#the thrill of returning to a world of unpredictability

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Under The Water

Pairing: Hook x Reader

Warning: +18, smut

Beta’d by: @writtingrose

A/N: This is a birthday gift to Cami, one of the most important people in my life. I’ve known her forever and nowadays she’s an extension of my own self, so happy birthday to you, the lost half of my soul 🌹

Tag: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl

Every once in a while something changes

And she's changing me

It's too late for me now, I am altered

There is something beneath

A thrill of emotions, whether it be because of the anonymity or because she wasn’t part of this industry, she wasn’t like the women he usually goes for. Maybe because of their secrets and intriguing traits about her, or even because the few hours Tyler spends inside a random hotel room in her company as well as inside her were the only moments where he allowed himself to just feel.

She's not acid nor alkaline

In his mind, she could only be compared to a tsunami: unpredictable, surprising, a fast-rising tide powerful enough to both destroy and fascinate. It was nothing like the familiar and calm everyday waves, it was chaotic.

Caught between black and white

A wall of water that traps you within it, cold and powerful enough to kill. Merciless, unforgiving, it had no thought, no emotion, nor rationality.

Not quite either day or night

It didn’t hesitate or stop, it was this ongoing flow of emotions of the rawest kind. It was life-changing, the kind that either made you be killed by it or reborn from it.

She's perfectly misaligned

Similar to drowning, she granted you a few spare seconds of fresh air before she wrapped you in her scent, in her chaotic yet pure essence.

I'm caught up in her design

Your lungs try to take in the oxygen, but they can’t. And then the panic, pure fear glazed with panic, the certainty of never floating up the surface again takes over your being.

And how it connects to mine

Fear and panic become acceptance and conformity, and you allow yourself to embrace whatever is to come, the unknown for once sounds so welcoming.

I see in a different light

The unfamiliar feeling of peace and quiet, one you cannot feel whilst living, finally engulfs your spirit. It’s liberating, tragic yet beautiful that something so dark, life-changing, and scary can feel so amicable and intimate. It’s the point of no return, you either surrender yourself to this experience and accept what it will bring you, or you fight against it and suffer until it finally releases you. In the beginning, it felt right to not give in, “survival instinct” is what they call it, but when the need for survival becomes toxic and does more evil than good you eventually stop fighting and start to see for yourself what embracing the unknown feels like.

There’s calm and silence beneath the water, you can’t hear anything or anyone, it’s as if there was only you in this world. And that’s how Tyler felt about it as if he was the only one who existed within her presence, and that’s how he wished to stay. Until someone eventually comes and unwillingly pulls him out of the water, giving him a chance to breathe in the suffocating fresh air once again.

The objects of my desire

“Ty” She called for the third time in a row “Your dad is calling you. You’re not gonna answer?”

His brown eyes fixed on her features, memorizing every detail of her face, imprinting it in his mind like a picture he had forever stared at.

“I’ll call him later” He sighed heavily, before turning off his phone and tossing it on the floor.

“Hey, are you ok?” Her hand cupped his smooth cheek, and Tyler felt the water embracing him again.

“Yeah, I’m fine” He briefly answered and allowed himself to float on the dark waters, he wasn’t ready to drown again, at least not yet.

“You don’t look fine. You’ve been acting weird since I told you I don’t know when I’ll be able to see you again” She stated matter-of-factly

“I’m fine, tiger. Jesus fuck!”

Annoyance swept over him like a low tide, not powerful enough to cause any damage but it was still there, making its job of wetting the shore and turning the firm, secure ground into a mushy, soggy land that kept you in place, unable to move.

“Alright! I was just asking” She huffed while turning around so her bare back was now facing him.

His eyes traveled through her body, and his brown eyes stared at her soft hair spread out on the white pillowcase. Splashing some color, some life, on the white linen. Then he allowed his eyes to sink further down, they stopped at her tensed shoulders before they roamed down to her soft curves, and round hips, and eventually made their final stop on her exposed ass. Tyler could feel his body sinking, the floating would soon become drowning and he yearned for it.

He scooted closer to her on the bed, his strong chest pressed against her soft back, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you like that”, he placed his chin on her shoulder before tilting his head to the side to place a sensual open mouth kiss on the pulse point of her neck.

Tyler’s nose inhaled deeply, taking in the natural scent of her skin mixed with her shower gel, and the remains of their wild sex. It lingered on her skin like the most expensive perfume, a sophisticated smell that belonged to her and her only, and that his system craved for it like a drug.

The warmth of his body caused the tension to leave her body through a deep sigh, her hand came to rest on his forearm - which was tossed around her waist - as he continued to speak:

“I’m just stressed with a few things that’s all”

“You know you can talk to me, Ty. Before anything we are friends, no?” Her eyes searched for him, needing to double-check her suspicions at the same time he scoffed “We passed ‘just friends’ about 20 fucks ago, tiger”.

Something crossed her eyes, it was either fear, despair, or uncertainty. Tyler wasn’t sure yet since she came across as extremely hard to read at times, and his own frantic heartbeat wasn’t helping his rational thinking at all.

A small laugh escaped her lips, and the light sound somewhat seemed to brighten up the room. Before he could stop himself, Tyler laughed along. Only being stopped by her lips covering his.

“Is that so?” She smirked, eyes glimmering with mischief as her hands traveled down his torso until they stopped below his navel.

Ooh, let's talk about chemistry

'Cause I'm dying to melt through

To the heart of her molecules

'Til the particles part like holy water

“Yeah” He nodded vigorously, teeth biting her jawline and causing her to giggle loudly, “It tickles” She giggled again when his next bite caused goosebumps to rise on her skin.

“You don’t want it to tickle? Should I make it hurt instead?” Tyler teased, biting harder only this time his teeth were on her neck.

The harsher action caused her to moan, but the sound was muffled by his hand a few seconds later.

“You’re being too loud, tiggy. Not that I care but your sounds are for me and me only. So next time you wanna moan, make sure to do that in my ear. I wanna be the only one to hear you tonight”

Something shifted in her eyes, the light innocence was quickly replaced with malice, and the chaste girl stepped aside for the little vixen to play. Her hands stopped at his groin, one hand closing around his hard cock while the other cupped his balls softly. The hand that covered her lips lost its power as soon as she began to pump her hand up and down his length.

She captured his pointer finger in her mouth before his hand could leave her lips, she sucked on the digit like a lollipop, tongue tracing the bones and humming at the taste of his skin. She let his finger slowly slide out of her mouth before she could tease him:

“Not so talkative anymore, huh? What happened, Ty? Can’t function with a hand around your cock?”

If anything, she's an undiscovered element

Either born in hell or heaven-sent

But either way I'm into it

“You’re lucky you’re so good at this” He groaned against her chin, open mouth momentarily covering her skin as he pulled back and darted out his tongue to lick a stripe across her lips.

Her smile grew into a pretentious one “Oh baby, don’t be coy. You know I’m good at everything” She chuckled before pushing him to the side so he was now laying down on the mattress.

Her thick thighs straddled his hips, not before she pressed his tip against her entrance. The burning feeling of being stretched by Tyler was always a welcome feeling despite the brief discomfort.

His hands gripped her hips, kneading the flesh beneath his palms and reveling in the feeling of having his hands full of her curves.

“Move, tiger. I need you to move” Tyler groaned, this was a sweet kind of torture he couldn’t take at the moment. Not when he was so close to drowning in her.

“Cockwarming is not your thing?” She teased with a smirk, trying so hard to keep as still as possible just to keep him on the edge.

“Not with you, no” He groaned again, sinking his nails into her flesh in the hopes that the pain will make her move

“And why is that?” The tentative smirk was still plastered on her lips as she managed to settle him even deeper in her

“Because you feel too good for me to not fuck you” Tyler’s hands rapidly left her hips so he could push her torso down until her breasts rested on his face. His mouth instantly opened, capturing a nipple between his lips and sucking on the small flesh until it hardened enough so he could softly bite into it. “Now move, tiger. I wanna feel you pulsating around me”

“So bossy, aren’t we?” She giggled as her hips slowly moved up and down his length. “Should I go hard enough to break the bed?” Her teasing tone caused him to pull back from her breast with a chuckle, “No, but you’re not allowed to stop until you’ve killed me” Tyler joked, and the minute he felt her purposefully clenching her walls around him, he had no doubts she could actually kill him, but shit isn’t this a sweet way to go. He placed his hands behind his head and took a deep sigh as she picked up the pace of her thrusting.

This was it, he was ready to drown again.

#hook x reader #hook imagine #aew hook x reader #aew hook imagine #hook fanfiction #aew hook #hook aew #tyler senerchia #masochist writes #Spotify

[accio-victuuri]

"Zanghai Zhuan" first concept poster ; Xiao Zhan determines the world and pursues truth and justice

The drama tells the story of Zhinu, the son of Zheng Kuaiduo, the Imperial Supervisor of the Great Yong Kingdom, who was burdened with a blood feud and later returned to the capital under the pseudonym Zanghai. With integrity, wisdom, tenacity, hard work, and the acquired construction skills and stratagem techniques, he became wise and intelligent along the way. Traitors and sycophants will be punished. This is a legendary costume masterpiece rich in revenge and conspiracy elements.

This official concept poster cleverly borrows elements from the shadow play in the story. The male protagonist stands in front of the curtain. The dragon and tiger behind the curtain not only metaphorize the treacherous waves and clouds above the court, but also imply the power and harm of the enemy. insidious.

There seems to be a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, but the calm expression of the male protagonist reveals that he is by no means as weak and easy to defeat as he seems. Can he control his own destiny and succeed in revenge, or is he being manipulated by the chess player? The poster vaguely reveals the unpredictable content settings of the play, and the plot development is full of suspense.

In the drama, the male protagonist Zanghai is played by young actor Xiao Zhan. He is loved by the audience for his outstanding acting skills and unique charm. He has appeared in popular works such as "Where Dreams Begin", "Sunshine By My Side" and "Yuguyao". There are wonderful performances in the series. This time he plays the role of Zang Hai, who has been carefully planned. His appearance is very suitable for the image of a fresh and handsome young man. How he will interpret Zang Hai's multi-faceted charm full of strategies and hidden edge is worth looking forward to.

The creators behind the scenes lay the foundation for quality. The plot is both exciting and deep

"Zanghai Zhuan" has received widespread attention from both the industry and outside the industry since its preparation period. In addition to the popular and capable cast, the show has also assembled a number of domestic gold medal creators, laying a solid foundation for content quality. Chief director Zheng Xiaolong has directed many well-received hits such as "Golden Wedding", "The Legend of Zhen Huan", "Red Sorghum" and "The Legend of Mi Yue". He is a national director in the hearts of countless audiences. Director Cao Yiwen graduated from the Film School of the University of Southern California in the United States. He has unique insights and innovations in character creation and story description. He has directed TV series such as "First Encounter, Last Separation" and so on. We look forward to this new industry director creating a unique experience for the audience. This is a legendary work of ancient costume that has both a youthful perspective and profound expressions. Young screenwriter Zhao Liuyi is good at describing delicate emotions and weaving stories with strong plots. His representative film and television works include "Sand Sea" and "Restart: Thunder in the Extreme Sea". Under the overall control of director Zheng Xiaolong, the gold medal team has joined forces to strive to achieve greater success and produce a high-quality masterpiece that is popular and well-known.

It is worth mentioning that the drama has innovative expressions that coexist with pleasure and depth at the content level. In terms of the story, the protagonist Zanghai becomes an official in order to avenge his hatred, and goes around the court to find the truth and pursue justice. In the thrilling and step-by-step game of wits, the story progresses layer by layer. In terms of core setting, the play integrates the responsibility and thinking about the righteousness of the family and the country into the protagonist's personal growth. In the process of uncovering the truth, the pattern of life is gradually opened up, from blindly seeking revenge to caring about the world, and completing the transformation and growth.

Today, the show has officially started shooting, and we look forward to meeting the audience soon!

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#xiao zhan #zanghai zhuan #i love me some revenge plot! let’s gooooo!!!!! #and hidden identity!!!!!

[thebunnednun]

Shadows of the Blade Dracule Mihawk x Fem!Reader

He's kinda growing on me. This was a request from someone that wishes to remain anonymous. Lemme know what you guys think.

Chapter One: A Chance Encounter

The sea breeze whispered through the sails of the Thousand Sunny as it sailed across the vast expanse of the Grand Line. On the deck, amidst the hustle and bustle of the Straw Hat Pirates, you found yourself lost in thought, gazing out at the endless horizon.

As the newest addition to the crew, you couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and excitement at the adventures that lay ahead. But amidst the thrill of exploration, there was also a lingering sense of loneliness, a longing for companionship in this unfamiliar world.

Little did you know, fate had other plans in store.

It was on a quiet evening watch that you first encountered him - Dracule Mihawk, the enigmatic swordsman known as the "Greatest Swordsman in the World." He stood alone on the deck, his long black coat billowing in the wind as he practiced his swordsmanship with effortless grace.

Approaching him cautiously, you couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation in the presence of such a formidable figure. But to your surprise, Mihawk acknowledged your presence with a nod, his sharp gaze meeting yours with a hint of curiosity.

"New to the crew, I presume?" he remarked, his voice low and measured.

You nodded, unable to suppress the nervous flutter in your chest. "Yes, I joined recently. My name is [Name]."

Mihawk inclined his head in acknowledgment. "Dracule Mihawk," he introduced himself, his tone calm and composed. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Despite the initial tension, a tentative conversation began to unfold between you. You spoke of your dreams and aspirations, sharing stories of your past and your journey to the Grand Line. And in return, Mihawk offered insights into the world of swordsmanship, sharing anecdotes from his own storied career.

As the hours passed, you found yourself drawn to Mihawk's quiet strength and wisdom, finding solace in his company amidst the vastness of the sea. And though you knew little of his past or his motivations, there was a mutual respect that began to blossom between you, bridging the gap between stranger and friend.

And so, under the watchful gaze of the stars, a bond was forged between two unlikely companions - one a humble member of the Straw Hat crew, the other a legendary swordsman of the seas. And as the night wore on, you couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope that perhaps, in this unpredictable world, friendship could be found in the most unexpected of places.

To be continued...

#dracule mihawk #one piece mihawk #mihawk x reader #hawkeye mihawk #one piece #live action one piece #strangers to lovers #friendship #mentorship #monkey d. luffy #vinsmoke sanji #usopp #nami #thousand sunny #romance #gentleman

[rebeccalouisaferguson]

MISSION:IMPOSSIBLE - DEAD RECKONING PART ONE REVIEW ROUND UP

Attention: The review roundup might contain spoilers for the film

Other than Hunt himself, trying to secure the key to The Entity are a number of returning figures: Simon Pegg’s affably frantic Benji, Ving Rhames’ cool Luther and Rebecca Ferguson’s classically enigmatic Ilsa Faust, perhaps the best thing that happened to the franchise since Cruise. (https://www.thewrap.com/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-one-review/)

Dead Reckoning brings back Rebecca Ferguson’s silky-steely Ilsa Faust, of the most engaging characters from the franchise’s last two entries, Fallout (2018) and Rogue Nation (2015)...a gorgeously staged duel between Faust and Gabriel, set on a slender Venetian bridge: Faust wears a silky topcoat whose tails whirl about her as her sword slashes through the air, intensifying the already intense aura of Venetian mystery and drama. (https://time.com/6291965/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-one-review-tom-cruise/)

Last but definitely not least, Ilsa Faust returns for another unpredictable mission, played by the always enchanting Rebecca Ferguson, who continues to command every scene that she is in with her passionate and gritty performance. (https://www.forbes.com/sites/jeffconway/2023/07/05/mission-impossibledead-reckoning-part-one-is-the-thrill-ride-of-the-summer/?sh=7d5eeb2a18ce )

It's Rebecca Ferguson as the returning Ilsa Faust who provides the film with its soul. While they may be busy saving the world, Hunt and Faust get a couple of brief moments that demonstrate how much they mean to each other, and it's the most romantic thing I've seen in a Hollywood action blockbuster since The Empire Strikes Back (I could mention the influence of another spy movie but that would be a spoiler). The film might be packed with bombastic action but it never loses sight of its human relationships. Some of the most memorable moments are simple gestures, including a smile from Faust to Hunt that will melt your heart. (http://www.themoviewaffler.com/2023/07/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-one-review.html)

Thanks to Hunt’s longtime cohort Ilsa Faust (god bless you,Rebecca Ferguson...(https://www.rollingstone.com/tv-movies/tv-movie-reviews/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-1-review-tom-cruise-1234779044/)

...it gives its veterans requisite time in the spotlight (with Ferguson remaining these films’ charismatic secret weapon) (https://www.thedailybeast.com/obsessed/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-review-tom-cruise-is-better-than-ever)

...the occasional helping hand from the ever-elusive Ilsa Faust (Rebecca Ferguson, magnetic but alarmingly underused)...(https://www.inverse.com/entertainment/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-one-review)

The biggest sin of Dead Reckoning, however, is how it wastes two of its best talents with Fallout MVP Vanessa Kirby, reprising her role as The White Widow, and franchise mainstay Rebecca Ferguson, reprising her role as Ilsa Faust. Don’t get me wrong, both actresses are nothing short of spectacular in their returns to the role...Ferguson, who has arguably been the best character in the franchise since her introduction in Rogue Nation is criminally underseen throughout the movie. And what we do get of her results in significant baffling decisions that are made about her character, that will ultimately get fans of the franchise very upset (and we’ve never seen them very upset!) (https://thenerdsofcolor.org/2023/07/05/noc-review-mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-pt-1-is-a-non-stop-thrill-ride/)

Whereas Haley Atwell takes center stage in Dead Reckoning Part One, Rebecca Ferguson’s Isla Faust unfortunately takes a back seat. The Dune and Silo star is fantastic as usual, yet when almost everyone else has so much to do in this script, it’s disappointing to see her receive the short end of the stick. This is a rather bizarre decision on Christopher McQuarrie’s behalf since he was the one who made a star out of the character in Rogue Nation and Fallout. You also can’t help but feel like Dead Reckoning Part One falls into some old action genre tropes by shoving one female character to the side in order to let another one thrive – as if this movie couldn’t allow Atwell and Ferguson to shine together. Maybe Ferguson’s shooting schedule is now too packed to even include Mission: Impossible? Regardless, it’s the most damning aspect of this sequel.(https://discussingfilm.net/2023/07/05/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-one-review-tom-cruise-reaches-new-levels-of-absurdity/)

For all that the film primarily functions as a bone-jangling espionage thriller, it’s the fuse-fizzing chemistry between Cruise and Rebecca Ferguson, returning for her third stint as MI6 spook Ilsa Faust, as well as Cruise and Hayley Atwell, making her first appearance in the series as Grace, a world-class pickpocket and rent-a-thief, that makes everything click. Whenever it shifts focus away from the winning Atwell-Cruise-Ferguson trifecta, the film really suffers. (https://lwlies.com/reviews/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-one/)

Dialogue-free vignettes between Cruise and Ferguson, whether they’re sharing a platonic hug on a rooftop or holding hands on a gondola in Venice, are tender stolen moments.(https://freshfiction.tv/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-one-review-another-action-master-class/)

There are still plenty of bullets fired, but there’s also a moonlit sword fight between Gabriel and Rebecca Ferguson’s ice-cold (and oh so cool) Ilsa Faust atop the Ponte Minich, a luminous bridge in the Sestiere Castello.  (https://www.indiewire.com/criticism/movies/mission-impossible-dead-reckoning-part-one-review-1234881243/)

#rebecca ferguson #mission impossible #mission impossible dead reckoning part one #mission impossible 7 #ilsa faust #mi7 spoilers #tom cruise #hayley atwell #vanessa kirby #christopher mcquarrie

[goosimp]

idk why I write so cwinge..

~

He claimed your lips with his, one of his hand going upto your head as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, connecting both your lips like puzzle pieces.

"oh darling... princess.." he said after pulling away to take a breath, you were about to say something more but before you could, you were interrupted with another kiss. Deeper and longer then the last, you were totally intoxicated, and so was he.

You both ended up making out in the couch for a good while, his soft lips feeling you, as if admiring the very texture of your lips, taking your love and giving his love in return.

You pulled away again when he wouldn't let go, trying to catch your breath again. "Wait-" You muttered, your hand involuntarily going to his face to make him pause for a min, to your surprise he took that extended arm and left a soft kiss on your knuckles.

Your whole face turned red due to that, and you let out a gasp, making him grin brighter, his eyes iconically squinted as he took your arms to cup his cheeks, nuzzling against it like a cat.

"I like you~ I like you~" He said teasingly and leaned closer again to leave sweet kisses on your cheeks. You giggled,embarassed but also on top of the world. He was your boyfriend after all..of course you liked him.

"I like you too" You said, trying to leave smooches all over his face in return, making you both giggle as your noses bumped against each other here and there...sloopy make outs in the couch.

...

One thing led to another and you found yourself stripped off your clothes, lying on your back in bed, your legs raised high and kept in place by him.

~straight up smut~

Hugging your raised legs he slowly thrusted himself deep within you

"Nngh.." You whined, he was being so slow, playing up with that unpredictable pace of his that never let your body adjust to the pleasure, always getting caught by surprise making you moan.

He slowly slid out before deep thrusting again, "god you sound so pretty.." He muttered, voice breathless with a little giggle to it as he suddenly increased the pace again, spreading your legs apart to lever himself better as his body pounded yours.

You moaned helplessly as he kept going, in this new fast and thrilling pace "goo~ aa.. Feels so good...!" You groan out trying to make sense of your feelings but the only thing that ran through your mind was just pure pleasure.

"Oh princess, ah~" Goo moaned as he placed his hands on your waist to pull you even closer, his cheeks turning red from the pleasure he experienced too. "God, princess, your body feels divine!" He praises as his own eyes roll back and he moves back and forth, aggresively, so lost in pleasure.. And you both knew the night had just started~

~🍞

I was gonna go more descriptive with the smut but then I felt "the fuck am I doin" and stopped-

i love it. i fucking love it. I LOVE KUSDGVBKSDGVJUDYFU💞💞💞❣❣❣💟💟💟💟💟💟❤❤💗💗💗💖💖💥💥💥💥💥💕💝💝🧡🧡💓💓💓💓💘💘💘💘❣❣💞💞💞💞💞💖💖💖😍😍😍👄👄👄😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰👄👄👄💥💥💥💥💥💥💗💗💗💗💓💓💓

I love you taost <3333333 (gagging, throwing up, doing back flips, breakdancing, crying, dying, jumping, sdcreaming, creaming, tearing my clothes, crawling, strangling, jogging, killing, murdering, I-)

I love you🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅

#lookism #kim joongoo #~🍞 toast #lookism smut #goo x reader #BUT i need to know if you are less than 15 #i just want to make sure before i become absolute feral with your smut #if you are less than 15 toast #do not ever send me SMUT #fic are super duper YES #BUTTT IF YOU ARE LESS THAN 15. DON'T EVER BRING SMUT NEAR ME. #you don't have to say you age #just don't ever send me smut if you are less than 15 #please #just don't #i am sorry and thank you

[animeyanderelover]

Do you write for owari no seraph? How about yandere Crowley Eusford and Ferid Bathory headcanons?

Thank you... Remember to rest.

I am so sorry that it takes me so long to answer those requests...

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, manipulation, blackmailing, sabotage, isolation, degradation, threatening, sadism, violence, control, abduction, death

Yandere Owari no Seraph Hc's

Ferid Bathory

💜Ferid might as well believe that he can never find someone he truly loves since he looks down on humans and mocks the arrogance of his own kind. Immortality has become bored to him as there is nothing that he sees worthy as calling a reason to live anymore. So surely you can't be any different than others. You merely are there to amuse him and serve him for a while with your delicious blood. His growing obsession flies over the head mainly because he believes that he can never love someone. With that being said, Ferid is a shrewd person so he doesn't stay oblivious for too long. He's not even mad or anything, he's thrilled when he discovers that he actually gained a genuine romantic interest in someone. His boredom disappears as he is suddenly overly focused on you, forces you to tell him everything about you and treats you something nice in return. He quickly demands all of your time as he wants to keep you the entire day in his mansion so he knows where you are when he wants you.

💜​Very possessive and manipulative. His s/o is like a little and adorable rainbow in his normally boring and gray world and since Ferid is selfish, he doesn't hesitate to keep such a miracle as close to his body as possible. His high and noble position and his overall behavior are overly manipulative as he doesn't hesitate to take advantage of his position and superiority to blackmail and sabotage you. No hesitation to lie to you if it benefits his insatiable greed as well as confronting you with the cruel truth whenever he sees it to his best advantage. Ferid has no shame to blame you for things that are not your fault and that he in fact caused or calling you out for certain traits of yours that he exhibits in a much worse fashion. The vampire tends to be clingy and overly touchy, sometimes for the sole purpose to make you uncomfortable. He's a pure mystery and unpredictable yet without a doubt nasty as he has a sadistic streak, enjoys it when he can torment you and be entertained by your horrified reaction.

💜​You're his most priced possession and it should be common knowledge that you don't touch what belongs to others, right? Sure, he doesn't even follow that principle himself yet expects others to follow it, especially when it comes to his little human here. He likes to flaunt you sometimes and ruin your pride a bit in the process as he forces you to wear a collar and chooses clothes that expose the bite marks and hickies of his. It's a "look but don't touch" philosophy he uses. Less jealous but more possessive as Ferid has no intention to let you ever leave his side. When someone expresses a too keen interest in you, he tugs you closer as he is quick to hide everything behind his inoffensive smirk though his words are sharpened with the intention to hit a nerve. If his s/o seems to like someone else he humiliates your crush and you alike in front of each other, chides you later on in private for being such a bad pet before he locks you away. He can't have you like someone else, can he now?

💜​He enjoys toying with people a lot, especially if he knows that it puts you on edge too. Ferid expresses little care for others so he can dispose of them quickly. Before that he likes to push them until they break though as he feels a certain joy when he feeds them with false hope before shattering them. Due to his possessive side that doesn't allow it for you to like anyone and his sadistic side, he just uses such chances to break you down on your knees as you beg to leave whoever is precious to you alone as well, willing to do anything. There is a constant risk that he will kill those dear to you and Ferid uses this macabre situation to his utmost advantage. If you misbehave and displease him, he will kill someone you love and go as far as present a detached limb of theirs to you with a hideous smile as he taunts that it's your fault for being so dumb. The only time you'll see a similar chilly smile on his face is when he confronts someone who tried to take you away from him or hurt you severely. How stupid.

💜​He locks his darling away whenever the hell he feels like it, though a punishment of yours include not being allowed to go outside, often when you expressed interest in someone else, tried to escape or he suspects that someone is targeting you. Don't worry, the silver chain on your ankle looks at least gorgeous on you. It's honestly up to his mood whether he wants to show everyone his darling pet or if he wants to be alone with you and play dress-up doll with you. You're not going to leave him as it is, not when he loves you so dearly as he does. Chances are that you are forced to spend hours trying on the clothes he bought for you, have to endure him smothering you hours on end or are to give him your sweet blood. He does so much for you after all, you ought to be a bit more grateful and repay his kindness somehow. He probably installs quite a bit fear into his s/o as he tells them that without him they'd be a nobody rotting away on the streets.

💜​Whether he is currently doting on you or degrading you, he always cooes over you in a sickenly sweet tone. You never see him mad even if you land a hit on him or yell at him, he never yells back but chides you. The nasty smile and the excited glimmer in his eyes are the only signs that he plans something. Initially Ferid seems to be fine if you hate him as long as you don't like someone else and obey him, though he doesn't mind playing with your fire a bit. As time passes by, he starts to yearn for a more tender side of yours, one where you are more vulnerable and long for him. It sparks into something bigger with more time as he finds his jealousy growing when you express yourself more openly around others and not him as it serves to irritate him. He tries to treat you more gently afterwards in an attempt to have you soften up. The vampire enjoys to spoil his s/o as it is and even if he chains you up and smears blood of others on your clothes, he still demands that you look pretty for him.

Crowley Eusford

❤️‍🔥​Differently from Ferid who disregards despite awareness his whole obsession. Crowley harbors some conflicted emotions. He doesn't know how to feel about falling in love with livestock, is overall unsure what to think of his emotions which dwell over inside of his heart. One of the most obvious things from the very beginning is that Crowley is very protective over his s/o. He sends Chess and Horn out so they can gather information on you and abuses his power himself to find out more about you. Livestock isn't treated the best so he most likely ends up making sure to privilege you alongside with your family, demands in return that you spend time with him though. Significantly more tame than Ferid since Crowley is more genuine with his attempts to gain your trust. He understands why you're skittish around him yet the sight bothers him. Longing for affection seems to consume him the more you are with him.

❤️‍🔥​You are a literal witness to him growing more possessive over you the more he gets to know you and his silent need for more fuels this. Crowley becomes unusually strict when it comes to you potentially liking someone else, a displeased look on his face as he grows more intimidating. Not quite as forceful but still ready to abuse his position and remind you that he's the one who allows your family a better life if you act up. At one point he eventually wants to taste your blood, something you dreaded yet there is no choice. Never allows any other vampire to taste your blood afterwards. If there isn't someone annoying him or you are disobeying him, the vampire is quite laid-back and lenient with you, you dare to say soft and gentle. His confusion eventually vanishes as he learns to embrace the warm feeling inside his chest, something he didn't expect to feel ever again.

❤️‍🔥​His lenience shines through as he allows you to spend time with family and friends even if he at one point doesn't let you go alone anymore. Chess and/or Horn accompany you all the time though they don't necessarily are in the same room as you. He respects your own boundaries as good as he can as he acknowledges that you have people who are important in your life. Your family is probably terrified for you since you're essentially a vampire's personal pet at this point, even if they get the better treatment in return. Any sane person stays away from you when you are permitted to walk outside due to the girls or Crowley himself being with you. He doesn't isolate you after all though he expects you to know that he doesn't like you having feelings for someone else. His calm presence alone is enough to intimidate humans as it is and if someone is still overly persistent with you, he has no problem grabbing the person by the neck and nearly strangling them in the process. Maybe you can stop him.

❤️‍🔥​Crowley isn't unnecessarily cruel nor sadistic like Ferid is even with his growing possessive behavior towards you and his expectations for you to show him your affection. That said every fool who believes that they can woo you in front of him or take you away from him will be personally drained of blood by him or simply strangled, he halts when it comes to your family and maybe your friends but will punish them somehow nevertheless. Whilst he has a soft spot for you, that doesn't mean that he's completely harmless either. Crowley isn't one to play mind games either, he's just brutal and maybe swift when he gets rid of someone. At least he doesn't rub it into your face that it's your fault until you break down in tears.

❤️‍🔥​It's more like slowly being caged in as Crowley expects you to be with him in the mansion more and more, even if he has to leave to fulfill his duty as the Thirteenth Progenitor. You're still allowed to go outside and visit family and friends as long as you inform him about it and he gives his permission since Chess and Horn won't let you leave as long as he hasn't told them that it's fine. You can exchange alternatively letters with your loved ones. He respects privacy as good as he can, gives you time alone if you want it. He tends to space out anyways when he thinks of you. There is a limit though as he wants to spend time with you, suspects that you don't want him near you in which case he turns more forceful. As much as he tries to be mindful, at one point he ends up forcing his love on you, blackmails you by reminding you that he's the one who guards your family and he only does this because he loves you.

❤️‍🔥​He won't hesitate to punish you even if he is reasonable. Depending on how far you went, he will either either drink your blood until you pass out, leave bruises or even break your bones. He's frightening since the soft shimmer in his eyes is gone, he even threatens you to throw your parents and friends under vampires to let them do as they want since they're just livestock, nothing more without his protection. If his s/o returns his love and indulges him in his desire, Crowley is fairly pleasant. He's playfully teasing you to embarrass you and fluster you and spoils you with whatever you want, reassures you that you don't have to worry about your family since they're under his protection. He is even as gentle as he can to not hurt you when he takes your blood though he sometimes loses himself in the sweet taste and takes a bit too much. Coaxes you into his arms or places you into his lap whenever he can.

#yandere owari no seraph #yandere seraph of the end #yandere ferid #yandere ferid bathory #yandere crowley #yandere crowley eusford

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 340: Now Where Were We

Previously on BnHA: Deku and Iida were all “hey Mei, I know you don’t have a lot of spare time in between constantly launching yourself at people boob-first, and singlehandedly MacGuyvering U.A. into the fucking Death Star, but we were wondering if you could lend us a hand in fixing our costumes.” Mei was all, “sure thing, here’s an upgraded pair of Movie 1 Gloves for you, anyways off you go and have fun saving the world!” Mt. Lady was all, “can you kids keep a secret?? so uh, just between you and me, I’m not a real teacher, and I’m not actually sure what I’m doing here hanging out with you guys right now.” Class 1-A was all, “don’t worry, your secret is safe with us Mt. Lady, well anyways time to assemble our CLASS 1-A SEARCH SQUAD!” The chapter ended with A BUNCH OF DIFFERENT PEOPLE getting ready to DO and/or TALK about A BUNCH OF DIFFERENT THINGS. Classic cliffhanger ending. lol this chapter really did not hold up on a re-read. I’m so sorry BnHA 339. You meandered so that future chapters could hopefully get to the damn point already.

Today on BnHA: All Might is all “time to reveal our shocking and completely unpredictable battle plan of splitting up all the villains for more easily digestible mini-boss battles, using our newly acquired trump card, the handy dandy U.A. traitor!” Aizawa is all, “[cracks knuckles] time to drop some motherfucking love and compassion onto my traumatized student in order to talk him into doing this INSANELY DANGEROUS TASK for us, except that somehow I manage to do it in a way that’s genuinely moving and heartfelt and somehow not manipulative at all lol.” Shinsou is all, “hello, it’s me, making my miraculous return after three whole years of plot inactivity, so anyway what have I missed.” Well shit. Glad I’m not the only one, Shinsou.

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(just a handful of quick notes here since it’s been a while! (1) as always, these are my completely blind first-time-reading reactions to the chapter. (2) as of today, I am very much NOT caught up with the manga, but will keep you posted on my progress. currently I have read up to chapter 340, a.k.a. this chapter right here lol. and (3), I have been spoiled about one major thing (explained more in depth here) which will happen later in the series, and while there are no detailed references to said spoiler in this post, there ARE a couple of vague throwaway lines because I have absolutely no self-control. so just giving you guys a heads up for that! if you absolutely don’t want to risk getting spoiled, I would highly recommend catching up with the manga first before reading any further.

anyways, onward!)

OH MY GOSH IT’S SOME BUILDINGS!!!

WHAT A THRILLING WAY TO KICK OFF MY FIRST NEW CHAPTER OF BNHA IN ELEVEN MONTHS. TRULY HIT THE GROUND RUNNING

lol they literally just thumbtacked a handwritten “LOV/PLF COUNTER-FORCE HQ” sign on a wrinkled piece of paper next to the door. how far we have fallen from the days where the heroes were holding their war councils in huge NASA ground control rooms filled with hundreds of TV screens

okay good, at least they went out and recruited Hawks to be one of the people presumably planning this whole thing

one of only two people (the other being Momo) whom I actually trust to be able to come up with a reliably smart plan. fingers crossed this turns out better than his last big Ultimate Hero Final Battle Plan, though!

interesting! I assume they do still know about the whole Aoyama situation though, seeing as they even told Mt. flippin’ Lady lol

OH MY GOSH, RAGDOLL? heck yeah. great to see her finally back in the thick of things again. even if she can’t participate in the actual battle, she’s still a fucking hero goddammit

wow this entire next page sure is something

“every pre-cat-ion” breaking news, we’ve just been informed that there is a warrant out for Caleb Cook’s arrest

MEOW

MYEAH?

NOT YOU TOO, HAWKS

EVIL MEOW

I know that last part is just her randomly tacking her cute dattebayoisms onto the end of this entirely unrelated sentence, but unfortunately the damage has already been done. now all I can think about is the League of Villains out there rampaging in the streets and meowing menacingly at people

anyway, so on to the planning and stuff

lmao wait, what

DID YOU PAINT THESE BY HAND, ALL MIGHT?? DID YOU BUY THEM LAST MINUTE ON ETSY AND PAY A FORTUNE IN EXPEDITED SHIPPING. surely it must be the latter. but can you just imagine All Might sitting at his kitchen table at 3am, hand-painting a refrigerator magnet to look like an adorable chibified version of HIS MOST HATED ENEMY

hmmmmmmmmmmmm

I’m actually on the fence about this lol. I mean, it makes sense on paper. lord knows they had enough trouble taking on just one massively overpowered final villain, so who even knows what would happen if they added a second one to the mix

but the problem with the “just take them down separately” plan is that it means they’ll also have to split up their OWN forces, which are already heavily depleted. not to mention that the BnHA heroes are always at their best when they’re all fighting together. so anyways, yeah, I’m not too sure about this

so blah blah blah, Tomura is now stronger than crusty!potato!AFO, big surprise. and they’ve also figured out that the two AFOs can communicate with each other via radio waves or whatever. okay yeah, but doesn’t that mean that even if you do split them up, they’ll still have a big advantage? unless you figured out some way of jamming their telepathy somehow

“should they attack together, we have no hope of victory” lol if you say so. I’m pretty sure all of the U.A. kids combined with all of the remaining A-list heroes could hold their ground fairly well, but clearly I’m not supposed to be questioning the authority of this statement so ALL RIGHT THEN

OKAY BUT DOESN’T THIS JUST PROVE MY POINT THOUGH

“if they’re so powerful together then why didn’t they team up against S&S?” “because they definitely would have definitely lost.” ????????

anyway so now All Might is saying that they need to separate TomurAFO and Potato AFO (PotAFO, if you will) by at least 10km. so is that the max range of their telepathy or something then? that’s so oddly specific though

“oh and we also need to split up Dabi from them as well” ah okay lol, I see where this is going. it’s finally time for the final battle, meaning we need to assign each of the main characters to their personal final villain, yeah? great. awesome. except that they only JUST got reunited all together as a class again sob. you’re really going to do this to me again now?? just like that?? goddammit

LMAO I completely forgot that Nao’s right hand man is an actual literal fucking cat

oh my god. what I wouldn’t give to have seen his reaction to all of those puns and MEOW shenanigans from a few minutes earlier. just standing there in the corner with a disapproving frown. “I’ll have you know I find this all very demeaning and culturally insensitive” sorry about that Sansa

anyway so now All Might is all “YEAH EXACTLY, WE HAVE TO DIVIDE AND CONQUER ALL OF THE VILLAINS ONE ON ONE! WHAT DO YOU THINK WE SPENT ALL THAT TIME PAINSTAKINGLY BUILDING THEM UP FOR?? IT’S THE FINAL BATTLE FOR FUCK’S SAKE, WHAT ELSE WOULD YOU HAVE US DO, MAKESTE” okay okay fine I’ll shut up now, geez

oh shit lol

somehow I momentarily forgot all about Aoyama. possibly because I haven’t seen him in eleven months!! so this is where we’re finally going to get into the nitty gritty of that “let’s use Aoyama to set a trap” plan that Aizawa shamelessly stole from Kaminari all those moons ago

All Might is all “it’s actually pretty messed up of us to be using this poor boy when he’s already basically spent his entire life being exploited and manipulated by people” and he’s not wrong though, damn

but Nao is all “very true, but to be fair this is the literal apocalypse, and he did technically make his own bed, and also our backs are REALLY against the goddamn wall here,” which is also true. still leaning more toward All Might’s side in spite of that, though. poor Yuuga

OH SHIT, SPEAKING OF???

OH DANG

do they really have to keep him tied up like that?? he’s just a kid for fuck’s sake. and it’s not like they aren’t capable of handling things if he does try to escape, I mean this is Aoyama we’re talking about here, he’s not exactly an all-powerful criminal mastermind

man they both look so fucking sad. Yuuga looks so ashamed. this is every 1-A child’s worst fear. they can go toe to toe with the scariest villains out there and not be fazed. but a disappointed dad??? have mercy, sweet jesus

“so after going back and forth on it a bunch, we finally decided that he’s probably not going to blow up.” thanks for the update, doc. meanwhile I just had a completely unrelated thought about certain spoiler related things, oh fuck. but now is not the time to start speculating about that! not when we have the world’s saddest detention session unfolding right before our eyes

Aizawa Shouta is sitting here wearing an eyepatch and a hospital gown and probably hasn’t showered in like three days, and despite all this he is STILL somehow the hottest character in BnHA and it’s not even close

okay but there are like a thousand reasons why the threat of imminent murder would be infinitely more useful than an actual murder, though. like this doesn’t really make any sense. “why would AFO bother to threaten Aoyama if he could simply blow him up if and when he betrayed him?” uh, gee, maybe because he would much prefer if Aoyama didn’t actually betray him in the first place?? what, do you think U.A. traitors are so fucking easy to come by? in this economy??

awwww

I mean, of course he is? :( man, and now I’m wondering if there’s been a single day since his enrollment at U.A. that Aoyama has not spent being constantly terrified about a whole damn slew of things. this poor fucking kid. Horikoshi please be kind to him oh my god

oh my god, yes, exactly

he’s afraid that deep down he’s a bad person. he’s afraid that AFO will kill him. but interestingly, what he’s most afraid of, is BEING afraid. he’s afraid that if the others put their trust in him again, that when push comes to shove he’ll still be too cowardly to do what’s right

talk about ironic though. because to me, that’s a sentiment that basically confirms that he does have the heart of a hero deep down. I’m telling you guys, every single time you show me a character who is flawed and afraid, but is trying so hard to overcome their fears, and trying with all their might to become better, you will reel me in hook, line, and sinker every. single. time. seriously, how could you possibly not root for this kid now

OH MY GOD YUUGA NO

holy shit. hey Horikoshi, this is me, a certified angst-lover, asking you to tone it down just a little here, goddamn. yes we get it, he is tormented by years’ worth of accumulated fears and regrets and feelings of worthlessness and he doesn’t see any way that things can possibly get better, holy shit, we get it okay??? THIS IS MY FIRST CHAPTER IN ELEVEN MONTHS! THIS SHOULD BE AN OCCASION OF TRIUMPH, SO WHY THE HELL ARE YOU OUT HERE MAKING ME CRY

HOLY SHIT

somehow I forgot just how utterly ruthless this man is capable of being for the sake of his students. this is a dude who literally expels kids on a regular basis just to put the fear of god into them. also he is seriously so goddamn hot. it’s straight up ridiculous

oh wow this whole page just came straight for my heart

Yuuga’s fear as he tries to talk himself into what he fully believes is a suicide mission. Aizawa’s blunt assessment of the heroes being no less ruthless than the villains when their backs are to the wall. but then the way he just HITS him with that “you’re still my student and I’m still your teacher” line, and how he says it with such finality. and then the face Aoyama makes in response!!

OKAY, WOW

ABSOLUTELY NONE OF THIS IS FAIR YOU KNOW!! YOU CAN’T JUST HIT ME WITH THIS BRUTALLY SIMPLE PANEL OF THE TWO OF THEM JUST SITTING THERE WITH ALL OF THE OTHER VISUALS STRIPPED AWAY SO THE FOCUS IS ENTIRELY JUST ON THEM, AND WITH THE WALL BETWEEN THEM ALSO SYMBOLICALLY REMOVED JUST LIKE THAT

AND YUUGA BEING SO SMALL. AND AIZAWA BEING SO STRONG AND SAFE AND STABLE AND FIRM, AND HIM HAVING SUCH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE AND COMPASSION FOR HIS STUDENT DESPITE EVERYTHING. “FUCK THAT, YOU’RE GONNA HAVE A HAPPY ENDING BECAUSE I FUCKING SAID SO AND I’M YOUR SENSEI AND THAT’S FINAL.” okay yep. tears coming now. thanks a lot, Horikoshi. wow. just wow

lol I truly believe that if Horikoshi ever did truly try to kill off one of the 1-A kids, Aizawa would literally come to life and emerge from the pages and straight up murder him

welp. there you have it. absolutely no room for argument there. SENSEI SAID YOU’RE GONNA LIVE, YUUGA, SO I GUESS YOU’LL JUST HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT!

fsdljkf

yep. that’s right. deal with it. dlfkj don’t mind me I’m just gonna sit here dissolving into sobs again

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS WARM FOND EXPRESSION GODDAMMIT

I AM ALREADY A PILE OF MUSH, HOLY HECK!! CAN I LIVE. CAN YOU JUST LEAVE ME BE HERE ALREADY HOLY SHIT

wait what

uh. the path of “none of you problem children are allowed to die on my watch, are we fucking clear on that”? that path?? or the path of marching headfirst into very real danger because they have no other choice, because they’re one of the lynchpins in the heroes’ desperate plan? because that latter path is one that I’d prefer to have as few children walk as possible, ngl

-- OH MY GOD

“HELLO, SHINSOU HERE” UH, EXCUSE ME, MISTER, DON’T YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY TO ME? AFTER BEING MIA FOR LIKE A HUNDRED AND TWENTY CHAPTERS AND FOUR AND A HALF ARCS?? YOU’RE JUST GONNA HANG HERE FROM THIS FUCKING TREE ALL NONCHALANT, WITH YOUR FANCY NEW HERO COSTUME AND YOUR SPIDER-MAN POSE THAT YOU STRAIGHT UP RIPPED OFF FROM YOUR DAD?? WHILE SAID DAD SITS THERE CHUCKLING OVER HIS “NEVER FEAR, WE’RE TOTALLY PUTTING SHINSOU IN AMPLE DANGER AS WELL” REVEAL? “DON’T WORRY AOYAMA, WE’RE NOT JUST RISKING YOUR LIFE, WE’RE RISKING MULTIPLE CHILDREN’S LIVES, BUT WE’RE DOING IT ALL TOGETHER AS A FAMILY” truly the most heartwarming of sentiments lmao

well damn. that hype and anticipation is definitely starting to build now. I am so damn fearful for all of these fictional kids’ safety, especially now that I’m watching the War arc play out again in the anime and remembering just how brutal it was. but at the same time I can’t deny that I’m super excited to see the culmination of everything. like, this is IT, though. this is THE moment, THE battle. no more safety arcs. no more training. we are done holding back, and that is as terrifying as it is exhilarating. I am so not ready for any of this, but IT IS HAPPENING WHETHER I LIKE IT OR NOT, so I guess I’ll just do my best to enjoy the ride

-- oh and lastly, I almost forgot. before we wrap up, there’s just one last thing I wanted to add here...

so it begins.

#bnha 340 #aoyama yuuga #aizawa shouta #shinsou hitoshi #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #pleasantly surprised to see that tumblr's image limit is still generous enough to allow me to do my thing here #'preciate it tumblr

[richincolor]

Haunting Reads for your TBR 👻

It's spooky season where I'm at, which means that the weather is getting crispy and cold, the leaves are changing colors, and I suddenly have a craving for apple cider donuts. What is also means is that my usual readings habits are upended -- I'm a coward! -- and I feel like maybe I should take a gander at a spooky read or two. Is there anything on your TBR that's spooky? Here's what's on my list for this month:

If I Have to Be Haunted by Miranda Sun

Cemetery Boys meets Legendborn in this thrillingly romantic, irresistibly fun YA contemporary fantasy debut following a teenage Chinese American ghost speaker who (reluctantly) makes a deal to raise her nemesis from the dead. Cara Tang doesn’t want to be haunted.

Look, the dead have issues, and Cara has enough of her own. Her overbearing mother insists she be the “perfect” Chinese American daughter—which means suppressing her ghost-speaking powers—and she keeps getting into fights with Zacharias Coleson, the local golden boy whose smirk makes her want to set things on fire. Then she stumbles across Zach’s dead body in the woods. He’s even more infuriating as a ghost, but Cara’s the only one who can see him—and save him.

Agreeing to resurrect him puts her at odds with her mother, draws her into a dangerous liminal world of monsters and magic—and worse, leaves her stuck with Zach. Yet as she and Zach grow closer, forced to depend on each other to survive, Cara finds the most terrifying thing is that she might not hate him so much after all. Maybe this is why her mother warned her about ghosts.

Delightful and compulsively readable, this contemporary fantasy has something for every reader: a snarky voice, a magnetic enemies-to-lovers romance, and a spirited adventure through a magical, unpredictable world hidden within our own.

All These Sunken Souls: A Black Horror Anthology edited by Circe Moskowitz

The stories in All These Sunken Souls explore horror through a blend of genres—from the thoughtful to the terrifying—as the reader wanders farther and farther from reality.

By delivering a multitude of profound nightmares, this YA horror anthology by established and debut authors contains something for every horror fan—and for anyone who dares to open these pages. From haunted Victorian mansions, temporal monster-infested asylums, ravaging zombie apocalypses, to southern gothic hoodoo practitioners, the anthology features stories from Kalynn Bayron, Donyae Coles, Ryan Douglass, Sami Ellis, Brent Lambert, Ashia Monet, Circe Moskowitz, Joel Rochester, Liselle Sambury, and Joelle Wellington.

All These Sunken Souls tackles a genre that historically has tokenized and exploited Black characters and opens discussion on how horror translates into the current time we live in.

Saint Juniper's Folly by Alex Crespo

Cemetery Boys meets The Haunting of Bly Manor in this spellbinding debut! Alex Crespo’s queer haunted house mystery is equal parts spine-tingling thrills, a celebration of found family, and must-read for paranormal romance fans. For Jaime, returning to the tiny Vermont town of Saint Juniper means returning to a past he’s spent eight years trying to forget. After shuttling between foster homes, he hopes he can make something out of this fresh start. But every gossip in town already knows his business, and with reminders of his past everywhere, he seeks out solitude into the nearby woods, called Saint Juniper’s Folly, and does not return. For Theo, Saint Juniper means being stuck. He knows there’s more out there, but he’s scared to go find it. His senior year is going to be like all the rest, dull and claustrophobic. That is until he wanders into the Folly and stumbles on a haunted house with an acerbic yet handsome boy stuck—as in physically stuck—inside. For Taylor, Saint Juniper is a mystery. The surrounding woods speak to her, while she tries—and fails—to practice the magic her dad banned from the house after her mother died. Taylor can’t seem break out of her spiral of grief, until a wide-eyed teenager barges into her life, rambling on about a haunted house, a trapped boy, and ghosts. He needs a witch. The Folly and its ghosts will bring these three teenagers together. But they will each have to face their own internal struggles in order to forge a bond strong enough to escape the Folly’s shadows.

#saint juniper's folly #if i have to be haunted #all these sunken souls #spooky season #ya lit

[g2gamermatters]

7 Best Mackenyu Movies and TV Shows

Since the release of One Piece live action series, Mackenyu's popularity has been soaring. His portrayal of Zoro in One Piece gained a massive following, mostly from women who just couldn't resist his charm.

Mackenyu himself has etched his name in the entertainment industry a long time ago. First appearing in Kamen Rider Drive: Surprise Drive, he was 17 years old when he debuted. Starting from small roles, his talent continued to spike interest from directors and producers.

Born as Mackenyu Maeda, his breakthrough role was the portrayal of Arata Wataya in the Chihayafuru trilogy. In fact, he loved the character so much that he decided to use Mackenyu Arata as his stage name.

As a son of the famous Japanese actor and martial artist, Sonny Chiba, it's no surprise that Mackenyu followed in his father's footsteps. Now, with over 40 credits in acting roles, Mackenyu continues to rise in his stardom.

Besides One Piece, there are a lot of Mackenyu movies and TV shows to get to know him better. Here are the recommendations!

1. Chihayafuru Trilogy

Mackenyu's breakthrough role in the Chihayafuru Trilogy was what catapulted him into stardom. The trilogy is based on the manga series "Chihayafuru" by Yuki Suetsugu and follows the story of Chihaya Ayase, a young girl who becomes deeply involved in the competitive world of competitive karuta, a traditional Japanese card game.

In the trilogy, Mackenyu Arata played the role of Arata Wataya, a childhood friend of Chihaya and a skilled karuta player. His return to the town after some years of absence rekindles Chihaya's passion for karuta, and he becomes a central figure in her journey to become a competitive karuta player.

Arata's presence and influence serve as a driving force in the story, motivating Chihaya and her friends to form a karuta club and pursue their dreams of becoming champions. Arata also represents one of the love interests in the series, creating a love triangle with Chihaya and another main character, Taichi Mashima.

If you want to explore Mackenyu's other role beside One Piece, Chihayafuru Trilogy is a great way to start!

2. Over Drive

Mackenyu portrayed the character Hiyama Naozumi in Over Drive. Naozumi, the wild and unpredictable Supika Racing Factory hotshot, is no stranger to chaos. Despite his troublesome nature, he possesses exceptional driving skills and aspires to advance to the World Rally Championship.

Towards the end of the film, Naozumi undergoes a remarkable transformation and becomes more focused on his goals in rally racing. This journey takes him from lone wolf to a team player, from troublemaker to disciplined driver. Mackenyuy's portrayal brings Naozumi's passionate evolution to life, promising an engaging and impactful character arc that's worth watching.

3. Pacific Rim: Uprising

In the epic "Pacific Rim: Uprising," Mackenyu Arata takes on the role of Ryoichi Hatayama. Although not the central character, Hatayama's role as a Pan Pacific Defense Corps cadet and co-pilot of the formidable Jaeger, Saber Athena, adds depth to the storyline.

Even as a supporting role, Hatayama stands alongside lead characters, like Jake Pentecost (played by John Boyega), and takes on a vital part in the thrilling battles against the Kaiju monsters.

While not in the spotlight, Mackenyu's appearance in this international blockbuster allows him to showcase his acting skills. His performance enriches the action and the overall dynamic of Pacific Rim: Uprising.

4. Our 30 Minute Sessions

Expanding his role, Mackenyu portrayed a musician in Our 30-Minute Sessions (サヨナラまでの30分). His character, Aki Miyata, a musician who passed away one year before the events of the film. Despite his untimely death, his bright and positive personality continues to influence the lives of those who knew him.

On the other hand, a character named Sota discovers a mysterious tape recorder which allows him to listen to Aki's voice from the past for 30 minutes. During this time, Aki takes over Sota's body, leading him to meet his former girlfriend.

As the plot unfolds, Sota not only learns more about Aki's life and struggles but also undergoes personal growth and self-discovery. The story delves into themes of friendship, grief, and the healing power of communication and connection, even beyond death.

5. Peach Girl

In the 2017 Japanese romantic comedy-drama "Peach Girl," inspired by Miwa Ueda's beloved manga series, Mackenyu Arata takes on the role of Kazuya Tojigamori. This story revolves around the intricate romantic and dramatic journey of the central character, Momo Adachi.

Kazuya, one of Momo's dearest friends and a fellow classmate, embodies kindness, care, and unwavering support. He's a character marked by unrequited love for Momo, a sentiment that sparks emotional conflicts and intense drama. As Kazuya grapples with these feelings, the movie explores the complexities of friendship and love.

6. Knights of the Zodiac

Enter the fantastical world of "Knights of the Zodiac," where Mackenyu steps into the role of Seiya. In this cinematic take on the beloved "Saint Seiya" franchise, created by Masami Kurumada, adventure and destiny collide.

Seiya, a street-smart orphan, embarks on a perilous odyssey to rescue his kidnapped sister, Patricia. His journey tests his mettle as he confronts formidable challenges. His fate becomes intertwined with the legendary Knights of the Zodiac, warriors chosen to safeguard the goddess Athena's reincarnation.

Mackenyu's portrayal is more than a mere performance. It's a journey through Seiya's determination, a tour of his emotional evolution from ordinary to hero. He weaves his essence into the action and drama, crafting a Seiya that captivates and immerses us in the "Saint Seiya" universe.

7. JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable - Chapter 1

Perhaps Mackenyu's most peculiar acting role, "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable - Chapter 1" saw Mackenyu Arata taking on the character of Okuyasu Nijimura. This film is based on the Diamond Is Unbreakable story arc of the popular manga and anime series "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure" by Hirohiko Araki.

Okuyasu Nijimura possesses a Stand, a supernatural ability that grants him unique powers. His Stand is known as "The Hand," and it wields the extraordinary power to erase or scrape away anything it touches with his right hand. Initially introduced as a member of a group with antagonistic motives, Okuyasu's character undergoes a transformation as the narrative unfolds.

Looking into his diverse acting role, it seems like Mackenyu doesn't plan on stopping any time soon. His career will continue to evolve, and with his legendary portrayal of Zoro, more directors and producers may see the potential he has.

Finally, some of Mackeyu's movies are available to stream online on Apple TV, such as "Knights of the Zodiac" and "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable - Chapter 1". To watch them, you'll need a paid subscription available through Apple TV.

And here's a tip to make it even more convenient: purchase your subscription using iTunes gift cards from OffGamers.com. With over 200 payment methods, secure transactions, and global accessibility, OffGamers.com makes getting your hands on those iTunes gift cards a breeze.

So, prepare to journey into the mesmerizing world of Seiya and Jojo, right from your screen!

#mackenyu #chiyafuru #over drive #jojo bizarre adventure

[acefms]

if you’re hearing SEVEN DEVILS by FLORENCE + THE MACHINE playing, you have to know HENRIK OLSSON (HE/HIM; CIS MALE) is near by! the 32 year old CYBER SECURITY ANALYST/HACKER has been in denver for, like, 8 YEARS. they’re known to be quite CYNICAL, but being ASTUTE seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble BILL SKARSGARD. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those DESTRUCTION AT THE CLICK OF A BUTTON, AVOIDING FAMILY REUNIONS, HALF HEAVEN HALF HELL, POLISHED APPEARANCE CHAOTIC MIND vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the RINO DISTRICT long enough!

NAME: henrik andres olsson AGE: thirty-two BIRTHDAY: february 2nd ZODIAC: aquarius OCCUPATION: cyber security analyst / hacker BIRTHPLACE: gothenburg, sweden. moved to the usa aged eleven. SEXUALITY: pansexual, panromantic SPOKEN LANGUAGES: fluent in swedish, english, spanish, french & mandarin POSITIVES: intellectual, adaptable, productive, confident, observant NEGATIVES: unpredictable, vengeful, aloof, calculated

background story.

tw: infidelity, emotional abuse/gaslighting, blackmail, hacking, drug use.

henrik was born and raised in in gothenburg, sweden. this time of his life was extremely happy, his relationship with his family the best it had ever been. they came from old money, every desire met within an instant. when henrik turned eleven he’d be told they were moving to New York City, where his father planned to expand the families well established pharmaceutical empire. it was after this move that his family's reality began to become clearer to a teenage boy in a new country.

he’d always assumed his parents to have a great marriage, but slowly more and more proof of infidelity began to arise from his fathers side of things, and with it came gaslighting and manipulation at his mothers expense. seeing this, resentment began to stir within a son who had once looked up to the head of his family and he began to act out of line.

things quickly became strained, the son who once fell in line now challenging everything. it was at this point henrik was shipped off to a fancy school far out of the way. he excelled in school, always the top of his class. while he held a certain level of popularity, his peers always seemed a little wary. always the observer, henrik always seemed to have something on everyone, and he'd been proven to be rather ruthless when pissed off, a trait unfortunately passed down from his father. it was during these years he began to dabble in hacking, harmless at first. he'd hack into the schools system, gaining access to test questions and answers which he'd then sell on to make a small profit. it was a small thrill, but it began the ascension into something deeper.

after high school henrik would go on to study at stanford, throwing himself fully into his education, graduating with honours. his communication with his family was very little at this point, but the point of no return would come when he finally went back home. he'd come to learn he had a younger, half-sibling that had been hidden for years, his fathers infidelity worse than ever before and his mother a shell of the person she used to be.

vengeful, henrik would use his skills to dig deeper into his fathers past, and the family that came before, uncovering years of corruption and deep-rooted decit that could ruin their stellar reputation. he'd go on to expose all of their secrets, a revelation that he was the one to do it making for an explosive family dinner he'd never forget ( though it was perhaps the most exhilarating time of his life ) . disowned by them all, he began to build a life for himself, leaving for denver. henrik would go on to start his own company, specializing in cyber security. he'd also come to be quite the ally to people with things they were desperate to uncover, or hide. for the right price, or cause, or purely out of boredom, henrik found himself in a world often questionable.

headcannons.

is the neatest person you will ever meet. he cannot stand mess in the slightest. every corner of his bedsheet is finely tucked in, every crumb swept up in an instant. a stark contrast to the mess inside of his mind.

will go on week-long benders and then suddenly remember that he can't stand most people and become recluse again for at least a month. he likes his own company.

it's often difficult to tell if he's joking or being serious, but most of the time he is actually joking. he has a rather dry, dark sense of humour.

is morally grey af. even he doesn't know which side he'll be on from one day to the next. he gets bored easily and desires thrill.

will insist he's not a relationship person yet has been in multiple, and still isn't sure how any of them happen.

can be charming when he wants to be but is a real fucking asshole when pissed off. he's working on it, but... it's not working.

more tba.

taken connections.

high school ex -- dov shapiro

former rival turned lover turned ex -- carleigha ortiz

desired connections.

sibling -- one younger brother, open to plotting out any dynamic. henrik definitely made things difficult for his family and tarnished their once untouched name.

fathers love child -- any gender, younger. henrik wouldn't have had much to do with them growing up as he was unaware of their existence.

a more current ex -- up for plotting. broken up for a year or so.

clients -- legitimate and illegitimate. he is good at what he does, and takes his legitimate business very seriously. this is one of the main things i want for him please ! keep a former rich boy in work i beg.

i detest you yet you keep ending up in my bed -- self explanatory, up for plotting.

unlikely friends, people who dislike him ( i imagine there is plenty ), people he has wronged, anything, anything, anything.

#chq;intro #intro | henrik.

[celepom]

FAVOURITE FICTION GRAPHIC NOVELS OF 2022

Some of these may be a repeat, but I’d like to give them a an additional boost, as the books I read and loved the most this year (after reading almost 300 books again =w=;;; )

Pixels of You by Ananth Hirsch, Yuko Ota, J.R. Doyle

A human and human-presenting AI slowly become friends—and maybe more—in this moving YA graphic novel In a near future, augmentation and AI changed everything and nothing. Indira is a human girl who has been cybernetically augmented after a tragic accident, and Fawn is one of the first human-presenting AI. They have the same internship at a gallery, but neither thinks much of the other’s photography. But after a huge public blowout, their mentor gives them an ultimatum: work together on a project or leave her gallery forever. Grudgingly, the two begin to collaborate, and what comes out of it is astounding and revealing for both of them. Pixels of You is about the slow transformation of a rivalry to a friendship to something more as Indira and Fawn navigate each other, the world around them—and what it means to be an artist and a person.

神様のウロコ (The Dragon’s Betrothed) by Meguru Hinohara

A country sojourn turns into a forced marriage to a dragon god for troubled writer Chiharu! Troubled writer Chiharu Izunome reluctantly returns to his rural hometown, hoping some R & R will refresh his creative juices. Instead of finding respite, he’s quickly entangled by an old promise to wed a local god! (2 volume series to be released in 2023 in English)

Crossplay Love: Otaku X Punk by Tooru

 In this LGBT+ high school romantic comedy, a nerd and a delinquent find themselves attracted to each other, but only when they're crossdressing at a maid cafe! Shuumei has a problem. He's in love with a girl who works at a maid cafe, but he's too cool to go into a place like that without being embarrassed. But girls can go to maid cafes without seeming creepy, right? When he dresses in feminine clothes and transforms himself into Mei, he can finally walk into the place to meet the girl of his dreams: the lovely blonde Hana. Meanwhile, Hanae is an introverted otaku who's uncomfortable talking to people...unless he's dressed in feminine clothes himself. While decked out in his best dresses, he works at a maid cafe, and finds himself crushing on a young woman who regularly comes to visit him: a cool beauty named Mei! In this delightful LGBT+ romcom, two young people in love are about to find out a lot about each other--and themselves.

Another Kind by Trevor Bream & Cait May

Six kids search for a new place to call home in this middle grade graphic novel. Tucked away in a government facility nicknamed the Playroom, six not-quite-human kids learn to control their strange and unpredictable abilities. Life is good--or safe, at least--hidden from the prying eyes of a judgmental world. That is, until a security breach forces them out of their home and into the path of the Collector, a mysterious being with leech-like powers. Can the group band together to thwart the Collector's devious plan, or will they wind up the newest addition to his collection?

Artie and the Wolf Moon by Olivia Stephens

After sneaking out against her mother's wishes, Artie Irvin spots a massive wolf--then watches it don a bathrobe and transform into her mom. Thrilled to discover she comes from a line of werewolves, Artie asks her mom to share everything--including the story of Artie's late father. Her mom reluctantly agrees. And to help Artie figure out her own wolflike abilities, her mom recruits some old family friends. Artie thrives in her new community and even develops a crush on her new friend Maya. But as she learns the history of werewolves and her own parents' past, she'll find that wolves aren't the scariest thing in the woods--vampires are.

#book recs #book rec #comic #manga #graphic novel #I say fiction #and graphic novels #because I could probably do a few more #where I do non-fiction #and novels #This was already a very hard list to make #and I could have added more #but I had to stop somewhere X'D #And I've talked about most of these #as well as the other ones #before its news

[oxtofmydcpth]

Big shots are only little shots who keep shooting.

[jannis niewöhner] THE ERASED. Please welcome LONNIE "LYNX" SCHÜMANN (he/him) to Huntsville, WV. They are a 31-year-old VISITOR who lives in TOWN. You may see them around working as a UNEMPLOYED. Poor unfortunate soul. We’ll see if they survive.

TW: violence of various kinds // death // drug use // alcohol

~ Lonnie had always been on the chaotic side of things, a little more reckless than his parents would like considering they were part of an elite German family with possible criminal connections…okay definite criminal connections. The expectation was that Lonnie would take over one day, and his father continued to train him so, but his behaviour left his parents unconvinced he was fit for the job, his ability to rile up potential business partners just with his presence, and causing situations that brought eyes onto the family leaving him less and less likely to be allowed to run the business. His family decided to cut him out completely.

~ It was the week of his 21st birthday that the family travelled to a private cabin in Switzerland for a ski trip, but the intention of the family was to cut him off once the vacation was over. Of course, Lonnie caught wind of this early on and blew up at his parents, opting to spend the rest of the week in the villages close by, excessively drinking, drug taking and sleeping with anyone that looked even slightly flirtatiously in his direction. Of course, social media got wind of this behaviour: loose cannon son of prestigious family partying in Swiss village. The world knew where he was, but more importantly, where his family was.

~ After begrudgingly returning to the cabin on the final day, another fight broke out between Lonnie and his father, only silenced by the cries of an intruder by his mother from the other room. Both men ran to her aid but were too late, already shot dead. Lonnie's father was next, quickly killed by the same man, Lonnie last on the list. At least his unpredictability saved him, granting him the upper hand as he bludgeoned the man to death with a fire-poker. Closer inspection showed the guy wasn't some chancer, he was a professional. This had been a hit.

~ Lonnie set the cabin on fire, following his fathers lessons on hiding evidence and concealing the truth. Three bodies were recovered and the world assumed the Schümann family line to be dead, but Lonnie knew whoever ordered the hit would know the hitman was dead instead, so he took all the money he could and fled, country to country, new identities at every opportunity, paying enormous amounts to have his records removed from databases, digital footprints erased. As far as the world was concerned, Lonnie Schümann no longer existed.

~ It took a few years but he was finally found, brought in by the owner of the company that employed the hitman that had taken his parents. The assumption was that now he was caught, he would be dead, but on the contrary, he was offered a job. They'd seen how resourceful Lonnie had been, and while he wasn't thrilled at the prospect of working for the people that had been paid to kill his family, he reluctantly agreed, knowing that working here at least was keeping him safe. One final name change occurred: Lynx.

~ Lynx was properly trained, but nothing could break that rebellious and reckless nature he'd been known for, no manner of conditioning could tame him and that more often than not worked in his favour, sent out to jobs that didn't need as much finesse. Jae-Sung seemed to know Lynx's strengths and while he wouldn't admit it, Lynx enjoyed the feeling of being appreciated.

~ Or so he thought. Lynx was sent to a job at the same time Jae-Sung went off on his own, payment of course being respected upon the completion of the job, and when Lynx returned, Jae-Sung was nowhere to be seen. Contact didn't seem possible, and there was panic in the ranks. Lynx took it on himself to find his boss, remembering back to their last conversation, that he was heading to Hunt-somewhere? There couldn't be that many places with Hunt at the beginning right? At least when he found him, he would get his owed money, or find the man dead, who knew.

~ Lynx has only just arrived in Huntsville.

#huntsvilleintro

[onestepbackwards]

To return the favor! Cause ily. I’ll get better at this I promise you!

- Jes

Self aware Emmet. He realized so many horrible things inside your small DS, his brother, his friends, his life, none of it was real, just zeros and ones. But you are different, you’re real, and he didn’t realize just how lonely he got until you showed up.

Your character was odd, and moved unpredictably. Then he’d hear you talk, laughing, giggling, or playfully roasting the with characters.

Emmet adore you, you bring so much light into his hollow world! he starts doing things against his code.

Not that you ever really noticed, he’d hear you speak.

“It has been what? A decade since I last played this? I don’t remember much.” And you’d shrug it all off.

You’re the owner of his heart. Emmet did anything he could just to hear you more! Until your friend noticed when he was on the Ferris wheel with you.

“Hey, you know Emmet never leaves the station, right? Something wrong with your game. Get rid of it.”

He feared you’d do what they said, only to be shocked when you held your DS closer to your chest.

“Don’t ever talk to me or the love of my life ever again.”

You love him! You feel the same as he does for you! You didn’t notice the game freezing a bit, he was just so happy! So thrilled his darling loved him too! He told you that night he was sentient, and he could’ve cried when you believed him.

The clinginess of the subway boss wasn’t lost to you.

Emmet would panic anytime you’d try to shut the ds off, so you’ve taken to constantly keeping it on the charger and talking to him as you moved around your room or house.

But it’s not enough, he wants more, he needs more, the subway boss wants nothing more than to hold you, to kiss you, to love you! He wants to lay claim to you, to permanently call you his darling!

So Emmet began messing with the code, he needs to know how to get out of here, or bring you in, he needs you in his arms and on his bed stat!

Your voice is so soothing, he loves you, you’re his motivation. Even as the game crashes and resets, even when he sees your worried expression, he must keep going.

Nothing is going to stop him from having you in his arms and in his life.

“Please just be careful, I can’t lose you.” Your tear filled look almost made him break. His own tears welling up.

“I’m sorry darling! I promise you I will.”

Not entirely a lie.

Either you come to him or he comes to you.

He will make sure of that.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA "Don't talk to me or the love of my life ever again" MOOD This is so good omg Emmet my beloved I'm just imagining his sprite running cute little circles around your character when he's happy and excited, especially when you believe he's aware.

Thank u so much for the food, I LOVE self aware stuff (❤ ω ❤)

#thank you thank you thank you #♥♥♥ #Zed.talks #Jes #ask #submission #yandere emmet #self aware emmet #this is so good ❤💕💖 #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[xxdumbblondexx]

~Easy-peasy~

Summary: After going out for drink with you work, you return home to find half of your roommates waiting for you're return. Unknown by you, they had been given strict instruction on how to get you to bed without any mess. But hey, how hard could it be, right? All they have to do is follow six simple rules...

Wordcount: 4.3k Soz its a long one

warnings: mild injury, swearing, drinking

A/N: A; this is my first post so feel free to tell me if its shit. It's also been from some some work ive been writing so i just wanted to test the waters B; this is set in a world were the reader has been isekai'd into genshin and after some time came to live in a tea pot with a few other characters. There is no set relationship by the ready but it is intimate. There's also no smut in this one, soz

“Remind me why we're here again?” Diluc asked as he loitered around the kitchen with all the others, the lights on to conceal that it was the dead of night. 

“It’s y/n’s fortnightly work drinks. Thoma normally stays up to make sure they get back safely and to their bed. However, him and the Kamiseto’s are currently stuck at their estate with chicken pox.” Albedo answered as he flicked through a book, sitting comfortably at their table. 

“Ah…so I have the joy of seeing drunk y/n tonight.” Venti lulled as he almost placed himself in the same situation you would be, drunk. 

“Do any of you feel insulted that he’s left us with instructions on how to get them to bed?” was a murmur from Diluc as he waved the paper in the air.

“Y/n can be unpredictable. Any help is welcomed.” Zhongli spoke, drinking his nightly cup of tea. 

“But why are we all awake?” Xiao was the one to state the question as he crossed the room, glass in one hand. 

“That’s right. Surely Thoma didn’t need all of us to help them to bed?” Diluc asked, as he placed the instructions back onto the kitchen counter, only for Venti to grab at it, crumpling it in his hand. 

“Oh, half of us just want to see how much of a mess you’ll make of it.” Childe smirked with his shit eating grin as he joined those in the kitchen. 

“We won’t mess this up. It’s y/n after all. We’ve seen them drunk hundreds of times.” Venti giggles flowed through the air, as his eyes squinted at Thoma’s handwriting. 

“How about we compete for who can get them to bed first?” Childe was the one who suggested the idea, earning the gaze of all the men in the room. 

“And if we win?” Xiao asked. 

Childe shrugged, the idea of competition more thrilling than whatever they could win. “They can decide then and there. Within reason of course.” 

“A fine sounding competition, if I say so myself.” Zhongli replied as he took the last drink from his cup. 

Just then, the door to the abode was thrown over and all the men in the house rushed to it, waiting to see you stumble in. 

“I’m hommmme! Thoma?!” Your voice sang as you crouched down to undo your shoes. 

When you raised your head, still fiddling with the buckles of your shoe and using the wall for support, you didn’t expect to find most of the men in front of you. 

“W-where’s Thoma?” 

“He’s staying at the Kamisato’s tonight. And he asked us to help you to bed.” Diluc spoke, as he stood at the forefront of the group. 

At that, your merry smile chipped as you struggled not to glare at him. 

Thoma; Rule 1, don't admit that you're there to help them. Y/n likes to think of themselves as independent and if you start to insinuate that you are there for any other reason then to make sure they got home safe, they get irritated very quickly. 

“D-Do I look like I need help.” You slurred, almost face-planting as you struggled to stay up right, staying on one leg. 

“Yes.” Childe snickered as he watched you wobble, hand covering his mouth as he tried to cover his laughter. 

Xiao was quick to elbow him in the chest, seeing how your squinty glare had moved to him. 

“I made it home on my own, didn't I?!” Your tongue snapped, now throwing yourself to the ground and flashing most the men in the process with your short dress. “These poxy shoes.” 

“Let me help you.” Albedo stepped forward, only for you to shuffle back, your back hitting the door. 

“No! I am completely capable of doing it myself!” You growled back, annoyance nipping at your skin. 

In the end, you gave up on trying to undo the buckles, preferring to forcibly pull them off then accept their help. 

“There! I did it.” You stumbled back up before budging through the crowd and into the kitchen where venti remains sat, drink in hand. 

“Ventiiii,” you cried as you ran to him, banging your hip against the counter as you threw your arms over his shoulders. 

“How was your night, my sweet wind bloom.” He asked as you pulled away and took his cup into your hands. 

“Soooo fun! There was this guy, Ru, who kept buying me and Xianglin drinks all night! I didn’t have to pay for a single one!” You giggled, taking a gulp of wine from his cup. 

Thoma: Rule 2, don't let them continue drinking. If y/n has come home, that is proof enough that they’ve met their limit. If you give them any more, things will just get worse. 

“Comrade, let me take you to bed.” Childe sang, as he slipped his arms around your waist. 

You slammed your head up, hitting him hard on the chin to where he had to let you go, stumbling back a step. 

“What the fuck was that? A wasp?” You asked, turning your head left then right but still missing the towering man that was cradling his jaw behind you. 

“Anyway,” you finished Venti’s glass before reaching for the bottle and taking a sip straight from it, “You know those little water trenches that run through Liyue, like by the adventurers guild? Shufen— our line cook —fell straight into one!! Xianglin had to use her polearm to fish him out! I almost cried! And—“ 

“Y/n,” suddenly Diluc deep voice interrupted you, his arms crossed and shoulders broad, “Don't you think it’s time we get to bed?” 

Thoma: Rule 3, try not to sound too forceful. Make it sound like they have a choice otherwise they’ll start getting angry and then…it gets tricky. They’ll start refusing to follow anything you ask of them and will completely go off the rails. 

Once again your smile chipped as you turned to face the red head. A small pang of annoyance itched into your head as your grin grew into a frown. 

“We?” You questioned, sauntering over, bottling in hand and feet unsteady. “Diluc you are however-many-years-old. I don’t think you need me,” you jabbed a finger into his stone hard chest, “to tuck you into bed.” 

With that you finished the loop, circling back to Venti as you dragged the balls of your feet on the cold stone flooring of the kitchen. 

“Y/n—“ 

“Ah, you missed a bit.” Venti giggled as he lent forwards, kissing the spec of wine that had slid past your lips. 

It took you a second to notice what he’d done, before you grinned lazily, and murmured a, “I ain’t fucking you in that form. You know the one I like.” 

Then with a simple flush of anemo, Venti had grown over a foot in height, his hair now long and unbraided and his shirt slightly unbuttoned. 

You smirk at the sight in front of you before throwing your arms around his shoulders and crushing your lips against his. 

Thoma: Rule 4, don’t start anything with them. I mean that both sexual and argument wise. When y/n is drunk, they’ll fall asleep as soon as their head meets the pillow. But if there's something on their mind aka an argument or the chances of something happening, then they won’t sleep. 

He held you close to him, both hands cupping your face as he nibbled on your bottom lip. A surprised groan slipped from your mouth as you teased him back. 

“Should we…maybe look through those instructions?” Xiao asked, staring at the pair of you in horror.  

“Sounds like a good idea.” Childe was sent to grab it, stealing the crumpled piece of paper from the counter. 

He took a moment to read the paper before returning to the doorway where all the others stood, almost like it was far safer to stand there than anywhere near you. And after you left Childe’s chin red and aching, it was. 

“Shit.” He spat before thrusting the piece of paper in the face of the group. “We’ve already fuck up rule one to four.” 

“Great. Two to go and then we’ll have Thoma’s pole arm up our ass.” Diluc growled as he took the paper in his hand, his brows crushing together. 

“I knew it.” Childe chirped as he struggled to control his laughter. 

“Let's just try to get back on track.” Zhongli suggested, as his eyes scanned over the paper. “What are the two other rules?”

“Right. Rule 5, make sure they have had something to eat. If not, give them something to calm their stomach, eg porridge. Otherwise they will most likely throw up.” Albedo read, his eyes tracing over the words. 

“Someone get onto that.” Diluc ordered, and Xiao was the one who stepped forward, moving to the cupboards to try and sort some food out. 

“Rule 6, Don't make them cry. Simple enough. Ok, can someone separate those two, we can still try to prevent rule 4.” This time Zhongli stepped forward with Diluc’s order, approaching the pair that continued to snog. “We are so screwed.” 

“Fucked. We are so fucked.” Childe replied, as he watched Zhongli approach you with caution. 

“My dearest y/n,” Zhongli called into your ear, and for a second you thought that you might have only imagined it. That was until you felt his hand graise along your hip, pulling you from your kiss with Venti. 

You slowly pulled away, not even sparing Venti a glance as your eyes met that of gold. His face looked so adoring that everything around you slowly faded away. “Zhongli?” 

“Tell me, my dear,” He took your hand in his, pulling you around to face him and away from the Anemo archon who was mildly surprised with your sudden disinterest, “have you eaten anything today?” 

You nodded your head, lips swollen and eyes wide. “I-i had some lotus chips earlier.”

“My, you must be starving. Xiao’s gonna make you something to eat, is that ok?” You nod your head once more before gazing up at him, and smiling softly. “You also must be freezing. How about I get you something to change into?” 

“Yes please.” 

He smiled radiantly at you as he gave you a boost up onto the counter top. “Wait here, I won't be long.” Pressing a delicate kiss to your temple, he quickly left the room. 

You began to swing your legs, your hands clenched in your lap. Sleep had only just begun to tug at your eyelids but you quickly whipped that away. “When's Thoma back?”

“Maybe in a couple of days. We’ll see how he does.” Albedo stated as he came to stand before you. 

“Mmh, how’s Klee?” 

“Grounded. Her and Kaeya both, after they caused a disruption in the Chasm.” He answered, the smallest smile passing his lips. 

“That’s my girl.” You murmured, trying to stifle a yawn. Only then had you noticed that Venti had left your side, being pulled out of the room by Diluc who you could quietly hear him lecturing the archon. 

“Are you getting tired?” Albedo asked as he cupped your cheek, his hands inhumanly cold. 

Your head nodded, although your eyes almost hung shut. You didn’t mind the coldness of his hand as it caressed your skin, or the shivers it sent down your body in response. 

You eventually returned the action, cupping his face in your hands. Pulling yourself closer to him, you went in for the kill, tracing your tongue over his Cupid’s bow before deeply kissing him. 

At first he seemed shocked, unprepared. But the moment you brushed your fingers through his hair, he came alive, swallowing his lips with equil passion. 

You edged on hot and steamy when a volcanic “Oi!” Is sent from the red headed pyro. 

He’s at your side at once, pulling Albedo away by his coat with a furious face. “I thought I wouldn’t have to worry about you!” He yelled, shaking the man. 

Albedo gave a disinterested shrug once Diluc had dropped him from his hold before stepping out of the situation. 

So instead you send a glare to Diluc as you recline over the counter tops, bottle in hand as you start taking swigs again. 

“Are you content with ruining my night or something?” You mumbled, raising the drink to your lips. 

Only for his reflexes to catch it before you can take a drink, trying to pull it from your grip. But you didn’t let go. 

You wrestled for what felt like a lifetime before your grip faltered and he ended up sending the bottle flying, smashing against the wall behind him. 

A guttural groan left Diluc's chest as he watched the wine drain down the wall and onto the floor. When he looked back to you, the traces of a glare were warm on his brow. 

“You can’t blame that on me! I didn’t fucking throw the bottle!” You snapped back, annoyance coating you. 

He mumbled something back, too quiet for you to hear before crouching down to begin cleaning up the mess. 

“m hot,” you slurred, before reaching around to the back of your dress and beginning to unzip the back. 

“I wouldn’t do that.” A voice told you, and you shifted your gaze to find Kazuha had somehow snuck in. 

He stood beside the fridge, bowl of whatever Xiao was making in hand while watching you with the slightest enjoyment. 

“Kazzzie.” You sang, reaching out for him. He only smiled, placing his bowl down before approaching you. 

“Do you have any of the…” you made a smoking gesture with your hands, which only caused his grin to widen. 

“Not for you, I don’t.” 

“Psssh, buzzkill.” He took your hands in his, pressing a kiss to the back of your knuckles. You watched him, his dark eyelashes perfectly framing the flirty look in his eyes. 

“Not you two! Stay away from them!” Diluc ordered, causing Kazuha to back off, much to your disappointment. 

“Here y/n,” Zhongli appeared once again, a jumper in his hands that he’d already begun to roll up so he could fit it over your head. 

“Thanks, Li.” You replied as he pulled the jumper on, delicate touches as he helped place both arms into their sleeves. 

You muffled a yawn into your sleeve, eyes drooping as you struggled to stay away. 

“Are you tired, Dearest?” Zhongli asked as you pressed your forehead against his, enjoying the warmth of his skin. 

“Eat something and then I’ll take you to bed, ok?” You nodded your head, scrubbing your eyes with your sleeve. 

“Here,” Xiao pushed a bowl into Zhongli’s hands, “make sure to cool it down for them. It’s still hot.” 

And that’s exactly what he did, blowing on each spoonful of the rice porridge before raising it to your lips. 

The smell alone made you want to be sick. You weren’t hungry, the alcohol in your stomach told you that. So you groaned and tried to push the serving away, your lips bending in a frown. 

“Please, Dearest. Just five spoonfuls, ok?” You caved, letting him feed it to you although your stomach told you not to. 

Each spoonful increased the feeling of sickness in your body. You struggled with each, only being able to make it to four before refusing to eat anymore. 

“Come on, Y/N. Xiao made this especially for you.” He hummed as he stirred the poriage together. 

“I can’t. Feel sick.” The food was quickly placed to the side as you mumbled that, a mix of worry and shock filling his golden eyes. 

“That’s fine, that’s fine. Here let me help you down.” His arms slipped around your bum, lifting you from the counter before preparing to place you on the ground. 

“W-Wait a second, Zhongli! Don’t-“ 

The minute you placed your feet on the floor you felt it, hot fresh pain slicing across the ball of your foot. You hissed, lifting your foot like how an injured pup would. 

“Shi— y/n let me—“ before Zhongli could pick you up again, you were already in the arms of another. Xiao held you like you weighed nothing, his arms helping you off the ground. 

“Did you cut your foot on the glass?” He asked as you pressed your head into his broad shoulders. “I’ve sent Albedo to get the first aid kit. Let’s go into the living room.” 

And with that you were pulled away from the two who carried on staring at you with panicked faces. 

“Out of ten…how much do you think Thoma’s gonna kill us?” Diluc asked, as he watched you being carried into the next room. 

“Fuck it. I think the garden is a nice place to be buried.” Childe spoke with a grin as he watched the two struggle and instantly received two spiteful glares. 

Xiao was extra cautious as he placed you down on the sofa, Albedo already having set up his items on the coffee table. 

“It’s fine. It’ll scab.” You slurred as a cold sensation touched your foot as Albedo disinfected the wound. 

“It won't if glass remains in it.” he replied as he poured a liquid onto a cotton bud and pressed it against the ball of your foot. You hissed and tried to pull back, if it wasn't for the tight grip he had on your ankle. 

“Stings.” 

“It will. I'll be done with it soon.” 

But as he ended that sentence, you crossed over into the deadly Rule 6. Tears rose to your eyes as you hung your head of the back of the sofa, asking the question once more, “When’s Thoma back?” between sniffs. 

And like that, all eyes were on you. They all knew they were doomed. Thoma was gonna kill them when he got back. Rule one-to-six had officially been broken. And they were screwed. 

“Soon, dearest, soon.” Zhongli remarked as he brushed your hair back. But that didn't help the storm of tears that slowly trailed down the sides of your face. 

“Miss him.” 

“We know you do, Y/N. But he’ll be back soon.” Zhongli continued, though it didn't soothe you in the slightest as a sob passed your lips. You brought both hands up to your face, trying to keep your tears hidden as your chest heaved in breaths. 

It wasn't hard to admit that each of the men in the household were weak to your tears. Truthfully, it was rare for you to cry, only normally after a stressful day at work or a simple slip up when you were on your period. Even then, you didn’t openly cry like you were now. You couldn’t cry in front of others, it was one of your strongest rules, and each of them knew that. That wasn't to say, they didn't slightly enjoy it when you did. 

Not in a vindictive, cruel way. But it told them that you trusted them enough to. Of course it was obvious that you did in small ways, but it was refreshing to see you openly express it. 

“Aw, y/n~” Childe sprung into action, preparing to smother you in kisses and cuddles until you stopped crying. 

“Childe,” You sobbed back, holding an arm out for him to take as he swallowed you in his arms. 

But before he could get a step closer to you, Diluc’s arm strapped against his chest, halting him where he stood. “Stop.”

“What the hell man, why?” Childe hissed, a glare creeping into his eyes. 

“Crocodile tears. They’re trying to get something.” Was his caution reply as he stepped towards you, nudging the harbinger back slightly. “Are you almost finished, Albedo?”

“Yeah, let me just…” He finished wrapping the bandage around your foot before snipping at the ends and tucking it back in on itself. After seeing that he was finished, Diluc scooped you into his arms, carrying you against his broad chest. 

“W-what are you?” 

“We’re going to bed.” He answered, gaining glares from those around him as you rested your head against his chest. 

“Why?” 

“You said you were tired.” 

“Did I?” You stifled a yawn as you used his nice clean shirt as a tissue to dry your eyes. 

“Yes,” He hissed out, taking you out of the living room and up the stairs to your bedroom. 

“When’s Thoma coming back?” 

“Soon hopefully.” He had reached your door, creaking it open with the tip of his foot. 

“Do you hate me?” 

He stalled, halfway over the freshhold. His mind had officially stopped working for a second as he took in what you said. 

Hate you? Hate you? What insane thing made you think that?!

“No, Y/N I don’t hate you.” 

“Are you just mad at me then?” 

He shook his head, lowering you upon the bed before turning to the draws to find you something to sleep in. 

“No, I’m just mad at myself.” 

How could he have handled it so horribly? How could six rules so easily be broken? 

He was overconfident. He had thought he’d seen you drunk enough times to know how to control you. He tried to control you. 

Thoma obviously didn’t do that. He obviously didn’t tell you what to do and expected you to listen. He obviously knew how to handle it better. 

And it made him strangely jealous. 

“Can I sleep in your shirt tonight?” 

At first he didn’t understand the question. You had plenty of shirts you’d stolen from him tucked into your draws. But he didn’t mind adding to the collection. 

“Of course, love.” 

You were already fiddling with the buttons of your dress by the time he’d replied, trying desperately to rid yourself of the material that clung to you. 

“Will everyone be angry at me tomorrow?” 

“No. A little tired but that’s all. It was their choice to be there anyway.” 

“Really?” 

“Yes. But I think they also wanted to make sure you got to bed safely.” 

Diluc helped you get out of the dress and into his shirt, holding you steady as you stood. 

“They didn’t all need to be there. Kinda made me feel like a monkey at the zoo.” 

“Zoo?” 

At that you gasped, eyes growing wide while he helped clear away your makeup. 

“You don’t have zoo’s here?!” 

He wished he could take a picture of the smile that pressed onto your lips. But it quickly vanished with a look of embarrassment. 

“You’ll probably think it’s barbaric. I don’t really agree with it all. Pretty much it’s a place where animals are kept in enclosures and people are free to walk around and look at them.” 

You tipped a bit to the left as you lent down to peel back the covers of your bed. 

“I mean, it’s safer for them then in the wild. There’s no poachers and they get free healthcare.” 

You then wiggled your way in, trying to get some warmth in your bed. 

“But something still feels wrong about it.” 

Diluc studied your features and breathed out a chesty sigh. 

“I see.” He frowned, before pressing a kiss between your brows. “I’ll see you in the morning, love.” 

He tried to make his exit, chiselled chest gleaming in the hallway light. But you grabbed his hand, only catching his fingertips. 

There was silence as you stared at him, eyes glazed and full of badly concealed loneliness. 

“Umm…Thoma normally stays with me. I think it’s because he’s scared I may choke on my own vomit but…” 

Your hand dropped from his, a second of regret filling your gut as you saw how tired his eyes looked. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll see you in the morning.” 

But before the warmth of his touch left you, he was closing the door and climbing into bed beside you. 

Even in his slacks he laid with you, his hand coming to rest below his shirt and on your stomach. 

A smile edged back into you lips before pressing a kiss to your cheek and muttering a quiet, “I love you.” as you rolled over. 

Suddenly Diluc was too surprised to think about sleeping. 

You loved him. You told him that you loved him. Had you told the others? Had you told them that you loved them too? Was he the first? 

He hadn’t heard any of the others gloat about it. 

Even as your figure slept beside him, he knew that he loved you more than he could ever describe. 

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The others that remained in the living room all shared a look and a few groans of annoyance crept out from between them. 

“How—how did that just happen?” Childe asked as he threw himself down in the seat you were just in. 

“That piece of shit.” Xiao growled under his breath, grinding his teeth together. 

“I mean— how?! She was about to rip his head off ten minutes ago— how?!” Childe continued, his hands moving erratically like he needed to throw something.  Anything. 

The others sensed this and took a big step back. luckily it was only a pillow but they all knew it could have been something bigger. Even the whole couch if he wanted to. 

“I bet we’ll have to deal with Thoma in the morning as well.” Albedo grumbled under his voice as he continued to pack up his medical supplies. 

“That’s it. Imma fight him at the crack of dawn! Then we’ll see who’s the real loser!” Childe hollered to the ceiling. 

“May I propose something.” Zhongli spoke, surprisingly calm amongst the rest. 

When all eyes turned to him, he continued, “As Master Diluc was the one to ‘officially’ get them to bed, may I suggest for when the time comes to explain our wrong doings, we place Diluc as the leader of this operation.” 

“Ah, I see.” Albedo hummed as a small but wicked grin met his lips. “By making Diluc the leader, the fault of everything is passed to him.” 

“And who are we but mindless cattle following along.” Zhongli continued on. 

“Amazing!” Childe Jarred with a wild grin. 

It was fair to say each of them got their asses beat the next morning by Thoma…

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Tadaaaa~ And its done!!!Like i said any feedback would be great n i hope you enjoyed :)

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[hinatastinygiant]

16 | Bleak Horizons

Pairing: Todoroki x Fem!Reader

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The journey to reach the underground bunker had been perilous, filled with challenges that tested your team's resolve. You had faced rocky terrain, unpredictable weather conditions, and encounters with hostile groups trying to steal your belongings. But despite all the obstacles, you had persevered, driven by your mission to find hope within the depths of the earth.

As you arrive, the doors to the bunker creak open, revealing the dimly lit corridors that stretch out before you. You then step inside, your footsteps echoing in the quietness of the underground world. 

The bunker looks like some sort of underground complex, with wide corridors and sturdy concrete walls. The floors are clean and polished, reflecting the soft overhead lighting. The air is fresh, thanks to efficient ventilation systems. There are many people walking around who don't even seem to notice you walking around. However, as you step deeper into the bunker, you are soon greeted by two scientists who approach you with a mix of excitement and caution.

"Welcome to our sanctuary," the man says, extending a hand in greeting. "I am Tenya Ida, the head of operations and logistics, and I'm thrilled to see new faces joining our cause."

And I'm Mei Hatsume," the woman beside him chirps, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "I was the one who you heard over the radio and I must say, I'm intrigued by the potential you all bring."

You return their warm greetings, feeling a surge of relief at their welcoming demeanor. "Thank you for having us," you say, your voice filled with gratitude. "We've come a long way, but we're happy to contribute and collaborate."

Ida nods, his expression serious. "We are facing unprecedented challenges, and your arrival couldn't have come at a better time," he says. "We have been working tirelessly to establish sustainable living and research projects. Your skills and experiences will undoubtedly be valuable assets in our collective efforts."

Mei's eyes gleam with excitement as she adds, "Oh, the possibilities are endless! With your help, we can push the boundaries of innovation and create a future that defies the limitations imposed by our circumstances."

Although you have no idea what she's talking about, you are ready to embrace whatever you need to do to save your future. "We do our very best," you nod.

"Just tell us how we can help," Todoroki agrees.

Ida's gaze becomes resolute. "We have various ongoing projects and research initiatives," he explains. "But first, we must ensure your integration into our community. Once you are settled, then we can discuss the specifics and allocate roles that align with your expertise."

Mei's playful grin returns. "Oh, the wonders!" she exclaims. "But for now, let's get you acquainted with our facilities and introduce you to the rest of the team. We have so much to show you."

Your group follows Ida around the bunker, showing you specialized laboratories filled with advanced equipment and holographic screens. The walls are decorated with informational displays, holographic projections, and monitors showcasing real-time data like some sci-fi movie you've seen before.

Eventually, Ida and Mei take you to the living quarters. Your eyes widen in amazement as you take in the sight before you. Each member of your group is assigned their own personal room, a stark contrast to the communal tents you were accustomed to back at your old place. The rooms may be modest, measuring about 10 feet by 10 feet, but they provide a sense of privacy and personal space that you hadn't experienced in a long time.

You step into your assigned room, a mix of excitement and gratitude bubbling within you. The walls are painted in soothing colors. The soft lighting casts a warm glow, enveloping the space in a comforting embrace. A neatly made bed calls you to rest, and a small desk with a chair offers a designated spot for work. It's incredible to have a place to call your own, even in these uncertain times.

As you look around, you can't help but think of the rest of your group. The thought of bringing them here fills you with anticipation and joy. The idea that each member could have their own room, a place all to themselves, is a remarkable gift. It's a testament to the scientists' commitment to not only ensuring survival but also providing a sense of normalcy and well-being. 

This underground sanctuary offers a level of comfort and security that seemed unimaginable before. You take a moment to soak in the gratitude for the scientists' efforts and the hope they have given you.

As you express your gratitude to the scientists, they smile warmly, acknowledging your appreciation. "Rest well," Dr. Ida says, his voice filled with reassurance. "We will reconvene later to discuss our next steps and answer any questions you may have."

After that, you head to your assigned room to rest. It's been an eventful journey, and your body longs for some much-needed relaxation.

A few hours later you find yourself standing outside the lab, guided by a girl with vibrant pink hair. You offer her a genuine smile of gratitude, saying, "Thank you for showing me the way," just as you arrive.

She returns the smile, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "You're welcome! If you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask. I'm Mina, by the way."

"Nice to meet you, Mina," you reply, appreciating her friendly nature. "I'm lucky to have run into you."

As you enter the secure room filled with advanced technology and monitors displaying complex calculations, Mei greets you with a warm gesture, pulling you gently by the hand. "Welcome! I'm excited to have you join us. There's so much to discuss and plan."

Only a couple of minutes later, Todoroki and the others arrive at the lab. Mei and Ida then begin to explain their ambitious plan to escape the planet before the asteroid's final impact. 

The scientists reveal that deep beneath the surface, a network of interconnected underground tunnels has been constructed over the years. These tunnels will serve as a secret escape route, designed to lead the survivors to a spacecraft hidden in a secure location. The spacecraft, built with advanced technology, has the capability to carry a limited number of people to another habitable planet in a distant star system.

As the scientists explain the challenges that lie ahead, their words carry a weight of seriousness. "The tunnels can be treacherous," Ida warns, his voice filled with concern. "Unstable terrain, potential cave-ins, and other hazards will test your strength and resilience."

Mei then chimes in adding, "But fear not! We have fortified the tunnels with state-of-the-art technology and life-support systems. Safety is our utmost priority."

Todoroki raises a hand, his voice steady but curious. "What about the supplies you'll need for the journey? How do you ensure you have enough to sustain whoever goes in those tunnels?"

Ida nods, appreciating the importance of the question. "We have gathered and stored essential supplies along strategic points within the tunnels. Food, water, medical provisions—you will find everything you need to sustain yourselves during the journey. However, managing these resources wisely and conserving them whenever possible is crucial."

"You?" Bakugou whispers to you, about to speak up before Sero cuts him off, his eyes widening with a mixture of excitement and concern. 

 "So, we're really going to leave Earth? Find a new home on another planet?"

Mei's smile is tinged with determination as she replies, "Yes, Sero. Our best chance for survival lies beyond this planet. The spacecraft we've prepared will transport a limited number of individuals to a habitable planet in a distant star system. It's our hope for a fresh start, a chance to rebuild and thrive."

You listen intently, your mind racing with thoughts and questions. This journey is a huge challenge, and the weight of the responsibility settles upon your shoulders. Yet, it does give you a glimmer of hope in this otherwise dark world.

"And just who do you expect to do this underground traveling, huh? Us newcomers?" Bakugou finally asks what you were thinking.

A mischievous grin spreads across Mei's face as she steps forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Well, Bakugou, you did offer to help however we needed it," she says, her voice filled with a devilish charm.

Todoroki then speaks up, coming to Bakugou's defense. "This isn't exactly what I had in mind when we offered our help. Venturing into dangerous tunnels beneath the earth wasn't part of the plan."

Midoriya nods in agreement. "And to be honest, we may not be the best choice for a mission like this. There must be others more experienced and qualified than us."

Mei's confident smile doesn't waver. "But you've traveled all the way here, proving your resilience and determination! I have faith in you, and I believe you're the right ones for the job."

You exchange a nervous glance with Sero, realizing the weight of the decision before you. The magnitude of the task and the potential risks send a shiver down your spine. However, you also recognize the urgency of the situation and the opportunity to make a difference.

Ida interjects, his voice calm. "Take the time you need to think it over. Remember, the fate of the world rests on your decision. We'll be here when you're ready."

"Oh yeah, just casually fucking bring it up like that," Bakugou scoffs, his frustration evident as he curses at Ida before storming out of the room.

Mei steps closer, her voice filled with determination. "The success of this plan relies on a skilled team of technicians to operate the complex machinery involved. You are right in saying that, but we will be able to communicate with you the entire time so you'll never be alone."

Sero nods, his resolve firm. "Well, I'm in. We've come too far to turn back now."

You let out a weary sigh, realizing that you can't leave Sero alone in this endeavor. "Alright, I'm in too."

"Well, shit. Guess that doesn't leave much choice for the rest of us," Bakugou adds ever politely.

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[azikarue]

MayBlade 2023 : Day 20 : Scars

Salima, Goki | FFN Rating: K+ | FFN Link ❖ Sometimes Salima spent her nights awake.

It was easier explaining it to Goki when they were somewhere new and exciting. Those times, he’d buy that she was thrown off by the timezone or the different constellations swimming in the sky above their heads. He’d lay awake with her on occasion, sketching the scenery and planning their travels, always tactful enough not to mention her clipped, one-word responses.

When she was home, it was different. There was no hiding when she had to throw open every window to feel like she wasn’t suffocating, choking on guilt and long-gone power and desperation. Goki was unerringly kind about it and so gifted with reading her that he knew when to step in and when to pretend like he didn’t notice a thing.

And those were just the nights Salima didn’t sleep at all. Others she started out asleep, only to be woken up by dreams of mechanical roars and sharp, gnashing teeth. Her heart would beat like she’d just run a marathon. When her eyes snapped open, her face would be wet from tears she remembered crying that day in the battle tower.

The taste of her tears would bring back memory after memory. To cope, she would call Kane and listen to his steady voice, unmarred by a crazed bitbeast. Or she would call Jim and get him to tell her all about his latest project until her heart rate returned to normal. Most often, she would sit outside and breathe in the clean air, trying to convince herself that she was whole without whatever pieces of her Cyber Driger kept.

Wielding a cyber bitbeast was like being shackled to a wild animal: scary, unpredictable, thrilling.

Life after one was the same, except Cyber Driger was heavier as a corpse than he’d ever been living. Back then he steered her from just behind her eyes, a driving force that quickly took her over. Now she had to find her own way and carry the weight of her actions on her own shoulders.

It was exhausting. And more than enough to keep her up at night.

“You need to let it go,” Goki advised one night while keeping her company on a hostel roof. He had his sketchpad out and was doodling the view across the street. “You can’t let it eat you up inside forever.”

“I can’t just forget what happened,” Salima snapped. She knew she should feel bad about it, but her head ached from lack of sleep and throbbed in time with her racing heart.

“I didn’t say to forget.” He looked just as concerned for her as she’d felt for him when they were locked up together in the battle tower. “It’s not normal to launch a beyblade and have the bitbeast inside hijack your brain. You didn’t know what would happen – you need to forgive yourself for it and let it go.”

Salima felt the overwhelming urge to cry, so she buried her face in her knees.

She’d had a pretty good idea what could happen by the time she’d picked up Cyber Driger. It was stupid to think that she would be any less susceptible to the power of the cyber bitbeasts than Jim and Goki. She wasn’t better than they were and the proof was in how the rest of her friends were already over the ordeal.

Goki didn’t wake up at night, fighting off invisible forces; sleep was the solace it should be, for him. As for Kane and Jim, when she’d spoken to them last, they’d asked if she and Goki were planning on returning for the World Championships because the two of them were competing together. Goki had given a firm no on Salima’s behalf, because she couldn’t get words past the sudden panic squeezing her throat shut.

She didn’t know how to forget and she didn’t know how to let it go or move on. All she knew was that returning to Japan to face the Bladebreakers and masquerade as an upstanding member of the beyblading community filled her with too much shame to bear.

“Salima?” She felt Goki’s hand on her back, gentle and reassuring. Patient, even. Like he wouldn’t press, but thought she needed to talk.

“How are you so okay?” she asked, voice wavering with bottled up emotion. “You, Kane, and Jim – how did you put it behind you so easily?”

She hadn’t planned on opening her mouth, but there was something about the anonymity she felt with her eyes screwed shut and a city where nobody knew her all around and Goki’s strong presence by her side, that forced her thoughts past the knot in her throat.

Goki let out a long sigh. “I wouldn’t call it easy. Some days I can’t even look at myself in the mirror,” he admitted, running his hand over her back in firm, slow strokes. “And I can’t speak for Kane and Jim. I couldn’t compete in a Championship right now, but maybe that’s what it takes for them to feel better – proving that they can compete honestly on the biggest platform there is.”

Put like that, Salima could kind of understand, even if the thought of standing in the spotlight right now made her feel sick.

“For me, it gets a little easier with every kid we teach,” Goki continued. “It feels like I’m helping them discover the true spirit of beyblading, maybe keeping them from making similar mistakes to the ones I made. You know what I mean?”

Salima turned her head toward Goki, resting her cheek on her knees.

“I do.” There was a reason she and Goki were the ones who’d headed straight for the open road. Teaching kids and seeing that spark of joy on their faces when they launched their beyblades – the same spark that the cyber bitbeasts did their best to replace with the hunger for domination – those were the moments that she felt closest to her old self. “But I still have nightmares. Sometimes I can even feel Cyber Driger’s claws, like it never left.”

She was almost whispering by the end of her admission.

Goki’s brow furrowed thoughtfully.

“Cyber Driger was holding on tight when it was ripped away.” She could feel him shiver as he thought back to that day. “Those power injections made it too strong to resist and you shouldn’t have been able to, but you did anyway.”

He was looking at her with something akin to admiration and she didn’t want it.

“Goki—”

“I heard the scientists talking – saw their readings,” he said, cutting her off. “Cyber Driger pushed you past your limits, Salima – it makes sense that your scars are deep. You should be proud of yourself for fighting.” He looked off into the middle distance, no longer willing to meet her eyes. “I wish I’d been able to.”

Salima’s chest ached at the shame in his voice. She sat up and said, “They weren’t designed to fight against.”

If she wasn’t allowed to beat herself up over it, then he wasn’t either. She remembered Dr. B and his scientists being so sure that she’d be hooked as soon as she got a taste of the power they had to offer. For all their talk of mental strength being necessary to wield the cyber bitbeasts, they were still counting on the fact that their reckless creations would be strong enough to bend her team’s will to their own. She and her friends were never meant to be in control.

“I’ll work on accepting that if you will.” Goki offered her a small smile and she realized, belatedly, that she’d played right into his hands. “Then maybe we can both move on.”

“I’ll try,” Salima sighed. “I think I feel a little better just talking about it.” Even as the words left her lips, she was surprised to find that they were true. Maybe healing had to come in baby steps.

“You’d feel even better with a good night’s sleep,” Goki pointed out.

She should’ve known he wouldn’t let her get away with the sleepless nights without commentary forever. Unfortunately, her nightmares came and went as they pleased, no matter how exhausted she was. Something about Kane and Jim competing had brought them back full force. If the nightmares didn’t disturb her, her brain buzzing, trying to figure out what it all meant, would.

When she told Goki as much, he simply shrugged out of his jacket and balled it up. “Here,” he said. “I’ll talk so you aren’t alone with your thoughts. You, try to get some sleep.” He set the makeshift pillow on his lap and motioned for her to lay down.

“What, right here?” Salima asked in disbelief.

Goki chuckled. “Does it make a difference if you can’t sleep anyway?”

“I guess not,” she admitted. If she hadn’t found solace back home, in her own bed, familiar and comfortable, maybe it wasn’t where that mattered. Without another word, she laid down on the rooftop, tucked her knees up under her sweater and pillowed her head on Goki’s jacket.

He went back to drawing, but this time he kept up a constant stream of one-way conversation. He told her what he was drawing, explained what he knew about the architecture, told her how frustrating it was when the light changed as the sun sunk lower.

Between the scratching of pencil on paper and the steady rhythm of his voice, Salima’s eyelids, finally, began to droop.

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