister of the woman he had slain in the very room he sits in. You can see the confusion and fear in his face as he tries to work out why this is happening, mirroring Catelyn and Robb's own horror and fear. Arya cuts his throat, echoing her mother's death.

In Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom, we are introduced to the hunter Ken Wheatley. He hunts the dinosaurs, helping the main villain in rounding them up. He has a habit of collecting the teeth of the animals he hunts. He pulls out a Stegosaurus's tooth, relishing in the prize without caring for the creature's fear and pain. Wheatley tries to do the same with the Indoraptor, thinking the beast has been tranquilized but Indy was just playing. The Indoraptor bites his arm off as he tries to pull her tooth, killing him in gory glorious fashion. Indy was a very good and clever girl.

Book Ends

The Villain sometimes is treated to a walk down memory lane in their final moments. The beginning of their story is echoed in their final moments, bringing the circle to a finish and creating a nice clean break. The end feels earned in these circumstances, rounding off the arc nicely.

In Harry Potter, Voldemort fears death. He has done all he has done for his preservation and longevity. Voldemort faces off Harry in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, one on one as it had been when Voldemort stood in Harry's bedroom in Godric's Hollow. As before, the action that begun the tale ends it for Voldemort. He fires the Killing Curse at Harry and it gets turned on him. Voldemort dies simply, with no thunderous drama. He gets both his worst fears wrapped up in some poetic justice. The circle is complete.

Arya Stark faces all kinds of villains in her trek across the riverlands in A Clash of Kings. She and her gang of misfits (Gendry, Hotpie and an injured Lommy) are cornered by Lannister soldiers. The soldiers gather the gang to send them to Harrenhal. Raff the Sweetling, one of the soldiers asks Lommy "Is there something wrong with your leg, boy?" And Lommy replies, that yes he is hurt and he has to be carried. Raff stabs the boy through the throat and jokingly repeats Lommy's request. Arya encounters him again in Braavos in the Mercy Chapter of Winds of Winter. She stabs him in the thigh and feigns worry for his condition, asking him whether she should help him to the physician. Instead, Arya stabs him in the throat. The circle is complete.

Though Braveheart is a rather mixed bag of tricks, it does get this echo right. Muireann has her throat cut for both marrying without the Lord's permission and attacking the English soldier who tried to rape her. Enter William Wallace who takes on the garrison and raises the village to utterly destroy the soldiers. He marches into the Lord's fort (the place he felt safest in as Muireann did in her village and metaphorically in her marriage to Wallace) and drags the fucker to the same post he executed Muireann at, cutting the Lord's throat. The circle is complete.

In Captive Prince, the whole conflict of the series kicks off at Marlas where Damen kills the Veretian Prince in battle, brother to Prince Laurent. Kastor has taken his brother Damen's throne and forced him into slavery. Damen's opening chapter has him being readied for his ordeals in the slave's baths before being sent off to Vere to serve Laurent. Fast forward to our ending and Damen has come home for his throne. He confronts Kastor in the slave baths where Kastor tries to kill him. Laurent steps in and delivers a killing blow, killing Damen's brother as Damen killed his. Two circles are fulfilled.

In The Heroes of Olympus: The Blood of Olympus, Gaia has begun to destroy Camp Half Blood, levelling the forces of the gods and demigods. Gaia began the first first cycle of the PJO Universe by having her husband, Ouranos/Uranus killed. Gaia had Ouranos come down from his domain the sky, away from his source of power. She had him ambushed and killed, her son Kronos, the original antagonist do the deed. We fast forward to the present and Kronos has been taken down by Camp Half Blood and Camp Jupiter. Gaia is mad af and rises to take out the heroes. In the end, Gaia's fate is that of Ouranos, driven from her point of power, the earth and destroyed. The bookends are a couple of millennia apart but the circle is complete.

There is always somebody else.

The Villain and hero are mortal enemies. The Hero has suffered at the Villain's hand for the length of the story, battling them in tests of strength, power and wills. The Hero must over come the Villain... or do they? The Villain must be beaten, that is a fact or else the story has no purpose or no meaning. One must triumph over the other. But there is no written rule that states that it must be the protagonist who must deal the blow and here is where justice can be done for even the most minor character.

The Captive Prince series has this ending in spades. Throughout the story we are pelted with the Regent's evil actions: Hurting Erasmus, killing Laurent's horse, setting his own nephew up to be sexually assaulted and murdered at the hands of the man who killed his brother, constantly being creepy, keeping children as pets, taunting Laurent about abusing him, killing his own brother the King, ordering the death of Pashcal's brother who knew the Regent ordered the King's death, of the killing Nicaise, corrupting Aimeric and his takeover of the Kingdoms of Vere and Akielon. We spend the story waiting for his downfall, waiting for Laurent or Damen to strike the blow. But it isn't them. Instead, the Regent seems to have won, trapping both heroes. Then comes the justice. The truth comes to light. Aimeric's mother testifies against the Regent. Evidence gathered by Nicaise and Pashcal's testimony of his brother's actions both prove to be a nail in the Regent's coffin. In the end, it is the ghosts of three of the Regent's victims who beat him and drive his supporters to abandon him. The victims get the revenge, not just the heroes. It isn't an empty victory for them.

In Outlander, Claire is kidnapped and subjected to torture and abuse at the hands of Lionel and his men. He broke into her home, snatched her, beat Marsali and tortured her. When Claire is rescued by the men of the Ridge, Jamie asks her which men attacked her but she cannot recall so he has them all killed excepting Lionel that is. He is kept because of his value to his brother and Claire's belief that a patient shouldn't be harmed by the doctor. Enter Marsali. She has hurt in the kidnapping and had to watch the strongest woman she has ever known subjected to horrors. She understands Claire will not take revenge because of her Hippocratic oath but she swore no such vow. Even the speech, is striking reminding us that Claire is not just the only one has hurt. "I've been learning the art of healing. Mistress Fraser taught me well. She took an oath to do no harm... I have taken no such oath. You hurt me, you hurt my family, you hurt my ma. I will watch you burn in hell before I let you harm another soul in this house..." Also, she kills him with a syringe which is a nod to his destruction of the one at the battle with the regulators. I for one hope it hurt.

In Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, we see this happen a lot. Neville takes out the sword of Gryffindor and fucking charges at Nagini, a piece of Voldemort, avenging his parents' torture and his own brutal treatment in his final year. Bellatrix has killed Sirius and Dobby, both two characters very dear to Harry and his friends. They do not get to bring her down. It is Molly Weasley who gets to do it, a mother who has lost her brother, her son and almost her world to the ideals of Bellatrix. She fucking snaps and we cheered her on.

In the Lion King, we watch waiting for Scar to get his comeuppance after he pushes his brother off a cliff, chases away his nephew and destroys the pride lands. Though Simba fights a good fight, he gets a case of Hero-itus and decides not to kill his uncle (it is a Disney movie after all) but events transpire and then Scar is trapped with the hyenas, the same hyenas he just tried to throw under the bus only a few seconds before this.

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hiraethhh-h · 4 years

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throwing a weighted blanket at the om! bros + undateables (and a bonus)

warning(s): some swearing, threats of torture, implied nsfw, spoilers.

note: no supernatural beings or humans were hurt in the making of this- also this was inspired bc my mom bought a weighted blanket and its heavy af

the demon brothers

lucifer:

“MCCCCCC..!!!”

i- chile do you have a death wish???

momentary shock at how cute your laughter sounds (but he would never say it out loud unless you two were alone)

prepare to be chased and in demon form once he gets himself together

this man can ZOOM (i mean he does chase after mammon)

when you get caught, oH boY

you’ll be lectured for hours on end

“what made you think that was a good idea, mc?”

“and delete that recording of me. immediately.”

don’t worry levi is sure to save a secret file :)

anyone you were in cahoots with will be lectured and punished too

but your punishment ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

mammon:

“ADKSDHFKSJHFGKSJFH- HeY!!!”

is completely caught off-guard

crooked glasses and messy hair once he removes the blanket off of him

“why’d ya do that mc!!!”

if you tease mammon about being unable to handle the weight of the blanket-

*mammon rant activated*

“the great mammon can totally handle weight!!! i used to lift more than beel ya know!!!”

“hey! quit laughing at me mc!!!”

gets all flustered when you admit you were just teasing him to see his cute reaction

awe bby boy

probably forgives you if you promise to spend quality time with him for a few days

dont be surprised if he holds a grudge tho

prepare to smother him with snuggles and cuddles to make him forgive you :)))

leviathan:

oh boy, you’d best be ready to deal with the consequences if you throw a weighted blanket onto him

especially if he’s doing a game run-through or grinding through a game

“okay... just a little more and- ACK!”

like mammon, totally caught off guard since he was so focused on his game

*game over flashes on his screen*

“NOoOOo!!! My ScoRE!!!”

oh shit...

chile- you best hope you can run from levi

pissed off at you like that one time during the TSL tournament

one of the other demon bros has to interfere and stop levi

“that stupid normie made me mess up my perfect score!!!”

mad at you for a few days

and he will hold a grudge

but decides to forgive you if you stay with him as he plays through the game again

“i only forgave you because you’re the only one who’d love a yucky otaku like me...”

“and because you’re my henry.”

satan:

ok now you really have a death wish but i would probably do it too tbh

ah... nothing but a normal day for satan

a cup of his favorite piping hot tea, a book, and the fire place next to him...

nothing could be better :)

until...

“what the fuck-”

tea spilled all over him and his book with the weight of the blanket = enraged satan

prepare to feel his WRatH

“so you thought this would be a great idea..?”

turns into his demon form

threatens to try all kinds of torture methods on you and whoever was in cahoots with you for ruining his reading time >:(

satan will probably apologize to you for that and maybe to the other person depending on who it was

after that

satan will come back with his own little pranks for weeks on end

and when he finds out that you kept a recording of the little incident

he’ll keep his pranks up until you finally yield

“alright. i’ll forgive you just this once, and you owe me a new copy of that book.”

“you also better delete that video if you know what’s good for you, mc.”

asmodeus:

“mc, no my hair and makeup!!!”

practically yeets the blanket off of him to protect himself

i would probably be surprised someone could yeet a heavy ass blanket off themselves but asmo is a demon so he has inhumane strength

*asmo pissed off 3000*

“mc! if you messed up a single hair on my head or ruined my makeup

*dark chuckle*

“i would’ve made sure i ruined you in more ways than one”

hHhhhH- be my guest asmo

“oh well, i guess i’ll forgive you just this once.”

yay! forgiveness never felt so good-

“if you promise to spend quality time with just me~.”

he will literally take you out shopping the whole entire day

dresses you up in god knows how many outfits

but at the end of the day, when you both return back to the house of lamentation, he’ll take very very good care of you~

tries to bathe with you but lucifer catches wind of it :(

sore feet? asmo to the rescue!

“ne, you will delete that video right?”

beelzebub:

tbh the blanket would just feel like a normal blanket to thicc man :)

it also probably falls to the ground awkwardly

*looks at the blanket then to mc*

“i think you dropped this”

*picks it up like it weighs nothing and hands it back then continues to eat whatever he was munching on*

whoever you’re in cahoots with either expected that to happen or is in shock with you lmao

while you’re reviewing the footage you can see beel’s muscles flex as he picks up the blanket :))))

later, beel will probably confront you about what happened

“oh... that was supposed to be a prank..?”

seeing how kinda bummed you looked made beel kinda sad since your prank didn’t go as planned :(

what better than to make it up to you with food! :D

brings you all sorts of snacks and takes you to hell’s kitchen to make you feel better

“next time you prank me, i’ll definitely be caught off guard.”

belphegor:

is napping when you decide to try your sneak attack

as we all know, he kinda sleeps like a brick around mc so he’ll probably be indifferent to your giggles unless he gets curious

when you throw the blanket onto him

he snuggles into it

“...”

“this is really warm mc... is this what the humans call a weighted blanket..?”

belphie moves the blanket to make room for you

“why don’t you come nap with me since you’re already here..?”

snuggles and cuddles with belphie + warm weighted blanket = your heart melting :)

it’ll probably be hard to get up tho since you’re in belphie’s arms and underneath the heavy ass blanket rip

i ain’t complaining tho

undateables

diavolo

is probably confused for a moment

until he feels the weight of the blanket

“this reminds me of some sort of torture device...”

picks it up out of curiosity until you tell him what it is

“oh! i see, you were trying to see what would happen when you threw this onto me!”

would probably ask if he could throw it at you too

but he realizes that you’d get hurt

“why dont we start a prank war?”

but like i feel like it would be fun to have a prank war with Dia :D

plus he gets a break from all of his princely duties and you get to spend some quality time after with him ;)

poor barbatos has to clean up after most of the pranks tho :(

barbatos:

he’s doing some chores around the castle as per usual

until you sneak up on him

or so you thought ;)

when you throw the blanket at him, barbatos catches it like it weighs nothing

he’s in a little momentary shock for a split second then comes back to reality since he was so focused on his chores

i wouldn’t be surprised bc he does do a helluva lot of things

“i hope you didn’t forget that i can see the future and different timelines.”

also knows that you recorded the little prank and decides to indulge you and let you keep it

“perhaps you can try again next time?”

cooks you up some food to make it up to you

simeon:

blinks in shock as the blanket is thrown over him

just laughs and removes the blanket

“If you were trying to surprise me, it worked.”

he’d gently drape it over you and pull you into his arms

aklsdhjlaksdfjlk i want it too-

“i’ll have to leave soon though… Diavolo asked me to join him for tea at his castle today.”

simeon lets you go and smiles at you

“i would say don’t plan anything while im gone, but I can’t stop you.”

solomon:

probably practicing spells or sum when you decide to strike

like some of them, he’d be shocked momentarily

“what’s this? Trying to sneak attack me?”

*queue the solomon smirk*

definitely would try to get back at you

be prepared bc this is one sneaky sorcerer

getting food at hell’s kitchen and need some ketchup?

solomon is there for you

but it isn’t ketchup ;)

its hot sauce ;)))

at the end of the day, solomon means well and laughs off all his pranks with you

bonus character!

luke:

i- why would you wanna throw a blanket at the smol child???

if you do which i hope you dont… pls do it gently

luke would probably pout and sulk at you and get rather upset

simeon would be like >:o

“how could you hurt my child?”

to make it up to luke, simeon would make sure that you bake with him

luke is down for it too, nothing’s better than a baking buddy! :D

long story short, pls PLS do not throw a weighted blanket at luke unless you want to evoke the wrath of everyone :)

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the-fiction-witch · 3 years

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The Siren P2

REAL LIFE HORROR COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: FLIRTY AF

I drove following the directions my phone told me driving down this long curving road beside the sea so many little houses and buildings lined the way between the road and the ocean. The sounds of seagulls and fairground rides breaking through the sounds of the radio playing something I didn't know. The sweet smell of sea air and chips, I drove on following the directions seeming to leave the world behind me going further and further from the busy town down these kong winding roads. Even the little houses stopped now I could see the crisp blue sea down a long drop to the ocean many broken railings were no doubt people had lost control and ended up going to the bottom. I took a turn and I saw it.

Tall, striking sat beside a beautiful cove of crystal blue water and golden sand, the sky a muted grey, the old bricks without a flaw, large victorian windows with purple drapes behind them, a fountain at the front that the road went around with little water coming from it and an old carefully preserved mermaid statue in the centre seat on a rock brushing her hair. The sign on the twisted gate confirming I was in the right place 'The Siren's Bay' hotel, restaurant, and bar. With a smaller sign on the gate

'All non-hotel guests must be off site by 10'

That seems fair. I pulled my car up and saw a car park to the right so i parked up grabbing my stuff and walking over by az soon as I took a step on the marble I jumped seeing a man stood there he was old, a little withered in a pair of black suit pants a red button-down and some black suspenders, he had a bushy beard not too unlike Santa but with tones of grey

"Good afternoon," he said welcomingly

"Good afternoon. I uhh in ti-"

"We know. We've been expected you" he smiled “Come I’ll have someone tend to your things,” He said

“Okay” I nodded a little unsure this felt weird, I swear some kinda Stephen king shit kicks up I am fucking out of here. I followed him up the steps and through the wooden door to a rather nice little reception room with checkerboard stone floors and tall fictional features, the desk central in the room in front of a large staircase to the left was a doorway to a large bar and restaurant with views of the cove and to the right a glass door out to a terrace that overlooked the gardens even if they seemed a little worse for wear then in the pictures online

“We’re a little down at the moment out of the high season you see” He said

“Oh yeah, of course “I nodded going over to the desk with him and he did a little paperwork and handed over a key

“Feel free to use al our facilities during your stay, you’ll be up in room Thirteen” He said “If you can just sign?”

I nodded and signed on the paperwork taking my key “Thanks”

“Go on up, and I’ll have things taken to your room”

“Thanks very much” I nodded heading up the stairs.

I got to my door and unlocked it revealing a very nice room it was large and open with a small area for the fridge And some counter space, a beautiful for post bed with blue curtains some sheer and some less so, beautiful blue and white covers on the bed with so many pillows you could build a fort. A very vintage and stylish bathroom to the side with a bath and seperate shower

There was a lovely old sofa that looked out the large glass doors out to the balcony, I opened the doors pushing back the blue and white curtains and walking out onto the lovely balcony looking out across the sand and sea of the cove nowone down there and honestly it was a little chilly but this Tome of year I don't know what I expected. Soon enough the man from the front brought my things up I thanked him and began to unpack hanging my shirts on the little wardrobe and such as I was to be here a while once I had put everything where it needed to be I smiled and jumped on my bed getting cosy with all the soft covers.

I had myself a nice warm bath and got dressed I'm on holiday perfect Tome to dress up a little for dinner I got my dark blue suit pants on and my light blue button down on doing my hair a little before heading down to the restaurant it was actually fairly busy clearly a lot of local people come up for the evening there was a older woman at the bar washing a glass of I had to guess I'd have sad she was the wife of the guy I met this morning, I took a seat at the bar as that was all there was and she smiled at me "room thirteen?" She asks

"Yeah that's me" I nodded showing my key a moment as I still had it in my hand from locking my door

"Not many in the hotel itself. Most just come up for dinner" she says "I can do you a drink while you wait for a table?"

"Sure" I nodded going for my wallet but she laughed

"No charge sir, part of you staying you see" she says

"Okay. I'll uhh have a cider then" I smiled she did me the drink and I sat sipping It looking out at the beautiful ocean I noticed someone at the bar he seemed off. Sat looking at his drink and nothing else his glass in his hand inna vice like grip, he seemed old, tried, nervous. I made a note of him and continued to look around the very nice room when suddenly there was noise people where applauding I looked around a little confused why before I noticed at the edge of the restaurant by the windows was a raised area and there now stood a woman.

I was for a moment taken aback by her. She was… beautiful.

She stood there in a long blue dress with white petticoats peeking out from the skirt, a white belt on her waist, she had silver bracelets and a necklace with a blue crystal hung from her neck, a white headband in her purple curled hair, she had perfect make up with a bright red lipstick, and eye shadow that made looked like waves apon the sea, natural looking lashes and a glow on her cheeks that sparkled purple and blue she had quiet wide hips and rather voluminous breasts she smiled doing a little curtsy as she stood there setting a microphone up I smiled widely just watching her I don't know why but she made me feel so happy, so peaceful and relaxed music began and she began to sing, it was gentle, slow, sultry and perfect like an old lounge singer designed to make you smile and maybe dance to her songs, but I couldn't help watching her it was like the world went dark and only her and I existed as she sang, like she was singing only for me and it was heavenly.

Once it was over I felt strange, I felt empty like I'd been thrown back to reality and I didn't really want to leave everyone applauded her I did too and she went off somewhere else many getting up to leave now the song was over so I got my table for dinner sitting by the window with my cider looking over the menu as the place cleared out only one old couple in the corner and that weird guy at the bar still here

"Would you mind if I joined you?" A voice asked I looked up and saw that woman again now with a glass of rosé in her hand

"Ohh no not at all, I'd be delighted" I said offering her the other chair at my table she smiled and took it "your song was beautiful"

"Thank you" she smiled "I've not seen you before"

"No I uhh staying here for a holiday only came down this morning"

"I see. How do you like it so far?"

"It's amazing. In really waiting for someone to pull the rug out from under me it all feels too good"

"Well it's a nice place, I'm sure they'll be something somewhere" she smiled

We both ordered another drink and some food getting a sharing thing between us

"So, do you live around here?"

"I do. In the hotel"

"I see. You work here then?"

"As a cleaner. sometimes singing"

"I see well your song was beautiful I've never heard anyone like you"

"Thank you" she blushed her hand gently stroking the top of mine. I blushed a little so not use to having anyone… flirt with me well other than kelly at work but not like this. I couldn't deny I was interested in her she was beautiful and I couldn't stop looking at her breasts our food and drinks came and we spoke for a good while about the area, the hotel, the food.

"Sorry I uhh I don't even know your name"

"Y/n." She smiled

"Y/n? That's a very beautiful name" I smiled "Tom. Or Thomas. Either"

"Tommy" she giggled

"Okay"

"Okay?"

"usual Don't allow that one" I told her

"Ohh sorry I'll-"

"But. I'll let you" I smiled giving her a little wink

"That's sweet of you" she smiled stroking her foot up my leg a little I smirked and did it back too stroking my foot on her ankle and a little up her leg as we finished our food and our drinks

"So you have another song to sing?"

"No just one tonight, nothing left to do likely just go back to my room"

"Yeah me too."

"I could always. Come and keep you company?"

"Company? In my roo- oh."

She shrugged and smiled at me

"Yeah sure I uhh I'd love some company"

"Which room?"

"I'm room thirteen"

"I'll see you later then" she smiled getting up giving my head a kiss and heading out into the hotel as soon as I knew she was gone I pretty much bolted up to my room...

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canuckianhawkbi · 3 years

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famous poets: English vs. Scots

Shakespeare: “Imperious Caesar, dead and turned to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away.” (deep, considered, emo)

Burns: hey have you heard of HAGGIS? it’s our NATIONAL DISH and it’s SO DENSE you could use it for A BRICK IN A MILL (impassioned, Patriotic AF)

#robert burns #rabbie burns #burns night #haggis #address to the haggis #happy 262 rabbie #william shakespeare #hamlet

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bobipineman · 2 years

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I don't understand why the poppie playtime fanbase collectively shat brick when the dev announced they will do NFT. Anyway just wait till it leak(like always) and ... it done. All leaked And peep who screech it’s evil because they all repeat IT BAD FOR THE ENVIIRONEMENT! srs get a life any large internet database or the big GAFAM server use they’re fair share of energetic overconsumption(yes you, you who twit all day you aren’t greener because you don’t participate in NFT ponzi scheme). And plus it ELECTRIC consumption. Some method are clearly greener than other like wind, solar, hydro and even geothermal energy. It really depend on the type of power plants. Anyway y’all funny saying you will boycott and or refund the game just because the dev dared to touch NFT. When it exist plenty more valid reason to not buy the game like; it just goodenough(not a compliment) graphic, boring gameplay, unoriginal story and setting(yes it just a refurbishing of FNAF+BatIM+Tattletail go catch me if you can). Personaly I check some youtube letplay and it just another game who use the tired overused horror trope of childhood place/toy that get somewhat cursed or stuff and it look boring AF. Same reason of why I didn’t touch BatIM but for Bendy and the inc Machine it do have a interesting stylistic touch). Also the dev were doing youtube video before. Yeah those kind of clickbait thing that use an algorithm that check anything popular to make the max view https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iekCuJzw6SA&t=470s I wouldn’t be surprised if poppy playtime have a similar design philosophy. And why they though it was a good idea to sell NFT(those link are all hype and no value, waiting for the bubble to pop)

#rant #rambling #poppy playtime #NFT scandal #fanbase

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royalprinceroman · 3 years

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"In awe, the first time you realised it" with rivya pretty pretty pleaasee

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAXI!!! this ask is old af but I was inspired so I wrote you this rivya drabble fic thinggggg idk i hope you enjoy it!!

(These characters are our own ocs based on the Sanders Sides from this blog. This is an irl AU so enjoy!! Some Sides might show up idk why don't you read and find out hehe)

On mobile so sorry for no read more :(

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River felt himself waking up; the stream of his consciousness pulling his thoughts to the real world around him. He slowly opened his eyes to see the glow of the early morning sun peeking through the edge of the curtain he swore he had tucked behind the bookshelf so it wouldn't get him right in the face, but alas, it had failed. River sighed, pulling their comforter over their head in denial.

Mondays sucked and River did not want to pull themselves out of bed, but within seconds of stretching their arms above their head, a shrill alarm from their phone began to sound on the side table next to their bed. River slapped around until successfully snoozing the alarm before throwing the blanket off.

There was one reason and one reason only River was getting up for class on this day. He had that one class today - economics. And that one boy was in it. The transfer student.

He had the gall to talk to River the day before, and several days before that. As well as the day the teacher had given him the seat next to River.

"Hello." The boy had said as he sat down. His hood covered most of his face but River could see his right eye and a soft smile on his face. "My name is Arya. It's nice to meet you."

River had glanced his way, their chin balanced on their palm. With the intent to simply brush him off, River had opened his mouth only to feel his words caught in his throat once he had made eye contact with the gentle boy.

"I'm River." River had managed to cough out that day. "Pleasure."

It was a dry introduction, but it didn't seem to offend Arya at all. He had smiled again and turned to his bag in front of him, pulling his notebook and pen out as River heard the teacher begin to speak.

River had been brought back to his dorm room by a jolt of him missing his pant leg while trying to get dressed. Arya had left him feeling weird that first day and every day after that, Arya had continued to say hello and be super kind to him. River didn't really understand why Arya was acting that way-- if Arya knew River at all, he would know that River didn't deserve that kind of kindness.

River zipped his jacket up and heard his cell phone begin to chime again, but this time it was a text tone. He absent-mindedly reached for the phone, unlocking it in one motion.

He bit his lip as he saw a message from his brother- his twin, Meph. Meph had chosen not to go to college but to work at a friend's laboratory. River sometimes regretted going to college but since he was there on a scholarship, it only made sense to stay. Besides, Meph had only chosen not to go to college to help River actually go for his dream: to be a marine biologist.

River loved the ocean. It was his favorite place to be and if he managed to put his past behind him and become a marine biologist, he'd never have to leave the ocean again. Meph had gotten the job with his friend to pay the bills so River could focus on school.

Meph the Grump: Hey so Nic needs me to stay late again this weekend so I won't be able to come up to visit. Maybe we can work something out for next weekend. Just let me know.

River sighed and locked his phone, shoving it into his pocket. That makes the 3rd time Meph canceled on him in the last month. River didn't really know what Nicolaus did for a living but Meph was apparently very important to the lab. It paid for the roof over his head so River ignored the pain of disappointment running through his chest.

He grabbed his bag before stopping by the mirror near the front door. Messing with his hair for only a few moments, he sighed and left the house, locking the front door behind him. His college was a mere three blocks away so walking was the simplest way of getting there.

River began the trek down the semi busy street, staring at the ground as he walked. From the corners of their sight, River watched the world go around him: People walked solo past; some girls in groups crossing the street laughing together; a single mom holding her baby while opening the door to a store.

The world kept going despite of all the troubles people had. River knew this and yet he always wondered what he looked like from that perspective. Was he intimidating? Were they interesting to the world around them or forgettable?

River adjusted his back on his shoulder as he stopped at a crosswalk. Several people lingered around him as they all waited for the traffic light to change. As he considered his plans for the weekend now that Meph wasn't coming into town anymore, he realized he was staring across the road at a familiar face.

It was Arya. However, Arya was standing against a brick building with another few men around him. River scrunched his face in curiosity and confusion. He had never seen Arya outside of class and he walked this street everyday. Wouldn't they have crossed paths before?

River heard the chime of the crosswalk allowing pedestrians to pass as suddenly one of the men grabbed Arya by the shoulder rather roughly. Arya stumbled into one of the other taller men who shoved him back towards the building. River felt his blood boil nearly instantly as he took off across the street. He was still fairly far away but he picked up the pace as the three men pulled Arya down an alleyway behind the brick building.

"I promise I'll have it to you soon. I will. I will." Arya's voice filtered through the air as River got closer. It was staggered and breathless; shaky and soft. He was clearly scared. "I know I said today, but my job hasn't paid me yet so--"

CRACK.

River dashed around the corner, hearing a bone crushing noise as they did so. It took River's eyes a few seconds while blinking to adjust to the darkness of the alley only to see Arya on the ground, unmoving.

"You bastards! What did you do to him?" River shouted as he stomped forward, leaving barely any space between himself and the strangers. His heart was racing-- Arya still hadn't moved. "Arya! Hey!" River shouted as the men laughed.

"Arya has a friend? Haha, that's the funniest thing I've heard all day," said the tallest man, turning to face River. "You should scram, kid, if you know what's good for you."

"Kid? I'm not a child, and I'm not scared of you." River said confidently, even though his hand was trembling. He was convinced it was his anger peaking. "Get away from him." River snarled through bared teeth.

The leader looked at his two friends and all three of them laughed.

"Kid, I don't think you understand the situation you're in." the Leader scoffed before suddenly darting towards River with his fist reared back.

In one step, River bent down, dodging him swiftly and flattening his right hand, shoving it perfectly timed onto the man's elbow forcing it the wrong direction. River heard the satisfying snap of the bone.

"Sonofabitch!" The leader shouted, falling to the ground, grasping towards his left arm. His partners ran to his side as he struggled to stand. "I won't forget this!" He growled as the three of them took off out of the alley.

River relaxed his stance, releasing a deep breath before spinning on his heel and dashing back to where Arya lay still unmoving. River fell to his knees, picking Arya up gently.

"Hey... hey Arya." They whispered, shaking the boy. Within a minute, Arya's eyes opened and he immediately pushed away from River, the innate fear of the other men still fresh. "No, Arya, it's okay-- it's me." River held his hands up.

Arya's breathing slowed as he realized the other three men were gone. His hand snapped to his head, his left eye closing in pain. Silence fell between the two of them. River wasn't sure what to say, and Arya... he looked like he might pass out at any moment.

"What are you doing here?" Arya broke the silence. His voice was scratchy but still the soft, kind tone River was used to hearing in class. "This doesn't concern you."

River scoffed, "The hell it doesn't! Who were those men? What did they want from you?" Arya stayed silent, choosing to look anywhere but River's face. "Fine then, I guess it doesn't matter..." he stood up to leave.

"Wait!" Arya jumped to his feet.

River turned to see Arya reaching out towards him only for the boy to be overcome by his injuries. His eyes rolled back and he fell towards the ground. River was quick enough to catch him before he made contact with the pavement. The momentum of the fall had caused Arya's hood to reveal his full face. River blinked in surprise-- the right side of Arya's face was covered with a severe burn scar. How had they never noticed it before?

Out of respect, River pulled Arya's hood back over his head and held the boy close.

"Excuse me."

A voice from behind them both caused River to whip around, holding on to Arya even tighter.

A man stood there, holding his bowler hat in front of his face. His cape like top blew in the wind of the alley and his yellow gloved hands nearly look illuminescent in the alley.

"Who are you?" River demanded.

"I am that boy's guardian, and I would appreciate you giving him to me." The man said as he put his hat on his head. It revealed his face to be similar to Arya except the left side of his was... a snake, wait what?

River stood, holding Arya in his arms. "Why should I believe you? Maybe I should take him and run away?"

"No, that's not necessary. You see... that boy is not human, my dear." The man began to walk closer. "Well, not anymore." He stopped walking. "Ah, how rude of me. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Janus."

"Okay... Janus what do you want with Arya?" River questioned, backing up a step.

"Oh no. You misunderstand. Arya came to me, you see. Alone and with nothing to lose, he made a deal. A deal with a snake." Janus explained, the snake side of his face never losing the grin it held. "Losing your entire family in a fire you caused and leaving yourself scarred for life is a rough thing to go through. He wanted to forget-- however it comes with a price."

"Yeah well... he needs medical treatment from whatever those assholes did to him so I'm taking him to the hospital. He's not going with you." River said firmly. "So I'll be leaving now."

River adjusted Arya in his arms before brushing past Janus toward the main street. River never once looked back and kept walking, avoiding the busier streets with nosey people. A regular hospital would ask too many questions. It was time to pay an old friend a visit.

After a ten minute walk, River arrived at what looked like a simple flower shop. He walked inside. A boy stood behind the main counter and turned to face them.

"Oh River! It's been awhile." He said. "Oh... is your friend hurt?"

"Yeah... can you help him Gabriel?" River asked as Gabriel held a back door open for them to walk through.

"Of course. Let's get him checked out." Gabriel assured.

River placed Arya on a rather large bed and sat down across from him and Gabriel in a plastic chair. River could feel the tension leaving his body finally and the realization of everything that happened was making his mind race as he watched Gabriel check Arya's vitals. Who were those three original men? Who was Janus? Was Janus telling the truth when he said Arya wasn't human anymore? What did that even mean? Nothing about this morning made any sense.

"River?" Gabriel's voice called them out of their stupor and River could see Arya was covered by a blanket now and his hoodie has been removed. "Are you okay? Do you need me to check you too?" Gabriel reached and felt River's head before they could lean away.

"No I'm fine." River assured.

Before Gabriel could ask again, a chime went off above their heads: a customer had walked into the flower shop. Gabriel excused himself and left the room. The room became silent other than the ticking of the clock on the far wall.

River stood up and walked to look at Arya. He looked peacefully asleep and more relaxed than before. Gabriel must've given him some medication. River pushed Arya's bangs out of his face and Arya stirred a bit, as if he was going to wake up.

"River.... wait.. please..." Arya murmured, his eyes still closed but tightened in fear. A dream. "I can explain... don't go... I need you."

River grabbed Arya's hand, intertwining their fingers. Arya seemed to relax and stopped talking. River was an idiot-- why hadn't he noticed it before? All of those feelings towards Arya... it was love. A need to protect.

"Don't worry, Arya..." River sat down on the side of the bed, brushing their fingers down the side of Arya's face. "I'm not going anywhere."

FIN.

#sanders sides #ocs #my ocs #arya sanders #river sanders #though technically they arent sanders here but idc #janus sanders #rivya #happy birthday maxi 2021 #sorry this wasnt longer ;^; work sucks

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Bro I’m down for hearing about OC’s and stuff

You asked for it!

First of all, no I don’t have any ideas for who tf Lloyd and Cole end up with. I just wanted to make some kids, So you can pick almost whoever you want for them.

We’re going to start with some mechanics for how Elemental powers are passed on. My headcanon/theories about how Elements are passed down, is that the oldest will inherit the father’s element (if applicable, if not, the mother’s element will go to the oldest), the second will inherit the mother’s (If applicable), and if any element masters have more kids then there are elements in the couple, the extra(s) will inherit a “dead” element, or an elemental that had no heirs before passing, like Wind or Time. If there aren’t any dead elements left, then the spare is normal. So if Ray and Maya had a third child, or if Libber/Libby had a second they probably would’ve been the master of wind.

In order of age, Oldest to youngest:

Edwina (AKA, Winnie), Master of Lightning, Jay and Nya’s first daughter. Named After Ed and Edna Walker. Winnie is hyperactive and takes a lot after her father, but appearance wise she takes after her grandmother, Libber/Libby. She’s the girlyest girly girl to even walk Ninjago. When she was a baby, Jay and Nya called her “Eddie” but as soon as she was old enough to make demands, she demanded a more feminine name, and has gone by Winnie ever since (Call he Ed or Eddie and she will shock you so hard you won’t be able to remember your own name.)

Lucas, Master of Earth. Cole’s son. Named After Lou Brookstone. A lot like his father, but maybe a bit more confrontational and pig headed. Complains about being surrounded by girls and fights to no end with Winnie (Being the two oldest, they clash over who should “be in charge” a lot) He’s built like a brick wall and takes a lot of pride in his strength.

Pyrrah, Master of Fire, Kai and Skylor’s first daughter. Named for her bright red hair. Probably the most attention grabbing of the group (which saying something considering she’s standing next to Winnie) A bright gay butch filled with so much fiery chaos. (cute girls are her biggest weakness) She is protective and will openly display her overflowing emotions readily. The more expressive she is with you, the more she cares about/trusts you. She is noticeably stiff and quiet when she’s uncomfortable or on edge. If she’s yelling, you’re safe. Quiet glaring means she’s out for blood.

Marina, Master of Water, Jay and Nya’s younger daughter. Named for her element because Winnie was already lightning so they knew. Very calm and quiet. Not necessarily shy, but you might get that impression. She doesn’t mind talking or being the center of attention, she’s just used to letting her big sister do most the talking, and doesn’t mind being in the back. She is pretty smart like her mom and is a secret pun master. When she makes a joke or pun to you is when you’ve officially become her friend. Appearance, looks like her grandmother Maya.

Mabel, Master of Amber, Kai and Skylor’s younger daughter. Named for her element because Pyrrah was already fire so they knew. Mischievous and a bigger troublemaker than her sister. Mabel is the real agent of chaos between the two. She will legit pull the “I’m baby” card and get away with murder. She is the best at understanding other people’s points of view so she is the best peacemaker... when she chooses to be. She’s also a great manipulator.

Morgan, Master of Energy, Lloyd’s son. He looks just like Lloyd. The Garmadon genes are STRONG. He’s the baby’s baby, so he’s never going to get taken seriously. Resents this fact, but low key has accepted it. Is angsty AF. Not for any real reason, he’s just like that. He will roll his eyes, and in extreme conditions, bite. Usually found following Mabel around and helping her do devious things.

Echo, Master of Ice, son of Zane and Pixal, He’s technically the youngest, although he’s seen as Lucas and Winnie’s age by the group. (I am aware that the sudo-canon is that Echo is Mr. E, but that isn’t for this, Echo’s complicated creation/birth to follow) Echo is confused a lot and still trying to figure this whole thing out. A lot like Zane in his early days, but he relies on his friends and “cousins” to help him understand. He loves them with all his heart and is happy to learn more about them everyday. Will absolutely hear your reasoning out for ANYTHING, no matter how crazy or nonsensical it is, he wants to understand. He gets easily dragged into crazy shenanigans because of this. Generally just a pure boy who wants his friends to be happy.

(He’s sort of the Echo you all know, but not. The team finally found him, but he wasn’t in the best shape when they did and didn’t last too long. Zane and Pixal tried to save his programming in hopes of bringing him back the same way Zane came back after defeating the overlord, but Echo’s programming was lacking and they could only save so much. They worked on patching it, using some of Pixal’s programming to fill in the gaps, it was a long and difficult process that they agonized over. By the time they’d gotten it all in working order, it wasn’t exactly the same Echo Zane. They’d pretty much made a new person out of all three of them. Zane and Pixal decided to keep him named Echo as a tribute to Zane’s brother that had kind of just been reincarnated as their son. They built him to be a peer to the rest of their friends’ kids who they knew would accept him and help him grow into his own person.)

Dynamic notes:

Marina and Pyrrah are the same age, so they get along pretty well. Plus Water and Fire are still a little tangled with each other (Just as lightning and water are) so they share a certain connection. They also balance each other out a lot.

Mabel and Morgan are 100% going to get together when they grow up. No one says anything about it, but it’s kind of an accepted fact. The two are near inseparable and Mabel is unquestionably Morgan’s favorite person in the world.

Mabel is usually the source of bad ideas. Morgan is always her partner in crime, though her sister gets involved every so often and Mabel will sometimes get Echo involved.

Winnie and Lucas both claim Echo as their best friend and fight over who is closer to him. (Echo doesn’t understand why they fight so much)

I’m not kidding about Winnie and Lucas fighting and bickering. It’s a constant thing with them. They fight at the drop of a hat, over anything. They fight so much nobody is sure if they’ll end up killing each other, making out, or what. Even they don’t really know (Even I don’t know where they’ll end up. I can’t decide if they should date or just be really bitter best friends.)

Pyrrah is almost as physically strong as Lucas. The two of them love competing. Arm wrestling is their favorite. Lucas usually wins, but not always, and Pyrrah is almost the only one that can beat him.

Lucas will kidnap Morgan and Echo for “male bonding”. Echo doesn’t get it, but knows it’s important to Lucas, and Morgan doesn’t like being away from Mabel, but tolerates it for Lucas’s sake.

Kai became a master with hair and does his girls’ hair. Pyrrah has a spikey undercut while Mabel had elaborate braids half the time.

Morgan wanted to dye his hair black and Lloyd told him no. He suggested the compromise of a green streak and Lloyd was suddenly taking him to Kai to get “literally anything else” done. He got black tips.

Winnie will stop at nothing to get Pyrrah a girlfriend.

Mabel will stop at nothing to rigorously test any potential girlfriends for her sister.

Pyrrah wishes they’d both stop scaring girls away like this.

Lucas and Pyrrah have a pact of sending cute girls of the wrong sexuality the other one’s way. Bi girls are a free for all though.

-Ivy

#Mod Ivy #long post #ninjago #lego ninjago #blursed ninjago ideas #blursed ninjago aus #Next gen ocs #I love these kids ok

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