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flwersgarden · 2 years

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So a wut about Austin!elvis x reader where reader used to be his neighbour when they were kids but they never liked each other? But the reader was favoured by His mum? And reader mum liked elvis cuz he was getting famous and all, so one day their parents decided to do a family gathering of both the families and few friends elvis and reader both had bought a date with them and they felt jealous of each others date so the confession came out in a rough sex way? Or if u are not a fan of writing smut so in an angst way?

note: it's not that i'm not a fan of smut it's just that i don't know how to write it :( but i'm a fan of elvis angst so here ya go! hope you like it<3

since you could remember, you and elvis couldn't be friends.

not even when you were kids.

you remember how he would sometimes laugh at you and try to bother you before acting like the victim in front of your parents.

since he moved with his mother in your little town, he has being your own personal nightmare.

you hated him. and the feeling was mutual.

the only reason you talked, or even acknowledge his presence, is because of his mother: gladys.

she was such a sweet soul, bless her for having such a stupid asshole as a kid. not that you would tell her that, she is quite fond of that stupid asshole.

like your own mother.

she always teased you about him, saying how you like him so much that you fought those feelings with hate. little you just pouted, starting to cry whenever the thought of liking elvis would appear in your mind. like ew, disgusting, boys!

but it got worse.

when elvis started to sell enough records to become so popular that everyone would have his name in their lips, your mother planned a way to really get you to like elvis.

“ aw come on, that was years ago! ” your mother complained about you , fixing her makeup as she waited for you to stand up and dress at least a bit more eccentric.

“ i don't care! i don't want to go. ”

“ y'know, his mama invited you. ”

you clenched your jaw, your mother knew you couldn't say no to that woman. she was so nice for you to just dismiss.

“ a-and she said you could invite someone! elvis id going to bring that girl, uh.... ”

“ dixie. ”

“ yes! dixie, ow, such a weird name.. ”

with a sigh you went upstairs, ignoring your mother's excited clapping when she noticed how you accepted even if you didn't really said that.

“ oh, honey! i'm so glad you could make it! ” elvis' mother greeted you, hugging with one of those bear hugs you love from her, making you smile as you greeted back.

“ thank you for inviting me- oh! i brought stanley! ” you took a step back so gladys could see your date, her face seeming to fall for a bit.

“ oh, well, that's... great. ” she moved aside, giving you and them space to enter the small department they lived in.

“ y/n please, sit and wait for elvis and dixie, me and gladys are going to make dinner. ” your mother said, quite excited, kissing your forehead before leaving making you roll your eyes before looking at stanley.

“ wanna sit? ”

“ yeah, sure. ” he softly replied, sitting on the couch with you.

after a few minutes, some giggle could be heard before the door opened and closed. a happy elvis and dixie entering the apartment.

“ no way that was real, oh my god! ” dixie said between laughs, making you stare daggers at her.

elvis was about to answer, probably with some joke, but he paused when he saw you and your date holding hands.

“ y/n? what are you doing here? ” elvis' arm left dixie's waist making her frown for a bit before looking at you again.

“ your mother invited us. ” you coldly answered.

“ oh. ” he said, seemingly sad, his shoulders back.

“ uh, hey. ” stanley said, clearing his throat before standing up, holding his hand for elvis to shake. “ i'm stanley and is really nice to meet you. ”

elvis just shook his hand, a mocking gaze shining in his eyes. “ hm. ”

“ my date. ” you quickly said, standing up to stand next to stan, who just, oblivious, smiled.

“ really? ” elvis' eyebrows shoot up, biting his tongue to hide some annoyance he had for some reason.

“ yeah. ”

“ elvis? ” dixie's voice cut through the thick moment, everyone's eyes snapping to hers. “ i-.. ”

“ dinner's ready! ” your mother called out. thanking god, you grabbed stanley's hand walking to the table to ignore the heat through your body.

as you sat down between elvis and stanley, you took a deep breath, feeling the tension that could follow the four of you.

a moment passed before you could enjoy the food, ignoring dixie's gaze in front of elvis and stanley's gaze on yours.

“ so, darling. ” gladys' voice resonated through the room. “ how long has it been since you've seen elvis, he has changed didn't he? but he is still handsome as ever. ” oh bless her, she didn't knew about elvis and you fighting each other whenever you both could.

you glanced down, catching the sight of dixie's hand squeezing elvis' hand making you frown and turn your eyes to glady's again.

“ yes, indeed. ” you gave a soft smile, missing the shocked face in elvis' face and your mother's little proud smile.

“ ah! ” gladys happily squeaked, slightly clapping. “ i knew it, y'know elvis told me you-. ”

“ mama. ” elvis stern voice interrupted the moment, you looking at him with a dissapointed but not surprised look while everyone else just sat in silence.

“ sorry. ” she answered back, returning her attention to the meal.

you felt like crying, the tension was draining your energy, until you felt a soft grasp in your hand.

you looked to your side, stanley giving you one of his reassurance face, a kind of ' i'm here for you' thing you appreciated. it made you smile, both of your hands in your lap as he returned his focus on eating so no one would question you about why was he holding your hand (he knew how you hated to answer those kind of questions).

“ such a delicious meal, gladys. ” dixie's soft voice tried to start a good conversation, a timid smile in her face. it made you want to vomit.

“ thank you dear, this recipe is actually y/n's mama recipe. ”

your mother just smiled at her longtime friend, gladys returning the smile before everyone started giving each other a few compliments.

stanley leaned to your ear. “ and you look beautiful. ”

god, how he made you shy.

you looked at him, a little shy smile in your face. “ and you look handsome. ”

before he could say anything else, you could hear dixie's giggle. turning in a 'subtle' manner, you could see elvis whispering in her ear with a teasing smile.

fucking di-.

“ y/n, is it true? ”

“ huh? ” you snapped out of your angry thoughts, directing your attention to gladys.

“ you're moving out? ”

you looked at your mother who, for everyone else, was just drinking water but, for you, she just stirred some haunted pot.

“ uhm, yes... i'm going to move in with some friends, to continue looking for a job while i finish school. ”

gladys' sympathetic look made you want to cry only for her to comfort you.

“ aw, darling, that's such a big step, i'm so proud of you. ”

you smiled at the interaction you were having with her, someone you always saw as a second mother and as a mentor sometimes.

“ thank yo-. ”

“ where are you moving? ”

you turned, surprised elvis could talk after all, clearing your throat before answering.

“ probably los angeles or... some fancy city. ” you shrugged your shoulders.

elvis scoffed. “ a fancy city, huh? ” he shook his head, throwing his napkin to his empty plate. “ is that what you want? ” he asked, not looking at you, but his gaze was tough. the plate could cry if it was alive, for sure.

“ what? ” you asked back, you could feel everyone's gaze on the both of you. “ of course-. ”

“ or is it something your pretty boy told you to do? ”‌

“ excuse me?! ”

“ elvis presley! ”

yours and gladys' voice were heard at the same time, you were fuming while gladys tried to shut him up.

“ what are you implying? that i can't make my own decisions or something? ”

“ don't put words in my mouth. ”

“ then? ” you encouraged him to talk, oh, how bad you wanted to punch his stupid face. as if he had the right to be angry in that moment.

he kept quiet, just clenching his fist.

“ anyway, um. ” your mother weakly tried to intervene but before she could even try, you stood up, tears burning your eyes, ignoring stanley's calls and gladys' apologies.

you ran outside while thoughts filled your mind.

how dare he? how dare he judge you?

you weren't even aware of your surroundings because you couldn't feel two strong hands holding you steady.

“ y/n, listen to me! ”

you blinked, looking up to find elvis' concerned face.

“ god, i thought you wer-. ”

a hard slap interrupted him, your hand was burning but you couldn't care less.

“ fuck you, elvis presley, fuck you and your fucking pretentious career. you think that because you are now this big thing you can look down at me? you can judge what i'm going to do? ”

elvis could just hold his cheek, very surprised at this violent outburst. he sometimes expected you to hit him, he knew he crossed the line, but he didn't thought this would be your last drop.

“ yes, i'm doing this because stanley told me to. and you know why i said yes? because, for once, someone wants to take care of me. because, for once, someone loves me enough for them to look out for me. ” your bottom lip was trembling, you felt like you couldn't breathe. “ because, at last, i found someone that made me forget you. ”

you covered your mouth with your hand, don't cry, don't cry, please don't cry.

“ i love you. ”

your hand slowly fell down at the sound of those three words, turning around to find elvis still looking at the ground, his hand no longer holding his cheek.

“ i've always loved you but i just couldn't tell you. because i felt you deserved better than me. someone that could buy you beautiful dresses and take you out on a date. what could i offer you before? ” he looked at you. “ but now? now i can offer you the world. i can be a better man. i don't want you to throw away your life for someone that clearly doesn't know you. like i do. ” he punched his chest a few times. “ like. i. do. ”

you could just hear, speechless and frozen in your place, the tears falling on your cheeks.

“ because i love you and i will always love you. ”

you took a step back when he tried to hold you, the hurt look in your face didn't get a reaction to you.

“ i don't care. ” you coldly said. “ am i supposed to believe that? ” you laughed with no humor in it, grabbing your hair before stomping your feet.

“ you humiliated me! you mocked me! you hate me! ” you pointed at him, your hair a mess and your makeup ruined; showing elvis a glimpse to your heart after he stomped on it. “ what kind of man that loves someone treats them like that?! ”

you tried to take deep breaths to calm yourself but your nose felt stuck and your lips felt cold. as if you were dying.

“ you ruined my life and you will always be the only person i truly despise. ”

“ you, elvis presley, will be never get my love. i will, get this in your thick head, never love you. ”

elvis could've fell down in his knees at that moment, the break of his heart noticeable in his face.

“ fuck you. ” you whispered before walking past him, hitting your arm with his before leaving without caring about anything.

elvis could've beg you for your forgiveness. but he knew you well enough. you will never forgive him.

he fell to his knees, feeling like his heart was slowly turning black due to the lack of emotion he felt. how empty he felt.

you were his whole life and he threw you away everytime you tried to be his friend.

he remembered how cute you looked in that new pink dress in kindergarten and he also remembered how sad you looked when he threw his drink on it. you never showed yourself to school with something new after that.

he remembered how excited you looked explaining him how each star had a story behind it when you took him stargazing in your school trip and he also remembered your frowning face when you noticed how he was talking to someone else about something completely different. you never tried to talk to him about your interests after that.

he remembered how happy you looked when he invited you to this birthday party his friends were throwing him and he also remembered how devastated you looked when he screamed how embarrassing you were in front of his friends. you stopped acknowledging his existence after that.

so he couldn't blame you.

you tried. and he didn't.

now he has to face the consequences.

after that, he had to see you do things he wished you would've done with him.

he had to see how you move with stanley after years of being together.

he had to see you get married to him, a small wedding to which he wasn't invited to attend, only knowing because of his father receiving some invitation, that for some reason, smelled like you.

he had to see you grocery shopping with a baby, one he wished was a nephew before he heard you trying to calm the, now, crying baby, ' who's my little baby boy? yes, you are, my beloved son who i love more than anyone else. ' that wasn't his.

he had to see you live happily, without him.

#request 🤍#damn this was.... damn #elvis presley x reader #austin!elvis fic #austin!elvis #austin!elvis x reader #elvis 2022 #elvis x reader

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radio-navlee · 3 months

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id sell my soul for you to write nikki and neil ganging up on max >:3

No need to sell your soul goul! I gotch you!

Say it!

Lee: Max

Ler: Nikki & Neil

Summary: Nikki and Neil had enough with Max just insulting them and decided to finally do something about it!(Takes place before s5)

——————————————— “Eugh! Max you reek of coffee!” Neil complained causing Max to growl back

“Yeah, I need it so I can deal with your bullshit!”

“Shhhh! Guys I’m trying to listen to what Terrence is trying to say!” Nikki shushed the boys cupping her hands around a fly and holding it up to her ear

It was a relatively hot day at Camp Campbell. Nikki, Neil, and Max laid in the grass that had been warmed up by the sun. David and Gwen thought it would be a good idea to give the campers a free day. (It totally wasn’t because Gwen didn’t wake up on time and David couldn’t think of anything to do for the day)

“Okay! Good bye Terrance!…. Yeah I can’t speak fly..” Nikki sighed

“I thought having a free day would be fun or something, I’m just bored!” Neil whined.

“Shhh! I’m trying sun bathe!” Max whipped out a pair of sun glasses and put them over his eyes.

“Sun bathing in a hoodie and jeans?”

“Guys did you hear that? I could have sworn I heard an annoying pussy start talkin” Max said with sarcasm

“Don’t call me a pussy Max!”

“I’ll call you what ever I want!”

“Can I call you stuff too Neil?” Nikki interrupted

“Nikki how about you go speak with the animals, you Snow White wanna be!” Max grumped

“Hey! I don’t even like Snow White!” Nikki frowned

“Max quit being such a dick!” Neil stated

“That’s funny, if you get to call me a dick then I get to call you a pussy!” Max crossed his arms

“I didn’t mean it like that!” Neil started to get annoyed with all the bickering.

Max, Neil, and Nikki broke out into an argument between all of them for different reasons, but it was mostly all traced back to Max. Neil pushed first

“Max your so annoying!”

“Don’t push me!” Max pushed back

“Ugh! This is exactly what I mean!” Neil and Max wrestled on the ground bumping into Nikki and pulling her into the fight as well.

“Let go!”

“Ow stop!”

“Hey!”

“GET OFF!”

“AUGH!”

Nikki and Neil both caught each others eyes and nodded their head, ganging up on Max and pinning him down.

“Hey! No fair!” Max gritted his teeth

“Stop calling me a pussy!”

“Stop calling me Snow White!”

“Get off me!!” Max growled

Now Max was pissed, this was just ridiculous! He squirmed underneath them but could get free. Nikki had pinned his shoulders to the ground while Neil unintentionally held his sides down.

“Stop callin us names! And say sorry!” Neil compromised

“This is outrageous!” Max groaned

“Now!” Neil readjusted his grip squeezing Maxs sides

“GAH! NEIL!” Max jumped

“What?”

“Don’t doho- that!”

“Do what?”

“Eh? Whatever you just did!”

Neil thought and squeezed Maxs sides again.

“Stohop! I mean it!”

“Max your ticklish?”

“Shut up!” Max blurted embarrassed

“What, can’t handle when I do this?” Neil teased squeezing Maxs sides over and over again. Max almost lost it. He tried to stifle any giggles trying to escape but Nikki was already starting to pin his arms

“GaHAha!” Max finally broke letting all the pent up giggles spill.

Neil moved up to his ribs to try to get a better reaction. Spidering between every rib and vibrating his fingers, Max was losing it.

“EHAHAhehaHA! NEHEhil!!”

“What?”

“QUHIhihit it!” Max bucked

“Say sorry!” Neil let up

“I- hihi- don’t say (inhale) sohorry!”

“Is that so? Nikki, help me out!” Neil smirked down at Max watching the smug in his eyes drain.

“I’d be glad too!” Nikki chirped, instead of hold his hands up she used her legs to pin them down, making her hands free. She giggled looking at Max wiggling her fingers, she swore she heard Max whine.

“Fuck!” Max let out his last words before Neil went back to his ribs and Nikki went right above his armpit. Teasing and tickling his upper arms instead. Luck for Max, Nikki couldn’t get under his hoodie like Neil.

“THISIS ihis STUPIHihihid!!”

“Just say sorry Max!”

“Yeah! Before I get you!” Nikki wiggled her hands in front of Maxs eyes. ‘That’s right, fuck!’ Max remembered, Nikki knew Max was ticklish, she knew all his spots.

“So are you gonna say sorry or not?” Neil stoped for a second.

“s-sohohorry…..YOUR STILL A PUSSY!!” Max insulted

“Oh that’s it-” Neil was cut off by Max laughing hysterically.

“GAHAHA! NIHIHIKIII!! FUHAHAHACK!!” Max scrunched up his neck at best he could, but he could not escape Nikki’s fast fingers.

“Nikki how did you-”

“DAHAHMNIT!!!”

“That’s not all! Look how he reacts when I get his ears!” Nikki quickly changed spots, Max squealed.

“SHIHIHIHIT!!” Max tried to shake her off but Nikki was too quick.

“NIHIKKII!! YOHOUR SUCH AHA *snort* GAH!”Did Max just snort? Holy moly, Neil was impressed. Nikki stoped to laugh.

“HAHAHehe! Sehee! Gosh Max you’re insane!” Nikki wiped a tear from her eye

“Nohot fuhunny!” Max said trying to catch his breath.

“Neil, if you’re still look for that apology. Try his hips!” Nikki said, grabbing Maxs hands and pinning them.

“His hips?”

“NO!” Max blurted

“Yeah his hips!”

“Like right here?” Neil teased tickling the air right above his hips

“Fohor fucks sake!” Max complained

“Yea yea! Right there!”

“okay!”

“Wait your serious?”

Neil inched closer

“WAITWAITWAIT!!”

Closer

“NEILISWEARTOGOD!”

“Closer”

“neilneilneilwaitpleaseyouhavenoideahowloudimgonnaget!!” Max tried to warn him panicking at the anticipation.

“If only you would-,” Neil latched onto Maxs hips, massaging into the bone

“-Just say sorry!”

“AHAHAHAHAAA! OHOHKAY!! ILL APOLOGIZE! PLEHEHEAHASEE!!” Max plead

“And it will be a real apology?” Neil did his best to drag the tickling on

“YEHES!! IT WI-*snort*-IHILL!!” Max snorted again! Nikki was laughing her ass off.

“Ok ok!” Neil let up

“gehehez!” Max panted

“I’m sohorry! I’m sorry I cahalled yohou a- a pussy!”

“There we go!” Neil clapped, Nikki let go of Maxs arms and Neil got off.

“Ugh, please shut up!” Max said covering his face in embarrassment

“Some one’s embarrassed!” Neil said in a baby voice

“Stop!” Max pushed Neil away

“I got an apology! I got max to say sor-ry!” Neil sang

Max whined, turning to his side to think of what just happened. ‘Did I really just say sorry?’ God damnit! Neil turned around to see Max lying on the ground facing away from him.

“Hey Max? Are you okay?”

“just don’t mention this every again!” Mad mumbled

“Sorry what?” Neil got closer

“I SAID-!” Max stoped himself and quieted down

“I said, don’t mention this ever again! Not to David! Not to Space Kid! Nobody should know about this!”

“About how easy it is to take you down with just a couple wiggles of the finger?” Neil laughed

“Ugh! Shut up! And yes!” Max groaned

“it took so long to get Nikki not to say anything!” Max pointed to Nikki who was digging up the grass.

“Okay okay! I won’t say a thing!” Neil said putting his hands up and backing off.

The rest of the day was pretty tiring for Max, the three of them laid back down in the grass just talking about whatever came to mind. Max eventually fell asleep causing Neil to also fall asleep, which made Nikki also fall asleep.

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Okie Dokie artichokie! Hope you enjoyed :)

-Navy out!

#sfw tickling community #tickle #tickle fanfic #tickle fluff #camp camp tickle #tickles #lee!max #ler!neil #Ler!nikki #Ticklish!Max #campcamptickle

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starjxsung · 27 days

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i take back everything i said about the met gala. i sell my soul. skz aren’t dressed as good as we wanted (but it’s what we expected)but of course they look incredible as always. and id do ANYTHING to just stare at them in person. i wanna be there.

-🐈‍⬛

If I had a penny for every time I talked about Hanji and Felix from met night I wouldn’t have had to work today bc I would be FILTHY RICHHHHHHHH 😔🤲

Tommy Hilfiger’s styling is still just…. Tommy Hilfiger. But good GODDDDDD CAN SKZ PULL OFF SUITS. The elegance and just their PRESENCE…….. I want to climb Hanji like a tree like I want to fuck him right there on the red carpet he’s standing on ‼️‼️‼️‼️ would’ve given up my kidney to be there cheering them on (esp with all the trashy paparazzi ruining everything) it’s moments like these where I’m like hmmm yup yeah I fucking love stray kids

#🐈‍⬛ anon #ask

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lazywitchling · 2 years

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I've identified as ace for about 5 years but for me I don't feel proud about it? I want to...

I'm trans and also ID as bi, so people don't really get how I can be bi and ace... So I don't make a big deal about my asexuality and even when I'm talking about my identity, or anyone is. My asexuality never comes up.

I don't know if you can relate to this at all really but my question is:

How did you come to accept your asexuality? Was it a struggle for you? And do you have any advice for someone that's shunned that part of themself for so long they've no idea how to even think of being proud of it?

Have a great day/night 🌻

Oooooh. Hm. Well this may or may not be helpful, but here we go:

I am currently only functioning with the one label. "Asexual" is my thing! Yay! I have my flag! I find my flag in gifsets and art and buttons and things! Cool! [points at the greyscale-and-purple] Look, it me!

I might be aromantic as well? But I'm less connected with that label, and not really sure if it fits. It probably does? Might not? idk. Either way, I don't see the aro flag and go "It me!" And tbh, that's totally fine. I can have parts of myself that are exciting and that I connect with and that make me proud. And I can have parts that are like "You know, idk, that's not really a big deal to me. It's part of me, sure, but it doesn't really impact me right now."

You don't have to be OUT AND LOUD AND PROUD of every bit of yourself. Some things can just kinda be there.

I don't really make a Big Deal about my sexuality IRL, either. I wear an ace ring because it makes me happy, and because I've found and been found by a few other aces that way. I have an ace flag pin that I made, because it signals others that I am Part Of The Group, Too. I have never really come out in the dramatic sense, never sat anyone down and explained to them my ace-ness. But if they pick up on the symbols I wear, cool! But nbd if they don't.

Most times, my pride is less prideful and more comfortable. Identifying as ace just makes me feel right in my own head and life and how I relate to the world.

The times when I have felt pride is around other people. Participating in covering this website in rainbows during June makes me feel pride, because I'm doing it alongside others. Talking to other aces and swapping urls of etsy shops that sell black rings makes me feel pride, because I've made that connection and found another person like me.

And I'll tell you what, I have never felt more prideful than I did when a friend of mine came to me and told me that she'd recently started identifying as ace, and it's because she had seen me and just how normal I made it just by talking about it. That by watching me, she realized that what she was feeling was normal and actually pretty cool and not wrong or scary at all.

[chef kiss]

I'm giving you a really long answer, I'm sorry 😂

But yeah. Pride is cool. Being comfortable is better. Pride follows that pretty easily. You probably know this better than I do, with your being trans! When you find something that seems to click your soul into place like a puzzle piece, you feel that moment of "Ahhh.... yes, that's right" like a good warm blanket. Flags can come later.

I can expand on the story later, but basically how I accepted my asexuality (after several months of waffling "am I? no. but am I? i mean. nah. but maybe?") was that I essentially said to myself "I am asexual. And that's pretty cool."

#a longer and sadder bit of the story was that at the time when I first identified as ace #there was a much larger community on this blue website #and our memes were better #I do miss the days of cake and swords and dragons #at some point this website decided that aces exist to be Debated About #even the posts in support of us are like 'Forget what the haters say - I think you belong! :D'#and I'm just always like '.... what haters. why are we talking about haters. who said I didn't?'#I'd rather just talk about cake.#lw ace hour

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edelblau · 8 months

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i dont feel like commenting on last rb directly bc i would never burden an op with my commentary but i basically agree with it, like do i think tumblr or discord deserve dickriders when theyre both constantly doing stupid shit (especiallly tumblr) not really but also discord charging absurd prices for useless cosmetic shit doesnt effect me at all as someone who can simply choose not to purchase them

like the checkmarks on here are tacky, the discord borders are ugly and the fact that in order to even see the shop you need nitro is really funny but i would much rather people pay for that kind of useless fluff than essential features being locked behind paywalls or tumblr selling my old vent posts from when i was 14* *any more than they might already

like yeah ideally we would not live in a terrible society where those are our only two options, ideally the web would not be as monetized and soul sucking as it is, but it is and any wide sweeping change to fix that is unfortunately not in the books right now and so id much rather have discord push out ugly gif borders for nitro users in the meantime

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peachiipark · 2 years

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Hi 😊 could you maybe create some main four headcanons of what type of person they would be in a group chat? I think that'd be funny of how much chaos they would get into together 😂

super duper late, im sorry!! this is such a great idea tho like id sell my SOUL to be a bug on the wall reading this conversation

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KURAPIKA KURTA

talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference, put it in a blender, shit on it, vomit on it, eat it, give birth to it-

my bad guys..

i like to imagine that he doesn't know how to text- like he KNOWS how to do it but his conversation game is absolutely suck-ish.

the manga states that he doesn't know much about pop culture so i like to think that he takes some phrases VERY literally.

"BYEEE 💀"

"Do you have somewhere to be?"

perfect grammar most of the time with the exception of not adding a period on occasion

slow typer. types with one finger.

never initiates conversations, he has to actually find one there if you want to see him

will never use emojis.

if im being honest.. bro would just like your message.. im making him look better than he actually is .. he'd just read it

although hxh is in a modern setting, ill be using a domestic (?) au so his entire clan isn't kurta puffs

very bad cocoa puffs joke. im sorry.

NO HE'D BE SO CONDESCENDING I FEEL IT

"have u heard about what happened to deez"

"?"

"DEEZ NUTS"

"Was that supposed to be funny?"

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LEORIO PALADIKNIGHT

mans got the most flamboyant last name.. might have to take it for myself if you feel me 😈

I'm so sorry.

in my defense it [was] one am and i get funky after 12

ANYWAYS

leorio is such a blast to text

he may use 😂🤣 but he's still adorable and the nice ppl who use it ARE FUNNY OKAY

he deffo makes dad jokes over text

i imagine he gets much more mature over text when kurapika appears in the chat 💀

he's the type to put down his phone and have a breakdown if he gets a spelling mistake.

AND KILLUA WOULD CALL HIM OUT RELENTLESSLY 💀

leorio would answer pretty speedy even if he's at work. i feel like he's really reliable and even if he missed your text, he'll be there in a few minutes.

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KILLUA ZOLDYCK

if killua has a million fans, then i am one of them. if killua has ten fans, then i am one of them. if killua has only one fan then that is me. if killua has no fans, then that means i am no longer on earth. if the world is against killua, then i am against the world.

what a dramatic intro

anyways!

killua would be so hilarious everyone can argue with the wall

he'd use grammar on occasion but i just headcanon him as a lowercase texter (this isn't speculation he just told me guys i i swear /j)

he's still a bitch tho

"hey kil i forgrot the hw could u send?"

"*forgot"

"THAT DOESN'T ANSWER THE QUESTION?"

he STAYS correcting grammar for the sole purpose of being a little white haired asshole and i completely support his evil ways

Deez nuts.

if he doesn't answer your messages just text him on discord. trust me.

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GON FREECS

random fact: did you guys know that GON is MYYYY son? yeah, i didn't think so.

i feel like since he's so clueless about so many things it would be so easy to mess with him 😭

"NAURR"

"i didn't know you were australian, y/n!"

his signature like emoji like the ones on insta would be a sunflower

he's so kind i think every other message out end in a :)

AND WHEN HES MAD HE DOES THAT THING

Y'ALL KNOW WHAT I MEAN WITH THE SUDDEN GRAMMAR

"are you mad"

"No."

I JUDT HAD TO ADD IT IDK IT FELT RIGHT.

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accompany on: to the masterlist!

#kurapika kurta #kurapika hxh #kurapika #hunter x hunter #hxh #killua #leorio #leorio paladiknight #gon #gon hxh #killua hxh #killua zoldyck #chrollo hunter x hunter #gon freecs #gon freecss #leorio hxh

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the-francakes · 2 years

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hot take... but should we be allowing social media that makes a profit (aka tiktok, websites, and podcast recommenders, anyone that makes sponsored posts or sells ad space, etc.) to be featuring fanfic?

i was having a discussion with someone yesterday about how they should treat fanfic differently than published books when reviewing and recommending. they said something that really bothered me. that if they were only promoting fics and not critiquing, then they wouldn't have a lot of content. and i’ve just been sitting here thinking like... i don’t write fics for you to have content, i write to share my hp love and to help strengthen my self-confidence to write original work one day. to be critiqued at this level, where I'm just trying to convince myself i can write for a living, would crush my soul, and id find myself not writing for another 10 years.

so yeah, i dunno. i love that people want to share my writing, that they want to yell and shout and dance about how it made them feel, but it really makes me uneasy to be considered someone's content when i’m not publishing at a professional level, especially with the idea that my non-profit hobby will get them followers and be paid via an ap, sponsored posts, or ad sales.

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fwoopersongs · 1 year

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不好惹 - Don’t Mess With Him

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Someone asked me to think on my sins, but I reflected many times daily [1] and found that the fault lies not with me. Someone said that I’m a big monster [2], but I’m just an annoyance who likes to hem for two seconds before speech [3]. A friend has come from places distant [4], we must torment their spirit and labor their limbs, yeah ~ starve their body, impoverish their person, cause disorder in their actions [5] and whip them, maybe ten times. Then finally, banish them to some other court [6].

Passerby A: Boss, what are these hard-boiled eggs selling for? Lü Shu: Boiled eggs eh, one-fifty each, three dollars for two, ten dollars for six with a dollar change. Passerby A: Then please give me three. Lü Shu: This is a small business which doesn’t take credit ~

Excuse me, I shall leave now. Listening to you monologue has wasted ten precious minutes of mine.

Of people with shared mutual dislike, there are many. This decision to keep a distance is not bad at all. If you ask me how far is enough, I would say, ideally, a separation by life and death.

This lifetime of mine, I’ve never asked anything of anyone, besides the psychological SHADOW of everyone seated here. I am naturally best at filling people with impotent infuriation.

Oh, and cutting ties.

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OMG I saw the OP for this donghua 大王饶命 in December and was utterly obsessed. It’s SO GORGEOUS. Very very imaginative! I still watch it at least twice a week. Forgot I’d translated it for a friend bc I put it in our chat and never went back xD. We were supposed to be going out in two hours (to have tofu and then teaaaaaaaa), but I shared the vid and she said she watched it on loop for a while one year ago, but doesn’t know what the lyrics say.

So like obviously, I was a liiiiittle late to the outing. LOL.

Sharing it here now!

I don’t want to ruin the gorgeousness of the video with fonts so, here it is in English just so you know what it’s about (I think there must be quite a number out there!) ~ IT’S SO IRREVERENT AND FUNNY.

There’s a lot of it that must be references to the novel or donghua, and this amazing MV made its donghua a place on my to-watch.

Don't take any of the quotes too seriously 🤣 this POV is trolling all the way.

[1] 日三省吾身 From Analects, Chapter: Learning (学而) - https://ctext.org/dictionary.pl?if=en&id=1105&remap=gb#s10019801

[2] 大魔王 Big fiend / demon king. This is what you call a big troublemaker and plague on your soul xD

[3] 不过爱沉吟两秒的气人精 Pretty sure this is a reference to the character of the speaker who may also be the main character? The irritation caused by a deliberate indecisiveness perhaps? xD

[4] 有朋自远方来 Also Analects, Chapter: Learning (学而) - https://ctext.org/dictionary.pl?if=en&id=1102&remap=gb#s10019792

The absurdity of having a friend over to visit and instead of being a good host, you uh ↓ do that (’Heaven’) and shoo him away with a whip like a toad disturbing your fun.

[5] 必先苦他的心志劳他的筋骨 yeah 再饿他的体肤空乏其身行拂乱其所为 From Mengzi's essay, 生于忧患，死于安乐 - https://ctext.org/dictionary.pl?if=en&id=1789&remap=gb

[6] 然后鞭数十吧最后再驱之别的院 From Shen Fu's essay, Interesting Things in Childhood (童趣), about what he did to a toad which interrupted him watching insects fighting

https://m.gushiwen.cn/shiwenv_e6ea5cd95b75.aspx

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有人让我反省自己可我日三省吾身发现错不在我有人说我大魔王可我不过爱沉吟两秒的气人精有朋自远方来必先苦他的心志劳他的筋骨 yeah 再饿他的体肤空乏其身行拂乱其所为然后鞭数十吧最后再驱之别的院

路人甲：老板这个煮鸡蛋怎么卖吕树：煮鸡蛋一块五一个三块钱两个十块钱六个找你一块钱路人甲：那麻烦您给我拿三个吕树：小本经营概不赊欠

在下先失陪听君一席话浪费了我宝贵的十分钟

彼此讨厌欠扁的人很多保持距离这个决定还不错如果你问我多远才足够那么我会回答最好是阴阳相隔

我这一辈子谁也没求过除了在座各位的心理SHADOW 我本最擅长的就是气人不偿命

哦还有斩断人际关系

#不好惹 #阿萨Aza #夏铜子 #MeLo #this OP is so pretty #i still watch it once in a while lol

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scribblingplace · 2 years

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Payment Due - A Living Dead Dolls Ficlet.

Kitty sold her immortal soul and servitude in exchange for a 4.0 GPA, and a few other fun favors. Lou Sapphire is here to make her pay up.

CW: Suicide mention.

Kathleen Baylock, more colloquially known as Kitty was laying on her bed, idly scrolling through her phone with one hand while filling out her math work with another. Not even looking. After all, the answers would all be right.

It was, what was that thing called? Automatic writing? Yeah, except instead of hearing from some dead grandma it was a direct line to the depths of hell. Turns out The Devil was great at calculus.

And English.

And French.

And Chemistry.

And History.

This year was going to be a breeze.

The phone in her hand buzzed and the caller ID flashed the initials L S.

Kitty’s brows furrowed in concern as she answered.

“Oh hey Mr. Sapphire!” She started, her tone perky despite her nerves. An affect she’d perfected at her last two summer jobs.

“What can I do for you?”

“Your payment is due Kitty.”

She blanched and opened her mouth to speak, the cheer draining from her immediately.

“And what is it you-” She was cut off by a shrill scream in the background on the other end, some agonized yowling, the shattering of something heavy.

“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Prepare yourself.”

The line went dead. Suddenly, selling her soul didn’t seem like such a great idea. How did she- she didn’t even know what she was preparing for. The minutes dragged by until finally, the doorbell rang. Kitty jumped and raced downstairs, trying to brace herself for whatever dark deed she would be asked to carry out.

She hoped whatever it was it wasn’t too gory, she’d just gotten her nails done.

She hesitated at the door a moment longer. Hearing something on the other side, an argument mostly muffled by the thick wood. Apparently Mr. Sapphire had brought friends.

Whatever the commotion was put to an end with a sharp and booming. “SILENCE.”

Kitty took a deep breath and opened it. As good a time to make her introduction as any right?

She wasn’t sure what she was expecting to see, but it probably wasn’t an ostensible prince of Hell holding two glowering children an arms length apart, one hand on the collar of each of their coats.

Kitty looked down at them, watching as the man marched them inside, and then looked up at Lou Sapphire. His normally perfect hair was disheveled and his glossy black tie was ever so slightly out of place.

“Uh-”

“These,” he began, releasing the children as he spoke, “little monsters, are yours for the night. Make sure they don’t kill each other.”

The girl, the younger of the two who bore a striking resemblance to Mr. Sapphire blew a raspberry at him, and the boy, who had the same black hair but an overall far less demonic appearance rolled his eyes at her, then turned his attention back to Mr. Sapphire. “Father, this isn’t fair!” He whined, “If Sin will just st-”

“Damien, you're staying with Kitty tonight.”

The boy’s shoulders sagged and he mumbled his agreement, before glaring daggers at his sister.

“I’m sorry,” Kitty started, tentatively, the three of them had seemed to forget her for the moment, speaking up put her in center stage. “Do you just want me to babysit?”

“Yes, their last sitter had an… accident.” “She hung herself.” Damien said flatly.

“Her note said it was my fault!” Sin added brightly. “I give you a month.”

Mr. Sapphire pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled. “I don’t really care so long as you make it through the night. Children, pockets.”

Another eye roll from Sin, and a scowl from Damien as they set to the task demanded of them. Sin’s pockets contained a startling collection of matches, Damien’s small rocks, a slingshot, and a doll made of twigs with some hair balled up inside.

At last, when both the pockets were inside out and he had collected all their illicit goods Mr. Sapphire nodded. “Alright, have fun kids. Kitty, best of luck.” With that he took a step back, out of the entrance hall and onto the porch, the doors slammed behind him, locks clicking into place.

Kitty stared down at Sin and Damien. Babysitting, she could do this. “So…You guys like horror movies?”

#Living Dead Dolls #LDD #Living Dead Dolls Series One #Living Dead Dolls Series 2 #Damien #Kitty #Sin #Lou Sapphire #I don't know why I decided Lou should be a slightly esxhausted single dad #but here we are #There's a tentative third one in this series in the works featuring Sheena trying to get to her gig #and a fourth with more of Graves and Sadie and Mildread hanging out #Maybe one with Onyx trying to start her evil council

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sarah-dipitous · 6 months

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Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 321

Don’t Go In The Woods/Spyfall: Part One

“Don’t Go In The Woods”

Plot Description: the Winchesters face off against a ravenous monster, while Jack makes a big mistake trying to make some friends of his own

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: I wouldn’t have to sneak out to the woods at night to make out with a significant other for SEVERAL reasons

They really think someone’s gonna sell Jack beer?? He still very much looks like a teenager

Omg there’s a kid in town watching the Ghostfacers (I hate that this year has caused my phone to AUTOMATICALLY CAPITALIZE the g in Ghostfacers)

Oh, oh baby boy. I hope they don’t make fun of you for your autistic traits. Him lying about his age is…hilarious “well, im two—wenty. I’m twenty…two. I’m twenty- two”

Why would you hike like this at night?

Oh they actually put some effort into this monster

I know he’s going to make a big mistake but I don’t want him to 😭 he’s finally making friends, even if they don’t really understand each other

Why is the sheriff so shady?? I mean…so are Sam and Dean, really, but we trust them because we know them

Oh Jack, you don’t need to be showing off like this. Oh yeah, you’re getting run out of town for SURE, Jack. You needed to stop showing off with the angel blade when they asked you to. Ok you healed her, but you are not getting asked to hang out again

Oh…that’s a really bad way to get rid of the problem you’re having. That tribe should have just killed the last remaining member of the first family of white settlers, I’m sorry. I don’t care that he did a cannibalism and went crazy, you kill him. You don’t curse him to roam the woods you live in, you don’t curse him to always need to feed…why would you do that?

Is this the first time anyone’s ever told them “why don’t you tell people that monsters are real?”

I hope the sheriff’s son makes it out okay. He did, that’s good

Ok sounds like he has at least SOME part of his soul left…maybe. It’s so hard to tell. He doesn’t want to lie by using a fake ID to buy beer but he has no problem lying to the boys about what happened while they were away

“Spyfall: Part One”

Plot Description: when intelligence agents around the world come under attack from alien forces, MI6 turns to the only person who can help, the Doctor

These two episodes better be good because aliens attacking secret agents seems like the plot to a bad movie, but at least they’re up front about two parters now

I miss when companions didn’t have steady jobs: they were students or temps or kissograms or their workplace literally blew up. Easier times

13 should be able to wear the goggles more often

Cars on this show haven’t been this deadly since ATMOS

The companions getting high tech weapons is giving Totally Spies and I mean that as the utmost compliment

Omg I’ve never seen anything get that close to successfully breaking into the TARDIS

“No panicking when you’re not trusting anyone” I could not do espionage

The payoff of this eventual reveal would have been better if I didn’t know O was the Master

Ok the spy toys are cool and fun…

Why is that—why are those beings made purely out of light. They’re terrifying. Look like me first time I wear shorts after a long winter

They wanna take over this whole universe…

Ok, the guy Ryan and Yaz were sent to spy on IS working with (or maybe just for) the aliens

I knew Yaz couldn’t be completely gone even though she got absorbed (?) by the alien and is now in some weird foresty place

I’m nearly CERTAIN that’s not really Yaz OR her dna is being rewritten as I type this. How did she get from (iirc) San Francisco to Australia?!

I love the friendship between Yaz and Ryan

Why is the Master always hot??

I’m just realizing the dude’s company VOR would be pronounced like vore and I don’t know how I feel about it

I NEED to know if this is a situation like during Utopia or if he’s just REALLY GOOD at lying

Omg did she put on 12’s coat again 🥹 plus a bow tie?

I think the Doctor and Castiel should get to have a conversation. I just think the way their blunt way of communicating would mesh….not well but funnily. This is how superwholock was created, wasn’t it?

I wish Doctor Who would remember it’s campy fun and not a blockbuster action movie

Oh he’s so fun already. Of course he controls the aliens they’ve been fighting

Oh, now the Doctor is where Yaz was as her friends are plummeting to their deaths on an exploding plane. What a nice way to end this part one

#hellsite nostalgia tour 2023

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warmthintouches · 2 years

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Then we got fuxking Andrew..

Who i would literally sell my soul for if I knew it would make him less sad.

But he is a actual baby. Hes 18. And I would never want to do anything with him other than just be friends. But, I think he has a big ol crush on me. But he plays it off really well for someone his age.

He has drunkenly told me several times how pretty he thinks I am. And he gets drunk and wants to ask each other questions and I ask friendly questions when he goes straight for the sexual stuff. But for some reason I always answer them.

He has hinted around at asking me if I think he isbattractive several times and ive always managed to avoid it bc he was drunk or something.

But tonight he made me laugh bc he is on vacation and he sent me a video of a hot tub that looked so dope and he said

Him: if you were here you could join me in .005 seconds I wouldn't make it weird either.

Me: wouldn't have to ask me twice. I just want to chill and have my muscles finally relax after how tense I've been for the past few weeks.

Him: there's also a balcony with a beautiful view of the mountains that id take advantage of if it was with the right person.

Me: honestly thats the best. Balcony bangs ftw! 🤣

Him: okay, I have a serious question...

Me: um, okay?

Him: nvm I forget

Me: are you sure? 🤣🤣

Him: if you had a couple drinks and were relaxed/ happy and i was there (and there wasn't such a huge age gap between us obv( woukd you ever consider balcony sex with me? Lololol im just curious.

Him: and you have to be honest..

Me: 🤣 If I was truly being honest.. yes I would. But id feel very weird about it afterward. Woukd you with me tho? Lol

Him: honestly I would no doubt. You're very pretty and id be honored. 🙏 lolol

Me: 😳🥰 thanks

Him: yeah for sure. Lol did you ever find anyone to send nudes too?

Me: nope! (Total lie but he doesn't need to know)

Him: damn unlucky for all the guys out there

Me: yeah especially bc I've been working out and losing weight. I had a couple of guys try and wasn't feeling it (more lies)

Him: 🤣🤣 gotta have standards. If you're ever desperate or want to check hoe they look and want someone you can trust, you can always send them to me. I'll keep them strictly between us.

Me: LOL ill keep that in mind 🤣🤣🤣

Him: not going to lie id be down, I think you're beautiful but I know we're just friends.

Me: 😳 whoa there big boy! Id be way too embarrassed and nervous. And I love live our friendship and don't want anything to mess it up. But thank you, I really appreciate it.

And then we went on with the conversation for a little bit but he fucking kills me. He was trying to be so causal. And he truly is such a sweet boy but he's a child to me and I coukd never do that.

I love our friendship so much. I love him so much but just as friends.

He means too much to me to jeopardize that, truly. But the whole convo made us laugh at the same time.

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diaryofacrazyprofessionalfangirl · 6 years

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Apparently EXO and Stray Kids are in Germany

Germany isn’t too far away from Italy, it’s quite close compared to other countries

You know, while you’re there you can also come to Italy and visit me, I have a house

Wouldn’t be too bad, you know

#please #id sell my soul for them to come to italy #wait a minute #imma call crowley #666 hello is this hell?#yeah id like it if exo and stray kids went from germany to my house in italy #exo #stray kids

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yourheartonfire · 3 years

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Here it is, the conclusion to Identity Crisis! Thanks again to @gingerly-writing for the original prompt.

This won't make much sense without the prior parts of the story which can be found here: one, two, three, four.

Voices battered against the villain's pounding head. Everything was darkness and agony and they would sell their soul for five more minutes of oblivion. But this wasn't their first rodeo, nor their first time waking up from a concussion, so they gritted their teeth and forced their sluggish brain to turn noise into words.

"...and they really had no idea?" Superhero was saying. "How could they not recognize the person in their bed?!"

The telepath sighed. "Everyone has blind spots. Even you and me."

Superhero shook his head. He was at the wheel of some little sporty two-seater, the telepath beside him, and the villain handcuffed jammed painfully into the tiny cargo area behind the two heroes. They shut their eyes and tried to sort the pain into categories. Oh, it was bad. Agony in their upper left ribs, aching numbers in the left shoulder, and their head throbbed to beat the band. Yeah, a concussion and probably broken ribs and collarbone to go with it. Shit.

"Why do we even need [Hero]?" said Superhero with an un-super whine to his voice. "You said you got the compound formula."

"One, it's still experimental and there's more work to be done before we try enhancing you," the telepath said patiently. "And two, I could say some things about killing a goose that's already laid one golden egg. Trust me, that's a one of a kind mind. We need [Hero] on the team."

"So what do we do with this?" Superhero grumbled, and jabbed a thumb back at the villain. They froze. "They know my ID, they're trying to sell the compound to [Supervillain], and the last thing the team needs is some rookie in love with their villain."

"I agree. Which is why [Hero] will never realize the truth," the telepath said serenely. Her eyes flicked up to meet villain's in the rear view mirror, a vicious smile curling across her pale lips. "I was thinking we let our problem solve itself. After all, [Hero] came to us because [Villain] threatened their civilian lover. How terrible that they hesitated to join us at the cost of their lover's life."

A blink - and suddenly the villain was looking at themself in the passenger seat, smirking back and tenderly holding Superhero's hand. Superhero startled - then burst out laughing. "Oh that's perfect," he crowed. "You're the best, darling."

The villain thrashed and nothing happened. Their body, their voice, made no response. No! they screamed inside their head - because of course the telepath had known they were awake, of course she was still in their head. Leave [hero] alone!

The telepath grinned at them and turned away. "Timing will be everything," she said in villain's voice."You'll want to get there just in time to save [Hero] but tragically too late to rescue their poor civilian lover."

Interesting, you intercede for them and not yourself, echoed her voice inside the villain's head. For that, I'll make your death swift.

"Hm," Superhero said, stroking his chin. "Can we make this [Hero]'s fault somehow? I don't want to start off with them seeing me as a failure."

"Good idea, sweetheart," the telepath said. "So how do you want to murder me this time?" The two fell to planning villain's murder as the villain once again collapsed into darkness.

Time swam in a haze of pain and bumpy roads. The next thing the villain knew they were on the ground in some filthy warehouse, back in their civilian clothes and handcuffed to a pillar, with a few extra bruises and bloodsplatters. All trussed up to be killed by their own alter ego. Fucking fridged for Superhero's benefit.

But something had gone wrong. The villain sensed it immediately. For one thing, they could hear the fight happening outside. For another, the telepath's control over their body and voice was gone.

"[Hero]!" the villain screamed. "In here!"

There was a rumble. And then the wall of the warehouse exploded into a rain of shrapnel as Superhero and Supervillain barreled through, locked in all out combat. A moment later the telepath staggered through at a run, followed by a swarm of Supervillain's masked henchmen, clearly too many for her to control all at once.

But the villain's eyes went immediately to the one henchman who leapt gracefully down into a neat tuck and roll, flowing easily through the fight. Beelining straight for them.

The villain opened their mouth - as Superhero landed in a crash of concrete right in front of then. Hero skidded to a stop, eyes wide behind the mask as the city's most powerful super faced them down, body radiating light and power for an attack -

"Stop!" yelled Supervillain and clicked a small device in her hand.

A tinny hiss and recorded sound filled the room: "You'll want to get there just in time to save [Hero] but tragically too late to rescue their poor civilian lover," said the telepath - in her own voice, no mental tricks to hide it. "Hm," replied Superhero. "Can we make this [Hero]'s fault somehow?"

The Supervillain clicked off the recording with a smirk.

Superhero's glare raked across the hero, standing arms out between him and the villain. But he powered down. The telepath also dropped her hands, glowering. The henchmen backed away from her cautiously, into to the shadows.

"You tapped this scumbag's phone?" Superhero said through his teeth.

"Hacked it, technically. Are we done here? Ready to slink away?" Supervillain said sweetly, crossing her legs into lotus position where she floated in the air.

"This isn't over," the Superhero snarled, but in a rush of displaced air he and the telepath were gone. The hero let out a gasp of relief, fell to their knees to yank the villain free of the cuffs. The villain tried to stand, or at least to lean in an insouciant position. But they immediately collapsed into their arms with a moan of pain.

"Poggers," said the Supervillain, untangling herself in a swift backflip. A snap of her head and her too-bright eyes locked on hero who looked up sharply. "Looks like you got yours..."

The hero gulped, but dug into their pocket, flicked a thumb drive up. Supervillain caught it, gave an ironic salute. "Pleasure doing business, kid. Good luck running for your life."

She sailed out into the night, her henchmen following.

The warehouse was abruptly, utterly still, the only sound the distant roar of traffic and the creak of settling metal.

"[Hero]," the villain whispered. The hero shook their head, not looking them in the eye. They hadn't looked them in the eye once.

"Supervillain hacked your phone after you called her about... about my research," they said softly. "She heard Superhero grab you, so she found me, played me the tape..."

The villain swallowed, though there had been no doubt when the hero entered the room what the hero knew. "And you made a deal," the villain finished hoarsely.

The hero nodded, hands trailing awkwardly down the villain's sides. "God, you look awful," they said. "Can you walk? Your car is outside-"

The villain grabbed the hero's hands. "I have money!" they gulped out. "Hidden away. And a safe house. No one knows it, not even any other villains. I mean if you're running, let me help." They swallowed, gripped the hero's hands tighter. "Let me come."

The hero sat back on their heels. For the first time they met the villain's gaze and the villain's breath caught on the naked pain and confusion in their eyes.

"Did you break my leg on purpose so you could do... whatever this was?" the hero asked.

"Yes," the villain said.

The hero blinked. "What... is this? Why did you do this? You hate me!"

The villain was already already shaking their head. "No. No. You're the best part of my life. Please. You came back to save me - you have to know there's something here worth salvaging!"

The hero dropped their gaze down to their intertwined hands. Gently they pulled free.

"Let's get out of here," they said, pulling villain to their feet. "We can talk about it in the morning."

But in the morning the villain woke aching and alone in a hotel room, their car keys on the dresser and the bill paid. There was no note - they tore the room apart looking for it until the hotel manager threatened to charge for a second day.

It was a long, lonely convalescence in the villain's tasteful little safe house. It was poorly advised, but still villain couldn't help following the local cape gossip obsessively. Apparently Superhero and Supervillain were at loggerheads over a supposed superhero serum that turned out to be a sham. And Hero was gone without a trace.

The villain moved on. The villain made themselves forget. The villain came back better than ever with new schemes, new plans, new crimes.

They hadnt had a plan last time, had tried to have it both ways. But now they had defined their priorities, verbalized their goals, built their way upwards.

When their hero re-emerged, this time the villain would be ready.

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