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hazshit-hotel-hater · 2 months

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*jingles keys infront of your face*

Hi guys

Having a strange night again but I suddenly remembered Frank Sinatra exists and my brain went nuts for a second and I remembered one very specific song that reminds me of Angel Dust and also this brings me to my topic of how to write what Episode 4 was trying to do without being shit.

Song for your listening pleasure~

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Alright *cracks knuckles* let me tell you how my brain is working.

Poison is meant to sound like a generic romance pop song about a bad relationship on the surface but the audience is supposed to know it’s about something much worse. Now lets flip that around real quick.

“My Way Of Life” is a romance song.

At least I think it is? I’m under the aromantic umbrella and I don’t pick up on this stuff good.

BUT try listening to the song while imagining the wording to be more hostile and literal.

A few standout ones are these in my opinion

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Gotta have you near all the time, with your dreams wrapped up in mine.

Gotta be a part of your soul and your heart all the time.

You are my way of life.

The only way I know.

I’ll never let you go.

Because “I love you so.”

You are my way of life.

The only way I know.

Make me your way of life.

Don’t ever go.

Nothing in the world that I do means a thing without you.

Im just half alive, in my struggle to survive without you.

Never let you out of my sight.

Be it day.

Be it night.

You belong to me.

That’s the way it has to be; wrong or right.

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Colour coding this by which characters I feel represents these best by the way. Angel-ish ones are pink and Valentino ones are red.

When you look at them in a tone like that with certain lines being possessive, and fake (ie. “I love you so”) and the others being despairing, self-loathing, you can hopefully see how I mistook this for a much more unhappy song when I first heard it.

If you look at a song like this thats so dramatic and intense and full of emotion, it’s going to be better than some generic pop song like 99% of the time. The music also make sense for the time period Angel died since Sinatra was popular in the 1940-1950’s which I personally think adds more.

How I imagine some kind of music video for this would play out, I’ll probably end up storyboarding it sometime, but bear with me till I do. would be a lot of Angel doing day to day things and tapping more into what ADDICT did with flashbacks and hallucinations and so on without shoving rape in our faces. I touched on this in my original Episode 4 rant so I’m going to vaguely recap on that. There are times where very simple things can trigger unpleasant memories, I think everyone knows that. But for some reason, Vivzie seems to think the only way to show SA actually happened is to deliberately show us since every other character thats been sexually assaulted or sexually abused has it played off as a joke. Yes I am fucking talking about Sir Pentious.

Angel having a flashback or hallucination doesn’t have to be of it happening. It can be something as simple as sitting next to Valentino. Someone pronouncing something the same way Valentino would. A specific piece of trash on the floor like a cup showing up somewhere else. Reminders can be tiny have a massive impact. Sometimes reminders for shit I’ve experienced is something as small as a hat, water, or a nickname. Even a day of the month can be nerve wracking.

Im about to start listing a bunch of ideas and stuff so this may end up being the entire song, brace yourself for reading all this.

0:00-0:32

I feel like this would start with Angel in his room staring at a wall, probably drinking after work.

“Gotta have you near all the time with your dreams wrapped in mine.”

Is less of a willing “gotta” and more of a “I can’t do anything else.” with the talk of dreams alluding more to the fact that Angel’s original wants from the contract are long gone and noting that Valentino is controlling his career, future, needs, wants, “privileges”.

“Gotta be a part of your soul and of your heart all the time.”

Is once again about the contract of Angel’s soul.

0:33-0:51

“Nothing in the world that I do means a thing without you.”

In the original song I assume this is meant to be like “Life is so dull without you” but for the way I hear this song, it sounds a lot more like “Nothing that I do holds any meaning without your name attached to it.” in a kind of corporate way. I imagine this part with Angel walking down the street and seeing posters of himself but all of them have credits to Valentino somewhere on them. Angel likes his job but obviously the job that he previously enjoyed has turned into a dangerous and traumatic one. Posters like this can both be seen as a reminder that Angel is no longer in control of his own life and as some kind of intrusive thought like “I’m only famous because of you. I gave up everything for this.” AKA Valentino manipulating his way of thinking about his situation.

“I’m just half alive in my struggle to survive without you.”

Once again calling back to Angel’s contract. This part to me is more of what I stated in another rant I did a while ago. Honestly if I ever did this it’d likely take place after or during season 2 under the assumption Valentino dies. This is more of what I said in the linked post, but it’s a lot of Angel processing everything that’s happened to him. Everything suddenly hitting him all at once. “Struggle to survive without you” doesn’t mean that Angel is struggling because Valentino is gone, health struggling because he was there in the first place. Angel is dealing with and processing severe trauma and judging by ADDICT, dealing with vivid flashbacks and hallucinations as well.

0:52-1:15

A lot of this section reminds me of how I processed my emotions when I first realised that I had control over my own life again and I feel like Angel would feel very similarly to how I did.

“You are my way of life. The only way I know.”

After so many years of sticking to this strict regime, enduring so much pain and stress, it’s so hard to just suddenly snap out of it. That was your reality for years and it’s over, but everything that happened is still clinging to you so harshly it feels like its still happening, but when you prepare for a previous habit you picked up from that time and it doesn’t happen it can be so jarring it’s terrifying that you’re still so used to it. My best example in this setting is going to hang up a call and saying “Hey I have to go do something” and you expect to have to lie about why you’re leaving or prepare for the other person to get mad and then they just. Don’t. And you can hang up normally. I know some people wont get this but that kinda stuff is such a specific feeling of realisation.

“You are my way of life. I’ll never let you go.”

Can be taken as either Angel talking to himself; saying he’ll never let the memories and trauma from Valentino go because it’s so engrained into his mind, or, as Angel remembering Valentino explicitly stating he will never let him go. Even if Valentino is dead by this time, it could still be done with a flashback or auditory hallucination like Angel had in Episode 2.

I don’t think I’ll be diving into this entire song, but it really hit something in my brain. I had to quickly sketch a possible frame for a video if I did ever make one:

It’s a bit basic, but hopefully you see what I’m going for. This was for the 0:52-1:15 section mostly, but I can see it being used in various other places.

I hope this was at least a little bit interesting for you all and if not at least maybe I could introduce you to a really good Frank Sinatra song! Usually my really long posts like this don’t get much traction, but I hope this one at least sees a glimpse of daylight because it really is an interesting idea to me. If you have any thoughts, questions, or ideas for this please tell me I love when you guys ask me stuff. I am hopefully going to knock out now because it’s 2:44 AM at the time of writing this, so whenever I post this, please enjoy.

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leo-interactive-fiction · 1 year

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Playing Triaina Academy, my MC has no chill and wants to shout their love from the rooftops.

So, I gotta ask how the ROs would react to MC bragging to everyone available that they got the bestest partner to ever exist.

Thank you for reading haha. I'm sure there are plenty who can relate to your MCs plight. Let's see...

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E quickly hops up behind you as you open your mouth once more, putting their hands over it before you can let loose another tyraid about the incomparable cuteness of your beloved neighbor.

"T-Thats fine! That's good! I think they get it! I-Its almost time for dinner, we should leave! Now!"

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R smiles contentedly as they listen in on your boastful celebration, chuckling quietly to themselves, "It almost feels wasteful, to see so much excitement for someone as undeserving as me...I suppose I will have some large expectations to live up to."

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L ducks away from the room as you make your excited announcements, fanning the heat from their face as they overhear your bragging. They can't help but smile to themselves as you talk of their superiority. "Oh, MC...if only I could find words worthy of you, I would return your praise tenfold...One day, I shall..."

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V shifts their body uncomfortably as attention begins shifting onto them. They stare back at the pairs of eyes turning to them, a hand already hovering over the grip of their handgun. "Vacate the premises, before you become an obstruction to the commander.

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Before you can get to the second phrase of your prepared speech on the greatness of tsunderes, a hand has already palmed your skull with enough pressure to turn a walnut to dust, dragging you outside. "What the hell do you think you're telling people? Are you that desperate to dive into your grave, dumbass? Because you're already 5 fucking feet deep, and my foot in your skull will be the last one you need."

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M takes your boasts a step further, giving credence to your talk with a soft kiss in front of everyone. What the crowd doesn't witness is M's heated whispering in your ear, or their listful bedroom eyes, "If you're...that...excited...I can help...solve that...for you...you know...someplace...less crowded..."

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Unfortunately, Raven had already made their rounds announcing their newfound, loving relationship with a bond that will never be broken as long as they live. When you try to give your boasts, they seem almost scared. Raven appears, waving off your confusion.

"No worries, my love! I just got a little...carried away! I was just so happy! But some people tried to ruin the occasion...you understand, don't you? I think it was just a little accident!"

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S throws an arm over your shoulders, pulling you into a rambunctious side hug while in the middle of your confession, "Ya'll here that? This guy says I'm the best! Ya know what I say to that? I'd say there ain't no one I'd rather have watchin' my back. How about a toast, to good times, and better friends! Cheers!" The entire bar follows suit, cheering happily as you sink deeper into the depressive realization that this friend zone may be inescapable.

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F folds their arms, staring an intense hole into you. The silence between you creates an oppressive atmosphere until they speak.

"Do you understand the fragility of the situation you've caused? Is there any sense in your head, of the target you paint on your back? Do you have any idea..." F pauses, composing the shaking in their hands and providing themselves a moment to breathe deep. Their voice is quiet and defeated, "Do you have any idea what the depth of the loss would be, should the worst come to pass due to your recklessness? Think, you fool."

----- thank ya for the ask! I hope you enjoyed reading haha

#triaina academy #romance options #snippet

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lambergeier · 1 year

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2022 book post FINALLY

this post is six weeks late because, frankly, i was on my honeymoon over new years and its hard to get up the will to type all this shit when everyone has already posted their book lists ages ago!! but also i read a lot of good books last year and wish to gloat, so here we are. italics are rereads, bold are my favorites, asterisks denote not-prose, and reviews are interspersed throughout as i felt like it:

January

No One is Talking About This - Patricia Lockwood (this book made me cry so hard lmao. first part is a sickeningly true-to-life depiction of Being A Blue Check Person and then the second part makes you cry so bad.)

Sorrowland - Rivers Solomon (what the fuck happened to the last third of this book? what shit-ass x-men knock-off did it come from?)

What Soldiers Do: Sex and the American GI in World War II France - Mary Louise Roberts (got on a whole ww2 history kick because, gotta be real, i watched all of band of brothers during winter break 2021-2022 and developed a bug up my ass. pulled this off the shelf at the library on a whim and it was STUNNING. excellently, thoroughly told history of sex, venereal disease, and race among american GIs in normany following the invasion. would read anything roberts now.)

How to Blow Up a Pipeline - Andreas Malm

Hello, Sailor: The hidden history of gay life at sea - Paul Baker and Jo Stanley

Coming Out Under Fire: The History of Gay Men and Women in World War II - Allan Berube (another excellent ww2 book, frequently quoted on this site and for good reason. not written by a historian, so incredibly easy and engaging to read, that presents you with just this amazing overview of how modern american queer identity was totally, inextricably shaped by the us military and the experience of being part of it or even just near it lmao)

February

Possession - A.S. Byatt (really really lovely romance that was such a consistent pleasure to read that i got to the end basically unable to remember favorite lines or even scenes i was just like mmmmmmmm. book good.)

Uncanny Valley - Anna Wiener

Howl’s Moving Castle - Diana Wynne Jones

The Verge: Reformation, Renaissance, and Forty Years that Shook the World - Patrick Wyman (this book sucked ass we gotta stop giving podcasters history books)

Watership Down - Richard Adams (so fucked up. loved this. love that we give this to children to read.)

Dead Collections - Isaac Fellman

March

The Hidden Palace - Helene Wecker (much better than its prequel, imho! resolved many pacing issues but lost no heart!)

The Vanishing Half - Britt Bennet (part of the reason i managed to read so much this year is that i had to drive a lot for work and started putting audiobooks on in the car, having never been an audiobook person before. i listened almost entirely to contemporary litfic this way, a genre i also had not previously engage with, and this was both a fascinating entry into an entire other world of books and also kinda boring sometimes lmao. vanishing half was good, certainly better than some of the other stuff i ended up listening to, but still not something i would have finished if i weren't in the car)

The Reformation - Patrick Collinson (this bitch was so funny his preface to the book was 'i didn't list any sources because i've been teaching this topic for 60 years. the source is Me.' anyways almost totally unreadable but did provide me some good context on the counter-reformation, which i want to learn more about.)

Fleischman is in Trouble - Taffy Brodesser-Akner

Home Baked - Alia Volz (soooooo good all bay area homies please read this)

River of Stars - Vanessa Hua

April

Light from Uncommon Stars - Ryka Aoki (INSANE BOOK. SO FUN.)

*Death of a Salesman - Arthur Miller

Book of Dust - Phillip Pullman

Gold Diggers - Sanjena Sathian

*Angels in America - Tony Kushner (disconnected me from reality for like 24 straight hours. scared to reread it.)

Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen (read this in high school and hated it because i was a DUMB TEENAGER!! THIS BOOK IS SO FUNNY!!)

Good Omens - Terry Pratchett

Fifth Elephant - Terry Pratchett

May

Mexican Gothic - Silvia Moreno-Garcia (strongly eh.)

Oh the Glory of it All - Sean Wilsey (loved it but feels impossible to recommend.)

Magic for Liars - Sarah Gailey

Foundation - Isaac Asimov (absolutely fascinating as like, a history of the genre thing, even if i only "enjoyed" reading the first two or three stories lol. also, HE COULDN'T PREDICT FIAT CURRENCY?? ACTUAL PLOT POINT THAT THERE AREN'T ENOUGH METALS ON THE PLANET TO MINT COINS???? reader i lost my mind.)

June

All the Pretty Horses - Cormac McCarthy (all the pretty horses my insane high school problematic fave. i will never read the sequels)

Have His Carcase - Dorothy L. Sayers

The Power - Naomi Alderman (as i said on private twitter after rereading, this book makes me sick to my stomach not because of the gender shit, which is like, i know what the book's about that's what it's about it's not gonna be a different book, but christ it's so bleak. love an oral history style but i gave my copy away once i finished lmao.)

Murder Must Advertise - Dorothy L. Sayers

July

Such a Fun Age - Kiley Reid (great audiobook narrator, and a very funny book)

Several People are Typing - Calvin Kasulke (PLEASE LISTEN TO THIS AUDIOBOOK THEY HIRED A FULL RADIO-PLAY STYLE CAST AND SURE THE ACTUAL STORY DOESN'T STICK THE LANDING BUT IT'S SO FUNNY. i finished it on my own and immediately put it back on for emma to enjoy. so good.)

They Were Her Property: White Women as Slave Owners in the American South - Stephanie Jones-Rogers

Hawk Mountain - Conner Habib (oughhhhouguhughuhghh the dread. great book. wretched creeping horror. queer, if that matters. gives you the Dread.)

There, There - Tommy Orange

August

If an Egyptian Can’t Speak English - Noor Naga (experimental fiction, i listened to it on audiobook and actually missed a lot of what it was doing in print but still incredibly good. absolute sucker punch of an ending.)

The Loneliest Americans - Jay Caspian King

Encounters at the Heart of the World: A History of the Mandan People - Elizabeth Fenn (great clear thorough history of the mandan nation of the upper missouri river, really enjoyed this.)

An Immense World: How Animal Senses Reveal the Hidden Realms Around Us - Ed Yong (ed yong is the best science writer working today and this book was tremendous. i quoted like every other line of it to emma and she still went and borrowed it as soon as i was done. we immediately bought a copy for the house.)

Sheer Misery: Soldiers in Battle in WWII - Mary Louise Roberts

September

Black Sun - Rebecca Roanhorse (damn so much modern sff is bad)

I Contain Multitudes: The Microbes Within Us and a Grander View of Life - Ed Yong (not as good as the animal book but still VERY good)

Dark Rise - C.S. Pacat (unfuckingreadable. a masterclass of incoherent bullshit)

Nona the Ninth - taz lol (this should not have been its own book.)

*Ducks - Kate Beaton (cannot recommend highly enough. intense subject matter, also made me cry many times, but holy shit ms beaton you killed it with this one)

Unreleased Friend Book that I Love So Bad (soon!!)

Normal People - Sally Rooney

October

Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger (another book i haven't reread since high school holden ilu. you are my little problems boy)

Pachinko - Min Jin Lee (read it all in one day while on various airplanes. what a BOOK)

Half of a Yellow Sun - Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Foundation - Mercedes Lackey (thus begins the valdemar stage of the year)

My Year of Rest and Relaxation - Ottessa Moshfegh (uh. would not recommend.)

November

Devil House - John Darnielle (ur crazy for this one mr mountain goats. still don't know if it was good or bad lol.)

Arrows of the Queen - Mercedes Lackey

Arrows Flight - Mercedes Lackey

Arrows Fall - Mercedes Lackey

Magic’s Pawn - Mercedes Lackey (vanyel i love you)

December

Magic’s Promise - Mercedes Lackey (vanyel i'm obsessed with you)

Empire of Wild - Cherie Dimaline

Magic’s Price - Mercedes Lackey (oh misty we did NOT stick the landing here. rip to vanyel.)

Winter Counts - David Heska Wanbli Weiden

Neuromancer - William Gibson (loved so many individual sentences and, like foundation, a very interesting work for understanding the history of the genre. however in many ways, totally incomprehensible.)

total books: 66!!! nice work, me! really enjoyed how much i read in 2022 and how generally varied it was and after a long while of not reading too much at all, it's been very nice being back in the swing of it. also god non-fiction is so good. i can't read it particularly fast but every time i read a good one i enjoy it so immensely. look forward to reading more of it this year!!!

AND, FINALLY, A SHOUT OUT TO THE WORST DNF OF 2022:

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab sucks shit.

#2022 books #sorry if i was mean to book you liked i will do it again #went back in and added all the subtitles for the nonfiction whoops #book post

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dabislilbaby · 2 years

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You're the Only Thing That Makes Sense - Part 2

Bakugo x f!Reader

A/N: alright, I lied in the last one. There's only going to be 2 parts. I don't think this one was as good as my first but I hope ya'll enjoy it all the same. Feedback is welcome so lmk what u think. :)

Part 1

Warnings⚠️: 18+, smut, unprotected sex (no creampie tho), taking v-card, praise kink, dacryphilia (kinda) choking, biting, idk how to tag this but the hand cover mouth thing, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms. Nicknames: teddy bear, baby, and idiot (this is bakugo we're talking about, gotta throw an insult in somewhere)

Summary: you were separated from your childhood friends, just to be reunited with them again 11 years later. What was once an innocent childhood crush, resurfaced years later. You always knew that Katsuki treated you differently than everyone else, but what exactly did that mean?

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The next morning you woke by the sun glaring thru the window. Still wrapped in Katsuki's arms. He was snoring quietly next to you and you thought it was cute. For just a second, the thought of kissing him invaded your brain. But you quickly waved away that ridiculous idea.

You'd never told Katsuki this, but when you were little kids, you used to have the biggest crush on him. That's why you followed him around with Izuku all the time. You'd thought that the years that had past would have been forgiving, but now you realized that the silly childhood crush still lingered.

You rolled over taking a look at the clock next to his bed. 7:13am it read. You immediately felt strong arms grip you by the waist, pulling you backwards. Katsuki was still sleeping, but even unconscious he wanted you close to him. Your back now flush with his chest, arm wrapped around your waist. Your face was dusted with a light shade of pink, not sure what to think about it. Nor what to do about it either. You felt his face nuzzle into the back of your neck, feeling the warmth coming from his nose on your skin. Still hearing his soft snores only inches away. You laid there, not daring to move out of his grip. Not that he'd let you even if you tried.

His alarm went off at exactly 7:45am. He reached over you to smack the clock and make it shut up before letting his arm fall back to your waist. He grunted in annoyance at having to wake up. You could tell he wasn't a morning person. He lifted himself up, putting his weight on his elbows. You didn't move just yet. You kept your eyes closed as he adjusted himself, not wanting him to see that you were still blushing from his unconscious actions. He must have thought you were still asleep, because the way he moved your hair to study your 'sleeping' face, was something you didn't think he'd ever do if you were conscious. You heard a deeply pained sigh come from him as he watched you. "I'm no good for you, teddy bear" he said in a whisper so quiet you almost didn't hear him. What was he saying? He surley wouldn't have said something like that if he knew you were listening. What did it mean?

It took everything in you not to react to his words. Instead, you decided to fake it. Pretend like you'd just woken up. Act like you didn't hear a thing. You stretched your arms and rolled over, turning to meet his gaze. "Morning." He said to you in the deepest tone you'd ever heard come out of him. His voice was dark and raspy. The sound sending goose bumps along your back. You did your best to hide your face with the blanket and the sleeves of your hoodie that you still wore. "morning" you replied. He reached to you, pushing the blanket and some of your hair out of the way as his eyes glazed over the still prominent bruise on your face, and then back to your eyes. "You wanna tell me who did this?" You looked away. You didn't want to tell him. But at the same time you wanted to tell him everything. He could tell you were conflicted on how to answer, so he asked you a simpler question. One that could be answered with just a yes or no. "Was it your dad?" He spoke softer. You hesitated, but then reluctantly nodded your head. Still avoiding his eyes. Rage filled him and his jaw clenched. "I'll kill that fucking bastard." He mumbled so quietly under his breath. It was silent for a moment, before you spoke. "Thank you for letting me stay last night. I feel a lot better." You commented nervously. All he could do was nod in reassurance.

There was a knock on the door, slight panic filled both you and Katsuki. Not wanting anyone to see you in bed together, knowing exactly how it looks. But before either of you said anything, the person spoke thru the door. It was Kirishima. "Bakugo, Mr. Aizawa said that we're training at ground beta today so we need to grab our hero suits and meet him there for class." You and Bakugo looked at each other. "Okay" he yelled back thru the door, leaving no further responses. You were relieved when you heard his footsteps fade. But knowing that other people were awake meant you had to figure out how to get to your room without being seen.

Without saying anything, Katsuki rolled himself out of bed. "I'll go out there and I'll let you know if it's clear." He spoke, slipping on a pair of grey house shoes. He opened his door and walked out into the hallway, a few seconds later he stuck his arm thru the the door and signaled a "come" motion. You knew it was safe to leave his room without being seen. Or at least you thought.

The second you stepped out into the hallway, shouji walked out of his room 2 doors over. You and Bakugo froze. Shoujis eyes darted between the two of you, and then you saw him do a zipper motion over his mouth before throwing his hands up in defense and walking away. You didn't realize you were holding your breath until you finally let it go.

You quickly made your way to your room, making sure that no one else could tell that you came from kacchan's, and hoping shouji would actually keep his mouth shut. You waited until all of the other girls were out of the washroom before taking your shower so you could avoid the questions about your bruises. And in that moment you were greatful that you designed your hero costume covering most of your body. You took your shower, brushed your teeth, and did your best to cover up the marks on your face with makeup. Everyone met in the common area before walking to school. Usually you walked with Izuku. Mostly to spend time catching up with him, but also because Kacchan always seemed to prefer being alone in the morning. He would put his ear buds in and ignore everyone, walking by himself. But today, he stayed close to you. You didn't mind, you were happy about it actually. You just weren't sure why his behavior changed. The two of you walked a few feet behind the rest of the group, and he handed you one of his ear buds. You silently accepted and stuck one in your ear. An older song by one of your favorite bands played. You didn't expect him to listen to music like this, but you were pleasantly surprised.

The two of you were silent the whole way to school, but it was a comfortable silence.

Once you got there, you handed Kacchan his ear bud and you parted directions. The group filed into the classroom, everyone grabbing their costumes from a numbered slot before changing into them and heading to ground beta. Mina and Uraraka were talking to you, saying they were excited to see your hero costume since this would be the first time you'd be using it since arriving at U.A.

It was a black skin tight body suit with thick curved purple lines tracing the sides. The suit came up to your neck like a halter top with a chest window and an open back. It cut off at your shoulders, but you had long purple gloves that reached to your under arm, exposing only the shoulders. The legs had slits running the outer sides of your thighs to your ankles, being held together by thick purple stitching, exposing little skin. You liked your hero suit. At first you weren't a fan of how tight it was, showing off the shape of your entire body. But you knew it was best for your agility so nothing would get in the way. And you'd grown accustomed to the tight fit over the past year. You slipped on your plain black boots with a slight heel, and the black mask that was molded to your face around your eyes. You'd added a support item to your boots that let you jump a lot higher then normal. Because your quirk wasn't the best for combat, you had to focus a lot on being fast and flexible.

You'd made your way to ground beta with the rest of the class, and it was your first time in one of U.A.'s training grounds. The group stood in front of Mr. Aizawa as he explained today's training activity. You could feel a few pairs of eyes on you. One was definitely Kaminari. You knew this because you heard kirishima smack him in the back of the head and told him to stop staring. but more importantly, Katsuki's eyes were on you too. His eyes glazed your tight fitted suit, the way it hugged your curves. Not leaving very much to the imagination. You'd definitely grown up, he thought to himself, feeling a lump in his throat. He forced himself to look away, doing his best to pay attention to Aizawa.

"Today I'll pair you up in brackets and we'll be doing some basic combat training. We've done this many times so you all should be familiar with how this works. But I'll explain it for our newest student" he motioned to you. "Essentially. You will be assigned to another student at random. The two of you will fight. Win by pinning down your partner for a total of 5 seconds, or render them immobile. Winners fight winners, losers fight losers. I'll be watching and taking notes. Afterwards I'll discuss with you all individually where you've improved from last time and what you still need to work on."

This seemed easy enough. It was just basic combat training which you'd gotten pretty good at. "The brackets are on that screen behind you and you can check there to see who you'll be fighting next." The whole class looked at the brackets to see who their first match would be. Yours was... Ugh, Mineta??

You didn't like him very much, but you were at least glad that it'd be pretty easy to take him.

A few other people went before you. Winners being Mina, Sero, Todoroki, and Jiro. You and Mineta we're up next. He started throwing his purple balls at you, trying to stick you to the floor. But you were too fast and doged them all. It took you only a minute to pin him down and win. Your name was moved up on the bracket. You sat back and watched the other matches play out. Kacchan was up against Tokoyami. You weren't sure how this would play out because dark shadow seemed very powerful. When the buzzer went off, dark shadow rose from Tokoyami's back, going in for an attack. Kacchan immediately fired off an explosion. Dark show shreeks backwards, and Bakugo just kept throwing more blows. Dark shadow seemed to be weekend by the bright light and you immediately saw how this fight would end. Bakugo was yelling and screaming the whole time. You heard "YOU COULD NEVER BEAT ME, BIRD BRAIN!" come from Kacchan as he pumbled dark shadow with light from his explosions. The fight was over pretty quickly, bakugo clearly coming out on top.

You checked the board, and realized Kacchan would be the person you fought next. Oh boy.

Everyone finished their first round of brackets, taking a break and getting some water.

When it was time for your fight with Kacchan, you felt a little nervous. Trying to strategize in your head.

If you get close enough to touch his gauntlets, you might be able to control their movements. The two of you stood in the ring, waiting for the start buzzer. "Don't worry teddy bear, I'll go easy on you" and with that, the buzzer went off. His words caught you off guard. That was the same thing he called you this morning. Did he know you were awake? Did he say that just now on purpose to distract you? And then you realized that you actually were infact distracted.

Once you came away from your thoughts, Katsuki was already running twords you. "Shit" you whispered to yourself. You quickly jumped right as he was about to make impact. Katsuki turned quickly to wear you'd landed. "So you have springs in those boots huh?" He said loud enough for you to hear, cockyness in his voice. "Just makes a better challenge for me." He wasn't yelling at you like he was tokoyami, but he had the same tone when he spoke. You could tell that he was really into fighting.

He blasted himself off the ground, doing a flip mid air to land a blow before you could get out of the way. The explosion blew you back a few feet, but you managed to keep your footing somehow. The two of you went back and forth for a few minutes, him trying to hit you with an explosion and you doing your best to dodge. He didn't seem to be as aggressive as he was in his last fight. Maybe he was going easy on you. But you had no time to think about it.

He did another flip to get close to you, landing on his feet right in front of you for a close combat blow. You managed to slip between his legs before the blast, touching the inside of one of his gauntlets on your way thru. "YES!" you yelled. You'd finally got close enough to use your quirk. Standing up a few feet away from him, you lifted him in the air with the gauntlet you'd touched. You slammed him on the ground a few time, and he tried his best to blast in your direction with his free arm. You'd left a few good scratches on him for sure. Then he managed to slip off the gauntlet that you'd touched, making him fall to the ground. The gauntlet still flouting above him. "Fuck!" You thought. You threw his gauntlet off to the side, it no longer being of any use to you. "That's a cute trick, but play time is over!" He spoke from a few feet away.

He charged at you again, making sure to hit you with consistent long distance blows so you couldn't get away. Before long you felt him tackle you, pinning your entire body to the concrete. You struggled and squirmed beneath him. You made eye contact and you stopped moving. His breathing was heavy and so was yours. He had positioned himself in such a fashion to have your arms pinned above your head, and his knees rested on your things to keep you in place. His entire body weight was on you and you definitely weren't going anywhere. His stare lingered for a few long seconds. Both of you breathing in each other's air because of how close you were. His eyes never leaving yours. It was an intense moment that felt like it lasted ages.

But soon, the ending buzzer went off and your attention on each other was broken. Kacchan climbed off of you, and held out his hand to help you up. It felt a little awkward and both of you avoided the other ones eyes. You walked off to the side to get some water and bandage up any scratches. At least now you had a believable excuse for the bruise on your body.

Eventually the brackets were finished and class was over. Kacchan came 1st which wasn't surprising to you. You ended up in 5th place which you thought was pretty good. You and Kacchan didn't speak, or even look at each other for the rest of the day. Everyone made their way back to the dorms and for most of the night you were in your room.

You'd decide not to go to Kacchan's room that night like you usually did. You were still thinking about the way he stared at you when being pinned to the ground. You thought it best to give it some time.

Around 10, you were coming back to your room from a shower. On your way to the elevator you passed the common area where you saw Izuku and Kacchan being scolded by Aizawa. Iida was coming from the boys showers too, the two of you met at the elevator, waiting for it to reach your floor. "What's going on over there?" You asked in a low whisper.

"I imagine the two of them were caught fighting on school grounds again. It's a common occurrence with those two." You glanced over in their direction. Your eyes happened to meet Kacchan's. He didn't seem to be in a good mood. "What do you think they were fighting about?" You turned back to Iida. "Knowing them? It could be any number of things." You signed, not having anything else to say.

You made it up to your room where you finished drying your hair and got into something comfortable. A pair of small shorts that barely covered much and a t-shirt that was much too big for you. You shut off your light and sat in your bed, scrolling thru your phone for maybe 20 minutes. The only light in your room coming from the moon shining thru the window. There was a knock on your door. "Coming." You set your phone on the night stand and stood from your bed.

You opened your door, and you saw Kacchan standing there with his hand stuffed in his pockets. It surprised you. You weren't expecting him to be at your door. His head lifted and your eyes met. "Kacchan, what are you-" he cut you off. "You didn't come to my room tonight." There wasn't much emotion on his face but he sounded... Upset? "Well I... figured you might want some space." You hesitated, fidgeting with the end of your shirt. "Why would I want space from you?" He let himself into the room, not needing your permission. "Well I'm...I... I don't know" you stuttered, closing the door.

He walked along the side of your dresser where you'd kept various little items that you've collected over the years. His eyes glazed over your belongings before one thing in particular caught his attention. He picked up a small grey rock. When he turned it over, he saw those familiar shiny purple crystals. A small smile grew on his face. "You still have this?" You switched on the lamp next to your bed and looked up to see what he was holding. The gift he'd given you as children. The last day you'd seen each other. "Of course I kept it. It's my favorite thing that I own."

"your favorite?" He raised an eyebrow. You nodded to him. "Why is it your favorite?" You walked closer to him, taking it out of his hand. "well, I learned that it's called an amethyst geode. They are apparently very valuable." You looked down at the object. "And I think it's beautiful when the light catches it just right." You turned the geode towards the light until the crystals inside reflected it, demonstrating what you meant. "But most importantly. My favorite person gave it to me as a gift. And for that, I've cherished it ever since." You placed the geode back where he had picked it up from.

His eyes went to the floor. You couldn't see it but his face turned pink. "Your favorite person, huh?" You stayed quiet and continued to fidget with your shirt. He sighed, and then he pulled something out of his pocket.

"I found this in your yard the same day I gave you that. I wanted to give it back to you, but I never got the chance." He handed you a tiny panda squishy toy. Your eyes widened. "Oh my God I thought I lost this, you had it this whole time?" You grabbed it out of his hands he nodded and moved his hand to the back of his neck nervously. "I've kept it in my pocket almost every day since then ya know" he laughed. "Really? Why did you keep it for so long?" He stuffed both his hands back in his pockets and shrugged. "I don't know. I guess... It just reminded me of when life was a lot simpler and everything made sense. being a kid was easy." He turned and leaned his back against the dresser. "Yeah, being a kid was definitely a lot easier." You sighed, taking the toy over to your desk and putting it in your drawer. Kacchan pushed himself up from his leaning position and followed you. You didn't notice him so close behind you until you turned around and he was only inches away. It made you flinch.

His expression looked pained. Like there were a million things he wanted to say, but couldn't find the right words to say it. You heard a deep sigh, and the next thing you knew, Kacchan was resting his head on your shoulder. Having to lean forward because of the height difference.

"are you okay, Kacchan?" His head turned into your neck, still resting on your shoulder. "No...I don't think so." His voice was soft. It made you worry. Your hand came up to rest on his hair, stroking it gently. "What's wrong?" He stayed silent. You didn't say anything for a few minutes either.

"was it your fight with Izuku?" He laughed. "Deku? No, it has nothing to do with that damn nerd." his comment made you laugh. "You still call him that?"

A few more moments of silence went by, him just leaning on you for comfort. "Talk to me, what is it?" He sighed again. "Everything just feels so...complicated, and confusing." He paused. You felt his hand grab your free one and lift it into his line of vision. He interlocked his fingers with yours and he spoke again. "You're the only thing that makes sense, y/n..." Your face turned red. "Me?" You questioned him. He fidgeted with the tips of your fingers. "You just have this kind of energy about you. I don't know what it is, but you make me feel calm. You make things feel easy. Even when we were kids. I didn't realize it until you came back." He paused, letting out a deep breath. "You keep me grounded, I guess."

It made sense to you now why he seemed so irritated and angry all the time around everyone else. But he was always calm and gentle with you. He never has been good at dealing with his emotions. His face nuzzled into your neck slightly. "I'm worried that I'll hurt you if I get too attached... I'm not good for you."

"Kacchan, i-" you paused trying to find the right words. You wanted to tell him how you felt, but you couldn't get it out. He lifted his head and your eyes met. It felt like the same level of intensity from earlier. Your words caught in your throat and you couldn't speak.

The two of you stood in silence for a few long seconds. Then suddenly he leaned in to kiss you. It was gentle.

You didn't know how to react. He pulled away from you, leaning his forehead against yours. You still couldn't speak. He thought this meant that he'd done something wrong. He stepped away from you. "I'm sorry y/n, I shouldn't have-" his words were cut off by you grabbing his face and kissing him the same way he kissed you. You pulled away from him, eyes meeting again. "You won't hurt me, Kacchan." He'd never opened up to you like that before, and you didn't want him to feel like it was wrong to do so.

Nothing else was said for a while. His expression was soft and he leaned in to hug you. His head was buried in your neck, arms around your waist. You petted his hair comfortingly and you stayed that way for a long time. You could feel the gentle hum of his heartbeat against your chest.

"you should stay." You whispered to him. He pulled away from the hug and smirked at you. "Do you really think that's a good idea, teddy bear?" You blushed at the nickname. "Why not?" You questioned. You stayed in his room the night before, so you didn't see a problem with it. "Yesterday we-" he interrupted you. "yesterday, you were upset" the back of his hand grazed your cheek the same way it did when he wiped away your tears.

He got closer to you. "We're not kids anymore y/n, there's no more innocent sleepovers." He leaned his head down to your ear, moving one hand to grip your waist. Pushing you a few inches to the wall behind you. "I'm not sure I could keep my hands to myself if I stayed the night with you again." Your breath hitched. His breath hovered over your ear and trailed your neck. Your body tensed up. His hand slipped under your shirt, still resting on your waist. "Relax" he whispered in your ear again. "If you want me to stop, I will." He kissed your jaw softly. His hand moving up a little, pressing his body a little closer to yours. "Do you want me to stop?" He said while laying a soft kiss on the skin of your neck. It made you melt and relax into his touch. "N-no" your face was bright red, and you hoped he couldn't see it in the dim lighting. He smirked into your neck and kissed it again.

"if I'm being honest y/n, I've been thinking about this for awhile since you came back." He spoke in-between kisses. His other hand trailed the outside of your thigh, playing with the waist band of your shorts. "You h-have?" You did your best to focus on his words but his hands and lips were making it difficult. "Mhm" he hummed, lifting his head to kiss your lips. His hand reached around and gripped your ass. It made you gasp into his mouth, and he used this opportunity to slip his tongue in.

His tongue swirled around yours, making them very familiar with one another. He pulled away, a trail of saliva connecting you two at the mouth. Your heart was racing, and your face was as red as a tomato.

There was a heat growing in your stomach and you squeezed your legs together. "Do you still want me to stay?" His face was only inches from yours. All you could do was nod in response, biting your lip in the process. He took a few short steps to your bedside, turning off the lamp. You followed close behind him. He turned and pulled you into a kiss once again, your legs against the edge of your bed. He wrapped his arm around your back and leaned forward, forcing you to fall into the mattress with him. He held himself above you, bracing his weight with his arms on either side of your head.

He started kissing your neck again, and his hands began to roam. "Kacchan, I've never-" you cut yourself off, not knowing how to word it. "I'll be gentle" he whispered, kissing your collarbone. His hands grazed your skin, lifting your shirt above your breasts, exposing them. He took one in his hand, squeezing it gently. And the other in his mouth, coating your nipple with his saliva. He traced circles with his tongue and sucked. Repeating this pattern a few times. Your legs tried to close but his body was in the way, making your knees squeeze his hips.

The hand that was on your breast traveled to the waistband of your shorts once again. He started to reach his hand inside but you grabbed his wrist and stopped him. He looked up at you. "What if somebody hears us?" He smirked. "I guess I'll just have to keep you quiet then." His voice was low. You let go of his hand and he slowly slipped it inside your shorts. His fingers settled into your wet folds, making you whimper quietly. "Can you do that for me baby? Can you stay quiet?" He whispered and started kissing your neck again. The words wouldn't come out of your mouth, but your hand ran thru his hair and the other gripped his upper arm. Feeling his muscles flex when he moved.

Two fingers went inside you without warning and you moaned into his ear. "shhhhh" he said comfortingly while slowly moving his fingers in and out of you. You tried your best to hold in your moans but it just felt so good.

He pulled his hand out of your shorts, sticking those same two fingers in his mouth so he could taste you. "You taste so good baby" he cooed in your ear. He wanted more. His lips trailed your neck, your collarbone, in-between your breasts, your stomach, and your pelvis. He grabbed your waist band and you lifted your hips, making it easier for him to take them off. He put his hands on your knees and spread them open, sinking his head between them. His tongue poked and prodded at your sensitive bud. You were making small noises, still trying desperately not to be too loud.

He ran circles around it, in and out of your folds, sucking on your clit like a pacifier. It was becoming too much. Any more of this and you wouldn't be able to hold back. You pulled your shirt up over your mouth and clenched your hand on top of it, trapping any possible noises inside. You grabbed a fist full of his hair, tugging on it. He grunted into your skin, one of his hands reached to grab your breast and squeeze it as he continued to eat you out. You were coming close to your climax and your legs started to close around his head but he forced them open with his hands, not letting them. A noise slipped thru your hand, a little louder then you wanted it to be but it didn't matter. You started squirming under him, your grip on his hair getting tighter. He let your legs close around him and squeeze his head but he didn't stop until you had calmed down. You removed your hand from covering your mouth, your breathing heavy. "Wow...you're r-really good at that" you said in between the deep breaths. He smirked and kissed you again, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

He grabbed your waist and flipped you over. You yelped at the sudden movement. He kissed the back of your shoulder and he grabbed your hips to lift them up. You heard the sound of his sweat pants being pulled down. "You'll go slow, right?" He kissed the edge of your ear. "Of course, teddy bear"

You felt the tip of his dick drag against your wet folds before he pushed it in slowly. You cried out at the feeling of your walls stretching for him. "Oh fuck-" he groaned. He pushed it as deep as he could, giving you the time to get used to it and adjust. "Are you okay?" He kissed your shoulder again. "Mhm" you whimpered. He slowly pulled out of you and then pushed it back in again. His hand grabbed yours, fingers interlocking and you both fisted the sheets together. He was stretching you out with his entire length, the pain causing tears to form in your eyes. "Kacchan it's t-too much" his arms wrapped around your torso and pulled you up so your shoulders were against his chest, your back still arched. "You can take it, you're doing so good" his hand wrapped around the front of your neck and squeezed while he kissed your shoulder. Moving in and out of u and at a medium tempo.

He started to speed up and your cries became a little louder. His hand covered your mouth, the other still choking you. "I know it feels good but you have to stay quiet, remember?" He bit down on the soft skin of your shoulder. Your moans were caught in his palm as he started to pound into you. "Fuck- you feel so good" he felt your walls tighten around him and he was getting close. He let go of your mouth and throat, making you fall forward, unable to hold yourself up. He had a tight grip on your hips now, pulling you back against him while he thrusted into you.

You buried your face in the mattress, trying to muffle the uncontrollable sounds. "Ugh fuck Kacchan" you let out in a whimper as you reached your high. The sound of your voice almost made him cum on the spot but he pulled out just in time, unloading himself on your back. "Holy fuck-" he breathed out, coming down from his own high. Both of you didn't move, trying desperately to catch your breath.

"I think I made a mess" he laughed. You giggled at his comment. "Use the towel over on the chair, I'll put it in the wash tomorrow." He stood from the bed, pulling his sweatpants back up and grabbing the towel, cleaning you up. "Okay, all done." You rolled over onto your back, pulling your shirt back down but not bothering to grab your shorts. Your bed was a lot bigger than his, plenty of room for two people. But when he climbed in he left just as much space as he did when you were in his. Absolutely none.

You felt his arm wrap around your waist and his other slip under your head, turning his bicep into your pillow. He pulled you as close to his body as possible, as if he were afraid to let you go. You could tell by the things he said earlier that he had a hard time trusting. Mostly himself, it seemed. Afraid of hurting people and losing them. Losing you. But u silently swore to yourself that no matter what happened, you'd stay. For him.

The next morning, you awoke to the sound of your phone. Two text notifications. Kacchan was still sound asleep, snoring into a bundle of your hair. You tried to reach behind him to grab your phone off the nightstand, struggling bc of the tight grip he still had on you. You somehow managed to get it, without waking him up. There was two texts from Mina, whose room was right next door to yours.

"ayo

Did you and Bakugo fuck last night?!?👀"

You panicked, someone did hear you. But maybe it was only Mina. You hoped to god it was.

"OMG MINA!😧

Please do not tell ANYONE😭"

You eagerly waited for her to reply.

"well........it might be a little late for that😬👉👈"

Your eyes went wide and you gasped. You felt Kacchan shift behind you but thankfully you didn't wake him up.

"omg Mina! WHO DID YOU TELL???"

"I texted Uraraka and Momo...and I think she told hagakure.

And I also may have asked kirishima about it..."

"YOU TOLD KIRISHIMA?!?"

"He's bakugo's best friend I'd figured he'd know if there was something going on between the two of you...😶

But when I asked he had no idea

I don't think anyone else knows"

Oh if she knew how wrong she was.

Later that morning, when you and Kacchan went down to the common area, meeting everyone before class, the entire room stopped and stared at you. Both of you. You flushed under their gaze, feeling extremely embarrassed. Katsuki's eyes darted between a few of the students. He sighed. "I don't wanna hear a DAMN WORD from ANY OF YOU!" He yelled. And with that everyone's eyes went away from the two of you, probably scared of what Kacchan might do if they hassled either of you about it.

After that, Kacchan walked with you to school everyday, sharing his earbud with you. You spent most nights in each other's rooms, not all of them being very innocent. And he continued to yell at anyone who would bring it up or ask questions. Of course, you told your girls about it, but they were the only ones who really knew what was going on.

Over time Katsuki became more comfortable with affection outside of yours or his room. He'd hold your hand sometimes on the way to school and stopped yelling at people so much when you'd tell him "be nice."

You really did seem to calm the chaotic rage inside him and that made you happy.

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ATTENTION!!!

My friend and I have decided to collab and a sequel series for this fic!

Here it is! :)

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Chapter 4

An excerpt from notes found written on a yellow legal pad:

I should be mad. I should be furious. Had to rewrite my fucking article.

I never have to change my articles.

Girl came in and fucked up my design, should’ve slit her throat the moment I saw her. Dumb bitch didn’t even have the sense to run. But she sounded so fucking pretty begging for me to kill her though. Looked pretty with her blood all over her too. And when she started crying, fuck.

Had half a mind to shove her down onto her knees and make her beg for my cock, choke her on it until she passed out. Fuck her throat until I finish.

Might do it later, when there’s no risk of being caught. Hell, she wants to die so bad, might as well make herself useful beforehand. Don’t know if I want to gut her or fuck her. Maybe both. Either way, I’ll be rearranging her guts.

She met Jed at the hospital today, she lied to him as well as the cops. Cute she’s already willing to lie for me. And her advice for people to run from me? Is she trying to get on my good side?

Oh, and that little “off the record” confession? Too sweet. Idiot never noticed I didn’t turn off the tape recorder, so I can listen to her say it over and over. Oh, and I intend to.

Meant what I told her though, going to have a long game with her. Even if I did want to fuck her on that hospital bed after she admitted her death wish so nicely. Gonna masturbate to her picture again, maybe as I watch her sleep. Got to keep in control, no matter how tempting it is to just take what I want now. Gotta enjoy the chase first.

Found out from her nurse that she’s getting discharged tomorrow, so I’ll look around her house tonight, see what I can find. Then do a check in with the next name on the list to make sure nothing’s changed, going to be abandoning them for a bit. This new design is going to take some time to plan, but the execution is going to be a helluva good time.

Lives in a fairly shitty one bedroom house, but the backyard’s big and backs onto the woods. Plenty of nice spots to keep watch from, a good view into her bedroom and living room. A little sad there’s nowhere to get a good view into her bathroom, but you can’t have everything.

Backdoor key is hidden under a painted rock next to a chair and a little table: roach in an ashtray. Might be an option to fuck with her there - depends on what her consumption is like.

Inside is cheap everything, a lot of mismatched flea market furniture, except the stereo. And she has a lot of vinyl. Rearranged a few just to fuck with her a little. A pile of mix tapes in a box, all labelled in the same handwriting, so either she makes them or knows one person who does.

Kitchen cupboards were mostly empty, a bunch of instant ramen and some jiffy pop. Fridge was mostly take away containers. She had left milk out on the side that had gone bad. Disposed of it for her, I’m not a complete monster.

Bedroom had some nice discoveries, a bullet vibe in a drawer next to some Clive Barker novel with a few bookmarks. My girl is a freak. Knew I had good taste.

Thought about stealing some of her panties, but I think I’ll wait until she’s back and I can take the pair she was wearing when we met. I’m a romantic like that.

She’s got lots of books, but the dust on the bookcase shows she wasn’t lying about not reading much lately. What the fuck else was she doing?

Whole place has the vibe of a shut-in. The couch looks like she sleeps on it most nights, pizza boxes all around it. Sleeping pills on the coffee table, some heavy duty stuff. Definitely something to mess with in future.

Found her Blockbuster rentals, The Evil Dead and Silence of the Lambs. Hid that one, she should only be thinking about one killer. Maybe I’ll return it for her, it’ll spare her a late fee as well as fuck with her head a bit. Still a bit of a monster.

I was watching when she came home. She checked the front blinds, but didn’t bother with the back windows. Then again I’m the only one here watching. Gave me a nice show, walking around naked for me except for the bandage. Want to see her without it, want to see her with my marks on her. Want to give her so many more.

Watched her get stoned in her backyard wearing just a t-shirt. A guy would normally have to pay for the shows she keeps giving me, can’t wait until she does it knowing I’m watching her. Took some pictures, a few in her natural environment to go with that cute little polaroid I got of her all bloody when we first met.

Hasn’t seemed to notice anything I moved yet, or if she has she’s explaining it away to herself. Gonna have to amp that up over time, until she knows it’s me. Not sure about her taste in music, a bit maudlin for my tastes, but it was kinda catchy in a sad way.

She called a few people, her boss and a couple of friends, they were the only ones who had left her messages. Glad I got the tap set up, gotta keep track of my favourite girl’s social life, doesn’t she know there’s a killer loose? Don’t think she calls the friends often though, which is good for me. They won’t miss her so much once I start taking up her time. And if they do, I can always get rid of the answer machine tapes.

She ended up falling asleep on the couch to The Evil Dead, looking all cute and pouty lying there. Wanted to go in and take those panties, but decided not to risk it just yet. Don’t know how deeply she sleeps. She’s going to work tomorrow, I can come back on Jed’s lunch break and get them then. Maybe do a little more rearranging, maybe leave a present or two. After all, I gotta treat my girl right, don’t I?

Maybe she’d like the pictures I just took of her sleeping, nice and close up through the unlocked backdoor, her shirt riding up enough that you can see where those legs end, and it is quite the view. Such a little exhibitionist for me.

Oh, we’re going to have so much fun together.

#ghostface x reader #ghostface #dead by daylight #dbd #fiction #danny johnson #danny jed olsen johnson

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Bursting Bubbles of Bad Luck Chapter 7

Miraculous Ladybug | 2020 | 1,331 | Ao3 | Prev | Masterlist | Next

July 3rd-Boredom

So the whole discord chat idea? Magic was the less fun part. Felix should have let Allegra add him ages ago.

The Dead Fandoms Discord - Channel #Go-Go-Gadget-Chatroom

21:25

Snow Cone King: I’m just saying, Ics, that if we have to petition Walmart, we should at least do it with a lot of people.

Flutetastic: ...Almost everyone on this server and probably half of tumblr and a corner of twitter and a few people from school and my entire family

Considering my family includes you and all the cousins on your half too, that’s a lot of people.

Snow Cone King: Amb. Ics, ics you know what this means?

Speedster: Y’all, I think we should just use the online petition thingy. Get millions of email subscribers from all over the world.

Snow Cone King: My dad probably would totally sign a petition to get Inspector Gadget merch back in stores and then actually make it happen

Flutetastic: It’s sm fun to see you have one of those My Dad Is A Millionaire epiphanies.

Flutetastic: Als, why do you save your logic for the middle of our discussions?

Speedster: Gotta take the time to come up with my genius.

Snow Cone King: Show off.

Penny Could Kick Me: I find it very amusing to watch you guys casually say things like ‘one of those My Dad Is A Millionaire epiphanies’.

Snow Cone King: :Squinty eyes: i can’t tell if that’s an insult

Penny Could Kick Me: Is me laughing out loud at you insulting?

Flutetastic: Say no

Snow Cone King: I haven’t decided.

Fluteastic: FE AMB! Q ARE YOU LIKE THIS?

Snow Cone King: I think so?

Penny Could Kick Me: I love you guys.

Snow Cone King: That’s def. A compliment. Thank you.

The Dead Fandoms Discord - Channel #By-The-Power-Of-Greyskull

7:45

The Orange Death: Y’all I just found an article saying Damian Wayne and Adam are friends and someone needs to explain to me how that happened and if that means I missed a He-Man reboot

If so, Imma cri

Snow Cone King: Wait who has the rights to He-Man?

The Orange Death: Honestly I figured it was netflix ‘cause they just did that she-ra reboot but like

Apparently not?

Snow Cone King: I’m looking this up amb

Useless Ace: I thought the last reboot was in 2010?

Snow Cone King: I am apparently a very uninformed fan

There was a life action movie in 1987

The Orange Death: What

Snow Cone King: My to watch list is much bigger

I thought there were only the two versions? I don’t even know which versions they were now?

Useless Ace: Welcome to the world of fandom my friend. Experts are few, far-inbetween, and deserve mad respect bc I could care less to follow every bit of canon ever

Snow Cone King: Mood

Snow Cone King: As of dec 18, 2019, Netflix wants to do a CGI reboot

Useless Ace: Oh thank goodness. My biggest beef with the She-ra reboot was the lost potential for Adam/Adora shenanigans.

Snow Cone King: Have you watched it?

Useless Ace: See above

Snow Cone King: :facepalm:

Actually I can’t judge, it’s still collecting dust on my to-watch list

Whatever

Snow Cone King: Reading more and Mark Hamill? Will be Skeletor?? That sounds like it'll go really well

The Orange Death: Y’all I have no idea but now I’m excited

About time He-Man came back

Snow Cone King: Fr tho, I can’t find anything about ties to dc or where he’d have met Damian

Flutetastic: Whack

The Orange Death: You’re telling me

Snow Cone King: You’re telling me.

Snow Cone King: I’m giving up. Some fandom guru who actually knows stuff can figure this out

The Orange Death: Valid

8:58

Snow Cone King: I lied and looked further and apparently not only are there multiple comicverse crossovers (Injustice vs the masters of the universe)(DC Universe vs Masters of the Universe)(he Man and the Masters of the Multiverse(I’m guessing is a crossover too)), but there’s a THUNDERCATS one too!

My childhood will be complete as soon as I read that

Useless Ace: Dude that’s amazing

That’s going top of my to-read list

Snow Cone King: Mood

Gerald: Mood

The Orange Death: King, you really are a king, thank you so much!!!

Useless Ace: I rlly hope they give Adam a better costume like they did w/ Adora in the new reboot

The Orange Death: It’s a bit overdue

The Dead Fandoms Discord - Channel #Magic-Troubles

14:19

Snow Cone King: amb there’s a illusion lady in my lit class and normally Idc but she’s being so annoying and she keeps illustrating the whack tales she’s telling and the teach could care less but she’s directly in my line of sight and I wanna learn

Is there a nice way to ask her to stop?

Goldie Queen Of France: Tell her she’s making it hard to see. Rlly, just bc we’re magic doesn’t mean we have the right to be a jerk

Snow Cone King: I’m a jerk by nature

Just wanted to make sure

Flutetastic: King, you’re not magic

The Dead Fandoms Discord chat - Channel #Less-than-dead-corner

23:39

Killjoy: I’m just saying! Thanos’ plan was dumb!

Jackie of Jackaland: You didn’t even watch the movie

Killjoy: I don’t have to watch a movie to know that it’s dumb to kill people for resource management when another option is literally just to make more resources

Jackie of Jackaland: Valid point op but pls start watching movies and reading comics before you rant about them based off of someone else’s tumblr rant

Killjoy: That’s less fun

Jackie of Jackaland: You mean less headache inducing

Goldie Queen of France: @Killjoy @Jackie of Jackaland polite, remember? If you’re gonna throw hands, do it in the dms.

Killjoy: Right, sorry

Jackie of Jackaland: Sry

The Dead Fandoms Discord chat - Channel #Magic-troubles

20:13

Snow Cone King: Wait are trails colored different by sect or by person?

Coracle-Miracle: Supposed to be by person, but mine turned a purple/black after whatever happened with the heart

Snow Cone King: Ouch

Coracle-Miracle: It hurts less to use magic the more I use it, although Idk what that means. We’re just powering through

The Dead Fandoms Discord Chat - Channel #MURDOCH

4:30

Snow Cone King: If I ever leave Paris, I want to go to Canada

Mapleblood: Dude that is my entire life motto

‘Cept I’m Brazilian

Point stands

Speedster: Valid x100

The Dead Fandoms Discord Chat - Channel #Less-than-dead-corner

17:20

Flutetastic: Salut, t’all, should I watch Gravity Falls?

Pigtails ftw: I say yeah

It gets weird later on, so I never finished, but I liked what I saw in the beginning

Flutetastic: Awesome. I wanna see if it beats Paris rn

Pigtails ftw: What even is Paris rn?

Flutetastic: Mood

Pigtails ftw: No but like, legit. What’s going on over there?

Flutetastic: #That-Real-Life

The Dead Fandoms Discord Chat - Channel #That-Real-Life

17:23

Flutetastic: @Pigtails ftw so yaknow about the magic hearts thing?

Pigtails ftw: didn’t know they were real

Flutetastic: Common response

@Snow Cone King @Coracle Miracle @Rough-Glamor @Goldie Queen Of France come help me out

So the heart/miraculous of Modification got corrupted by somebody, so far no one knows if they’re a strong sorcerer or a lucky human, but it happened and is messing with all change mages.

Snow Cone King: And he uses the extra power to possess civilians and turn them into rampaging monsters who are supposed to hold the city hostage for the hearts of Destruction and Restoration

Coracle-Miracle: which are, btw, also the hearts of purity and chaos

Snow Cone King: How does that work?

Coracle-Miracle: Those two hearts are the strongest and have multiple tie-in clauses, like luck, but that translates to really dangerous and often selfish sorcerers so instead they split into sections within theirs. It’s really interesting actually! Jaclynn O’Conner wrote a really cool book on it, I suggest you read that.

Pigtails ftw: That sounds demonic

Flutetastic: It nearly is

#BBoBL #Bursting Bubbles Of Bad Luck #Miraculous Ladybug #Felix #Felinette #ml fanfic #jaymeow writes #old writing #Felix July 2019 #Felix July 2020 #Timeline what timeline #Crossposting spam #Friday update

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rapunzelbro · 3 months

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Hey girl!!! First off, lemme just say that I absolutely LOVED your recent Angel Dust x reader imagine ❤️❤️❤️ It was legit perfection and my heart was so full the whole time reading it🥹 and I appreciate you doing my request☺️ also!! I wanted to tell you that I would absolutely be interested in seeing what you wanna write for potential Hazbin imagines on your list if you’re okay with that! Here are the ones I would love to see:

- Being a film star with Angel and falling for him

- Angel accidentally hurting you and having a full blown panic attack (gotta love the angst🙃)

-Sacrificing yourself for Angel

-Coming back to the hotel hurt and how the Hazbin gang members react

As you can tell, I’m a big fucking Angel simp😝 lol so any of these would be amazing honestly, but no rush!!

Thanks girlie!!🫶🏼🫶🏼

Hi anon~

You’re so sweet tysm for the compliments you amazing person.

I’d love to talk with you one on one with my ideas on imagines and hear your own and we can plot. I love second opinions!

I love to inform you that the sacrificing yourself fanfic is in the works, and the hurting you accidentally fanfic is out.

Again anon pls feel free to reach out id love to talk!

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rabbitgardens · 10 months

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welcoem to my fuck house

Red | 20 | it/its | main blog

making this sideblog to meet people to play games with and justify my ffxiv subscription!

I dont have very much experience with mmos, and my histories with both gw2 and ffxiv are Falling Madly In Love With It Before Ive Even Beaten The Tutorial and Buying All The Expansions and immediately falling off because of some kerfuffle or another game catching my attention. But i wanna get back into them now!

this blog is a big fat work in progress so mind the dust, I’ll make a proper character list with art/pictures and shit Later

(current list under readmore!)

GUILD WARS 2 CHARACTERS

Revylin- it/any sylvari, cycle of dusk,mesmer. Just call it Revyl! My current main im using to relearn the game! Got converted to the nightmare court as a sapling for its higher than usual magical aptitude, had an Awful Time and was rescued by the Wardens before it could become a knight. Now travels around tyria pursuing a wyld hunt he cant remember (itll be fine!! itll come back to him itll be fiiiiiine) working as a dancer/storyteller before getting tangled up in the Plot

Irysel- she/they sylvari elementalist. max level commander from my original 2019 playthrough! idk if i’ll ever play her again but i remember having such a blast with elementalist i’ll probably try her again eventually

Rika Sunstalker- he/they ash legion charr thief. old dnd character made gw character! the campaign he was in stopped so now he only exists here! a gladium, formerly rika sunblaze, who got his warband killed?? Somehow??? and took the stalker name/joins a pirate crew of other disgraced charr to travel and see the world (still working his details out adldjd)

(I havent made these next few characters ingame yet, but plan to once im farther along!)

Irene- he/she sylvari, cycle of noon, guardian. Warden turned adventurer turned revyl's travelling partner (and eventual co-commander and lover!) Very devout dreamer with a strong sense of justice and desire (read: overwhelming uncompromising need) to be the pale tree's most devout, prized, heroic son. Travels around tyria working up the ranks of the vigil, trying very very Vewy hard to fuffil a wyld hunt she cant remember (all he knows is that it Must be tied to revyl. thats why she feels that way whenever revyl looks at her, right?)

Toymaker Tazzi- she/it/they asura, college of dynamics, necromancer. toymaker who wants to Optimize fun. wants to algorithmically derive the perfect way to Have The Most Fun. do not let her get in contact with revyl shenanigans will ensue

Captain Ashlynn Wednesday- she/any blood legion charr elementalist. another old dnd character hit with the Youre A Charr Now beam! gladium, originally a warrior who nearly drowned during a mission and made a pact with a (dead god?? sea spirit?? sea demon??) to get her elementalist magic, potentially terrifying amounts of magical power held back by the fact that shes a Little Stupid and more likely to blow herself up than anyone else-

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FFXIV CHARACTERS

Ciel D’luxe- he/they viera summoner/archer hes my little meow meow so full of problems. hes a drag queen. he has trust issues. hes trying to find love even though he thinks hes the wettest most miserable man in eorzea. his ex is hunting him for sport. the only reason he became a summoner was because he saw a carbuncle for the first time and Lost It. hes a bitch hes a lover hes my little booboo bear

(havent made these characters ingame yet but plan to!)

alta haragin- she/it au'ra pugilist/lancer (or pugilist/gladiator? i know i can technically have all three but shes gotta have two Mains yknow), Rapscallion Criminal turned pit fighter turned adventurer turned ciels girlfriend and co-captain of ciels adventuring party

drakaz verkach-he/him hroth hhhhheavy armor class of some sort. maybe he'll be the gladiator. the beavis to altas butthead. just here for a good time! please pay no attention to my myriad mental health issues/simultaneous identity crises

(this last guy is a joke character but i honestly cant gey him out of my head maybe ill make him a retainer like i wanna do with kaz)

nagayuki ittetsu-any pronouns au'ra(?) spellcaster who wants to ammase enough power to Become A Primal. he is always and forever getting tricked by ascians/beast clans/random fucking guys and gets Almost Murdered several times-

#about #ffxiv #gw2 #guild wars 2 #i know basically nothing about both of these games so im excited to jump back in!#-> tags for mobile #my art #my screens #talking tag

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2, 7, 8, & 29 for the fic writer ask game pls?

Sure!

2. Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?

Oh gosh. There's so many good ones out there, and my favorite kind of trope use involves mashing a bunch of them together into a tasty stew - Only One Bed is a personal fave that I haven't really done yet lol, but OH. A groundhog day/timeloop fic. Gotta be one of my favorite kinds of character study/fix-it/whump all rolled into one. And the whole batfam in general are already the type of people to play events in their heads over and over trying to figure out what the Right thing would have been to do, how could they have been better...oh yeah. Highly effective psychological torture for them. Especially if there is no Right Answer to breaking the loop 8)

7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

“The elements connect us,” Helaine says as she lays his hand on the surface of the pool. The ice-cold water is always a shock to him at first, and he is careful not to break the surface tension. “The fire warms us; the earth sustains us; the water,” here, her hand joins his on the water’s surface, “flows through us. Feel the blood in your veins, the beat of your pulse in your ears. It is the water of your life, and it has seen all you have seen, and more besides. Much more.” She drags her hand back toward her body at the edge of the pool, and Feldar, sitting opposite, mirrors her. As their fingers drag across the water, the ripples that form spread and merge and create ripples of their own. The water wavers and changes, and Feldar hears it, like a steady drum of war— his own pulse in his ears. He feels it down his arm and in the tips of each finger where they sit on the water, and watches as Gallant’s hooves thunder down a distant road, one he had never seen before, dark under the canopies of ancient trees filled with the webs of spiders. Then Gallant’s hooves pound in the distance, and he sits up from the dirt of the road and sees the knight on the black horse with no device on his shiny steel shield, and a ridiculous straw hat on his head. He is so hungry, and he may be trod underfoot and left to die in the dust, but he has seen no one else on the road for two days, and he is so hungry.

This snippet is from "like the ashes of ash (i saw eyes in the heat)" which is the second in a four part fanfic series I did for Sorcerer's Son by Phyllis Eisenstein. I had to invent the fandom tag for this book series, so check that one off the Ao3 bucket list! :')

I really enjoyed coming up with a structure for how the Seer magic worked; in the book it was left pretty opaque (on purpose lol) and sometimes would have more to do with intuition than anything resembling 'magic', which seemed sensible to me.

I wanted to paste more of this passage in because I'm really proud of the way this scene builds on itself, but it would have been way too long lol - the next four or five paragraphs all start with variations on "Then Gallant's hooves [action]" to indicate a new piece of the past and the future that Feldar is seeing in the pool, and it ends with Helaine explaining how using water to scry changes what and how you see. (Helaine is always shown using water to scry with in the book; I thought it would be more appropriate for his character that Feldar would scry with fire :) hence the naming schema for the series!)

Also, I love indulging in a stream of consciousness writing style, and the ethereal, out-of-body feeling of this scene was the perfect opportunity to make use of it lol

I have a big ol' soft spot for my Sorcerer's Son fics lol - they are for a fantasy book series I'm pretty sure only a handful of people have read - it is...okay! The books are okay. :) I read the first one a year or two ago and fell in love with the protagonists best friend, Feldar Sepwin, who becomes apprenticed to a seer, and promptly adopted him. I wrote the series both as a character study of him, and as a way to give him the boyfriend he deserves ;O;

8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

uh. okay, the dialogue i'm Most proud of is actually from a WIP rn, and at a very spoilery moment fjdslafjsal so I will talk about the next runner up instead lol:

“Catch.” Babs’ hand flashes out to snatch the pill bottle out of the air with a short rattle, reflexes still Batwoman-sharp. It makes him angry in a low, burning sort of way, that constant thrum of rage at the Joker and everything he’s ever done flaring up with a vengeance. She still kicks ass, and she'd kill him if he ever implied otherwise, but— she shouldn’t be in that chair, just like how Jason shouldn’t have died. And the Joker shouldn’t be alive. But she is, and he did. And he still is. She squints at the label on the bottle, then turns her chair to face Jason with a smirk. “You know I have my own allergy meds, right?” Jason shrugs. “Never hurts to be prepared.” Even as he says it, her attention zeroes in on the dog keeping stride with him, and she leans down to hold out the back of her hand for a sniff. “Hey, there,” she says, voice pitching up the way people do when they want babies and animals to like them. Barf. The dog darts up to her, tongue hanging out, and lets her pet it. Its whippy tail wags back and forth as it whuffs excitedly in short, ecstatic barks, and Jason watches incredulously. This is nothing like how his first meeting with the dog went. Where’s the growling and the bared teeth, huh? He makes a face. “He sure warmed up to you quick.” “Jealous?” She asks him, smug. He scoffs. “No.” Yes. “You have the thing?” He asks impatiently. She grins, and pauses scritching the dog behind the ears to snag a USB off her desk. “Catch.” He makes it disappear, grunting his thanks. “I’ll be back later. Have fun with your new BFF.” Babs laughs at him, but then she says, "Hey." He stops where he'd been turning around, and the smile Babs shoots him is a little rye. "Thanks for doing all this. I know you have other shit going on that's important. I appreciate it." It settles his ruffled feathers a little, even if he won't admit it. He grunts. "Yeah, well. It's worth the blackmail material this’ll net me when the replacement's finally back. I'm gonna hold this over his head forever." She raises her eyebrows, amused. "He'll hate that." He grins toothily at her, a little mean. "That's what I'm counting on." When he leaves, he goes out through the roof.

Sit, Stay, Speak was full of little agonies for me as I worked on it lol, and one of those little agonies was Barbara. She was involved largely so that Jason had a reason to be in Tim's apartment and then be made to stay, and as someone for him to bounce off when he needed to talk about what he'd found. She gave him another viewpoint on Tim that he needed to fully grasp the enormity of what he was seeing.

But all that being said, I have gotten most of my understanding of the characters via other people's fic. Turns out, reading primarily JayTim does not afford a lot of opportunities to get to know Babs! Who knew!! So she was a fun challenge.

I like this exchange a lot because it was my opportunity to think about how and why Jason and Babs would be friends. I'm a really big fan of that for them - in my mind, Babs is similar to Tim in that she's more willing to bend some of Batman's rules. She's willing to work with people on the Big Picture, and that includes Jason even when he's not "playing nice". I think they both have that acerbic wit to fall back on, which would make their dish sessions absolutely SAVAGE lmao

This whole fic was an accident in a lot of ways, but more so than anything else, my secondary treatise on Jason & Barbara's friendship was the biggest accident of all! I had no idea we'd get here, and while it's not very long, I think this scene is kind of a microcosm of that exploration.

(Also one of my absolute favorite dialogue/narrative jokes is a direct contradiction from the narration of something a character just says. "No." Yes. Comedy gold.)

29. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

OH MAN OKAY there are so many talented folks out there dsalfjaj some fics that I love I would never WANT to write a sequel/prequel for if only because they already said what needed to be said lol and I always feel strange about piggybacking off of another author's ideas fjdslajf

but oh boy, this one fic I came across a couple weeks ago - Caves & Tunnels by Skalidra.

This fic is so delightful to me; just the rich magical world they imply with Jason and the tunnels under Gotham and Alfred and Bruce and the manor...there's a lot of unexplained supernatural elements, and it's never really touched on whether Bruce performs a similar role to Batman or not. Also Tim and Jason haven't kissed by the end of the story and I'm a romantic who yearns

So I think if I were to write something in this verse, it would be a sequel, and it would explore the beginning of Tim and Jason's relationship alongside Tim's first forays into the world of knowing about the supernatural. Skalidra gets away with a lot of scant explanations due to the nature of ending this fic right at the revelation point, haha - so it would be a lot of work! But it would be So Good OwO

Thanks for the questions! <33

#this was fun! I find it hard to point at any of my old stuff and say 'im proud of that'#because usually my favorite writing is the writing i'm doing right now lol #but I liked being given the opportunity to look back and do that #like yeah i've improved but also the work i did last year isn't terrible lmao #ladytauria #asked and answered #my writing #ask game

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toomanylegos · 1 year

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Back at it again with another post about my journey through/thoughts on The Magnus Archives! This time, I'm tackling Season 2 of the horrifying podcast : )

Also, a small warning, this post is much more wordy than the last Magnus Archives review. I felt like sharing a lot of my little experiences this time and I didn't know how to shave the writing down 😅 So, yeah, it's gonna be a read.

Without further ado, I present...

My Journey Through Season 2 of The Magnus Archives!

!!!MAJOR Spoilers for MAG S2 Ahead!!!

So, I gotta admit, it was really hard to get back on the MAG train because I just needed a break after S1. That and school picked up for me again, so my free time got eradicated. The thing that got me hopping back onto the train was Eggo, my other lovely friends, and my bad habit of accidentally spoiling myself 😅

I roleplay with Eggo frequently and we like to use MAG characters in our roleplays. I like having a full visual of what a character looks like, so I obviously looked up some fanart to see how other people have drawn the MAG characters which, uh, gave me many questions and even more encouragement.

On top of that, my other friends were zooming through Magnus Archives like nothing and I certainly didn't want to be left in the dust! Not to mention that Eggo kept dropping little hints about future events without spoiling too much; even warned me about how Jon will get "very paranoid and turn into a bit of an ass in Season 2."

Damn you Eggo you magnificent bastard-

Anyway, I continued the second part of my auditory journey on March 27th and finished it on April 12th; I decided to take notes on each episode as I listened to help keep my thoughts together. Notes which I then polished up and am now going to share since I thought it'd be funny to expose my mostly unfiltered thoughts about this lovely series :D

My Silly Notes~

Ep. 41

Damn Jon sounds tired already I just want to give him a hug

Oh no, the paranoia arc has started oh shit-

Ep. 42

Pretty cool story but I'm waiting for the supplemental

NO NOT MARTIN!! JON NO! HE'S JUST AN INNOCENT BEAN!

Ep. 43

Man, even the police is pulling cover ups. Makes sense though.

Oh shit he got access to Gertrude's tapes oh shit!

Ep. 44

Oop- Gertrude recording 👀

Okay apparently body horror is the thing that fucks me up

Patience is a virtue Jon, and I'm worried about how paranoid you're getting. I've seen Marble Hornets I know the writing on these walls

Ep. 45

Ima be honest I spaced out in the middle of this statement, and then came back to right when the guy got all the blood sucked outta him exCUSE ME-

Every time Jon comes on with his frantic voiced supplemental I always sigh heavily

Oh shit Martin caught him-

Jon, my brother in Christ, you're stalking Tim???

Ep. 46

My flight or fight response went off at both the mention of a bookstore and the name Michael. Bro the statement just started-

"It was February when I got the Leitner book." moTHERFUCKER NOT AGAIN-

Figured it was The Vast yikers

Considering Sasha got fucking bodysnatched last season, I think I have a good idea about who's going into the tunnels

Oh shit spiders? The Web?? Funky monkey time???

Ep. 47

Oh, this poor woman. She went through a real House of Leaves situation

Nice hearing Jon say he believes a person's statement out loud

Eggo mentioned something about Micheal and doors and now I know what they meant and I am so down

Whomst??

Oh fuck it's Micheal-

OH. MY. FUCKING. HELL MICHEAL!

I take it back I'm not down-

Ep. 48

"...he felt he should at least let me know that I was marked." "...telling me to remember my mother. To keep her face in my mind." Oh. Oh, this sounds familiar...The Stranger?

I was incredibly wrong, but the statement is still terribly nerve-wracking since I'm not fond of large crowds

Well, at least Michael warned Jon about Sasha albeit vaguely

Oh shit Jon got told on!

Not Elias being on the suspect list. It's gonna get wild

Ep. 49

Butcher shop? Cannibalism?? We doing a cannibalism???

Nope it was way worse

Oh Sasha's computer keeps breaking I wOnDeR wHy-

Tim being the honeypot of the group has me cackling-

Elias being a pothead in college also has me cackling

Ep. 50

Love hearing more about Robert Smirke. I'm genuinely curious about him and his weird architecture

Damn this statement has me at the edge of my seat! Jonny Sims truly has a gift for storytelling dear goodness

Oh Tim! It's nice to hear his voice again : )

Tim completely misunderstanding why the policewoman keeps coming around to see Jon made me laugh into my pillow

Oh my Lord I'm sobbing Tim my beloved-

Ep. 51

Ding ding ding! Another name drop: Simon Fairchild! Last time I heard that name a guy got eaten by the DAMN SKY

Oh shit that means this is gonna involve The Vast fuck-

It seems Jon has caught Sasha staring at the table and got a recording of them chatting about it. Very glad about that

Ep. 52

Damn! Another name drop: Robert Montauk! I'm super interested in this statement

Oooh! Jon's getting another Gertrude tape let's go!

"No, the hot one" lol I'm crying

And the awkward explanation y'all I'm dead-

The lights are blowing and the water is bad I am seeing patterns

Thank you nightlight for turning off right when the statement mentioned the completely dark ass room; very appropriate

Another name drop: Maxwell Rayner. I don't remember where I've heard it before though...

Jon just sounds so tired. Please rest my dude

Ep. 53

Woo-hoo! Another statement with Gertrude! And it's both direct from subject and recorded on my birthday :D

Oh this one is rough

Ep. 54 to Ep. 68

Notes have been lost due to failure to save my draft before closing out Tumblr (I'm on mobile)

Ep. 69

Oh Martin, Jon... 😢

Jon why in the hell would you think it's a good idea to go alone oh my god sir

Ep. 70

The statement just started and I'm already being mildly jerked around by the dark humor

This journal is giving a particular energy

...well shit, rest in peace Christopher...

Yup this has gotta be another damn Leitner

Oop- I stand both corrected and disturbed

Ep. 71

New fear unlocked: Subway trains

Annnnnd we're back on the body horror hnnnnngh

This is the most straightforward statement I've ever heard damn

There's someone living in the tunnels, but at least Jon decided to stop going down there 😂

Ep. 72

Revisiting Maxwell Rayner the cult leader let's go!!

👀 🍿

And we back on the cannibalism ho boy

This statement writer thinks like me and I'm kinda unnerved by it...

"Meat is me" I felt my veins turn cold shit-

Holy. Shit. So many name connections!

Ep. 73

Hell yeah! We getting Basira's account of Maxwell Rayner's arrest!!

Okay, I already don't like the dark; this whole statement is just making my minor fear towards it worse

A cult never dies, Jon. It just sleeps for a while...

Ep. 74

As someone who likes to stay up, this one is...deeply upsetting

I also woke up sick so the description of physical fatigue matched up perfectly with how I felt this morning so that added some eerieness-

"Sleep is for the weak," is something I quote often as a joke. This statement made me shiver at the phrase.

Micheal scares the shit outta me

Welp I knew Not-Sasha was lurking in the tunnels, but who the hell is the other guy???

Ep. 75

Man with a lightening scar...why does that sound familiar...?

Ooooooh I remember now

This just made my fear of heights worse ack I do not like Michael Crew

Oh shit! Officer Basira came through hell yeah!!

Ep. 76

Yoooo the ghost hunting lady is back! Melanie King!

Haunted train you say?? 👀

My jaw is dropping at the first hand account from the guy on this train Holy crap!

It's. Not. Sasha. Jon! Listen. To. Melanie!

Ep. 77

Let's hope this Gertrude tape can help give Jon the push he needs to take care of Not Sasha

Hell yeah!! Thank you Gertrude you just gave Jon some very good information!

A proper name for the creature: The Not-Them. An aspect of The Stranger. So much good information...

I'm sorry, it travels??? Horrifying

Jon, my brother in Christ, please don't do this on your own

Ep. 78

The amount of concern I have for Jon, oh my gosh bro-

Something about this scenario just sets off a primal fear in me

Decker...why does that sound familiar too?

AHHHHHH!!!

And now I know why it was in the damn table

Oh, oh Jon....

Please listen to Jon please please please

Ugh or don't cause he shouldn't be alone I'm so torn-

Jon no nononONONO WRONG MOVE!!!!!

Hello Michael 👋 how's it going

hahaha I'm dying

Ep. 79

...are we really opening with one of Martin's poems right now?

Oop- never mind Tim and Martin are on their way! Haha

This is gonna be bad

Oh Martin, my heart goes out to you-

AH SHIT JUMPSCARE

Tiiiiim you can't leave him bro-

Yeah, you kinda jumped the gun Jonny boy...

Oh shit-

Boys, please stop fighting-

Micheal I swear to everything-

I'm not okay Holy shit

Jon, I love you dude, but shut up you'RE TRYING TO HIDE

I'msotenserightnowmyhandsareshakingholyfuck-

"The house of its enemy with the biggest eyes you've ever seen" oh how telling! I'd be intrigued if I weren't fucking terrified

I can't handle Jon breaking down I'm about to cry oh my god-

WHOMST IS THIS NOW!?!

I feel like I need an oxygen tank cause I can't breath enough holy fuck bro-

Ep. 80

I figured Sasha was dead, but...damn, it still hurts a little cause I liked her.

Leitner? As in the Jurgen Leitner?? Are you fuckING KIDDING ME BRO??!?

At least he's...helpful so far...

Yes, your master, Jon...hehe

At least Leitner is taking responsibility for his actions. Can't hate him for that.

I absolutely adore how everything is tying together in this episode. It feels so neat yet still so mysterious, like I'm getting answers, but not as many or as fast as I would like. I love it!

"...something with too many teeth and limbs like knives" "...ran into a door that shouldn't have been there" 👀

Damn, 20 years?? Goodness, Leitner...

"I-I didn't know Gertrude had assistants." "Of course, three of them. Each meeting an unpleasant end." For the sake of both Jon and his remaining assistants, I pray he's not part of a chain either...

Mr. Leitner you are a well of much-needed information huhuhu~

So that's where Eggo got the ant analogy...

Micheal is named The Distortion and The Spiral. Good to know.

I had a feeling it was Elias- wait Gertrude was going to destroy the archive??

Jon, we don't have time dude

Oh shit oh fuck I have fear-

The Unknowing???

THE WAY I FUCKING JUMPED EXCUSE ME WAHT-

Oh Martin, you sweet bean...

Bro, days??? He's been gone for days???

Oh no....

TL;DR

I firmly believe that the goal of any series should be to improve as they tell their story; The Magnus Archives achieves that goal beautifully. Last season, there was some episodes that I didn't find very entertaining. This season, however, I was enthralled by nearly every episode.

The writing, the reading, the sound design, everything just got better and better!

I felt my blood run cold and chills run up my spine several times throughout this season; I was all in on the mystery of Gertrude's murder; I was nervously biting my nails as Jon slipped further into paranoia and Not-Sasha continued to be more suspicious...

I am beyond excited to move on to Season 3 and, eventually, finish the entire series! I have truly and wholly fallen in love with this series 💚💜

#the magnus archives #magnus archives #dear lord this podcast got me fucked up #i love it

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