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evilminji · 17 days

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My WIP fairy hates me. But like... in that homoerotic Nemesis sorta way, I swear.

Cease an desist, woman! (I scream into the void, knowing damn well she, being my own brain, SHAN'T.)

Cause NOW? Now I CAN NOT stop Pondering, with a Capitol P, the life of a Sentient Quirk. The trials and tribulations. The indignities and sufferings. Countless micro-aggression and out right dismissal of sentience. The reduction to the EXTENSION of another.

You are not a person.

You are JUST a Quirk.

An organ that "thinks" itself separate, in the way knees spasm when struck just so. The child you are attached to just needs to get better CONTROL of you. Your words and actions are actually THEIRS. You are simultaneously an unruly animal and strange adult, not allowed near other peoples children.

Why are you trying to follow this four year old into their school? Why are you SITTING out side a pre-school? Are you stalking that child?

You are a grown adult. Connected to a random Japanese child.

The child is expected to "control" you.

Punished if they do not.

No one is listen to EITHER of you, as you try to explain the situation. The child is upset, scared, and does not have the emotional maturity to understand why you are not to blame. All they can understand is that you appeared and everything became stressful and "bad". They started getting punished. Have to share their room now.

Do you even have rights? If you get hurt, get MAIMED, what will happen to you? Can you hold a job? Own land? Open a bank account? Fuck it! Can you have a RELATIONSHIP?

If you went out RIGHT NOW and punched a purse thief, would the FOUR YEAR OLD be arrested?

If the kid grows up, becomes a hero, and you do secretarial work... does his license cover you? If YOU wanted to become a Hero, would he be your hero partner? Could he technically sit in a corner and let you work?

If no one could TELL, over an internet connection, then surely that should prove SOMETHING? Right?

And! The question NO ONE ever seems to ask!

Could..... could you LEAVE? Do people have the right to force you back? If you don't WANT to be some kid's Quirk? You're sentient. If, unlike Dark Shadow, you are not PHYSICALLY connected, but tethered by distance?

Could. You. Leave?

Just "Allright, I'm out. The way you're all treating me is unacceptable. See ya never." And walk out the door? You'd be able to gain distance as the kid grew older. As long as you hid? You be homeless, without papers, but free.

A sentient Quirk means free will. Means you don't HAVE to do shit. It's like being born with a twin, not a slave. And that Twin does NOT have to put up with your bullshit. YOU are the one asking THEM to work with you, after all.

This? Of course, ALSO just ABSOLUTELY BEGS the question? What if that four year old grew up to be a BASTARD? Just... NO self reflection or empathy. Everything is everyone else's fault, always. And they want a NEW Quirk. One that won't question them.

So they sell theirs, buy a new one. Probably die off screen trying to throw it around.

What happens to you THEN? Pain, obviously. Like... massive, massive amounts of pain. You ARE a Quirk. You're being ripped out by your metaphorical roots. By the NERVE ENDINGS. But? Do you... for lack of a better word, "reset"?

Are you back infront of "your" person? Or do you stay, safely, where you are? Both would be fascinating, honestly. Because I imagine All for One? Does NOT get sentient quirks often. If at all.

They'd sooner kill themselves.

After all, if your choice is "kill yourself and your beloved twin" or "be ripped apart and watch them die horribly, then be used to go against everything you both stood for"? You weep and promise to make it fast.

Then you make it fast.

It's... really annoying, I'd imagine, for All for One. It's not necessarily that he WANTS a sentient Quirk. But they are INTERESTING. And he likes interesting.

He also likes owning things that can't leave. Ever.

So of course he'll poke and prod at the Quirk. It will inevitably be a nightmare, either way. Because EVERY Sentient Quirk has some degree of communication aspect to it. Just because the original holder never figured it out, doesn't mean HE can't.

And while your range may now be much, MUCH bigger? Because the fucker is strong as hell? How useful is that... if he can talk to you when ever HE feels like it? Day or night. 24/7.

And that's assuming you don't reset. God help you if you reset. Because THEN your STANDING infront of, most likely, pre-face-smash All for One. Who's looking at you like he just won a Mildly Interesting Prize and you would PREFER HE NOT. But what are you gonna do?

Walk out again?

You think THAT'S an option here?!

I mean... you can and do TRY. But, obviously not. So like? Fuck ™.

THEN the question becomes? Would YOU go to Tarturaus. Are you a hostage? Or an accomplice? You have the same level of power and authority as a cat, deliberately knocking pages of tables and cups to the floor, but... like? Oooooh~ oh yeah! THATS gonna slow him down! His empire crumbles beneath the sheer MIGHT of your petty inconveniences!

*trips the doctor again*

Fffffuck you.

#bnha #bnha ponderings #minji's writing #minji's ponderings #bnha oc #sentient quirks #all for one #prompt i guess?#bnha prompt

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sewermageboy · 7 months

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obligatory "i love gale, I promise i'm not shitting on gale" comment before I start, but:

I feel like with a lot of the "he was groomed" narrative for Gale, people assume it's a given that Mystra came to him when he was a child, right? He says that she was his teacher, his muse, and then his lover, so I can see why people think that she must have been with him since he was a child.

But (I've been going down a Forgotten Realms lore rabbit hole, and found that) Mystra was killed around a hundred years before BG3, and only returned to life in 1479 DR, around 13 years before the events of the game. So unless we're saying that Gale is 30 years old (and in my mind he's more like 35-45), he would have been an adult by the time they met, even assuming that she immediately reached out to him after returning to the Forgotten Realms.

So why is the "groomed from childhood" narrative so prevalent? I think most people (rightfully) have better things to do with their time than reading about the fckn Spellplague on the Forgotten Realms wiki, but apart from that.

I think, especially with how many people (on tiktok especially, as far as I've seen) seem to hate Gale for being "too pushy" or whatever bc of the romance bug, there's an inherent instinct for Gale enjoyers to justify their liking of this character, by explaining away his flaws and his idiosyncrasies by saying "he is the way he is because he was groomed by the goddess of magic", and therefore his flaws aren't his own fault/don't matter, whatever.

It really bothers me when people explain away his flaws like that. He's braggadocious, yes, and he's arrogant, and he's filled to the brim with hubris. Does he have his reasons for that? Yes, of course! But that doesn't mean that his flaws are any less present, and just as much of a part of him as all the good parts. It bothers me when people do this with any of the characters tbh, like saying that all of Astarion's shitty behavior is due to his trauma at the hands of Cazador (which much of it is! But he's also just kinda a shitty person, and that's okay!!)

Like, if we look at Forgotten Realms lore, and say that Gale is around 40, Mystra would have approached him as a young man in his 20s - and honestly, that version of events is still just as fucked up to me as "he was groomed". Here you have this brilliant wizard, who lives for magic and manipulating the weave, and the goddess of magic herself begins to mentor him, teach him, inspire him, and eventually becomes his lover, too. Then, after she keeps showing him magic that will forever be beyond his reach, telling him to be content with his lot, he goes too far - and is discarded in the process, left alone to deal with the Orb in his chest despite Mystra being able to heal him instantly if she wished. And not only does he have to deal with a bad breakup and a nuclear bomb in his chest, no, he's also never able to truly be free of her, as long as he wishes to still do magic - something that is basically second nature to him, and that he could never give up.

I've also seen people conflate his Early Access story (Mystra discarding him first and for no reason, and him ending up with the Orb in his chest as a result of trying to win her back) with his full release one (Him trying to prove to Mystra he was worthy of being shown magic beyond any other mortals, ending up with the Orb, and Mystra discarding him as a result of that), and I feel like that comes from the same place as the insistence on him being groomed - trying to justify his behavior and sanitize him as much as possible.

I understand the instinct to defend Gale from people who shit on him needlessly bc of the romance bug or whatever, I really do. I adore Gale, and I think he's one of the most fascinating characters in the game! But I also think it's a disservice to him to not acknowledge the negative parts of him, or to explain them away as being caused by trauma he might have gone through.

The shitty parts, the ones you can really sink your teeth into, are what make most of the companions so interesting to me!!! And Gale's arrogance, his clumsiness when he flirts and how quick he is to fall in love, his hubris and his anger are all part of that!!

Edit: just wanted to clarify that I have no issue with the interpretation that Gale was groomed by Mystra from a young age in and of itself!

As @galedekarios rightfully pointed out, Larian often plays fast and loose with the timeline, so Mystra's death and her return to the forgotten realms only factor in so much. There's ample evidence in the game for the grooming interpretation, and it's also super fascinating to me, I just don't like that a lot of the discussion of Gale's character seems to boil down to: "but he was groomed, so it doesn't matter", or that many people seem to view it as the only valid interpretation of his character.

#gale of waterdeep #bg3 meta #mystra #gale dekarios #bg3 #bg3 spoilers #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 spoilers

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queenshelby · 2 months

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An Illicit Affair

Part 16: The Talk

Pairing: Cillian Murphy (46) x Reader (23)

Warning: Age-Gap, Taboo Relationship, Infidelity

When you arrived at his room however, you saw that Danielle had returned, waiting for Cillian to be discharged. It was evident to you that they had been arguing again and it appeared to be intensifying by the second.

You stood at the doorway, silently watching the two of them engage in a heated conversation. Their voices grew louder and more aggressive, and you could sense the tension radiating between them.

"You need to stop pulling that shit and see a fucking psychiatrist," Cillian snapped, glaring at Danielle. "You're destroying our family with your behavior," he growled.

"I am destroying our family?" she spat back. "Why don't you just admit that you're having an affair? Because your infidelity is really what is breaking us up," Danielle said, and even though she had never suspected you to be the one he was cheating on her with, she knew that there was someone else for real this time. And, honestly, she was furious.

"No," Cillian denied vehemently, his anger flaring up. "It's you who is making everyone miserable," he countered harshly, pointing at her. "If you weren't so damn manipulating and controlling then maybe we wouldn't be in this situation," he yelled, causing Danielle to shake her head in disbelief.

"You never cared for me Cillian, so don't make it out to be my fault," she spoke up suddenly, staring daggers at Cillian. "I really think that you are the one who should see a psychiatrist not me. You clearly have issues" she snarled, her tone laced with venom.

"Maybe you're right. Maybe I should go to therapy to figure out why I stayed with you for so long," he retorted bitterly, his voice trembling with rage.

"You aren't going to leave me Cillian. We both know that you can't," Danielle mused and it was at this moment that you ought to interrupt their conversation.

"Excuse me," you said, stepping into the room confidently, catching their attention. "I have the discharge papers ready," you announced calmly, glancing between Cillian and Danielle.

"You can head home now," you added, approaching the couple while handing the documents to Cillian.

"Thank you, Y/N," Cillian replied gratefully, accepting the papers with a nod.

"Do you need help dressing?" you offered kindly, gesturing towards his clothes.

"No, I got it," Cillian assured you, starting to dress independently despite his weakened state. You turned your attention to Danielle, who remained silent during this exchange.

She seemed lost in thought, her eyes wandering aimlessly around the room. Her hands twisted nervously in her lap, betraying the turmoil inside her. You couldn't help but wonder what was going through her mind.

"Thank you Y/N," she eventually said, her voice sounding softer and more composed. "I hope we haven't taken up too much of your time," she added apologetically.

"Not at all," you replied cheerfully, smiling politely. "I'm happy to help," you assured her while watching Cillian getting dressed, putting on his jumper and jacket.

"When will you be heading back to Dublin?" you then asked them both, addressing the topic of Cillian's departure tactfully.

"I am hoping to return tomorrow or the day after," Cillian answered, slipping on his shoes effortlessly. "I have some commitments that I can't delay any longer," he explained, casting a fleeting glance at Danielle who appeared visibly frustrated.

"And I will be heading home tonight," she piped up brusquely, her tone clipped and curt. "It's my mother's birthday, but Cillian and her don't really get along," she admitted awkwardly, averting her gaze.

"Alright, uhm, well... all the best," you told them sincerely, waving goodbye as they left the hospital together.

You stared at the door long after they had disappeared, a knot forming in your stomach. You couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling that something was terribly wrong. But you had no idea what or how to fix it. You decided to focus on your work instead and immersed yourself in your tasks.

The end of your shift soon rolled around, and you found yourself looking forward to some downtime with Lucy.

She was still busy studying for her exams, but promised to join you later for dinner.

You headed back to the student accommodation, ready to unwind as, suddenly, your phone rang and you weren't really surprised when you saw Cillian's number pop up on the screen.

You let the call ring out, knowing that you shouldn't speak to him right now, especially after witnessing his argument with Danielle.

However, the urge to reach out to him grew stronger and, when you reached your destination, you couldn't resist dialing his number. After all, what was the harm in checking up on him?

"Hey Cills," you greeted him warmly, sitting down on your bed and resting your feet as he picked up the phone. "Sorry I missed your call," you apologized, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Oh, it's alright," Cillian assured you lightly, his voice sounding calmer and more relaxed. "I figured you must be busy with work," he added, his tone friendly and nonchalant.

"You sound better," you remarked, genuinely relieved to hear his improved demeanor. "Are you feeling okay?" you quizzed him, your brows lifting.

"Yeah, I'm doing much better, thanks," Cillian replied appreciatively.

"I mean, I've had some time to rest and gather my thoughts," he added, letting out a light sigh. "And I was wondering if we could talk?" Cillian proposed tentatively, his voice trailing off uncertainly.

"Of course," you replied instantly, eagerly grasping the opportunity to reconnect with him. "What's on your mind?" you encouraged, shifting onto your elbows and propping up your body, eager to listen attentively.

"I would much rather discuss this in person, Y/N. It's a delicate matter but I feel as though I owe you an explanation," Cillian started cautiously, his voice softening.

"Do you want me to come to your place?" you asked, glancing at the clock on your wall. It was early evening, and you knew that Lucy would be returning soon.

"Yes, if that works for you," Cillian said. "I am staying at the Green Street Apartment Complex. Unit 256,"

Cillian informed you, his voice steady and confident and, despite the circumstances, your heart skipped a beat at the prospect of seeing Cillian again so soon.

"I'll be there in about thirty minutes," you assured him, reaching for the charger cable hanging loosely from your nightstand.

"See you soon," Cillian bid farewell, his voice conveying a mix of anticipation and uncertainty.

After ending the call, you paced around your room nervously, wondering how you were going to break the news to Lucy. She was such a stickler for rules and deadlines, and she hated it when you kept things from her. You knew that she would not be pleased to learn that you were meeting Cillian, especially considering the circumstances and, when you told her about it after she arrived at home, she gave you yet another lecture about not getting involved with a married man.

"Seriously, Y/N?" she groaned with exasperation, her brown eyes widening with disbelief. "Again?" she muttered under her breath, shaking her head dismissively.

"I just wanted to check up on him," you protested weakly, feeling a pang of guilt creeping up your spine. "He had a bad argument with Danielle earlier at the hospital and I can't get it out of my head," you confessed hesitantly, averting your gaze guiltily.

"They were fighting, Lucy, and it wasn't like normal marital disputes. Something feels off," you admitted candidly, running a clammy hand through your tangled hair.

"Then you need to stay clear," Lucy advised sternly, fixing you with a meaningful look. "Don't become entangled in their mess," she cautioned, gripping your arm tightly."

"I won't," you reassured her, forcing a weak smile. "Like I said, I just want to see him and make sure he is okay," you insisted, rising from the bed and grabbing your coat.

"Is this why we pulled their files? James mentioned something about domestic abuse," Lucy interjected, raising her eyebrows skeptically. "Because that would be yet another reason not to get involved," she advised carefully after you explained the situation to her.

"Jesus, no, Cillian does not hit Danielle. That's utter nonesense," you defended him earnestly, shrugging your shoulders slightly.

"Are you sure about that?" Lucy asked skeptically, raising a quizzical eyebrow. "Because, personally, I would be cautious," she murmured, eyeing you carefully.

"I trust my instincts, and my gut tells me that Cillian is not capable of that," you retorted defensively, shoving your hands into the pockets of your jeans.

"Well, all right, but remember what James said," Lucy reminded you gently, offering an understanding smile. "I just don't want you to put yourself in danger," she pleaded, wrapping a protective arm around your shoulders.

"Please call me if you need me," she urged, her brown eyes full of concern.

"Will do," you smiled reassuringly, pulling your coat tighter as you left the apartment.

The chilly air hit you like a cold splash of water, sending a shiver down your spine. You hurried to the nearest bus stop, trying to shake off the uneasiness that had settled deep within your bones.

The familiar chatter of people surrounding you did little to ease your nerves. All you could think about was Cillian and the less-than-ideal situation surrounding you both.

You hopped onto the bus, scanning the seats for an empty spot. Finding one near the window, you collapsed into it, clutching your bag tightly. Your fingers fidgeted against the worn leather straps. Thoughts of Cillian consumed your mind, clouding your judgment and stealing your focus.

You attempted to distract yourself by counting passing buildings, but your thoughts inevitably wandered back to him until, finally, the bus reached Green Street, and you leaped off the vehicle, sprinting toward the apartment complex.

Inside, you buzzed the apartment number and waited patiently for Cillian to open the door. He opened the door via the intercom and, inside, you took the elevator to the top floor.

The door slid open and you felt a wave of apprehension wash over you. You didn't want to intrude, nor interfere with their lives, but there was something unsettling about the pair of them. Your intuition was whispering warnings, telling you to turn back, but you brushed away the anxious feelings, stepping forward bravely.

The door creaked open to reveal Cillian standing there, wearing a white shirt and dark pants. He looked tired, haggard even, but he was still handsome as ever. He led you inside, asking you to sit down on the couch.

As you sat down, you noticed that the apartment was impeccably clean, almost sterile in appearance. The furniture looked expensive, yet lacked warmth and personality. Everything was ordered and neat, with no sign of clutter or misplaced items. Even the kitchen was spotless, devoid of crumbs or dishes.

"Would you like something to drink?" Cillian asked, his voice strained. You declined politely, and he sat down across from you, folding his hands in his lap. The silence stretched between you, each of you seemingly caught up in your own thoughts.

"What is this place? Are you renting it?" you questioned Cillian, peering around the immaculate living space.

"No, I actually bought it a few days ago," Cillian responded, a hint of pride coloring his voice. "It's still kind of bland, but I just need a space to get away sometime," he explained, his gaze drifting towards the cityscape outside the windows.

"A getaway house? Sounds nice," you commented, shifting uncomfortably on the couch. "I bet it's also super convenient since Max lives in the same building," you joked, attempting to alleviate the tension.

"Yeah, that was Danielle's idea. I suppose she needs someone to keeps tabs on me when I am away for work," Cillian chuckled, his expression turning sour.

"Anyway, I apologize for earlier," Cillian said sheepishly, his voice softening. "That whole thing with Danielle was extremely upsetting," he mumbled, his voice cracking slightly. "I didn't expect it to escalate like that," he admitted, his face reddening.

"It's okay," you assured him, leaning forward, kissing him briefly on the lips. It was more like a peck, a sentiment of some sort and Cillian exhaled deeply, his posture relaxing ever so slightly. "Thanks, Y/N," he said softly, reaching for your hand.

Your fingers intertwined with his, and a surge of electricity coursed through you. You couldn't resist the temptation; you inched closer to him, allowing your bodies to touch. Cillian reacted instantly, his grip tightening around your hand.

"Y/N," he murmured, the sound of your name echoing in the otherwise quiet room. "I don't fucking know what to do," he whispered, his voice trembling as he squeezed your hand tighter. "I'm just a mess," he sighed heavily, his eyes filling with sadness.

"Do you want to talk about it?" you asked Cillian gently, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

"I don't know where to begin Y/N," he sighed, his voice laden with despair. "Everything seems to be falling apart," he added miserably, staring into space.

"Start anywhere," you coaxed, your heart pounding in your chest. "You can tell me anything," you promised, your gaze locked on his.

Cillian inhaled deeply, gathering his thoughts. "Danielle and I have been struggling for years, ever since my career took off in a way neither of us had expected. She always hated the exposure and fame and she had never been very confident within herself. She has always been quite jealous and controlling but, about four or five years ago, when I wanted a break from our marriage, she started accusing me of being unfaithful to her, which is also when she started to pull these stunts," he started to explain, shaking his head sadly.

"What kind of stunts?" you asked cautiously, your heart sinking with every word he uttered.

"She hurts herself," Cillian whispered, his voice barely audible. "She deliberately inflicts injuries upon herself and blames it on others," he explained, his voice cracking slightly. "It began with small accidents, but it quickly escalated into more serious injuries," he revealed, wincing in disgust.

"I know it sounds crazy, but she's doing it on purpose to get my attention and to make me stay with her," Cillian confided, his eyes pleading for understanding. "She even threatened me that, if I leave her, she would tell Max and the press that I am abusing her," he disclosed, his voice trembling slightly. "I resigned myself to this for ages and, with me being away all the time, it's not really that bad, but then I met you and things changed Y/N," he explained reluctantly. "Now I want more than the marriage I am trapped in," he told you, his eyes shining brightly with unspoken longing.

Though you hadn't known it before, the connection between you two was undeniable. It was more than just sexual and, just as Cillian leaned back, running a hand through his thick hair, obviously wrestling with his thoughts, he appeared troubled but determined.

"I am so sorry Y/N," he whispered, his gaze locked on yours. "I should never have gotten you involved in this mess but I felt as though you had a right to know the truth," he confessed, his voice trembling slightly.

You remained silent, absorbing everything he had shared. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on your heart, and you couldn't find the words to respond. Instead, you reached out and cupped his cheek, caressing it tenderly.

"Thank you for trusting me enough to share this," you managed to say, your voice hushed and soft. "It all makes sense now and I don't even know what to say, Cillian," you continued, your eyes filled with compassion.

"You don't need to say anything, Y/N," Cillian replied gently, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "In fact, I don't want you to," he continued softly, his blue eyes burning into yours. "Just you being here makes me feel better," he confessed, his breath hot against your skin before pulling you closer, wrapping his arms around you.

You could feel his muscles tense up as he rested his chin on your shoulder. His breathing became heavier, and you could smell traces of his cologne. You held him tight, rubbing his back soothingly.

"I will help you figure this out," you comforted him, pressing your forehead against his. "We'll take it step by step," you whispered, holding him close just as Cillian's grip tightening around you. "You are amazing, you know that?" he murmured, kissing your neck as the intimacy between you intensified, and you both fell deeper into each other's embrace.

"I know," you whispered, nestling your head into his shoulder. "And so are you, Cillian," you murmured appreciatively, enjoying the warmth of his embrace.

He sighed, taking a deep breath before releasing it slowly. "This is insane, isn't it?" he murmured, his voice trembling slightly. "My life is a complete disaster. My wife has gone crazy and here I am, falling in love with my son's ex-girlfriend," Cillian rambled, burying his face in your hair.

To be continued...

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oscconfessions · 24 days

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going to explain why Loser is a well written celebrity character

remember those stupid ball things (I forgot what they were called whoopsie daisie)

Yeah so as far as the BFB universe goes to my knowledge, that was Losers first major controversy. It was honestly SO petty too, that genuinely seemed like an honest mistake. I've confused things about stuff TOO before, even the character guide suggests he didn't know either. Despite all this WHY WAS EVERYONE SO PISSED OFF ABOUT IT?? it wasn't even something to get mad about, let's say he did lie. That's kind of weird, but whatever, I don't think it's that important. Everyone in that scene was overreacting as hell, especially, why were they listening to Fanny of all people...???? Not saying she's a discreditable source SOMETIMES but she's literally a fucking hater and I don't mean that in a bad way.

Anyways, the point here is that Celebrities get lit ablaze for one simple mistake that was probably minor.

okay great next thing

Remember Donuts Diary???1? Yeah so I'm just gonna start it off with Loser reading it was Donuts fault. I'm not saying Loser is a little angel, he should've known not to read it, but he was locked in a FUCKING JAWBREAKER. How the hell do you forget your own diary in a JAWBREAKER, HOW. Since Loser was stuck in there for god knows how long, I don't blame him for reading the ONE THING he has. The jawbreakers are ISOLATING, books help people from going fuckinggfg crazy, it worked for Baseball on idiotic island. So why shouldn't LOSER be allowed to READ. Everyone getting mad at him for it DOESN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT HAPPENED, even in the song Message To Loser he mentions it, Four may be quick to say he's lying but that brings me to my next conclusion!!!!

People will take stuff celebrities said/did OUT OF CONTEXT and try to use it against them!!!!!

Lastly, because I'm going insane and also tired, the whole shit with Loser leaving Winner for the movie thing

okay, first of all, there's no direct mention of when this happened, but since it's implied that Loser got famous like a year or two before BFB, we can deduct it's been 5(?) years since that happened. Now, what Loser did was wrong and just rude. What I'm saying here, though, is that people CAN change. I don't doubt that Loser has at least had some growth as a person since then and I don't doubt that he probably regrets it. This is probably the hottest take in this whole spiel but PLEASE HEAR ME OUT. Winner in the episode semi-acknowledges this fact, and they literally STATE they're happy for him. For lack of a better term, there's not really a reason to be mad at Loser if Winner already forgave him (kind of??)

my point here is that people will take things celebrities did a long time ago and use it against them now

anyways this rant is probably shit don't listen to it or do listen to it I don't care

(Sincerest apologies if I accidentally used the wrong pronouns on Winner during this at all)

#confession #/bfdi #/bfdi/loser

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quitealotofsodapop · 4 months

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Hey Mac, we thought you were dead;

Sequel to this post on Macaque being back in the "Century Stone Egg Au".

After the pregnant Monkey King breaks his shock, he'd run to embrace Macaque, even if he'd just been super close to clawing his eye out (again) and that they're last meeting was a huge fight. He only holds back because he's honestly a little scared/worried how and why Macaque is there. Wukong is immediately trying to apolgise for his violent reaction, but Macaque just laughes out; "Nah, it's my fault. Should've asked first." It's only with the shadow monkeys' breathy, almost *fond* laughter that Wukong realises that Mac is truly there for peace. Mac's interaction with PIF further confirms this.

The reincarnation gang + the dragon couple are super sketched out though. Pigsy is the one to loudly ask "How do you know it's him and not some weird copycat?", mostly cus he's legit worried for Wukong in this moment. Somebody's dead partner don't just show up one day!

Wukong responds with his Gold Vision + its hard to fake the way Mac smells. The gang still refuse to leave the two alone together until they recieve a decent explaination.

The fact that Macaque literally looks like he crawled out of the grave quickly gives everybody a bad feeling, and they def force Mac to sit down and explain how tf he came back to life before he's even allowed smell Wukong.

Macaque: "I may have agreed to do something... kinda stupid in hindsight." Wukong, : "Mac... look at me. What did you do?" Macaque: "...ok don't be mad." Wukong: "I'm preemptively seething." Macaque: "I accepted a deal from the White Bone Spirit." Wukong: "I'M FURIOUS!!!" *starts throwing whatever's closest at Mac* Macaque, dodges a pillow: "Pfff! Calm down, it's not like I'm actually gonna do it! She brought me back to life to release her from a tomb or something and I chucked the key away the second I got back." The whole Room: "..." Wukong: "Mihou... thats the stupidiest thing you could have done!" *summons hair clones to throw stuff at Mac* Macaque, now failing to dodge fruit: "OW! Why are you upset!? We both know nothing good will come of letting that demon free!" PIF: "Mihou, if this Bone Demon was able to bring you back from the dead, then she has the power to track you down and recind her offer." Macaque: "...so you're saying that I have to fufill her deal, or I might get dragged back to Diyu?" Wukong and PIF, at the same time: "YES!!!" Macaque: "Shit." The Whole Room: *covering Red and Mei's ears* "LANGUAGE!!" Tang: "You should work on that before the baby gets here.

Oh you better believe Mac's in the doghouse until they can figure out how to resolve the LBD business deal. PIF calls up her lawyer to go over the exact terms and conditions.

Fire Star: "Ok, I've got good news and bad news." Macaque: "Bad news first." Fire Star: "The Lady Bone Demon's geas is airtight. You will have to open her tomb *slash* free her spirit in order to keep your place in this mortal realm - less you be recalled at a later date for a task of similar value or until she makes you redundant." Pigsy: "Translate for the non-lawyers please." Fire Star: "Either he does it, or she makes him do it, or she just takes his soul." Macaque: "Shit." Wukong & PIF: *glaring daggers at Mac* Macaque: "So what's the good news?" Fire Star, slyly: "Those are the only conditions to the geas. There's a reason you need lawyers for these kind of things nowadays. She didn't stipulate say... where to release her. Or whom would be present to greet her when her tomb opens." Everyone: *shares similar delighted/scheming looks* (*a few hours + a few calls to a worried Nezha later*) Macaque: *unlocks LBD's tomb* LBD: "Freedom! Freedom! Fr-" All of Wukong's allies in the Heavenly Army + Diyu officials:

LBD: "Oh bother."

As the Bone Demon gets carted away for conspiracy to destroy the world, she gets yelled at by all of the Underworld/Diyu officials that now have to deal with the fallout of her actions.

King Yama: "Do you understand how much paperwork I have to do to mark this monkey as alive!? He doesn't have a death date! It's been blotted out! I'll be correcting his files for months!!" Macaque: *high fives Fire Star for the solid lawyer-ing*

As far as Hell/Diyu is concerned, Macaque performed a service and was paid upfront. They don't want the headache of trying to take him back if his mate (someone who's trashed Hell before) wants to keep him.

Wukong is still super-mad at Mac for a variety of reasons, don't get hom wrong. But he's atleast glad in the moment to have his mate back. And glad that LBD is gone for the forseeable future.

#century stone egg au #stone egg talk #pregnancy tw #shadowpeach #sun wukong #liu er mihou #six eared macaque #lmk pif #lmk princess iron fan #lmk pigsy #lmk lbd #lmk s3 spoilers #lmk #lego monkie kid

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ok i'm just gonna ramble ab unmortricken bc i have exactly ZERO COHERENT THOUGHTS AB IT

evil morty backstory - i rlly like that they just made him some random morty who rose above everything after getting sick of rick's abuse. it makes what he did feel even more earned and weighty. i think his motivation is a bit extreme still but i can't rlly blame him.

it's cool seeing infinity beyond the central finite curve. the jetsons inspired bit was v amusing bc i forgot about them lmao. but otherwise it seems absolutely wild west beyond the curve and i LIVE for that.

i also didnt imagine that we'd be seeing him again. i thought the way he left the show was perfect and if they brought him back it would just feel cheap but it DOESNT in this episode i love his appearance.

i rlly like seeing our morty be supportive of rick. he's literally trying everything to cheer him up and it's very important to me.

the prime decoys confuse me. like do they all share a consciousness? is prime just very very good at fucking with ppl that he's made all the decoys communicate w each other?

evil morty outsmarting rick is a great recurring theme in the episode. "filter for probability stasis" YEAH U TELL HIM LITTLE DUDE. we've never seen a morty like that EXCEPT for him and i think it's wonderful.

the exchange between rick and evil morty. "you're such a narcissist" / "literal glass house" / "you think you're better than me?" / "jesus i HOPE SO" SHITTING

i didnt initially like the decoy trap thing being full of loads of other ricks. it made me feel like our rick wasn't very important to this dude and rick just made an enemy of a guy who didn't know he existed. BUT i don't stand by that anymore. the rest of the episode made me change my mind very quickly with.

the omega device. holy fuck this is the worst reveal to come out of this episode. she wasn't just killed, she was ERASED by prime in every reality. like she is GONE gone. that's why we've never seen her, save in flashbacks and memories. she's gone.

and i'm pretty sure it's our rick's fault that he did that. we see his beth and his diane be killed by a bomb, not wiped from reality like slo mobius is later in the episode. so his family was killed BEFORE all the shit with the omega device. ik correlation ≠ causation, but it rlly explains why our rick in particular is so hungry for revenge. if he was the one that made prime kill diane everywhere then he had to be the one to make prime pay for it.

i like how the multiple monitors seems to be prime's signature move. it happens here and in the s6 premiere.

and oh fuck the parallels. "when i invent something it works, it's called being talented" in story train vs "when i make a weapon in works."

oh man the diane head weapon thing. it's interesting that it was programmed to mock rick sexually, but even on our rick who knows it's a trap, it still affects him seeing her face again. "god i missed that face." and then the blank stare when she asks for a kiss. pretty sweet and fucked up.

rick and evil morty having to work together to get their portals working. the contrast between our morty freaking out and evil morty blank staring.

the bit with the portal closing too soon. i know it happened earlier this season and i think it's so funny lmao.

I CANNOT STRESS TO YOU ENOUGH THAT I WAS SO MADE WHEN I WORKED OUT THAT INSTEAD OF YELLING WHILE GOING THROUGH THE CURVE THING IN THE MIDFLE OF THE EP HE WAS SCREAMING "PRIME" THOSE DIABOLICAL LITTLE BASTARDS AT ADULT SWIM.

prime calling rick the Wife Guy. hilarious. raises questions. makes me gnaw on my cell bars.

AND THEN the second incredible reveal of the episode: "Honestly, Wife Guy, I do miss when it was just us. The only two Ricks who actually invented portal travel." WHAT bestie prime bby girl u need to say that again. you guys were the ONLY ones who invented interdimensional travel, every rick's claim to fame. but no they just got the technology from prime who started a boys club of ricks who wanted to leave their lives behind that our rick refused.

but the reference to a time when they were closer, when it was only them - HELLO?? maybe i'm grasping at straws bc i want them to bang but holy shit.

the confirmation of the fan theory that rick based his AI voice on his wife. 10/10.

and then the fight scene. oh gods the fight scene. rick just screaming that he'll kill prime. prime regenerating constantly, looking unscathed as our rick becomes more and more dishevelled. it's too perfect i CANT. but otherwise they both seem pretty evenly matched w all the implants and stuff so without the regeneration i think rick would've had him. oh well.

rick like literally died during the fight.

the cool grandson/shitty grandpa exchange gives me breath. i LOVE how it's a morty that outsmarts prime. it's what he deserves.

prime still trying to be a smartass to evil morty, growing more and more panicked as it goes on bc he doesn't know what to do with the situation and control for once is not in his hands.

"what are u gonna 'aw geez' me to death?"

evil morty not even explaining his plan, just silently dragging in our rick and reviving him. saying "knock yourself out" with the intended double meaning. prime's almost scared expression as rick gets dragged in.

and then our rick has a choice. he can stop evil morty from keeping the weapon plans or he can kill prime. but that's a choice he made already. it's not even a decision. so his other enemy gets away.

the brutal brutal scene at the end when rick is just hitting prime. no tech, no implants, no gadgets. just fists. and rick beats him literally to a pulp as prime screams and laughs at him and taunts him further. it's meant to be sickening. it's meant to be personal. and it accomplishes that perfectly.

they don't even show prime's body in great detail. it's RIGHT in the background but we heard the sounds of the punches, we saw his nose break and his bloody teeth and haemorrhaging eyes and his brains coming out the side of it head and all we can make out is his fucked up swollen and broken face in the background as he sits still attached to the chair, a river of his blood pouring from the room.

but its not triumphant. they made rick's revenge hollow and bittersweet. its over but it destroyed rick in the process. who is he now that he isn't hunting prime? fucking no one.

then "look on down from the bridge" starts playing. we heard this in season 1 in rick potion #9 after morty had to bury a version of himself. he was struggling with the purpose of his life after switching universes. but he deals with it and overcomes it.

i think that scene is rick, for the first time in the entire show, struggling with his nihilistic philosophy. bc yes, he's shown to be an existentialist in the show (the difference being existentialists are "nothing matters but this matters to me" instead of "nothing matters so i don't have to do anything"). he had a drive. he had ppl he cared about. but now he's reached his goal he just feels empty and hollow. everything's meaningless and he's NOT okay with that. he never has been, but he has to grapple with that finally now he doesn't have a distraction. i don't think he can just bounce back and move past what happened.

ppl are saying this episode felt overstuffed and maybe it was but i'm very pleased with it and want to know where it's going.

i feel we still don't know the full story with prime. i'm predicting a flash back episode in the future explaining what the nature of their relationship was like before the bomb incident.

we also know that evil morty has this weapon that could destroy all ricks. so that is just a ticking bomb.

anyway i can't wait for angsty rick.

i actually watched unforgiven for this episode bc i'm a big fan of westerns anyway. the only real parallels i can see is they both have a group of three (two are already partners and the other one is the call to adventure) and an unsatisfying ending. bc that's the nature of westerns. they should NEVER end happily, and if u think so then ur wrong (/nsrs enjoy media how u want).

some things i haven't mentioned but enjoyed nonetheless

the schematics for the omega device is titled <SCHEMATICS BOOGER-AIDS-V2>

the arm/leg swap best in the fight

the comparison between the song at the end playing here and in season one shows with just visuals how the dynamic of beth and jerry's (and beth's) marriage has evolved since then.

everyone freaking out when indiana jones rick shoots and it ricochets off the wall and evil morty just stands expressionless until it hits his forcefield.

morty going to hug rick covered in blood, realising, hesitating, and then doing it later anyway to try and make rick feel better.

evil morty making a point to say that he doesn't want vengeful summers coming after him for omega devicing rick. not vengeful mortys, vengeful SUMMERS.

just evil morty in this whole episode was an absolute delight i need to see him more.

THE TEAR MARKS AFTER RICK EMERGES FROM BEATING PRIME TO DEATH

slo mobius' wife almost going down the same path our rick did only to find someone she loves and focus on that, saving her. makes me wonder if they're gonna try putting rick in a relationship.

this ended up being way longer than it should have. anyway. very pleased. this season is hitting all the marks for me overall.

also don't be too hard on me i didnt edit this 😭

#rick and morty #rick sanchez #rick n morty #r&m #rnm #rick c 137 #rick c137 #rick #rick and morty spoilers #unmortricken #rick and morty season 7 #rick and morty season 7 spoilers #rick prime #evil morty #prickcest #rick and morty meta

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Nga yawne lu oer

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x Metkayina!Reader Summary: After a scolding from Jake, Neteyam feels dejected but you, his mate, can't let that happen, so you comfort him. A/n: 'nga yawne lu oer' means 'i love you' in na'vi, I'm so sorry if this is bad, if you find any mistakes feel free to correct me. CW: Fluff, comfort, sad Neteyam, reader is mentioned as Ao'nung's sister.

It was midnight and you were sitting near the shore. Your legs in the water, the only light being the bioluminescent creatures. You were waiting for Neteyam to show up on the little date you both had planned. It wasn't much but you both had planned to spend time together. Your ears perked up as you heard footsteps behind you and you saw your mate coming towards you. You excitedly got up but your smile turned into a frown as you saw his expression. He looked utterly dejected and almost on the verge of crying. You see, he wasn't much of a crier and preferred to keep his emotions to himself so as not to burden you (his words). So seeing him like that made your heart ache.

"What happened my love?" you asked softly as you went to hug him. "Nothing, don't worry about it too much. How was your day?" Neteyam tries to avoid the question. "Absolutely not having any of that teyam, come on sit and tell me what is bothering you?" you lightly scold him and make him sit with you. You hold his hands and look into his eyes- a look he was well aware of and knew it meant that you were not going to let this go.

"It's just my dad, he was scolding me again for something stupid that Lo'ak did, and honestly I feel so trapped. I know I should've looked after him, but even I get tired at times and Lo'ak doesn't make things easier. It's like it's on purpose that he tries to get me scolded. I told him to maintain his distance from Ao'nung. yet still he had to go and start up shit again. My father- he- well he expects me to be perfect all the time and this is crushing me I feel so lost. I want to feel free and the only time I feel free is when I'm with you." he bursts.

You knew this would happen sooner or later as you had caught Jake scolding Neteyam a few times before. "Oh Neteyam, why hadn't you shared this with me before. It's ok love, I know how you feel and it isn't your fault. You are not to blame for anything, you can only do so much. But know that whatever you did, you did the best. And it was no one's but my brother's fault for spewing nonsense about your brother. I'll ask Ao'nung to apologize." spoke softly and held his face in both of your hands and continued speaking,"Remember my love I made a promise with you to stay with you. You yourself told me that if anything happened then I should tell you, so why are you making an exception for yourself? If anything stresses you out please tell me. I'm here for you and as long as we are together we will always be fine my neteyam."

Neteyam had never felt this happy before and he thanked the great mother for blessing him with you as his mate. In your arms he felt safe and that he had nothing to prove to anyone. In your arms he wasn't toruk makto's son, he was Neteyam and he was grateful to you for accepting him even with his flaws. He couldn't explain anything with words so he went with actions instead and pulled you closer to him, connecting your lips.

You both were kissing for what felt like eternity. You felt that Neteyam needed to breathe so you pulled away to see him breathing heavily yet you were breathing normally (perks of being a metkayina). As you both rested your foreheads together, Neteyam spoke,"Nga yawne lu oer." You felt warm and fuzzy and told the same words back to him.

Safe to say your date went nice as you were lying down in neteyam's arms with him whispering sweet nothings into your ears.

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SOMETHING NEW

warnings: shuri x plus size!y/n, angst, insecurities, Shuri's toxic, relationship issues, toxic relationshis, body image issues, attachment issues, riri x y/n, riri treats y/n so much better, comfort (just a lil) word count: a lil over 1k I think pairing: Riri x y/n A/N: this is 100% just me projecting but we not gon talk bout that. also I didn't proofread this so ignore the mistakes if you find any

You wake up in you and Shuri's place in Wakanda. You look over and Shuri's not there. You brush it off and get up to start your morning. It's not like this is the first time she's left without saying anything beforehand. You deserve an explanation at least but you knew you wouldn't be able to get one out of her when she reached without an argument taking place.

You go into your shared bathroom and start brushing your teeth when you hear the front door open and slam shut.

She doesn't call for you when she steps inside.

You come out the bathroom and go to the living room. "Morning." You say, staring at Shuri with your arms crossed.

Shuri notices your stance and huffs. She's annoyed. "Morning."

You stand there for another minute or two before deciding that since she wouldn't address her absence then you would. "So, we're not gonna talk about the fact that you just up and left, again, this morning?"

Shuri shrugs and sits down on the couch. "What sense does it make? You ask, I ignore you and the cycle repeats? No thanks."

"Why can't you communicate with me?"

"For Bast's sake, y/n." Shuri groans and rolls her eyes. "Here you go, again."

"Oh, I'm sorry for actually giving a fuck about where my girlfriend is? I'm sorry that I'm not like the other bitches you've been who are okay with you just up and disappearing early in the morning without even saying anything. It's not my fault that you have fucking communication issues and can't have a conversation with me without it turning into a fight."

Shuri stands up and looks at you. "See, that's the thing, y/n, you wouldn't know what it's like to be with somebody else since I'm the first person you've been with. You barely understand how relationships even work and I actually sympathize with that because who in their right fucking mind would wanna date you of all people," She keeps going, her voice getting harsher and meaner, "You are so fucking insecure about our relationship and your body and it's tiring having to reassure you every fucking day. You are so fucking boring, any girl who says that she's interested in you, beyond just fucking you, is full of shit. You're too fucking attached to me—you act like we're supposed to be joined at the hip just because we're dating. You act like I have to tell you everything and everywhere I go just because we're dating and honestly? I'm sick of it—I'm sick of you, I'm sick of having to explain myself to you because I don't. I don't have to say shit to you or do shit to you just because you think I do-"

"Fuck you, Shuri." You say, cutting her off and quickly wipe the tears that fell from your eyes. You don't listen to anything else she has to say, even when she's following you into your formally shared bedroom while you pack your things. This isn't the first time you've left but you were gonna make sure it was gonna be the last. You couldn't deal with her constant degrading and acting like the two of you weren't dating just because she's the princess of Wakanda.

"Awe, the big baby's gonna leave again? Her laugh was mocking. "You gon come back soon enough."

But you didn't.

Once your shit was packed you left for good. You didn't call Shuri again, you didn't try to reach out to her, you made sure to leave her and your relationship in the past. She got the hint after the first two weeks of your separation and eventually stopped calling.

It had been months now and in all honesty? You were glad you left Shuri when you did. You were happy that you didn't have to deal with her any more but the memories still hurt.

Riri treats you better. She doesn't make you feel bad about anything you do or anything you don't. She actually makes you feel loved, which you never thought you could actually feel again seeing as how your last relationship went.

"Mama?“ Riri says softly, shaking you out of your thoughts. She looks at you with worry in her eyes and wipes away the tears you didn't even feel falling.

You put your hand on hers and lean into her. You close your eyes and let her touch settle you. "I'm okay, ri." You open your eyes, smiling. "I'm good."

Riri kisses you on the forehead and leaves her lips there for an extra two seconds before sitting back down to look you in your eyes. "You wanna talk about it?"

Your breath freezes in your lungs. You shake your head, tears forming in your eyes. Your voice breaks as you speak, "No."

Riri brings you into a hug. She whispers comforting words in your ear to try and calm you down.

Your mind just keeps racing about the amount of crap you let Shuri put on you, the amount of hate, the amount of empty promises, and no communication. You let yourself go through that. You were never strong enough to deal with her—she always had countermeasures to whatever you said or did and it was exhausting. And you wonder why you let yourself go through that, why you didn't leave sooner. You blame yourself for her actions. You know you shouldn't but you do.

As if on cue, Riri whispers to you, "Nothing that happened to you in the past was your fault, y/n. She shouldn't have treated you like that."

"I should've left sooner." You mumble into her shirt.

Riri shakes her head. "No. No, you left when you felt you could. You did good, okay? You hear me, y/n? You did good. You stood up for yourself and you made sure to get that hell out of there. And you were strong enough to get into another relationship, mama. That takes a lot for some people."

You stay quiet and let Riri's voice wash over you. It's comforting and you fall asleep in her arms. You know you're safe. You know she's gonna take care of you the way Shuri never did.

#shuri udaku #shuri x y/n #Shuri's a little shit #shes mean #black wlw #lesbian #y/ns insecure #overly attached girlfriend #angst #shuri angst #riri treats y/n better #like way better #riri wiliams x reader #riri williams #fluff #black panther #black panther wakanda forever #letitiaslabyrinth

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the manipulation here and floundering deniability is honestly fascinating. Someone comes to you and essentially says hey, bringing this to your attention again because this is out of hand and you choose to respond with self victimizing and then turning around to blame the person primarily harmed in all this? Talented honestly (screenshots from a friend who sent her my post with some of the harassing anons)

nobody said im the only person on earth to lose anyone close to me. what was said is that it's fucked to have meat riders descending on someone believing it's totally fair game to throw their dead relatives in their face, and over tumblr discourse for their fave of all things. When did I ever do that to any of you, please point me to the posts. When did I bully you please direct my attention there

Or do you mean people rightfully calling you all childish, embarrassing, horrible people in my asks and in replies for silently standing by while you get named dropped in the same breath as someone saying shit like "your parents deaths are your fault"? There's no deniability when your names are literally in almost every single one of those asks. This is the culture you all fostered around yourselves and encouraged by throwing your hands up and going "not my fucking problem!" despite being made aware at multiple points

And this bs about "handling things subtly" we both know that's polite speech for "shut the fuck up about it". Telling one of the victims of your shitty group to be quiet and suffer in silence is wild to me. You don't get to tell me that and you don't get to tell anyone who's been hurt by you and your little petty self absorbed group to be quiet. Idc a victim of harassment and bullying is allowed to scream it from rooftops all they want especially if all they're asking for is a little accountability, which is what I said I wanted. I'm not asking for anyone to suck my toes and kiss my ring. But A+ effort for trying to make me sound unreasonable and insane, really cool thing to do to someone who's already emotionally wounded up by the shit you've all put me through

"Bullying people offline" yes I was told Ruby has barely been active on here and she told me herself she closed her inbox and hasn't been around, but tbh that's the consequence of her own actions by choosing to ignore our previous situation for over a month and letting shit fester, its not on me when I tried talking to her that very same night I called her out but she wasn't interested in talking. Repairing her reputation isn't my job when I did my part and publicly said we'd spoken and that I appreciated her gesture and unlike you guys, I stated explicitly that I expected there to be no more harassment or discourse towards either of us. And like I told you, Mia, it's not my job in this situation to coddle any of you when you have not dealt with 1/100th of what I have. I don't have a fan server of 700+ people with multiple satellite group chats, which is where these dick riders came from I'm sure. Get a grip

here's more screenshots for full transparency

Proof you knew about it way back in the beginning of March and I know you told Ruby about it because you played middle man between us initially so again, nobody was clueless. And proof you knew there were more people who felt like the way you all set up your space meant even if they didn't hold any hate for me they felt like they'd be punished in some way if they were openly friendly with me. That's a culture of toxicity babe. That's on you all, I didn't create that shit when that group isn't even mine and I've never been involved.

and once again the large blog with several thousand followers saying they don't bear any responsibility for what people do or say in their name when being told about the extreme harassment. Cool. That did piss me off during the conversation and has pissed me off since because it's really really easy to make a post explaining why doing that on someone's behalf isn't okay especially when again, we all know with one word from you the rabid people in my inbox would back off

sorry to burst your bubble but yeah you do. when your group is the reason several people feel genuine fear and anxiety being in this fandom due to fear of the type of extreme harassment I've faced yeah it's your responsibility to say something. When toxicity this insane is stemming from your group yeah it is your responsibility to say something

also there's this

I know you all were likely shown the same screenshot from the other side so you all also know I said apologies should be given to multiple people because this situation isn't just about me, it just came to a head with me. And I said this because I know about the resentment and anxiety a lot of people hold for going through similar situations as me, and for being treated like shit by you guys and made to feel like they couldn't talk about it as openly as I do.

Yet you all chose not to take that suggestion seriously. And it's because you don't care you just don't fucking care unless something is directly about one of you. Which is absolutely ridiculous and I'm sure why you went off in those first screenshots victimizing yourselves so hard and trying to center the conversation around you. But just like the previous situation, none of this would have happened to me and others if you all had been saying from the jump, publicly, that harassment isn't okay. But you didn't, you chose to silently condone it and signal that its permissible to you all

So I really don't care. Until you've been crying your eyes out because someone tried using your trauma as a gotcha and trivialized your loss you don't get to make yourself out to be a victim. It's been me holding my own against this for two months, I tried taking the high road and silently bearing it but that was my last straw. I really do not care anymore I'm tired of being the bigger person and only getting gut punched constantly for my effort. You're not gonna die if you take some responsibility for what's been going on.

#tw long post #okay okay im done #I promise i am this time #i just wasn't going to do what she wanted and shut up not when the narrative is being twisted in front of my eyes #so heres everything all the screenshots #backing up what I said taht EVERYBODY was aware of me facing this issue #onlyfangs #fangswbenefits #cursedhaglette

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Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N Series CH 33

Tagging: @ophelialaufey @madamemaximoff06 @forever-not-gonna-sink@ajmiila02@liquidsmoothdomme@shady-the-simp @auggiethecreator @tempt-ress @blacksoul-27 @shroomje

Y/n called the shop six times without anyone answering the phone. That was unusal so she decided to break the rules and go down there to check on Oystein. As she entered the shop, Faust was coming out and handed her the keys.

"He's downstairs..." He left without saying anything else so she walked in and locked the door behind herself just to prevent any unwelcome visitors. The place was a wreck. There were boxes everywhere and trash all over the floor. She walked over it and down the steps to find Oystein sitting with his head in his hands.

When he looked up, he looked defeated.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Oystein asked confused at her presence. She walked over and sat across from him.

"No one was picking the phone up. I was worried about you." She gave his knee a squeeze and he nodded.

"Sorry, it's been...hectic." He let out a sigh. Y/n frowned at him.

"What's going on baby?" Y/n asked concerned. He held up a piece of paper and she took it.

"We got shut down. We have until Friday morning to clear out of the space." He pinched the bridge of his nose as she read through the eviction notice. They were citing violence in the neighborhood and Helvete was no more.

"We can find another space with better foot traffic, away from residentials." Y/n shook her head trying to assure him this wasn't the end of the world.

"Varg sent a letter retracting his recordings for the new album which means we have nothing tracked and are back to square one." He tossed another piece of paper on the table with disgust.

"He's not the only guy around who can play-" Before Y/n can even finish her thought, Oystein interrupts.

"He's also telling everyone that he wants to kill me so there's that. You honestly shouldn't even be here on the chance he actually decides to do a two for one hit." Oystein gritted his teeth pushing up from his seat and looking what was left of the Black Circle.

"I should just let him." He growled out before tearing things off the wall, kicking over old burnt out candles and tear posters and flags down. Y/n stepped out of his way and let him get his aggression out before he cut his hand on one of those stupid swords they had propped in a corner. He cursed aloud and shook his bloody hand out before Y/n reached out to take his hand and see how bad it was.

"It's fine." He brushed her off but she persisted.

"It's not fine, let me see-"

"IT'S ABOUT AS FUCKED AS THE REST OF MY LIFE OKAY?! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? PUT A FUCKING BANDAID ON IT?! MAKE IT ALL BETTER?!" Oystein shouted at Y/n and she steeled herself. She let him finish his tantrum before nodded her head.

"I came here because I was worried about you, not to eat shit." Y/n reminded but he shook his head.

"Yeah well you know where the door is." He gestured and she didn't hesitate to walk towards it. Oystein lasted about 2.5 seconds before he chased after her.

"Wait wait wait, I'm sorry. I'm sorry okay. I didn't mean to take it out on you. None of this...none of it is your fault." He wrapped his arms around her and she turned around in his arms to look at him.

"Don't go." Oystein's tone had changed drastically. Y/n took his cut hand and sat him back down in the black circle so she could get a first aid kit. She made him keep one in his office after Faust accidentally stabbed himself in the leg while opening boxes. She sat down opposite him and started cleaning the wound.

"I know this shit is awful. I know you work really hard at putting a record together and trying to keep this place from being tanked by the neighbors complaints but sometimes everything goes up in flames and you have to start over." Y/n explained watching him wince.

"What if I start again and Varg decides to turn us all in for the church fires? What's the point of even trying to see a bright side of this?" Oystein asked through gritted teeth.

"Then we fight like hell to get you out of that mess. We can't just sit around and wait for Varg to strike again. Fuck him. Let him start his own fucking label. He's a fanboy who thinks he's got the blueprint but we both know what kind of bitch baby he is. He'll never be half of the man you are, let alone half the talent." Y/n wasn't looking at Oystein so when she did meet his gaze, he was staring at her with a smile.

"What?" She asked confused.

"If I wasn't a musician, if I didn't have any of this...you would still be here." Oystein said and Y/n laughed.

"Was that a question?" She asked and he nodded his head leaning towards her.

"No...I just...If I decided to give all this up, cut my hair off and go into finance or some shit, you would still love me...it's just, wild." Y/n put her arms around his neck and leaned her forehead against his.

"Of course I would still love you. I loved you before you started dying your hair and terrorizing your neighbors. I would be sad to see you give up your passion though. I know how much the music means to you." She took his bandaged hand in her hands and he shakes his head.

"As long as I have you, I think I'd be okay." He admits.

"How about instead of giving up everything, we start creating new dreams. The album being the number one priority. We do a huge search to replace Christian and once the album is done, we look into new real estate for Helvete to start over? You've got to focus on what you love Oystein." Oystein kissed her softly and she groaned against his lips.

"I love you so fucking much. Thank you for believing in me." She smiled back at him.

"I'll box things upstairs but I'm not cleaning up this disgusting wannabe Nazi circle jerk bomb shelter." She patted his knee and he chuckled.

"Sounds good." The two of them boxed up what was left of the record shop into a box truck, loaded leftovers in both of their cars and took one last look at it.

"We're gonna find it a new home. Hell is wherever you want it to be." Y/n teased with her arm around Oystein's waist. He smirked and shook his head. Letting go of Helvete was hard but having Y/n made it a lot more bearable knowing that whatever was to happen in the future, she would be right there with him.

#r!euronymous #R!Euronymous x Y/N #FIlms: Lords of Chaos #Alkaline #Alkaline Series #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #I can't believe there's one last update.#AHHHHH

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devils-wonderland · 2 years

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Can I request a Floyd x male!reader where the MC is dating Floyd but Ace, Deuce, Grimm, and Jack are still wary of him/concerned for the reader, but they find out that Floyd is actually super sweet and affectionate to the reader

With lots of fluff bc I heart Floyd Leech Twisted Wonderland 🦈🦐

"Leech In The Room"

⛓Summary: The first years are worried that Floyd has taken you hostage as his boyfriend, boy were they wrong...

⛓CW: Male!Reader, fluff, Floyd.

⛓Characters: Floyd Leech x reader, Ace, Jack, Deuce, Grim.

⛓Notes: Thank you for requesting, anon! I hope you enjoy!

You knew something was up when you woke up, your first year friends hovering over your bed, ropes in hands. "What the hell are you guys doing?" Trying to wake yourself up, Ace drew out a long sigh.

"I told you your breathing was too loud, Deuce! Now you woke up y/n! How will we get him tied now?!"

"Hey, it's not my fault, Jack made the floor creak!"

"I can't help that."

"All of ya shaddup for a second! My minion is clearly in a rough patch, and I can't stand to see my underling be used by one of those fish-mafia freaks!" Grim began to latch onto your knee, sobbing to himself. "You're always late now to make my dinner!"

"Shut up, Grim!"

Pushing their heads away from you, you truly couldn't believe the shit you were witnessing. "What's this all about?" Watching the first years scramble on their words even made you more annoyed.

"Be honest, y/n! Azul put you in a weird kind of contract, and now you have to date Floyd! Floyd of all students, that's insane-" Ace stopped himself after Deuce slapped his arm.

"We're worried for you, y/n..." Jack could only nod, ready to beat up that shady punk. Before you could say something to counter, a loud slam came from your first floor.

"Shrimpyyyy~! I missed you so much!" Laughter filled the hallway, footsteps hurrying over to your bedroom. It's too early for this...

You couldn't even stand up, now that your leech of a boyfriend canonballed on top of you. "Floyd, stop biting my shoulder!"

"It's only a nibble~!"

The first years gasped, Ace throwing his shoe, Deuce shouting your name, Jack grabbing a broom, and Grim throwing a lamp right at your head, meaning to aim at Floyd, muttering a "Sorry human".

Floyd took it as an invitation to some type of pillow fight, thankfully, or else they all would've gotten a hell of a squeezing. Now everyone in the room was just chucking your things at each other, and you swear if Grim accidentally aims at your head one more time-

"Alright, alright.." You tried to compose yourself, but no one seemed to listen, time to end things here, and now. "Everyone please SHUT THE FUCK UP," everyone seemed to settle down on command, even Floyd. "Now then," you weren't getting paid enough for this. "Floyd did not force me into a relationship, kind of..."

"Kind of?!"

"Hey Shrimpy, don't make me sound bad in front of your guppy friends!" Floyd pouted, rubbing his smooth cheek against your arm.

"To explain further, Floyd declared that we're now dating, and now I take him on walks, eat with him, and pet him," fingers patting the leech's already messed up hair, you flick his head for trying to bite you again.

Ace broke the silence once again, scratching his head. "So basically...you treat him like a pet...?"

Floyd was about to say something, but you interrupted by agreeing with that statement. "Don't make me squeeze ya, y/n!"

"I'm buying you a muzzle," Your friends were shocked, they didn't know what to say, honestly. You now owned Floyd? "If anything, I'm doing Azul the favor here by taking you in, I should honestly get a discount at the Lounge."

"I'm starting to think we should be worried for Floyd rather than y/n..." Deuce muttered, Jack silently agreed, watching as Floyd tried to kiss you, only for you to push his head away.

In the end, the first years collectively decided that Floyd was in fact the one in trouble here, and should've known better that you could handle yourself perfectly...too perfectly. Though, Grim still didn't get his meals on time, sometimes Floyd even ate Grim's tuna, just to set him off.

"You promised me an ice cream date, Shrimpy~ can we go now, I'm gettin' so bored here," Floyd began to nuzzle his face under your arm, already dragging you out of bed.

"Hey, y/n actually promised us that we'd watch a movie-" Ace was immediately silenced by Floyd's glare. Yeah, that movie could wait a while.

#floyd leech x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #floyd leech x yuu #floyd leech x you #male reader

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deceasedream69 · 2 years

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Drunk

Summary: after Luther's wedding Five is wasted af. you bumped into him in the elevator but after that you don't remember too much.

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- "who is dad talking to?", Said five trying to see the person in front of Reggie. But he was too drunk to even find the balance to be standing.

He quickly lost balance.

I was searching for five all over the building, but no luck so far.

The elevator door opened at the last floor, and there he was, Five all drunk, with his cute... I mean, ugly, messy hair.

But before I could talk to him, or even leave the elevator he starts to walk backwards quickly, falling on me, making me hit my head on the elevator wall.

I don't remember anything after that.

Five's pov

I woke up to the floor moving. My head hurted and everything sounded so loud.

At least the bed wasn't so hard. I sat up, rubbing my forehead, it hurted like a bitch. Worth it after everything I've been through.

I turned around me and see that I'm not in my room.

- "I was seriously out of my mind", I whispered before turning completely around. Y/n laying there, unconscious.

- "shit. Y/n...?" I put my hand on her cheek, her face was so... Soft. Not in any special way, it's probably because of the young bodies we're in. That'll also explain the feeling in my stomach everytime she's near me, or she smiles... I need to focus.

- "hey...", I tapped her cheek. Her eyes slowly opening, her hand moving quickly to the back of her head, a few tears forming in her eyes.

- "hey, are you okay? What happened last night?!", I asked worried after seeing her in pain.

- "I...", She started but winced in pain.

- "shhh, it's ok, you'll explain me later, let's go", I teleported us into my room.

- "hey, Five, what the hell happened to you last night?", Asked Diego putting some blades in his blades thingy (lol).

- "shhh", I said worried about any noise that could disturbed y/n. "Something happened last night, she needs help", I whispered.

- "what the hell did you do this time?", Said Luther a little loud

- "what part of "shhh" do you not understand? I don't want to upset her even further", I whispered-shouted.

- "I'm fine, five", she said sitting up, her hand still on the back of her head. "You don't remember anything from yesterday?"

- "just a few moments, but not the elevator part".

She laid back down, pointing me to lay next to her.

- "I was looking for you, I went through the whole building, but I couldn't find you"

She started to play with my fingers that were next to her free hand. The feeling in my stomach grew more and more.

- "Until I reached the last floor and I found you. With your messy hair", she said running her hand through my still messy hair. "And your outfit ruined", she said looking back at the bed on top. "And I wanted to talk to you... But you were so drunk you lost you're balance. And before I could even leave the elevator you fell on top of me... I don't remember anything after that..."

Y/n's pov

- "holy shit. I'm so sorry. So is my fault that your head hurts", he said teleporting outside of the room.

- "where the hell did he go?", Said Klaus from his bed. I waved at him from below.

Five retuned with a bag of ice and gently put it on the back of your head.

- "mmm, that feels nice...", I said taking the bag in my hand.

- "hey", he said moving my hand, let me hold it for you, I owe it to you.

- "i was thinking of asking for something much better in exchange, honestly"

- "what did you have in mind?", His face on top of mine, really close.

- "that you fall on top of me again, just not so hard", I said pulling him from his shirt.

- "oh, trust me, I fell hard", he said kissing me again.

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lutawolf · 9 months

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Stay By My Side Ep 6 soft D/s elements

This episode, Jiang Chi and Bu Xia hits some bumps. It's classic bumps, but it's unique to them, which is what makes it interesting.

So we start the episode with Bu Xia accusing Jiang Chi of causing their relationship to be misinterpreted. Right off, I heard people checking out with this scene. It didn't make sense to them, but I've been like this. My first kiss was actually a girl, initiated by me, and then I completely flipped my shit on myself. Sometimes there is just a war inside you that you have to fight. For me, it was society and for my daughter it was her own "normy expectations."

Jiang Chi is understandably confused. However, if you pay attention, this is where I really see Dom in him. He isn't in it for just the rewards, he is trying very hard to meet the needs of his skittish sub baby. Now, I will say that the D/s element are very soft, but they are still there. I often hear comments about D/s and age. Lifestyle is different from scene and many cultures, especially Asian, have a natural inclination towards a D/s aspect. I actually explain why this is, but I can't link it because assholes keep reporting my posts. *I can literally hear my daughter going, "Mom, your ADHD is showing, back on topic."* Sorry!

The interview cracked me up. Jiang Chi says yes, and Bu Xia says no. Guess who won? Bu Xia, looks at him but backs down. The way Jiang Chi looks at Bu Xia when he is talking is so cute. At this point, Jiang Chi just thinks that Bu Xia doesn't want everyone to know yet, and he is okay with that. He doesn't let Bu Xia say they aren't dating, but he doesn't confirm that they are either. Compromise.

Notice the clear and precise. "There is no misunderstanding. I meant what I said."

gif credit to ueasking

Bu Xia's dreams are telling him what he wants, but he isn't ready to deal with it yet. Him falling off the side of the bed is my favorite thing because, I think, we've all done it. 🤣🤣🤣

The more I watch, the more I think that Jiang Chi is playing the long game. He is too aware of Bu Xia's confusion and is too understanding of it, and yet at times he reels him in.

Jiang Chi has learned the best way to handle Bu Xia is with the reward system. "Help me with dishes/wait for me, and I'll bring you late night snacks."

Bu Xia is cute, but he clearly isn't ready for self reflection or owning his own responsibility. Notice how everything is all Jiang Chi's fault. Not that I don't do the exact same thing with my husband, but that's besides the point. I'm just stating the facts about Bu Xia. 😈

I honestly adore the basket ball team. Their teasing is light-hearted and meant to showcase an acceptance. Because everyone but Bu Xia can see it. He is a coconut.

This next scene is very D/s. The brat talks back to the team captain when told that he has to wash Jiang Chi's stuff. Captain immediately grabs Jiang Chi and puts him in front to handle the brat. Notice the firmness of Jiang Chi when addressing this. He isn't yelling, he isn't even being rude, but rather using a tone and logic to indicate this is a line. Bu Xia didn't even think of doing anything but accepting. And there is a that reward system again. Jiang Chi rubs Bu Xia's head, essentially saying, "Good Boy."

The hilarity of the water bottle scene after basket ball practice. Again, I love the basket ball team. The uniform washing scene that turned into let's see how wet we can get each other was impossibly cute. I don't want to hear the phrase "boys will be boys" unless we are talking about a scene like this. That's the kind of boys will be boys behavior that I can get behind.

The whole next scene is my everything. First, the explanation of the uniforms. Then the kiss. The wash clothe coming down to cover Bu Xia's eyes. The initial gentle kisses from Jiang Chi, to more once Bu Xia shows acceptance. Sighhhhh, it was so cute.

Now we are at the point where Bu Xia has got to be getting whip lash from his own brain. You can see his amusement and happiness at all the pictures "deadlock" (by the way, it took me forever to get the joke behind that. That it's their names. I'm so stupid.) Bu Xia is clearly pleased at Jiang Chi taking a secret picture of him. Then he sees the comments and it flips his switch. Now he is back to questioning himself.

And it's all downhill from there. His basket ball teammates are trying to gently push him in a direction. They push too much, though. Leading to a huge misunderstanding for Jiang Chi. Who in his feels pushed too hard. Causing us to end in angst. We have 10 episodes in total and this was only number 6!

Hope you guys enjoyed this! As always, thank you for taking the time to read. 💜💜💜

#stay by my side #stay by my side the series #luta talks stay by my side #luta talks kink

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whore-mel · 4 months

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You slowly wake up. Your head is aching and your throat is sore. You look around. Where the fuck were you..? you're in some kind of basement..

"...w-what.." You mumble confused, you don't remember how you got here....

"Well, good morning, sunshine" A voice suddenly says, cutting off your train of thought. You flinch slightly.

"Who's there!?" You ask panicked.

"Behind you, dumbass."The voice says annoyed. You try to turn around, but then you realize that you're tied to a chair. You're even more confused now.

"I'm..tied to a chair.." you mumble.."Who..Who are you!? Did you kidnap me!?" You say angrily, you're slightly scared. The voice sighs and mocks you.

"'diD yUo kiDnaP m-'. NO, If I was the one who kidnapped you, I wouldn't be tied up too, sweetheart." He says annoyed. He sighs again and slouches slightly, you can feel the back of his head hitting yours.

"And do you seriously not remember me? Maybe it's because I don't have my mask and voice modulator on.." He mumbled. You try to think of who it could be. You don't know, honestly. And your brain ain't helping, you don't remember shit from yesterday.

"Uh..no..who are you?" You ask awkwardly, he sighs in annoyance again.

"Uh..I can't really say.." He responds..you deadpan, that didn't help much did it..?

"...ok?? Well, do you know how we got here..?" You ask, trying to get something..an answer out of him.

"Yeah! And it was your fuckin fault!" He snapped. You frowned slightly, you didn't even know this man and he's accusing you of getting you both stuck here.

"What!? How is it my fault, asshole!?" You asked, annoyed.

"Well, I was trying to kill you. BUT you-" He starts speaking, but you cut him off.

"WHAT!? What do you mean trying to kill me!?" You gasped, you scowl and try to think about it. Then you remember the first half of last night, getting a call at 2 am.

"HEY! you're that asshole with the knife! Uh.. ghostface! Fuck you!" You yelled at him. He chuckles and sighs again.

"NO, fuck you for getting us here. I was happily chasing you. BUT THEN you decided to act all brave and run out the house into the forest. And you thought it was a great fucking idea to SCREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FOREST late at night, which was really fucking dumb"

He argued back, which did shut you up for a moment. He rolls his eyes, and you stare at the wall Infront of you. Then you smack his head with the back of your head, since y'all are tied back to back.

"OW, The fuck was that for!?" He frowned, and you sighed.

"That didn't explain how I was the one who caused this." You replied with a smirk, kinda happy that you hit him. He mumbles something under his breath.

"Your screaming caused them to notice us and capture us, sweet cheeks" He rolled his eyes. You're now even more confused, and annoyed.

"Who's them..?" You softly asked. He groans and smacks your head with his. You frown.

"You're dumb. But think of the worst person you could imagine." He nods with a smirk. You gasp in shock and horror.

"We were kidnapped by cannibals!?" You screeched (like a pterodactyl, caw caw)

"OW, my fuckin ears, sweet cheeks. Lower that tone. But no. It's worse." He slowly nods again. You gasp once more.

"Is..is it..Satan!? We were kidnapped by the devil!?" You gasped. He sighs, annoyed.

"If I kidnapped us, why would I be tied up, love? Think logically" He shakes his head in annoyance. You deadpan and roll your eyes.

"You're not-"

"YES I AM! IM THE DEVIL!" He yells at you. You didn't even finish the goddamn sentence. You grimaced and sighed.

"Tell me who kidnapped us!" You argued, getting fed up with his childish behavior.

"Fine..we were kidnapped by.."

#ghostface #wip #should i continue?#read his lines sassily #pls #reader insert #eh #fanfic #ghostface x reader #tw kidnapping #pet names #sarcasm

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kyber-crystal · 2 years

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okayy but headcanons for reader being part of the top 1% and not knowing how to drive a car?? the crew lovingly teasing them and then a cute date with hangman trying to teach them. pls pls ur headcanons r cute and he’s a sweetie i just know it

SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET TO THIS BUT YES. also i'm so so sorry if this isn't what you imagined, my writing has just gone downhill lately lol

hangman loves how you're a woman of many talents. you can fly planes. you're almost unbeatable at darts. slick with pool. can rival him in dogfight football. and you're one of the only people he goes soft for

(lies, he loves everyone. but you in particular? there's almost nothing he won't do for you)

you're set to head out to the beach again and taking one big car

you're asked to drive but then you get into the front seat and just sit there, frozen in place

and that's when the crew puts two and two together and realizes you can't drive

so the next few minutes are spent teasing you (lovingly, of course)

"how are you in the top 1% but don't know how to drive a car?" hangman had asked

you explained how you took your test before leaving for top gun, but failed

and since you didn't have much time to practice you never re-tried it

but it was also because you were highkey scared to

(also you had very faint memories of maverick trying to teach you back @ home. very traumatic. he was gripping the overhead handle for life even though you weren't even on the freeway yet...)

hangman ends up driving, right. and you know when guys do That thing when they drive/reverse? yeah, he does that

and. you're speechless as you watch because you have the greatest view of his arms and side profile from where you're sitting

(like what the fuck nobody ever told you that lieutenant jake seresin had some really, really nice arms.)

phoenix kicks you in the ankle and gives you a look that tells you she sees the look on your face. and your brightened cheeks

it's hilarious

you cannot stop yourself from staring when you get to the beach. he can drive well, he flies well, and he's ripped? a far better 3 in 1 combo than the shampoo you're sure he uses imo

everyone gets into this huge water fight after the game

(and no, it was not rooster's fault for instigating the conflict)

hangman jogs toward you and is all like "hey sweetheart, give me a hug)

and you fall for it

and so you get soaked from head to toe because he's drenched with seawater

but later as you're walking out he notices you're shivering pretty badly

and he feels so bad

so he takes off the brand new shirt he'd changed into and gives it to you

and the mf walks shirtless all the way back to the car it's fucking hilarious

and he's like "let me make it up to you. i'll teach you how to drive. no more traumatic memories from mav, and you get to spend time with your favorite person :)"

the next day he comes knocking at your door...when it's still dark out

you're pissed off and ready to beat the shit out of whoever it was but then you realized it was hangman and you're like. oh. never mind

you want to question why the fuck this man is trying to take you driving at 4 in the morning. but you don't, because he has yours and his best interests in mind. usually.

the sky goes from black to grey as you hit the road and you're shaking

but this time it's most likely because his hand is on your thigh (to steady you, of course. but we all know this lil shit is using it as an excuse to get closer to you. this whole lesson was his excuse to get closer to you, honestly)

hangman is very gentle and surprisingly so good at explaining things. so within minutes you're calm again and driving smoothly

he gives you directions on where to go (keeping his hand on your thigh the whole time ofc lmao)

there was one time where you were pulling up to a traffic light and supposed to slowly hit the brakes. but instead you pressed the accelerator and went shooting forward

if this surprises hangman, he doesn't show it

"sweetheart, i don't know how you mix the two up. let's pray we don't have to pay a fine or something"

and you end up at this nice area with a stunning view of the ocean

he puts out his jacket for you two to sit on and watch the sunrise

"worth the drive, wasn't it" he whispered into your ear and you're like hell the fuck yeah it was

though it was terrifying going on the freeway. even if that was only for a little bit

you drive slower on the way back and you end up being late to one of maverick's training maneuvers

but it's worth it

oh also. you go to the local dmv maybe a month later. hangman lets you borrow his car. you pass with flying colors)

(he had bribed you with a date at your favorite italian restaurant so that was part of your motivation)

(most of it was because of the fact that you could spend more time with him. you'd take any and every chance you got)

when you do pass, hangman has the crew throw you a giant party and it's so funny

but it makes you happy because it shows how much they all cared

:))

you don't get ticketed for that traffic light incident btw. somehow you got lucky that day

tags, including people who might be interested (under the cut):

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