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breadbrobin · 4 months

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fate

clarisse la rue x reader — percy jackson and the olympians

[fem!daughter of apollo reader]

[part 2 to the trees]

summary: clarisse is being weirdly standoffish, and you’re not one to cave to that, no matter how much you like her. and no matter how things go, you still have to get your weapons from the forest.

warnings: swearing, arguing, fighting, monsters, PINING BUT THEYRE IDIOTS, everyone’s so mad at each other rn, kissing (AHHHH), canon typical violence, again probably slightly ooc clarisse but hey i love her anyway

word count: 3.2k

(uhhh so this is probably not what anyone was expecting for part two but this is how i alway a planned it, so here it is!! tag list in reblogs and also thank you for the love on the trees! i love you all so much <3 and i’d die for you just like clarisse and this dumb bitch here would die for each other)

(this is much more enemies to lovers than the first one btw so have fun)

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the day after capture the flag was always a little tense. of course it was. half the camp had just lost, and not many people at camp were good losers, especially not those who got their butts kicked.

this time, though, there was a new level of tension in the air.

ares kids didn’t often run the flag over the line themselves, and those who did were crowing about it at breakfast, then all morning too.

curiously, clarisse wasn’t. she was eating in silence, picking through her eggs like she was searching for something.

you’d never seen her like that before. no one had. but, it seemed you were the only person to notice. you always were, and you were okay with that.

your brother nudged your arm and shot you a questioning look, but you brushed him off with a smile.

why was clarisse so down? she’d won. what did she have to be upset about? was she mad at you? did you do something to piss her off in the tree? she hadn’t seemed exactly happy when she left.

stuck in your thoughts, you didn’t realise she’d met your eyes until your brother elbowed you.

“ow! what do you want?” you snapped, rubbing your rib cage tenderly.

“clarisse is staring at you,” he said with wide eyes. “dude… what did you do?”

“nothing,” you scoffed and stood up, taking your empty plate to the stack of dirty dishes, trying—and failing—to not look at clarisse as you left.

“y/n, wait up!”

you slowed down for sam as he jogged to catch up to you. there was a newfound bitterness in your mouth when you saw him. you’d never liked him, not like he’d liked you, but you’d never felt like you wanted to be away from him. not like you did in that moment then. but where would you go? to clarisse? yeah, right, she’d laugh in your face, regardless of whatever happened—or might have happened—in that tree.

“what’s up?” you asked. you couldn’t help your voice being drier than usual.

“just wanted to see how those arrows did you? were they good? i can make some more, if you want.” he looked almost eager to do so.

you smiled kindly. he really was sweet. “they were great, thanks, sam. best arrows i’ve ever used, even if i didn’t get too much of a chance to use them.” your steps faltered. “i did leave one in the forest though. i’ll have to get that later.”

your eyes locked on clarisse as she walked towards you down the path. two of her siblings were behind her, laughing, but she wasn’t. in fact, her jaw was set tight and she was glaring. at sam.

“i could come with you?” he suggested. “watch your back. keep you safe, you know?”

clarisse scoffed as she passed. “she doesn’t need you to keep her safe, tool-box.”

that was a little mean. sure, sam carried his tool-box everywhere, but you never know what might need to be fixed! despite yourself, you had to hold in a laugh. your eyes were alight with amusement as you locked gaze with clarisse.

she looked proud of herself, a jaunty grin on her lips. you couldn’t help your gaze dropping to them briefly. she smiled wider. it was infuriating. she now knew what her effect on you was, and she was using it.

“if she needed someone to protect her, she’d come to me, right, angel?” she tilted her head.

your mouth was infuriatingly dry. you nodded. “uh—“

“whatever,” sam snapped. “come on, y/n. let’s go.”

you kind of wanted to stay, but his grip on your arm didn’t leave any room for an argument. you trailed after him as he left, glancing over your shoulder just in time to see clarisse’s face darken with anger.

“angel?” sam scoffed. “who does she think she is?”

“uh…”

“whatever. gods, she’s just so—“ he turned and faced you, almost causing you to bump into his chest. you’d never seen him so intense before. “stay away from her, y/n. seriously. she’s bad news.”

“she’s nice to me,” you protested.

“she’s not nice to anyone. don’t be naive.” he turned on his heel and started to walk away, then turned back, his face softer. “come on. do you want to learn how to weld? you said you did last week.”

did you? you didn’t remember that. but you did vaguely remember a conversation with sam that you spent zoned out and staring at clarisse as she trained, so that was probably it. “oh, no… i have to… train…”

he looked disappointed, but nodded. “okay, that’s cool. maybe another day. or maybe, we can… go for a walk together? or even have lunch on the beach?”

you nodded absently. “maybe.”

“great, it’s a date!”

you frowned. “it’s a what?”

he looked happier than you’d ever seen him. he even kissed your cheek before walking off, a new spring in his step. you stood there for a moment, eyes wide, wondering what the hell just happened. then you heard a scoff from behind you.

when you turned around, clarisse was walking away.

“clarisse,” you said softly, jogging after her. “clarisse, wait!”

“go hang out with your boyfriend, l/n.” she snapped, her arms crossed as she walked. “he’s probably waiting for you so you two can make out in that sweaty little sex dungeon they call a workshop.”

your eyebrows shot up. “okay, first of all, i’m pretty sure it is actually a workshop, and second of all, he’s still not my boyfriend!”

she scoffed again but didn’t answer, stomping up the steps to the ares cabin and stopping at the top, looking down at you.

you felt small under her gaze, but you didn’t back down.

“what are you doing here?” she asked after a moment.

“you said i could come get a new dagger,”you said.

she rolled her eyes and leaned on the porch railing. “and?”

you frowned, looking up at her. “and… i’m here to get one?”

she regarded you for a few seconds in silence, then, just as she was about to speak, a new voice called out.

“clarisse, are you giving out girlfriend privileges already?” one of her brothers, marcus, you thought, stepped into the doorway of the cabin and peered around her to look at you. he looked like a stereotypical son of ares: buff, tall and mean. “that’s cute.” he continued, looking at you like you were an animal in a zoo.

“she’s not my girlfriend,” she scoffed like it was the most ridiculous thing in the world.

well, that hurt.

“yeah, we’re just—“

“we’re not even friends,” she added hurriedly, not even looking at you. “she just thinks she’s special.”

your jaw clenched. that really hurt. “i don’t think i’m special,” you snapped. “i think i want you to honour your word from yesterday or go and get my dagger out of the forest for me.”

“not my fault you forgot your dagger,” she studied her nails nonchalantly.

“but if you hadn’t thrown my dagger out of a tree and tossed my new arrow aside like it was trash then i wouldn’t have forgotten. and maybe if you hadn’t leaned in like you were about to kiss me, maybe i wouldn’t have forgotten either.” your gaze was as sharp as hers was, meeting in the middle with fire and lightning crackling between you.

she stepped forward, face to face with you. for a second, you thought she’d punch you, but you didn’t back down.

then she laughed. it wasn’t at all like her laugh in the tree the day before. this was her cold, cruel laugh that she usually saved for her victims. with a start, you realised that’s what you were: another victim of clarisse la rue. your heart broke for a split second before you pulled yourself together and straightened your back, meeting her eyes.

“kiss you?” she snickered. “get your head out of your ass, angel, you’re not all that because you can shoot a bow and climb a tree.”

you stepped closer to her, so you were right up in her face. “and you’re not all that because you scare away everyone who cares about you, just because your daddy’s a little mean. you don’t need to be a bitch about everything.”

you regretted it instantly. you’d gone too far. you knew that.

her face dropped and a hurt look flashed through her eyes, but it died as soon as it came to life.

you stepped back and turned, marching away.

“where are you going?” she called after you. “we’re not finished here!”

“you have something else to say to me, clarisse, you come find me!” you shot back, your voice hard. you didn’t start arguments often, but goddamn did you finish them.

you stomped into the forest, determined to find your dagger and arrow so you could prove to both clarisse and sam that you were capable of more than just shooting arrows from trees and running away from fights.

it was darker today. the clouds that covered camp half-blood permeated through the forest, leaving a heavy weight suspended among the trees. the air felt thicker, even, and the birdsong seemed quieter than usual. was there something around? something hanging in the air, waiting to attack you? drag your body back to camp and leave it on clarisse’s doorstep like a cat bringing in a dead bird?

or was your fear just because you were alone instead of with the rest of camp.

whatever it was, it put you on edge.

there was a clicking sound behind you, like someone was cracking a joint, but when you turned, no one was there. you weren’t foolish enough to call out.

you could feel a chill going down your spine, and that’s when you knew: the first shoe had dropped.

your eyelids fluttered and you nearly dropped to the ground, but you leaned heavily against a tree to catch yourself. typical. go out on your own, thinking you can take care of yourself and you get hit with a premonition. how’s that for fate?

you let the feeling wash over you; the pure panic of the near future and the warm grip of a hand on your wrist, like someone was pulling you along.

the future was not looking promising.

there was another clicking sound behind you as you finally managed to straighten up, much closer this time.

you turned around.

the bushes were rustling.

you suddenly realised what that clicking sound was.

mandibles.

two ants the size of german shepherds burst through the foliage. myrmeke.

there was the other shoe, dropping real hard.

“shit!” you stumbled backward, reaching for a weapon. you had no weapon. “double shit!”

you turned and ran.

the ants were fucking fast. they could have caught up to you if you weren’t so agile, turning and springing off in different directions every few steps, sending them careening into trees and rocks. that was the only thing keeping you alive.

where even were you? you didn’t recognise this area. hopefully you weren’t running directly for their anthill. that would be a real twist of fate.

then you burst into a new area, this one with a large tree—a large tree that you recognised.

“yes!” you exclaimed, dashing for the trunk. you found your dagger easily, then your discarded arrow too. you didn’t know what good they’d do against the myrmeke, considering that their shells were as hard as armour and, while force was good in some cases, you had to admit that sharpness may have helped you against them.

you couldn’t run anymore. your screaming lungs told you that. you couldn’t climb either. the ants could climb better than you and you’d be a sitting duck up there, no matter how high you went. but maybe, just maybe, you could hold them off until they got bored or someone realised you were missing.

it wasn’t easy, but you managed to deflect and dodge the myrmeke’s attacks. they were fast, but you were faster. you even managed a swipe at one of their legs as you rolled past, but all it did was leave a tiny chink in its armour.

you were beginning to lose hope.

honestly, what you wouldn’t give for a spear right now. your blunt dagger and slim arrow were about as good as a toothpick against these monsters.

just as you were backed against the tree that you’d once found a safe haven, you heard a battle cry. you could have sobbed from relief, but instead, as the spear-wielding figure landed on top of one of the ants, driving her weapon into the gap between its armoured plates, you took your opportunity to stab your arrow with as much force as you could into the other ant’s gaping mouth, slipping it precisely between its mandibles and, hopefully, into its brain.

it jerked back in pain and screeched, the sound making your ears ring, but it didn’t die. instead, it looked rightfully pissed off, and now it had an arrow sticking from its mouth.

as your saviour pulled her spear from the ants back, a warm, brown liquid sprayed on you. it smelled like ants always did after you crushed them, just a million times worse. you wondered if this was revenge for all the ants you’d murdered in your life.

“gross!” you exclaimed, wiping it off your face.

“grow up, bows, we gotta go!” clarisse. your saviour was clarisse. of course.

just as you were about to protest, two more myrmeke crept out of the forest towards you.

she gripped your wrist, right where that warmth was in your premonition, and dragged you away, making you drop your dagger in the rush.

“i dropped my—“

“save it!” she snapped, pulling you along.

the desperation in her voice kicked you into gear and you started running faster, alongside her now.

you didn’t use the same tactics as before. instead of dodging, you just ran as fast as you could and prayed that the myrmeke would be slower. clarisse seemed to know where she was going, at least.

“you’re such an idiot!” clarisse yelled as they ran.

“we’re doing this now?” you panted incredulously.

“you could have died!”

“we’ll both die if you don’t stop yelling at me!”

finally, gloriously, you breached the edge of the forest and stepped into camp. the myrmeke wouldn’t follow you there.

you dropped to you knees, panting and staring into the forest. clarisse was standing in front of you, her spear ready, just in case.

you’d stepped into a quiet part of camp up behind the amphitheatre, so there was no one around to see you, and no one around to help you. you had a feeling that if the myrmeke didn’t kill you, clarisse wouldn’t hesitate.

once it was clear that they weren’t following, she rounded on you.

you were still on your knees, your legs too tired and shaky with adrenaline to stand, but she didn’t seem to care.

“what were you thinking, going in on your own?” she snapped.

“well i wasn’t expecting to get attacked by killer ants within the camp’s borders!” you protested.

“everyone knows they’re there.”

“i forgot, okay? i’m not perfect.”

“oh, i know.” she rolled her eyes.

“gods, would you just fuck off?” you finally stood up, face to face with her. “you’re horrible sometimes, you know that? i can’t believe i’ve defended you.”

“i don’t need your defending.”

“and i don’t need your help!”

“you would have died!” she yelled, emphasising every word.

“but i didn’t!” you shouted back.

she rolled her eyes and stepped closer, anger practically radiating off her. “yeah, thanks to me. you’d be dead if i hadn’t followed you in there—“

“why did you follow me?” you asked suddenly, voice harsh.

“what?”

“why did you follow me?” you asked again, slower. “i didn’t ask you to look after me, clarisse.”

there it was again. that slightly relaxation of her shoulders when you said her name. it drove you nuts. you didn’t know if you wanted to kiss her for hours or throw her to the myrmeke.

she tensed up again and turned to leave. “whatever. i’m done here.”

“i’m not!” you gripped her shoulder and pulled her back around. to your surprise, she didn’t pull a weapon on you. “why did you follow me, clarisse? was it the same reason that you were flirting with me yesterday? and why you’re so protective of me? and why you hate sam?”

“i wasn’t flirting with you,” she grumbled. “and i hate sam for… personal reasons. and i’m not protective of you! why would you even think that?”

“that’s all bullshit and you know it,” you sneered.

“gods, you aggravate me!” she exclaimed.

“you didn’t have to come help me,” you scoffed, stepping back. “i didn’t ask for your help.”

“and i didn’t want to help you!”

“then why did you? huh? you could handle not winning a fight? you wanted to finish the argument on your terms?” your eyebrows were raised and your face was cold. “or were you gonna beat me up but the giant killer ants got to me first?”

she looked like she was about to explode with anger. “because i love you!”

the air escaped from your lungs in one sharp moment, and it looked like hers did the same thing.

“what?” you asked, your voice softer.

it was silent. she looked like she was trying to find something to say, but couldn’t. her mouth opened and closed weakly, and she shook her head, lips pressed together. you wanted to kiss her.

so you did.

she tensed up as your hands came to her waist, pulling her body and lips against yours hard. then, finally, she relaxed. she dropped her spear at your feet and raised her hands to your hair, threading her fingers through the strands. she was a softer kisser than you’d expected, but it was definitely her. it was all her. the tug on your hair, the underlying, undeniable harshness of the kiss, the spear that rested against your foot. it was perfectly clarisse. you could have kissed her until the sun went down and the ants came and carried you both to their anthill, and if you stayed kissing her like this, you wouldn’t even mind.

when, finally, you pulled away, you were both breathing heavily. all of the tension from the fight hid dissipated, leaving only a warm sparkling in the air, like a mirage around her face in the sunlight. maybe that was a sign? or a vision? whatever it was, it was heaven-sent.

she was smiling. she looked softer like this. gods, you loved it. it felt like fate, and you knew a lot about fate. fate was fickle. fate was cruel. fate brought you the arguments, the myrmeke, the terror. but fate also brought you this. this girl who was glowing in the sun like she was made of pure rays of light. the girl with a spear that she laid down at your feet and would save you barehanded if you asked. the girl who had sunk into your arms like she was made to be there.

“do you think i can get that new dagger now?” you asked cheekily, playing with the hem of her camp shirt. “i mean, i have girlfriend privileges now, right, babe?”

clarisse rolled her eyes, but she was still smiling. “shut up, devil.”

“ooh, devil. that’s new,” you teased. “i like it. it’s apt.”

“it sure is.” she looked down. “i’m… sorry, by the way.”

“me too,” you nodded. “i didn’t really mean any of that, you know?”

“‘cause you like me,” she said in a teasing voice.

“yeah, ‘cause i like you, or whatever.” you kissed her again, smiling against her lips. “and i know you like me too, because you so did nearly kiss me in that tree yesterday.”

she shrugged. “maybe. maybe not. guess we’ll never know.”

you found out at the next capture the flag game. and the next. and the next. she would go out of her way to find you, defeat you, then kiss you before running off to win the games. and honestly, you didn’t really mind.

fate was a fickle thing, but with clarisse by your side, no one could touch you. sam left you alone, people started treating you better, and you had everything you could ask for. her.

and whenever you two argued, you’d go into the woods together and kill some ants. after all, what says ‘couple’s bonding’ quite like murder?

#clarisse la rue #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse la rue x y/n #clarisse la rue x you #pjo #pjo tv show #pjo x reader #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #dior goodjohn

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wayfayrr · 7 months

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I've been on a little bit of a first kick recently - so here's a first meeting of reader and him based on this piece of the dolls au by @ovegakart (this amazing comic piece in particular) and on the topic of tagging people I've got some new friends on discord who have a love of first so consider this a gift <3 @fanfic-fairy-fountain @dreaming-of-lu @angry-trashcan @neverchecking <333 enjoy!

[masterlist]

“Hello..? Time… Sky… Link? Is anyone there?”

As if being forced into Hyrule wasn’t bad enough when I was with the chain, now that cursed shadow decides to push it even further by separating me from them? Why not just kill me outright… Is it to try to give the heroes hope? Wouldn’t it be worse for them for it to kill me outright than string them along with false hope?

“IS ANYONE HERE? HELLO??”

Where even am I? It looks like… Oh. Alone in catacombs, yeah if there’s anywhere to be killed by a malicious shadowy entity it would be in catacombs. Are there going to be redeads here? If the rest of the monsters are anything to go off of it’s going to be much worse dealing with them now. They can’t handle sunlight though, can they?

Then that means the pile of rubble in the centre here should be the safest place for me to think through the best way to handle all of this. If the shadow really wants to get to me then of course that won’t stop it but I have to try something right? Is sitting on top of what looks like a grave a little disrespectful? Yes. Do I have many options at the minute? No.

“-Wait-!”

WHY IS THE GRAVE SLIDING OPEN - WHAT WAS THAT!? WHY DOES IT SOUND LIKE SOMEONE IS YELLING??

“What… happened? Where is this place?”

I think without a doubt the sound I’ve just made is the most blood-curdling scream I’ve ever let out and - WHY IS HE COVERING MY MOUTH!?

“I’m sorry I know you’re confus- ACK.”

Was biting him the right option? Probably not! But it’s the only thing I could think of to do seeing as well, I'm not exactly calm at this moment in time. Despite the fact that this man has known me for, what, the span of less than a minute, he seems to have at the very least noticed my panic. Backing off like you would with a scared animal - do I really look that petrified? It’s taking everything in me now to not give into my racing heart.

“I’m sorry, I must’ve overstepped your boundaries. But please can you not be so loud?”

“....”

“... yeah. Yeah I can be a bit quieter”

“So you uhhh-”

Where do I even start - this man just - He just crawled out of a grave. What do you even respond to that with???

“...You come round here often?”

[name]. [name] what the heck was that. That's how you flirt with someone at a bar not speak to a living corpse.

“No, I don’t really?”

“Yeah, I figured. I -”

“Are you alright?”

“Look I’m just a bit overwhelmed, I was separated from my group and dropped here then you- You crawled out of a grave and now I’m just?? I’m just stressed and this is only things that have happened today. Now I know that you’re probably more stressed for obvious reasons, but I’m just - I’m sorry for screaming.”

He took a step closer to me at that, not trying to be intimidating, but more cautious. Asking for permission to touch me with an invitingly open outstretched arm, one that seemed to promise some sort of salvation from all the stress I’ve been feeling. One that I was embarrassingly quick to accept. His touch - His hold, is so warm for someone who should really be so cold, there’s definite comfort in feeling his heart beating as well something that proves he’s alive. It didn’t last for long though, as he pulled himself away, reluctantly if I were being bold in how I was to describe it. His fingers lingered, resting on my arm in such a teasingly wanting way. He’s definitely a link thats for sure, that helps me to be more comfortable around him than I would have been with anyone else. He looks like he’s about to start crying.

I - oh god I’m the first person he’s seen since he came back to life.

“Are you alright link?”

Was that the wrong thing to say? He hasn’t introduced himself to me, I shouldn’t have said that. It seems like now it’s his turn to look confused - more so than he already was.

“you how do you know my name?”

“I just guessed, the group I was with before they - well they all looked similar and went by the same name ‘link’ so I just assumed it was the same with you. I hope that doesn’t bother you.”

“No it doesn’t.” Why is he reaching for my face? He’s got such a soft look on his face, do I remind him of someone? He’s been dead so it could be possible I guess, but it feels like there’s more to how he said it than just something that simple.

“Oh my dearest love...”

His hands are so soft… it’s hard not to just lean into his touch and stay there, but there are more important things to be dealing with right now. As much as I’d prefer to not have these questions answered.

“What do you mean by that link? I don’t - I don’t think I’ve met you before.”

He’s so warm, I hate the fact that he’s most likely going to stop holding me when he realises I’m not the person he’s really ever going to want in a relationship.

“You haven’t but, I can already tell that you’ll be my beloved soon enough.”

“I’m sorry? We’ve only just met how can you tell s- ACK”

This has to just be a link thing. What is it that makes them fall so quickly? But to hold someone so tightly when you've only just met them - when you’ve only just come back from death? That doesn’t seem like a healthy thing for him, not in the slightest.

Is my shoulder wet?

Why would it be wet - he was tearing up earlier and - no there it is he’s sniffling as if he’s trying his hardest not to cry. Even if he’s mildly delusional how cruel would you have to be to not help someone go through something as tough as this clearly is. It’s not hard to gently rub his back as he cries onto me, it’s not hard to hum to him as he clutches me like a lifeline, it’s not hard to be here for him when I have to do so little for him.

“Link? Would you like to talk about it? I don’t know you but - but I’ll be here to listen to you.”

“Thank you. It’s simply that I - I don’t know why or how I got here, It’s simply that I woke up in there after everything then I saw you -”

“[name]”

“[name] and well you know what has happened since. I have to thank you for being here though, there’s something about you, some kind of energy that just feels like a part of myself that I lost. You feel like home to me [name]”

With that last sentence, he burrows his head even further into my neck seeking what I can only guess is comfort. He’s probably just desperate for another person's touch right now, rather than him having fallen in love with me from the briefest interaction that didn’t even go that well. There’s no harm in waiting here with him for a moment though. What could go wrong in this amount of time?

#linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #link x reader #lu first x reader #lu first #lu x reader #moss✦writes

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bluginkgo · 1 month

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Episode 7 Teaser is out and it gave me too many crack theories

Well, after finally getting my head wrapped around the entire teaser- which took literal hours to process how amazing it all looked- I think I finally found the ability to put it into words.

Spoilers, duh and uh lots of words, so sorry

This'll be somewhat frame by frame crack down as well as crack theories that came to me while spending time looking at the red images too long that gave me a headache - anyways

As many have mentioned this before, V's corpse is gone, and only a sentinel's tail remains on the ground to the right. Although I wish to believe that V made it out alive, that hope is quickly dwindling. Although there is a small possibility that V somehow won the fight (perhaps with outside help such as J) and dragged herself away (based off of the splatter on the ground) I more so think that she turned into an eldritch V. That or perhaps has been mauled by the sentinels, and the body was dragged off. Although, I can not wait for Liam to prove me wrong about this theory (I hope he proves me wrong, cause I miss V ;w;)

The ground looking hall seems to be where the gang will enter right after exiting the elevator. Alongside this, it seems that the moment with N is also here (based on the background). Now, as for the look that N gives. It goes from worried and slightly scared to harsh concern (in my opinion, feel free to take that thought and yeet it as far as you wish ^_^). Something made him worry in a way that also slightly flared his anger. Two theories:

He saw something ahead of them, and this is the more likely possibility, because that tunnel gives way to the cave that N seems to have been dragged into from the teaser from November.

2. Uzi might have said something that made him more concerned. There is a figure that moves behind N, but it is very hard to see as to who it is- my guess it's Tessa, making Uzi the only candidate to possibly to walk in front of them.

Then we get to see this hole.

Possibility (also a bit wacky and highly unlikely): The entity will finally be revealed, that is, the center of the absolute solver. Something I noticed with the design of the absolute solver is that we get to see its limbs, but never the main body. It is always hiding somewhere, be it in the ceiling or the walls. Of course, there are also the eldritch forms we saw of Cyn, but in my opinion, it feels more like another limb. Now, with J's huge form, I'm a little more inclined to believe that's what it looks like as the main body. Holo spooky snake crab like.

Not to be dramatic, but... Core collapse, which made me chuckle. Because despite all hell breaking loose in these last couple episodes, Murder Drones still manages to sneak in tiny jokes like this. Oh, and I can't forget the dog too! XD

Something I still cannot grasp my head around is what is going on with the environment around the cathedral?? It's raining, but it's in a cave- ok can be sorta explained that it acts like a stalactite... but then what is going on with the vortex around the building? My current theory: uhhh... robo-satan, that is all.

A lot of scenes with humans and in a clear view (i.e. not like a video tape). This might suggest a flashback as many have already mentioned it. However, who, how, and why is there a flashback? Well, there is one crack theory I came up with. This is what Uzi is seeing. She is an absolute solver host, and it has been seen on multiple occasions that absolute solver has a hivemind, so it can easily show its hosts whatever memories its previous hosts had.

These next scenes I believe to be in the progression as shown.

@/haastera (don't want to bother them with a tag) also pointed this out, that these scenes may be back to back, based off of the lamp that is off to Uzi's left. However, what the heck would cause Uzi to snap like she did in ep4?

Uzi saw something in the tape that made her upset, the possibility of N killing Nori. Cons in that theory: N killed Nori post core collapse, and there would not be any evidence of it.

The tape had something that was similar to zombie drones tape that was marked "Don't show this to drones, they will not like it." Something in the tape may have forced boot the solver string in Uzi, and she was powerless to stop it. Cons: @bloodywolfwings mentioned to me that the reflection in Uzi's visor seems to be a door instead of a screen. So there's also the 50% chance that these two scenes are not even related.

MA'AM YOU PUT THAT SWORD AWAY, UZI HAS IT BAD ENOUGH MA'AM- in all seriousness, this is a 50/50 shot once again. Maybe Tessa is attempting to get rid of Uzi while N is gone. The opposite end of that is Tessa is attempting to help Uzi, perhaps an enemy that Uzi did not sense behind her.

These two scenes are related, I believe- the claw is hard to see behind the cross, but it is there, and not to mention that Dr. Chambers is wearing a camera on his head. However, there's more to it after I stared at it for a while. The absolute solver claw appears to be burning and glitching, this is only seen with DDs and solver drones when they are exposed to the sun. Perhaps the humans were slowly getting better at controlling the absolute solver, with some sort of power equivalent to the sun. But in the end, their efforts were useless, seeing as Nori still destroyed everything there.

We have seen these two scenes already, so not much to dissect here. Just NUzi being NUzi :3 while all hell breaks loose

This scene had me so confused at first.

I could not figure out what was going on with the cars. Cars are outside, our gang is in a cathedral, what happened- That's it. This is outside. And as many have already mentioned this, there are drones in the background so far identified as Lizzy and perhaps Thad. (I say perhaps Thad because my dumb brain won't let go of the idea that the drone on the left is Khan. Look, my brain said 'I think I see a mustache' and now I can't unsee it.) Either way, this is outside and the gravity has decided to take a break (as RedMage put it in the nuzi discord server). It seems that the gang will do something, or something drastic will happen (perhaps a second core collapse) that will cause the gravity of copper-9 to become unstable. So maybe the episode will end with the possibility that copper-9 is about to collapse like Earth did, as the gang tries to stop that event from happening.

Ahem, allow me a second of: FERAL N FERAL N FERAL N FERAL N- ok, I'm done for now. As many have pointed out, this may be the moment that N killed Nori, and Uzi might have to relive through that experience as the absolute solver shows Uzi everything that has happened up until now. His smile is not the one we've seen up until now when he's in his murder drone mode, but more of a smirk. Another theory I came up with is that when Uzi becomes possessed by the absolute solver, perhaps by default, N does too. Uzi is now N's admin, and if the admin is corrupted, there is nothing to keep N's solver string in his ai from fully corrupting him. However, there's a hole here.

The X on the visor generally means that there is a string in the drone's core is faulty and not functioning. This is because when the solver string attempts to take possession of the DDs, the admin program switches it to false and gives the faulty os string sign on the visors. That has to mean the admin program is still up and running, which pushes the theory of this scene being a flashback of N killing Nori, more likely.

Uzi's eye has burst, it seems, just like Yeva's. So now the question is, why does it do that? Doll also covered her eye, perhaps to conceal the damage that is already there. Theory: this happens because the solver inside of the drones is constantly attempting to get out of the host. It has been seen that it does destroy the bodies from ep5. And it seems that the red goop is what Uzi's attempting to hold back on her eye. It might be oil, but what makes me believe otherwise is the fact that it doesn't look liquid-like enough. Granted, that scene is literally 1 second, so the movement that may be there is really hard to grasp.

Doll HAS MADE A RETURN! And she's fighting someone with knives is what it seems like. Thoughts on who it might be? Literally, anyone in the gang, there is not much to go off of here. But to dissect it further, it could be like this:

Uzi- because she teamed up with Tessa and a DD, and it seems like Doll and the gang have separate goals, which upsets Doll and causes the fight.

N- another DD that had caused a lot of pain and suffering for WD when they first arrived to copper-9. So why not get rid of him as well while she's at it.

Tessa- the main character that seems to be very suspicious about every action. We know very little about her, and even more so what happened to her post gala massacre. Perhaps Tessa discloses the idea of killing every drone that is on the list of the drones experimented on. This will include Yeva and, therefore, Doll.

Now as for THIS.

That is a drone, for certain, now as to who it is, is really hard to guess. There is clearly a helmet on the drone, so it kinda narrows it down. Routes:

This is part of a flashback:

Nori or Yeva- one of the stronger solver drones that needed a better way of controlling/containing them. Backed up by the balconies/cat walks that are on the corners of the screen.

Some other poor drones- An even crazier idea of mine would be that the people were, in fact, worshipping the absolute solver. This is what happens to the heretics. Either that, or this was some sick way of worshipping the solver.

This is real-life time: Doll is the number 1 candidate, how she got to be like this, though... there are some possibilities.

Doll's solver form is taking control/form.

Uzi and Doll had a fight (consciously or not, solver might have forced a fight), with this being the outcome.

It's late for me. The amount of crack theories that have been bouncing around in my head is unreal. More than half of them are probably most likely wrong. Once again, take all of my theories and yeet them into the stratosphere if you wish ^_^ These will be mostly here just to come back to and see how wrong I was about everything.

#murder drones #murder drones n #murder drones uzi #murder drones v #murder drones j #murder drones doll #murder drones nori #murder drones yeva #murder drones theory #bluginkgo's rambles/theories #murder drones ep 7 #murder drones absolute solver

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envysparkler · 4 months

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AO3 Wrapped (Writer's Edition)

How many words have you written this year? 246,800

How many works did you publish this year? 13

What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)? m.i.a. I loved writing Jason's silly (and smart) goons.

What work of yours has the most hits? with crimson hands.*

What work of yours got more feedback than you expected? This is recent, so it's fresh in my mind: fine print. It was like pulling teeth to write it, and I wasn't expecting to get a big response.

Favorite title you used? beware the patient woman.

If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most? I believe only the above is a song lyric title this year and it's from A Little Wicked by Valerie Broussard.

Pairing you wrote the most for this year? Tim Drake & Jason Todd, as usual.

Favorite pairing you wrote for this year? I enjoyed writing Dick & Jason, especially in what's in a name.

What work was the quickest to write? All of them languish for long periods of time in between writing an outline/first scene, but I think I wrote the rest of fine print in an afternoon.

What work took you the longest to write? with crimson hands took forever because I had no idea where I was going with it.

How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year? Uhhh, I plead the fifth.

What’s your longest work of the year? leash.*

What’s your shortest work of the year? beware the patient woman.

What WIP are you taking into next year with you? Published? None, though I'm thinking about adding an extra chapter to unrefusable offer.

What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag? Whump.

Your favorite character to write this year? Surprisingly, Dick Grayson. I don't know what this says about my sibling issues.

The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year? Timmy. My characterization of him is in flux at the moment.

What’s one pairing you want to explore next year? Probably write more Dick & Jason.

Which work of yours have you reread the most? with crimson hands, because it took so long to write.

How many kudos in total did you get this year? 59,425

Which work has the most comments? m.i.a.*

Did you do any collaborative works this year? Sadly, no.

Did you write any gifts this year? Yup! A birthday gift, and two exchange fics.

Did you receive any gifts this year? Yup, 4!

What’s your most common category? Gen.

What do you listen to while writing? Nothing, unless I'm writing a longfic, those usually get a playlist.

Favorite work you wrote this year? I had a lot of fun with as you wish.

Favorite line/passage you wrote this year? There is a famous saying—misattributed and mistranslated—that claims if you wait long enough by the river, you will see the corpses of your enemies float by. They don’t mention that you have to destroy the dam first. I love this bit, and am still sad that no one appears to have caught the implication.

Biggest surprise while writing this year? That people apparently like my fight scenes, even though to me, it's a fight to get them on the page.

*Ignoring Batcellanea, which is a behemoth that has destroyed my stats permanently.

#ao3 wrapped #writer's edition #this list's been floating around #and I thought I'd try it!

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bibuddie · 9 months

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fuck it inspiration saturday

tagged in various things the past couple of days by @honestlydarkprincess @butchdiaz @alyxmastershipper @swiftietartt mwah thank u my loves!! i've clobbered together a moodboard for The Fic, along with an official title reveal (eek idk why this feels so momentous) and another snippet!! without further ado...here's my baby. (also another reminder u can add yourself to the taglist here!!)

He pauses briefly, something inside his chest bristling at the memory of one of his most vulnerable moments. “Wait, so your way of alleviating my embarrassment is to tell me how many millions of people have seen me look like a knob?” Keeley laughs again, and the beast which had raised its head ever so briefly quietens, laying itself to rest. “Good point.” She admits, allowing them to lapse into silence ever so briefly. It lulls Roy into a false sense of security before she speaks again. “I just want to go on record saying that I think you’d be an amazing pundit.” Something inside Roy just snaps, the thought of being that close to football again being almost nauseating. “I don’t want to be a fucking football pundit, sat on fucking telly in a dumb fucking suit like a know-it-all twat. It’s a shit job for shit people! I’d rather shit out of my own fucking mouth than do that fucking shit!” His chest is heaving and his fingers are trembling and he half thinks that he might’ve finally done it - he might’ve finally scared Keeley off for good. He’s honestly surprised she hasn’t run for the hills long before now. Friendships - genuine ones, at least - don’t tend to come that easily to him. He wouldn’t blame her if she did decide it was too much, if she decided he wasn’t worth sticking around for, even if something in his stomach twists something rotten at the very thought. He should’ve never underestimated Keeley fucking Jones.

no pressure tagging uhhh @diazass @911onabc @barbiediaz @useramor @henswilsons @thatbuddie and anyone else with anything to share!!

#bex.wip #fuck it friday #inspiration saturday #royjamie wip #this snippet is much of nothing but. But. fic has a title!

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thewolvesof1998 · 10 months

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I Can See You

I Can See You (3.1k, T)

Fluff and love confessions; Buck is a Taylor Swift fan and accidentally confesses his love to Eddie using Speak Now (TV).

Eddie watches as Buck pulls into the firehouse parking lot, he’s sitting in his car waiting for Buck. Eddie doesn’t know when they’d started doing it but on the rare days they don’t drive together (on the nights Buck doesn’t stay over) whoever gets there first will wait for the other so they can walk in together unless someone is running late, which at the moment is Eddie since Chris has become harder and harder to get up in the last month.

Eddie gets out of his truck and watches as Buck sings along to whatever song is playing in his car. It’s captivating but Eddie thinks many things about Buck are. He’s unashamed as he belts, singing into his phone like it’s a microphone. Buck looks up and makes eye contact with Eddie, who can feel his lips stretched in a smile. Buck smiles back, continuing his impromptu show, now singing to Eddie even though he can’t hear it from across the parking lot.

Eddie watches for a minute or so before walking over to Buck’s jeep, drawn to him like he has his own gravitational pull, stronger than the earth's as if Buck is the only reason Eddie hasn’t gone floating off into space yet. As he gets closer he can hear the muffled music, he can see the blue of Buck’s eyes as they gleam from joy. Eddie can barely make out the words:

I see you, I see you, baby,

Oh, baby

The song ends and Buck grabs his duffle bag and is climbing out of his jeep.

“What’s got you in such a good mood this morning?” Eddie asks, Buck wasn’t normally a morning person and that’s putting it lightly. Eddie wasn’t looking forward to having two grumpy sulking teenagers in the morning now that Chris is almost thirteen.

“Speak Now TV” Buck says and Eddie can practically hear the duh that he almost tacks on. Buck taps their shoulders together as they start the short walk into the firehouse.

“What now?”

Buck rounds on Eddie, stopped in the middle of the car park with an incredulous look on his face, “Don’t tell me you don’t know about Speak Now (Taylor’s Version), the rerelease of Taylor Swift’s third album.”

“Uhhh no…” Eddie tries to remember if Buck’s brought this up before but draws a blank. He obviously heard of Taylor Swift, he’s from Texas and also has a young son and sisters but he wouldn’t be able to name an album or know about any rereleases.

“Eddie it's been all over social media for months, it got released this morning.”

Eddie snorts, “Buck, when was the last time I check social media?” Eddie had Facebook and Instagram but the last time he’d been on either of them had been months ago when his sister had tagged him in a photo from the last family get-together.

Buck laughs, “Oh yeah I forgot how much of a grandad you are.”

“Hey” Eddie protests, punching Buck lightly in the arm for the dig.

Buck slings an arm around Eddie’s shoulders and pulls him towards the firehouse, “So it all starts with this guy called Scooter Braun…”

Eddie listens as Buck recounts all the details as they get changed into their uniforms and as they head up to the loft for coffee. Buck makes the coffee and nearly knocks a mug off the counter from gesturing too much which he does when he gets like this. His eyes are bright, a slight flush on his cheeks and his body is so animated that Eddie can’t look away. Buck once told him that people found this part of him annoying, it had broken Eddie’s heart; he’d never been able to understand how anyone couldn’t find it endearing. Chris was like this when he talked about whatever topic had caught his attention, maybe that’s why Eddie found it cute; Buck reminding him of his son. Whatever the reason, it meant Eddie could be found listening intently to Buck ramble about whatever topic much to the amusement of their friends.

Buck passes Eddie his coffee, he takes a sip, it's made exactly how he likes it; strong, black with a splash of hazelnut syrup Buck had once put in it and when Eddie had hummed his appreciation Buck continued to add it. They move over to the couches and sit down closer than necessary; Buck’s heat burning a hot line from ankle to shoulder.

“…she rereleased Red in 2021, All Too Well (10 minute version) was at the top of my Spotify wrap that year. We knew that she was going to release Speak Now next when she hinted at it in the Bejewelled music video. She announced that it was coming out on July 7th at her first Nashville show. It’s July 7th, which is why I was listening to it in the car and why I am in a good mood this morning.”

“That’s uh wow, but why do you know all of this?” Eddie understood Buck’s interest in dinosaurs, space and zoo animals, it was because of Chris, but Taylor Swift?

Buck ducked his head, his cheeks turning pink, “Uh when I was in college there was this girl, she was obsessed with Taylor Swift, so I listened to the original Speak Now so I could impress her, I liked it and kinda never stopped listening,” Buck shrugs self-consciously.

Eddie knocks his shoulder into Buck’s, “Maybe you can play me some next time we carpool?” He doesn’t particularly want to listen to Taylor Swift, remembers that shake it off song that had plagued the radio for months, but he doesn’t want Buck to feel embarrassed about liking it.

“Really?” Buck asks, biting his lip

Eddie snorts, “Really. If it puts you in that good of a mood in the morning, you can play it every morning if it means I don’t have to deal with grumpy Buck.”

“I’m not that bad,” Buck pouts

“There’s a reason why I drive us to work, Buck” Eddie remembers the last time Buck had driven them to work and the road rage that had almost ended in a fight. Buck was usually a golden retriever personified but early morning and people driving dangerously when they had Chris in the car was a bad combination. Eddie doesn’t know if he would have been any better in that situation but instead of investigating the feelings that had appeared at the sight of Buck so aggressively defending their son he’d made a joke about not letting Buck drive in the morning and Eddie had taken over the role. It’s the only time Eddie drives when they’re both in the car, Buck likes driving and Eddie likes sitting in the passenger seat sneakily watching Buck.

Buck’s pout deepens, “It was one time, Eds.”

Eddie wants to kiss the pout off Buck’s face. It’s not a new thought, but the strength of it shocks him, he feels the want deep in his bones as if the very atoms that make him up are screaming with the urge. He looks away from Buck and takes a long sip of his coffee. It was a little too hot and the burn of it grounds him.

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#buddie #9-1-1 #evan buckley #eddie diaz #taylor swift #speak now tv #I can see you #fic #ao3 #thewolvesof1998 writes

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wolfnprey · 10 months

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wip wednesday

Tagged by the ever amazing @oliverstaark!

I have...nothing that's even close to being finished, but here's a nice hearty snippet from an Into the Badlands fusion I'm doing for my Buddie bingo card:

"Thank you for watching my kid, Buck, but you can go now."

"You're hurt and you just expect me to leave?" Buck returns incredulously. Like Eddie's the creep for thinking that of him.

Eddie's lip purses. "Yes. That's exactly what I expect."

"Well I'm not," Buck announces stubbornly, planting his feet to make it clear he's not going anywhere. "Someone needs to take a look at that, Eddie."

"No, they don't." Eddie's ready to bare his teeth, what right does Buck think he has to refuse to leave Eddie's house and demand Eddie get looked at? There's a growing pounding in Eddie's head that Buck's the sole cause of and he would love to take some pain reliever and go to bed. "It'll heal like the rest."

Buck's eyes widen further. "The rest?" he hisses. "What are you doing that would make you look like you're playing with hammers?"

"For the last time, Ryder, it's none of your damn business."

As soon as the words leave his mouth, everything comes to a direct halt and freezes.

Eddie's still looking at Buck, which is how he sees something shift in his eyes. Everything takes a shift. The pressure that's been building is gone in a blink, it's like Eddie's waking up when he didn't even know he's been asleep.

Ryder.

It's like seeing two images of the same person in front of him, a life that's been waiting for Eddie to come back to, a person that he's been aching for without remembering their name or face or even that he's been missing them at all.

Eddie's arms fall to his sides as his eyes rake over the man in front of him while his heart sings with every beat. Ryder Ryder Ryder.

Impossibly, there are too many words to say. Tears spring up and fall so quickly, and Eddie immediately hates it when the words he hears himself say are "You're bigger."

Ryder – Buck – doesn't hear him or chooses not to respond. He's staring at Eddie like he's trying to parse together if he's real. His steps are tentative, his hands visibly shaking, and this time Eddie welcomes the breach of his space. It's always belonged to Ryder.

"Eddie?" His name is said with such wonder that Eddie doesn't deserve. It tickles his memories dangerously with something Eddie doesn't want to remember yet.

"You had your plans," Eddie says roughly, "and I had my own."

Eddie's always kept his promises to Ryder. He said he'd always be by Ryder's side.

Ryder – Buck – gets that faint smile, that whisper of a curve to his lips, and cradles Eddie's face in his hands. "You set me free."

"I brought you back to me," Eddie corrects, slipping his hands underneath Buck's shirt and urging him closer.

"And now I'm never letting you go," Buck vows, chest to chest with Eddie, "I'm keeping what's mine."

There's nothing left to do but let Buck take it. The moment Buck kisses him, Eddie relinquishes his hold on everything and welcomes Buck back. His body sings with it, opens his mouth to the insistence of Buck's tongue, and digs his fingers into the man's back to prevent Buck from ever leaving him again.

uhhh, let's see....I'll tag @trippedandfell, @oneawkwardcookie, @ralsbecket, and @soldotnaandqueens

#wip wednesday #911 #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #ryder #into the badlands #wolfnprey

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dxppercxdxver · 5 months

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tagged in '20 questions for fic writers' by my good pal @chiropteracupola! ty friend :3 (i think much of this will be similar to the last one of these i did. Oh Whale.)

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

29!

2. what’s your total ao3 word count?

145,559

3. what fandoms do you write for?

i have never written for one fandom Consistently but i suppose at the moment the fandom occupying most of my time is the old Team Fortress 2. but like mine and @chiropteracupola's Old Timey version (shoutout to you flintlock fortress <3). but i also have been somewhat plugging away at an rls kidnapped fic so

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Out Of the Blue (detroit: become human/detroit evolution)

Take it From the Top (detroit: become human/detroit evolution)

Cardamine (detroit: become human)

I Loved You, I Always Do (detroit: become human/detroit evolution)

Cigarettes and Outer Space (detroit: become human/detroit evolution)

i am. Noticing A Trend lmao (also not one but Two richard edwards lyrics titles. hmm.)

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?

sooooometimes? occasionally i am moved by the desire to Empty Out My Inbox, at which point i reply to all the unread comments in there, but otherwise i normally reply to comments by friends and comments on more recent fics. the older stuff, especially the de artfest stuff, gets more frequently ignored lmao (although someone commented the loveliest thing the other day on one of those fics <3)

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

there are several in contention for this! (i feel) an overwhelming need (the moors) is a character study from a very upsetting play wherein the protagonist is literally eaten at the end, which is A Bit Not Good. i can't stand to see you bleed (the wolf and the watchman) has a more ambiguous ending but also ends with the distinct possibility that cecil will just straight up Die a few minutes off page and everyone is very sad about it. blizzard of pumice piled six feet high (goncharov) does of course end with mutually assured destruction and a fun little murder-suicide-murder situation that they are both resignedly sad about. there are a couple others that Are Angsty but not so much as these i think

7. what’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

once again, a couple options here! first is leave your body at the door (killjoys), which is a huge epic of legacy and mourning and ends with a bittersweet but also incredibly triumphant chapter about love and family. much as the ending itself is tinged with sadness, considering the amount of Torment we had to get through to wind up there puts this fic on the map for this category! alsoooo i think The (G)Hosts of Satellite's Past (mystery science theater 3000) gets up there, because it's basically just. tooth-rottingly sweet found family nonsense in space

8. do you get hate on fics?

not that i can remember? but it's also entirely possible i've just deleted a few of those comments and subsequently forgotten about them lmao. although it must be said that someone commented on my mst3k fic being VERY NITPICKY about my adherence to the given canon of the show and the liveshows and the livestreams and i'm like. bitch. i have not watched every livestream ever and i do not pay attention to the liveshows. also the show's canon can't agree with itself leave me alone shshjsjhs

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

uhhh i did a couple times at one point? but that was many years ago and it was never published. nowadays i've almost considered it exclusively for The Bit (ie relationships where I Think It Would Be Terribly Funny) but also The Bit has not yet overcome my Anxiety and Lack Of Skill. buuuut i will occasionally write The Craziest Metaphorical Shit You Will Ever See. meaning. that cannibalism is also an allegory y'know?

10. do you write crossovers? what’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i've certainly pondered many in my time but i'm unsure i've actually published any— WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED SPYTOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT SENTENCE. whoopsies. so yes! i do! i've only published one of them and it was a spies are forever/hadestown crossover that got Massively bigger than i ever intended (so much fanart! curt mega saw one of the pieces! hadestown official put one of the pieces on their story! shoutout to all you lovely artists and writers! @szollibisz / @considerablecolors / @teethworm / @owen-not-carvour <333333). there is also an Ancient artifact buried in my google docs that hasn't seen the light of day that's. a voltron: legendary defender/crazyhead crossover? to date it's one of my longest incomplete works and rereading it, despite how old it is, is remarkably pleasant like i was possessed by some sort of Good At Writing gremlin and it's surprisingly good. wonder if i should dredge some of that monstrosity up someday.....

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of? but also i'm not sure why i Would know that

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

if i have, no one has credited me or informed me of it

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

in terms of unpublished works, i have written So many fics with @nico-demons, since we were cringey middle schoolers together, but when looking at what's actually on my ao3, the only collaboration is with @chiropteracupola! while we don't actually share documents writing our flintlock fortress works, we have a massive shared bank of Lore and double check with each other constantly while we're working on our fics. so it's co-written not in practicality, but in literally every other capactiy

14. what’s your all time favourite ship?

o god i never have an answer for this. i cycle through fandoms so quickly it's hard for ships to have a huge staying power? but given that we're entering year two of this ship in earnest and year like. seven. of this ship in a half-pondered capacity, i'm gonna have to give it to joel robinson/mike nelson of mystery science theater! they will never ever leave my head!!!!!

15. what’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oof i have a Couple of these. first and foremost is contagion (gravity falls), a monster falls/timeskip gravity falls concept that i plotted SO MUCH OF and then got so intimidated by i could only write a couple pages before feeling like whatever i wrote wouldn't match up with what i'd been imagining. much as i'd love to muscle through someday and actually get the concept down, i find it Unlikely that'll ever actually happen. same with a joel/mike mst3k fic concept that i've been kicking around for a couple years surrounding mike's return to earth and trying to find joel again. once again, i got out over my skis and got so scared of executing the concept it's hard for me to imagine i ever get to it shjshjs

16. what are your writing strengths?

i've been told on numerous occasions that i'm really good at mimicking character voice (and possibly author voice, but that's usually more secondary)! i have a very sound and rhythm based memory, so writing dialogue has always been a strong point of mine, as i can basically hear what the character would be saying in their way of saying it. i also consider myself really good at crafting well thought out/intricate plots!

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

FINISHING THINGS. JESUS CHRIST. i'm so bad at mustering any sort of followthrough on projects that are either longer than my usual or i've been working on past a couple of weeks of inspiration. a part of this i'm Sure is the adhd but also i'm miserable at writing anything to completion past a few one shots.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

depends on the context, depends on the language. flintlock fortress in particular has characters of Many Nationalities coming together in a very specific context? thus far i've been rather loath to write extended sections of dialogue in other languages, but i can usually manage small sections, especially french (took it for three years in high school and apparently Something stuck). otherwise i tend to skirt around it or double check with people more familiar with it

19. first fandom you wrote for?

i was discussing this with @chiropteracupola the other day actually!! my first fic Ever saved to my google drive is a wild kratts/my little pony crossover! and i would continue to cross mlp over with Many Things! so i would say my little pony was my first written-for fandom, purely based on the fact that it served as such frequent crossover material

20. favourite fic you’ve written?

this is an interesting one! i have a few fics that have a special place in my heart for different reasons. i'm incredibly fond of Try Again, Die Again (detroit: become human/detroit evolution) because i felt insanely clever and actually managed to execute the concept i wanted in a way that was very close to what i originally imagined. it's one of my more action-packed stories and upon rereading it i'm actually still really proud of it. another one i'm extraordinarily fond of is strangely enough Where The Sun Can't Find Me (spies are forever), which is a short little werewolf!curt one shot! just the right amount of Meat to appeal to me and i really like the prose style i went with for it. honorable mention once more goes to leave your body at the door (killjoys) but i've talked about her already so. Moving On. lastly i loooove don't give it a hand, offer it a soul (team fortress 2/haunted by your hand crossover), because it's a Ghost Story and Ghost Romance and A Little Gross and Full Of Sadness. what fun what fun :3

taggin'! @nico-demons, @firstmatedville, @considerablecolors, @natdrinkstea, and @wilhelmina-murray-harker :3

#wowie! a long post!#radio free junebug #my writing #captain cupola #i refuse to tag fandoms for these <3 #tag game

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slumbergoblin · 1 year

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Slapping this list of... things.. that I've had for Stratos and Betrayus here on The Tumblr™ (Nothing is in order and uhhh some of this is not new and subject to change)

Stratos:

has bouts of insomnia (projecting? yes.)

has night terrors (they died down somewhat years after the loss of Betrayus)

partook in boxing to help pay for Betrayus's top surgery (Stratos was like, 18 - mid 20s, and Betrayus is a trans man lets freakingg goooo)

gets really into baking and gets really good at it

used to be a part of a jock clique in highschool

feels extreme guilt over the loss of his younger brother

does not like traveling or exploring (ironic, right?)

is only the president to protect his brother (Pacopolis was desperate during one of the last ghost wars and lost their former president, it probably wouldn't work like this but whatever)

doesn't like living in the roundhouse so he willingly drives 2 - 3 hours back to his actual house (Jesus Christ Stratos)

met Sir C during one of his final boxing matches (so Stratos was like, 24… 25 maybe??)

admires Betrayus for the hard work he does (not even close to canon but w/e this is my house now)

totally thinks for like, a good long while that Betrayus hates his guts

Betrayus (previously alive):

was forced to do many school activities, most of which he did not want to do

excelled throughout middle school and highschool

loves food (has eyes bigger than his stomach #same)

has been all over Pac world (he was in the military after all)

met Zac and Sunny while he was stationed (somewhere)

took part in the last war between ghosts and Pac Worlders (?)

the more he tagged along with Zac and Sunny the more he learned about the Nether Realm (whenever they ventured in there of course)

likes to write (wrote Mei letters while he was out doing military thingz™️ :))

has/had journals that were written during has years as a commander

grew more cold towards people growing up (probably due to the loss of his father)

grew less cold after slowly allowing himself to be more vulnerable (you can thank Mei for that)

used to have long hair that Rotunda would put into her signature-traitor-family-hairstyle©️

got called 'sir' at some point when he was little and had short hair (he realized he wanted to be a boy)

resents Stratos because he was often given everything while he had to work for what he wanted

grew distant from his brother and his mother (but never hated them)

is a really good liar (the only two who can tell when he is lying is Mei and Stratos)

gains a somewhat stone-cold expression just like his mother

Betrayus (ghost):

was banished to the Nether Realm because he was the suspected reason as to why so many people went missing

even ghosts that guard the entrance to the Nether Realm don't allow Betrayus to leave (there's a treaty-thing going on between both worlds)

wears gloves to not burn things (also has several gloves for several occasions)

he was given the role of being the new Lord of Fire

all of the Ghost Lords were iffy about Betrayus taking up Igneous's mantel (except for Kai and Una)

made himself look the way that he is now (originally he looked more like a normal ghost, but changed after becoming the new Lord)

ends up becoming super grouchy and cruel, by this time Pac is about to attend Maze High

eventually becomes friends with the ghost gang (the ghost gang also have a "hey wait- you're the reason we're down here!" moment)

has some heart-to-heart conversations with Butler from time to time

becomes absolutely livid when he hears that Stratos is now the President

has not seen Elli since she was a newborn

(this one is a brand new thought) he 'plays his part' when he notices how Pacopolis sees him I.E. he's like "you see me as the bad guy? Fine. I'll be the bad guy."

probably ended up a fire ghost because of his passion to fight for what he thinks is right (he's loud and unapologetic for it)

Uhhh I think that is all... for now...

#pmatga #betrayus spheros #stratos spheros #pmatga rewrite #woo baby this is a long one #as i'm jotting new things down i'm like #'if he didn't have a burning passion for the things he enjoys he probably would have been an ice ghost'#Ive been thinking about the unpopular opinion post a lot and I'm like 'wow! I like my Betrayus more than the canon one!'#he's just a guy who got wrapped up in stuff he shouldn't have :(#copy-pasted the first two halves from discord baybeee

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resident-rats · 19 days

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20 Questions for Fic Authors

Thank you @silvercap for tagging me!!

1. How many works do you have?

18!!

2. What is your Ao3 word count?

176,463

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Basically just Resident Evil at the moment, the only other fandom I’ve written for is BBC Ghosts (quite a big contrast there lol)

4. What are your top 5 fics by Kudos?

• One Bed 284 (Serennedy)

• My Starling 273 (BBC Ghosts)

• What If? 240 (Serennedy)

• Hands-on Approach 231 (Chreon)

• A Much Needed Break 224 (Serennedy)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes!! Sometimes there’s a bit of a wait, but I try to respond to them all

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don’t think any have an angsty ending?? I definitely planned to have a few, but chickened out lolll. I’d like to write some with an angsty ending though, it’s something I enjoy reading in general

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All of them probably hdhdhdh, usually my fics all end in similar ways 🥴

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not had any yet (touch wood)

9. Do you write smut? If so, which kind?

Almost everything I’ve written contains smut loll. Usually it’s quite feelings oriented/first time sleeping together kinda smut? Though some of it is purely just horny self indulgence 🫡

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest crossover you’ve ever written?

Not written any crossovers!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I hope not lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

Uhhh, I don’t know if I have an all time favourite ship?? Usually I just latch onto a few ships in a fandom until I eventually bounce into different one. I mean Destiel will always have a place in my heart, purely bc it’s the first fandom related ship I properly got into??? And how feral I was over it in my early teens lol. But I’ve not read any spn fanfic or really interacted with the community in yearssss so 🤷🏻‍♂️ Right now though my favourite ship is probably Chreon or Metaltango??

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Uhhhh I have Serennedy fic I started writing in May last year that I kinda gave up on lol. It was my very first attempt at writing an RE fic when I first got consumed with the rot™️ The plot was just Luis turning up at Leon’s door in the middle of the night bc people were after him

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I write emotions well?? I’ve also been told I describe stuff well!! Which is very kind. People have also said they like my characterisations!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I’m gonna try and not be too hard on myself lol. I think I reuse a lot of specific phrases and words? I also always tend to end fics in similar ways, which i’d quite like to break out of

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Personally I think it’s quite a commitment if you don’t know the language well, because Google translate can only get you so far. But if you wanna do it then do it ��

19. First fandom you wrote for?

BBC Ghosts!! Though I’ve not actually finished the fic

20. Favourite fic you’ve written

Hands-on Approach or Dinner Can Wait, I think?? Maybe Knives Are Faster?? I tend to rank my favourite fics based on how I was doing when I wrote them lol, because I guess they’re kinda associated with whatever I was feeling at the time??

Tagging: @courtofparrots @sleeplesstories @samblerambles and anyone else who wants to do it!!!! Please consider yourself tagged if you’d like to <33 (also no pressure to anyone tagged to do it)

#tag game

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urmomsfavelesbian · 2 years

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i was going to level the same which betty do you wanna kiss question at you but i wanted to make you really ponder on this answer so let's say you had to marry one betty, fuck one betty and kill another betty (im sorry one has to go it's the rules of the game i just made up) what are your choices

okay SO lil bit of a long post warning >:)

marry is a toss up between these 2 i simply cannot pick and u can’t make me bc LOOK at both of Them we would have such happy cute precious marriages i would be her lil spoon every night and bring her coffee in her special koala mug in the morning and we’d snuggle on the porch swing together 🥰

fuck is uhhh also a toss up but in a whore way. my final answer In This Moment would have to be Her

not bc she looks like this in my fic or anything like that ofc 😵‍💫

but also shoutout to the Many runner ups of this moment

as well as uhh *checks notes*

That one No Brainer performance where she had long sleeves and chains and the video angle is like ur on ur knees in front of her 🥴 moulin ru daya, Mad at Jasmine scene daya, that one blonde bimbo betty w purple eyes and the gross nasty song yk it’s like make me cum make me squirt see my titties through my shirt etc etc etc and finally the Daya from the illusive performance her and willow did omg i’ll tag u in the gifs it haunts me i need it so bad and the gifs are the only proof it happened :’(((((

and finally i would absolutely kill gross icky nasty spitting food into a girl’s open waiting mouth daya, hate her she haunts my every moment and i need her Gone so i can stop thinking of her everytime i open my mouth like that or see tortillas at the store i hate her im gonna strangle her if i can reach

#i would ALSO kill milkshake daya she’s so gross and i hate her and i Haven’t watched the video twice today #thank you so much for this q it occupied me for so long #also the tutu look is Def Not bc she’s 7 feet tall and the gold look is Def Not bc she’s so hot when she’s mad #cue Those gifs you know the ones #also #i did actually write down my list so there’s that

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Tagged by @saikkunen. Thanks a lot, I like doing stuff like this and it’s been a while :3

What book are you currently reading? Brisingr (for those who’ve never heard of it, the third book in the series Eragon starts). I’ve read it few times before, but it’s been a while since I last did it. Still love the series. Also there’s Mariel of Redwall, with which I’ve been stuck for more than six months now. It is dangerous to re-read a book for a millionth of time when you remember that oh no, next is the part you don’t care about.

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year? I only went to see one movie in theaters in 2022 (yeah it’s already 2023, shut up), and it was Sonic 2. I did go see it 3 whopping times, so it’s pretty safe to say it’d be my favourite even if there were any others.

What do you usually wear? Uhhhh hoodies, fitting tank tops or t-shirts, loose pants. Colors vary, mostly black but there can be others.

How tall are you? 169cm.

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? Libra. I do not know, Trafalgar Law from One Piece is close enough to a celebrity for me.

Do you go by your name or nickname? I choose to think this refers to irl, so name. My dad is literally the only one to ever call me nicknames or pet names.

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child? I never really wanted to be anything but a tango queen when I was a kid, and that was when I was 4 or so. So, I guess ‘no idea’ came true.

Are you in a relationship? If not who is your crush if you have one? Nope. Also no crushes.

What’s something you’re good at vs something you’re bad at? Uhhh I guess I’m kinda good at drawing and writing? Maybe? Good is such a vague term. I do enjoy those, and I think that’s more important than being ‘’’good’‘‘ at things. I am bad at playing any instruments. Too many things you’re supposed to do simultaneously with your body.

Dogs or cats? Cats!!!! Dogs are also good, but cats make me more stupidly happy than any other creatures I’ve met.

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year? I have drawn some pretty good pictures this year, but I haven’t posted them online and I don’t feel like doing that now either. I do enjoy one undead wolf knight thingy I drew. I also like (still partly wip) doll’s bed I made a lot. I have written a lot, but isolating a single line is impossible.

What’s something you would like to create content for? Currently I’d like to doodle all of my favourite One Piece characters, but we’ll see when I’ll get to that. I have also been redrawing my oldest ocs with the same kids’ color pencils and other stuff as 20 years ago, and it’s been lots of fun. Overall I wanna work on my original projects more.

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? Stardew Valley and Sonic Frontiers. Too bad I already completed the latter, I am waiting for the dlc’s to come. Also obsessed about my original projects.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? Dissapointment is for those who do not know how to keep their expectations and excitement realistic. Jokes aside, I am honestly fairly good at being realistic about things I’m interested in, and it is a very rare occasion I am actually dissapointed about something I was excited for first, and it didn’t happen in 2022.

What’s a hidden talent of yours? It wouldn’t be hidden if I told you, would it. Tbh, I have no idea. Organizing material things maybe? Keep your timetables and whatnot away from me, but let me rearrange those messy drawers and closets of yours.

Are you religious? Nah. I am slightly spiritual pagan of my own brand though.

Whats something you wish to have at this moment? Does not-ill body and mind free of constant anxiety count? If not, then Freedom Planet 2 Switch port would be nice, but that won’t be out before next summer.

Tagging: Nah, don’t really feel like atm. If you wanna do this, consider yourself tagged.

#my life #ask game

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pandas-pandemonium · 1 year

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I posted 164 times in 2022

That's 58 more posts than 2021!

45 posts created (27%)

119 posts reblogged (73%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@pandas-pandemonium

@raven-at-the-writing-desk

@twiwoncrackpopcorn

@yandere-daze

@bluemoondust

I tagged 110 of my posts in 2022

Only 33% of my posts had no tags

#twst spoilers - 8 posts

#twst chapter 6 - 8 posts

#asks - 7 posts

#twisted wonderland - 4 posts

#yandere sentient twst asks - 3 posts

#yandere obey me - 2 posts

#twst guide - 2 posts

#yeah - 2 posts

#happinesss - 2 posts

#yandere headcanons - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 106 characters

#if you want original works i have quotev for that but i haven't updated any of my stories in years so uhhh

My Top Posts in 2022:

MAN

they're Really keeping Idia/Ortho's OB design a secret huh

The painnn

I have so many things to talk about idk where to start??

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR LATEST CHAPTER 6 UPDATE

i cannot add a spoiler tag on mobile so SCROLL PAST!!!

Okay now...

First up:

the Pomefiore fan in me is So SOO happy??? Epel got his UM - Sleep Kiss, Rook being a good senpai and guiding Epel with his new magic spell, Vil being so happy to see them, Mann

His voice when he saw Epel like-🥺🥺🥺 Villl you missed your friends so muchh

I love Pomefiore so much, their dynamics are eVeRYTHiNG

Ortho?? Um- Ortho?? He really went "Sayonara bitches" the moment the dorm leaders didn't agree with the plan to reset the world like- Buddy??

And also-

What happened to Ortho from "That Day" that Idia gave up so easily?? He really went down to the Titans chamber, then Phantom Ortho was all, "Nii-chan, I've been dreaming of the day i could see you!" and Idia was all, "Leave it up to your big bro" and just- OBed...

It's pretty cool seeing his OB gem tho. At least now we know where it is?

Finally:

Grim... It's crazy how he can sniff out blot immediate honestly. By the end of this chapter, Idek if Grim will be the same after this. Any sign of someone OBing sets him off into feral mode. Yuu is going to be so heartbroken when they find him.

Also, Idk if he broke out already, but if he hasn't, someone is going to get hurt when he does.

It'll be pretty funny if they found him gnawing on OB Idia's heels tho lmao

Anyways...

we now have to wait until April or longer... Man... and I read this in one sitting too

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Speculations on Claude's difference in character in 3 Hopes vs 3 Houses

Writing this because I'm so tired of seeing so many angry comments and tweets and posts about his supposed character assassination (among other things) and because I have faith in my guy. As of writing this, I've only just finished Part 1 of Golden Wildfire and only know some tidbits from spoilers (which I willingly exposed myself to)

The main gripe people seem to have about Claude's character is to do with how forceful and unwilling to hear people out and inquire about situations and people's motives. Personally, I don't see it as character assassination but rather a different way he could have developed if he hadn't gone through White Clouds in 3 Houses or met Byleth, or hadn't had to kill his half-brother, Shahid.

What I think was the turning point for Claude's forceful and aggressive actions, was very likely the event that he killed his own brother. We see traces of 3 Houses Claude, him trying to reason with Shahid and wanting to talk things out but alas, Shahid doesn't care and Claude ultimately makes the decision to kill him. Post-battle, we see Claude is very clearly affected by that event.

6 months later, Claude reforms the Alliance into the Leicester Federation and is placed as its king.

Perhaps it's all the stress built up from the war. The Alliance has been going through battle after battle and it's taking a toll on him. It doesn't help that because he wasn't in the Academy for a year to get to know his classmates and learn to trust others, he feels like as the Alliance Leader (as of Part 1), he has to shoulder all the decisions and be responsible for everything that happens. The Roundtable Conferences don't help with his frustrations either.

Through supports and the story itself, Claude has shown signs of disdain for the Alliance's system, but he hasn't really seen the need to change it, although it is inefficient. Then Shez comes along and goes, "Hey, why don't you make yourself the sole leader so decisions will go by faster during wartime?" and it opens up a possibility he hadn't even thought about. If he becomes the sole leader and doesn't need to go through the endless circling of decisions waiting for all 5 lords to come to a unanimous decision, things will be done faster and he can do what he wants to do quicker.

Back to Shahid's death and his impact on Claude's mental state - it definitely changed him. Perhaps after making the choice to kill his own blood, he made the decision to no longer hold back. He can't be too "soft" or hesitant anymore. He needs to be more resolved in his decisions and perhaps that is why we see the Claude we see in 3 Hopes. The aggressive, cutthroat Claude who doesn't consider choosing to hear people out. This can be seen in his decision to send troops to the 3 lords' territories to create public order instead of Lorenz's suggestion to send an envoy first. Claude even says that they'll "probably make half-baked excuses anyway" and that there's no point talking things out. This is pretty much where I've left off from the game, but it's clear that Shahid's refusal to reason with him still affects him.

I do think that perhaps the writers could have shown that a bit more, but Claude is way more reserved in his emotions and willingness to express himself and it may have been difficult to show that internal turmoil. Either way, I still think calling Claude's change of character, "character assassination" is going too far especially if you don't consider the prior events and the what-if's and differences in situation and events that occur between both games.

119 notes - Posted June 28, 2022

I have a big weakness for self-aware, yandere characters so your headcanons are a miracle to me. Could you do something with Deuce where the player always compliments him whenever they get a card or see him? He is my best boy and I love him so darn much that I always louldy anounce it when I see him :,) Thank you!

A/N: Figured I should get this out since the 2022 January Masterchef event and the New Years event are so Deuce-focused. (he's a good boy and I love him)

Yan! Sentient! Twst AU - Deuce being complimented

Every time Deuce receives a compliment, he can't help but feel all warm and shy inside

You're just so nice! So kind! The fact that you acknowledge his efforts and his presence is so rewarding. He sometimes feels like he doesn't deserve all that praise

The compliments you give him fuels his desire to make sure the mirror gives you his cards more often - his Dorm SSR, his Birthday Suit SSR and more!

Unfortunately, despite having a UM, his magic still isn't strong enough to really have much of an effect on the gacha system

It does mean however, that your praise has a greater effect on the blue-haired first year

"You came home! My precious boy!"

Deuce has to do everything in his power to not overload in embarrassment

Yes, he's your precious boy and he hopes he won't ever lose that position

He's also especially thankful towards the developers of the game whenever he gets an event that he features in

It just means that you'll be paying more attention to him!

Deuce truly hopes that you'll always love him and that your attention and love for him doesn't wane any time soon.

If it does, he'll be truly heartbroken...

309 notes - Posted January 11, 2022

Yandere! Mammon and his obsession with being "first"

Mild/Implied NSFW

Note: This is slightly spicy, and completely unprompted. Just something that's been sitting in the back of my mind lol. Please don't send me NSFW requests! My NSFW rule still applies to even mild spicy requests.

Mammon who learns that you're a virgin who's never had their first kiss

Mammon who insists on taking all your firsts upon learning about it, cockblocking all his brothers when they attempt to have some alone time with you; he can't risk you casually giving away your first kiss or first time to someone else, after all

"[Name], you've never had your first kiss?"

His eyes are wide, and his body trembling with pure ecstasy

"If you haven't then... I'll do it! I, the Great Mammon will be the one to give you all your firsts! After all, I am your first demon!"

If you let him, he's over the moon, bragging about it to anyone in passing

If not, well...he hates to do it, but he'll have to take it by force

Cornering you in your room, forcing you down on the bed as he steals your first kiss, impatiently undressing you, eager to take everything

Mammon's not going to let this chance slip by

He's the avatar of Greed and he's desperate to take and take whatever you've got

359 notes - Posted February 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Yandere! Asmo has been on my mind a lot lately

Mildly spicy headcanons, so mild you'll barely notice it

Asmo who claims to be so deeply in love that he wants everything about you

He wants to be in you, in some way or another and vice versa

Exceptionally clingy

"Hey MC, why don't we take a bath together? Just you and me~?"

If you refuse...well, he'll just take whatever you may have left behind

your bathwater

Absolutely loves it if you ever borrow his makeup or skincare products

It's like having his scent all over you!

May or may not take up the habit of using your lipbalm or lip products on his own

It's an indirect kiss! How romantic, no? Though he'd much prefer the real deal

Hates it if you ever wear someone else's perfume or get someone's scent on you

"Hey, whose shampoo did you use?"

"Mammon's?! Why didn't you ask me?!"

This simply won't do. He's dragging you to the bathroom to smother anything of his own onto your body

It's how he stakes his claim on you, after all

366 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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thii-nii · 2 years

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BL ~ Drama Asks

I was tagged by @pharawee. Thank you!! 🌺

1. If you had to watch one drama forever what would it be?

I don't rewatch dramas a lot. Usually, I really love something while I'm watching it and it means a lot to me in that period of time. But when I try to rewatch a drama months or years later, it often feels really awkward and I hardly ever finish them. So most of my favourite dramas occupy a special place in my heart, but I'm reluctant to rewatch them. (+ There are always so many new dramas that I want to try and that are waiting for me to fall in love with them! XD) That said, if I had to choose one, right now I'd pick Kinnporsche. It's a combination of different genres, so I'd be able to enjoy lot's of different emotions. Additionally, there's just so much to love in Kp, lot's of awesome themes, intense moments and lovable characters. I actually want to rewatch Kp right now, because there still are so many things I want to try making, that I didn't get around to before... but I'm still in my procrastination period. lol

2. If you could change the ending of a drama which one would it be?

Well, Kp ended most recently and we might not get a season 2, so... I'd want to see a different ending for Kim and Chay. I mean, if we actually get a season 2 I'd love to see them find their way back to each other (while also getting to see more of angry/feral Kim & rebellious Chay), but if this is the overall ending, it feels a little cruel to have both of them be in so much pain. (Not to mention that no one even knows they were a thing?? I need them all to spend time together and for Porsche to kick Kim's ass a bit for hurting Chay.) And, of course, "History is only written by the victor" .... ???? Well, well, well, wellll..... I need some conclusion to Korn's messed up games.

3. Name your favorite drama and tell who your favorite character was.

I'm so bad at choosing favourites. But, uhhh, Kinnporsche (Porsche, Kim, Vegas); I told Sunset about you & I promised you the Moon (Teh, Oh-aew); Not Me (Yok).

4. Name a drama you dropped within the first few episodes ~ we all have at least one!

As I said earlier, I love trying out new dramas. But that also means I end up dropping a lot of them. Of the ones airing right now, I dropped Unforgotten Night, Check Out (I enjoyed Ep 0, but I couldn't even get through the first episode 😞) & Even Sun (just last week; it has Boun & Prem and such a beautiful setting, but I noticed I wasn't really paying attention anymore, so I let it go).

5. Name a popular drama you've never watched and why?

Hmm, The Untamed & Advance Bravely. I don't know why? I've seen them around a lot and I feel like I should've at least tried them when they were airing, but somehow I didn't and still haven't.

6. Name a drama you regret watching.

I usually drop them before I have too many regrets. But there were a few really popular ones that I continued watching, simply because I kept seeing so many gifs of them, only to still feel kind of meh about them at the end. >_<

7. Name a drama you thought you’d never watch but did and did you end up liking it?

The only one I can think of that might fit this question is 3 Will Be Free. It wasn't really on my mind before, but since I was in the mood for something a little darker, I remembered gifsets of this drama and wanted to give it a try. I've seen two episodes so far and am still interested!

8. Name a pairing you want to see?

Ohhh, as long as it has one actor I like, I'd already be super happy. But hmmm, maybe Mond Tanutchai & Gun Atthaphan (since we never got Gramblack and I like their bickering friendship); Jeff Satur & anyone that's not a baby.... Jeff Satur & action scenes... no wait, where am I going with this...

9. Name a pairing you didn’t think had chemistry?

Nat Natasitt & Max Kornthas in the few episodes of Cutie Pie that I've seen.

10. Name a pairing you have seen in another drama that you like?

??? I'm interpreting this as: a pairing I've seen in a drama that I haven't (fully) watched? Yim Pharinyakorn & Tutor Koraphat (also Cutie Pie). I liked them enough to look up their clips on yt after I dropped Cp.

#tagged (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)#thank you so much for tagging me!! this was really fun! :)#and sorry for taking so long (as always >_<)

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yin-yanglulu · 9 months

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Rule The World: Chapter One

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences (Nothing that bad happens, it’ll just have a teensy bit more language than usual)

Catagory: M/F

Fandom: Skylanders (Video Games)

Relationship: Cali/Flynn (Skylanders)

Characters: Cali (Skylanders), Flynn (Skylanders)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Actors, Alternate Universe - Modern, Fluff, Romantic Comedy, yes I’ve given them surnames bc it’s an actor au

(This doesn’t have anything to do with Calynn week btw)

Cali was at a actor new year’s party, she was sat at a table chatting with some friends.

“Do you seriously not have any resolutions for the new year Cal?” Her friend and fellow actress Robin Corbin asked.

“Not really, I haven’t really thought about them yet!” Cali replied.

“You’ll need to think about them soon!” said Pixie Nightingale, another one of Cali’s friends.

(Author’s note: idk with these names I came up with lol, also I’m not that good at writing small talk)

“Heh, not my fault I’ve been busy!” Cali said.

There was a moment of silence between the three, until they heard another limousine park up to the place.

“Who’s that?” Pixie asked.

“I dunno, they never told us about what other people are gonna show up!” Robin replied.

“Should we go take a look?” Cali asked.

“Yeah, why not!” Pixie answered.

They went downstairs to the entrance to have a peek at who showed up, there was still crowds of people waiting outside, most of them wanting to catch a glimpse of who’s at the party.

“Woah, they’re all still here?!” Robin asked confusingly.

“It is a party that largely consists of actors and actresses after all!” Cali replied.

“Wait! He’s here too?!” Pixie said as she noticed who it was.

“Pixie, who is it you’re talking about?” Cali asked.

“It’s that Flynn Boomfield guy, I dunno what he’s doing here, he must’ve been invited here too!”

(Author’s Note: Yes I made that Flynn’s surname)

Flynn was walking out of the taxi and into the entrance of the party building, he stopped for a moment to wink at the crowd, resulting in the crowd cheering.

“Of course most of the crowd that screamed were girls, the guy’s kinda known for being popular with that crowd, not that he’s dated anyone from there, but he has his fans!” Pixie said.

“Oh that guy, I’ve heard about him before-“ Cali said before Robin cut her off.

“Yeah! I’ve talked to him before, he’s a pretty cool guy!” Robin said.

“Hey, uhhh…can you tell me where the party is, I’ve been invited here!” Flynn asked them, somewhat confused as to why they were standing there.

“Sure! I’ll show you, it’s nice to see you again!” Robin said, offering to take him to the main room.

“Same here!” Flynn said, shaking her hand.

“Ummm, you’ve still got your sunglasses on!” Cali said, looking at him.

“Oh, right, always forget about that!” Flynn chuckled as he took them off and put them in his pocket.

“Not expecting that big of a crowd waiting for you outside huh?” Pixie asked.

“Heh, wasn’t that shocking, I know how many fans of mine were out there, and I figured the ladies were waiting for me to wink at them!” He replied as they began walking.

They eventually got to the main party room.

Pixie and Robin went off to the bar, while Flynn and Cali were left standing there.

“Hey, I ummm, didn’t catch your name!” Flynn said.

“Cali, Cali Gladstone, Pixie already told me your name” she replied.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you” Flynn said offering his hand for a handshake.

“Nice to meet you too!” Cali said, shaking his hand.

It seemed that Cali had lost sight of Robin and Pixie.

“Should we just sit at another table until we find them?” Cali asked.

“Yeah, I’m kinda thirsty!” Flynn replied as they sat down.

“What can I get for you?” The waiter asked them.

“What do you want?” Cali asked Flynn.

“It’s new years, so why not some champagne!” Flynn answered.

“Cool, I’ll have the same!” Cali told the waiter.

“Two glasses of champagne, coming up!” The waiter said as they walked off.

“So, what have you been in recently?” Cali asked.

“Oh, y’know, just the typical, I’ve been in a lot of things lately, I guess you could say I’m famous!” Flynn replied.

“I could tell by the crowd of people waiting for you outside, you seem to be popular with a lot of people” Cali said.

“Heh, yeah…I know there’s a loooot of ladies out there that would agree with you there, I always make sure to wink at them at stuff like that, their reactions are priceless, I’m not really against that kinda stuff, I mean, they are a majority of my fans, but, it kinda gets old after a while, though I don’t blame them, I mean, I do consider myself pretty handsome and irresistible!” Flynn responded.

“Hm, fascinating!”

The two of them seemed to have been having a friendly conversation, they spent some time drinking champagne and exchanging stories about their acting careers.

They decided to head outside on the balcony for a while, as it was almost midnight.

“Y’know, there’s a lotta feelings that when you’ve been acting for a long time, you can’t really tell if those feelings are real or just want the script says you’re supposed to feel…” Flynn said.

“Hm, really?” Cali asked.

“Yeah…” Flynn replied.

Their hands were inches from touching, their faces started getting closer, until…

BANG!

The fireworks started going off, as it had turned midnight.

“Oh, I didn’t even realise it was that time already!” Flynn chuckled.

“Well, it is, heres to a new year!” Cali replied, raising her glass, Flynn did the same, and they clinked their glasses together.

After the fireworks, they began to say their goodbyes.

“Hey Cali!” Flynn said, as he was about to walk out the entrance to his ride home.

“We should try meeting up sometime!” He said.

“Oh, okay! See you later!” Cali said.

“See ya!” Flynn said as he walked out the entrance, the crowd cheered again as he walked into the limousine.

Shortly afterwards, Cali’s taxi had arrived.

As she was driven to her home, her mind was still thinking about what Flynn had said to her.

“He couldn’t have meant…that…could he?”

To Be Continued…

#skylanders #calynn #lulu’s fics

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