#those 'going into intense mode' stares <3

[ansonmountdaily]

STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS 2x08 "Under the Cloak of War"

#star trek strange new worlds #strange new worlds #star trek #spoilers #captain pike #christopher pike #anson mount #tvedit #trekedit #strangenewworldsedit #*edit #he cooked again! #una and pike have the same power walk #those 'going into intense mode' stares <3 #the staring from across the room #looks like flirting in these gifs #when taken out of context :D #like in the 2nd to last gif #it's like you're on a date with the captain #fanfic fodder content \o/

[creativitysparks4everxoxo]

Nah, but for real: WE NEED AN ANIMATED SERIES THAT FOLLOWS THE ADVENTURES OF MIRAGE AND NOAH AFTER THE EVENTS THAT TOOK PLACE IN ROTB!

I need a post-credit scene animated series follow-up!!!!

I just can't stop thinking about Noah and Mirage's interactions throughout the entire movie, and how the post-credit scene leaves us wanting more. It leaves me wanting to see just how many late nights Noah spent rebuilding Mirage from scratch. I want to see Noah's frustrated moments and his breakdown moments when all the memories of Mirage going to extreme lengths to protect him during the final battle flood his mind. I want to see an extremely exhausted but very determined Noah working on rebuilding Mirage.

I want to see the moment when Noah got to watch Mirage transform into his root mode for the first time after Noah made major progress with his repairs. (Assuming this happened before the post-credit scene) If it didn't, then instead I want to see the moment when Mirage first spoke to Noah during his repair stage and how absolutely ecstatic Noah was.

✨️ I want to see Noah's face when Mirage looks at him for the first time after his repairs. I want to see all the emotions on Noah's face and all the comfort that Mirage gives him! ✨️

Gimme all of the emotions!!!!!

But most importantly, I want to see Noah and Mirage's friendship continue to grow stronger throughout a multi-season animated series. At least 3 seasons minimum. I want to see it all!

I want to see them have those intense moments where they stare into each other's eyes/optics. I don't know how bold the writers would be for a show like this, or if they would be willing to go beyond the platonic borders of Noah and Mirage's relationship. It would be cool if there was romance between them in the show, but it might be considered "too much" to some people. Honestly though, I wouldn't mind if they took platonic relationship approach. I wouldn't mind because it works just as well and the writers could still write Mirage as the naturally teasing/flirty/over confident bot that he is and it would probably go over the bigots head. But we would know what's up. 🤭 And the extra Noah/Mirage content would give us fanfic/fanart inspo. It's essentially a win-win either way you slice it.

I just want a Mirage & Noah centric show, OKAY! 🥺

Gah! Just give us a show where we get to see Mirage take Noah on long drives to calm him down and they can talk about heavy shit. A late night drive to the beach, or even a drive to some fast food joint's drive thru, and then they go back to the garage and talk. Or they go for a walk in a secluded area.

Give us a show where Noah and Mirage get to have that "closure" and a chance to really talk about the moment where everything changed between them. The original deal was for Noah to steal the transwarp key from the museum and in return Mirage would let Noah "sell" him for cash that he could use to support his family. But instead they went on dangerous mission to Peru together and now there's no way in hell that Noah would ever sell Mirage! Not after they literally fused together to become one! I want them to talk about this! I want Mirage to tell Noah why he kidnapped him that fateful day and then Noah could chime in and be like, "I thought I was going to die, man. Your driving was terrifying!" And then of course Mirage would pretend to be offended, say his piece and humour would ensue and they would both be laughing and having a good time. Gimme a scene like that!

And give me scenes when Decepticons stir up trouble and Mirage jumps to protect Noah fiercely (naturally). And don't be afraid to give us those "Oh shit!" episodes when some type of disaster happens that's like level 3 on the "Disaster Metre", but Noah is still freaking the fuck out because he's scared that Mirage is hurt/dying, but instead he's not. He's totally fine, maybe a few scratches to his paint, but he's not in severe pain or in any pain at all. But Mirage sees his boi freaking out, so he has to gently calm him down before he spirals out of control. Yes, more fluff please!

And also, I really want to see Elena in this show! She is so awesome and needs to be in this show, continuing to bring in the knowledge and her warm heart and kindness. I need to see her interact with the other Autobots and maybe even become close friends with Arcee. I need to see Elena interact with Mirage and hear the funny shit he would say to make her laugh. I NEED THIS! And of course OP, Bumblebee, Wheeljack and other Autobot characters would need to be in the show. Maybe we could even get a few episodes featuring Charlie and Bee sneaking out to see her, or maybe not sneaking out at all.

But also, I would love to see Noah and Mirage moments where Mirage tries to get out of patrol duty and essentially leaves his post to go hang with Noah. Noah would be the "voice of reason", but he will end up caving because he can't bring himself to say no to Mirage. Not after everything they've been through together. I imagine Noah would be struggling with some PTSD and other psychological trauma, so when Mirage goes on patrols or does general Autobot stuff, Noah would worry A LOT. This would lead to fluffy scenes and angst and sweet comfort. I NEED THIS!

Honestly, I just need more Mirage and Noah moments, because these two are awesome and I've just been watching Bumblebee and ROTB back to back on repeat ever since ROTB was released digitally. And now I am forever basking in the sweet glow of this Transformers reboot, that is full of action, adventure, comedy, heart and everything that we've ever wanted to see in a Transformers movie. The amount of kindness and compassion that Charlie showed to Bee is wholesome. And the amount of kindness and compassion that Noah and Elena showed the Autobots and Maximals is also wholesome. This is what being a human companion to giant alien robots should look like!

I don't know the whole creative process and other fine details that would need to be worked out in order to get a show like this on the air, but I really do think that this Transformers reboot needs to start making some post-movie shows to help fill in the gaps and give us additional content to obsess over. It's not uncommon for a movie's success to carry over into a show, so I really think we need a post-ROTB show!

~And I think that's it. For now. 🙂

I almost didn't post this 🙈

#transformers #transformers rise of the beasts #rotb #rotb mirage #rotb noah #tf rise of the beasts #mirage and noah #mirage and noah are an iconic duo #noah x mirage #noah/mirage #they need their own show! #like come on! #it would be so funny! #transformers rotb #noah diaz #tf rotb #tf rotb mirage #tf rotb noah #just my silly little thoughts

[dragonfirerogue-writes]

Oh my goodness! I thought you had disappeared when I saw all your Quinn works gone! You’re absolutely my favorite Quinn writer!

So i was hoping i can request, fem!reader x Quinn Fabray exchanging soft smiles across the room from friends to lovers please! Thank you! Best wishes!

A/N: Awww thanks! Yeah, I got shadowbanned but now I'm back! So more Quinn fics :3

Quinn x Fem!Reader

The choir room was full of noise and the New Directions were working on their setlist for Nationals. Everyone was in little groups, some working on costumes, others working on harmonies. You were with Mike and Brittany, finalizing choreography before you all start teaching the others. You look up to survey the others and mentally visualize where to place them. Your gaze stops when a pair of hazel eyes catch your attention.

Quinn had her eyes on you from her place with the other girls. The soft smile on her lips grew slightly when your eyes met. Suddenly, no one else was in the room. You could feel your heart swell from the feeling of Quinn having her eyes only on you. From the beginning, you were infatuated with her and over time, it grew into a deep adoration before it became full-on love.

And gods, it scared you.

There was never such an intense feeling within you. In the beginning, if you thought too much into it you felt as though you were going to have a panic attack. Now, while there's a squeeze in your heart whenever you were near Quinn, it was bearable. It was enough to be near her. You never expected for her to share the same feelings, but you still stuck by her through thick and thin.

In a flash, the blonde was drawn back into her group by Rachel and the spell on you was broken. With a quick shake of your head, you went back into work mode and continued your choreography work. The rest of the time was spent passing glances amongst productivity.

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You were the last one to leave the choir room. Last minute tweaks to some dance moves that didn't quite feel right to you. Once done, you notice that Quinn had waited for you.

"Quinn? What're you still doing here?" You pick up your backpack and trot over to her by the door. "Figured you'd wanna get outta here and destress from Rachel's shenanigans."

The blonde let out a soft chuckle at the words. "I do. But mom's out for the night and I don't feel like being alone. Keep me company?"

"Of course. I'll text my parents on the way." As you pull your phone out, you spin and dip into a sweeping bow. "Lead the way."

"You're such a dork." Quinn shakes her head fondly as she walks past, ruffling your hair and making you squawk in surprise. With a laugh, the blond runs off, forcing you to chase her.

While she manages to dodge your first few attempts to grab her, Quinn ends up fully in your arms. Her feet are off the ground and she has to cling onto your shoulders to maintain her balance. Despite being shorter than her, you were always a bit stronger. There were more than one attempt to recruit you into the Cheerios.

"Y/N! Put me down!" She manages to laugh out.

"Nope." You continue to walk down the hall with her in tow. "Can't have you running away from me. I'm keeping you right here."

You feel Quinn shift on your arms. To avoid dropping her, you stop and adjust your hold to look up at her. Hazel eyes stare down at you with an immense amount of adoration. Suddenly, you feel her hands on your cheeks as they heat up.

"There's nowhere else I'd rather be."

Those words echo in your mind as you let out a soft gasp. Your hold on her slackens enough for Quinn to slowly slide back to her feet. As a result, she's now a mere breath away from your face. You can see her eyes searching yours, looking for some sort of answer. She finds it when your eyes flick down to her lips.

You're not sure whether Quinn pulled you in or you surged forward. All you know is that Quinn's lips are on yours and it feels like you've just reached Nirvana. Your bodies are pulled impossibly closer and minutes and hours seem to pass simultaneously. Your hands don't roam. They seem to just want to cling onto Quinn and never let go. When you both come up for air, there's a moment of simmering tension.

"So... Your place?" You manage to breathe out. Quinn brushes her nose to yours.

"Make sure you tell your parents you're staying over."

#a dragon tries to write #asks #requests #quinn fabray x reader #glee imagine #quinn fabray imagine

[ultimatecufangirl]

I Do Love You, Idiot

@pengwen314 I really, really liked your Smg34 hanahaki disease idea, and since you said you have no motivation to write it, I thought I’d write it. Ofc you can still write your own version (if you haven’t already, and if you have I’d love to read it) but I hope you like this version nonetheless. ^v^

~~~

Smg3 waltzed into his bedroom, accompanied by his Eggdog, and threw his cap onto one of the four corners of his bed with a spin. He then changed into his pajamas, and plopped onto his bed; Eggdog jumping up to lie down beside him.

“Smg4 is amazing, isn’t he?” 3 asked, his cheeks turning a rosy-red hue as the love of his life took over his mind. Eggdog barked in return. His master had probably asked him that same question thousands of times by now, but he didn’t mind.

3 felt the thumpity-thump of his heart as he lay there, lost in his thoughts. It was a feeling he was used to, and one that he adored.

Then he felt something else, something he didn’t quite like--a twang of something intense enough to make him jolt up and grab his head as if he were in pain. Eggdog made an attempt to comfort his master; whining in concern.

“I-I’m ok, Eggie, don’t worry,” he stuttered, petting his little friend. “It was my meme guardian senses. They’ve never been that strong though…something bad must be happening.” he added. Getting a sense of urgency, he quickly grabbed his phone and opened the portal to leave the internet graveyard; once again followed by his egg-shaped companion.

When they exited the portal, they came to a halt in front of the door that led to Smg4's room.

The new castle was eerily silent.

Everyone must be out somewhere. Hopefully Glitchy is here... 3 thought as he looked back to the door. Slowly, he turned the knob, and a creeeeeaaaaaak eminated as it was opened. He carefully closed it behind them as they entered.

The room was somewhat dark, only lit by the dim sunlight shining through the windows. Trash littered the floor, the computer that 4 used to make his much-loved, meme-filled videos was buried in dust, and the air smelled of sickness. 4 lay on his bed facing away, seemingly lifeless; sending 3 into panic mode upon sight. 3 bolted to his bedside and turned 4 onto his back, only to discover more horror.

4's skin was deathly pale, dry tear streaks decorated his face, and the outside of his mouth was covered in blood and...flower petals? Said flower petals were a deep, velvety, purple-blue; they were those of the Mr. Fokker Anemone--3's favorite flower. The same bloody flower petals, and even some whole flowers, were scattered on the floor next to the bed.

"...Three?..."

A quiet, raspy voice suddenly broke the silence, and 3 looked down to see that 4 was awake and staring up at him. The poor man's beautiful blue eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Eggie, go get a damp washcloth now!" 3 exclaimed as he sat next to him on the bed, and Eggdog ran off to do just that. "Glitchy, what happened to you?! Why are there anemone flowers and petals everywhere?! Where did they come from?!" 3 exclaimed again as he gently set 4's head in his lap and began to pull the flower petals off his mouth.

There was a pause before 4 answered. "H...Hana...Hanahaki..."

3's eyes widened. He knew exactly what disease 4 was referring to. "How long..." He was so in shock, he couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Since...Peach's castle...went down..." 4 huffed. His breathing was slow and heavy.

"WHAT?!" 3 screamed. "You mean to tell me you've just been letting yourself suffer like this in secret?!"

4 gave a weak nod.

3 was overcome with rage. "WHO?! Who's the monster that did this to you?!" he screamed again, tears beginning their descent down his cheeks. At that moment, Eggdog came back with the damp washcloth, and 3 wiped the blood from his face.

"You're not...a monster..." 4 answered between breaths.

It took 3 just a few seconds to realize what he meant. Once he did, his face flushed red as roses. "I...I'm the one?"

4 gave another weak nod, followed by a weak smile. "After you...gave me that heartfelt speech...about you understanding...how I felt, trying to be perfect...and after you...helped me...finish that stupid video, and saved me...I...fell in love with you. But I was...too afraid to...say anything...cause I didn't th-...think you'd...love me..." Tears were flowing down his face now, and he was struggling hard to speak. "We'd...been enemies for...so long, and-"

"I do love you, idiot!" 3 cut him off.

Now 4's face was flushed red as roses. "W-What...?"

3 gently cupped 4's cheek. "You mean the world to me, Glitchy..." he began, staring into his eyes. "I'll admit, I fell in love with you too...all the way back in meme academy. But I let my jealousy of your popularity get in the way, and I was never able to gain enough courage to tell you. Even up until now I couldn't find the courage to tell you, because...I didn't think you'd ever love someone that tried to hurt you for so long." he continued.

4 smiled again, staring back into 3's ruby red eyes, and repeated his words.

"I do love you...idiot."

3 smiled down at the man he loved, who was still smiling up at him. They stayed locked in each other's gazes as 3 leaned in closer, closer, closer still.

And their lips met.

As soon as it happened, 4 felt the flowers in his lungs disappear and the rest of his body felt better within an instant. Once his strength came back, he wrapped his arms around 3 and pulled him down beside him. Exhaustion from being sick made him fall asleep instantly, and 3 decided he would stay there with him. So he snuggled closer to him under the blanket and fell asleep with him, as Eggdog curled up at the edge of the bed.

And it was there that they spent the rest of the night, wrapped in each other's warm embrace.

#smg4 #smg3 #smg4 x smg3 #smg34 #hanahaki #hanahaki disease #love these guys sm #they’re in love your honor #gay love #gay

[pinkcherryblossomangel]

Away from myself

A follow up to AWAY FROM HOME

Bang Chan x reader

- it's eight months after the last chapter

- it's seven months since Y/N saw some nasty responses to rumours

- it's six months since she started spiralling

- five months since she stopped replying to his text

- four months since she stopped reading them

- three months since he stopped messaging

- two months since she stopped sleeping properly

- one day till she has to see him again.

STARING

Bang Chan

Han

Changbin

Y/N

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TRIGGER WARNINGS

Depression

NSFW

Negative body image

Anxiety

Self-hatred

General poor mental health

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His hand reaches up, grabbing mine out of his hair. Our finger interlock as he continues to explore.

My breath hitches at every change in direction.

The vibration of his giggles adding to the build up.

I glance down and see the smirk in his eyes.

The intense connection pushing me towards ~

I lurch awake. Panting, as sweat trickles down my back and forehead.

That didn't happen...

I wanted it more than anything, but that didn't happen.

I tear away my duvet and head to the bathroom. Walking down the dark hallway I know better than the back of my hand. It's been six months since I last spoke to Chris. And 3 months since he stopped trying to contact me.

Why do I always do this?

I always ruin everything good.

The cold water on my hands grounds me. The sensation reminding that this is what is real. The girl in the mirror is me. She is here. I am here.

"You okay sweetheart" my mums voice adds to the dawn birds song.

"Yeah just.."

"A bad dream?" She asks standing in the doorway. How do I answer this? Cause no. It wasn't a bad dream. It was an incredible one. One that reminded me of how utterly stupid I am.

"Yeah".

"Come here!" My mums embrace envelopes me in comfort. "Remember those bad dreams aren't really my love." I know that's the problem "and if they were I'd fight them off for you". She pinches my cheek like she did when I was a baby.

How can someone so full of love have made me?

"Now get back to sleep. Big day tomorrow!" Her excitement making me feel guilty for my lack.

"Do I have to go?!" I almost plead. She brushes my hair from my face.

"Y/N... my love yes. Yes you have to go! In two days time we will be in London. On a red carpet, at the premiere of your first every big film." The pride radiates off her. "My little girl" her eyes start to well, my follow in response. "Look at you living your dream! Being my little star!"

"I'm taller than you" I laugh between sobs.

"You'll always be my little girl." She switches in to PA mode, "Now go to bed, the train to London is at 9. And you have a call with your manager at 8."

"Love you mum"

"Love you too." She hugs me again "now move I need the toilet!"

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I beat my alarm by five minutes. My dad always said to set it 20 minutes before the scheduled arrival, so when you fall asleep, you don't miss your stop.

I guess he had some good advice after all.

My phones buzzes but it's not the alarm.

It's him.

It's Chris.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuckity.

Fuck.

I can't ignore him, tomorrow evening we'll be sat next to each other at the screening. Maybe I can ask Han to swap seats. Or is that too harsh? I just know that if his thigh touches mine...

Y/N, no. You can't do this. He deserves way better than you. Someone who could love him so much more than you can. You'll burden him. I love him too much to do that.

I'll check his message at the hotel. I pull my head phones and press shuffle.

Not now...

I haven't listen to them in months and now! The god damn universe hates me.

This will do. My eyes settle on the countryside flying past.

I need to be brave.

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I thank the receptionist as she hands me the PR plan for the next two weeks.

First the London premiere, then to the La premiere and lastly off to Seoul for the Asian premiere. The 3racha soundtrack is highly anticipated there, so much so they changed to an even bigger venue than la.

From what I heard it will be worth the wait. Chan would come over to my room every night after filming to show me what they'd come up with. Each snippet better than the last.

Each night ending in a passionate embrace.

No.

Stop it.

I close my eyes as if that will make the images erase from my mind.

Shit his text. I can't just ignore it. Why am I hyping myself up to read a text? What is wrong with me. Jesus.

I chuck my phone on the couch next to the TV. What am I gonna say.

I'm sorry Chris, I didn't message you for 6 months because I saw one tweet about us being friends and how I'm a fat piece of shit and I started to spiral and haven't been able to look at any thing to do with stray kids since then!

Or maybe

I'm sorry Chris that I somehow tricked you into liking me in anyway possible, we should just pretend nothing ever happened between us. Pretend that everytime something good happens, it isn't immediately ruined because I can't tell him. And then i wallow in my own stupid self-pity.

Christ... he really dodged a bullet

Flopping down on the bed, i open the manila envelope to see who I'm paired with for the interviews. I'm guessing it'll be with Jack, my on screen boyfriend. Haven't spoken to him since we stopped filming. So that's another awkward re-meeting tomorrow.

But it's not Jack's name there. Or jenna or tash. No it's non of my fellow actors. It's the boys of 3racha.

I immediately dial my manager.

"Hey Julie, I just got my PR plan. It says I'm doing the press bracket with 3racha? I thought I'd be doing it with Jack? Or another actor?"

"Oh yes! I forgot to say this morning! Since there's been such buzz around the soundtrack, Ryan thought it'd be a great idea to have them in the interviews. And he said you got along so well he'd thought you enjoy it!" Of course he did. "Is everything good? Do you want me to ask if they can change it?"

"No its okay, I was just a bit surprised is all" I can't kick up a fuss. I don't want any drama. "I'll see you tomorrow Julie!

" Remember, your interviews start at 9 am. I'll be there at 11. And then 7pm it's the red carpet and at 9pm it's the screening."

"I know," I say, trying to emphasise how many times I've been over the plan. "I'll see you tomorrow. Thank you"

"Thank you Y/N! Now have a nice dinner and treat your mum to something nice!"

"Don't worry I will". I hang up.

I need to text chan back.

I am not ready.

Someone knocks at the door. I open it and he's there.

Christopher is there in front of me.

I can't control myself. I burst into tears.

"I guess we're hotel neighbours again" he smiles sadly.

#bang chan #bang chan fanfic #bang chris #christopher bang #han jisung #bang chan x reader #chan x reader #chris bang x reader #chris x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids #stray kids texts #stray kids x reader #your name

[xsweetcatastrophe]

You Broke Me First

part 3.

FUCK, Zoe thought. This is not good.

Zoe went into panic mode... as anyone would in this situation. She looked around the room frantically. It looked like a hotel room, and she was thankful the heavy curtains blocked out the morning sun.

Zoe's head slowly turned to the person next to her. He was facing away from her, shirtless. His dark hair was messy and falling onto the pillow and he was snoring softly.

You gotta be shittin' me, Zoe thought.

Zoe was a very anxious person, however in high stress situations, she thrived. She joked that she was made for high intensity situations because she lived with the anticipation that something bad was going to happen at any given second. Yup, it was her and her clenched jaw against the world... at least that's what she told everyone.

Ok, where's my phone, wallet, and keys? she thought. If she could find those, she could just leave. Call an uber. and forget this ever happened.... however this happened.

Zoe peeled back the covers and immediately covered herself again.

She was naked.

"Oh... My... God" she said softly out loud, hand covering her mouth. She peeked around the floor, and spotted her clothes. She looked back at the sleeping man.

"If you fucking wake up..." she muttered, as she slithered out of the bed and grabbed her bra and panties.

She quickly slipped on her black jeans and white tank top, which felt stretched out since she wore it yesterday. Next conquest - her sneakers. She was looking around when she unfortunately caught herself in the mirror.

"I look like who did it and ran" she said, trying to wipe her eyeliner off of her face and run her fingers through her hair.

"Well I think we certainly did something" she heard from behind her. She whipped around to Cillian sitting up with his face in his hands. "Fuck. What the fuck happened last night" he said, squinting at her. The dark room was apparently still too bright for him.

"I have no idea. I don't remember a thing. I remember ordering a second drink and next thing I knew I'm waking up naked in bed next to you...where even are we?" Zoe said, looking around. She felt the need to cover herself even though she was already dressed. She felt exposed and not knowing where she was or how she got there made her uncomfortable and wanted to retreat. "I just want to go home - wait. where's my recorder?" She said, realizing she was missing something.

"That's what you're worried about right now? I need some fuckin' Tylenol" Cillian groaned. looking around for his phone. He looked under the covers and then looked at her "...wait. You said you were naked when you woke up?"

"Yes" Zoe said, feeling her heart race.

Cillian sighed, and put his head in his hands again. "Well if you find my boxers anywhere, toss them to me."

"Oh my GOD" Zoe said, face in her hands. She collapsed into a chair in the corner of the room. How could this be happening? This is something sloppy college kids do. And even when she was a college kid, Zoe didn't even do this. Will this effect her job? where was her recorder? this interview was due on Monday. It was Sunday morning. She needed to type it up and submit first thing tomorrow morning and she couldn't even find her recorder.

"Hey, I'll trade you" She heard Cillian say. She looked at him confused. "huh?"

Cillian had found her tape recorder on the table next to him. He held it up and pointed at where she was sitting with his other hand. She looked down in her lap and saw she was sitting on his boxers.

She jumped up and picked them up with 2 fingers, disgusted. She threw them at him and turned around when he got out of bed to put them on. Once she counted to 10, she turned back around to find him in his boxers staring at the floor next to the bed, recorder in hand. She walked over to him and grabbed the recorder out of his hand. He continued to look down at the floor. She followed his gaze to the floor and her stomach dropped to her knees.

Not one, but 2 condom wrappers.

"Two.. guess I still got it after all. Make sure you put that in your little article so my ex wife sees" Cillian said, wiggling his eyebrows and walking past her to get his jeans.

"My little article... my little article that is due tomorrow and I have no idea if I have any material for it. How did this happen? where are we?" She said, getting louder and louder. Cillian winced at her words.

"Can you relax? I'm not thrilled about it either but I have a headache and I don't need you yelling." Cillian replied, pulling on his shirt.

Zoe wasn't listening, she was looking at the small screen on her recorder. She checked the timestamps - it looks like she had a recording of a little over 3 hours. She'll make it work. She has to. She's not doing this again.

"I remember ordering you a Guinness, and you choking it down and being dramatic. Then we got more beer. And more Guinness. And we didn't eat, I know that for sure. And now we're here... at the Hilton apparently" Cillian said, holding up the paper envelope the key cards come in.

"We need to go. Now" Zoe said, putting her sneakers on.

"Aw, no breakfast?" Cillian joked, smoothing out his hair in the mirror.

"No, no breakfast" Zoe snapped, pulling back the curtain harshly, knowing the sun would shine directly into his face.

"FUCK" Cillian said, turning away and covering his eyes. "you were a lot more pleasant when you were blacked out"

"Excuse me? so you do remember how we got here??" Zoe said.

"No, but I don't sleep with women who are usually this bitchy first thing in the morning"

Zoe's blood boiled. She's had enough.

"Listen, I don't care who you are, or how much money you have, or how many Christopher Nolan movies you're in, you don't know a single thing about me and you don't get to talk to me like that" She snapped.

"Trust me, I don't think I want to know any more about you than I already do" Cillian grumbled.

"Me neither"

"Yea, except the difference is you have hours of information about me on your little recorder, and I can't even remember your last name" Cillian snapped.

"Fuck you" Zoe said, grabbing her keys, phone, wallet and recorder and shoving past him towards the door. "I'll never drink Guinness again, that's for fucking sure"

"Ahh, so you DO DRINK THOSE STUPID SELTZERS!!" Cillian yelled as the door slammed shut.

tags: @lau219

#cillian murphy x oc #cillian murphy x reader #cillian fic #cillian x fem!reader

[imagine-knowing-a-name]

what are your thoughts on jeff going to a zoo?

personally, i feel like he’d get really sad about all the animals being in “prison” and then start a revolution to break them all out

i’d like to know your thoughts <3

-bonkie

Zoo Break

Summary: Jeff has a very eventful visit to the zoo

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Word Count: 1324

Warnings: upset Jeff :'(

A/N: Hi Bonkie!! (and Jroki) sorry this took so long but hope you enjoy! idk if it is my best work but I wanted to get something out :))

Jeff request guidelines

Counting this as part of the JFU (though other parts are not necessary to read for this)

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“I’m worried about him,” Natasha said one day. You had to agree.

Jeff had befriended another shark over the summer, one who lived just off of the nearby coast. It was close enough that you brought Jeff to the seaside to play every other week, but as winter came in, the shark had migrated; although Jeff waited and watched in the ocean, his friend wouldn’t come to greet him.

Anyone who knew Jeff could see how upset he was, and neither you nor Natasha were quite sure how to help his loneliness. 

Until Natasha had an idea:

That was how you found yourselves at the zoo, you and Natasha ambling hand in hand and Jeff excitedly running circles around the two of you, even if you were still just in the line to get tickets. After enough disruption to the other visitors in line, Natasha dropped your hand and knelt, catching Jeff and lifting him the next time he ran close. 

She kept hold of him until you got to the gate, where the security worker perked up as soon as she saw you. You were expecting recognition, either of yourself and Natasha or just Jeff, who was a celebrity in his own right, but what came next defied your prediction.

“You must be the new animal handlers! I’ll open the gate; just go right in.”

“Oh no, we’re not-” Natasha tried to interrupt, but the worker wasn’t listening.

“For reference, we have a separate gate for employees you can use next time; we don’t expect you to queue every time you come to work!”

You and Natasha exchanged a look. Meanwhile, the employee smiled and expectantly waited for you to pass through the – now opened – barrier. With a shrug, you thanked the lady and passed through; Natasha and Jeff right behind you. 

“That was odd,” you noted, “I guess Jeff is our free pass.”

“Or our outfits looking like zoo keepers? That’d do it.”

“We don’t look like zoo keepers! It isn’t even like their uniform!”

“No. It’s the Jurassic Park uniform.” Natasha said, accompanying it with a condescending pat on your shoulder. As you were humbled, Natasha set Jeff down and pulled two pairs of Crocs from her bag. Jeff had developed an obsession with the shoe brand, and you had caved, getting him four specially made Crocs to fit his feet. 

He checked they were in sports mode before slipping the Crocs on, then instantly took off running to see the animals.

The monkey exhibit came first, and Jeff was there long before you and Natasha caught up. He was in an intense stare-down with a monkey, neither blinking, just maintaining eye contact through the glass barrier; if you didn’t know Jeff better, you’d have thought they were communicating.

The contest finally ended when the monkey slammed a hand into the glass, causing Jeff to startle backwards. 

“Mrrr,” he whined, trotting forwards and then lifting a croc-clad hand to mirror the monkey on the other side of the glass.

“It is like in the movies,” you agreed, “except these are real monkeys.”

“Mrrr?” 

You snickered, then translated for Natasha. “Jeff wants to know what the monkeys did. You know those scenes in movies where the prisoners put a hand on the glass? He thinks it’s like that.”

Her eyes widened in understanding, and she quickly knelt to explain it to him. “Oh no, Jeff, this isn’t a jail. Humans caught all these animals in the wild because they were injured! And so the zoo is trying to make them better.”

“Mrrr.” 

Natasha took it as understanding, especially when Jeff turned and continued walking. But you knew it was different. He’d heard bits of what Natasha had said, collecting it together into an image of innocent animal arrest. With the zoo attempting to make them better members of animal society.

Jeff formulated a plan as he walked, plotting a jailbreak to free all the animals. He’d clearly been listening to Natasha’s mission plans as he included everything relevant. The only issue was that a zoo-break might get you all arrested.

“Hey Jeff, buddy, I like your plan,” you appeased, earning a confused look from Natasha, “but how about we attempt it another day? Today you can walk around with us and just scope the zoo out. Then we’ll figure out a plan for the next visit.”

Jeff huffed an agreement, falling in line to walk by you. He made a couple of comments on escape plans as you walked around, but slowly he seemed to return to general excitement at seeing the animals.

Until the alligators:

They were in an open-air enclosure, a circular pit surrounded by a low brick wall, allowing anyone tall enough to peer down into the rocky terrain and watch the alligators swim, sunbathe, sleep, or eat. 

Jeff was, unfortunately, not in the ‘tall enough’ category. He tried his best, scraping at the brick, but he couldn’t get his head over. Your attempt to helpfully lift him and put him atop the wall backfired; someone had left a piece of half-chewed piece of gum right where you set Jeff down, and his croc immediately stuck to it.

The distressed ‘mrrr’ that resulted turned the heads of visitors and alligators alike. Everyone saw Jeff’s thrashing and squirming, but nobody could step in when his foot slipped out of his croc; the shoe stayed stuck while the land shark slipped backwards.

The crowd watched Jeff fall and bounce down the rocks, right into the alligator pen.

They gasped as the alligators began to circle Jeff. You shot your arm out just to stop Natasha from voluntarily joining Jeff.

“Y/N, what are you doing? There are alligators in there! Jeff will get hurt if we don’t get him!”

“He’s already getting hurt, just not physically,” you grimaced, listening to the conversation below. “There’s not much we can do aside from calling him out.”

Jeff didn’t listen to your calls. He thought his chances would be stronger if he stood his ground, warning the alligators to stay away. 

When they asked about his shoes with unexpected curiosity, Jeff relaxed his stance. He fell for their ruse and began to explain his Crocs. He talked so animatedly, with a wide grin and waving hands, about his love of shoes that it broke your heart when the alligators began to laugh at him. 

When one of the alligators snatched at Jeff’s croc, you jumped in yourself. Jeff ran for your arms immediately. His cries echoed around the enclosure, the alligators’ insults and the eaten croc getting to him.

You brought Jeff to the barrier and handed him up to Natasha. She set him on the safe side with ease; before reaching down to help you climb up too.

"You know why they're called crocs? ‘cos you and your cousins are worn as fashion statements!” you couldn't help but retaliate. Natasha was at your side to calm you down, trying to reduce the scene you and the crying land shark were causing. 

She managed it successfully, making you do some guided breathing before you could talk to Jeff. She met your eye once you finished, waiting for the nod before you both turned to face Jeff.

"Are you alright, Jeff?" Natasha asked first. The shark continued to sniffle, but he shook his head from side to side; a very definite 'no'.

You both sat in silence with him as his crying slowly died down. Then he turned to you, coming up and nudging your pocket with a soft 'mrr?'

You did as he requested, pulling the map and pen out of your bag and setting it down for him. He looked at you, and then he looked at Natasha, checking you were both watching while he grabbed the pen and scribbled a giant X over the alligator section of the map. 

"Mrrr." He huffed, ready for you to translate.

"The alligators deserve this jail."

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Jeff taglist: @unexpected-character @wolferine

#jeff the land shark #jeff the landshark #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff imagine #marvel #mcu #natasha romanoff x y/n

[silentprincessandsweethibiscus]

Three Plus One: Chapter 3: Don't You Worry My Friend

Blue may not be know for being the smart one in the family. he's hot headed and has a tendency to run into problems head on more often than not, but if there is one thing Blue knows its her family and Shadow is family. and here it is! the next chapter of the rgb trios Hytopian adventure! this time from Blue's pov. fun fact, this has been done since before the hiatus, but I wanted to post the last chapter of Four Minus One first, so, whoops.

Blue bit back a curse as she shoved the two bokoblins out of her way. Red and Green would handle them, they had her back, and they were trusting her to get close to Shadow. Something was wrong, for it to be attacking them, and Blue was sure she saw a flash of, something, in its eyes when she had gotten close in their last fight. She sent another bokoblin flying with her hammer. She then swung back and threw it at the three standing in wait next to their old enemy turned friend, and with the momentum left from that threw herself at Shadow, pinning it to the ground moments before it realized she was there. She realized as Shadow thrashed around below her that step two was far less realized then step one. Emotions were Red’s thing, and knowing how Shadow’s brain worked was Vio’s. She had to do something for their friend though. If it really was the same Shadow they knew before.

As the sounds of his siblings holding off the enemies in the area surrounded them he felt Shadow stop struggling below him. He looked it in the eyes, and before he could say anything it spoke. Its voice sounded scratchy, painful, and as if it hadn’t spoken since they had lost it, and it looked, afraid. “Blue? Help me.”

Blue almost recoiled, but managed to keep her hold on Shadow. “We’re gonna get you outta here Shadow, but we’re down brainiac. They stayed at home trying to find a way to get you back.” Shadows’ eyes were losing focus and Blue actually cursed this time. “So you gotta tell me what you know!”

Shadow’s eyes snapped back into clarity and it leveraged an intense stare back up at Blue, “The mirror must be broken.” In Blue’s confusion it managed to shove him back off, eyes once again cloudy as it disappeared back into the shadows, leaving the three to finish off the remaining monsters.

Green’s boomerang took out a bokoblin to her left, and Red took out the last one on her right with their fire rod as Blue stood back up, grabbing her hammer as she stood. The two were running over to her, looks mixed somewhere between confusion, concern, and curiosity. Red stopped next to her first, eyes searching for any injuries. “Are you alright? Was that Shadow? Is it alright?”

“Red, slow down. Let him answer one question before you move on to the next.” Green put a hand on Red’s shoulder as he reached them, also noticeably checking both of his siblings for any injuries.

“Right, right. Sorry. I’m just worried.” Red didn’t even bother to look apologetic while they apologized, and Blue didn’t blame them. They were all worried about Shadow.

“I’m fine, and it was definitely Shadow. Our Shadow.” Blue bit her lip, knowing her siblings would not take this next part well, but also knowing it needed to be said. “It sounded hurt, and scared. It asked for help. Said ‘the mirror must be broken,’ then left.”

Red looked on the verge of tears, and Green immediately got into what the other three had all dubbed ‘Captain Mode’. He straightened his back, and the look in his eyes was reminiscent of their dad in a tough battle. “One at a time, hurt how?”

Blue nodded, treating this like a real field report would be fastest and most efficient. “Its voice sounded shot. One of those shatter scars seemed to be going across its neck, I’m not Vio, so I have no idea what physical repercussions a magical scar like that could have, but I’d be willing to bet it’s correlated.” He paused, thinking, before adding, “If I’m right then the vision in its left eye is also probably fucked up. It seems possessed in some way, so if we need to incapacitate it until we can get it out, that may be to our advantage for now.”

“We’ll need to watch its blind spot once we get it back on our team too.” Red added.

“Right.” Green nodded. “Next, ‘the mirror must be broken,’ are you sure it’s here? Now?”

“I don’t know.” Blue tightened her grip on her hammer. “There was so much clarity in its eyes when it said that, but I can’t imagine why it would ask for help and then tell me to kill it!”

“Blue.” It was a warning, but Blue wasn’t about to listen to it.

“No! I’m sorry Red, but Green, we can’t just ignore that that’s what it asked me to do!” He was pacing now, the other two having to back up as his hammer swung around with the force of his turns. “I don’t give a damn about what this witch is planning for Hytopia, we are not solving this problem by letting Shadow get killed. Again!”

“And I agree, but we have to think about this logically. There has got to be a reason Shadow said it, if it really was present in the current moment when it said that.”

“What does that matter?” Blue stopped her pacing to glare at her brother. “If it was present in the moment, it wants us to kill it ourselves this time!”

“It matters because that means we know to look for a mirror.”

“Green?” Red spoke up for the first time since the other two started arguing, face falling to a horrified gape at the implication.

“Not to break it, Red.” Green winced a bit, not having realized what he had implied at first. “But if the witch brought it back with a mirror, then she must be using the mirror to control it too. Look, let’s get back into town. We need to come up with a plan. We’re gonna put a stop to this, and get Shadow back. Then we’re gonna go home, and all five of us will figure out what the fuck is going on with those portals Vio has been studying. Sound good?”

“I vote we take this straight to the Witch now and break her face. She wants to make it personal, let’s get fucking personal.” Blue’s face was twisted into a pissed and disgusted scowl.

“Well now, isn’t that just sweet.” All three heroes’ heads whipped towards the new voice. “And here I thought the little menace was just deluded.”

“Lady Maud!” Green stepped forward as Red put an arm in front of Blue. “Where is Shadow!”

“Back home for now. It’s such a good little pet now that it actually listens to me.” She hummed, twirling her umbrella. “It was so difficult when I first woke it up. You would think it’d be more grateful of me giving it a new chance at life.”

Blue growled, “Listen here you-”

“Seeing as you heroes tossed it aside before.” Red pulled their hand back and Blue jumped forward, slamming his hammer down where Lady Maud had been standing. They all turned to face her when she spoke up again. “I thought if I brought it back without a physical thing tying its life down we could work out some kind of agreement, seeing as we once had the same goals, but no. It was just so convinced you heroes cared about it, so I simply had to use the mirror. To convince it of the truth.”

“So then,” Red spoke up, pout on their lips, and a glint in his eyes that their siblings recognized all too well, but a stranger would never notice, “Shadow’s life isn’t tied to the mirror anymore?”

“Oh heavens no. What a limitation. I can only imagine why its original creator did that.” Lady Maud tutted, clearly upset about Shadow’s prior ‘limitation’ but the three heroes didn’t care. She had just told them all they needed to know.

Green motioned for Blue and lightly tapped Red’s arm. The two responded in kind, Red nodding, and Blue moving back over to her siblings. Pulling out their fire rod Red stepped up in front of their siblings. “Missus Lady Maud?” The pout they gave her has swayed the mind of even the strictest Hyrule Castle guard. “Would you please just give us our friend back? This fight doesn’t have to involve it.”

Lady Maud raised an eyebrow, she had to admit, where she a weaker woman she might just cave. Instead she laughed. “Oh you sweet thing. No, no. It’s my strongest pet. I can’t just let it go.” She gave them a faux smile as she made a show of wiping a single tear out of the corner of her eye.

Red’s expression turned sour as they swiped their fire rod to block them and their siblings from Lady Maud with a small wall of fire. “I’m not so fond of you using my family as a weapon,” Red looked back up at her as they spoke, and smiled, “So what happens next, is on you.”

“We will get it back, Lady Maud.” Green addressed her as he stepped on the magic circles that would teleport them back to Hytopia Castle.

Blue made a rude gesture as he stood on his own circle. “I’m gonna make you regret fucking with us you-” The end of his sentence was cut off as Red stood on the final circle, activating the teleport and sending them back to the Castle.

#linked universe #blue #red #green #shadow #one verse #my work #mod hibiscus

[curiousquirks]

HIII I love your content so so much!!! ❤️ I hope you’re doing well!

Can we have headcanons or a scenario of Hari with a pregnant s/o? -💛

Hi hi!! Ahhh thank you <3 I hope you're doing well yourself, Anon!! This is an interesting request with my personal version of Hari buuut I do have some headcanons for you!

➥ I never saw Hari as someone who had plans of having children. He wasn’t too fond of them and wasn’t exactly good with them.

➥ His partner would nervously tell him they were pregnant and he’d honestly just stare blankly at them. Bluntly blurting out: “Are you keeping it?” He wasn’t intending it to sound as rude as it did, since at the end of the day Hari recognizes it’s their decision. 

➧ His partner calms his fears, explaining that they don’t expect him to suddenly change his opinion so quickly, having known that he didn’t really want kids, but especially not just because they wanted to have the baby. 

➧ Hari will definitely voice his worries about the child coming out with his quirk, or a variation. He’s not too fond of it himself, but really just not being too keen on quirks in general. 

➥It takes a very very long conversation with Hari before he comes around to the idea. He didn’t have that stable “white picket fence” home life, and being around the Yakuza for the majority of his life put him and his partner in a lot of danger.

➧ His partner can’t expect him to change how he treats them from this point forward. He will honestly forget they’re pregnant sometimes just because he’d force himself into work mode to ease his nervousness about the situation.

➥He will go out of his way to do various tasks for them though. Anything they tell him to do, he’ll get it done quickly and efficiently. 

➧ They want to eat certain foods because it’s good for the baby? Picked them up and found ways to include them in all the meals. They want the nursery set up soon? Hari already put together lists of what is needed and will sit down asking them what they want specifically. 

➥ Hari’s love language is Acts of Service. That didn’t change just because his partner is pregnant, he will just offer different things now. 

➥ There will be some moments when he’ll “slip up” and have softer moments the longer the pregnancy goes on.

➧ Maneuvering himself to lay his head against their stomach, pouting when the baby inevitability kicks him in the face.

➧ Holding up baby shoes while out shopping for things, seeming lost in thought as he internally process how tiny they are.

➧Intentionally showing the stupid and inappropriate onsies and actually being okay with those tacky matching pajama sets for a family but only if they’re ugly.

➧ Cuddling with his partner where he’ll unconsciously softly run his hand along their stomach. When he notices at some point or if they place their hand on his, he’ll stop moving his hand but won’t remove them for their stomach.

➥ Hari was already over protective of his partner, but he just chalks it up to them being in a more delicate state. He refuses to listen to his partner mention anything about base instincts because “That’s just stupid.”

➥ Hari had a intense sex drive before, and it wouldn’t stop just because his partner is knocked up. In fact, something unlocked in him which helped ease him into the idea of having a kid.

➧He’d force himself to be more gentle with his partner, when they’re further along, because he doesn’t want to hurt them. But there’s just something about knowing that he can fill them up constantly that drives him insane in the moment, I mean they’re already pregnant.

➥ It’s harder to have sex spontaniously when it’s in the way, but Hari’s creative. When there’s a will there’s a way.

➥ Definitely 1000% okay with the fact that their chest is more sensitive now. Their reaction is priceless, wiggling beneath him as he teases them relentlessly. The whines are music to his ears. 

#hari kurono x reader #hari kurono #chronostasis x reader #chronostasis #curious little asks #bnha headcanons

[chin-chilla01]

FoxTown, Chapter 3

We've made it to fox town! Rengoku introduces Tanjiro to a few other foxes!

Word count: 4200+

All the stories about FoxTown were bedtime stories told to children to stop them from going too far out of the village, let alone up the mountain. And the intensity of those stories just rose as they got older because the elder folk would recount their own experiences with Foxes, further cementing the terrible reputation of the species.

Many of the stories were about the Fox fires and mimicry. How they pretended to be people you knew and led you away to eat you or kidnap you.

And if you were kidnapped you were taken to the infamous FoxTown. A place they say is like a red-light district or back alley market; where carnivores went to have a good time. They had brothels and butcheries lining the streets, people buying and trading parts of other species for magic potions or just for eating. Sometimes captured prey would be kept within cages to sell to the highest bidder, or that you could use one of them in a brothel.

Carnivores would gather from all over to partake in suspicious rituals for their god, they would dance around temples and offerings to Inari (a deity Tanjiro knew very little about)

Some even said that Foxes would fornicate with humans for favors in their realm, and that's why FoxTown was as large as it was, taking almost the entire mountain top, and they had weird contraptions and magic.

And while Tanjiro had gotten to know Rengoku, and saw him as a fox that wouldn't hurt him; as he stood before massive Torii gates that arched over and lined a very old set of stairs leading up the mountain, it was these stories that forced themselves to the forefront of his mind.

Images of massive maws, blood soaked rooms and cutlery hanging from the walls and ceiling flashed through his mind. He almost lost control of his transformation because of the fear that gripped him so tightly.

"My boy?"

A hand came to rest against Tanjiro's back and the tanuki jolted. His head whipped up, eyes wide and panicked and he had no doubt that he resembled prey in the foxes eyes.

But rather than see him as a tasty morsel Rengoku leaned down looking worried.

"Are you alright? You look terrified."

"I-I'm okay-" Tanjiro's face twisted grotesquely at the lie and the blonde suddenly leaned back. Not really sure how to take that Rengoku blinked several times before he just took Tanjiro by the hand.

"It is alright! I know you have never been, but FoxTown is every fox's home! I promise it will feel natural, like you were born here!"

And then he began to tug Tanjiro up the stairs. The poor tanuki couldn't fight back, his legs had entered autopilot mode out of fear. The Torii gates around them looked well taken care of at least, they were a brilliant shade of red, freshly painted by the look of it. (Which was impressive given the storm they just had.) Now that Tanjiro thought about it, the stone steps were also clear of snow.

Every now and again Tanjiro glanced at them and caught statues of foxes in various poses between the pillars. Some were sitting elegantly, others standing on their hind legs or on the front of their paws as if they were landing from a jump.

One statue Tanjiro stared at so long he thought it was real.

And then its head slowly followed them up the stairs and he threw himself at Rengoku with a cry, wrapping his arms tightly around the man's midsection.

"Tanjiro?" Rengoku asked, wide eyed but amused.

"Th-that statue! The statue is-!" Looking back it was now gone, leaving an empty pedestal behind. This did nothing to ease the fear and anxiety coursing through the boy's body.

But Rengoku let out a booming laugh, the sound of it echoing around them off the mountain. It was so different from the laugh he had while a fox.

"That must have been Gyomei! He often guards the entrance to the village, you see! His fur is thin and such a shade of brown and gray that he looks like the statues! He's also quite large."

"H-he isn't following us is he?"

"Most likely!"

"Eh!?" Tanjiro paled as he stared at Rengoku and that got him another laugh.

"You need not worry! Rather than follow us, think of it as an escort. It's his job to make sure unwanted guests don't come too close to our home!"

Tanjiro blinked at that. You mean they had people they didn't want in the town? They had to guard their town at all? That idea seemed so foreign to Tanjiro's mind…

"My boy," Rengoku's voice drew his attention. "You're still hugging me. Not that I mind!" Three tails wagged happily behind the blonde.

Tanjiro blushed a pretty shade of red before he jumped back, arms up. "I'm sorry! I was just surprised by uh…" he glanced back at the empty pedestal.

"Gyomei."

"Yes-! Gyomei…"

They watched one another, Tanjiro feeling exceptionally more awkward than the golden fox obviously did.

"Well then!" Rengoku barked loudly. "Shall we keep going?"

Ah, right… up the stairs… to the village…

Tanjiro gave a begrudging nod as Rengoku started the walk again.

The staircase felt impossibly long and it was right as Tanjiro was beginning to wonder if he would need to sit down for a break when he saw the top. The last Torii gate was the largest and was decorated in papers and ropes that swayed peacefully, wind chimes and bells sung a soft tune as the wind picked them up.

But beyond the gate Tanjiro couldn't see anything. Was the snow on the other side reflecting the sunlight that much? Because all he could see was a blinding white light and as they got closer he had to squint.

"You just have to walk through!" Rengoku reassured him. "After you!"

Tanjiro glanced at him then back to the white space between the two red pillars. Nervously, he extended one hand towards it and immediately pulled it back when he felt some kind of force push against him.

"What is that?"

"A barrier!" Rengoku put a hand to the back of Tanjiro's shoulder. "You have nothing to fear!"

And then he was shoved from behind.

Tanjiro let out a strangled cry as he fell forward. He had the briefest of thoughts; wondering if maybe all of this had been a trap and now he was about to be snatched up and eaten by the foxes on the other side.

He hit the dirt and lay frozen, staring at the ground. His fight or flight was failing him as his muscles bunched up instead, waiting for the feeling of teeth to clamp onto his arms, his legs, to rip him apart.

But nothing came. Rather he heard the sound of Rengoku walking past him- "Welcome to FoxTown!" -and smelled the powerful aroma of spices in the air.

Tanjiro's head slowly lifted so he wasn't staring at the ground anymore and he gapped at what was before him.

There was no bloody pavement or hanging blades. No obvious brothels-

It was a bustling and excited town full of chatter and families. Stalls lined the street before them selling clothing, goods and delicious smelling foods. Colored strips of paper were woven between some of the buildings and birds could be seen resting peacefully on them. Nearby in a field, likely once used as farmland in spring, children could be seen frolicking in the snow; building snowmen and throwing the white powder at one another in excited squeals.

Farther past the marketplace Tanjiro could see multilayered homes along the landscape, where more people were carrying around building supplies or shoveling snow. Likely making repairs to the homes that have been hit the worst by the blizzard.

Tanjiro watched one man dig out a pile and a woman's head popped out. Wide and surprised the two stared at one another before laughing.

Over all it felt warm, jovial and full of life. The kind of place he could see holding a festival everyday.

"Th-this is FoxTown?" Tanjiro's jaw was completely slack.

"Indeed!" Rengoku was watching him with knowing eyes, though Tanjiro was too mesmerized by the sight before him to notice it. "It's a lovely place isn't it?"

"Yeah…" Tanjiro breathed it before even had a thought to do otherwise. It was nothing like how the stories made it out to be.

A hand came into view and when he followed the arm up he was met with Rengoku's giddy smile.

"What?" Tanjiro asked as he took the hand and was effortlessly lifted to his feet. How strong was Rengoku?

"Your reaction was wonderful!" Rengoku beamed.

"W-well I-"

"Kyoojuurrooooo!!"

Tanjiro jumped when a feminine voice sobbed loudly. When he looked over his eyes bulged. Running over was busty pink haired Vixen, with braids flying out behind her, her eyes were full of tears and her arms were outstretched, revealing a bouncy chest, to grab hold of the golden fox at his side. Her green and yellow kimono billowed out around her as she lunged forward-

"Kanroji!"

Tanjiro could hear the heavy impact of the two colliding together in a hug. He swore he felt the hair on his head flutter about.

"You're alive!" The pink haired fox was crying with how relieved she was to see him. She clung to him with a bear hug, that Rengoku looked like he was suffocating from.

Tanjiro took note about how her two tails matched the colors of her hair: pink with green tips.

"Kanroji please!" Rengoku wheezed as he did his best to return the hug, eventually he was rapidly patting her back to be released. "I am tired!"

"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The woman swiftly let go and took a step back. "I'm so glad you're okay though, we've all been worried sick. Your poor brother thought you died!"

"Ah, yes I'm sure I'm due for a long scolding." The man laughed.

"I'll let everyone know your back!" Kanroji moved to turn around and rush off. But she froze mid spin, one leg up and arms positioned to run, when she spotted Tanjiro. "Oh!"

The boy jolted when the woman was snatching up his hands, squeezing them, and leaning into his space.

"What a cute looking Vixen!" She practically sang. "I don't recognize you!"

"V-vixen?" Tanjiro questioned dubiously.

"I found him outside!" Rengoku said. "He wasn't born in FoxTown, so I had to bring him."

"He wasn't!?" Kanroji looked shocked, her head flipping between the pair of them before settling back on Tanjiro. "My name is Kanroji Mitsuri! I'm a friend of Kyojuros! It's a pleasure to meet you!" She then began shaking his hands vigorously, to which Tanjiro went along with not knowing what else to do.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kanroji!"

"Mitsuri is just fine!"

"I'm Kamado Tanjiro!"

"Tanjiro!" She hopped excitedly into the air. "It's a pleasure to meet you! You're going to love FoxTown!" Her twin tails were wagging intensely behind her.

"Th-thank you!" Tanjiro blinked widely at how happy and energetic this fox was.

"Oh I have to tell everyone about you too! They'll want to throw a party!"

"Eh!?"

"After we've rested, Kanroji!" Rengoku insisted. "I also have important news for Father."

"Of course, of course!" Mitsuri released Tanjiro and he stared at his hands, it felt like they were vibrating with how strong her grip had been. "Are you taking Tanjiro to your estate?"

"Of course!"

"What?" Tanjiro looked up at them.

"Aahh how exciting!" Mitsuri hopped again, squealing in delight. "I'm so excited for you!"

"What, Rengoku-!" Tanjiro quickly interrupted them. "I can't possibly stay with you, I've already inconvenienced you enough!"

"You are far from an inconvenience!" The fox laughed. "Besides, where else will you stay?"

"Th-there must be an inn somewhere right?"

"Hmm, that is a thought!" Rengoku held his chin in thought. "If you're alright with being surrounded by strangers like that!"

Tanjiro's tail slowly bristled, his tone had an underlying message; 'fox strangers'.

The boy balled his fists up, struggling because he wanted to fight back but Rengoku had a point. He would much rather be around others he knew a little bit rather than utter strangers.

Strangers that could bite his throat out.

"A-alright… thank you for having me…"

"It's official!" Mitsuri clapped her hands, she gave Rengoku one last eager smile, which he returned, before she was running off. "I'll see you later Kyojuro!"

Rengoku waved goodbye then turned to Tanjiro. "Now, shall we head home?"

Tanjiro swallowed a lump in his throat before nodding. "Please lead the way."

As a tanuki, Tanjiro lived in a burrow. His family lived in a nice little hillside, with a door and just a few windows indicating anything was going on under that bump of land. Inside looked more like a cozy home and it was always a fun surprise to see the reactions of those who lived above ground when they first went inside.

As far as Tanjiro was aware Foxes were similar, their homes were primarily underground but they called them 'dens' rather than 'burrows'. And he got to see quite a few of them as they walked through town. Rengoku had completely bypassed the main market area of the village and moved right into the residential area. It was like someone had taken the front of a house and put it right up against a hillside. Trees and bushes grew around the building to look decorative but the entire front was just that- a building! Inside likely led into more of the interior for the home.

They looked lovely. Tanjiro had to pause and admire one of their homes when the owners stopped Rengoku to greet him. He stared in wonder at the small entryway and lanterns that hung by the wooden door. It was very traditional, he also took note of the little fox statue right at the end of what he guessed was their front garden. It was small and had red paint on it. Looking around, many of the other homes had one or two decorating their yards. Perhaps it was a guardian statue?

"Tanjiro!" Rengoku called to him and the tanuki realized the home owners were giggling at his curiosity of their den. He flushed darky before quickly joining his companion back up the road.

Those dens had been small and quite frankly, cute. Staring up at Rengoku's home however Tanjiro would not have described it as cute. It was larger, grander and even more traditional than the others. It was a castle built right into the side of the mountain and when Tanjiro turned around he was overlooking almost all the village. A cold wind picked up and tousled around Tanjiro's hair and clothing, the whole atmosphere felt like he was in a story book with the view he was being given.

"What do you think?" Rengoku asked, beaming at him expectantly.

"It's nice. Uh, Large…" he turned and gave Rengoku a small smile and that seemed to be exactly what the blonde had been looking for, if his wagging tails were anything to go off of.

"Good! My home is your home now, I want you to be comfortable!"

"Hey, wait-!" Tanjiro wasn't able to object as Rengoku strode right through the gates and up to the door.

The tanuki was close behind as they entered and Rengoku gave a booming "I am home!!"

At first there was silence, that Tanjiro found unnerving, and then there was the sound of something scrambling in another room, a thud, some cursing and then rapid footsteps that got louder until-

A bundle of clothing came flying into the hallway and Tanjiro jumped, grabbing hold of his own tail. There were annoying whimpers before the pile of laundry was thrown onto the floor and suddenly Tanjiro was staring at a miniature Rengoku.

His eyes were the same. His hair was the same (except it was in a full ponytail), his ears and single tail, even his EYEBROWS were the same!! It was like someone had cloned the man!

"Brother!!" The boy looked like a mess. His face was twisting with emotion like he couldn't decide to be angry, sad or relieved to see the older fox.

"Senjuro!" Rengoku's expression softened considerably at the sight of him and he held his arms out to welcome him into a hug.

At first the boy looked defiant, but then fat tears built up and he was throwing himself into the warm arms of his brother, sobbing.

"Sorry I worried you." Rengoku gently pet the boy's head as he spoke softly.

"Don't you ever do that again." Senjuro whimpered into his clothing.

Tanjiro felt relaxed by the interaction, it reminded him of his own family. His heart began to ache at the memories that flooded his mind and he felt his ears droop.

"About time you got back. Who is that?"

Tanjiro's attention was thankfully drawn away from his own thoughts and he once again had to do a double take. He was much scruffier, but this must have been their father. He was another carbon copy of the two Rengoku next to him but he was much more.. intimidating…

In a red and black Yukata, with a black Haori thrown around his shoulders he approached the three of them. Nine tails swayed behind him.

"Father." Rengoku gave him a bow once Senjuro released him.

"Who is this?" The man grunted again, standing in front of him Tanjiro realized just how large this fox was. So much larger than Rengoku… His gaze was piercing and Tanjiro could feel power radiating off of him, it filled him with the urge to lay down and give up.

"Kamado Tanjiro!" Rengoku said eagerly, he watched his father expectantly. "I found him out in the blizzard and have brought him home!"

The man's expression darkened a little before he leaned forward and it took everything in Tanjiro not to let his knees buckle.

The nine tailed fox sniffed at one side of Tanjiro's head, then the other.

Tanjiro blinked and quickly patted his cheeks in confusion after he pulled away.

The man looked him up and down, then his hand came out of his sleeve to grab hold of one of the earrings dangling from Tanjiros ears. The tanuki worried for a moment if they could see through his transformation, he had been holding it for a while and was beginning to tire.

The oldest Rengoku looked confused before he turned his head to his son, who only flicked his ears at him. Whatever silent conversation they had through that subtle movement was enough to satisfy something because the man released the earring and stepped back. "Kyojuro, come."

Rengoku looked over the moon. "Yes sir!"

"What just happened?" Tanjiro asked once he got over his stunned silence.

"You may stay!" The fox cheered happily. "For now at least."

"For now?" Tanjiro glanced at Senjuro, who seemed to be the only one looking concerned for their sudden arrival.

"Now then!" Rengoku drew both boys' attention before anyone could address Tanjiros concern.

There was a pause. Everyone was staring at each other as they waited.

"Rengo-?"

And then their clothing immediately melted away into water.

"AH!" Tanjiro went slack jawed.

"I'm exhausted!" The fox declared.

"Brother!" Senjuro's voice cracked as both males were suddenly naked. He scrambled back to the laundry he had abandoned and found sheets large enough to wrap them in.

"Tanjiro, please make yourself comfortable! Senjuro please lead him to a room, I need to meet with Father." Rengoku, wrapped in a white sheet, was already hurrying away.

"Brother-" Senjuro called to him but he was a fox on a mission. "Make sure you rest!"

"Mhm!"

And then the two boys were left alone. They stood there quietly for a moment before Senjuro gave him a small smile. "It's nice to meet you by the way, my name is Senjuro."

"Tanjiro." The two bowed to one another.

"So… right this way!" Senjuro gestured for him to follow. "I'll get you some fresh clothing."

Tanjiro followed after the boy and he found himself getting attached already, he was small -a kit Tanjiro thinks they're called?- and had such a gentle atmosphere about him. It reminded Tanjiro of Nezuko. He noticed that Senjuro also smelled like smoke, but there was a hint of spices to it too. In Fact the whole den smelled smokey, if Tanjiro didn't know better he would have guessed they just put a fire out.

"So…" he watched Senjuro's ears flick back when he spoke. "Is it really okay for me to stay here...?"

"Well, father didn't immediately throw you out, so that's a good thing." The blonde boy looked over his shoulder at him. "I'm sure it will be discussed in further detail later though after everyone has rested. These last few days must have been very tiring for you!"

"They sure have…" Tanjiro couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped his lips. Tiring was a bit of an understatement; his transformation had been straining him because of how much he'd been using it and now that everything was settled and he had a moment to relax, he could feel the urge to hibernate creeping back into his bones. His feet were shuffling and his eyes were feeling heavy.

"You can have this room." Senjuro slid a paper door over and stepped aside for Tanjiro to enter. The room was the same size as his living room back home; it was fairly empty though aside from furniture and small decorations. As he walked in and looked around he noticed how the ground dipped slightly and he saw the center of the floor had a small concave to it.

"What's this?" Tanjiro asked as he turned to the small fox.

"Hm?" Senjuro looked surprised. "It's a nesting bowl. For your nest!"

A silence hung in the air and it very quickly got awkward.

"Uh-" Senjuro's smile got nervous. "Do you not like it? Foxes tend to like the little space for their nest, do you need some pillows and cloth, would that make it better?"

"No no, that's alright!" Tanjiro waved his hands, quick to ease the boy. "I'm just surprised, that's all."

"Does your den back in the forest not have one?"

"No." Tanjiro turned to look at the dip again. His nest back home was just a shared one between him and all his siblings, as they did not have the space for private ones. But it wasn't a dip in the ground full of nesting material, it was just several large pillows stacked in a circle to create the nest and then filled with whatever was comfortable. "I just stack pillows and blankets in a circle."

"Oh! Well I hope you enjoy it while you stay here." Senjuro turned towards the door. Why don't you relax while I go and get you some proper clothing, I can also grab you some spare pillows and blankets!"

"Thank you, I'd appreciate that Senjuro!"

The young fox bowed before he left and slid the paper door shut. Tanjiro listened to the sounds of his retreating footsteps before he was left alone with his own thoughts.

"Ah… how did this happen…" he let his body collapse right into the nesting area. He could already imagine how heavenly it would feel filled with clothing and pillows and the idea of having his own nest to himself made a part of Tanjiro purr happily. The other part was worried sick about his family. If he couldn't go home immediately then he'd have to find a way to send them a message and let them know he was okay- alive at least! Maybe he'd ask Senjuro about sending a letter before his father decides he isn't welcome here anymore, which in his mind felt like any moment.

A horrible thought suddenly crossed his mind; what if they came looking for him? He'd been missing what, four- five days now? His family certainly wouldn't be sitting back just waiting for him to come home. He could easily picture Nezuko leading a charge up the mountain because she assumed some animal had captured him. God forbid if they got that wild child Inosuke involved. Tanjiro would probably hear him before he saw him, and he'd probably meet Gyomei…

Tanjiro let out a loud groan as his hands came up to cover his eyes. The feeling of letting them close was heavenly and he knew if he stayed like this for too long he'd certainly fall asleep, but he wasn't sure if he'd be able to wake up again. His younger siblings had likely already started their hibernation, and it made him feel worse knowing Nezuko and his mother would put off their own because of how worried they were for him.

His arms fell down at his sides, but his eyes remained closed. "This isn't good…" he muttered tiredly.

Everything had escalated so quickly…

…………..

……..

…

"Tanjiro?" Senjuro called from behind the closed door. When he didn't get a response he opened it up just enough to peek inside. A smile pulled at his lips as he saw the other boy curled up, asleep and completely wrapped up in the blanket he'd gotten before.

"I'll just leave these here." Senjuro said softly as he left clothing and a few pillows and blankets neatly folded and stacked inside right by the door. "Sleep well Tanjiro." He said before closing the door softly.

#rentan #kyotan #konpon #fox rengoku #rengoku x tanjiro #tanuki tanjiro #demon slayer fanfic

[juuheizou]

which situations and/or circumstances could lead juuzou to a panic attack and how would mutsuki comfort him and gently help guide him out of it? how is his mood after it happens? love youuu<3

Aww, you're so kind. Thank you for the heart!

which situations and/or circumstances could lead juuzou to a panic attack?

Whether you meant to word it this way deliberately or not, but I COMPLETELY agree with you that it is more situations that bring trauma to the surface for him than the things we commonly associate with triggers, like one particular sight/sound/etc. For example, when he is in an interaction where he feels judged, especially like his body is under question and scrutiny, in the original series, we see him freeze up. It's whole situations and the feelings they bring out that take him back to those bad places in his mind, and his fight-or-flight state varies from becoming irritable with a short anger/fight fuse to more frozen and numb. Another emotional trigger of his is feeling trapped or like his sense of self is stripped from him. He can also have shutdowns and meltdowns from sensory and information overload that look pretty similar.

how would mutsuki comfort him and gently help guide him out of it?

Honestly, when Suzuya is at the shutdown/meltdown point, there isn't much Mutsuki can do until it passes. At most, he can hand him something to squeeze/hit/cry into and stay out of the way when Suzuya goes through a more explosive meltdown, maybe sit with him until he starts to come out of the more spacey, numb shutdowns. There isn't really any guiding him out of it, though. If it happens somewhere public, he might try with some success to guide him from the physical location they're at to somewhere quieter and away from stimuli that are actively making it worse, in which case it's the safest to talk him through where they're going or try until he at least has enough of his attention that Suzuya will follow him if he tries to lead him somewhere, even if he doesn't fully process the words being said. I think it's a moment where Mutsuki really realized how much he cares about Suzuya when he couldn't get through to him even that little bit and just stays by him in some public place where people are now staring and judging both of them, but he can't let Suzuya suffer alone.

That being said, Mutsuki is almost always there (and wishes he was whenever something happens and he can't be) when he does come out of it on his own with his favorite blanket, stuffed animal, snack, and drink, plus a healing hug if he needs one. Suzuya knows these things bring him comfort and is perfectly capable of self-soothing when he's distressed, especially in :re when in my headcanon world, he's been exposed intensively to an epic amount of ways to calm the savage nervous system, but having it ready for him to just crumble into, he learns from being with Mutsuki, is really nice. Mutsuki knows him well enough not to push him, but he makes himself available if Suzuya wants to talk about it or anything, though he usually doesn't.

how is his mood after it happens?

Physically and mentally exhausted. Quiet. Subdued. Lots of things you would never associate with Suzuya Juuzou, but being in red-alert mode for however long it lasts at any given time takes it out of him like a grueling mission, except there's no excitement, no blood and guts, no high of any kind after, so only the exhaustion remains. He often just wants to nest up with his comfort objects and do nothing, maybe put in a movie or some distraction that doesn't require energy he doesn't have if he's feeling spicy.

#answers #anon #suzumutsu #juuzou suzuya

[moondragon618]

Just remembered something I experience occasionally that I could project onto c!Tommy lol

So I'm pretty sure this thing that I'm referring to is hypnagogic hallucinations, which are hallucinations that happen as you're falling asleep (there's also hypnopompic hallucinations which happen as you're waking up, which I also get but not nearly as often lol). They can be visual, auditory, or somatic (feeling or sensing something that isn't there), and usually only last like a minute.

Basically it's like your brain activates dream mode a little too early and you end up awake but partially dreaming (and with hypnopompic ones it's like you wake up but your brain forgets to turn off dream mode).

Also apparently it's a pretty common thing but I never see anyone talk about it (outside of like, sleep paralysis) so enjoy my over-explanation ig lol

Anyway now for what I'm getting at with this: hc that c!Tommy also has them. This will be very much based on my own personal experience ofc (but like. with added angst lol).

/rp

I'm thinking if Tommy's had them his whole life like I have, he probably assumes it's just a weird sleep thing that happens sometimes, and figures it's just his brain still dreaming after waking up or smth (basically how I thought of it before looking into it lol).

They're probably not all that distressing at first; just stuff like seeing some unidentifiable shape in the dark or briefly hearing the sound of voices nearby. Like at worst, maybe he panics for a moment bc those furnaces in his house look a lot like a creeper that somehow got inside while he was sleeping. But after a few moments of staring intensely and trying not to be noticed, he realizes it's not moving. And is fading out the longer he looks at it. And he definitely just woke up seeing shit again lmao.

But here's where it gets interesting:

It gets worse over time, especially during and after exile (and I imagine as the trauma piles up his sleep quality just gets progressively worse which definitely wouldn't help at all). You can probably figure out where this is going lmao

Imagine; Tommy trying to get some actual sleep for once during exile. He's finally slipping into unconsciousness when he hears it.

"Drop your stuff in the hole, Tommy."

Suddenly he startles awake, instinctively getting up and running out of Tnret (fuck he must have slept in or something-), mumbling apologies as he drops all his stuff in the hole-

But there is no hole. He just dropped all his stuff on the ground. He looks around in confusion as the anxiety fades, only to find that there's no one around, and it's like the middle of the night, and what the fuck was that about-

Sometimes he hears his voice, and sometimes he'll catch a glimpse of green and a white, smiling mask in the dark. It's very nerve wracking in the moment when he can't be sure if it's real or not.

It scares the shit out of him a couple times when he's hiding out at Techno's, enough that it takes him a bit to calm down even after he realizes it's not real. (There was also that small part of him that was happy to see Dream again, but he prefers not to think about that.)

He especially hates it after Dream is put in prison, and it gets even worse after his death and revival. It's like Dream is still haunting him, even when he's locked away. It makes him even more scared to sleep, as if the nightmares weren't bad enough.

It's a million times worse after the prison break because there's a non-zero percent chance that Dream is actually there.

He usually isn't. But there were a couple times it really was him and Tommy assumed (desperately hoped) that he was just seeing things again :)

You could also easily throw some sleep paralysis in here too, I just really liked that exile scenario I mentioned earlier lol. I could go on about the possibilities with this but this is getting long so I'll leave it at this for now lmao <3

#c!prime thoughts #dream smp #dsmp #c!tommy #c!dream #c!primeboys #c!discduo #tw abuse #tw stalking

[fratboykate]

Everyone is going to hate me for this but I'm an agnst slut and all we've gotten is FBAU fluff and happy times. Give us some Kate and Yelena P A I N. It can't have all been good. Make me FEEL ALIVE (by making them suffer a little hehe), Papi.

Oh, no no. They had their EXPLOSIVE moments. Are you kidding? Those two?! There was a lot of like couple bickering all the time but they didn't argue a lot. When they did go into FULL ARGUMENTS tho? ...LORDDDDDD. I've never met a couple who has crazy intense sex that doesn't have equally crazy intense fights lol.

Here's 3.2k of pure fight-y angst lol...

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3:24am.

Yelena leaves her phone off silent mode if Kate is going to be out and she's not going with her in case something happens…like tonight.

Her phone rings. Once. Twice. Thrice. She finally wakes up on the fourth ring.

"Hello?" A groggy voice. She huffs air through her nose loudly as she throws the cover off her body and reaches for the night lamp, turning it on, and heading for the closet. "Can you text me the address? Thanks."

Yelena hangs up and throws her phone back on the bed while she moves into her closet to pick the first easy but warm thing she finds.

---

Yelena gets out of a rideshare and steps onto the crunchy February snow.

"Thanks."

Yelena looks back into the car to glance at the driver before slamming the door shut. Then, she turns to study the house and view in front of her. Drunk people linger outside, some stumbling home, some making out against the wall, and some passed out on the curb.

Yelena walks into the property and the sight inside isn't any better. The house is still packed and everyone is beyond intoxicated. Strangers try to drag her to dance and she pulls away.

She cranes her neck to find anyone familiar until she spots a group of Kate's friends. She beelines for them.

"YELLYYYYYY!"

One of the drunk girls from the archery team greets her. Yelena fakes a smile.

"Hi. Have you seen Greer?"

"WHAT?!"

"Greer? Have you seen her? She called me about Kate?"

"YES! KATE! SHE'S SO IN LOVE WITH YOU!"

Yelena sighs.

"Have you seen Kate?"

"She's FUCKEDDDDDDDD!"

One of the other girls chimes in.

"Yeah…I heard…"

"Hiiii!" Yelena feels a tap on her shoulder. It's Greer. "You came!"

"Where is she?"

"Upstairs. We put her to bed." Greer laughs. "Like a baby."

"What room?"

"One of them."

"Great. Super helpful. Thanks."

Yelena heads for the stairs. She starts opening doors. First one: five people are having sex inside and they don't even bother to look up. Yelena rushes to close the door. Second door: two people passed out, one on the bed and one on the floor. On her third attempt, she finds Kate, but, to her surprise, she's not alone.

Kate lies in bed and a younger girl wearing an outfit that is much too skimpy for this cold winter is next to her. Their faces are mere inches apart. The girl smiles and moves closer. It's clear she's flirting.

"Kate…"

"BABYYYYY! What are you doing here?!"

The drunk girl promptly straightens and sits up.

“I was just helping her.”

“I’m sure. Please leave us alone.” Yelena watches the girl leave. "YOU…are fucking unreal."

Yelena grits through her teeth as she approaches the bed. Kate stares at her and smiles.

"You're so pretty."

Yelena grabs her arm and pulls it, forcing her to sit up but Kate is dead weight.

"Katherine…"

Kate pulls Yelena down and closer to her. That's when Yelena clocks Kate's saucer-sized pupils and bloodshot eyes.

"Oh my god! Are you high?!"

Kate gives her a dopey smile. Yelena looks at her, aggravated.

"Hiiiii!!! I love you so much. You don't even know. I love you this much…"

“Let’s go…”

Yelena tries to make her stand again. Kate, undeterred keeps talking.

"…No actually it's more than my arms stretch. I can't even show you. But it's A LOT!"

"I'm not in the mood. GET UP."

"Or you lay down. That sounds better."

"I'm asking you one last time: get up or I'm leaving and you find your own way home."

Kate doesn't immediately stand. She instead starts laughing. Yelena walks away from the bed and towards the door. She opens it and makes it half a step into the hallway before hearing an empty thud. Her hand isn't even off the doorknob yet. When she pushes the door again, Kate is face down on the floor, trying to stand. Yelena runs to her.

"Fucking hell, Kate."

Yelena wraps Kate's arm around her neck and walks them out of the room then out of the house.

---

Yelena holds Kate upright by the wall outside the house by pressing her hand against Kate's chest. She simultaneously looks up and down the street as they wait for the car she ordered.

"Baby…pssssst…babe…Yel…"

Kate makes a poor attempt at whispering.

"Kate, I suggest you leave me alone right now."

"Pssss…Can I tell you a secret?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I need you to stop talking to me."

"Why?"

"Because I'm really fucking pissed off at you at the moment."

"Why?"

Right then the car pulls up.

"Walk." Yelena removes her hand from Kate's chest and Kate instantly tips forward. Had Yelena not caught her, she would've face planted against the pavement. Immediately after catching her, Yelena guides her to the car and into the back seat. "I should've let you eat it. Maybe you would've learned."

---

Yelena had the most aggravating twenty-five-minute car ride of her life. She then somehow manages to get Kate up her three-story walk-up and into her apartment, then pushes her onto the couch.

"You're not sleeping in my bed."

"M'kay."

Kate smiles and turns to face the back cushion, snuggling into the couch, completely unfazed.

Yelena turns to get Kate some water and when she turns back to the living room, she finds Kate half standing on the couch trying to dance to no music.

"Get down!" Yelena doesn't scream at her, but she speaks forcefully as she walks over. "People are sleeping, Kate!"

Yelena looks down the hallway to make sure her roommates are still unbothered. She manages to get Kate to sit down. Kate leans back and throws her arms in the air, closes her eyes, smiles like she doesn't have a care in the world, and starts swaying to non-existent music. She then flops down onto the couch and turns to face its back, burying her face into the oversized cushions. She's getting ready to pass out.

"What did you take?" Kate doesn't respond right away. "What did you fucking take, Kate?"

"Teeny bit..." Kate presses her index finger and thumb together. "…of coke. ButitwasobviouslyjackedcuzI'msotired."

Kate speaks so fast it all comes out as a mumble of one word. Yelena goes from angry to FUCKING LIVID in a second.

"Cocaine, Katherine?! Are you fucking serious?! You quite literally sat in the car with your mom and dropped your brother off at rehab. You scream at him about it and then you turn around and do the same shit?! Congratulations. Way to win the hypocrite of the year award."

At the mention of her brother Kate grows more serious.

"He can't handle his shit. I can."

"CLEARLY." Yelena starts to walk to her room but then storms back into the living room. "I'm done. I'm done, Kate. I'm not doing this shit anymore."

Kate half turns on the couch to face Yelena, suddenly looking the soberest she has had all night.

"What the fuck?"

"I walked in on you in bed with another girl. WHAT THE FUCK YOURSELF!"

Now Yelena doesn't care about volume anymore. Fuck her roommates.

"She was there for two seconds before you got there."

"I don't care if she was there for half a second! You don't do that if you're with someone!"

"Nothing happened. We were over the covers, all our clothes on, talking, for two seconds. She walked in looking for somewhere to sleep."

"And obviously the best place was next to your fucking mouth, huh?!"

"NOTHING HAPPENED! You should know me better than that!"

"Right now, I don't know you at all."

"If you don't trust me, then maybe yeah...maybe we should end it."

"Maybe we should."

"Great. I'm done being with someone who is incapable of having fun half the time."

"Perfect because I'm over your bullshit and your immaturity. Grow the fuck up."

Kate tries to stand, takes two steps, and face plants.

"Get back on the couch."

Kate stands and stumbles to the door.

"Fuck that! I'm not spending the night here. You think I'd fucking cheat on you. I'm a lot of things but "cheater" isn't one of them."

"Do what you want."

Kate STRUGGLES to get to the door, but she eventually does and leaves.

---

Twenty minutes later. Kate is sitting against the wall of the barbershop two blocks east. Her knees are tucked into her chest, her arms are wrapped around her knees, and her head is buried between her arms. She's effectively a ball.

Suddenly her head is pulled up. Her groggy eyes meet Yelena's weepy ones.

"You're such an idiot."

"…Times'it?"

"Like 4:45. Five. I don't know. It's two degrees outside. You left without a jacket and no wallet. I've been walking around trying to find you."

Yelena notices Kate's lip is busted open and her eyebrow and forehead are all scratched.

"What happened?!"

"Ice. Slipped."

"Jesus, Kate."

Yelena throws Kate's arm over her neck and makes her stand. Once she is, she puts the jacket she brought for her on.

"Come on. You're freezing."

They start walking back to Yelena's apartment.

"You're VERY pretty and I love you a fuck ton. You don't even know."

Kate giggles in that annoying, non sober way. Yelena doesn't respond.

---

Sometime mid-day the next day.

Yelena sits at her desk when Kate wakes up in her bed.

"There's water, Aleve, and snacks on the table."

"Thanks babyyyy."

Kate says while groaning and stretching. She leans over and pops the pills but hisses when she puts the glass to her busted lip.

"The fuck?"

Kate touches her lip, no recollection of it happening.

"Yeah, it looks bad. You need to get up and clean that. I tried to earlier but you kept moving."

"What happened?"

"You. You happened."

"Vague and mysterious."

Kate laughs and leans over to grab the food Yelena had laid out for her. It was an assortment of some of her favorite, easy-to-eat, hangover snacks. She opens one of the bags and starts casually eating.

"It's not funny, Kate."

Yelena turns to glare at her.

"You woke up in a mood today…"

"I'm not 'in a mood', I'm angry."

"Okay, well, don't take it out on me."

"I'm angry AT YOU!"

"I literally JUST woke up. How can you be mad at me?"

Kate laughs. Yelena sits in silence for a long while. The only thing that fills the room is the sound of Kate rifling through the plastic snack bags and chewing.

"If we're going to keep doing this then I have two rules. I knew who you were when I started dating you so I can't ask you to become someone different for me. I can't force you to stop drinking or partying. I'm not going to do that, but I will not…I WILL NOT…deal with you being high. I won't do it. I've seen what it's done to your brother and I'm not going to stand by and watch you maybe do it to yourself. I don't ask for much but if this is going to keep being a thing then my biggest rule is: no hard drugs…Okay?" Kate ponders for a long beat. Yelena scoffs. "Is 'me or drugs?' really THAT hard of a choice?"

"No. No." Kate shrugs. "I simply hate ultimatums."

"It's not an ultimatum. It's me setting a boundary. It's me telling you what my limits are and last night, that was my limit. THAT is not happening again. I'm not tolerating it. I love you but that's not something I ever want to do again. I roamed around at four in the fucking morning trying to look for you in the cold because you walked out of here stumbling and I knew there was no way you were getting home. I was going to leave you out there because maybe you needed that to fucking learn but I also know the kind of people that exist and I would've never forgiven myself if something happened to you. The longer I couldn't find you the more scared I got and the scenarios going through my head were…I was terrified, Kate. I'm never going through that again. EVER."

"What's the second rule?"

"Therapy. We go to couple's therapy."

Kate chuckles and speaks through a mouthful of protein bar.

"We're fucking twenty two. We don't need couple's therapy."

"Based on last night's conversation, yeah…we do. We've said we want this to be a thing for a long time, we're talking about Boston, but I saw the cracks for the first time last night and they're MASSIVE, Kate. We either bring someone in to help us start patching them now or it's not going anywhere. I'm not moving to another state with you if this doesn't happen."

"More ultimatums."

"More boundaries."

Kate stands and paces in front of the bed.

"The fact that you have to think about it this hard is…….."

"I don't fucking like being told what to do. Always hated it. Makes me want to do the exact opposite."

"Right, okay. If me telling you the two things that will save this relationship makes you want to do the opposite then maybe we ARE over."

"Can I think about it?"

"NO! WHAT THE FUCK IS THERE TO THINK ABOUT?! NO DRUGS AND THERAPY. IT'S A SIMPLE 'YES OR NO'!"

"Don't yell at me."

"Then stop being fucking frustrating, Kate!"

"Fine."

"No! NO! I don't want it to be a 'fine'. That's you giving me a throwaway answer."

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!"

"I WANT YOU TO WANT TO BE IN THIS WITH ME!"

"Would I be here getting yelled at when I'm hungover if I didn't?!"

"I doubt you can actually walk out of here yet, so I don't think you have much of a choice…"

"I want to be here."

"Then act like it."

"How does one do that exactly? Agree to your one sided terms?"

"Okay, what are YOUR rules then? Tell me. How can *I* be a better girlfriend? What are these egregious things I'm doing that are crossing your boundaries. Put them on the table." Kate stands in silence. "Right. You have nothing."

Kate leans against the wall, crosses her arms over her chest, and stares at Yelena.

"I don't like ultimatums."

"You've mentioned. I've also told you it's not one." They stare at each other. Yelena breaks the eye contact after a long beat and returns to her computer. "I have a paper. It's fucking ridiculous and kind of insulting to be honest that you can't give me an answer but…I guess here we are." Yelena types for a few seconds then stops but doesn't take her eyes off her screen. "Stay or leave. I don't care but if you walk out that door and you haven't given me one, it's done."

"That's a fucking ultimatum!"

"That one, yeah. That one was."

Yelena turns to stare at Kate for a moment then goes back to her computer.

"You're just trying to push my buttons."

"You push mine ALL.THE.FUCKING.TIME! Doesn't feel good, does it?"

Yelena slams her laptop shut, pushes her chair back, and turns her body outwards to face and glare at Kate.

"This is fucked."

"What is?"

"This whole thing."

"It's a 'whole fucked thing' of your doing."

"Right. Just my fault."

"Coke, Kate? FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"

Kate rolls her eyes.

"It was like four lines and it was obviously a dud. Get over it. It's not a big deal."

"Get out."

"What?"

"Grab your shit and get out."

"What the fuck?"

"Kate, grab your shit and leave. I'm done."

"Yel, come on."

Yelena stands and heads for the bedside table. She unplugs Kate's phone, grabs her wallet and keys, then moves to where Kate stands immobile. She shoves the things into Kate's chest. She holds the pants and sweater strewn over the foot of the bed and adds them to the pile on Kate's hand, then pushes her towards the door. It all happens so fast that Kate - who is wearing nothing but boxers and her sports bra - doesn't have time to react.

"I'll pack the rest of your stuff and text you when you can come pick it up. I'll make sure I'm not here. Get out."

"Dude."

Kate tries to resist, but Yelena is literally SHOVING her to the front door. When they get there, Yelena grabs Kate's coat from the hook and her boots from the floor and also throws them at Kate.

"Can you stop?! Yelena! Seriously?!"

Yelena opens the door.

"Out."

"Can I at least put clothes on?"

"OUT!"

Kate takes two steps outside the door, drops all her stuff right onto Yelena's welcome mat, and begins to change right in the middle of the hallway. Yelena slams the door in her face without another word.

---

Five days later.

They haven't talked. Not for Kate's lack of trying. She's tried calling, texting, Facetiming…all unanswered.

Kate eventually texts Yelena's roommate to confirm Yelena is home and shows up at the apartment. She tells the roommate to make sure she's the one who opens the door so Yelena can't shut the door in her face when she sees her.

Kate knocks on Yelena's door.

"Yeah?"

Kate can hear the sadness in Yelena's voice. When Kate walks in, she doesn't expect to see Yelena curled up in bed sobbing.

"What are you doing here? Leave. I have nothing to say to you."

"Three minutes."

"No. Nothing. Leave."

"Two minutes."

"LEAVE!"

"One minute."

Yelena throws the pillow behind her head in Kate's direction.

"No minutes. Got it." Kate digs into her pocket and takes out a business card then places it on Yelena's desk. "Tuesday next week. 4:30. Address is on the card. I already had a consultation with her. She's pretty dope. I think you'd like her. I'll be standing outside the building at four…I want to be in this with you."

Kate leaves.

---

Tuesday.

4:20 - Kate stands outside the building, looking in both directions, then repeatedly hitting the lock and unlock button on her phone to look at the clock.

4:21 - No Yelena in sight. Kate nods and heads inside. She walks the length of the expansive lobby towards the elevators. She hits the up button and waits.

4:23 - The elevator arrives.

4:24 - The elevator door opens. Kate presses the 17th-floor button. The door starts to close, then a hand cuts in and stops it. The elevator door opens again. Yelena steps inside.

"You're late."

Kate utters with a playful smirk without taking her eyes off the elevator door.

"You're not in the session yet are you?"

"No."

"Then I'm on time."

Kate reaches out for Yelena's hand and after a second of hesitation, Yelena takes it. Their fingers interlace.

"We're not okay. This isn't us being okay, Kate."

"But we will be."

4:25 - They exit the elevator and enter the door on the far left with the sign that reads: "Kirsten O'Grady, Ph.D. Clinical Psychologist - Couple's & Family Therapy". They disappear behind it.

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can i get another random fact about your superior spidey? and a headcanon about ps4 peter ? :3

OMGG YAYY YAYYYYY OFC U CAN :3 !!💙🦋 ooo I'm literally gonna be insane with this avert ur eyes YIPPPEEE YIPPPEE YIPPEEEE

Im gonna hit u with a big very delusional one ^_^ This is more of a silly thang that could or could not be seen in universe BUT superiors eyes flash either green amber or red (sorta like some animals' eyes in the dark) when he's feeling rlly intense emotions ^_^

Green is when he's a little malicious and he's got more of his old villain-y vibe going on, usually when he's like reaal annoyed or frustrated but in his arrogant petty evil genius way :3 usually nothing bad ACTUALLY happens, but when he's like this he goes a bit more extreme/suspicious with his methods but its always a ploy or a trick to get the badguy to back off, like threatening an innocent or being mischievously unpredictable >:3 it flashes briefly like when authors say characters have a mischievous glint in their eyes ^_^ I'd say this is triggered by more negative emotions like frustration and anger

Amber is when more of the. .Spidey side comes out, very empathetic and protective of innocents and also usually a big worrier</3 its usually when he sees someone in imminent danger and he goes full hero mode doing things he would normally say he finds illogical, like having 0 self preservation to jump into action to save someone !! :3 or going out of his way to do more than he would usually see fit !! While usually his more logical approach to saving people results in the least damage or harm to all parties, this helps in situations where he really has no time to think, but always ends with him getting more beaten up than usual </3 it flashes for longer than the green and usually lingers throughout whatever heroic action he's suddenly had the urge to take <3 I guess this is more positively charged since its his desire to help others and keep others safe? Its based on love for others I guess ^_^

Red is my most insanest idea because its all my own weird take 💕 Unlike green and amber where its some aspect of his thought process having more influence than usual in emotionally charged situations, red is uhhmm I'm a bit silly ok get this . So I had an idea before I read the comics that since he is able to access the memories of peter parker and they were like, not very spiderman-focused, the essence of "spiderman" <-strong capable and confident 'great power', is seperate from the peter parker stuff, which is the 'great responsibility' and all that.. so,, in like legitimately. Insane. Emotionally supercharged situations with high stakes.. things get funky... Now otto used to be very good at handling intense negative emotions (with violence) but with the new morals factoring in and the way its affected him I feel like even he would get overwhelmed in some situations. And in those most horrid scenarios bestie... he just is not there!! the superior spiderman is acting purely on that 'spiderman essence' but without the restraint of peter parkers compassion or otto octavius' logic.. its a little scarymode because its like unhinged strength and impulsive action, and of course backed up by intense emotion. Is it negative or positive ?? We doesnt know at this point!! It's all so overwhelming that he goes a little nuts with it.. definitely a combo of both tho. Maybe intense fear but with millions of lives and his loved ones at stake!! Obv comic superior would probably be able to handle it but like my superior is some poor little meow meow who has trouble dealing with the whole conflicting personality thing. Uhm anyway I'm normal💖💙🦋☝️ it is super bright and stays like that for however long it lasts like straight up animal staring at you in the dark core. He says almost NOTHING when he's like this and is tunnel vision on his goal(which may or may not be good) HAS THIS HAPPENED BEFORE ? answer is NO !! but its smn i think abt sometimes ^_^

But ofc none of this can be seen under the mask so whatever. <- will rip his suit so much just for this

Anyway that was very normal of me ! Onto MY BLORBO BUNGUS PETER PS4 PARKERR !!! Honestly my ver of him is pretty close to canon! A headcanon I do have tho for both the actual game and for my little au is that yknow at the end of the 2020 game miles is able to drink upside down and that shows him settling into being a fully fledged spiderman.. I think abt that a lot because its so cute.. anyway I think that that end scene is not the first time he's done it in front of peter and the first time he actually did it they celebrated SO hard. U can tell miles was really into it cuz during the montage with ganke he was practicing and failing and dropping his cup silly style </3 HES SOO SILLY I THINK ABT THIS A LOT. PETER PROBABLY MADE THAT A PART OF THE SPIDERMAN TRAININGS AFTER HE CAME BACK AND FOUND OUT MILES WANTED TO BE ABLE TO DO THAT !! He probably ended every session by treating miles to some yummy drinks and teaching him how to get comfortable drinking upside down.. and they probably got soo excited when miles finally got it they went to show ganke and miles got too excited and just dropped the cup again and they all had a great time giggling abt it ^_^ and when he finally successfully does it in front of ganke, ganke LOSES IT because that's SO FUN AND HES BEEN TRYING TO DO IT FOR DAYS

#JUST WANNA SAY UR SOOO EVEYRTGING #auagiagdogdhl u are EVERYTHING!!!!! UR THE BACKBONE OF WHIMSY UR THE WHIMSY SPIRIT THATS WHAT THEY CALL U!!! LOVE UUU!!💥💥🦋💙💙💙💙🦋🦋 #glad i get to share this ^_^ very silly stuff from the corners of my mind!!!! #im actually maybe gonna post abt anotehr idea seperately someday >:3 thanks to UR AWESOME FRIENDLY MODE SUPPORT AND ENCOURAGEMENT #if nobody got me ik the silly spiderman tumblrmutual got me<33333 #superior spidey #u know what if i ever officially name this i will call it somewhat synths superior spidey based on that one tag u left bcoz its so good #ALSO FOR THE RED EYE THING.. THERE WAS ONE PART IN THE COMICS WHERE SUPERIOR TRIED TO MAKE A DEAL WITH MEPHISTO TO #REVERT HIM BACK TO EVIL DOC OCK MODE SO HE COULD DEAL WITH A BADGUY??? #i hadnt seen it and i still havent but #i somehow interpreted that as. well if theres things he used to be able to handle (albeit evilly) that NOW he cant??? #means he is more prone to being overwhelmed cuz he isnt that unhinged anymore

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hello, how are you? id like to know if theres anything in my chart that would make people not like me as much as others? i have struggled to fit in even as an adult

it seems to be a pattern in my life where i try and try to socialise or succeed like my peers but i end up failling or i might try to get somewhere with whatever situation and give up too easily. i have often experienced general petty gossip / friend dramas / social exclusion esp in educational places or even briefly in a workplace but why? they say that being nice is the way to make good quality friendships that last but its a lie.

it seems that even if some people might say something abt me "as a joke" and i complain they never liked when i say how i feel or took it personally despite when they say something i dont like it or agree with it. is it honestly my issue or do people just suck? so i have often had to just let them say it if that makes sense.

hope im doing this right, song: summertime blues by eddie cochran

thanks ever so much for doing these i hope i didnt say too much <3

Hello

I am so sorry to hear your experiences with friendships. People can be so mean.

Regarding your chart, I do see why people may be intimidated by you. Scorpio placements carry an intense energy because this sign is about power & obsession. You naturally have it. This can make others sub consciously insecure and they try to become the one with power by belittling you. People may often stare at you. This would obviously be very uncomfortable to deal with. No one likes to feel like they’re being judged. You may become guarded as a result of this constant judgement.

You have strong pisces placements as well as scorpio. So you are more sensitive than most. Your humour isn’t likely to match that of the most. Especially fire sign & gemini placements. Because they are known for their roast jokes & wit that can manifest as teasing. This isn’t to say these placements are bad. Or that you can’t have connections with them. (Because I have seen scorpio mercury people blend so well with sag placements).

It is just likely overtime you may realize your humour is different. Your boundaries are different. So even when people are simply joking, it is likely due to past experiences you get taken back into defence mode. Those roast type jokes may remind you of the times people bullied you, mocked you & were assholes to you.

First house ruler, Saturn, is in 3rd H. This suggests a tough early life experience. You may have been bullied as a kid. You may not fit in with your family too. You could have different beliefs & communication style than those around you. People especially children often act immaturely when they encounter someone or something that is different from them. This experience likely made you very compassionate towards the feelings of others. You are more observant and pay attention the slightest changes in people’s tones and behaviour. Your scorpio placements make it so that you can be almost paranoid. And extremely anxious because you’re tuned into everyone and everything around you. The emotions can be very heavy and overwhelming. To deal with this, early on you likely found forms of escapism. You could be a big reader, film buff, or writer.

You feel things deeply & you have a distrust of others. So to protect yourself, you can appear stoic or emotionless. Truthful expression can be very difficult even when you do begin to trust people. You expect them to betray you.

So to answer your question, is it you or them, I think it is both. Sometimes especially in early life, you can encountered a lot of insecure assholes. They wanted to belittle you and take your power. And other times, it’s just that your personality doesn’t mix with someone else’s. Maybe if you explained to your close friends the past experiences that make you dislike those jokes, they could begin to understand. If they still refuse to respect your boundaries, it is time to let go of that relationship or friendship. Sometimes people do not learn until they have experienced the consequence. But I strongly suggest you don’t end up in back and forth connections, where you are cutting them off and then letting them in and then repeating the cycle. Especially when the retrograde transit coming up in April.

By the way, at the end of april there is a full moon in scorpio. This brings closure and endings. For you this is in your friendship house (11th). So it may be very much dated that you end certain connections. However, do not feel pressured to do so. Take your time and think what’s actually best for your connections and your life.

I hope this reading was helpful. Please leave feedback.

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