#i was just kinda drawing whoever came to mind

[unrealmuppet]

A collection!

#a doodle sheet! #no particular reason for featuring these fellas #i was just kinda drawing whoever came to mind #statler and waldorf #statler #waldorf #fozzie bear #fozzie #kermit fhe frog #Kermit #rowlf the dog #rowlf #scooter #walter #the muppets #muppets #muppet #my art #art

[queenpiranhadon]

⚡︎⎸⎸ 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 ⎸⎸‎⚡︎

A/N: You all voted on this poll, and this poll, and this poll and after a LOT of voting ((again) again) , I wrote this for all of you :D Thank you to my first not irl moot, Bee (@swans-chirping-in-the-distance) for beta reading this ily girl 😭 Here's my masterlist! Divider made by @cafekitsune

Warning(s): Enemies to lovers trope, mentions of anxiety, night thoughts (iykyk), reader wants to strangle Sirius lmao, maybe some inaccuracies idk man, reader is a Ravenclaw, reader is in the year below Sirius, reader is a bookworm, reader gets stressed apt academics - don't even try to call people like that nerds, anxiety for this sorta stuff is really serious, reader snaps at Sirius, reader’s nicknames are sweetheart, love and angel, slowburn kinda- they're just figuring stuff out, reader is GN but written with f!reader in mind.

Pairing: Sirius Black x GN!Ravenclaw!Reader

The halls were quiet. 

 Too quiet.  

And you knew that, but it didn’t stop you from traversing the halls of Hogwarts, relishing in the darkness that enveloped the halls, and ultimately concealing you from any prying eyes.  

Stars twinkled through the windows that cast soft rays on moonlight onto the empty halls of Hogwarts, you should’ve felt at ease. 

But you didn’t. 

Technically, you shouldn’t be awake right now, and technically, you shouldn’t be in the halls right now, either, given the strict curfew Hogwarts has on its students. 

Didn’t stop you from leaving though. 

You had just finished a big essay for Herbology, and your anxiety had gotten the best of you, creating the twisting feeling in your gut, the one of failure, your subconscious whispering false notions and spiraling into possible timelines of being forced to work as Filch’s assistant because you failed to pass your exams, and- 

Needless to say, you needed to clear your head.  

Which is why you snuck out of Ravenclaw Tower, and why you were walking through the halls of Hogwarts. 

And why you now found yourself hiding behind one of the almost intimidating, looming pillars in the hall, footsteps resounding through the hallways.  

Your heart pounds - you would for sure be screwed if you were caught. Your mind races, thinking of countless possible ways your life would be ruined if whoever was there found you.  

Your body feels like it’s on fire, buzzing with the urge to run and hide, back into the safety of your sheets; better to give yourself to the torment of your thoughts than be caught in a place you weren’t supposed to.  

You curse mentally to yourself, until a husky masculine voice snaps you out of your mental tirade of self-abuse. 

“You can come out, sweetheart; I won’t bite. I’m supposed to be here as much as you are.” the male says smoothly. He had voice of a man who thrived off his confidence.  

Your body physically slumps in relief at the knowledge that it isn’t a professor. And then the tension came back, once you realized who the voice belonged to.  

Sirius Black.  

The boy in question was in the year above you, but it didn’t stop him from continuing his onslaught of pestering you when he could. And you tolerated it- knowing this was just how the Marauders were sometimes- but then Sirius did the unimaginable.  

You were reading your book- one of mystery and romance, each inked word drawing you in more and more until the book was physically ripped from your hands, your progress lost in the process. To say you were furious was an understatement.  

You probably yelled at him for 20 minutes straight, going on a tangent about how you never do that to someone and that he was an unsufferable prick, and yet all that son of a Blast-Ended Screwt did was stare at you with those stupidly gorgeous eyes and an even stupider grin plastered on his face.  

And after that day, he had made a point to poke fun at you whenever he could.  

Maybe running into a professor in the middle of the night wouldn’t be so bad.  

“I know you’re there, love.” he says; you can practically hear the smug grin on his face.  

“Shove off Black, you’re not supposed to be out either.” you bite, speaking in hushed tones unlike the loud boy on the other side of the pillar you were hiding behind.  

“That may be true, but I’ve never been good at following rules, have I?” he teases, trying to rile you up. “But I seem to have caught the Ravenclaw’s self-righteous angel doing some misdemeanors of their own.” 

You want to wring his neck- stupid Black doesn’t know anything- doesn't know how much your anxiety bothered you at night, and the moment you try to get some reprieve, you have to deal with him.  

“Can you actually shut your mouth?! You don’t know anything about me, and you never will, so stop acting like you can read me so easily, because maybe, just maybe, people have lives outside of you and your thick head Black.” You snap, storming off from your hiding place where Sirius can see you, determined to leave for Ravenclaw Tower. 

But before you can, he grabs your wrist, tugging you backward and into his chest- strong arms wrapping around you and securing your frame, effectively trapping you in his embrace.  

“There you are.” he whispers. 

You feel your face heat up, the proximity of the two of you was unbearable, his warm breath fanning over the back of your neck. You tense up, and yet, some part of you melts into his touch- and you hate it.  

“What in the world are you talking about, Black.” your tone harsh but no bite.  

You feel his head tilt up. The arms encircling you tighten as his tone turns thoughtful. 

“Do you hate me?” 

That caught you off guard. “What?” you stutter, taken aback. 

“Do you hate me, angel.” he repeats calmly, still looking through what you think in the window on the opposite wall from the both of you.  

You look down in contrast, mulling over his words. Do you hate...Sirius Black? Sure, he annoyed you to the end of the world, made your blood boil to the point where he could cook pasta with it, and made you want to rip the strands of your hair out, but somehow, hating him didn’t seem right. It didn’t sound right, the words hate and Sirius Black.  

“No.” you whisper, deciding to look up at the window with him. “I can’t.” 

You know he’s smiling when he softly says, “Me neither.”  

You both don’t say anything after that, silence ringing out through the halls of Hogwarts, and after a few minutes of just standing there in each other's presence, you speak.  

“So where does that leave us?” 

#sirius black x you #sirius black x reader #sirius black fluff #sirius black #sirius orion black #sirius x reader #sirius black angst #sirius black x y/n #the marauders #mauraders #maurauders era #the marauders era #sirius black x fem!reader #sirius black x gn!reader

[stealingpotatoes]

Invitation to talk about Sayuri and Nymie?

:D CAN OF WORMS: OPENED!! i'll tell u abt how they got found as Jedi

ok so Sayuri is one of the students that doesn't rlly go home bc there isn't much to go back to. Basically her parents were Rebellion pilots (or one was a pilot the other a mechanic. kinda unsure) but were both killed in action against the Empire abt 3-4ABY ish. obvs the Rebellion couldn't look after a 7-8yo while fighting the Empire

so the remainder of the squad manage to get her back to her parents' home village/ where she was born. so having like Everything change all at once leaves her pretty ?? and gives her some serious trusting-her-environment issues. her coolgirl "i dont care" persona is very much a result of this bc she's worried abt getting too comfy in smthn. (which is at odds w the OTHER issue she got from this event which is "deathly afraid of flying" an issue not helped if Master "traffic laws are just guidelines" Skywalker is piloting. but she tries 2 act like shes fine)

this is gonna get kinda long so im gonna smack some unposted art here and then go into a readmore

anyway fast forwarding to when Sayuri's abt 13 (roughly 9aby) she's visiting her parent's old squadron on a New Republic bc they'd all come visit whenever she could and after the Empire's fall they did a lot more pick her up and fly her to a base to ALL see her. and they're like omg Sayuri you came at the PERFECT time bc this rlly amazing pilot war hero who's also some like. mystical whatever is here!! he's on his way to some magic place we heard. maybe u can meet him!! which sayuri meets w her usual whatever bc she's not that gassed abt war heroes.

very worth noting that the squad's probably all seen her move shit with her mind, but theyre like oh you know how it is with teenage girls. the "nobody knows what a jedi is" + "the empire existed for a decent bit of her childhood" thing has kept anyone from being like yeahh sayuri should like. talk to someone abt this.

anyway she goes along when the squad are like c'mon let's see if we can see him. ok the only way i can describe this is you know the spiderverse like... spidey-sense recognition thing? that's basically what happens LOL Luke and Sayuri both have a FORCE USER RECOGNISED?? moment and Luke then makes a beeline for her then realises oh shit tiny teenager not jedi. would you LIKE to be a jedi?? and sayuri who hates her village and is feeling the strongest emotional connection she's felt in forever w this stranger she met 2 seconds ago is like okay fuckin sure yeah. and woo jedi!!

i posted my unposted nymie art yesterday but likkeeee pretend theres some here <3

So Sayuri falls into the "one of the Jedi found them thru the force or by chance" category of students who get found. However Nymie very much falls into the second category, which is "CAN SOMEONE DEAL WITH THIS WEIRD SUPERPOWERED CHILD FOR US????"

So 2 things about Nymie: 1. like i've said before, she's from a very rich high class pantoran family. super stuck up, mostly raised by nannies & tutors, but somehow Nymie just didn't get the stuck-up genes like all her (4!!) siblings who are just obsessed w their social standing etc and is instead just :D all the time. 2. her proficiency ig is the living force esp in the 'good at connecting to animals' way (which I think means I legally need to draw her w Ezra).

so the former often led her to escaping her family's stuffy parties and galas or whatever (usually to whoever's house it is' garden or somewhere she wasnt meant to be) to find something interesting. usually a pet <3 one particular time when she was 9 she was following her Pet Sense but couldnt find anything in the house. so she kinda just reached out more and long story short thats how Nymie managed to call this hugemassive beast (i'd tell u what it was if i knew pantoran animals LOL) out of the nearby countryside to her. massively distressing for everyone, all these rich ppl were like "OH MY GOD I NEARLY DIED" (it didnt attack anyone). very funny exciting time for Nymie who was enjoying this new beastie friend til animal control showed up. saddening. everyone is confused bc HOW did that happen

a dude old (and cool) enough to have seen more than one jedi in their heyday (+ idk uni researcher knows his shit) noticed what happened w it going straight to Nymie and overheard her account and realised what happened and was like hi nymie's parents. i think u need to get into contact w the new republic bc thats a jedi right there (which they take and go oo social climbing. we have a jedi child people will think we're cooler. bc theyre assholes)

and yeah im losing steam now but luke shows up and she joins the academyyay!

#i tried to NOT go on a 2000 hour ted talk #bc im pretty sure i could give a solid 5k of meta on top of any explanations of abt... 95% of my OCs lolll #which does mean this comes off as a lil messy but hey #sayuri ireshla #nymie #oc #original characters #luke's students

[jqhotchner]

midnight sky

what you were doing was absolutely insane! you just met the man not even twenty four hours ago. but the connection the two of you had was incredible, almost like you were made for each other. maybe you were.

the day started off like every other morning. you groaned as your alarm clock went off, got out of bed, took a quick shower, brushed your teeth, and finally made it down town to your favorite local coffee shop.

you ordered a basic coffee and a pastry before sitting in your normal spot, far in the back. you took your laptop out of your bag and began grading papers, groaning and rolling your eyes at the students who didn’t turn in a paper yet.

after about thirty minutes you heard commotion outside. normally you’d ignore it. it’s new york city after all, it was always filled with nosy people. today was different! flashes came from the window, almost blinding you more than the sun.

you heard people screaming as if someone fell and died. you looked up and saw the paparazzi outside. frowning, you grabbed your things and headed for the door.

“shit! im sorry, love!”

groaning at your coffee spilling on the ground, you were ready to yell at whoever this pretentious actor or whatever he was! not caring if the media and his fans tore you a new one.

“watch where you—”

you couldn’t even finish your sentence. he was the most beautiful man you had ever seen. from his buzzed hair cut, beautiful brown eyes, tattooed neck, and his attire. he was the most attractive man you’ve ever seen.

“are you alright, babe?” even his accent was perfect.

“uh—yeah—yeah! im sorry.”

he chuckles, “it’s my fault, really.”

you were frozen. completely mesmerized by this beautiful man in front of you. your heart skipped a beat.

“it’s fine—um, i should get going.” you began walking away, pushing through the loads of paps. you needed to get far away so you could get that man out of your mind.

unfortunately the moment you got home you looked him up. you needed to know who he was and where he was from. you searched the location of the coffee shop and found tmz reporting the images.

“zayn malik. fuck, even his name is perfect!” you dived into everything zayn malik and began to sigh. soon you find his instagram, noticing he only had a few post. you assumed he deleted his old post due to him starting a new era for his next album.

biting your lip you sigh as you close your eyes processing. god, where you an idiot for even thinking about messaging him. maybe? you knew he probably got thousands of messages everyday, but it was something about him. you click on his profile, clicked on message, and began typing.

‘hi..god, you probably won’t see this, most likely won’t even open it, won’t bat an eye, but i thought i should text you. i guess im intrigued you could say.’

you wait patiently until you heard your phone vibrate. you had never picked up your phone so quickly. you smiled hugely when you saw it was him that sent you a message.

‘hey! normally i don’t open this app unless im posting something about me music or a selfie. coffee shop girl, right?’

smiling, you typed,

‘yeah! sorry about spilling that coffee by the way. im normally not that clumsy.’

‘haha!’

‘it’s cool, babe. got a three year old! use to clumsy.’

‘oh? didn’t noticed you had a kid. gonna be honest, i kinda went on a bit of a stalker session finding you.’

‘really? that’s cute!’

‘yeah! got a daughter. she’s the sweetest thing even!’

‘i love kids! i always wanted to teach kids instead of middle schoolers. kids love the color and draw. middle schoolers love to gossip and fight.’

‘ha! not ready for that at all!’

‘you’re a teacher, huh? that was my career path before i became a musician.’

‘i enjoy teaching! wanted to since i could remember!’

‘you guys are doing great work! deserve a pay raise!!’

‘tell that to the us government. 😩’

‘fuck them all!!!’

‘agreed!’

‘how bout i meet you up for a coffee? promise, no paps this time?’

‘right now?’

‘yeah…is that okay, babe?’

‘yeah—yeah! ill be there in twenty.’

‘cool! see you soon ;)’

you never got ready so fast in your life. heading downstairs from your building and walking a few blocks to the coffee shop, you spot zero paps and zayn sitting inside your booth. you smile before walking into the building. when he spots you, he smiles at you, stands up, and gives you a hug.

“hey.”

“hi.” you sit in the seat right across from him.

“never got your name. your instagram account doesn’t give it away.”

you blush. you created your instagram when you were in middle school. being overly obsessed with harry potter as a kid and extremely dorky, you had to go with ‘voldedork_hp,’

you never got around to changing it. now you regret that decision one hundred percent. “im sorry about that. a little embarrassed.”

“don’t be! it’s cute. im a huge harry potter fan myself. i went as voldemort last halloween as a mater-of-fact.”

“my names yn.”

“it’s nice to meet you yn. you have a lovely name by the way.”

you snort. feeling like your name was completely bland compared to his!

“may i ask where you’re from? your accent, it’s pretty thick, even for someone born in the uk.”

zayn chuckles. “yeah! m’from bradford england. my pops is pakistani so my accent comes out a little bit stronger i guess. what about you? you don’t sound like a new yorker.” he takes a sip of his coffee.

“im not! born and raised in texas actually.”

“texas, huh? you’re a little way from home, yeah?”

“i got a full scholarship for new york university! i couldn’t pass on that opportunity.”

“brains and beauty, huh?”

you blush. he was definitely a flirt! the two of you got to know one another for the next four hours. you both lost track of time. zayn phone blows up and he continues to ignore it. enjoying his time getting to know the pretty woman across from him. you were loving the company and conversation. it felt like you knew each other for the longest time. you were both laughing and listening to each other tell some crazy story. it felt right.

“how about we get out of this coffee shop, yeah? maybe walk around new york? i promise, no paps. i know places they’ll never go.” he winks at you. you nod before getting out of the booth. zayn grabs your hand and interlocks your fingers.

you were surprised but you didn’t object or pull away. zayn paid for his coffee, leaving a generous tip before leaving. you walk hand and hand around new york, enjoying each other’s company. you continued to talk about everything. the two of you got along so well, you felt crazy for already falling for him. you just met the man! how could you already have such strong feelings for the musician? were you seriously losing your mind? you just couldn’t help how you felt though.

zayn felt the same way. it’s why, standing in front of a courthouse, holding your hand as the moonlight shines, he got the craziest idea. he stops, looks you in the eye, and caresses your cheek. “may i kiss you, babe?”

you blushed, nodding nonetheless. when his lips touched yours, you felt the whole world stopped. god, how could such a beautiful man be this perfect? when he pulls away he grabs your hand and runs across the street. it was like faith, standing in front of a kay jewelers and a bridal shop. you laugh as he looks at you with the biggest grin on his face.

“what?”

“this is gonna be the craziest thing ive ever done or said but, i just—i feel like ive known you for the longest time. you’re beautiful, funny, smart, and amazing. i—i feel like we’re meant to be, meant to meet each other. and you, god maybe this is insane! you can totally say no, kick my ass, slap me, whatever you want, but this is just perfect. it’s almost like faith,”

“what is it?” you asked nervously.

“a jeweler, a bridal shop, and a courthouse right across the street. maybe this is the universe telling us to just go for it. let’s get married.”

normally if a man had asked you this you’d laugh in his face. you’d think he was absolutely insane for even suggesting this idea. but seeing all the key details, it’s like a story from a fairytale! who were you to pass up a fairytale story?

“okay!”

“yeah?”

you nod your head. zayn kisses you passionately before calling up taryn to be a witness! once he convinced her, he grabs your hand, head into the jewelry parlor, the two of you pick your rings before going to the bridal shop and grabbing the most gorgeous dress and a suit, before heading across the street to officially get married.

“are we doing this, forreal?”

“yeah, yeah we are! let’s get married, baby!”

and before you know it, you become misses malik. a true fairytale.

i really hope you all like this fic! it’s not enough zayn fics out there and i need people to make some!

what do you think?

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[panickingpansexuality]

Did Something Bad (Part 1?)

Gifs not mine

Darry X Reader

Darry gets jumped and you rain hellfire down on the ones who touched him.

Tws: mentions of kinda kidnapping, men being sleezy, revenge plot, threats and mentions of violence.

You were at the house tidying up when you heard Pony screaming from outside. Immediately, you ran outside and saw him running towards the house.

"They got Darry! The Socs came and jumped us and-and there's ten of them, Darry he-he."

"Breathe Ponyboy." You said trying to stop your worry from being apparent. "Go sit down, I'll be right back. You understand me? Don't you dare leave the house. Call Soda and Tim ok?"

He nods as you run out the door in the direction Pony came, you figured that they must've been walking home from the movies or school and there's not too many ways the Socs can follow through with eh fences and if Darry was trying to get them to follow him then he'd take one of the main roads.

You hate to say you were right, but you were. You found him nearly knocked out against a building clutching his side two miles from the school.

"Darry?!" You say in a panicked voice, he looks up and gives you a half smile.

You run to his side and pull out your first aid kit from your bag, Darry, knowing the drill by now pulls up his shirt.

"Jesus fucking Christ." You whisper looking at the damage. "Pony said there were ten of them. Is that true?"

"Eleven." Darry muttered out. "Thankfully I got half of them before they did this to me."

Rage consumed you. How many knives had been covered in Greasers blood cause a Soc couldn't keep their hands to themselves? Why couldn't they just leave y'all alone? They always wanted a fight. Always.

You knew Greasers pulled their fair share of punches but the amount of times you've had to run to someone because some high class snob wanted to fight was ridiculous.

As you patched Darry up, Dally's car came passing by, the tires screeched to a stop as he saw you two. He gave you a lift back home while Darry filled him in on what happened.

When you got home you sent Darry straight to bed, without so much as a fight from him.

Dally stuck around and waited to see everyone else.

"Pony," you say gently. "Do you remember who all was there?" You ask.

He shakes his head.

"I know the license plate number." He says.

"Perfect." You say grabbing a pencil and writing it down.

"Now wait a minute (y/n)," Dally says. "What are you doing?"

"Youu'll find out." You reply.

The next day you walk home with Pony, Johnny, and Dallas from school.

"Point them out." You tell Ponyboy as you three sit by the steps of his school, and he does so perfectly.

Over the next week you follow those boys around, finding out where they go every night, what they do after school and even where they live. You're not proud of it, but you're tired. So fucking tired of being scared for your boys, tired of living through this every Goddamn day. They were going to pay.

"I need a favor." You tell Dallas Friday night.

"Ok.." he says uneasy.

"I need you, Tim, and whoever else we can get to come with me to the Drive in tonight. Don't tell Darry or Pony, you're going to wait while I draw those boys out. You'll know when to step in."

"So what else do we get out of this other than beating up some Socs?"

"Free cigarettes for two months." You say.

And wouldn't you know it the boys were in on it for less, Tim and Curly needed some extra convincing but you certainly didn't mind it.

Darry was working late that night, so you were able to get as dolled up as possible and quite frankly you looked like a hooker.

You slipped out of the house without any notice, and the group that so very kindly volunteered went with you to the drive in. You say in the drive in by the snack bar and just as you predicted the bait took.

"Hey sugar." The first boy said. "Whatcha doing out here by your lonesome?"

"My date stood me up." You say with your biggest puppy dog eyes. "I feel like my whole nights ruined.."

"Oh don't worry dear," the boy said running his hand up your thigh, "I'm sure we can make it better." You but your lip and pulled him out of the drive in by the woods.

"You're so sweet." You say stopping with your back up against a tree.

The boy leaned in to kiss you and that's when the Dally struck him behind the head, knocking him out cold.

"One down," he said.

You led the ten other boys out in identical ways until all eleven of them were being dragged into the middle of the woods, tied up and gagged.

"You're fucking crazy (y/n)." Tim said putting on the ski mask.

"it'll work." You say lighting a fire around the tied up circle. "They'll be scared shitless."

"Hope this doesn't backfire."

"It won't." You say, "We're not using specifics."

When the boys woke up, they were terrified, so screaming and struggling like it was gonna help, you laughed, and whoever could turn their heads, did. Around them the boys who volunteered to help had paper bags that looked like they had guns in them.

"Shut up!" You finally yelled.

They did.

"So not only are all of you sleezy little dirt bags but you also like to attack helpless people."

Some of them shake their heads, the nerve.

"Now," you say. "I could easily kill you all right here but I'm feeling so generous. You're going to all swear that you'll never attack anyone again. You'll find ways to get your kicks anyway and anywhere else but the Greasers side of town. You'll stay away from any Greaser, even if they're calling you out. Or else the next time you wake up you'll be six feet under. Do we understand?"

They all nodded.

"Good." You say sweetly, the boys drop their bags to the ground and pull out blades just as you do.

"but just so we understand each other."

You don't cut anywhere vital, and you leave a butter knife outside the circle of fire for when it burns out. Quite frankly in your opinion you were being so kind.

You all go to Bucks for the evening drinking away that entire night.

"Fucking crazy." Dally tells you, "That was kinda hot."

You laugh and pass him his payment.

"Well," you say. "Couldn't have done it without you and your friends from out of town."

"Hey!" Tim says from beside you. "Of course I mean you two as well!" You say with your hands up.

"(y/n)," Dally says, "We should tell Darry about tonight."

"Hell no." You say, "This would terrify him just as much as it did you guys, I never want you to see me like that again."

"Why not?" Dally asks, "It was hot and powerful."

"I'm not that woman Dallas." You say, "I did it to protect you guys and to get revenge for Darry. That's it. It's done."

"He should know." Tim said.

"And what if it injures his masculinity? I know you guys don't view him as any less after what happened but right now he needs to heal. Maybe when he's healed up but not now."

"Ok." Tim says smoking a cigarette, "But you gotta tell him."

When you get home Darry is waiting on the chair, you've changed out of the clothes from earlier into some jeans and a shirt.

"Hey Superman." You say smiling.

"Hey," he says sleepily. "Where were you?"

"With Dally and Tim, sorry I should've left a note."

"It's ok." He says.

You go to his chair and sit on his lap, kissing him sweetly and long enough for him to smile into it.

"How ya feeling?" You ask.

"Better." He grunts. "It'll scar but I'll be fine."

"Another spot for me to kiss." You say kissing him again, your hands run up his chest and he pulls you closer.

"Bed time?" He asks.

You two go upstairs and he kisses you, letting you take the lead this time, you have him feeling loved and have his legs shaking by the time you're done. You clean up the both of you and quickly Darry falls asleel. You're still awake. You know what you did will work, but looking up at your sleeping lover you wish it didn't have to come to this in the first place. Darry lets out a small snore and you smile softly, but for him, for the boys.. you'd do anything.

#darry curtis x reader #darrel curtis #darrel curtis x reader #darrel curtis imagine #darry curtis #darry x reader #the outsiders x reader #the outsiders book #the outsiders imagines #the outsiders 1983 #the outsiders #the outsiders headcanons #possibly triggering #potentially triggering

[daymxre]

connect

kuroo tetsurou x reader

tw: accident & blood!

———

your husband, kuroo tetsurou got into an accident.

the moment you heard the news, your phone dropped to the floor but it didn’t crack that bad.

still, your heart shattered.

how are you supposed to stay still with the newly received news? you picked up your cracked phone, still functioning (fortunately), grabbed the car keys and headed out of the apartment you live with kuroo tetsurou.

“please.. please..” you muttered, with your shaky hands, starting the car and drive immediately to the place you were told.

“be alright..” you whispered, begging at the edge of desperation.

still driving, you did not care of the people that kept honking their cars at you for breaking the rules of being a careless driver on the road. for you, those noises were muffled to your ears and your priority right now is your husband, kuroo tersurou. at this point, you could be in fast and furious - yes, the movie.

the moment you arrived, your paces were fast, even though you hate running, you could win a marathon for running as fast as lightning. flash, perhaps? you reached the counter, didn’t want to waste a second to ask, “hi, I’m looking for a patient named kuroo tetsurou.”

“he is in the ICU, right now. are you his wife?” the receptionist said, looking at your worried figure.

“yes, I’m kuroo y/n. may I know the room, at least?”

the receptionist gave you all the information you need and you proceeded to head to the room that you have to wait outside. you have the urge to break the door open without waiting. you are kinda impatient but you didn’t want to cause trouble so you wait outside.

what felt like an hour and half, a doctor came out of the room, he noticed you and approaches you which you finally look up to see the doctor.

“you must be kuroo tetsurou’s wife?”

“yes, doctor. how is his condition?”

the doctor sighs audibly, he seems hesitate but he still needs to tell the person in front of him. “fortunately, we managed to save him,” hearing that first sentence from the doctor had you relieved at first until he continues, “he has some internal bleeding in his liver. apparently, we need more blood to keep him stable. it is due to his brain damage and blood loss. do you know anyone that has the same blood type as him?”

“I have the same blood type as him, doctor. I don’t mind giving mine as long as it means to save him,” you told the doctor, holding tears so it wouldn’t fall on your cheek. you have to be tough in this situation.

“alright, we will give you some time for you to rest and then we can proceed with drawing the blood,” the doctor informed.

some time passed, you are ready to draw your blood. you sat beside his bed, looking at all the wires connected to him. you hate seeing this sight, especially it’s him. ‘it should’ve been me,’ you thought, no expression showed on your face but deep down, you feel rage, anger, sadness, scared and more to describe.

“stay strong, my love,” you whispered, followed by a smile.

whoever did this to your husband, may death welcomed them in an unpleasing way.

“kuroo y/n, are you ready?” the doctor asked and you nodded as an answer.

kuroo’s pov

my eyes are taking a lot of time to open. white lights blinding my eyes that made me close my eyes right away. i can hear the beeping sounds of the machine, ‘yes.. I got into an accident.. at least my memory isn’t- wait- MY WIFE!’

I sat up straight at the thought of my wife, how long have I been here? is my wife alright? am I still dreaming? the sounds of my bones cracked, shit, I’m in reality.

I pinched myself and looked at the other bed that is placed beside me. that figure laying on the bed is definitely my wife. I can recognize those familiar features. what happened? why is she here? why is she not awake?

“oh- kuroo-san, you’re awake. I guess your wife still need more sleeping time,” a voice was heard as the person- doctor, came in. “your wife is alright. she just needs rest. you too, kuroo-san,” the doctor added, helping me to take off the napping mask as he knows I wanted to speak.

“I don’t understand why is she here,” I mumbled, unsure if that is loud enough for the doctor to hear.

“she gave her blood to you. it has been two days now. she fainted right after giving the blood. she woke up this morning, by the way. she said she wanted more sleep after having breakfast,” the doctor explained, a sigh of relief escaped my lips.

“I guess I’ll wait for her to wake up. I want her to see me as the first person when she wakes up,” I said and then I heard a chuckle from her.

wait- did she just-

“you’re the one who got into an accident, idiot. that should be me saying it to you,” y/n said, sitting up straight to face me.

“I thought you were asleep?” I asked, facing the doctor who gave a shrug.

“you think it was easy for me to sleep at the thought of you might actually die?!”

this time, it’s my turn to laugh lightly but painful because of the newly fresh broken bone. it didn’t have to be removed, fortunately.

the doctor joined in a second-short laugh. “you only have a broken right elbow and the back of your neck. it will take months to heal. therefore, your brain was the most complicated one. fortunately, it solved. kuroo tetsurou will be discharged in two weeks while kuroo y/n can be discharged today,” the doctor informed.

“that’s good to know. thank you, doctor,” y/n said, giving a light bow but part of me feel guilty.

“I shall give time for the two of you,” the doctor said and leaves the room.

“I’m sorry, babe. I’m going to cause you trouble because I got into an accident- I-,” my words were cut off by her shushing.

“shhhhh, I don’t want to hear apologies. it’s not your fault. I’m going to do some investigations on who did this so they would get a payback, okay? I’m going to take care of you this time. you have been taking care of me-.”

“we have been taking care of each other, y/n.”

y/n gave a smile, “yeah, right.”

“now that I know you gave your blood to me. this means we’re really meant for each other,” I said, pausing myself. “I love you, kuroo y/n. we will never separate from each other because you’re my lover, my life, my wife, my forever, we’re connected.”

“pfft how poetic of you even after this,” y/n stated, pointed out about this accident, which means, trying to tease me.

“hey! that shows how much I love you, y/n!”

y/n laughed, and continues, “‘we're like the blood in our veins. we must flow without stopping. keep your oxygen moving and your mind working.’ wasn’t that how you set the mood back in high school? well, that time, my brain only worked to do anything for you as long as it would save your life. and the fact that nekoma’s banner written as ‘connect.’”

“iconic how the blood and connect were mentioned and now your blood and my blood are connected and flowing in my veins! no metaphor intended!”

“yeah okay, I love you too, kuroo tetsurou.”

#haikyuu #kuroo tetsuro x you #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!! #kuroo x reader #kuroo angst

[atwistedandbrokentale]

I just watched Steven Universe movie with the Vriska universe in mind (specifically with Springtrap as Spinel) and it was a trip

So basically William Afton came to earth in his glitchtrap form with the injector only he had a crack in his gem and was, well, glitching. When he got hit with the rejuvenator (it looked more like an axe then a psyche), he reverted to his human self from the movie. He acted normal. Too normal. Like he was faking his emotions.

His glasses were foggy so you couldn’t see his eyes but they would clear up when he got creepy. You know, symbolism. Vriska didn’t trust him. Also he was the one to volunteer to hurt whoever Sapphire is in this au and was way too into it.

When his memories started to come back, instead of crying, he started smiling all creepy. And drift away wasn’t sad. It told his backstory, how he was an average cut of gem (an amethyst if you ask me, because they’re purple) and started to shatter gems seemingly out of nowhere.

Oh and those mini cluster gems from “Keeping It Together” and “Nightmare Hospital”? Those were all him. He was eventually caught and set to be executed. The way I see it, the spring Bonnie suit was to mock him before his death. But as you know, he got spring locked and everyone thought “well he’s already dead” so they left him. But he was still alive and couldn’t move for 6,000 years.

One day a girl named Vanny found him and took him outside. He was finally free. And he thanked Vanny by trying to kill her. In self defense, she cracked his gem. The reason he came to earth was to “finish what he started.” Basically if he’s going down, he’s taking everyone down with him.

The rest of the movie goes basically the same but without trying to redeem him. You know because he’s a monster. In “True kinda of love” Springtrap’s gem kept cracking and he kept glitching until he looked like some kind of goop monster mimicking a rabbit. And “change” was a way to distract him because his crack was getting so bad that he’ll die on his own. It worked.

As his gem started to break, he started glitching hard, eventually landing on his original form before it broke forever. And yes, his last words were: "I always come back". Spoiler alert, no he doesn’t. Everyone was glad he died. Oh and Michael Afton got Spinel’s happy ending. Because he deserves it.

Like I said, it was a trip. This was fun, I might get around to drawing this soon

#can you tell I hyperfixated on this? #tw murder #tw serial killers #tw killing #tw death #fnaf purple guy #purple guy #william afton #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf william afton #five nights at freddy's #steven universe the movie #steven universe spinel #spinel #vriska undertale #vriska universe #infodump #rambles

[mayg0espostal]

saw the opportunity to rant about my favorite characters and went for it. you would not believe just how long i obsessed over wilson from don’t starve. i mean sure the big big hyperfixation part where i kept drawing him and telling my friends about him was majorly just throughout middle school and it died out a lot after that, but oh my gosh i still love that goober so much. i think i just have a thing for tall lanky characters who either act goofy or funny without hiding it, or who try their best to act oh so professional and wise but are a goofball at heart. i mean you see wilson just doing his best to make a new invention in the original cutscene / opening animation for ds, but i mean you can’t say he isn’t a stubborn goober, just look at him. and the outfit. oh my gosh the outfit. i love his waistcoat so much and i mean his hair too, everything just ties in together and in conclusion he is a wonderful little goofball that lived rent-free in my brain for years and still does. but now i’ve def moved onto focusing on a lot of other funny characters from other indie games but that gentleman scientist holds a special place in my brain / heart.

originally was going to end this at the wilson ted-talk but nah im gonna talk more since this to me also feels like a really fun writing exercise, i hope you don’t mind.

not sure which blorbo came after wilson, but i’m sure whoever it was had also come from an indie game roguelike. pretty sure it was bobby / the prisoner from dead cells. i mean, especially with how fast paced that game can be, i love the little moments where you can talk to npcs and listen to basically bobby’s thoughts. and i love the concept of him just being like this. sentient and pretty much immortal lump of what looks like guts that can always possess bodies for his own. and that detail of him specifically preferring headless bodies is just so neat for some reason since i mean with the concept of him being immortal and all that, you kinda wouldn’t think he’d have interests and that he’d just be focused on his goal. but i think i also just mainly really love like how he’s drawn / depicted in all of the dlc trailers, like he’s so much more clumsy.

was gonna go even further but im gonna stop here. before i send this i just wanted to leave a few more notable blorbos of mine. well i mean wilson and bobby are kinda just the main ones but there’s also stanley and the narrator from the stanley parable, spamton kinda fits into the list, and the most recent one is the pilot from the indie roguelike enter the gungeon.

hell yeah this is what i'm talking about thank you for your time i'm so happy you love that character so much to write so much about them. whenever you feel the need to do anything like this again please do, i loved reading through this and i wish i had the patience to write that much about postal dude...

[trash----panda]

PT 3 (cause i got some motivation)

The truck came to a stop, almost knocking Dendro over when it lurched, though he quickly stabalized using his tail to balance. He starred up at the front console, still kinda anxious about the whole thing. They werent a combat team, they werent even cleared for self-defense, so if anything happened they were only allowed to run away. He glanced at Joey, she didnt seem half as worried as him, wasnt she scare of the mutations? His sigh was loud enough to catch her attention.

"what?" Her voice snapped him out of it for a moment, he just kinda starred at her as he fastened his mask "nothing, really just ... Havent really had a partner for this before"

"for what?" She literally hadnt listened to a word said, off in her own little world

"scouting.... what we were sent to do"

"....."

"they just told us"

"doesnt ring a bell"

He was glad she couldnt really see his face through his mask, this was gonna be hell to get through. "Whatever lets just hurry, and dont touch anything" he went to the back of the vehicle, opening it up and stepping out, making a log that the vehicle was left on Acorn Drive, it's always better to make sure you arent lost, espeacially in a place like this. The buildings around them looked long abandoned, crumbling and overgrown, it bothered Dendro but this just reminded Joey of the hive she grew up in. She flew up and sat on his shoulder, figuring it'd make less noise if she didnt fly. He was very obviously hesitant but started exploring anyways, occasionally feeling for his dagger on his hip, good, it was still there.

After what felt like ages to the pixie they finallt made it to the abandoned mall, supposedly they were supposed to be searching the area to make sure no new mutations had spawned, and if so, notify the clean up crew. Dendro was cautious, searching quietly and watching for any movement. While Joey was pretty sure nothing was out to get them, getting bored and deciding to explore.

(TW. Slight Gore, Fear, Loss of limb)

She had gone ahead and found an old clothing store, spotting the section with pins, picking each up and examining them. Giving a small chuckle at some of the jokes. Dendro spotted her, still talking in a hushed whisper "what are you doing"

"there's nothing here, we should take something as compesation"

"what? No what if it has germs"

"what are you, 5?" She rolled her eyes

"you know what i mean, i could get infected"

"yah right, like you, the most carful of us, would get infected from a little piece of plastic that says...." she starred at it "i cant actually read this one"

He got ready to continue arguing, but stopped himself, spotting some movement in the back, drawing his knife "Joey" he hissed. She just ignored him, kinda bitter now "it isnt even that big of a deal, i can be as loud as i want" she threw one of them down to prove a point, raising her voice "no one is even here-"

She didnt have time to finish the second, he'd tried to reach her in time but she was too far away, a large mutation, standing a good 9 ft tall (3 meters) had clamped it's teeth around her, probably not even noticing as it simply swallowed. Dendro starred in disbelief, he didnt know what to do, his mind racing. His eyes locked on her severed arm, the growl snapped him out of it, looking at this... this thing. It used to be a person but that was hard to tell, having no eyes now it moved on all fours, looked more like a dog than whoever it used to be. It hadnt heard him yet, he had a chance. He sucked in a silent breath, his chest feeling tight as he inched through the store. He knew protocal, abandon your partner. He knew it was best, just abandon your partner. But he couldnt, fuck, he was probably gonna get written up for this. He silently made his way behind it, tensing when it started sniffing around, he held as still as his body would let him, waiting for it to walk by before trying to throw himself against it.

It screamed, at least it sounded like one, screeching and flailing as he clung to it's hide, trying to push his dagger in. There was no way this was gonna work right? But he couldnt let go now or he was next. He managed to wedge the blade between it's ribs, perking up as he pushed it deeper, just out of reach as the creature snapped it's jaws at him. He knew his arm wasnt strong enough so he used his claws to pull himself up more. Pushing the blade down with his foot, leaving a sizable gash down it's side. That seemed to do the trick, he got lucky this one wasnt stable enough to survive a wound like that. Getting bashed against the ground as it collapsed on top of him. He had to struggle to get free, pushing it over and starring at the wound. His stomach was doing flips just thinking about it, but he had to, he pushed his hand inside, gagging a little. Even with the suit creating a barrier he could feel the organs when he pushed them around. There. He grabbed and pulled, starring at the stomach in front of him, seriously debating if this was worth it. He sliced it open, temporarily forgetting how gross it was when he spotted the pixie. He scooped her up as quickly as possible, holding her in one hand while pressing on her back with his fingers, just until she coughed and started breathing again. Relief flooding him.

(End of trigger warning area)

"you're alive"

She was still a little dazed, espeacially with the lack of oxygen "duh" she coughed again, feeling like she might throw up.

He paused, glaring a little cause of her attitude, mumbling softly "next time i'll kill you myself"

"wha?"

"hm?"

"....... I just thought.... you said something"

".....might be delarious... probably gonna need disinfected"

She tensed, struggling to do so but sitting up "hey no i can do that myself! I am more tha-" he cupped his hands around her to drown her out, wincing as he got up. He'd defiantly hurt himself getting thrown around like that. Headed back towards the van, they were both gonna need to be cleaned outside the vehicle. It came equipt with that, the disinfectant applied like a shower. At least that was kinda a punishment, the pixie did seem to hate water. Then they'd get to go back to the dorms for a warm meal, he desperatly needed one of those.

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(if anyone has a name for the story, feel free to suggest)

#giant/tiny #oc #size difference #my ocs #oc story #oc writing #gt writing

[littlemissaddict]

Hi I was just reading your fics and i loveee them. I decided to make a request: Eddie X Shy wheelchair user (Fem!) where they meet at the school library ( by chance) and she develops a HUGE CRUSH. Fluff + angst (reader is insecure about him liking her)

Thank you for the request lovely, I'm so glad you've been enjoying my writing and I hope this lives up to your expectations. I do however want to preface this by saying that I am not a wheelchair user but I do have family members that use walking aids (crutches, canes, walkers etc.) and while I know they aren't the same I tried to draw from some of their experiences to help me write this.

Word count: 1771

It wasn’t her fault honestly, she had checked before she had started to reverse her wheelchair out of the narrow gap between the library shelves, it was clear when she’d started to move and she was almost out when something or should she say someone collided with her wheelchair. The collision was hard enough to almost tip the chair so she could only imagine how much it actually hurt whoever it was.

The responding groan followed by a couple of winded coughs was enough to answer her question though as she came face to face with Eddie Munson when she turned to apologise. Sitting there with wide eyes as she felt her palms becoming clammy as she wondered how he would react, maybe he would yell at her as most people did when she got in their way. Although she uses the phrase lightly as her being in a wheelchair always seems to be such an inconvenience for other people despite it being a minor blip on their life compared to it being her way of life.

Eddie, for all people gossiping about him being a devil worshipper and a vessel for Satan, surprises her by doing the opposite. He apologises, profusely.

“Are you okay?” she asks, skipping over his apology even though hope blossoms inside her that maybe he’s not as scary as everyone makes him out to be. Eddie stops talking mid apology and stares blankly at her as though he didn’t hear what she just said so she repeats her question a little more slowly so that he doesn't miss it again. She can’t help the small smile that graces her face as she waits for his answer, although she does try to keep her mind from wandering to the fact that Eddie is adorable because she knows well enough that a guy like him would never be interested in her so there is no point getting her hopes up.

“Am I okay? I almost tipped you out of your chair should you not be yelling at me right now” he asks, disbelief written plainly across his face at how calm she is.

“Me? Usually I would be the one getting yelled at for being in the way in this situation” she replies with a laugh that he joins in with, both of them not quite sure what’s going on but both sure that they are making a fool of themselves. “I was serious though, you did get hit pretty hard” she asks again once the laughter has subsided.

“I’m good, m’sure I’ve had worse hits than that” he shrugs as if it’s nothing but it does leave her wondering what he means by it.

A silence follows as Eddie stands there awkwardly as if waiting for her to move, though he’s still kinda in the way and she’s not able to move without hitting him, again. Just as she’s about to ask him if he doesn’t mind moving so that she can move from between the shelves he speaks again, “Do you-uh do you need any help?” he asks, his brow furrowed as he brings a hand up to run it nervously through his curls. The smile falls from her face at his offer, she’s not annoyed so to say but she knows she’s more than capable of getting herself around without someone pushing her, and Eddie must realise what his offer sounded like as he is quick to clarify. “I didn’t mean I uh meant the books, I can’t imagine it's easy trying to get about while making sure they don’t fall” he says, his hand moving to rub over his face as his cheeks tint a pale pink colour.

“If you don’t mind” she smiles, offering the boy a lifeline and he takes the books from her with a smile, “and you’re right the school didn’t exactly design the library with wheelchair users in mind so it’s hard enough getting around with two hands let alone one” she adds, feeling at ease chatting with him as if she’d known him for years.

“Yeah well this school isn’t exactly known for it’s inclusivity if you get what I mean” he says with a roll of his eyes and she nods, she knows exactly what he means. A lot of students, even teachers, find an excuse to pick on those that are different and even though she and Eddie experience it in different ways it still seems like they have something to bond over.

Once they reach the desk Eddie places the books on top, ignoring the suspicious look the librarian gives him probably because in the whole time that he’s been at the school he’s been in the library only a handful of times and he’s been kicked out almost every time barring this once. Though once the older lady turns to her, she gives her a wide smile, chatting away about the last books she’d borrowed and Eddie took it that she was a regular in the library or unlike him never caused a scene and had to be removed.

“So do you need a hand getting them back to you’re locker” Eddie asked hopefully, his eyes shining as he flashed her a toothy smile, all his nerves seeming to have disappeared, “because you know I wouldn’t mind carrying them around for you all day, you just have to say the word” he teased, making her laugh.

“I’m sure you’ve got your own classes to be going to” she replied, placing the books carefully into her backpack so as not to bend or tear any of the pages, “besides they’re all packed away now so you’d just be stuck with me for no reason” she added, a small smile on her face in hopes of letting him know she was okay, that she didn’t need to be constantly looked after.

“Wouldn’t be a bad thing” he answered, his eyes widening as he realised he’d said it out loud and he cleared his throat quickly moving on before she had a chance to say anything, though he didn’t know that his words would repeat in her mind and leave her wondering if he actually meant them. “So I uh guess I’ll see you around then”

“You will Eddie” she smiled, biting her tongue to stop her adding that it was a small school so there was high chances of them seeing the other again. She had done it so that she didn’t seem rude but really she was just confused about the whole interaction and the resulting smile he gave her was almost blinding as he headed back into the library in search of whatever it was he was after before all of that happened.

Over the next few days it had seemed Eddie had made it his mission to find her in between every class whether it was just to wave and flash her a smile or when they had more time he’d always come and ask how her day had been. He’d even on some occasions walked with her to her next class and she’d found out later because of it he’d been late to his own class but he always brushed it off like it was no big deal.

“Eddie you can’t keep doing that” she’d tried to stress to him that he’d maybe have a little bit of an easier time passing his classes if he turned up on time so that he didn’t miss anything important but his reply had always been the same that spending time with her was just as important to him.

This along with other small things that she’d noticed he did when he was with her made it feel as if they were more than friends even though he’d never expressed that they were with words. Not that she had expected him too, her insecurities about dating and feeling wanted by anyone because she was in the chair always took over. She was always telling herself that it made her unlovable, not that it was true of course but the lack of interest shown to her by anyone she was even remotely attracted to, she put down to the chair it was an obstacle that not many people wanted to work with. So she hoped, hopes that she kept buried as she did every time to avoid the pain that came with the rejection, that Eddie would be different that he would want to put in the work.

“So I was thinking” Eddie’s voice came from beside her and she slammed her lock shut in surprise, the noise earning her a few glares from other students in the hallways but they were soon forgotten when she turned to find Eddie’s smiling face.

“Jesus Eddie a little warning next time so you don’t scare the shit out of me” she scolded as she looked up at him but the annoyance she felt didn’t last long when he looked at her with those big chocolatey eyes of his.’

“I’m sorry” his voice was genuine as he apologised but the smile on his face let her know that he still found her reaction to his unintentional jumpscare a little funny. “But I was thinking if you’re free on Saturday we could maybe go see a movie or something” he suggested, falling into a comfortable pace next to her as they made their way out of the building.

“A movie? It’s going to be a little bit of hassle with this” she pointed out, gesturing to her wheelchair as if he’d forgotten that she was in it. The thought itself had her anxiety building but she was also a little bit relieved that Eddie seemed to be proving her right that he didn’t see the chair as an obstacle.

“Well I mean the back row of the theatre will be out of the question” he teased, wiggling his eyebrows at her as she felt her cheeks heat at his insinuation, “but it’s not impossible right we can still have a good time no matter where we sit” he added, his playful manner giving way to something more honest that she couldn’t refuse no matter how hard she tried to resist him.

“Saturday is good” she said finally, earning her a rather large grin from Eddie that was difficult not to reciprocate and dispelling her intrusive doubts for the moment.

“Great it’s a date” he smiled, only half teasing as he disappeared into a crowd of students in only a way that he could leaving her waiting on her lift with a surprising amount of joy bubbling up inside of her.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #requested #annonymous

[fckyouiwontdowhatyoutellme]

It's 1am, this is not beta read at all but i had an idea and ran with it. Sooo enjoy some kinda spicy stuff about idiotic pirate boys🫣💛💚

Usually Zoro could sleep through anything. Were it cannonfire or storms, roughhousing crewmates or roaring sea kings. He woke up and slept when he wanted. But apparently something was different today. He awoke to a familiar tingling in lower regions of his body. Wait what?

Within seconds Zoro was wide awake, trying to recall what his dreaming brain came up with to get this reaction. He came up with nothing though and trying to will away his problem didn't work either, so he carefully maneuvered his way out of the boys room and into the Going Merry's tiny bathroom. He didn't bother locking the door, knowing his younger crewmates and the girls would sleep until breakfast. And the shit cook was on nightwatch...wait. A flash of blonde hair and a teasing smile crossed through his mind. Oh his brain couldn't be serious.

He only thought about the stupid cook and his stupid cigarettes always between his stupid lips wether lit or not. Shitty cook always drawing one's attention to his lips with that. It also didn't help that Zoro almost had the chance to taste them shortly after the whole Alabasta thing.

So that was really it. Zoro hit a new personal low (or technically it was a high for his dick). Thinking about the goddamn lovesick fool of a cook with a hand down his pants. "Fucking hell...." he grumbled as he got to work, making his movements quick as he didn't want to spend another second thinking about fucking Curly Brows of all people. Unfortunately his sleepy brain took the latter way too literal. So now he was full on fantasizing about fucking the cook, trying to muffle any embarrasing sounds by almost biting through his shirt.

As he was only seconds away from his relief, the bathroom door was yanked open and none other than the object of his fantasies was about to step in.

For a few seconds it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Sanji was the first to find his voice again, immediately screeching out "Fucking hell swordsman, can't you lock the door? Nobody wants to see all of this!" he gestured at Zoro's middle.

"Well you could have knocked! And why are you even looking at my dick Swirly brows?" Zoro yelled back after spitting out his shirt.

"It's right there! I can't not look at it if you're basically rubbing it in the face of whoever's unfortunate enough to come in!" usually these words would only prompt Zoro to yell back something but oh no.

Not in this moment. His brain took the cooks words too literal. And before he could do anything to prevent this absolute embarrassment, he could feel himself spill all over his fist. "Get the fuck out right now!" was all he managed to growl before a loud moan escaped his throat.

Apparently the shitty cook did have a brain after all because he did leave the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. "Stupid Mosshead..." was all Zoro heard before the footsteps infront of the door faded away.

So now it was official. He immediately had to search for the next sea king and let himself be swallowed. That was the only appropriate reaction to what just happened. With shaking hands he cleaned himself up and pulled his pants back up before stepping out the bathroom.

When Sanji climbed down from the crows nest to freshen up before breakfast, he really wasn't prepared for the image that was now probably permanently burned into his brain. The stupid idiotic mosshead sitting on the edge of the bathtub, pants pooled on the floor, legs spread with everything on display. Sanji shuddered when he thought back to it. Can't even lock a door that idiot. That gross brute even had the audacity to come when Sanji yelled at him.

He took a long drag of his cigarette, trying to banish the swordsman and his dick from his mind. "He seems to have mastered the four-swords-style" the prepubescent part of his brain suggested and against himself he laughed at that. Of course said master of the four swords chose this moment to enter the galley. With three quick strides he stood right infront of Sanji, his face red as a tomato. "If you tell anyone about what just happened shitty cook, I swear I'll cut you to pieces and feed you to three different sea kings!" he growled.

Sanji grinned and took another drag of his cigarette before exhaling the smoke directly into the shitty swordsmans face. "Don't worry moss for brains, it's enough that I need to bleach my eyeballs after witnessing those horrors" he answered and tried not to think back to that image again. "Now get out of my face oh master of the four swords, I need to make breakfast and by the way you look like a moldy tomato".

Sanji could barely take a step to the side before the swordsmans fist collided with the wall right next to his head. He didn't say Sanji couldn't talk about it when it was only the two of them. Unfortunately moss wasn't capable of understanding jokes and so Sanji was grabbed by the collar and roughly shoved into the wall.

"I don't think you heard me right Curly. Mention that again and you can kiss your life goodbye! I will make sure that all of this will never leave your mouth infront of anyone! If it does, it'll be the last thing you'll ever say shitty cook! Got it?" all Sanji could do was dumbly nod and shove the swordsman away from him.

"Can't take a joke that one" he thought before finally turning to the stove in order to prepare breakfast. The swordsman finally left the galley, probably to train with his stupid oversized weights again. Sanji would always think he had those to overcompensate for something else but as of today he knew better. No. Stop. He didn't want to think about that again. His thoughts were reserved for pretty ladies only, not disgusting sweaty swordsmen that looked surprisingly cute while blushing. But he never would have guessed that moss for brains would be shy about something like that, considering his usual tough guy attitude. Before he knew it, Sanjis mind started wandering. Luckily cooking was something he could do on instincts alone.

His mind drifted back to the stupid swordsman, no matter how hard he tried to think of something else. The way he looked so unusually shy and boyish when Sanji opened the door. The way he didn't even try to hide his dick, the way he sounded when he came. The latter was something Sanji had ignored until now, but the sound was already etched into his brain. Fuck. He really got hard thinking about the fucking shitty swordsman. What the hell? He needed to get this under control immediately before anyone saw.

But luck wasn't on his side. The door to the galley flew open and three voices loudly screamed for breakfast.

So much for taking care of his little problem. Shortly after the idiot trio crashed the galley, his two beloved ladies also appeared and he could finally serve them breakfast without having to worry about Luffy inhaling everything before his crew. He didn't care that a certain moss green head wasn't present, that one already did enough to Sanjis nerves today so he could eat whatever was left over after breakfast.

But apparently whoever was up there didn't grant Sanji that wish either because right in this moment the galley door swung open for the third time and said swordsman entrerd. Sweaty and shirtless and entirely too hot for his own good. He sat down close to where Sanji was currently trying to defend some rice balls from Luffy's grabby hands. Before he knew what was happening, the plate of rice balls was taken from his hand, fingers brushing against his own for the tiniest moment. "I'll take those Curly, thanks" came the shitty swordsman's voice entirely too close to his ear for his liking.

That was all it took for his dick to demand attention again. Oh fuck this shitty mosshead. Not literally tough as his brain suggested in that very moment.

"Hey Sanji are you okay? You look weird?" Chopper looked at him with as much concern as his stuffed cheeks allowed.

Sanji shuddered again, being ripped from his thoughts like this. Oh he was gonna kill that mosshead one day.

"No worries Chopper, I'll probably just have to lay down. I did the night shift after all and then I made breakfast right after" he answered their doctor and getting a nod in return. Luckily the Crew was done eating shortly after that and spread out on deck to do various things, so he could easily slip into the bathroom to finally get his hands om himself.

But apparently today really was the worst day of his life because just as he entered the bathroom, the swordsman appeared out of nowhere behind him and whispered with an audible grin in his voice: "Think of me while you're at it shitty cook, surprised the others didn't see it all through breakfast". That was the last straw for Sanji, with a pained groan he slammed the bathroom door shut (and locking it because he did have more decency than his idiot of crewmate). That shitty swordsman had no idea how true his words would become. But Sanji would never give him the satisfaction of knowing this.

At least for now.

#zosan #roronoa zoro #black leg sanji #one piece

[bragganhyl]

"a kiss on the forehead of one who is starting to fall asleep" for whoever you're inspired for?

Sierraaa thank you 💖 I went with my favorite trio

Word count: about 1025 words

Aloth's eyelids felt heavy with exhaustion and yet, the dreams that promised relief from the stress of the day couldn't overpower the tensions that still lingered in him after battle from earlier that day. His body felt like a rock, sinking into the Watcher's bed, pushing against the pillows hard enough that he could feel its cover leaving pink marks on his cheek. But his mind could only conjure the image of the lich wizard striking at the Watcher who stood between the two of them, and Edér whenever he managed to draw attention to himself. Iselmyr stirred within him, feebly, but even her presence felt dull and faint for the fleeting moment he sensed her. Sunlight was streaming into the cabin from the window behind him, bathing him in warm rays and yet he still felt the cold of the flooded cave lingering on his shins. Aloth rolled on his back and rubbed at his eyes. He took one deep breath, then another, frowning at the lich's stench still stuck in his nostrils. The sound of footsteps reached his ears faster than his mind processed it, and so when the bed under him shifted, his eyes popped open, startled.

Edér's familiar frame covered most of the wizard's field of vision. He flashed an apologetic smile at him.

'Hey,' he spoke cautiously, 'you're feeling alright? You kinda just passed out as soon as we got back.'

Aloth blinked at him a few times, trying to coax his mind into staying awake and focused on his immediate surroundings.

'Yes,' his voice was hoarse, his throat was still burdened by his strange half-sleep, 'that last battle just took a lot out of me. I'm merely tired.'

'Yeah,' Edér let out a seemingly relieved chuckle, but it also reminded the wizard of the short, bitter laughter that would follow his more macabre jokes, 'that's what Gaura told me. And what Tekēhu told me. And even Fassina. She also told me to leave her alone and she gave me one of those real nasty looks of hers.' He glared, trying to imitate her but he could only hold the expression for a moment, before he laughed again and this time, he truly sounded relieved. 'That's how I knew she meant it, she wasn't trying to be nice.'

'There was really no need for all that trouble,' Aloth chuckled awkwardly, but that alone eased some of his nerves. The thought of the farmer looking out for him, eased quite a few more. He smiled at him, faintly but warmly. 'However, I appreciate it.'

'Least I could do was ask,' Edér shrugged. 'Would've felt real bad if that thing managed to get somehow to you and-' he cut himself off, his expression darkened. He then shook his head, as if he could physically get rid of whatever thought took root in his mind. 'You saved my hide back there at least twice. Would've been real embarrassing if I didn't return the favor.'

'Make that five times,' Gaura came from the direction of her desk. She stood over the two of them like their very own, personal sun. As she turned her attention to Aloth, he could feel his chest grow lighter. 'And those were only the instances I managed to count.'

'Nah, some of those were you,' Edér gently took her hand and brought it to his lips. Aloth wondered how he could make that gesture look both as casual and as reverent as he did.

'On top of that five, yes,' she teased him then pulled her hand away only to place it on his cheek instead. 'Do you think you can sit up for a moment?' She looked to the wizard again.

Aloth obliged her, despite the protest his limbs put up, and in turn she gave him a bottle. He recognized the potion within immediately and downed it, savoring the comfort and safety its magic granted him.

'I won't ask you to cast any spells, don't worry,' the Watcher said and climbed onto the bed, over Aloth and knelt beside him. She pulled out a few scrolls and read the spells from them aloud. Soon, the pillows on the bed were resistent to her fiery hair, and she laid down, with the subtle smugness of one who knew they did a decent job. 'I've decided to take a break,' she said as she patted Aloth's thigh, asking him to lie down again.

'You mean you decided to dump your paperwork on me,' Edér complained, but the sarcasm in his tone took the edge off his words.

'I didn't say that,' Gaura replied, but her attention was occupied by Aloth. He lied down on his side, with his back against her and without hesitation she adjusted her own posture to have her body align with his perfectly. Pleasant goosebumps formed on his arm as he was enveloped by her warmth and when she pulled him closer by his hip, he was almost convinced he could melt by her embrace alone. 'You're shivering,' she noted, worried, and she swept his hair aside so she could nuzzle his neck while her hand moved to his chest. She rubbed him insistently, until Aloth stilled her hand by holding it tight against himself.

'I'm alright,' he said as he let his eyes close. 'That battle is still on my mind, that is all. It shall pass, just...' his heart swelled with affection when he felt the Watcher kiss the curve of his neck. 'Just... hold me like this, please.'

'It's over now, my love,' Gaura left another kiss on his neck, then another, and another, each tugging at the wizard's heartstrings. 'You're safe and sound.'

Aloth nodded and he felt himself drifting off, when the bed shifted under him again and he felt a soft kiss being planted on his temple, offset by coarse facial hair. He inhaled a salty but sweet, earthy scent that mingled with the Watcher's smokey, floral and metallic fragrance. He heard Edér's voice coming from the front.

'Nothing's gonna hurt you, while we're here.'

That was the last thing Aloth could clearly make out before sleep mercifully took over his mind.

#pillars of eternity #aloth x watcher x edér #wrytinge #aloth corfiser #edér teylecg #gaura sélfolgh #oc fic: gaura #didn't proofread bc i'm sleepy

[stolencrownsofplenty]

((After I went and kinda tested the waters with it and decided to give it a bit more thought after I flirted with the idea during a thread, there is a more concrete reason as to why the Emperor's crowns (excluding their first red one) claim a good quarter of their upper half. When Empy had stolen them from their last hosts, and as they were stuck in purgatory with their old bishops, they came with the lasting effects of their hosts bodily damages that are now stuck with their newest vessel. For each crown they just wanted to take on, it came at the cost of having to give away a piece of themselves to help the crown recognize them as their rightful owner.

So just to make a list that's out of order of how these costs came to be, I'll make a list to summarize it for our own connivence!

Shamura's Crown (purple): The Mind - When taking on the new role as the god of war and wisdom, the Emperor had to trades bits of their own mind for the purple crown to occupy the insides of their skull. The crown takes on the form of an upside down princess crown upon its surface level appearance, but on a deeper level it literally takes up half of the Lamb's head as to where their mind had been. For Wisdom, they gave up lost memories of their past they still try to search for in turn.

Kallamar's Crown (blue): The Ear (left) - When taking on the new role as the god of pestilence, health, sea, and sky, the Lamb had to trade their left ear for the blue crown to latch onto their body with a bit of blood to encourage it to cling to them easily. For a bit of blood loss and an ear, they lost some of their hearing. While the crown helps them hear, it's only super useful when they need it to aide in translating another strange language they have yet to learn on their own; and it's most useful with talking with gods who speak in another tune outside of their own lands. But for now, they are hard of hearing or deaf in other cases.

Heket's Crown (yellow): The Throat - When taking on the new role as the god of fertility, feasting, and famine, Empy had to trade their throat for the yellow crown to claim their place as the Lamb's new raw tongue and rough voice. Without the help of their red crown drawing on the illusion of making their voice sound as vibrantly masculine and softly feminine to whoever hears them, their current real voice is as rough as Heket sounded in her last bishop form. While they have long gotten used to having a voice that’s no longer their own, they still prefer hiding this minor weakness in favor of keeping their appearances up. Followers like someone who sounds loving to them, and they can’t lose their followers if they can help it.

Leshy’s Crown (green): The Eye (right) - When taking on the new role as the god of chaos, order and conquest, the Lamb had to trade an eye to let the green crown replace theirs to let its chaotic eye analyze where order must be arranged. With a crown that took their sight with replace it with its own, they are partially blind. Their other eye is also blind as well, but it was more caused by The One Who Waits in scratching them when they defeated their previous benefactor. They can see some due to the help of their crowns seeing for them, but having another beings’ eyes can be strange if you haven’t gotten used to it fairly quickly as they have to make up for their short comings.

For every crown they took on, it came at the cost of disabling themselves in some way and now they have to overcompensate themselves in some way to stay as strong as they are today with their ever growing cult.

#headcanons #ooc #canon

[sterlingarcher23]

-Where is Max Mayfield?-

Simply put: In another "dimension", a mind-dimension which I tend to call the Spirit World. At least her consciousness. (Also called "mind lair" her own or "inner world" ; see this as a dated but yet in parts probably still valuable analysis.)

Some preliminary guessing: based on the fact that the writers connected "another dimension" "a brilliant kaleidoscope of colors =rainbow" and "Eleven sent One" in this single sentence. (It is further connected to a zooming effect around El's head.)

Some guessing here: El's ability looks as if it may be related to transportation/teleportation (she did disappear in S1 too), it wasn't directly shown in the revival scene probably to prevent spoilers but the officially released script (on the Stranger Things writers Twitter account) gives you an idea what they are up to. It's likely that she may transport minds only not necessarily physical bodies.

It is also a fact that Max died with her mind intact, she wasn't absorbed (for which Henry would have to connect with the UD network) and he didn't plan using Max either:

Like "Henry" it looks as if she sent Max somewhere else, similar to transporting in for example Star Trek, while combining it with the idea of the use of an Einstein-Rosenbridge, a Bifröst or rainbow bridge as the description and the use of rainbows (see further down below) imply.

So, instead disassembling a person, although it looks like it, El's ability probably just phases people out atom by atom, using the Bifröst as a beam to send someone somewhere else? (the Trekkie in me just came out because beaming in Star Trek is not very consistent). If she'd created the particles through this, then the question is what happened to the Demogorgon in S1.

There's another connection that I didn’t notice while I was initially writing this: a zooming effect around El's head (I could be your zoomer., Max) after the rainbow sequence in her memory and this indicates that there's sort of transportation of the mind involved, from an inner to an outer world so to speak.

Whatever actually happened, Max's mind is probably at a place that is the antithesis of the Upside-down.

This dimension is just mind, dreams, imagination. It is antithetical to the Upside-down similar to Henry and El being inverses/foils.

Either El transports others over a rainbow bridge (at least minds) or the rainbow is a means to "travel" into an inner dimension in general - in the lyrics it says: "And there upon a rainbow is the answer to a neverending story" - the rainbow on Max's face, the painted rainbow and the banner in the background says "All the way" tell as much that Max went over this rainbow (the exact way this happened is almost irrelevant even though there are indicators that kinda speak for both options) - generally Max is associated with rainbows: "All the way" over a "rainbow bridge".

The children in the lab use the rainbow as a bridge while playing with toy cars.

Note that teleportation in drawings is realized by using dots.

The song lyrics also refer to Henry, since he created this situation and he stands upon a rainbow in the Rainbow Room. (It's likely that this is, like the connection to Max, indicating some time fckery. )

Some dated but still interesting guessing:

This scene also foreshadowes from which point El will participate in S5. From inside the right side up rainbow area.

These dimensions have probably a simple rule based on the mere fact that Henry never left the Upside-down and only operates from within and since Max is in another dimension and she's also trapped and won't wake up. It's a logical storytelling device to push another character (El) into doing something extreme.

The rule is very likely: One goes in, one comes out. - Whoever inhabits the dimension can't leave except he has a substitute. That's probably why Henry sent the Demogorgon to kidnapped Will (it is likely that the rules were different or not really established in Season 1 and slightly altered since there were changes made like El still be alive). Henry needed someone to replace him and to flee his prison and in order to survive the UD Henry wanted to transform Will. You can visit and leave it however as a guest. Others were taken into the UD too and were likely incompatible with it. Draining their powers and abilities is one thing, having someone as a substitute could be another good reason for abducting them. Will was still alive and Barbara killed in the process. Maybe it needs a person with potential psychic skills.

The transformation of the Dimension X into what we call the UD (it looks as if those are different realms but that it's not necessarily the case) from a rocky , barren world into a night version of Hawkins is an indication that taking people to the UD was not necessarily just to fuel Henry but that he maybe was looking for a substitute with powers to replace him in this dimension so that he could leave the Upside-down.

On the other hand the mind-dimension is foreshadowed to look like the skateboard park memor (see further down below). So, it does have something to do with "owning" the place, like it is your new home you moved in that you decorate and put in furniture of your needs and liking. Both Max and Henry talk about how they moved to other places:

It is also a timeless place, kind og stuck in time so to speak similar to pocket universes in Doctor Who. The Upside-down is stuck in 1983. At the exact date of Will's vanishing. Both elements point to the idea that Will, who is still connected to "Henry" since he feels and knows what "Henry" does, was not just meant as "meat" to consume because he has powers. This is further underlined due to the fact that, although the UD is stuck in time, between 1983 and 86 he didn't abduct people and drained their powers. If that was the idea, why didn't "Henry" continue doing it after Will vanished? Power-hungry villains usually don't stop doing what they do, I guess?

It's likely that specific rules changed over time or were altered when the Duffers fleshed out their story going into Season 2. That means that initial rules/ideas of Season 1 could have changed and made fitting the changed narrative: El was supposed to die in Season 1. That changed and had likely a huge impact on the rules as well.

Also: Henry changes his "plans" constantly (and the Duffers did change their original plans to then reuse those ideas: that's official), he does not have a real plan as plans are multi-step while he just makes things up as he goes along, so maybe he originally wanted someone to replace him and then leave the UD and later came up with the idea of world dominance by extending the UD? Or it was a combination of sorts. Nonetheless: One makes plans that fail!

Time Vortex's in Doctor Who are also called Bifrösts. Doctor Who is a likely inspo for Stranger Things (like other franchises) - this does not mean there will be a time travel, it is rather the fact that some of these elements are inspirational or references because they fit with the basic ideas. Especially because Tardis's have their own inner dimension that changes depending on the version of the Doctor ; they reflect the Doctor's character: this is known to be the case with the Upside-down. Therefore the Dimension X could have altered/molded too depending on a new "owner".

With the UD now merging with the real world, he may be able to expand his physical influence beyond the original borders. It is also a question to which extent the timelessness of the place has an influence.

However, it is a definitive (not proven otherwise, since the slender character in Season 1 was likely the Demogorgon, or made official canon) that "Henry" never crossed the borders physical, only mentally or using others. If he could leave the Upside-down, he'd done it with his army but he either sent others or used people from within the Upside-down. That means that it's likely whoever inhabits one of those dimensions can't leave.

Hence the potential rule: 1 goes in, 1 comes out - you can't leave the dimension without someone replacing you. - An empty place with no owner will fall apart after some time: an empty dimension with no owner could have catastrophic effects on the connected world. Hawkins and the world in danger without someone who inhabits the Upside-down? Would Max die if there's no one taking her place in the dimension she's currently in? Can an Inner World stay empty?

The transformation/adjustment of Will was however interrupted which caused Will's heart to stop and since he was connected for a longer period of time (and meant as a substitute) he is still connected to "Henry". (there are a lot of parallels/mirrors between Max & Will ; Max is on the other hand connected to El since S2).

If Will was meant as a substitute for "Henry" (he chose him for a specific reason?) that would as I said earlier explain why the Dimension X changed it's look from a barren, rocky wasteland into the Upside-down a version of Hawkins of 1983- it is possible that emotions do play a role in forming these dimensions which is why it's a nightmare variant. Maybe like "Henry" been struck by lightning as an expression of either his or El's/the Zoomers emotions.

Mind dimension:

Where is this mind dimension? Similar to the UD is under Hawkins, the mind dimension is nearby: Inside of Max's brain (or will appear with a delay in the future). - It now looks like the skateboard park memory we've seen. That's why it was shown in Vol2.

(The Spirit World in Legend of Korra & the skateboard memory in Stranger Things)

Either El created it when she revived Max or the memory became that dimension. Or it was a clue reminding us that it was foreshadowed in Max's poster's that she'd be there, since these dimensions are timeless and minds don't age, Max has an endless summer (the Endless Summer movie poster) on the skateboard (the skateboarding poster). Another option is that, Max created it herself since we see her changing her own mind at will (mind lair creation) - That foreshadowing is done in Stranger Things by using background props, dialog, entire sequences etc. is a fact. (Yeah, this part is pretty solid for a number of reasons.)

El has to get into this dimension/mind lair/inner world or better: will be "sucked in" as further details that I noticed months before I wrote this emerged - this will happen early (Chapter 1 is a possibility because the episode numbers are likely to add up to 20), according to the Elmax-pattern

El will logically die/leave her mortal shell behind, but her consciousness would be inside of Max, linked to her.

Foreshadowing of this mind-meld, joining or fusion is all over the place: the shield showing their couple accessory colors (blue hair tie & yellow watch), the diner window showing El's head behind Max's, the scene in the mall in which they link arms, what Henry basically does with his victims and El as his inverse/foil character.

The link between them stays as long as the door to this dimension is kept open "3 inches", however it will also a refuge for Max and El. And through that link she'll share senses, abilities, memories with Max.

Since the connection between Henry and Will is depending on the physical location of Will and the UD is stationary (as Will pointed out that he started to feel him oncevthey crossed the town's border), this is the blueprint for the mirrored version, a mind-dimension that is always with Max. A pocket dimension in every sense of the word: you can move it. The connection between El and Max would additionally be much deeper because of their love (and psychic connection).

It was already established in Season 2 and similar to what happened to Will when he was possessed ; the possession worked via mind from inside the alternate dimension called the Upside-down and the mind flayer/Henry were able to experience the outside world through Will and his eye color changed from green to brown.

The creation of this mind dimension was the only aspect I didn't know of before the script was released ; but it was important to do this first to have a place a mind can go - it makes sense that Max is not only trapped in this memory/dimension but that it is there already, a pocket in Max's head in which she'd carry around El.

Sidenote:

The mind-dimension vs the Upside-down as an organism: mind vs body. And Max and Will as their respective avatars?

El and Henry on their respective sides inside of alternate dimensions is visually hinted - it kind of makes sense in a narrative and mirroring aspect. And the Duffers like mirrors in their narration.

The mind-dimension which could be called a "proto mind lair" or "mind burrow" can probably be altered, a world in which "We make our own rules." (Memory of Max during the revival scene) as soon as someone else "moves in" it changes like the UD did after Will was connected to it. It will likely look like Hopper's cabin after El inhabits it and has sent Max back into her body, keeping the door 3 inches wide open (that's the idea behind that rule and El leaving it open for Hopper is incredibly important to El's arc) to have a stable connection. This is why the cabin gets cleaned and repaired by the end of Vol2: it's a symbolic preparation for it to become El's "mind burrow": the Spirit World in which Korra's and Asami's love blossomed.

The Spirit World is a place in Legend of Korra, a mind-dimension so to speak, in which emotions turn into reality. The confirmation for that Legend of Korra as an inspo, is a tweet from 2019 on official Stranger Things writers Twitter account. So, the Spirit World is a template for that mind dimension. Combined with the idea of a Tardis that alters the look of its internal dimension with every version of the Doctor.

It is also a confirmation for Elmax. They sometimes switch the characters (there's a reason for that) but basically Max is Korra and El is Asami/Raava (the spirit of the Avatar).

But you may already get an idea what Max's story is: becoming the Avatar. El's Avatar.

This concept is simple and parallels what is already in the show ; as the Duffers said recently that the groundwork for S5 was done in S4. This groundwork: "I believe you're the cure", Owens to El. Establishing El and Henry as foils (including the use of flowers in regards to El ; Henry taking abilities and already pointing out the cure for that and showing it in parts with the revival scene: reversing Henry killing someone in mind by El reviving the same person via the mind).

Max being able to cross into other dimensions of the mind. El transporting Henry and how it looked before Will entered. Showing the skateboard park memory, having a conversation with Owens about a supposed boy named Max Mayfield (both scenes are in the show but had no effect on the plot in Season 4).

It's all set up and the Duffers said it (one of the few true things because they only confirm the obvious things). Plus the foreshadowing aspects, inspos and references.

What sounds convoluted because I tend to write a lot is fairly simple:

Max's mind is trapped in another dimension that "now" exists (or will formnin the future) in her own brain after El accidentally "sent" her there.

This dimension is the opposite of the Upside-down but abides by similar rules (timelessness & one has to inhabit it)

Through this link El bestows/shares her own memories and abilities with Max - they are technically fused (similar to Korra and Raava, Adira and Gray [Star Trek Discovery], Sara Ryder and SAM [Mass Effect Andromeda] - the concept isn't new and well known especially in Scifi nerd fandoms)

PS:

The upper text has been altered in December 2023 - there are still elements that point into the direction I initially had in mind before I discovered more details. Something like that must have happened otherwise the connection between the writers made between "another dimension" "rainbow" and "Eleven sent One" wouldn't make any sense.

#elmax #elmax nation #elmax supremacy #max mayfield #elmax my beloved #el hopper #stranger things #stranger things thoughts #elmax is real

[beileil]

OPPAI Calling Card - Final

So it occurs to me that I never actually posted a calling card for OPM Bingo once the Monster Arc was officially over...which was what, two months ago? Whatever, here it is now.

The bingo cards came out on June 20th, so this covers everything from Chapter 165 on. That's not a lot of chapters to work with, so we're going to be uh...a little liberal on some of these so that you can cross off more spaces. I'd still be kinda surprised if anyone got a bingo. (But please let me know if you did! And please post your final cards if you like!)

Thanks again to @scary-senpai and everyone who submitted suggestions! This was a ton of fun!

Canon

Yet another character ends up naked

Tsundere Garou

A Really Gay Moment™ (a couple SaiGenos and one of Tanktop Al Dente looking respectfully at Zombieman, as pointed out by @no1monstersimp)

Something BAD™ happens to Genos' core or skull (WHO SUGGESTED THIS ONE. I'm not mad. I just want to know.)

Garou's physical body collapses because he's exceeded the Recommended Daily Amount of Enlightenment (gotta be honest, wasn't expecting to be able to cross this one off!)

Metal Bat vouches for Garou

God takes Garou's power away and Garou fucking DIES

Blast and the Interdimensional Justice League show up

Zombiedad being protective of Isamu

Black Sperm is up to no good. Again. *

Pig God uses a Special Attack *

Rover lends an unexpected assist * (Rover also lends an unexpected assist to my mental health with these panels)

*Happened in the aftermath of the MA Arc in Chapter 171 or 172, not in the arc itself, but screw it, we need a win.

Arguably Canon

BDSM if you squint (I didn't know which panel to link here. I just feel in my heart of hearts that a lot of the Saitama and Garou fight gave off vibes. But if you prefer, here's a shot of Strange Binding Shell hiding out by Bomb. Surely his entire existence counts as BDSM!)

Saitama does/says something controversial yet again (Take your pick.)

Tank Toppers band together to do a special Tank Top Attack

Metal Knight shows up, takes some data, leaves. (Didn't say he couldn't take everyone with him!)

Someone shows up with a magic radiation cure (bonus: it’s bananas) (Science is magic, right?)

Amai Mask tries to kill Manako again (It's not a proper attempt, but he would have if Flashy hadn't stepped in)

It's a stretch, but whatever

Amai Mask spotted in Monster Mode (same panel as the last. do the neck veins count as "Monster Mode"?)

“Are you there, God? It’s me, [Blorbo].” (Probably not the original intention of whoever suggested this one, but here's Bang screaming at God to give Garou back.)

King says/does something clever that buys the heroes some time

???

God rage quits the arc

God takes Garou's power away and Garou survives because he's just That Cool (God did take Garou's power away, and Garou did survive, but it certainly was not because he was cool!)

Psykos shows back up and everyone admits they completely forgot about her

Look, you can't prove it's not canon

King has the power of God (no ID) and anime on his side

Jossed

Yet another character loses an arm (Zombieman doesn't count)

Iaian gets his face stomped on

A single panel of Watchdog Man minding his own business in City Q

BDSM if you *don't* squint

Murata breaks the fourth wall to explain the re-draws

Sonic comes out of the bathroom

Garou kicks Genos (just because)

Psykos tries to take a hostage

God (no ID) takes something Psykos can't afford to lose

Metal Bat and Tareo have a moment

Mizuki pole vaults over something

Flashy Flash uses the Sun Blade

Saitama offers Garou a banana

Bang advertises his dojo

Garou gets a hug

Somebody speaks to God's manager

Garou copies The King Engine

Mumen Rider attacks Garou…with forgiveness! (And definitely not his bike.)

Sekingar calls his wife and/or she shows up to the battlefield

Kama and Bushidrill flirt again, Iaian deadpans in the corner

Tank Top Master and Mumen Rider pine for one another

Badd tells Zenko that it was just a really long bathroom break and she hits him again

The Blizzard Group protects Tatsumaki

Atomic Samurai's disciples protect him

Someone uses an impractical household object as a weapon

Fubuki + Psykos = Lesbians

Charanko shows up late

#opm bingo #manga spoilers

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2022 kpop recap

in light of the new year I've decided to talk all by favourite releases/groups that either came out this year ( I've also included songs i discovered  this year), i won’t be  including  any releases I've already reviewed. in no particular order.

catch & release-H1 KEY: i found this song like a couple months ago and i love it so much, the only way i can describe is if ITZY released flip a coin by BILLIE, it’s so good.

shakalaka - dal shabat: this song is sooo good i love the instrumental it  sounds glittery. i wish there were performance videos because i really wanna see the choreography.

forever 1 - SNSD: this song is so amazing, i already have a soft spot for group reunions but this song slaps, i feel like if you enjoyed queendom by red velvet or scientist and TTT by twice this song is right up your alley. also whoever was responsible for the final chorus deserves a raise for  the pure amount of emotion in her voice.

designer nct 127: i love this song so much it’s so nice, i love R&B so much anyway but SM’s producers  really understand the genre.

copycat - APINK CHOBOM: the vibes this song have are immaculate, there's something so nostalgic about it.

AOA: I've listened to AOA casually  but i recently decided to check out their Bsides and they have so many good ones, my recommendations are: cherry pop, super duper, 10 seconds and short hair(which isn’t a b side but still bangs)

F(X): similar to aoa I've always enjoyed their music but i’ve never really dived into their discography besides title tracks my recommendations are: love, chu ♡ , mr boogie, when  i’m alone and every bside off the pink tape album.

lovelyz: my recommendations are: obliviate, my little lover, babydoll and dream in a dream.

 chesire - itzy: this song slapped so hard in fact the entire album was fire.

baby i miss you - 2NE1:this song is so pretty, for some reason it reminds me of new jeans like if this song was released now it would go to new jeans.

tell me- wonder girls: she bangs idk what to tell you, i’ve started  listening  to this song every time i do my makeup and honestly  it’s changed my world view. 

onlyoneof:yeah so i just realised i haven’t mentioned how much i love  onlyoneof on this blog yet which is crazy because out of all the 4th gen boy groups i keep up with  onlyoneof have one of my favourite discographies, they remind of NCT and stray kids  because people kinda shit on them  because they have experimental title tracks which is so sad because they have some of the most back arching,toe curling, eye rolling Bsides known to mankind. anyway my recommendations are: coy, fragile, Dora maar, PicassO, instinct, tear of gOd, night flight, seamless mind, gaslighting, skinz, suit dance, sage, onlyoneof you, blossom, libido and savanna.

onf:nothing but bangers, i need all of tou to stop sleeping on them immediatley, my recommendations are: dry ice, beautiful beautiful, my genesis, belle epoque, we must love, summer poem, summer rain, the dreamer and the realist (the trabsition from the dreamer to the realist legit  made my draw drop) 

sf9: are you are hardcore fan of taemin ? have you been missing his music since his deptare to the milatery? are you a fan of wonho? do you love spider by hoshi, limbo by jun and pose by kino? then i have just the boy group for you, my recommendations are: fire, savour, trauma, good guy, scenario, now or never, summer breeze, tear drop(it sounds like a boy group version of panorama) and their cover of taemins move.

ciipher:are you a stay? are your favourite stray kid songs awkward silence,gone days and get cool? THEN STAN CIIPHER my recommendations are: i like you, solo, fire, blind, moon  night, fame, you and stay.

mirae: DO IT FOR DONGPYO but for real my recommendations are: drip drop,juice, killa,  snow prince and marvelous.

bae173:please their so good, song recommendations : crush on you, loved you, jaws, DaSH, GET HIM ugh.

TAN:if you like exo or seventeen then stan tan immediately my recimindations are: du du du: beautiful lie, walking on the moon, sing with you and  midnight.

tfn: atp i feel like nugupromoter but for boygroups if you like cravity or treasure my recommendations are: asuabalbalta, edelwiess, run up and when the sun goes down.

Anyway I’m gonna end it here, wow this really got away from me, I might start doing this monthly or something anyway I hope you enjoyed this, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! :) bye

#h1 key #dal shabet #snsd #girl generation #nct 127 #apink #apink chobom #aoa #f(x) #lovelyz #itzy #2ne1 #onlyoneof #onf #wonder girls #sf9 #ciipher #mirae #bae173 #tan #tfn