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outpost51 · 10 months

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The 51 Post

so. bad week, if the prolonged absence wasn’t enough of a clue. but! i did write a... moderate amount. listen, i've been coping with sims.

Contents:

Things You Might Have Missed

This Week's Jams

WIP Breakdowns

From the Skwad

Around the 'Blr

Things You Might Have Missed

get on my taglists for WIP updates, 51 post, tag games, and ask events!

BRHP: Chapter 17 posted; K A DM O S.

Unlikely Adventures, Ch 2 posted; it’s literally in the blurb but it hurt me to write too

BRHP: Chapter 16 posted; baby's first fight pit, and a family secret is revealed.

Murky Water: the 7th entry into the Lighthouse in the Fog shorts; our new Keeper finds her answers.

This Week's Jams

aliens (porcelain remix) || xylø, porcelain [spotify/youtube]

avoidant attachment || libby larkin [spotify/youtube]

fire fire || flyleaf [spotify/youtube]

no care || daughter [spotify/youtube]

let the flames begin || paramore [spotify/youtube]

devil’s teeth || muddy magnolias [spotify/youtube]

WIP Breakdowns

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

hngggg i am. behind. it’s all outlined but my god i was too tired to write much

Unlikely Adventures of Bitchface and Go F*ck Yourself

[affectionately strangles zadimus]

Blinding Neon, Shades of Grey

[vibrates] hhhhhh i love the orville scene, i forgot how much i love the orville scene, yes i will post the orville scene this week if yall bully me (pls)

Stellar Parallax

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Lighthouse in the Fog

8th short will be coming out some time tonight or tomorrow, it’s been an uphill battle to write today, anyway things have Developed in a Direction i was not Expecting

In the Works

i have noodled some of those random shuffle prompts. some of you are getting whacked with the emotions stick

From the Skwad

SSSC 006 wrapped up! see the entries here.

@thetrashbagswasteland posted a little too good to be true, a follow up to a little too much like me as their submission for MEBB 2023 and it is rife with snark

speaking of MEBB, @sparatus also published his triumphant return to His Original Bullshit: serpents in the garden and i am living. he also wrote skewed results for FFF208 bc we all need more teia

@uraniumwriting also wrote a submission for FFF208 in which caspian is forced to be a reporter for a day

we have FIVE updates from @teamdilf this week: a sweet piece in which adrien is offered some kittens, ch 20 of in-laws and the grandparents, this drabble that actually ripped my soul out through my eyes, ch 16 of man of many talents, and the first chapter of father, daughter, rocket launchers, and a side of wrex

@bambino1294 dropped the second chapter of upright tower and it was well worth the wait

@equusgirl has given us two more treats for sapphic summer: heaven or hell and if the bird likes it's cage so very much, why is the cage so tightly shut

@commander-krios wrote this squee-worthy despina/theron piece and also this stolen moment between jeff and john

@writernopal wrote a character study with mariel and sartor that i’m still thinking about actually, it’s wild to see how much the characters have developed between the first and third books

@asher-orion-writes posted another installment of fairweather YAY hhhhhh i fucked up and peeked at the last few lines before i read it and now i’m trying to wrap up so i can go eat it

Around the ‘Blr

@tabswrites blessed us with both the second chapter of ascension and chapter 4 of silver sentinels!!!

@vacantgodling’s art comms are open which i will be taking a look at given it does not fall through the holes in my swiss cheese brain, he dropped toph art that i’m OBSESSED with AND a lukewarm rejection sneep bc toph’s bday was the 7th. tell him happy birthday 4 me

bit over a week but i missed it last week — @autumnalwalker announced that the archivist’s journal is COMPLETE, so if you were ever looking for a reason to binge it, now’s the time (the anniversary is july 16th!). find it here @thearchivistsjournal

@captain-kraken dropped a sonhara lore masterpost oh my GOD

screaming crying frothing at the mouth over @liv-is’s fae headshots WOW

@void-botanist gave us the LORE on the revalo tailory & hotel and i will chew off my arm if tumblr doesn’t start giving me gd notifs about this

@artdecosupernova-writing dropped SO MANY shorts this week, so here’s the tag, go nuts; also a post on the planet holeph that i am eating with a spoon

we now have such amazing faces to put with the cast of @elshells’s agent ace (courtesy of @illjustpretend)

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Outpost Updates Taglist: @tabswrites @writernopal @freedominique @asher-orion-writes @liv-is @starknstarwars @captain-kraken

Ask to +/- in the tags, replies, DMs, or HERE!

#my fic #outpost updates #if i missed you throw something in my inbox or tag me!!

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writergirl3 · 1 year

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4 Town As Songs I Shamelessly Loop

What it says! I've been feeling way more inspired after my week-long trip away. I dove back into my playlists and came up with this idea. Thanks for anyone who's still stuck around after my sorta hiatus. I'm gonna be updating more often again!

Enjoy my absolutely shambolic music taste and look out for more content soon 🧡

Robaire;

Vision of Love - Mariah Carey

'You treated me kind, sweet destiny! And I'll be eternally grateful, Holding you so close to me.'

Something about this song just screams 'Robaire' to me. The mix of slow jam sensuality and jaw-dropping vocals is so on brand for him.

This song is a classic and I could definitely imagine Robaire singing this either before fame in a talent contest or as a solo artist later down the road. Let's face it, if anyone can rival Mariah's whistle tones, it's Robaire.

Jesse;

Whatsername - Green Day

'I made a point to burn all of the photographs. She went away, and then I took a different path.'

So, I personally hc Jesse as being an ex member of the alternative rock scene. He went through many phases, but his grunge/punk time was one for the books. And like any good punk rocker, he still loves Green Day.

The chilled, mellowness of this song is reminds me of him, too. That and the lyricism, the theme of leaving a romantic interest in the past. I feel like he'd have related to this song with the mom of his kids. He'd definitely have had some long drives blasting this song, screaming out the lyrics as the melody builds.

Aaron T;

Don't You Worry 'Bout A Thing - Stevie Wonder

'Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama. 'Cause I'll be standing on the side When you check it out.'

My God, this song is T to a T. The Latin American flavour, the garbled Spanish in the intro, the upbeat playfulness. It's all him.

Plus, we know T is a supportive friend and S/O. He has a positive outlook on life, and he definitely passes that on to his loved ones. Bolstering them up to take on life's challenges while waiting in the wings to support them through it all.

Aaron Z;

Lavender Haze - Taylor Swift

'Staring at the ceiling with you, Oh, you don't ever say too much. And you don't really read into my melancholia.'

I won't lie, this song gave me inspiration to do this post in the first place. Something about it reminds me of Z. Maybe it's the purple aesthetic, the sombre beats, the whole vibe of giving no f*cks. I don't know, it's all just very Z.

Plus, I feel like he's a night owl. Finding peace in that time of the night when everyone else is asleep and he can let his imagination run wild. Part of him comes alive at that magical midnight hour, and that's what this song is all about to me.

✨Bonus ✨; In the modern AU, I hc Z as having a fat secret crush on Ms Swift. T's definitely planning an embarrassing encounter between them at some point.

Tae Young;

Intro; Persona - BTS

'Persona, who the hell am I? I just wanna go, I just wanna fly. I just wanna give you all the voices till I die. I just wanna give you all the shoulders when you cry.'

I know, I know- picking a K-pop song for Tae-

Buuuuut, I genuinely feel like this song is so Tae. It's all about discovering yourself through supporting those you love most. As I hc Tae as bisexual, and we all know he's the youngest, he's still growing into himself. But he has so much love to give, and the members and 4 Townies see that.

Also, this song is super rogue but honestly such a bop. It's catchy and a lil feisty, and we know that Tae isn't all sunshine and rainbows.

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Musing Meaninglessly Masterlist

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fandom-junk-drawer · 2 years

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The Witcher Headcanon (Modern AU) - Fighting - Bonus Scene Part 1

Appologizing in advance because I was really mean to Jaskier in this one...

Oh, d**n.... Well, that hadn't gone well at all...

Geralt was on the way back from a job in Rinbe when Jaskier called him. It was late, and Geralt figured the Bard just wanted to tell him about how well his show in Tretogor had gone. But Jaskier's voice sounded strange over the phone.

At first Geralt figured he was just drunk, but then he started picking up the tightness in his voice. The overly casual tone. And then the slightly too long silence before Jaskier asks, "Where are you right now?"

Just getting into town, now-!

I need you to come pick me up.

F*ck. He was in trouble. "Where are you?"

You remember that one restaruant Yen made us all try, and the food ended up being absolute sh*t? Yeah, that one. I'll be round the back.

Geralt finds him in the back alley ten minutes later, sitting slumped against the wall, one hand holding the back of his head. He turned, going very still at the sound of Geralt's footsteps, and his eyes had that weird light to them that he got when he was... "Easy, Jaskier. It's me." Geralt said as he stopped a few feet away, hands held away from his body where Jaskier could see them. "It's me. Geralt."

Jaskier kept watching him with that eerie stillness as he inched closer and slowly knelt beside him, trying to avoid the blood and broken bottles. Geralt reached out very slowly and carefully touched his bruised and blood smeared cheek like he'd seen Yennefer do. The feral look dimmed. "Geralt..." he whimpered, dropping the bloodied push knife he'd been holding out of sight.

He'd obviously been in a fight. There were over turned crates, scattered rubbish bins, and other debris. And there was blood. It was on the ground, on Jaskier, and pooling next to the hulking mass of a dumpster that squatted a few yards away. Geralt's enhanced eyes could see the motionless figure huddled in its shadow.

Geralt picked up the knife and put it in his potion bag, trying not to make any sudden movements. "Was that the only one you had on you?"

"I-I didn't want to, Geralt!" Jaskier said in an exhausted whisper, handing over a second knife. He paused to spit blood, "He came up to me as I was leaving and tried to start sh*t with me. Said he didn't like my face, or something. I tried to run, but...he caught me, and...I couldn't get away!"

"Then he got what he f***ing deserved." Geralt said as he gently pulled Jaskier's hand away from the back of his head. The hand came away bloody. Sh*t. He leaned him forward and found the three inch long laceration on the back of his head that was bleeding sluggishly down his back. F**k.

He pulled out his pen light to get a better look. It didn't look any better in the light. Jaskier spat more blood, and the Witcher looked in his mouth, finding that he was missing some of his teeth.

Geralt unbuttoned the front of Jaskier's shirt and started feeling around.

"You're going to do this here?" Jaskier tried to laugh between pained gasps as Geralt found all his bruised ribs. "Why don't we go somewhere more private?" *Suggestive eyebrow wiggle* "I know a guy with this really sweet vintage Shaggin' Wagon! It's got shag carpeting and every-!"

Jaskier covered his mouth with both hands to stifle a scream as Geralt's fingers pressed on the two lumps on the left side of his chest, right next to his sternum.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Geralt rumbled softly as Jaskier trembled and panted in short gasps, hand hovering over the subluxated ribs. He tensed when the Witcher went to touch him again, the intense, cold look back in his eyes.

Geralt knew that look. Jaskier had a feral side that would come out on the rare occassion, under certain circumstances. Being cornered and beaten in a back alley was one of them. It made things extra exciting because you never knew what he was going to do.

Right now his fight or flight response had been switched on , and he couldn't run....

"Shhh," he said, his voice low as he slowly rested his hand on his chest. He could hear his rapid heartbeat, and smell the adreanaline in his sweat. "It's me, Jaskier. You know i'd never hurt you on purpose."

It took a moment, but the Bard did relax again and go back to hiding behind the overly casual, cheerful mask. Though Geralt noted that the look in his eye didn't completely fade. The pain was keeping him one step away from his fight response.

Geralt found more bruised ribs on his back and a suspicious bruise on his right flank. He was fairly certain what it was, but he just needed to make sure. "Up you get, Bard," he grunted as he eased Jaskier's arm across his shoulders and slowly eased him to his feet.

It was a slow process, punctuated by Jaskier's muffled exclamations of pain.

"I need you to p*ss." Geralt said when Jaskier had stopped shaking.

WhAt?

It's going to be a long drive home, and I'm not stopping. And you are not going to try to p*ss out the sliding door while I'm driving like you did the last time!

Do I have to? I can't go with someone watching me!

Says the guy who had no problem hanging out the side of a van at 70mph to try to p*ss on the packed tour bus I was passing. I'll close my eyes, okay? Now go.

But he's watching me!

They both looked at the body by the dumpster. Geralt turned the pen light off.

There, now he can't see you. Take a p*ss already!

Jaskier leaned awkwardly against the wall and started watering the cobbles. Half a second later he said in a concerned whispered, "GeRaLt!"

I know, I can smell it. You're p*ssing blood. You've got a bruised kidney-! Geralt paused, tensing. He could hear sirens in the distance. F**k! They probably weren't looking for them, but Geralt wasn't going to take a chance. "Pack it up, Jaskier. It's time to go!"

"Wait! Wait! I'm not done! Jaskier protested. "Hold on a second!" he whispered, turning around and forcing Geralt to dance out of the way of the bloody stream. Jaskier aimed it at the corpse, whispering fiercely, his Northern accent coming out "Take that, ya b**tard!"

Geralt pulled Jaskier's arm back across his shoulders when he was finished, and headed to the van.

He sat him on the floor on a plastic sheet, gave him a towel to hold against the head wound, and then found the main street and casually joined traffic.

He stopped at the hotel Jaskier had been staying at and picked up his things, telling a worried Madeleine that he would call her later with a proper explanation. Then he drove until the town was a distant glitter of lights in the rearview mirror. Geralt pulled off the road and parked behind a bank of trees so he could take care of Jaskier's injuries.

The ride had not done Jaskier any favors. The bumps, turns and stops of in town driving had aggravated his injuries. By the time Geralt pulled over he was shaking from the pain in his chest and back, and was only able to manage shallow breaths. At least his head wound had stopped bleeding...

"I'm going to give you something for the pain, " Geralt said as he sat next to Jaskier and started digging through his supply cabinet. "So you can at least breathe easier. " And stop tensing like you want to stab me every time I move...

He rifled through the cabinet to see what he had. F**k... he was out of morphine.

Jaskier curled up, resting his head on his knees. "Don't worry about water. I'll take them dry,"

Geralt was quiet for a second before he broke the bad news. "I'm out of morphine."

"I'll settle for vicodin, if you have it. Lidocane is good too! I'll even consider naproxin at this point. I'm not choosy."

"I don't carry that other stuff," Geralt replied. " I do have some midazolam,"

"Midawhat?"

"It's like a painkiller plus a light sedative. It's a small dose, so the effects will only last about an hour. It's all I have, but... um... "

Jaskier tensed at the hesitation in Geralt's voice and lifted his head slowly to look at the Witcher. He already had a bad feeling about the answer. He swallowed nervously as Geralt held up a thin syringe.

"oh...f-f**k." he said in a very small, reedy voice, his face going pale. He hated needles. His hands shook as he started fidgeting with his fingers, trying to hold back tears.

"If you don't want it, you don't have to take it. I won't force you. But I will suggest that you let me give it to you. I'm going to need to get you out of your shirt, and with all those bruised ribs, and those two displaced ones I'm going to have to try to put back in, it's going to be pretty painful."

Jaskier swallowed, and blinked a few tears out his eyes, then whispered a thready "Okay."

Geralt let him have a few moments while be busied himself prepping the syringe, rolling his sleeve up, finding a vein, and cleaning the spot on the inside of his elbow. Geralt lightly rubbed his hand on his back, being mindful of the bruised ribs, and pulled him over to lean his head on his shoulder.

Geralt sat with him like that for a few minutes. Talking quietly and getting him to take some calming breaths.

"You ready?" he asked. "Y-yeah..." Jaskier mumbled, shivering a little as anxiety squeezed his chest. He swallowed thickly, looking down at the syringe before looking away as Geralt pressed his finger against the vein in his arm.

Geralt paused when he heard the change in his heart rhythm, saw him go white around his lips, and saw him do a slow blink. F**k.

Jaskier vaguely heard Geralt rumble "I'm going to lay you down," and felt an arm go around his shoulders as a ringing sound hit his ears and his vision faded out. There was pressure in his head, and a sensation of movement.

Moments later his head cleared. He was laying on the floor, a rolled up towel under his head and Geralt's concerned face hovering over him.

Geralt didn't give him time to think. He couldn't. He only had seconds before Jaskier remembered the syringe and either panicked, or tried to fight.

"Take a breath..."

Jaskier winced at the sudden pinch. He didn't even have time protest before the needle was out and Geralt was putting a band-aid on his arm.

"Generic band-aid colored?" Jaskier said shakily, sounding disappointed as Geralt helped him sit up.

"Sorry, I was all out the ones with the naked pin up girls with the ridiculously huge tits."

"F**k you."

Jaskier felt himself relax as the medication started to take effect. He was finally able to take a nice deep breath as the pain faded to the background. He felt pleasantly numb, barely flinching as Geralt helped him strip off his blood soaked shirt before stitching the laceration on the back of his head and washing the blood out of his hair.

Geralt kept talking to him periodically, asking questions, or giving instructons as he cleaned the blood off him and dealt with the minor cuts and scrapes.

Jaskier only felt a brief bit of pain, whimpering quietly when Geralt felt around the subluxated ribs in his chest. The Witcher didn't try to put them back in. There was too much swelling, so he decided to leave them be for now. There was nothing he could do about the missing teeth.

He layed him on the bed and rolled him onto his side to check the bruise on his flank. It looked like it was getting worse...

Geralt diluted few drops of Swallow in a water bottle and got Jaskier to drink it, then pulled off the Bard's shoes and jeans and covered him with a light blanket.

Jaskier shifted onto his left side "Wan' my blanket, Geralt..." He murmured, groggy from the meds.

Geralt dug through Jaskier's duffle bag and retrieved the worn blanket. He put it over him before dimming the lights. Jaskier grabbed at his hand when he turned to get his phone. "Don' leave! Please!" he whimpered anxiously, eyes clouded with fear. "Please don' go an' where..."

"I'm not leaving," Geralt said as he knelt beside the bed, hand rubbing the frightened Bard's shoulder until he relaxed and fell into a fitful sleep. He let his hand rest briefly on Jaskier's cheek before taking his phone and heading to the front of the van.

"Yen. Sorry to wake you, but...It's Jaskier...

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csvent-2 · 9 months

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Mod post on anon if already not.

For anyone who comes across CS and doesn't know why we bitch about it---------

Predator selling tactics like using FOMO real bad which is how we got the 20K Grem

Owners LOVE people with spending addictions and don't care if you practically can't eat

It's not abou the art style or whatever a lot of times it's just clout

No seriously some species people will buy anything of just to say they have it and not even enjoy it

Some are way too expensive after you learn how long most pieces take *cough* Wellhidden and his fucking customs just because he got to alien eyeball cats first and it hurts his fEeLiNgS if you have the balls to make your own

And then even if they make money a lot of CS owners complain they can barely pay bills or whatever like I freelance too bestie you need to find more stable employment as a side hustle if you can't make rent on just art even customer service from home can work and you can doodle between calls

Oh and you can't use their super unique idea even if they say you can that's instaban or harrass from whiteknights

Bigots and creeps hang around if they're popular enough or spend enough or sometimes the bigots and creeps are the owners like Clovercoin and K-es-tressier aka Soyu-k

Universe/lore is same shit like space explorers or ganked from WoF, Warriors, Night Furries, and stuff like that ooooh so unique everyone pay way extra for a space twink

Or the lore includes some creepy shit like how the species f-cks or slavery or something

Events are usually boring and rewards are min

CS owners and staff are famous for being total assholes and get away with things the rest of us could never

Community is full of people who need therapy for serious because no one spends thousands on pixels unless they're mega rich or have emotional problems

There's a lot of good thing, yeah, and a lot of bad things and sometimes you just need to scream

🌸

#csvent #closed species venting #no species mentioned #general cs

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damirosse-a · 1 year

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oh we’re doing plot wishlists now ? 💌 don’t mind if i do. leave a like if any of these interest you and i’ll msg you !

f/f. give my female muses more girlfriends. that’s it that’s the plot.

if you like vampires i literally have four ( 4 ) vampire muses so hmu

i want a confident girl to fall for one of my quiet guys. like he’s so shy and gentle and he will worship the ground she walks on and she makes him want to get better. i can see thaddeo or malakai work here.

anything with greek mythology

anything with dark magic

corruption plots >:)

younger guys and older women. something cheesy like pool boy or something scandalous like best friend’s son....i don’t mind which muse i am here !!

historical threads... you gotta plot with giovanni. he’s been alive since the 1600s he can fit into any era. bridgerton plot ? yes. wartime plot ? yessss. give them all to me.

oh but anything jane austen i’m still weak...namely emma, sense & sensibility, pride & prejudice

i miss using dolly...she’s a succubus so if you want some sm*tty k*nky stuff she’s there. or a jennifer’s body plot against a needy inspired muse. or maybe your muse is an incubus/succubus too so they’re in competition and they can hatef*ck ehe

messy exes, the fights, the screaming, the knock on my door that i’ll always answer because we always come back to each other

shady drug deals with some dangerous clientele, before they know it our muses involved with an underground crime syndicate and we don’t know who to trust but we get paid well...or maybe one muse has eyes for the boss’s arm candy...hmmm....

young single mom raising the kid on her own, the dad left due to whatever reason, but she opens the door one day and there he is. maybe he’s in a bad spot and doesn’t know who else to turn to...and maybe he doesn’t know the kid is his....i’d ideally like to use macy for this plot

“i used to have a crush on you in high school but you turned me down for another girl but it’s ten years later and i match with you on a dating app and we find we have a lot of common interests now and you’re a lot nicer than i remember you and still hella cute”

anything with assassins or spies.....buddies, enemies who are forced to work on the same mission together, undercover and assigned to kill each other, etc.

two actors who can’t stand each other but are always cast as love interests

give me final girl / slasher horror plots !!

#wanted: plots.#indie rp #indie rp plots #plot bunny #// these are so basic dfgnlgdjngf.#// i saw other people doing this and thought hey let me give it a shot.

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kitkatwinchester · 11 months

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OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!

THAT ENTIRE FREAKING SCILES AND LIAM SEQUENCE I CANNOT!! XD XD

These two are literally the most chaotic of dumb*sses and I seriously wonder how they ever accomplish anything sometimes, but I love them anyways. XD <3

Like, for starters, I love that Scott's first call is always Stiles. The fact that his immediate reaction to "f*ck I messed up" is always "Stiles help" is just so wholesome and also so funny and high-key so necessary sometimes.

THAT SAID.

Absolutely CACKLING at all of Stiles's judgement of Scott and his horrible plan (which, like, in Scott's defense, what was he SUPPOSED to do? They barely know Liam, and explaining the whole "hey you're a werewolf now" thing right then and there and hoping that wouldn't incredibly backfire (though, clearly it backfired regardless lol) probably wouldn't have been much better), especially considering that, as Scott so beautifully points out later, Stiles's plan is also horrible. XD

But seriously, that whole freaking sequence.

Like, the way that Scott is just avoiding telling Stiles exactly what happened (which is ridiculous, because you have to tell him regardless or you're not gonna get anywhere, bud XD), and then the FACE Stiles makes when he sees Liam in the bathtub is just pure gold. And then the way he keeps looking at Scott with this almost parental "what am I gonna do with you?" look as Scott is just going "I'm sorry, I panicked, just help me fix it please". XD

"As a reminder, this is why I always come up with the plans. Your plans suck." "I know. Which is why I called you. So what do we do?"

And then...what was the plan, exactly??

To...scare him even more? To make him feel like you're threatening him? To let him get away?

Because...mission accomplished. XD (Though, as an aside, Liam did such a good job with that manipulation with the crying to escape, so...full pointers, and he is gonna make a great addition to the pack. <3)

Like, the "plan" literally just gets MORE chaotic and just gets EVEN WORSE and I CANNOT with these two. XD XD

Scott: Liam, what happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you….it’s gonna change you. Stiles: Unless it kills you. ...shouldn’t have said that. Liam: ...what? Stiles: Uh... Liam: *starts tearing up* Stiles: Uh oh. Uhhhhh oh. Is he...is he crying? Scott: Liam, it's okay. You're gonna be alright. You're not gonna die. Stiles: Probably not. Scott: Stop it. Stiles: K possibly not. Scott: Would you just help me untie him? Stiles: Yep.

Wait so now you're just gonna untie him??

YOU GUYS EXPLAINED NOTHING!

NOTHING!!

They, to paraphrase Stiles, said some very confusing things that only got more confusing because of those confusing things that were already said, without ever really explaining anything, and at this point, Liam probably just thinks he REALLY pissed off the wrong upperclassmen, when really, Scott and Stiles are just complete dumb*sses who have no idea how to handle this new problem they've been presented with and I just... (Though, as an aside, we gotta appreciate that Liam doesn’t pull a Jackson and tell the cops that the boys kidnapped him lol.)

And THEN! When Liam escapes, they're, like, sooo flabbergasted ("Liam what the hell is your problem?") that he's trying to run away as if he should just trust them for some reason.

And then the way they, like, stumble out into the hallway and Stiles just, like, screams to get him (I've seen that gif before sooo many times and seeing it in context is even better) and then just TACKLE him, like...WHAT?!

And then all three of them go tumbling down the stairs, and Stiles is all proud, because he thinks he has him, but then he sees he's just grabbing Scott, and Liam is gone, and Scott is glaring at him, and they just scramble to sit up and stare at the open door and I just...

"Your plan sucked, too."

And the way Stiles just gives him that little “touche" nod because YAH NO SH*T SHERLOCK!!

DUMB*SSES!

LITERALLY DUMB*SSES!

The DUMBEST of dumb*sses.

I absolutely CANNOT with these two.

I love them both so much. XD <3

Things really do tend to go a lot better and a lot smoother when these two have each other, but also....they sometimes play off of each other's chaotic energy a LITTLE too much, and this is the result.

And frankly, between Liam's own screaming and sliding across the hallway in his socks, I get the feeling he's gonna fit right in.

I am so ready to see even more of this trio. XD <3 <3

Anyways here's a gif series of Sciles's dumb*ssery because oh boys... XD <3 <3

(THESE TWO (these three, frankly XD) I CANNOT WITH THEM!!! XD <3)

#stiles stilinski #scott mccall #liam dunbar #scott and stiles #stiles and scott #sciles #oh boy #i'm excited for the parental dynamics with liam #but also #this kid is doomed XD #these dumb*sses #i cannot #i love them <3 #my boys XD <3 #teen wolf season 4 #teen wolf #teen wolf spoilers #4x4 #sciles for the win? XD

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theinfinitedivides · 4 months

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this is so random but i would love to hear your opinion on mydramalist as a fellow asian drama lover. because it’s obviously well known as a reliable wiki of sorts in dramaland but i beg to differ. (the only plus i feel being the summary and cast list for info)

i mean, i’ve not seen a single comsec w more than two brain cells as a whole? there’s always complaints about female leads rooted from misogyny, they are never happy about story progression, and i just find so many of them kinda dumb sorry lol. like zero media literacy to be found, insufferable arguments, etc. the star ratings are rly just given to popular dramas w high profile actors too.

and i personally find it disheartening that so many ppl end up referring to mdl when considering dramas because so many gems are then lost and not given appreciation.

anon. anon anon anon if you know the way i sat straight the f*ck up when i saw the notification and then read through this ask bc yes. yes to everything here that is exactly it. almost three fourths of what i've watched this year was either 1. not received well by the general MDL crowd (Moon in the Day. where is the taste brethren to not like MITD and not even for reasons that actually make sense), 2. received well but had a good chunk of people bitching in the comment section, or 3. received well but had the main point of the show (and its relevant characterization) go over their heads. (The Worst of Evil aka TWOE comment section, i am f*cking looking at you. i can count on one hand the number of people who understood what that show was supposed to be about) the one fourth that managed to escape was bc the toxicity did not reach the comment section and everyone was pretty f*cking civil. alas if only it could be like that all of the time

case in point for the ratings example, since we've already briefly tackled the lack of media literacy—j-dramas on MDL are notoriously rated much, much lower than either k- or c-dramas. half of the time that's bc there are less users watching (and rating) them therefore the average is lower but the other half it's bc people simply do not understand good media when they see it. don't get me wrong there's some freaky ass sh*t in the j-drama world that i would not touch with a Grinch level pole but to see MDLers out here talking about how slow j-dramas are and that nothing's happening. have you considered that you are either watching the wrong genre or you shouldn't be watching j-dramas in the first place bc their entire setup and general narrative framing arcs are not your style. have you even thought about that for six seconds or are you too busy expecting it to read like a typical tropey rom-com k-drama with your trending oppas. (no hate on my tropey rom-coms with [most of] said oppas, i need them when i don't want to think i just want to see sh*t on my screen and scream about hot people and the Hand Umbrellas in the Rain and the Back Hold when the male lead catches the female lead before she falls and you have the fifteen second focus on their faces just looking at each other)

and the misogyny. oh God do not get me started on the dichotomy that was the Cult, as we affectionatly called ourselves, on the feeds while THEE sageuk of the year My Dearest was airing (beloved show [that i still need to finish. JangChae i'm sorry ily life hates me like the mf it is 😭], beloved commentary on the feeds. they saw the vision on the feeds) vs the sh*tshow that was the landmine field of the comment section (the takes i saw on Gil Chae, Eun Ae AND Ryang Eum respectively.......... the misogyny wasn't enough we had to add the homophobia into the mix. buy one get one free deal fr fr). you mad man. that sh*t was insane there was a point i banned myself from scrolling farther than the cast section until the show finished airing. i kid you not on average they didn't have even half a braincell. maybe a quarter of a quarter of one. f*cked up just say you are not decent people and go

this is not to say that all of MDL is like this. i have gotten tuned into absolute masterpieces of content (and have tuned others, amen) bc of a comment comparing a show i'm watching to another one or a review being posted in the feeds about a film with less than 500 people interested. i have reconsidered my choice to not watch something after having spirited discussions in private messages discussing the pros and cons of the premise and whether they managed to get it done without f*cking sh*t up. i still contribute semi-regularly by adding relatively unknown actors and crew members to the database so they can get the credit due them. if you know where to look, you can get some good sh*t out of that place. problem is most users who are new to both the site and East/Southeast Asian cinema as a whole don't know where to look, and the cycle continues, and the ratings continue to be skewed/bloated and no one pays attention to the plot, if there even is any to pay attention to.

tl;dr: begging people to not let MDL be the be all end all for their drama recs a la 'well MDL doesn't like it so i won't watch it'. babe we have said MDLers complaining about how the ratings on Viki are too high but in my entire time watching dramas i've found that in the past two to three years the Viki ratings are making more sense than the MDL ones. sit with that for a sec. when you're done branch out and see the world (literally and cinematically), i promise you will be a better person for it

#inbox #q: anon #mydramalist #mdl #kdrama #not what i expected to see this Friday but i needed to see it #anon love this got a bit long i'm sorry i am just. Passionate about this subject as you can tell #honestly istg the only reason i still use MDL is to track my sh*t. plus i obsessively organized my profile page and i am not letting that #go to waste no ty #i feel like the Asian drama fandom over here on Tumblr are just. slightly more normal somehow. also you'll get f*ckingly long analyses #on shows that will have you face down on the ground shot in six different places taken apart etc etc #situations like these are when i'm grateful that Bollywood is not available on MDL bc the takes with even less than a quarter of #a quarter of a braincell that i would have to deal with then........... God loves me that's why it hasn't happened #also. the Caribbean seeped into this once again let me explain. 'you mad man' is a Dominican (DM not DR) phrase. it has nothing #to do with the 'you mad?' in the African American community that is an entirely separate thing. 'you mad' here means 'you crazy?'#or 'bitch you ain't serious'. could have also said 'you too have limyé' but that would need another paragraph by itself to explain #bc of the Dominican specific context and this is not the kweyol/patois class session today sksksksk

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*Is playing in the grass at the park by myself, watching the butterflies when I am approached by a curious child* Haiiii! *Giggles, stands up, and goes into my shadow form to get on the kid's level*

(The child gives me head pats and sits down to play with me, clearly knowing that I have no intention of hurting him.)

*Lets out little squeaks and nuzzles the child gently, being careful not to knock him down as he laughs*

("OH MY GOSH JAXXON!" the child's mother screams, running over and grabbing him from me. She scowls, grabbing a metal pole and repeatedly smacking me over the head with it. The child starts crying, trying to tell his mother that I wasn't hurting him. The mother doesn't listen and hits me even harder.)

*Recoils in pain as my antennas twitch and I let out a strained growl*

(The mother continues hitting me until someone pulls her away, asking her what happened. "That monster tried to eat my baby!" she screamed, pointing at me. The child tries to say otherwise, but gets told to shut up by his mother.)

*Shakes my head* No I wasn't! I was only playing- *Recoils and lets out a short shriek as the man gives a swift kick to my eye*

("GET THE F*CK OUT OF HERE!!! WE WILL NEVER ACCEPT YOUR DISGUSTING ILK! SO DO US ALL A FAVOR AND GO F*CKING K*LL YOURSELF YOU GODFORSAKEN ABOMINATION!" the man screamed, kicking me again. The child is crying at how these grown-a** adults are acting for basically no reason.)

*Starts to cry and waves good-bye to the child, then goes into my full shadow form and runs away while sobbing; exits the park and sees the manager put up a sign*

"Starting immediately, all Shadowbugs are permanently banned from the premises. No exceptions."

*Heads home while crying, not interacting with any children who try to pet me or even any friendly dogs that try to play, fearing that their parents will shout at and try to hit me*

#banned #why why whyyy #i didn't even do anything #why are people like this #tw swearing #tw self harm mention

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zer0wasabitxh · 4 months

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Survivors Records

Episode 1

Leo sits down on the couch, putting his phone face down on the armrest and sprawling out. He picks up the remote and turns on the TV, scrolling through movies. He ends up settling on some random horror movie that he'd never heard of before. It doesn’t really matter what the movie is, after all, he’s just bored.

About an hour into the movie (which turned out to be a ripoff version of Scream), Leo’s phone starts blowing up. He ignores the notifications at first, but after about 5 minutes of his phone vibrating endlessly, he pauses the movie and picks it up.

The notifications read as follows; (Now) Sn: Holy shit one of them is at my door guys what the fuck do I do

(2 minutes ago) Sn: ok I locked the door guys Im so scared

(2 minutes ago) Wr: go hide in your room and put a chair under the knob

(2 minutes ago) Sn: holy shit. There are like 6 people outside covered in blood. What the fuck.

(2 minutes ago) Sn: oh shit my dad left the door open uhm

(3 minutes ago) Sr: is this a bad time to say W?

(3 minutes ago) Sn: I think I just heard him scream?? Like not an angry scream????? I’m confused

(4 minutes ago) Sn: guys my dad is going outside to yell at them.

Curiosity piqued, Leo puts in his password and opens the group chat, reading through the messages. As he scrolls through, however, his curiosity bleeds into a deep sense of dread.

Essentially, a group of people had been in Sunny’s backyard at 9 pm making a shit tone of noise, and eventually his dad went to yell at them. Leo guesses that they attacked his dad, based on the recent messages. As he’s reading through, a new notification appears on his screen.

(now) Sn: guys? I hit one of them on the head and they’re not moving. Guys,, I think I just killed someone.

A knife, his phone, some cash, and a waterbottle. He shoves the items into his bag and leaves.

*ring ring* “Come on… Pick up-!” Wren paces back and forth, trying the phone over and over again. He runs his hands through his hair and puts his phone down after the 5th missed call. His thoughts begin to spiral, an endless string of what ifs.

A bang at his door snaps him out of his thoughts.

They walk over and look through the peep hole. No one’s there. “What the..?”

They take a step back, a new feeling of uneasiness blooming in their gut. They stand there for a moment, before they start to hear a faint sound coming from the door. They move a bit closer, and realize that the sounds are that of something scratching at the bottom of the door.

“Oh fuck that.” Wren takes a deep breath, trying to reason with themself. It’s probably just a wild animal, or one of the neighbors pets that escaped. He turns and hopps over to the kitchen, where one of the windows has a good view of the front door. Surely it’s nothing. Nothing at all. One look out the window proves that thought very, *very* wrong. A… person, of sorts, or well, *half a person*, is laying on Wren’s porch clawing at the door.

Wren stumbles back, shocked. They rush back to the living room and pick up their phone, calling the groupchat. No one picks up. They try the phone a few more times, and they’re about to give up and figure something out on their own when they hear a ping to signify someone picking up the call and then a staticky voice. “H-y W-en are you -k?”

Wren moves the phone away from his ear and checks his connection. “What? Wait yeah you’re lagging out.” “Sor-y dea- zo-e” “Oh. Are you outside?” “Un-ort--ate-y” “Huh?”

“Ye-h” Their gut clentches, “any idea whats going on?” “K-nda. —-----------meet—--------” “Huh? You cut out” “I– te-t you an adr-ss, m--t me the-e” “Alright but what-” theyre cut off by a loud shrieking noise from the other end of the phone, and they flinch their phone away from their ear on instinct. “F-ck, I g-tta -o, M--t me a—---------------------” *click* “What the hell” They run to their room and start to pack a bag.

Something in the yard groans.

Sunny sits on the roof of his house, hugging his legs and scrolling through social media on his phone. Over the past few hours, social media has been flooded with messages about aggressive people appearing to be injured. A few websites have started reffering to these people as zombies.

The groaning from Sunny’s yard grows in volume, until at some point a banging sound starts up. Sunny scoots up further onto the roof. “What to do…” he whispers to himself After a moment of contemplating, he slides down and peeks over the edge of the roof. Four or five of the creatures have gathered next to the wall, directly under where Sunny is sat. He gulps and scrunches his nose. “Oh god the *smell*...” A few of the creatures have started to pile on top of eachother, climbing and clawing their way up the pile, trying to reach Sunny. He knows he’s running out of time.

He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, and drops. He grabs onto the roof and swings into his open window, narrowly avoiding a hand grabbing for his leg.

He lands on the carpeted floor, and stands up immediately, looking around his room for something. He beelines over to a corner and grabs a metal bat that had been leaning against the wall.

Suddenly something crashes behind Sunny, and he turns around in time to see one of the creatures topple through the open window. “Oh FUCK that” Sunny raises the bat over his head, and *swings*.

He drives the tree branch into the chest of the nearest zombie, and swings his water bottle down onto the head of another. He cringes at the resulting *crack* that echoes through the forest.

Leo drops the stick attached to the now-dead-again zombie and wipes his water bottle off on his hoodie. He bends down to pick up his phone, which had been discarded somewhere in the leaves when he got attacked. The screen was cracked pretty badly but it was still usable. Besides, it wasn’t like Leo cared all that much about his phone right now.

Hands numb from the cold, he types an address into the group chat, before turning off his phone and continuing to walk.

Eymori turns off his phone and steps back under his porch cover as it starts to rain a bit. He sighs, running his hand through his hair. He walks inside, picking up two trash bags, and heading back out. He rounds the house to his backyard, where 2 large holes stare up at him from the grass. He throws a trashbag into each one and then walks over to the fence to grab a shovel. The rain picks up, eventually soaking Eymori and the dirt around him. He takes a shovelful of dirt from a pile and walks over to one of the graves.

“Goodbye, ma.” -

Wren *severely* regrets not bringing an umbrella, as the rain pelts down on him. He had wrapped his bag with his rain jacket to keep that dry, but the rest of him is drenched.

They’ve been walking through town for about 2 hours now, and other than the occasional stumbling dead person, it’s been eerily quiet.

He checks their phone, open to Google maps.

*5 minutes from your destination*

Wren looks up, scanning the surroundings for a particular store.

“There you are”

The door chimes.

He is not alone.

Sunny looks up as the rain starts, taking a minute to close his eyes and breathe. Droplets splatter on his eyelids and his arms and his clothes, washing away the rotten blood.

As the drizzle turns into more of a downpour, Sunny opens his eyes again, straining slightly to see through the storm.

His stomach sinks as he realizes that around him he can see dark figures slowly approaching, and over the rain he hears soft groans and hissing coming from the shadows.

He looks down at the metal bat in his hand. What should have been already beat up and dirtied from the 6 or 7 zombies he had just killed, was instead completely clean; any trace of something bad washed away by the rain.

Sunny grips the bat in his hand and looks back up at the figures closing in.

He takes a few steps forward, closing the distance.

As the closest zombie reaches out, he takes the bat and *swings*, clearing a line in the horde and taking the heads clean off of several of the creatures.

Something grabs at him from behind and he spins around, smashing it over the head.

The rain picks up, and, though he can barely see a foot in front of him, sunny begins to carve a path through the crowd.

His bat takes the most of it, crushing and knocking back zombies who try to attack him.

Before long though, he begins getting tired. The rain pelting down feels like less of a blessing and more of a hindrance. He's getting cold and tired of swinging the bat, but if he stops, he will *die*.

A few steps later, something catches him off guard, grabbing his pant leg and *pulling*, knocking sunny onto the ground.

He panics and rolls over onto his back, grabbing for his bat.

His hand finds the cold bandages of the base and he picks it up.

He bashes the head of the zombie on the floor with him, before jumping up on his feet.

The crowd closes in on him more.

He swings the bat taking out a couple.

Something grabs at his leg.

He stomps on the hand of the offending creature whilst swinging his bat at more of the enclosing zombies.

Suddenly, he's shoved into the ground by a pair of hands, and he turns around to see a zombie that looks a lot less dead than …

Oh.

*Oh.*

The world stops for a moment as he stares into the eyes of his undead father.

The gravel digs into his palms, the cold biting into his skin with the rain. His bat is gone, lost somewhere in the horde. He stands, up, swaying on his feet. The exhaustion flooding his bones makes way for a new emotion. *Anger.* He feels *hot* despite the numbness of his fingers and the chattering of his teeth.

Something boils up in his chest and he laughs. A maniac sort of laughter that echoes through the streets.

He shifts on his feet and smiles, running a hand through his hair, “Oh karma is a *bitch* isn’t she” The zombie charges at him. -

“Did you really only find out about it a few hours ago?” the group leader swirls their teacup and looks up at Wren. Wren nods, “I havent been out in a few days.” “You didn’t *hear* anything though??” “My house has fairly good soundproofing” “Yeah that makes sense,” they finish their tea and put down the cup. “The infection hit where I’m from a few days ago, been driving around but still havent found anywhere clear.” “Oh I mean I went shopping on friday and everything was fine so it probably hit earlier. Not to mention my friends only started noticing tonight- or well-” they look out the window, the sky being slightly lighter than an hour ago, “last night, at this point.”

The leader laughs at his joke.

Someone walks into the room they’re in- a short brunette who looks to be on the younger side.

“Uhh- Mika?” He asks, looking towards the leader, “we got a bit of a situation…”

*None of them stood a chance.

Not against the two of us.

After all, we were both a little fucked in the head.

He was about to die but he had killed almost all of them. I took care of the rest.

It's how we flow.*

Eymori walks out of his room. He flings a duffle bag to the floor and greets Max, a brown sheep dog that had belonged to his father, before grabbing his phone.

No new messages since Leo sent an address.

He sighs and puts on his boots, picking the bag back up and swinging it over his shoulder.

“C’mon Maxy” the dog perks up, wagging its tail, “we’re going for a ride.”

Max jumps up off the couch and bounds over to Eymori’s side, panting and wagging his tail.

“Yeah?” Eymori giggles and pets the dogs head, “you always did love sitting in the truck didn't you. Well, let's head out buddy.”

Grabbing an umbrella and his raincoat, Eymori leaves, his dog following close behind.

Two boys lay on their backs next to each other in the street. The end of the storm leaves a new morning to peek through the clouds. The mist still in the air glows golden, washing away the blood and dirt.

“We should get up” the blonde laughs breathlessly, turning his head to the side and staring at the brunette's scratched-up legs. “I’m a bit worried you’re gonna get an infection…” The brunette groans, “Oh don’t even.” He laughs and sits up, looking at the other. They stare at each other for a minute, before one of them giggles.

It doesn’t matter who started it, because before long, they’re both rolling on the floor in laughter.

“This is *bizarre*” the blonde wheezes, sitting up and wiping his eyes. “Agreed” the brunette smiles at him.

A moment of silence, before- “We really need to get you some first aid though those legs do not look safe” “Oh FUCK OFF-” -

Eymori adjusts the shade above his seat as the rising sun shifts to gleam into his eyes. The GPS speaks, making Max look over at it, the poor thing not understanding who the other voice was coming from.

Eymori turns left, continuing down the empty countryside roads. Max puts his paws up on the open window, leaning his head out and hanging out his tongue, enjoying the wind. After another 20 or so minutes of driving, Eymori sees someone by the side of the road holding out their thumb like a hitchhiker. He slows down to get a better look at them. The person was dirty and seemed to have some blood on them. They looked pretty injured though, Eymori doesn’t really find them intimidating at all. Eymori pulls over a few meters after the hitchhiker and looks out his window back at them.

“Where do you need a ride to?” “Anywhere” The girl croaks out, “do you have water?” Eymori shuffles through his duffel, “Yeah, a bit- you want some?” The girl nods aggressively and shuffles over to the pickup truck.

Eymori hands her a bottle and gestures for her to get in the back seat. The second she gets in, however, Max starts growling. A low, rumbling noise.

“Shush” Eymori ruffles the dog’s fur before turning to look back at the hitchhiker, “I’m headed to || ||, that anywhere near where you wanna be?” The girl nods, putting down the water she had been guzzling, “Yeah that works,” she coughs a few times and curls up in the back seat of the truck. Eymori starts up the car and unpauses his GPS. After about a minute or so of driving, the girl speaks up, “What’s uhm- what’s your name-?” “Eymori. What about you?” Max whines and looks up at his human. Eymori takes one hand off the wheel to pet him before returning it. “Peachy,” the girl says, drinking some more water, “thank you… Eymori..” “No problem, Peachy,” He smiles at her through the rearview mirror.

One of Mika’s friends leads Wren to a room with several sleeping bags in it. “Make yourself at home” she pats them on the back and smiles, before walking out. They haven’t seen Mika since the horde showed up, and they’re a bit worried, but they’re glad to have somewhere warm to sleep. They close the blinds to block out the morning sun and put down their backpack in a corner, shuffling through it and finding their phone. They shuffle over to an outlet, thankful that there was still electricity, and plug it in. The screen flashes to life but- `no new messages`

They sigh and turn it off, before laying down and closing their eyes.

Peachy descends into another fit of coughing. By this point, the two of them had been in the car for over an hour, and Peachy’s condition is only getting worse. “Hey- just hang in there, alright?” Eymori speaks once Peachy stops coughing for a moment. “We’re almost there, and my friends should be able to help you. Peachy responds with an affirmative grunt before coughing even more. Max growls. Eymori drives faster.

Mika stands on the roof of a nearby building, looking down at the horde. The group had set up spikes and a barricade around the storefront when they first noticed it in the distance, and, while the traps seemed to be doing their job for now, they wouldn’t hold up forever.

They need a plan, and they need it fast. Mika wonders if this horde was the same one they had escaped from. They had been staying in new york city, which is where the virus seemed to have started, at least on the east coast. However, with how the media was talking, it seemed like there had been several breakouts at once, all across the globe. They had fled from the city with a group of friends in hopes of escaping the horde, but, if this was the same one, it seemed like all the horde really needed was a few days to catch up.

That worries them. The idea that the zombies might be capable of moving fast in big groups. They cover their nose and gag as a rotten smell wafts over to them with the wind. They pull up their mask and are just about to head back to the bottom of the building, when they see someone *familiar* in the distance. “It’s about time…” -

Church bells sound in the distance as they walk down the gravely road, the rocks crunching under their feet. Both of them had changed into dry clothes before heading out, and Leo had helped Sunny bandage his leg.

The midday sun beat down on them, contrasting with the biting cold of the December air. Leo checks his phone, looking up at the street signs. “We should be-” Leo trails off as they turn a corner and come face to face with a *horde*. Not just a large group- no. An entire horde. “Huh.” “Huh indeed.” - “Oh fuck oh shit-” “Calm down.” the blonde shakes Wren. “What do you mean Mika saw them?? And we’re waiting here????? That’s a horde!” “WREN.” she slaps him straight across the face, successfully shutting him up. “They aren't *stupid* they’ll be able to get away from it.” “... alright.” -

“It would be stupid to fight them right?” “You're holding a knife.” “A really bad idea…” “Please put down the knife.” “Something only an idiot would do…” “I’m not going to save you.” “Wanna bet?” “*s i g h*” -

Eymori parks on the road about 5 minutes away from the destination, and gets out of the car, with Max in tow. He walks over to the back and helps Peachy out, holding her arm around his shoulders and his around her back. Max growls and Eymori shushes him as he kicks closed the door to the pickup.

The two of them stumble down the road with a very angry(?) dog behind them until they start hearing a *lot* of grumbling sounds.

“What the-” Max whines and pins his ears back. “Hey boy, what's wrong?” Eymori looks down at the dog. He’s answered with a low growl. Peachy descends into another fit of coughing and Eymori turns his attention to her. “Hey hey we’re almost there.” They round another corner and- “Oh *fuck*”

Sometimes I wonder what happened to them.

Then I remember why I don’t want to know.

#story #origional content #original work #zombies #survivors records lets go babyyyyy #Survivors Records #Milcord

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astheroid · 3 years

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Ka-Kacchan 😫💦 (Bakugouwu x reader SMUT 🤯)

Author-chan here!!!!!! I decided to write for my bb Kacchan bc hes just such a cutie >.< hehe anyways ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I walked into the hero association with my long Blonde hair flowing in the wind. “SARAH!!” Deku called, walking over to me. “Baka-Deku, what do you wabt?” I asked, making a cute face. “I heard Kacchan wants youuuuu” he said raising his green puffy eyebrows. “Ka-Kacchan?? Why.. why would he ever want me?” I asked, batting my bright blue eyes in his directuon. “I do not know Sara-chan” he answered, blushing bright red. “I think… he might have a crush on you” I GASPED!! (author’s note: UwU OMGGG IT’S GETTING ~SPICYYYY~) I smiled sweetly at deku before hopping over to Bakugou, flipping my hair over m shoulder. “Ohio K-Kacchan, what do you want?” I said, trying to be tough. He glared at me pomeranian hair sticking up as I touched him. “NOTHING YOU BITCH!!” He yelled, shoving me. I started crying. “BAKA-KUGOU WHY DID YOU DO THAT????” I yelled. He lookd at me. “Idk you’re just ugly.” He said and walked away. I touched my frail wrist and realized it was broken. I went to the doctor’s and got it fixed, mad at Kacchan te whole way. I saw Kacchan after work and went to be mad at him. “WHY DID YOU DO THAT?????” I screamed activating my Ice Quirk. “You’RE JUST AN UGLY STUPID EXTRA!!” Ye glared at me, hands booming. “IF I’M SO UGLU WHY DO YOU LIKE MEEEE?????/?” I yelled in his face. He gasped and tears fell from his eyes. “BAKAaAaAaAAAA HOW DO U KNOW THAT?” He said. “I know because your always mean to me :(“ I pouted. He said “t-th-that’s not t-true BAKA-SARAAH.” I grinned menacingly with my fangs. “Of course it’s true Ba-kacchan” “Don’t call me that” he said, blushing. “Ba-kacchan” I said again, my own cheeks getting red against my pale skin. He grabbed my arm “let’s go to my house and see if you wan’t to call me that again Baka-Sarah-chan”. (author’s note: OMGGGGGGG SMUT COMING SOON!!! TANK U FOR READING THIS FAR!!! Should I make a Deku-chan one next? He’s my lil beann and I wanna write 4 him :3)

UwU SMUTTTTTTTTTT BWLOE THE CUT!!!! Skip if you want but its my favorit part ;3

We arrived at his house and no-one was home, it was just me and Kacchan (author’s note: SPICYYYYYY whatr you gonna do bakacchan O///O). He threw me on his bed and took off his shirt (author’s note: MMM HIS STOMACH I’M DROOLING ;w;). He pushed me down and went to the bathroom, when he came out he had no pants too!! I was surprised by his cream stick poking through his underwear. “Take off ur clothes baka” he huffed face very red. I pouted. “Make me Ba-Kacchan”. He growled ferally nd ripped mt clothes off my body. I gasped, pale Skin getting goosebumps. “There I made you” he said rolling his eyes. I blushed very hard. “Now let me show u what happens when you call me Ba-kacchan >:(“ (autho’rs note: *w* OMGOMGOMGOMG IT’S HAPPENING GUYSSS!! YOUR AUTHOR-CHAN IS SOOOO EXCITED!!!). He took off his Dog undies and I saw… A HUGE DING-DONG!!! He put it inside me and moved quickly. I moaned “OoOoOoOoOoOoOoHhHhHhHHHH Ka-Kacchan… go faster!!” He went faster, grumbling my name. After a bit he took his member out and Spat on me. “That’s why u don’t call me Ba-Kacchan Bitch”. I layed on his bed amd panted; legs too weak to stand up. He put his pants over his meat scepter and grinned at me. “I hope you learned your lesson Baka-Sarah”.

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Smut done :(((( Stay to read the rest tho!!!

I stayed in his house for 30 minutes before leaveing. “B-bye k-k-Kacchan” I stuttered. My legs were still wobbly. I went home and jumped on my bed dreaming of Kacchan railing me again ;). When I woke up I felt really sick and threw up in the bathroom. ‘Oh no……’ I thought. WAS I PREGANTE????? (author’s note: OOHHHHHHHHHHH DRAAAMAAAAA!!! Hehe it gets so exciting) I rushed to the store to buy a test, completely forgetting about my job as a Hero. I gasped at the test. ‘I’m… Perngant??’ I touched my belly. ‘I have Ba-kacchan’s baby in here…” ‘I have to call him’. I called and talked to him on the phone. “K-Kacchan” I stuttered “I got pragnent!” He gasped. “F*ck. Are u gonna keep it?” I gasped. “OF COURSE!!!!! I CAN”T KILL OUR BABY!!!!!!!!!” (author’s note: OMGEEEE THEY’RE FIGHTING 🥺🥺🥺) Kacchan sobbed. “I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO PAY FOR A KID!!” “YOU DON’T NEED TO, I CAN!!!! I DOUN’T NEED YOU ANYWAYS!!!!” I screamed, crying too. He left the call and I cried harder. Idk what to do with a BABY. He came to my house. He crossed his arms madly. “We need to kill the baby.” “NO I CAN’T DO THAT!!” I screamed (author’s note: OoOoOoOoOh THEY’RE GOING THRU IT!!!!!). “Why not????????” He pouted. His hands sparked. “THAT’S MURDER BA-KACCHAN!!!” My long Silky hair whipped around as I yelled up at him. He tried to hit my stomach, but I dodged and Froze him in placee. “DON’T HIT ME BAKA-KUGOU!!!!!!!!” I screamed. “STOP TYRING TO MURDER O U R CHILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” He huffed. “I DON’T WANT A STUPID KID WITH A WHORE LIKE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!” I gasped loudly. “I’M NOT A WHORE YOU’RE JUST A JERK!!!!!” He burst out of the ice and kissed me. “I don’t want a crusty crotch goblin to ruin our relationship” “He won’t I promise” I said blushing Red and patting my tummy. He sighed loudly. “Ok fine we can keep the cum droplet I just don’t wanna pay” I smiled “OK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” “So……. will you marry me?” I gasped suuuper loud “OF COURSE BAKUGOU!!!!! I LOVE U!!!”

TIMESKIP!!!!!!!! UwU I loveeee this story so far; hope u guys like it too ;3

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We ended up having 8 babys. I’m the #1 hero (author’s note: Deku is too baby to be a hero 🥺 I think Strong reader-chan is better for that >:3) and Kacchan is my sidekick. Our kids have the strongst quirks in the world!!!1!!! Ray Andy Mei Akira Bobby David & Deku Jr have explosion-Ice quirks, but Maya (author’s note: Maya is my faaavoriteeee UvU) has A SUPER POWERFUL ICE QUIRK (just like her mama)!!!!!! We lived a very happy nice life after that and had a ton of money!!

BONUS SMUT!!!!!!!!!!!! Hehe I wanted to do a lil extra ~spicy~ something as a reward for reading this far >wO

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Kacchan plugged me up with his thicc Pleasure Pump. I whined “KA-KACCHAN YOU’RE TOO BIG~” He didn’t listen and kept going pounding me into the wall. There was a collar around my neck (author’s note: K!NKYYYYYY~~~~~) and my Face was mushd into the wall. He kept going for quite some time until he hit something in me. I scREAMED “OOOOHHHHHH KACCHAN THAT’S ITtTtTTTTttttTTTT~~~” he grunted and pushed harder. His manhood felt so GOOOOOOD. (author’s note: I kinda want Bakugouwu to @#!% me if u know what i mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) He did it until he Cummed; taking it out so we wouldn’t have more babys.

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HEHEHEHEHEHHEHHEEEE THAT WAS SO HOT *w*. ANYWAYSSS HERE’S AN AUTHOR-CHAN QnA!!!!!!!

Favorite food: BAKUGOU UwU

Favorite character: BBY DEKU!!!! He’s MINE get away Broke Uraraka >:((((

Favorite color: Anything but pink :/ soooo cringy

Favorite Anime: MY HERO OBV!!!

Ships: Me x my hero boysss 🤤 the girls are all dumb and gay is sin :^/

Next chapter????:

NEXT CHAPTER PREVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Deku stared at us jelously. “I-I don’t understand… I…. I really like you Sarah-Chan!!! Why did u have to choose Kacchan 🥺” I looked at him sadly. “He got me pregnent Deku-chan I had toooo” He looked at Bakugou mad. “You took my crush away from me Kacchan…….” Kacchan yelled at him “SHE’S MINE SO BACK OFF BAKA-DEKUUUUU!!!!!!!!” Deku started cryeing and looked at me for help “She was supposed to be MY wife Mean Kacchan :(“ Bakugou laughed. “NO CHANCE LOSER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The next chapter will be coming out sooooon :D I hope you guys liked!!!!! It’s gonna be so good and even a little smutty *o* n e wAys, catch all you lil reader-chan beans l8ter!!!

Last updated: April 1, 2016

[This is 100% a joke and not a real representation of my writing skills. Happy April Fools ;D]

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A look into the multiverse chapter 5

Soooo. Due to post limit im gonna have to reblog this post with the rest. Just tell y'all when you wonder where the rest is lol. Anyways intro for Winter is done by ExiledDarkness. Everything else is all meeee! On with the post.

A flash of light blinds everyone in the room. As it dies down, Winter Schnee is shown to be standing in the middle of the room.

"Winter?!" Weiss exclaims in shock. The rest of the cast, except for Qrow who groans in annoyance, keeps silent as Weiss explains to Winter about the situation they're in.

Winter nods. "I see. How interesting. I usually wouldn't do something like this but it appears that I have been given no other choice."

"Yeah, that seems to be the case with everything going on in my life." Jaune says while scratching his head.

The screen's light flickers on again and shows a boy setting up his computer and putting a helmet on his head. The sound of the computer starting up is heard.

"Link start!" With those words a flash of light appears with lines of color streaking across the screen.

"That voice sounded familiar …" Winter muttered to herself

"What was that Winter? Weiss asked, turning to her sister.

"Ah. It's nothing"

"Ah. Sword art online." The boy thinks to himself, sighing wistfully. "It's been a while since the beta. Wonder if they change anything?

A man in his early 20s with white hair looks and sees that ads plague the area around him.

"Oh c'mon guys, really? That's just disgusting." The man said to no one, his disgust at the ads was apparent.

"Yeah, seriously. That's just annoying. Qrow said with a grimace.

"Active Adblocker" A screen appeared in front of the young saying it was 29.99 for the Adblocker DLC. The man chuckled darkly. "I'm gonna burn this F***r to the ground.

"Please do!" Nora said a manic grin on her face.

The scene cuts to Blond man with long hair being tackled by a pig, the man blonde groaning in pain.

"That's Sun." Blake said almost immediately.

"How can you tell? Yang asked.

"I just know."

"Well he just got his ass kicked by a pig." Jaune said, laughing a bit

"Wow, Congrats. You were defeated by a pig." The white hair man was there looking down at Blonde unimpressed.

"F**k you man, that's like a pig from hell! The blonde cried, looking at the boar in terror.

"Really?" The white hair man smirked, and picked up a rock and threw it at the boar's ass killing it. It exploded into shards and a screen showed the exp he had got from killing it.

"Wow. This either that blonde guy sucks that bad or the other guy just that good." Mercury said with a grin.

"My god." He gasped with a shit eating grin on his face. "I've stumbled across the most powerful weapon in the game"

"Stop" The blonde whimper.

"The Mithril Pebble of pig smithing!"

"Please stop."

The white hair man takes a deep breath of air as the Blonde groans.

"My god, this sounds like something Whitely would do." Weiss said with an annoyed look.

"For you see, long ago, this pebble was forged in the fiery pits of tartarus,by the grand blacksmith of Lucifer himself. In a time before the world began…

The blonde facepalm as his party member continued. The sun had started to fall when the white haired man was finishing up.

"And thus, Mardoza, Guardian of the pebble, fell to his knees, and passed from this world, leaving behind the mighty weapon. For he knew... that one day, it's power would be required once more.

"Are you done?" The blonde asked.

"Yes." But then he whispered: The legacy of the pebble lives on.

"I have a feeling you get beat up a lot in real life." The blonde snarked.

"And he's using it as some kinda power fantasy cause he can't be that cool in real life." Yang added.

"Shut up! Here I have power!"

"Right, anyways, I've got a pizza coming, and I'm gonna meet up with some friends later.

So thanks for the quick tutorial on pig slaying and the not so quick tutorials on…. rocks…Shirou Yuki?" The blonde slowly wording out the other's username.

"Hey,no problem. I had fun taunting you." Shirou said with a grin. "Ballsdeep69"

"Yeah that's Sun." Blake said, shaking her head. "Only he would come up with such a dumb name."

Meanwhile Winter had a good idea who Shirou Yuuki was, but didn't want to say anything until she was 100% sure.

Ballsdeep69 laughs a bit. "Yeah it's uh, it's just a joke name. Just a character to dick around with while I get a hang of the game. I'm gonna make my real character later."

"Yeah yeah. No, I get it."

Shirou and balls look at each other awkwardly for a while when Shirou breaks the silence. "So uh...your pizza?"

"Right,right logging out." Balls swipes the air with his right hand and goes to log out but notices something odd.

"Hey,Shirou?" Balls called out. "Um, Totally noob question, but how do I log out?

"Are you serious, man?" Shirou asked exasperated.

"Yeah, Really dude? How hard is it to logout?" Jaune asked just as exasperated.

"Hey this Nervegear man. I can't Alt-F4 this sh*t.

Shirou sighs. "Alright fine. It's right…" He looked at his menu screen in confusion. "Here?"

"Oh thanks, player's guide." Balls deadpan.

"No it's here. But it's just blank."

Balls turns back to his menu and something catches his eye. "Oh wait, something scrolling Across mine. HahahahahahahaHAHAha"

"I get it." Shirou said with a frown.

"Wait, Wait, there's more. Ha."

"Riveting."

"Wait so they can't log out? What happened?" Ruby asked the rest of the confused viewers

"Eh no worries I'll just take the nervegear off like SO!" Balls reaches around his head and tries to take it off to no effect.

"Hey, dumbass, It doesn't work like that." Shirou sheerned. "The Nervegear disables your motor function so you don't move around in the game. Don't you remember all those videos of the beta testers?

The clip on Dustube plays, A man walking around in nerve gear is marlouving at the tech is shown. Someone, a friend of his walks up and offers a greeting to the man and he mistakes his friend for a troll and goes to pummel his friend into the ground.

It goes back to Shirou and Balls.

"So many lawsuits." Shirou muttered.

A few of the viewers had a good laugh at that.

"Uh, Do you feel tingly?" Balls asked before the two were transferred from mellow they were in a city square.

"No. Why?" Shirou asked casually. The two looked around and it seemed that other players were being teleported into the city square.

"What the hell is that?" Balls asked, looking at the sky going red.

"Well, I believe some people call it a Hexagon? Ain't 100% on that, gonna have to check my sources." Shirou snarked.

"Man f*ck off."

"I like this guy." Mercury said with a grin

The sky started to seem like it was starting to bleed.

"And The sky's bleeding" Shirou observed, not seeming to really care."

"Yeah, they are really pushing for that M rating." Balls repsoned on caring as much as Shirou.

"Wow the sky bleeds and they don't even care." Winter said.

"Probably because they know it's a video game, Ice Queen." Qrow reposned

A hooded figure appears flooding in the air. A wave of dangers fills most of the players in the area.

"Oh it's a person." Expect for one player.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am Jaune Arc, Head programmer!"The figure greeted."

"Jaune made this game?" Ruby asked, looking towards the blond.

"Nice Vomit boy." Yang said slapping Jaune on the back. Jaune grunted a bit but smiled towards Yang.

"Welcome to the unparalleled online Sword art onli-" Jaune was interrupted by the player being to talk frantically among themselves. Jaune tried to get them to focus their attention on him by muting them, but ended up muting himself.

"He knows he muted himself right?" Balls asked.

"Give him a minute." Shirou mutters. Jaune unmuted himself.

A few laugh at Jaune's mistake as the Blonde himself facepalms at his mistake.

"Alright. Just realized what happened there. It's very funny. But right now, serious time. How many of you have seen Tron?" He was met with complete and utter silence. Jaune looked over the crowd and was met with blank stares, not counting Shirou. "W-what seriously?! None of you have seen Tron?! " Jaune asked, completely baffled. "I was really banking on that."

"Seriously?! No one had seen Tron?" Jaune all but screamed.

A few viewers didn't want to admit to not seeing Tron either.

Jaune cleared his throat, and proceeded to wing the entire thing. "Much like the world of warcraft, none of you are here by choice anymore. Unlike WoW, however, your being held here by me, not by a need to escape your empty f*cking lives. There is no longer any way to log out of Sword art online. If someone on the outside attempts to log you by removing your Nerve gear, well… Has anyone seen scanners?

Jaune once again looked and was once again met with silence.

"Uh Scanners. It's a movie…. Seriously?! He grumbles to himself about how the people here had no class and pulled up a clip of a man's head exploding. "Okay. That was from Scanners… and basically that.

"First Tron, now Scanners?!" Jaune facepalm.

"You just trapped god knows how many people in a video game, and you're worried about what movie they haven't seen?! Weiss retorted. Jaune flinched and wisely kept quiet.

The crowd gasped in shock.

"Finally seeing some gears turning, making progress."

"Why would you do such a thing?!" One player cried out.

"Stephen? Stephen is that you?" Jaune asked happily "How are you enjoying that advance copy?"

"I'm playing it with my family!" Stephen repiled.

"Oh, that's right!" The hooded figure laughed. "Happy birthday Timmy!"

Little Timmy began to cry.

"Aw, They grow up so fast." He said, sighing. " Cherish these moments Stephen. Cherish these moments. So as I was saying, the only way to keep the nervegear from going Gallager on your grey matter, is to make your way through castle Aincrad and beat Sword Art Online!"

"So you want us to beat a MMO?" A random player asked.

"Essentially."

"F*CK YOU!"

"That is the correct response when someone says to beat a MMO" Ren said.

"Is it really that bad?" Oscar asked and he receive a loud

"YES!"

"WOAH! Getting a lot of hostility here. Do not appreciate it."

"Well honestly!" The same player began,"When was the last time you heard of someone beating Everquest?"

"When was the last time you heard of someone playing Everquest?" Jaune fired back. There was a slight pause.

"That's fair."

"Everquest…. That's a deep cut." Qrow said, sighing thinking back.

"Anywho, for all you guys that wanted to play as girls, and you know who you are," Despite not seeing his face they could tell Jaune had a huge grin. "I've got a surprise for you!"

A mirror appeared in everyone's hands and a light filled the city.

A young boy, no older than 14 was where Shirou was. He still had the white hair and was wearing the same clothes but was more lankey and shorter than the man who was once there.

"Shirou Yuuki?" The boy turned and a familiar face was shown.

"Whitely?!" Weiss cried out at the sight of her brother.

"I knew it was him." Winter said. The username gave him away, Not only is it the username for when he goes on forums, Shirou Yuuki has the same meaning as his real name.

"How do you know what username he uses when he's online? Weiss asked her sister, a question that went unanswered.

"You're not a girl!" A fat player cried out.

"And you're not 17!" Another skinner one also cried out."

"I'm okay with this!"

"Me too!"

"LOVE KNOWS NO GENDER!" Someone shouted out.

"A wise seminent. Ozpin said sipping his coffee."

#rwby #look into the multiverse #jaune arc #ruby rose #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #whitely schnee #rwby weiss schnee #rwby winter schnee #headmaster ozpin #emerald sustrai #rwby mercury black #rwby nora valkyrie #lie ren #rwby salem #rwby mercury #sao abridged

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SFW Headcanon Alphabet (Louis Vincent Chauveau)

I made this a while ago without the intention of posting it, so I forgot who I stole the template from... whoops.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He’s very affectionate! Will praise you until your ego is bigger than the sun.

If you’re shorter than him he’d give you lots of gentle head pats.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You would most likely meet at either a party or browsing the wine selection at a store.

He’s a very loyal friend and will always be there for you whenever you need him.

If you’re ever sad and need some cheering up, he’s definitely the one to turn to.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He loves cuddling

Curling up on the couch with a blanket and a warm drink, staring at the fire or a cheesy romance movie? Absolutely.

Loves cuddling with the cats, too. Any cats, really. It doesn’t matter.

If he sees you snuggled up on the bed with one of the cats, he melts and joins in as quick as he can without disturbing you.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He doesn’t mind not being in a committed relationship, he travels a lot and meets tons of new people all the time anyway.

He’s a really clean person. If he’s left alone for too long with nothing to do, the house will be absolutely spotless.

He’s banned from the kitchen. Period. Full stop. End of story.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He’d ask to meet with you somewhere, preferably where you could have some privacy.

Louis would be super gentle about it and wouldn’t yell or scream, even if you were yelling at him.

He’d probably still want to be friends, but would obviously understand if you didn’t want that.

He’d give you space and be patient with you, and if you ever wanted to talk about it more he’d be open for that.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Due to his past, Louis has a hard time with committed relationships. On one hand, he’s too afraid that he’d hurt you or worse, but on the other he gets attached to people quickly and doesn’t want to leave you.

In the end, he’s fine either way. He just wouldn’t want to be with someone he isn’t 100% sure he’s in love with.

He wouldn’t want to get married/ propose quickly. He’s heard far too many stories about couples getting engaged/ married too quick and then realizing too late that their partner wasn’t exactly what they thought. Give it a few years.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Physically, he’s pretty darn gentle. After years and years of softly petting animals and playing piano in his free time, he’s trained himself to be as gentle as possible.H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Surprisingly, even though he tends to be a bit handsy, he’s not really one for hugs unless he knows the person.

When he does hug someone it's usually quick, unless he’s close with them.

If he’s close with you then get ready cuz he might not let you go for a while.

Hugs from Louis are warm and make you feel safe, and the scent of his expensive cologne, fine wine, and dark chocolate make it that much better.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes him a while to say it, due to his past.

He’s scared that if he says it too soon, you’ll leave him or he’ll jinx it and the relationship will turn out bad…

You would end up saying it first, and after a while he’d feel ready to confidently say it back.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Louis doesn’t get jealous very often. He understands that you have your own life and separate relationships.

If you were in a committed relationship, though, and someone was getting a bit too close to you for his liking, he’d stand right next to you and wrap his arms around you, give you gentle kisses, and mutter sweet nothings to you, all while staring the other person dead in the eye.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He’s a great kisser. He’s had lots of practice, after all~

His favorite places to kiss you (other than your lips, of course) would be your eyes and your forehead.

His favorite place to be kissed is his neck (kinky little f*ck)

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He wouldn’t really want any kids of his own, they’re too messy…

But he does love kids, and kids seem to love him, too!

He’d be great at telling dramatic stories to entertain them, and could always find a way to cheer up a sad little kiddo.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

That really depends on the events of the previous night…

If he’s hungover, you’d probably have to comfort him as he transformed into a blanket burrito and tried to sleep off his pounding headache.

Normally, though, Louis would hold you close and give you gentle kisses, rubbing your back and speaking softly.

He tends to wake up early, so he’d probably watch you sleep for a while.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights with Louis are always amazing.

He’d love to lay out in the garden with a bottle of wine (or perhaps two) and stargaze.

If you wanted something more fast pace, he probably knows of a party or club the two of you could go to.

If you wanted something more calm and loving, cuddles on the couch or a “sleepover” on the livingroom floor while watching all sorts of movies.

If you were looking for something… spicy… Louis would be happy to provide there, too ;)

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Some things he’d be open about, but others it would take a long time with lots of trust for him to reveal.

He would definitely open up slowly, too scared that certain events from his life would put you off.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

That depends on the person and the subject, but usually he’s pretty chill.

The only thing that would definitely piss him off 100% of the time is cockatoos.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He tries his best to remember every little detail about you, and usually succeeds.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

It’s hard for him to choose!

The moment you met, your first kiss, when you both said “I love you” for the first time, spending quiet nights in the dark with you, dinner by candlelight…

And if you decide to get married and/ or have (a) kid(s)?

He loves everything about you, so it’s impossible for him to pick just one moment to be his favorite.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

If Louis thinks you can take care of yourself, he likely won’t bother you by being overly protective.

If there’s ever a situation, however, where he feels you need saving, he won’t hesitate to step in and get you out of the situation.

Since he tends to deprive himself of blood like an idiot, he’ll make sure to stay away from everyone and completely isolate himself until he gets himself back under control.

He’d trust that you’d keep any secrets he tells you, and that you not tell a soul that he’s a vampire.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Oh boy

This man has more money than he knows what to do with, so obviously he’d spend it all on you! (And wine and fancy clothes and cleaning supplies and chocolate and cat stuff, but we don’t talk about that)

He’d go all out on dates. A fancy restaurant, roses, fine wine, stargazing, anything you could want!

He probably wouldn’t buy you too many gifts on his own, but if you asked for something there’s a pretty darn good chance you’ll get it.

If you thought a date with Louis was great, wait for your anniversary…

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Louis worries a lot… like… a lot.

He’s scared that if he does even the littlest thing wrong, you’ll leave him

He’s also worried that he’ll hurt you, physically and/ or emotionally, without intending to

Because of this, he can sometimes forget to care for himself, only focussing on you

He doesn’t sleep as much as he should, which leaves him tired and drained. It doesn’t help that he’s good at covering it up, either.

Possibly the worst of all his bad habits is the fact that he doesn’t drink enough blood.

He absolutely hates that he has to potentially harm others just to survive, and even though the blood he gets is collected in a completely safe and harmless way, he still has a hard time getting it down.

Not getting enough blood makes him irritable, cranky, and tired, not to mention the physical toll it has on him.

He bottles up his feelings a lot, not wanting to be a burden on others

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

You will never, EVER, see Louis NOT looking fabulous.

He takes every chance he gets to glance at his reflection in the mirror, just to make sure he still looks flawless.

Yes, he does take over an hour to get ready every morning, thank you for asking.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

If he was truly in love with you, then yes, absolutely.

However, Louis has felt enough rejection and loss in his long life to be able to get over things much quicker than you’d expect.

If it was just a matter of not seeing you for a few days or even a few hours, then yes. No questioning it.

If you have to be separated for an extended period of time, you better be ready for at least a phone call a day, just so he can hear your voice, and a few texts every hour, just to check in on you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Louis hates cockatoos. He was once cursed out by one of the little devils unprovoked, and everyone around laughed at him. He was humiliated by a bird, and here he was thinking his love for our feathery friends was mutual…

His two favorite animals are birds and cats.

Louis doesn’t really like playing piano, but he was forced to learn growing up, and it’s a way to pass the time and possibly impress his partner, sooo…

He hates that since he was born a full blooded vampire, he can’t be cured and has to drink the blood of others just to stay alive.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He doesn’t like super sweet tasting things.

Cockatoos, but we’ve already been over this.

He doesn’t like people who act they’re better than everyone else. Even though he cares a lot about his appearance and social class, he’s aware that not many are fortunate enough to have a good life, and wouldn’t ever judge someone based on their appearance/ social status. Most of the time he ends up finding the less fortunate in life a lot more interesting than those who’ve had everything handed to them on a silver platter.

He also hates other vampires that intentionally harm humans or just others in general to get blood, especially if they can be cured of their vampirism.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Sleep? Who’s she?

He really doesn’t get enough sleep… usually it’s only 4-5 hours, not consecutive.

When is asleep though, he’s sprawled out over the whole bed, softly snoring, laying on his stomach with his face in the pillows.

He looks incredibly calm and at rest when he’s asleep.

He’s unfortunately a very light sleeper, but loves to pretend to be sleeping if he wakes up to you petting his hair or snuggling against him~

#oc #original character #my oc #my original character #vampire oc #vampire original character #oc headcanons #headcanon alphabet #i have no idea what i'm doing

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Devil’s Sweet Star (44)

Fandom: Dead by Daylight

Ghostface x Female Reader

Rated M for Violence, Language and Smut

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When you work the next day... it’s better to avoid spending an entire evening having fun. I'm not saying you don't have the right! but only... avoid returning home at 2am. You were already sleeping in the van, Danny had to hold on until he reached his bed. And it only took him 5 seconds to fall asleep. He wasn't drunk, just exhausted. And the awakening... was not the most pleasant. Between the rays of the sun that came to heat his skull and the phone that vibrated, his heart swayed as best he could towards the most bearable.

Surprisingly, he wasn't late. But it wasn't going to take long if he didn't rush a little. He still sent a message to Melina so that she could warn the boss. He got up, took a shower, and then took medication to calm the onset of a headache that hit him. Then he went to the kitchen where he found a note from you next to a plate where breakfast was resting. Danny smiled as he took the piece of paper in his hand.

“To help you get back on your feet for the day. Thank you again for last night I had a lot of fun. See you tonight. I love you. (Y/n)”

“Wow... it's an adorable message. That's the base, but coming from her it makes it even cuter.” said a main voice which Danny knows very well. He raised his head to see Jed, his alter ego, leaning against the kitchen worktop. “It's even amazing that she reacts like this by knowing who you are.”

“Better that it happens like this between the two of us rather than reluctantly sticking my knife in her throat, don't you think?” Danny responds, sipping his coffee.

“I hope you had a great time last night. And that you thought about finding an excuse for Hembrook in case we were potentially late. Because don't count on me to blow you one.”

“I warned Melina and don't worry, I have a valid excuse. And in a way, since you're in my head, you had fun too.”

“It's true.” replied Jed putting his glasses back on his nose.

As he took another sip of coffee, Danny suddenly heard whispers... whispers that he has already heard. that very night. And obviously, Jed hears them too. Actually... he has been hearing these whispers for a little while. Since McKellan's murder to be more precise. And it never stopped, quite the contrary.

“I've heard these noises before... that night in my dreams.” said Danny looking at Jed.

“You quickly forget that I’m part of your mind. What you hear, live or dream, I feel it too. But I confess that compared to you it’s less.... precise. Blurrier. So let the mental psychologist that I am... help you analyse what you saw. Tell me about this dream.” responds Jed.

“Tsk. Fine. I was... in a kind of... mist. I could barely see the trees around me. I walked, for a long time, but the more I walked the more I felt like I was standing still. Suddenly I hear screams. (Y/N’)’s screams. And when I turn back to her screams, I see like... giant spider legs grab me and take me into the mist. Then nothing.”

“Mist... giant spider legs... If I remember correctly, you don't have arachnophobia? Because I don't see how she can appear and see in a mist. Less how she could catch you.”

“Thank you very much it helps me a lot nerd. Don't you have something more interesting to say? You're supposed to be as smart as I am.” Replied Danny annoyed.

“Well in this case... I would say that you may have attracted a mystical entity to you. And that she is looking for different way to reach you. And Only God knows what she wants from you.” responds Jed.

“Don't tell me you believe in all this mystical stuff. it's just bullshit to attract people and take their money.”

“I remind you, Danny, that I’m the opposite of you. What you don't believe, I believe. We don’t know if hell and paradise exist, if there is an infinity of dimensions... or if our world... isn’t connected to another. Mystical things are not to be taken lightly. Be careful. Your dream may be a sign, a proof.”

Danny sighed before doing the dishes, taking his belongings and leaving the apartment, while Jed shrugged his shoulders shaking his head and sighing before disappearing. It has always been very difficult for these two opposites to get along, and when that happens, it’s to be noted with a white cross. Danny got into his van and set off for the newspaper. Despite the way he got up a little late, he arrived at work with only 2 minutes late. Without depressing the accelerator, just driving normally. Either there was no one on the road, or he wasn't that late.

He climbed the steps, arrived at the offices, greeted his colleagues, and settled down to begin writing his article. As soon as he starts writing, Danny is unstoppable. A bomb could explode, he would not move an inch. After 2 hours, he stopped, stretched his arms and back, and then got up for coffee. And a part of Neptune's pie that you had delivered with other pastries.

While he was in the break room, drinking a sip of coffee, Danny heard whispers again, the same as those in the apartment. He turned his head to the door at the back of the room, leading to the stock of coffee and other food. What surprised Danny wasn’t the whispers, but a kind of black mist that looked like it was escaping from the door. There are no electrical appliances in this room, nor are there any flammable products. So where does this mist come from? The whispers became clearer, becoming voices. voices... distorted, impossible to say if it was a man or a woman who spoke.

“Danny... Danny... Come with us. Come and join me in the mist... Soothe my hunger... for eternity.” Said the voice.

“What? How do you know my name?” responds Danny approaching the door.

“Come with us. You will be able to extinguish your thirst for blood... and mine.” replied the voice as the door slightly open letting the tip of a giant spider's leg come out of it. The same as that of his dream.

“Jed? Is everything alright?” said suddenly a woman voice.

Danny turned to see Melina in front of the coffee machine, raising an eyebrow at his colleague's strange action. The latter nodded, pretending to have heard noise, but that it may have just been a lack of sleep. Melina nodded, she was obviously aware of the little evening you both had, before having her coffee and leaving the room. Danny glanced again at the door that seemed normal again. No more mist. No more whispers. Maybe it was just his imagination.

Danny returned to his desk and resumed writing his article until he finished it. He took it out and went to his boss's office to show it. As usual, nothing to complain about. Then, Mattew came to present another article he was writing on his own. He and Danny left the room to return to their posts. Melina joins them a few minutes after.

“Tell me both. I know it's going to sound a little weird, but do you believe in mystical stuff? You know premonitory dreams and all that stuff.” asks Danny suddenly.

“No, not really.” said Mattew.

“My grandmother believed in it; besides she had a gift of Shamanism and communication with the dead. As far as I'm concerned, I believe in it a little, but let's say that I will look for a more rational explanation before going into the supernatural. Why?” said Melina.

“I thought it was just bullshit...have you changed your mind?" Said Jed with a smile in Danny’s mind.

“Shut you’re f*ck up.” responds Danny mentally before looking at Melina: “Well let's say I've been having a pretty weird dream lately. And I'm looking for someone who could explain to me what that means.”

“Tell me more. Maybe I could enlighten your lantern.” said Melina.

Danny recounted his dream in detail. Mattew listened without understanding too much, sometimes leaning his head to one side or the other and sometimes raising his eyebrows. Melina, didn’t move an inch, listening attentively, closing her eyes from time to time, as if to think on the meaning of all this.

“OK...the reasoned side of my brain would say that... You're worried right now about (Y/N). With everything that has happened... it wasn't easy for both of you. I think the mist and the legs of spiders... represent the dangers that can arise at any time to attack you. And the fact that you get dragged and hear (Y/N) screaming, it would mean that you're afraid of not being able to protect her. My mystic side says that you attract some...negative spirits. Negative entities which try to...get you in their sides. Something so powerful that neither you or (Y/N) could resist. Maybe the revenge of a dead man... Hoggins or McKellan... or Mike. They all had a tooth against you because you were rummaging through their businesses while others would have given up.” said Melina.

“How amazing. I've already heard that somewhere... Oh, yes! I was the one who told you that just this morning.” said Jed in Danny’s mind.

“f**k you.” responds Danny mentally. “Well, thanks Melina. I hope it’s just fear and not some mystical thing...”

The rest of the day passed not without Danny hearing the whispers again. But he ignored them. It wasn't real to him. He returned to the apartment and went to his office to observe the now striped photos of Mike, McKellan and Hoggins. Vengeful spirits huh... Ridiculous. And why not death itself while we're at it? It was your turn to enter the apartment slightly tired but happy. Danny left his office with his bag for his... second job. Ghostface is going out tonight.

“Wasn't it enough for you to kill Hoggins? do you always need more?” you said looking at him.

“Always Honey, always. Did you really believe that I was going to stop and become a model citizen? No no no... Once you dive into it, it's like a drug. You can't stop. But if it can reassure you, it will be a quick and painless death. He or she will not feel anything.” responds Danny with a sneaky smile.

On his last words, Danny sent you a kiss before leaving. He set out in an uncrowded area of Roseville, making sure he was not seen and annoyed. He put on his Ghostface’s outfit, went up to the roof of a building and with his binoculars he observed the surroundings. He thought back to Melina's word. What if she was right? after all, he had to admit that these voices he heard, manifested themselves when McKellan died. But until now, he had never paid attention to it, it was tiredness for him. That’s all.

“Tsk. I'm not going to start believing these bullshits... it will eventually pass.” said Danny to himself.

“You should believe it.” said Jed.

Danny grumbled before looking through his binoculars again. He eventually catches a glimpse of his next victim. Poor little thing who lives her life peacefully, imagining what she will do tomorrow. Unfortunately, tomorrow will never come. After all, it's not as if the inhabitants of this neighbourhood are saints. But what Danny didn't know was that he was being watched. Not by someone. But by something. A thing that, the more Danny killed, the more the desire of this thing to have him in his ranks grew.

Until the day he will take him...and you too.

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(There you go! We are still approaching the end of DSS little by little and I saw that you were 71 people to follow me! I could never thank you enough for following me all this time! When I compare the first chapters of DSS with the latest writings, I feel like my way of writing and telling has changed. For the better, I hope. And I hope I will continue to offer you stories that you will like! I hope you’ll like this chapter like the other ones! Well, it's time for my brain to rest! Have a great weekend to you all! See ya! )

#dbd #dbd fanfic #dead by daylight #ghostface #danny johnson #jed olsen

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