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aerahyasashi · 2 days

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yandere satosugu x female reader? can you do jealousy headcanons (like what makes them jealous and/or what they do when they get jealous)? sorry if that wasn’t specific enough!

╰┈➤𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Yandere! Satosugu x Fem! Reader

╰┈➤𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Yandere behavior (duh) murder, possessiveness, gore. (Ooc maybe) satoru being an oa little shit. Poly relationship.

╰┈➤𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: WHAHAHA i didn’t knew if you wanted it to be separate or not anon, you said satosugu so i immediately assumed that it was a threesome. But heree, some hc’s:33 sorry pookie, i got lazy on suguru’s part:< SJAKEKSKA i did this first cause hc’s are the easiest to write💀💀💀

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🔪Satoru struggles with pervasive jealousy issues, particularly when it comes to you and Suguru.

🔪This dude is like the embodiment of jealousy. he’s so envious he’s practically green with it. Hell he’s even jealous of himself. There was this one time he bet he could pull off dressing up as a girl for a dare, and oh boy, did he go all out. But then he got all pouty when you gushed all over him and got all touchy, something that you don’t really do often. And his reason of getting jealous with himself? He thought that you prefer him as a girl, like hello? you were supposed to prefer the original satoru and not his genderbent!

🔪But seriously, this guy’s jealousy knows no bounds. If Suguru flashes a flirty grin at someone else, bam, jealousy strikes. And if you dare compliment another soul? Jealousy overload. You hugged another man that isn’t suguru? He’s trying to force himself not to throw hands. This dude craves all the attention, all the affection, like a toddler hoarding toys in a playgroup. He’s aware he’s selfish, probably knows it’s not the best look, but he’s powerless against the possessiveness that overtakes him when it comes to you and Suguru. You both have this unique power to bring out the best and worst in him, after all, you two were the only one who sees him as “Satoru” and not as the “Strongest.”

🔪Satoru’s neurotic tendencies and jealousy issues stemmed from his messed-up childhood. The poor guy got stripped of his carefree youth and was thrust into the adult world way before his time after all. the jealousy bug bit him hard when he saw other kids having the time of their lives, while he was stuck with grown-ups fawning over him and expecting way too much and pressuring him. That childhood envy stuck to him like glue, and it grew into a full-blown mess when you, him, and Suguru became an item.

🔪The thing that grinds Satoru’s gears the most and the absolute worst, is when you and Suguru says something about other people’s eyes like; “Their eyes is so pretty” Blah, blah, blah, bullshit like that. It kills him inside that you don’t shower the same love on his eyes. His eyes are prettier, more powerful, and literally very unique, and you hardly ever mention how beautiful it is.

🔪Satoru absolutely loathes it when you’re completely oblivious to someone flirting with you. He’ll shoot menacing glares at the culprit when you’re not paying attention, as if daring them to keep it up, and he would end up threatening them.

🔪Satoru doesn’t bother in hiding his emotions, he’ll whimper, pout, and stick to you and Suguru like glue. And would play the melodramatic card, guilt tripping you. Or he’ll just straight up threaten you or tell suguru about how naughty you are.

🔪🔪🔪

Satoru’s head rested delicately upon your lap as your dexterous fingers ran through his snow white tresses. He gazed at you upward, sky blue eyes peeking from beneath his snowy eyelashes.

“Can you give me your phone for a minute baby? I just wanna do something”

Without pause for consideration, you obliged his request and gave the phone into his outstretched hand.

“Yeah, sure, here.” You responded with a hum.

“What are you gonna do with it, anyways?” You questioned, before your eyes widened as you saw how satoru’s digits hastened across the interface, focused intently on blocking specific contacts from further reaching your line.

“Huh, ‘Toru, what the hell?”

“Wait—why are you blocking them? Those are my—” Your words faded as Satoru lifted his head from your lap and moves away from you, his piercing gaze fixed on yours as he gently grasped your chin between his forefinger and thumb.

“Why do you always insist on conversing with them, hmm? Do you like them?”

“What— no! It’s not like that, what the fuck?”

“If you really love me and Suguru, then you have to sever ties with that girl/guy and keep your distance, okay?”

🔪Suguru really isn’t the jealous type, because he’s all about trust and loyalty when it comes to you and Satoru—He trusts you two.

🔪But, every now and then, a feeling of jealousy creep up inside him when he sees you and Satoru hanging out and having fun without him. He tries to brush it off though, understanding that you two are really close. He just wants to see his pretty lovers smiling, or at least that’s what he tells himself.

🔪When Suguru starts feeling jealous, it’s not a pretty sight. Beneath that kind and laid-back exterior lies a man who doesn’t really forgive that much. Suguru doesn’t forgive, and he doesn’t forget.

🔪Suguru may be a master at concealing his jealousy, but when it does surface, it’s like a storm crashing down. Picture this: you innocently text someone he’s really jealous of, and before you know it, your phone is pulled from your hands and tossed across the room while he summons a cursed spirit to destroy it completely, only to be replaced with a brand-new one moments later. Oh, and that person you were casually chatting with? It’s either you can consider them ghosted or consider them dead.

🔪Mentioning your ex around him was a big no-no. Because it immediately triggers him. can’t you just keep the spotlight on him and Satoru? One tiny mention of your ex’s name or Satoru reminiscing about his past flings, and Suguru’s mood immediately becomes sour.

🔪In stark comparison to Satoru, Suguru remains nonchalant about compliments being thrown around. He’s all for lifting people up until those compliments take a flirtatious turn. If that line is crossed, however, his cursed spirits will have its new meal.

🔪If Suguru was jealous and it led to an argument between you two, he would turn on his ultimate weapon—the silent treatment. He’d nonchalantly start hanging out with other people, making sure you noticed just to annoy you and make you jealous. He was well aware of his petty tendencies, but deep down, he simply wished for you to drop the bratty act and apologize.

🔪If you don’t really apologize and just pushed him over the edge... Well, you’ll have to say goodbye to your sanity because suguru is brutal as fuck when it comes to giving punishment.

🔪Unlike Satoru, who would guilt trip and manipulate you, Suguru would take it up a notch on the intensity scale. He wouldn’t shy away from using violence after all. And that doesn’t only apply to the person that he’s envious of, that applies to you too, and satoru. But that’s the difference, Satoru is a good boy, and you’re not.

🔪Suguru would be more than glad to kill someone in front of you and force you to watch it after all. He’ll hurt you too if you thrash and scream instead of being a good girl.

And you can’t really escape the both of them, after all, their love is like a noose.♡

🔪🔪🔪

Suguru’s hand forcefully clamped over your quivering lips, stifling any cries that tried to escape. His breath was hot against your skin, his fingers digging into your flesh with an iron grip, rendering you immobile. The metallic tang of blood invaded your nostrils. Your eyes were wide with terror, pupils shrinking, and your pulse quickening. A sickening view of gore played out before your horrified gaze, crimson splattering the walls, each nauseating squelch echoing through the room.

“I told you to stay away from them and you didn’t listen...” Suguru whispers, his breath hot against your neck, his delicate mouth parting to suck hard upon your pulsing skin, his mouth works its way slowly along your skin. And you shudder involuntarily beneath his touch, fear coursing through you as his lips close around a patch of flesh, sucking hard.

“See...? This is what happens when you disobey.”

The sharp prick of his teeth sends bolts of pain ricocheting through your body. Your already unsettled stomach lurches violently at the sight that greets you as you raise your head, struggling against his grip.

Before you, bound fast to a wooden chair, was the friend you had jokingly flirted with. Tears stream unchecked down their pallid cheeks, mingling with traces of dried blood, as their cries continue to ring in your ears.

Every limb was callously severed, Their bones was protruding out—the metacarpal bones, the carpal bones, the humerus, the ulna, the fibula, and other bones, Their arms and legs are covered in long, vivid scarlet lines that are three inches wide, intersecting each other in a crisscross pattern and the wounds appear to have breached the surface of their skin, While suguru’s cursed spirits feeds on their severed flesh.

With a low, self-satisfied hum, Satoru drags the tip of the scalpel upwards your friend’s cheek, cutting them and the skin opens, revealing their inner facial muscle. He then reaches out to grasp a fistful of your friend’s hair, yanking their head back sharply to force clouded eyes up to meet your own.

“Suguruuuu, what do i do next? Do we gouge their eyes out for looking at our pretty girl that way?”

“Do it. She said that she likes their eyes anyways... She’s probably implying that she prefers their eyes over yours.” Suguru smirks, humming as he pressed his body against yours, enjoying the way satoru’s face suddenly fell.

“Haah... Looks like i’ll be enjoying gouging their eyes then.”

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moneyndior · 2 months

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୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ she said, ‘fuck me like i’m famous.’ i said, ‘okay.’⋄ 𓍯

…IN WHICH—i have thoughts about brothers best friend!luke

tags/warnings: luke x fem!reader, loser!luke, protective!brother, unnamed brother, secret relationship, outside of chb, reader is drunk/drinking, reader is mentioned to be younger, suggestive content at the end/nearing smut, not proofread.

ೃauthor notes⁀➷ is this fandom dead or what. also i was mad insane for writing the ending to this LMFAOO DONT SMOKE WEED OR THIS IS THE OUTCOME‼️

—brother best friend!luke who was told to stay away from you.

“dude, seriously. stop staring—that’s my little sister.”

“i’m not staring. don’t make it weird.”

luke muttered, lying straight out of his teeth. he clicked his tongue as he crossed his arms, rolling his shoulders.

his eyes were locked onto you as you rushed around the living room, rushing down the halls. you struggled to put on this earring, lips in a straight line before groaning in annoyance.

you looked gorgeous. you were getting ready for god knows what, but luke didn’t need to know to know that you were the type of girl guys like him would kill for.

you noticed his staring and waved quickly, rushing back into your room. he had only a second to wave back. luke tried to make it subtle—but he clearly didn’t try hard enough.

“what did i just say, man?”

“can i not wave to your sister?”

“no.”

your brother snapped before closing his door, throwing the play station controller toward luke, maybe a little harder than he should’ve.

—brothers best friend!luke who does anything to have some alone time with you.

he seen you walk past your brothers room late at night, using your phone flashlight to navigate through the hallway. your brother was asleep on the bean bag chair, the tv remote loosely in his grip.

luke figured you were going to the kitchen, so he obviously followed. he hugged the wall, the kitchen illuminating from the fridge light.

“hey.”

“holy fuck, luke!”

you shout-whispered after jumping. he didn’t mean to scare you—but it sure was funny. he chuckled quietly as he leaned onto the counter, tilting his head. you had a soda in your hand, a piece of bread in your mouth.

“you scared the shit out of me.”

“aw, ‘m sorry.”

“no you ain’t.”

you narrowed your eyes to him, pinching your brows together. a snicker left your throat as you seen luke shrug, chuckling as he tightened his lips.

“yeah. you’re right.”

he admitted with no issue, seemingly taking pride in it. luke adjusted his position, towering over you as he stood with his arms crossed.

“so…what’re you doing up this late, hm?”

“what are you doing up this late? shouldn’t you and my brother be doing whatever stupid stuff you two do?”

“touché. but no—he’s asleep.”

“you poor thing.”

you muttered before turning on your heel, walking toward your room, leaving luke in the dark. he exhaled, his shoulders dropping as he waited an extra minute at hearing you slowly close your door.

luke ran his fingers through his hair, his hands on the counter as he tried to regain his posture.

“fuck.”

he mumbled to himself, trying to get the flush off his face as he went back to how you looked in those shorts and tank top.

—brother’s best friend!luke who takes care of you when you got a little too drunk at a party.

“c’mon, hold my hand.”

“take me out to dinner first, luke.”

you slurred out your words, giggling as you wrapped your arms around his, looking up at him. you looked up at him while fluttering your lashes, lips slightly separated.

if you weren’t drunk, luke would’ve kissed you right then and there.

“i’m taking you home.”

“awh…”

you dragged out, pouting as you stumbled over your own two feet. luke instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist, guiding you. even though you paid no mind to it—luke’s ears were burning hot and his face was bright red.

he leaned you onto his car as he opened the passenger door, guiding you to sit down with an arm still around you.

luke quickly tried to start the car, trying to avoid eye contact with you before he felt you kiss his cheek. you giggled before humming,

“thank you, luke. you’re so sweet, and cute, and smart, and…uhm.”

“mhm. you’re very welcome.”

he mumbled, his voice cracking. luke’s eyebrows knitted together as you giggled again.

“you’re too good f’my brother. god—why do you hang out with him more than me? what does he have that i don’t?”

you pouted, lips twitching as you tugged on his sweatshirt’s sleeve. luke reached out, patting your head as he kept his eyes forward.

“i, uhm—i don’t know.”

“exactly! spend more time with me. please, luke?”

you pleaded, slurring your words once again. luke gulped before nodding, all of his self respect gone. if the girl of his dreams was asking him, luke castellan, to spend time with her—he can’t decline.

—brother’s best friend!luke who can’t seem to keep a secret that well.

“luke, my brother’s in the next room.”

you complained between kisses, luke pressing up against you. his hands were gripping your hips, the mattress below you two squeaking as he pushed you down against it.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. you just,”

luke paused, letting out a quiet whimper before finishing his sentence.

“you looked so good. i couldn’t help myself. i’m sorry, baby.”

you chuckled at hearing his continuous apologies. luke felt you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“gods, you’re so good to me, y/n.”

he whined, cupping your cheeks with a knee between your legs. luke hooked a finger around the waistband of your shorts, pulling away. he looked at you with pleading eyes, shifting down toward your shorts and back up at you.

“yeah. you can.”

with the given permission, he wasted noses time pulling them down your legs. luke kissed your cheek, trailing down to your collarbone.

“so good—too good f’me.”

#— luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #percy jackson x reader #luke castellan blurb #luke castellan imagine #pjo x reader #loser!luke x reader #brothers best friend!luke #brothers best friend!luke x reader #ALSO I’LL POST THE ARES!READER SOON #TRUST

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miyuhpapayuh · 4 months

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As soon as Leon walked through the door of Brandon's apartment, nostalgia hit him like a Mack truck.

The air still felt familiar. Every memory of their friendship within these walls came flooding back to him.

“You turned this into a bachelor pad, huh?” Leon cracks.

Brandon laughs. “Ah, had to upgrade the futon and card table at some point, right?”

Leon joined in the laughter, shaking his head. “We lived a lil rough, I won't lie.”

“We made do, though.”

“Please, our mamas woulda killed us if we didn't.”

“You right about that.” Brandon nods, as they move into the living room and take a seat.

The first conversation they've had in five years.

“So, what's up?” Leon asks.

“I wanna start by apologizing to you. I know I was a hothead and I blew you off, a lot. I said some fucked up shit to you and I can't take it back. It took me a long time to realize that you were just looking out for me, cause I just wanted to have fun with my dawg. I wasn't thinking about later in life or the consequences that would come. You were like a brother to me and it's been hell out here without friends like you in my corner.”

Leon nods, knowing it took a lot for them to get to this point, and he knew it was a genuine apology.

“It's all good, man. I said some fucked up shit to you too. I was mad for a while. A long time. Cause we was into it over crazy shit. Petty shit. Yeah, you blew me off a whole lot and I used to take up for yo ass at every stop, cause you was my boy. But I couldn't stick around for the disrespect. But, we can't go through the rest of our lives holdin’ onto that shit.”

“I understand that. I understood it then, it just pissed me off cause fuck you mean we ain't cool no more?” He laughs, Leon joining in. “I'm just glad that I could get you here and sincerely say that. I didn't know what to say for a long time. Sorry just didn't seem good enough. I'm sorry for that, too.”

“It's all good, seriously. I'm sorry, too.” Leon says.

“For what?” Brandon’s brows scrunch.

“I harbored some hatred for you when you and my sister started… whatever y'all got goin’ on. Did the usual overbearing brother thing, but she was hellbent on you becoming a stand-up dude, and I can see that she wasn't lying. It was just so weird to me.”

“I get it, honestly. I mean, that's your little sister. I would never disrespect either of you, things just sorta happened. We knew how it looked and I knew that you and I needed to talk.”

“Well again, I appreciate that man. And just as long as I ain't gotta knock your head between the stove and refrigerator, I'm cool with you and Eryn doing what y'all doing.”

“I know that came straight from the heart.” Brandon nods before laughing.

“I'm glad you know,” Leon says, laughing as well.

“Now that all of that is out the way, what's new with you? Cause I did hear about a girlfriend.”

“Man, ima marry that woman.” Leon shakes his head, a smirk appearing on his lips.

“Word??” Brandon asks, cocking his head to the side.

“No doubt about it.”

“Damn, what's that like?”

And boy, did Leon spend the next almost hour filling his old friend in on everything he'd experienced with Zora thus far.

“Am I invited to the wedding, at least?”

“Come on man, of course!”

They slapped hands and hugged like the brothers they've always been.

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Returning back to his apartment, Leon was immediately greeted by his yawning girlfriend, as she decided to stay up and wait for him.

“Hey baby,” he says, placing a kiss on her forehead as she wraps her arms around him, swaying in their hug as usual.

“Hey, how'd everything go?”

“It went well, actually. We both apologized to each other, caught up like old friends and he's invited to our wedding now, whenever that is.” He snorts, making her join in with her own laughter.

“I'm glad y'all made up, that puts me at so much ease, cause now you're at ease.” She says, rubbing his back.

He smiles, kissing her nose. “Me too, baby. Is that why you're still up?”

“Yeah, I thought something happened. I contemplated on calling you, but then I heard the door unlock.” She smiles.

“You still sleepy?” He asks.

“Eh, not so much anymore. We can still jump back in the bed though. I'm freezing.”

“I'll say,” he steps back to look over her attire, which consists of one of his sweatshirts pulled over her nightgown and fuzzy socks.

“What?” She laughs, playfully smacking his cheek as he shakes his head, his eyes landing back on her face.

“You look beautiful.” He says before scooping her up in his arms and carrying her back into his room.

Back under the covers and in each others arms, the couple flip through the channels to find something to watch.

“Martin?”

“Nah. Half & Half is on tv??” Zora squints, making Leon snicker.

“Did you forget your contacts again?”

“No, I just didn't wanna put them back in yet cause I might fall asleep again soon. I brought my glasses, I just need to get them out of my bag.”

Without another word, he hands her the remote and slides out the bed to retrieve them for her.

“Thank you,” she giggles, putting them on.

“No problem, is that what you wanted to watch?”

“Mmm… nah, let's see what else is on. It's just interesting that it's accessible like that. It's hard finding what you used to watch all the time.”

“Yeah, you right. I remember how hype I was when they brought Jamie back into the rotation.”

“See, he's better than Martin!”

“Yeah, I have to agree.”

“He was way too sexual for me, personally.”

“Yeah, what you be saying? Men are gross? I agree.”

“Good. Plus, you're not a man, you're an angel.” She kisses his face, making him laugh.

“And you're not a woman, you're a goddess.” He pulls her closer to him, continuing to flip through the channels.

“Ooh, my girls!” She all but yells as Living Single pops up.

“There we go.” He chuckles, sitting the remote down.

“Oh, it's one of my favorite ones too!”

“This the one where they were in a singing group?”

“The flavorettes, yes!”

“O had that nasty ass piece on his head, man.” He snickers.

“That was so ugly, I agree. It was so cute how he was still smitten by Synclaire and she was being so mean!” Zora laughs.

“We like that shit.”

“We know,” she responds, still laughing.

After watching Max fall of the stage and get hit with roses, she dozed off again, this time more comfortably since Leon was back underneath her.

“I love you.” He whispers, kissing her forehead.

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“I don't wanna work here anymore.” Zora mumbles to herself as she leans on the bar.

“Then quit!”

“Not that simple,” she sighs, tapping her nails against the freshly disinfected countertop.

As if on cue, the restaurant phone rings.

“Thank you for calling the pub, what can I get you?”

“Yeah, let me get the Wednesday special and a side of Zora Jean!” Nique says before cracking up into the phone.

“Girl!” Zora laughs, covering her mouth and looking around her area.

“What do you want, man?”

“What time do you get off?”

“Six, why?”

“You'll see when we get there. I'll meet you at your place.”

“Do I need to dress up or something?”

“Nope. No more questions! See ya later, love you, bye!”

After work, freshly showered and dressed down in her comfy sweatsuit and uggs, she trudges towards her best friend's car as the wind picks up.

“Hey, lover!” Nique greets once Zora’s situated inside.

“Hey! Where’re we going?”

“You'll see,” she sings, before pulling out of the lot and to their destination.

“So, how was your day?”

“Tiring. I think I'm kinda ready to let it go, friend.” Zora sighs, sticking her finger in the middle of her curly bun to scratch.

“Really?” Nique smirks. “Why what happened?”

“Nothing happened,” she laughs. “I'm just kinda over being there. And I know, we talk about it all the time and I continue to stick it out and I've made it work for me, so it's been extra great.. but I'm not feeling it anymore. The money isn't even worth it.”

“It's okay to feel burnt out. That's why I've always been pro-fuck that job. And no, I'm not gonna insist that you come work with me, I know we're past that. But this could be a good thing for you. You wanna find a new job?”

“No, I need a revamp on my career, as a whole. I wanna… I wanna be the artist of my dreams, again.” She somberly smiles, looking toward the window as her emotions slowly take hold of her.

Nique looks in her direction for a split second, unable to hide her smile.

“I was hoping you'd say that.”

Looking back in her direction, Zora begins to ask what she meant, but then she begins to recognize her surroundings.

“Dominique.”

“Zora-Jean.”

“The Mint?”

“The one and only, babe.” She cheeses, just as Zora covers her face, unable to hold her tears in any longer.

“Oh my god,” she sobs.

“Oh, Jean. Don't cry on me!”

Coming to a red light, she consoles her best friend, rubbing her back with her free hand.

“It's okay, I've been feeling like crying for weeks now. You know how I hold shit in— but, seriously this is so surreal. You just know what I'm thinking and how to execute it every single time. Who are you!” She hysterically asks, making them both laugh as the light turns back green.

“The greatest friend in the world— at least that's what my badge says.” She shrugs.

“Jesus,” Zora playfully scoffs, wiping her wet face.

“Seriously, though. Thank you.”

“Come on, you know you deserve this. It's been in the works for almost six years!”

“Ugh, that's so depressing. Isn't it?”

“Nah. It would be depressing if you still wanted to come home covered in grease after six years. You've had your epiphany and now it's time to plan!”

“You said it! I'm ready.”

“That's all I need to hear!”

Moving inside the spacious museum, the two look around and begin formulating their ideas.

“Wow, I haven't been out here in so long.” Zora looks around in awe.

“Yeah, they rightfully changed some shit around! It was starting to get stale in here.”

“Hm, what pieces could I put in here?”

“All of them?” Nique looks at her like she'd just grown a second head.

“Stop looking at me like that! I'm just asking. I also need to create so much more.”

“Mmhm, get that portfolio together and fast. You know we gotta start making ourselves real familiar with these people. “

“Yes, mom. I'm on it.”

It feels good to be back.

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be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie · 7 months

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Sorry but i will NEVER belive that in the secret mated au Spider gets kidnapped by the RDA.

For me when Lo'ak calls Jake telling him what and who they found Neteyam doesn't wait a single moment.

Lo'ak: "Me, Spider, K-"

Neteyam: "Lo'ak i swear that if Spider gets hurt in any single and possible way, if only an hair is being pull out of him. I will beat the crap out of you"

(I like to think Neteyam is protective of Spider, I will die on this road)

So then Neteyam says to his parents he knows a shortcut, and they practically have to beg him to go slower because their ikrans are almost giving in from fatigue.

Neteyam growls at them, and then say a low apology remebering that those are his parents.

They arrive, he jumps off his ikran, and he founds the others in no time, his parents behind him.

Then bla bla bla fight and bla bla bla

Neteyam during the fight grabs Spider and Tuk and he runs with them were they put the ikrans.

"Tuk you ok?" He asks first and Tuk who is shaken nods and she hugs him tightly.

"Spider are you ok?" Neteyam asks and Spider nods before hugging him tightly too.

"I was so scared i thought- i don't even wanna thought what i thought" Neteyam says

"Is alright dude, I'm okay" Spider reasume him.

"Oh mate, my dear mate" Neteyam says

That how the family finds out, them returning to the others and hearing Neteyam say 'mate' to Spider.

Neteyam getting kidnapped with Spider because there is no way he leaves his mate behind.

I'm so sorry, I have many things to say about this.

FIRST OF ALL, killing myself at Spider calling Neteyam "dude" only for Neteyam to respond with "my dear mate." Like, the audacity. Neteyam's not even worried anymore he's simply like, doubling down on nicknames to combat DUDE. His family find out because he was pissed about being called dude. Now I simply have to headcanon that Spider is calling Neteyam the most platonic, dudebro names possible while Neteyam tries to call him sappier and grosser pet names.

Spider: Hey man, what's up?

Neteyam: Seriously? Hey gorgeous, how are you, BELOVED?

Spider: I'm doing great, thanks, my guy.

Neteyam: Great to hear, sweetness.

Spider: How about you...

Neteyam: Don't say it.

Spider: ...bro.

Neteyam: OH GOD.

Secondly, I still am of the hardcore nocorro mindset where Spider is Neteyam's place to be vulnerable and voice all of his fears and inadequacies. I don't vibe super hard with the idea of any of Spider's relationships being the na'vi character protecting him all the time, I don't think he would accept that. He can handle himself and he would hate being babied. Plus, the Sully's especially are so important to him because they treat him like an equal. So I guess I'm fighting you on this road?

That being said, I do find the idea of Neteyam hiding the fact that he's trying to protect Spider from him, so he's just secretly threatening Lo'ak all the time, whispered fights behind Spider's back or as soon as he leaves, like "that is my mate now not just your dumbass idiot best friend, stop trying to get him killed along with you." And Lo'ak's just threatening to tell Spider about it all the time.

Neteyam: don't bring Spider to that.

Lo'ak: oOH, I'M TELLING HIM YOU SAID THAT.

Neteym: WAIT-

Finally, I can see Spider getting kidnapped while they are secretly mated, just because Neteyam trusts his parents. The drama would be this might be the incident to break that unfailing trust. They are kids, and despite growing up in a battle, their parents are legends. I think it would be a big deal for Neteyam to have them not bring his mate back, even unintentionally. They're supposed to be the perfect people he's living up to, what the fuck is he doing if they can fail? Mental crisis.

Also Tuk on the back of the ikran as Spider and Neteyam reunite:

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If I Should Stay

I’m late! I’m sorry! Life happened. Next update will happen as if this wasn’t late, so it’ll be on the 15th. 😊

Part 1 | . . . | Part 63 | Part 64 | Part 65

Days pass. El gets stronger. Everyone gathers, once again, for one last mission.

“Anyone wants out,” Steve says seriously, “you have it. This isn’t like last time. We’re not fighting bats. These are grown men who are smart, mean, and will not hesitate to kill you.”

“Papa is a bad man,” El adds. “He has bad men helping him. I don’t want them to hurt anyone else.”

“Kid,” Hopper starts, looking at Steve, “I think this is a job for the government-”

“The government knows,” Steve returns, turning back to everyone else, focusing on Nancy. “If we have to retreat, Nancy, I want you to get everything you can on them. I’d rather not call him unless we absolutely have to, but there’s a man who can help. You’re a great journalist and i know you can get this place torn to the ground if need be.”

“Meaning, if we can’t,” Eddie adds, and Steve nods at him.

Nancy looks between them. “Oh,” she says, brows furrowed. Suddenly she looks at Steve, eyes narrowed. “Him? Really?”

Steve frowns, confused. “What- Nance, what’re you-”

“Don’t Nance me,” she bites back, eyes sharp. “Not when you dumped me for-”

“And that’s enough,” Alli cuts in, tone sharp and eyes sharper. “You’ve officially overstayed your welcome, Miss Priss, I’ll consider letting you back in if you apologize.”

“Oh, stop it,” Nancy begins, but is stopped by Robin, who stands in front of her with her arms crossed.

“Out.” She says, low. Dangerous. “I’ve been through this shit twice. You don’t want to know what I’m capable of.”

Nancy looks at the two of them, looks from Wayne to Hopper to Joyce, then storms out when no one seems sympathetic. Jonathan follows her.

Steve sinks into his seat with an exhale. “I didn’t think- I mean, I knew she didn’t know, but I didn’t think it would- she would-”

El clambers onto the couch next to him. “Do you want me to help?”

He slowly turns to her, brows furrowing again. “Help?”

“Yeah. I can make her trip on the sidewalk. Or make a bird poop on her.”

“Do that one,” Mike says, “it would be funny.”

Steve pulls El into a hug with a sigh. “Thanks, Ellie, but that’s alright. It’s not nice to get back at people who are reacting out of anger.”

“Why’s she angry at you? You didn’t do anything.”

Steve sighs. “I kind of did-”

Robin raises a brow at him. “You broke up with her about a week before she would’ve, Steve, this is not on you. You told me about the conversation behind the school. If she couldn’t say it then, she couldn’t say it now. Simple as that.”

Steve sighs and tilts his head so his cheek is resting on top of El’s head. “I dunno, Robbie.”

“Well I know,” Allison says. “And you can tell me I’m wrong, but that would just make you wrong.”

Steve smiles. It’s a slow, small thing, but it’s there. “Sounds like a waste of time.”

“It would be,” she agrees, moving to press a kiss to his forehead.

Out of the corner of his eye, Steve sees Dustin frowning, looking from Steve, to Wayne, to Eddie. Finally, the lightbulb comes on. “Your boy!”

Steve groans, leaning his head back on the couch. “I knew it wasn’t gonna last forever, but could we not have one day alone?” He laments.

“No, just- dude,” Dustin says, looking highly judgmental. “He’s way too cool for you.”

Steve sighs, fighting a smile. “Never change, Henderson.”

“Lies,” Eddie says dramatically, “lies and slander, I played guitar and he killed an evil wizard, kid, he’s the most badass of all paladins, are you kidding me?”

“Well,” Dustin gestures at Steve, “sure, but look at him!”

“Yeah,” Eddie says, and grins. “I do.”

Dustin’s lip curls up. “Never mind. You two deserve each other.”

Steve and Eddie exchange a look. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Steve asks, but Dustin’s already turned to talk to Mike, Will and Lucas.

Wayne clears his throat. “Someone should go talk to her,” he says. “I’d do it, but I dunno if she’d listen t’me, on account of Eddie bein’ my kid and all.”

“I’ll go,” Joyce offers, already standing.

“Can you maybe threaten her a little bit?” Robin asks hopefully. “If she tells anyone-”

“I’ll talk to her,” Joyce says firmly. “And if she decides not to listen… well, El’s her own person, and no one can really stop her.” She winks at El, who giggles and grins back.

“Thank you, Joyce,” Steve says quietly. “Be nice to her, please. She’s just fifteen.”

“So are you,” Joyce reminds him, and closes the door behind her.

“So,” Will says, brows furrowed, “you and Nancy were dating? And then you broke up with her, because the first time around, she broke up with you?”

Steve chuckles. “Not exactly. We- the first time around, you and Barb were both missing, and she was pretty frantic about Barb. I tried to convince her to keep going with her life, mainly because that’s how I cope. The problem is, that’s not how she copes. We had a fight, and I tried to talk to her the next day and she couldn’t tell me she loved me. She never broke up with me, but later that week she cheated on me with Jo- uh, with- with a friend.”

Will sighs. “It was Jonathan, wasn’t it?”

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I watched return of the jedi for the first time in 4 years and here are my thoughts:

I know the line between sci-fi and fantasy is already super blurry but Star Wars truly feels like a fantasy movie. It’s in the costumes, the worldbuilding, the vibe, the odd encounters, palpatine’s entire character. And while there is futuristic tech the world of Star Wars doesn’t feel particularly Futuristic™️, if that makes sense.

There’s this one imperial officer Bacar interacts with at the start of the movie who acts his ASS off. Seriously give this man an Oscar. The fear!! The subtly!! The little gulp he does before facing Vadar!!! The palpable terror at the idea of the emperor coming there!!! This dude single handedly sets up palpatine as a threat

PRACTICAL SETS!!! All the practical sets!!! There’s so many sequences, especially in jabba’s palace but they’re throughout, where the characters casually interact with the world around them, and it’s such a small detail but it means so much to me. They really feel like they’re part of the world. My favorites were the Hall of Horrors C-3PO walks through in Jabba’s palace and Luke interacting with his x-wing on dagoba

It’s not all this great though, the green screen to the sarlack pit was awful. I found it endearing.

Also I love how there’s so much this movie doesn’t explain to you. There’s this weird robot spider thing in Jabba’s palace that we see when R2 and C-3PO walk in!!! What does it do!!! There’s a guy who’s super upset when Luke kills that monster!!! Who is he!!! And a bunch of other weird little things that just aren’t elaborated on. On top of that there’s just all these strange aliens just chilling, living their lives, some of which I don’t think we see again. It all comes together to make the world feel so much bigger than what we see.

I’d heard the analysis that Luke wears black in return of the Jedi to allude to a possible fall to the dark side, but that analysis hadn’t really clicked for me until this watch through. Like dude’s introduction was him force choking someone

Honestly like has this kind of subdued confidence this whole movie and I love it. He knows he’s good but doesn’t need to flaunt it.

Like his grin when he says “you should have bargained jabba. It’s the last mistake you’ll ever make” I love it

Luke is actually really subdued this entire movie, which tracks with all the internal conflict he’s dealing with. The biggest displays of emotion we see from him are when he’s reuniting with friends or when he goes OFF on Vadar at the end for threatening leia

Chewbacca and Han’s reunion 😭, they care so much about each other, chewy pets his head

In general everyone is so happy to see each other in this movie, every time someone shows up after being separated everyone is so excited to see them. There’s so many hugs. You can really tell they care about each other.

Due to some of the framing, I don’t think leia slaughtering Jabba was part of the plan. I think she just saw an opportunity and took it. Girlboss.

I noticed Luke’s fighting style with his lightsaber is much tougher around the edges, it’s less elegant, which tracks with him having much less official training with it. I like it

Yoda trying to use dying as a way to avoid Luke’s questions. Iconic.

Yoda’s choked out dying words of “there is another skywalker” become so much funnier when you remember he becomes a force ghost. The man could just peacefully pass then come back 10 minutes later and continue the conversation, he doesn’t need to try this hard to get the words out. Then again that would take some of the drama out of it.

Han is just so great in this movie, he’s got a reputation for being this suave sarcastic outlaw, which to be fair he kind of was in new hope, but here he’s just so sweet. He’s the one telling Luke to be more optimistic! When lando gets his promotion to general he doesn’t tell him about his own, and looks genuinely bashful when it’s brought up in front of the group! He goes to check on leia after she talks with Luke! He gives lando the falcon because he knows it’ll help him even though the ship means so much to him and is scared of it getting destroyed! When he thinks leia has feelings for Luke he offers to step aside and not get in the way! This man cares about his friends!

Speaking of that moment with leia after Luke leaves, that’s the one moment we see him being a dick, he lashes out with “but you could tell Luke? Is that who you could tell?!” But then immediately apologizes and comforts her when she asks for it. He loves leia so much and it’s so obvious the entire time

My man thought he was in this love triangle and was doing his best, and was fully prepared to step aside and let leia be happy with Luke. And the face journey he goes on when leia tells him luke is her brother. It’s gold. It’s that math meme but even better.

For the mission to endor, Luke and leia are both in these camo space ponchos and helmets but apparently Han’s outfit was to iconic to change because he just puts on a camo trench coat over his usual outfit

The first speeder chase through the woods of endor struck me as much more low key then it would have been if it was made today. This isn’t a bad thing, but I know if it was made today it would have been much more dramatic, a set piece

When leia goes missing Han, Luke, and chewy immediately peel off from the group to go find her. Good friends but you are LEADING THE MISSION

Leia meeting the ewok is a fun sequence and it’s funny how she just rolls with it. She does not question it, just accepts this little guy is here now and starts following him. It’s funny to contrast this with when Luke, Han, and chewy rescued her in a new hope and she fought every step of the way

In general the Ewoks are such a strange and whimsical inclusion. Like this is part 3 in a space opera and a huge chunk of it has these little furry dudes who live and fight like the lost boys from Peter Pan that we’ve literally never seen before. It’s weird

Luke is so delighted by the Ewoks, from his little smile when the first surround them to trying to hide his laughter at them thinking C-3PO is a god

Also we should not ignore how hilarious his idea to scare the Ewoks into listening was. And the man knew it too, you could tell from his smile. The little shit.

The storytelling sequence!!! I love it!! I love how C-3PO uses the sound effects! I love how everyone is huddled together! I love how we the audience can tell what’s being said from context clues even if we don’t understand all the words!!

Luke peacing out like “it’s time to angst😔”

I do think the bridge scene between luke and leia could have been done a bit better but it wasn’t bad, just a bit flat for the gravity of what was being revealed. Leia and Han are great though

I love luke and vadar’s back and forths even if they can get repetitive

The writers really used “search your feelings” or “your feelings betray you” as shortcuts to avoid hard writing huh

The emperor was such a little gremlin, he did nothing but talk about how luke was going to fall to him, how he knew everything was gonna happen and it’s all according to his plan, he really didn’t do anything but talk shit until the very end with the force lightning

To be fair, Vadar didn’t do anything until the force lightning either

Neither of these points are complaints, palpatine is supposed to be a shadowy scheming villain that others do the dirty work for and the really pull it off. And vadar’s passivity in this movie I think demonstrates the conflict he’s feeling. Despite his words about how he must do his emperor’s will, he’s not really doing that right now, is he? He’s not really defying orders either but something is different

Something I noticed!!! When Han’s team first make it in to the back door, off in the corner as they go inside we see a storm trooper adjusting his armor and taking his position again. One of the rebels stole the storm troopers armor and took their place. This doesn’t lead up to anything but it’s SUCH a cool detail

The true hero’s of this movie are the Ewoks, palpatine had Han’s team captured and the air fleet on the ropes before the Ewoks stepped in and saved Han and co. Palpatine would probably have won if it weren’t for them. It’s great.

I really love luke so much, he’s just so compassionate. For his friends, for his father, for everyone. This is the trait that makes him a hero. It’s literally what palpatine tried to use to turn him, the anger he’d feel at watching his friends die because he loves them so much

“No, you’re wrong. I am a Jedi, like my father before me” not gonna lie, this was kinda hot. It’s that quiet confidence I was talking about earlier. Also the way he nods towards vadar when he mentions his father

“….so be it, Jedi” THIS!!!! THIS!!!! I love this so much!! Because the entire movie palpatine has been talking about how Luke is going to fall to him, how it’s inevitable, how Luke is foolish to think otherwise. But this moment right here, is him acknowledging he’s wrong. He won’t be able to turn Luke, he failed. Luke truly is a Jedi and even palpatine cannot away him. It’s so fucking good

When vadar lifts up palpatine to stop him, we get a reaction shot for Luke who just looks so confused. Appropriate reaction.

As luke is dragging vadar to his ship we see imperial officers and storm troopers running around to try and escape and I just want to know what the fuck was going through their heads when they saw Luke and vadar

I know the falcon surviving doesn’t make sense but it makes me happy

Something important I realized towards the end: AT NO POINT IN THIS MOVIE DID ANYONE TELL HAN VADAR WAS LUKE’S DAD

CHEWY AND LANDO WEREN’T TOLD EITHER FOR THAT MATTER

THEY DON’T KNOW

Presumably they were told later but holy fuck why is no one talking about this.

Again….those reunions, hugs all around, everyone is so happy and relieved and I love it

I know it doesn’t end here, which makes be kinda sad, because this is such a beautiful and hopeful ending

All in all, with all the Star Wars fatigue and what Disney has been doing, this really reminded me what I love about Star Wars. I felt like I could appreciate the movie a lot more on this watch through and had a wonderful time

#star wars #the return of the jedi #may 4th #may the fourth be with you #luke skywalker #leia organa #princess leia #han solo #chewbacca #darth vader #anakin skywalker #emperor palpatine

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ricky-tiki-tah · 3 months

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Glamrock Freddy Through The Ball Pit Part 2

“Nothing could possibly go wrong!” Famous last words, and nothing at all like what Mike was thinking when he and his friends grabbed Evan in preparation to carry him closer to Fredbear. He was thinking more along the lines of “would you shut the fuck up?!” at the general vicinity of the voice in his head.

“Hey guys, I think he wants to give Fredbear a big ol’ kiss!”

Freddy could only watch as Mike and his friends raised Evan towards the gaping mouth of the golden bear animatronic. “No, that is not safe! Michael, this is not safe!”

Michael faltered slightly, not pushing Evan towards the death trap, but not protesting as his friends kept going.

Freddy was frantic. If he didn’t do something, the poor sobbing little boy would be seriously injured, if not killed. The springlock suits were decidedly not safe. Gathering all his metaphorical strength, the bear tried something he hadn’t even considered before. He pushed.

Everything settled into sharp clarity and to his shock, Freddy was able to pull the little boy towards him. “No! That suit is n-n-not safe to play with like this!”

The other three, Mike’s friends, seemed taken aback by the sudden change in their friend as Freddy sinks to the ground with Evan in his, Michael’s, arms.

“Chill dude!” The Chica masked teen held his hands up in a placating gesture. “Nothing was going to happen!”

“You do not know that!” Freddy responded, pulling Evan closer in a tight hug, hoping to comfort Michael’s younger brother. It didn’t seem to be working.

“What on earth were you thinking?!” Michael’s father, William, rushes forward, scattering Mike’s friends who leave with confused and disgusted looks. “Michael, answer me!”

Freddy blinks, realizing he would have to answer. “It was supposed t-to be a prank.” He says, at a loss as William grabs Evan from him.

William simply looks at him with narrowed eyes before turning towards the entrance of the diner. “Get up and grab your sister, we are leaving.”

Freddy stands, frowning at the tall man before scanning the crowd for the blonde girl. Elizabeth is standing to the side but steps forward when his eyes land on her. He holds out a hand and she takes it silently, a curious look on her face as she studies him while they follow William out of the diner.

(>*v*<)

Mike had zero clue what was happening to him, and he was freaking out. His body was moving on its own, following Father to the car with Lizzie in tow. He could only watch as he piled into the backseat with his siblings, feeling as his face shot a worried look at a quietly sniffling Evan.

Something was very, very wrong.

He watched as his family went home, as his voice quietly asked if Evan was okay, saw Evan frown in confusion before going to his room. He felt as his body sat down on his own bed, looking down at his hands.

“Wha-what’s happening?” He managed to squeak out past his horror. He felt his body jump slightly.

“Oh! Hello, Superstar!” His voice responded, soft enough that he didn’t think anyone outside his bedroom door would be able to hear. “I am… not ac-cutually sure…”

“What?!” Mike squawked. “How do you- who are you?!”

“I am Freddy Fazbear. I am unsure how this has happened. I am sorry if I have caused you any distress.” His voice replied.

Mike blinked, or he would have if he had control of his own eyes. “Freddy? You mean like Fredbear?”

The newly identified Freddy hummed as if thinking it over. “Sort of, but not quite. I am not Fredbear, though I was modeled after his later model.”

Mike had so many questions.

(>*v*<)

It took much longer than either anticipated for Mike to regain control of the body that he now apparently shared with a version of his Uncle Henry’s animatronic. Freddy had been forced to pilot for nearly a week, which they spent in Mike’s room while they tried to figure out how to switch back and forth between who got to be in control.

Mike learned a lot about Freddy in that time. Like how Freddy was apparently something called ‘artificial intelligence’, which Freddy explained meant that he was basically a sentient robot. Which, cool!

Freddy had no idea how any of this had happened however, just explaining to Mike that one moment he was being attacked by bots, and the next he was staring at Mike’s reflection in the mirror.

Freddy also told Mike a lot about his friends at the pizzaplex while staring up at Mike’s bedroom ceiling. He told him about the boy he had met before this whole mess started. Mike personally thought that this Gregory boy would be pretty fun to hang out with, even if he was Lizzie’s age.

Mike in turn, told Freddy about how he was helping Father and Uncle Henry design new versions of Fredbear and SpringBonnie, even adding two new characters to the crew. Mike explained how his favorite new character was Foxy “Because he’s a pirate and I love pirates, and foxes. They always look so soft and fluffy!”

Freddy would smile, just a little sadly, and say that he liked the idea. Secretly, Freddy was glad Chica would get arms instead of wings like Mike’s drawings had shown. His friend would not be able to do as much if she had wings.

There wasn’t a lot of time actually spent on figuring out how to switch body controls, it being both mentally and physically exhausting for both, but after a few days, Mike finally managed it.

Pushing to the front after what felt like years, Mike could hear Freddy cheering in celebration. A “Great job Superstar, I knew you could do it!” putting a wide smile on his face.

After walking around for a while, stretching and getting the hang of doing so himself again, Mike sat back down on his bed.

“Right, Fred, if w-we’re gonna do this, we gotta be able t-to switch back-k n’forth without t-trouble.” Mike paused at the new addition to his speech. He’d never stuttered this much before, why now?

“If you are sure.” Freddy said, an encouraging tone behind his words, before he tried pushing forward again. This time was much smoother and Mike didn’t feel quite as detached as he had before. “That was m-much better! Your turn, Michael!”

Mike tried pushing, as he’d done just a few minutes before, pleasantly surprised when he cut to the front with almost no resistance, Freddy taking a step back at the same time. “Wow!”

“That was much easier.” Freddy voiced what they were both thinking. “It appears that this whole situation will be fairly easy to get used to.”

Mike agreed, though not audibly, as some other noise had caught his attention. “What’s that?”

“It sounds like a child is crying.” Freddy informed him, though Mike could hear it fairly well himself now, having gotten up and opened his bedroom door. The cries sound more like quiet screams now that there is one less door in the way.

“That’s Ev.” Mike whispers to Freddy, walking across the hall to his brother’s door. “Why is he screaming like that?”

Freddy didn’t have an answer, but silently urged Mike to find out.

#gfttbp au fic #fnaf #glammike au #glammike #glamrock freddy #michael afton #evan afton #william afton #elizabeth afton

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The Buried Dagger 1

OKAY mortarion time ….i forgot this was the book with purple prose and i had to go back in terror to make sure I didn't accidentally buy a McNeill novel again i did not, this is thankfully (?) someone else

I'm trying to figure out what about this pushes it into "Wow Edgy" rather than being genuinely compelling well actually this isn't too bad, to be honest, it's really the next bit which is that the population of ynyx (and WHAT a name) doesn't have mouths "the cold ember of his familiar, obdurate resentment" I feel like I'm being unfair to the book by feeling bathos instead of pathos but i think it's that everything is so over the top

wait what year was this written Mortarion is literally breathing in the chemicals 2019 I'm now going to suffer from the belief that the writer of this was listening to Radioactive (due to this plus some other things) and now I've got it stuck in my head

i want to take this seriously but i just can't, I'm sorry no one understands meeeeeeeee owo uncomfortable memory surfaces

i will say this, the prose is quite evocative

ok so mort has a giant chip on his shoulder and is an enormous misanthrope but just about every single person who has ever been in a position of authority over him DOES just use him as a tool

boy did he choose the wrong side of the war

tumblr has poisoned my mind regarding "the horrors" so it feels like "every day mortarion gets emails" mortarion: hm maybe i should get rid of the daemon and also all the stuff i used to summon him and go back to normal warfare

holy shit holy shit he really is his father's son also hey uhhh mortarion do you remember that whole slippery slope speech you gave at Nikaea about literally this exact topic

the irony is killing me you're killing me, Reaper of Men, and I'm not even a man the manreaper of….justice (????) is unisex oh yeah i forgot to bring it up but Mort calling Magnus an "arrogant braggant" fills my salty soul with glee

morty continues to try out for that fantasy villain role i think i'm warming up to the prose though

im breathing in the chemicals- im breathing in the chemicals- im breathing in the chemicals-

i think swallow's cd kept skipping while he wrote this

this is the third time he's breathed in the chemicals

it's totally not a ritual, honest! okay, this is a cool fight scene mortarion can be cool in a fight, as a treat

lmao

yes. this is funny to me. Mortarion is just so done with this whole thing Mort: why did i get sent on this sidequest rip typhon killstealing

mortarion would really like to be starring in a different genre oh no cursed idea my thought was "what genre would be funniest to put him in" which was followed by "this is our get-along harem protagonist" but it's mort and rob idk at the end of godblight they got yeeted my next thought was magical girl anime he's the dark magical girl's mascot creature he is having friendship! just hdu call him and the magical girl friends

typhon plotting out how to ambush mortarion with a hug

uhhhhhh

typhon: yeahhhh better not bring up the Fallen honestly typhon feels like one of the most intelligent characters in the series! ….huh why weren't the dark angels at Terra

dude and then typhon internally cackles evilly like a kids show villain everything is going according to keikaku does your brain on nurgle turn you into snidely whiplash?

Mortarion what the heck

normal behaviour to go along with the poison drinking or breathing in the chemicals and breathing in the chemicals- and breathing in the okay i'll stop

literally everyone on the ship is choking but typhon that was fast owo flashback time

okay so his evil dad (the first one) sent him out with golems to fight other golem things from other evil overlords as a test of some kind this is just his entire life, huh

oh lovely like wow the only reason mortarion's alive is that he's a primarch the abuse is kind of getting to ridiculous angst-fic levels and yet the way it's written is genuinely compelling? probably because he's not actually a normal human so it is survivable and not ridiculous but it is kind of walking on that line thrown to starving dogs when he was a toddler like

this really is his entire life huh

annnnd also Necare experimented on him with poison what next did necare give him a dog and then kill the dog in front of him we're starting to get into bathos here

the last bit of this scene is, yeahh

a bit. on the overwrought side.

The book is tap dancing on the line which is to be honest, making me sad i really want this to be good :/

if it's going to go all the way into goofy, i want it to go all the way so i can mock it if it's going to be half hard hitting and half goofy it feels like im pulling back to punch a small child this book also unfortunately has some kind of subplot on earth with a bunch of rando characters and also, unfortunately, Garro

oh this is i guess foreshadowing for what's going to happen to the death guard? so garro's friend got hit by an evil knife and unlike guilliman he did not have plot armour

so garro is working with a bunch of other dudes who defected from the traitor legions secretly working for malcador oh, and a psyker ultramarine

oh wait psyker ultramarine met garro on calth??? what??? how did he get to calth and back what is a timeline (i should be fair and stop banging on about this since i have not actually read the relevant books. at least I assume this has to be covered in a book I didn't read)

oh yeah sure let's undress the catatonic chained up woman oh she's a sister of silence my beloved

okay so context she had her name and serial number tattooed under her collarbone so. i guess that was more important??? apparently??? they did not take off the chains they just snapped them off of the wall and basically pushed her to start walking you couldn't just. pick her up??? wouldn't that be faster?? okay this was funny malcador sends an illusion of himself across the planet

I'm rolling my eyes

this is the guy running the imperium

does he have nothing better to do also why give them the job in the first place if he's not going to trust them not to "creatively reinterpret" his commands

oh we're back with Teen Mort and he keeps a diary ohhh a bunch of humans are rebelling and attacking

oh it's Teen Typhon meeting Teen Mort

psychic powers time

this is not the time to get angsty also he is kind of a grimdark rapunzel huh

back in the present and apparently mort broods a lot in his room and if you interrupt him he yells at you because of course he does you're interrupting his linkin park listening bluejay note: i love linkin park so i am allowed to make this joke annnd typhon is setting up the navigators on the ship to take the blame oh he just killed them all that was fast and now they're all trapped blind in the warp and typhon is being obviously evil and according to keikaku which is visible to everyone but Mort well tbf to Mort, he's very angry at Typhon for killing the navigators so he's probably missing stuff

typhon: this lifeboat is full of leeches just trust me typhon: throws it overboard

back in the past, Mort successfully rescues the spunky teens but his dad is coming so he tells them to get out while they can and then has his disney princess song realization that it's time to stand up for himself and he'd do it all again! and face his dad! and dieeeee okay the last bit isn't disney princess …ah

ah mort: wait, that's an option??? rip his hair is getting in his eyes i hate when that happens

okay this is a cheesy line but it's working here

okay i made the joke before about mortarion being the kind of guy who likes to stand on cliffs/balcony edges and look down but i DIDNT KNOW IT WAS LITERALY DONT STARE INTO THE WARP YOU IDIOT

i. oh boy we get to see an emperor-mort interaction

i think the emperor is….actually trying here? but what the emperor is trying to say here is not what mort took from it

#warhammer 40k #bluejay reads warhammer

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justmeinadaze · 2 years

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Playing the Game Part 2 (Steve X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: I need you to know that I dream about this story lol Joe Keery invaded my dreams and now I can't stop! I'm not complaining, I'm just saying. Seriously y'all, thank you for all the comments and reading <3. You're amazing and beautiful, each and everyone of you!

Warnings: Daddy/Dom Harrington and all that that implies ( I regret nothing). Reader does express some shaky past experiences but its fleeting. I may dive more into that later but no sey.

Word Count: 3382

When Steve showed up for his shift at Family Video, he was surprised to see Robin but not your car. He thought with her having it and you coming to get it, it would give him a chance to talk to you again.

“Hey Robin. Where is Y/N car?”

“Why, hello Steve. It is good to see you on this beautiful morning as well.”

Steve squints his eyes in a sarcastic glare and responds with a wave in her direction making her laugh. “She came by and picked it up about an hour ago before her shift started.” He makes his way around and props himself up on the counter.

“You know where she works?”

Robin turns and gives Steve a questioning look. “Why?”

“What? I’m just curious. Don’t look at me like that!” he says in a sassy tone as he points to her face.

“Oh my god. You like her!” Steve playfully rolls his eyes. “No, no, no. That’s perfect. She needs a good dude in her life for once. Dating wise I mean. She spends a lot of time around Eddie but my understanding is they are just friends.”

“Wait, what do you mean ‘she spends a lot of time around Eddie’?”

“You know that comic bookstore about 3 blocks up the way? She’s been the manager there for about 3 years now. Since Eddie graduated, he does the whole D & D thing there.”

Steve starred at her in disbelief. You had been so close this entire time and he had no idea. You hung out and were friends with at least 2 people he spent a good amount of time with. How had he never met you before?

“Yes.” Robin said suddenly breaking him out of his thoughtful haze. She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled at his confused face. “Yes, I will watch the store so you can go talk to her. You’d do the same for me.” Steve pulled Robin in for hug. “Yeah, yeah, yeah now go. BY THE WAY IF YOU HURT HER I WILL KILL YOU!” She shouted after him as he ran out the front door.

His feet didn’t stop till he was just outside your store. He paused, checking his reflection in the window next door, giving his hair a quick run through before stepping inside. It was a big place, jam packed with wall-to-wall comics. Near the back, Steve noticed some costumes hanging on a rack as well and some figurines on a shelf. He could hear men shouting from somewhere in the building but other than that it was quiet. To be fair, the video store was quiet to with it being a Monday.

“Holy shit, is that Harrington!?” Eddie Munson shouts at him from his spot near the glass counter to the side that he was leaning over.

“Why, I think it is.” You were sitting in a chair near the register next to Eddie with a book in your lap. A small, excited sigh escaped his lips as you smiled at him. “Are you lost, Harrington?”

Steve casually saunters to the counter and gives Eddie one of those “dude nods”. Eddie reciprocates it but cackles slightly as he turns to you. “Yeah, he may need some help.”

You giggle, lighting pushing Eddie away from your area.

“Leave him alone. Go finish your game or whatever you guys are doing over there. I have to do inventory later so I’ll be closing early today.”

Eddie responds with a faux salute before turning on his heels and heading back to the table he and his friends were sitting at. You roll your eyes before turning your attention back to Steve.

“I see Robin sold me out.”

“Disappointed?” He asks as he leans his elbows on to the counter allowing him to be a bit more level with you.

“A little.” You grin at him as you place down your own elbows, leaning forward. Your face is a few inches away from his. You inhale the smell of his cologne and the scent of outside that clung to him from his walk over.

Steve reaches over taking one of your small hands in his. He delicately slides up your sweater exposing your wrist. The feel of him gently caressing your skin with his thumb makes you let out a tiny whimper that only he can hear. His next words come out low and husky. “I just wanted to come and see how you were doing.”

You bite your bottom lip and smile, leaning a bit closer to him. “I think you just wanted to see if I really worked here since I’m only…what…a few blocks away from Family Video.” His eyes lifted to meet yours as you cocked your head to the side. “Oh yeah. I knew you worked there.” You lean past him so your cheek is on his as your whisper, “I really was invisible. Huh, Daddy?”

When you pull back, your sarcastic smirk is met with fire burning through his eyes. He didn’t like being called out. As you try to pull your hand away, you feel him tighten his grip. “I guess I should be grateful that ‘King Steve’ is showing me attention now.” You smirk turns into a thin line as you glare into his eyes.

Steve’s jaw tightens as he looks away in the void. He loosens his hold on you but he doesn’t let you go. Instead, he opens his other palm, silently asking you to trust him and to his slight surprise you do. When your other hand is in his, he meets your eyes again, except this time they reflect sincerity.

“I know I wasn’t the best guy back in high school. I wanted people to like me. I wanted my dad to be proud of me. I wanted to be somebody I wasn’t. I’d like to think that I’m a better person now than I was then. Trust me, Y/N even if we had been friends, you wouldn’t have wanted anything to do with me.”

Your eyes are searching through his features as you listen to him. He releases one of your hands to hold your chin as he lightly, running his thumb over your bottom lip. “All I’m asking for is a chance for you to get to know this version of me.”

“Ay! Get a room you two!”, Eddie hollers from his seat.

Without breaking eye contact from Steve, you shout back, “Nobody asked for you opinion, Munson!” Steve smiles as you both hear Eddie chuckle at your response. “What time do you get off, Harrington?”

“About 6.”

“I’m closing at 5 but I have to stay a couple of hours to do some inventory. Would you like to keep me company?” He nods as he let’s go of your hands. “Now you better get back before Robin has a panic attack.” You make a shooing motion with your hands as he winks at you. You watch him as he runs out the door and up the street.

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At 6:15 you hear a light knock at the front of the door. You grin at Steve as you half jog over to him and unlock the door. “Hey, how was work?”

“Uh, good. Pretty slow especially with me checking the clock every 10 minutes.” He follows you as you both head towards a room in the back of the store.

“Aw, did Daddy miss me?” You tone playfully mocking him as you look down to shuffle through your keys. He didn’t respond but his cock definitely twitched in his pants. You didn’t know it but that was his kryptonite. Every time you said it something inside of him went almost feral. He’d learn your weakness soon enough. There hadto be something that just drove you insane in the best possible way.

You opened the door to some kind of storage closet and turned on the light. “Since we were slow, I was able run through the store pretty quickly especially without Eddie and Dustin distracting me.”

“Henderson comes here to?!”

“Oh yeah, Harrington. I’m actually surprised he didn’t tell you that. Kid, never shuts up about you.”

“I’m not really into his game so that’s more Munson’s territory.” He glances around the room taking in everything. You sit on a stool on the floor and cut open a box in front of you.

“I just have this one container. We didn’t get a whole lot in this time around.”

Steve sits on the floor across from you and pulls a comic out to take a look. “Why is a that?”

“I think it has something to do with people still feeling like things like Dungeons and Dragons and comics are more for children. Hawkins isn’t exactly an open-minded town.” You smile at him as you watch him flip casually through the comic in hand with a bewildered, concentrated look on his face. “You’d like that one.”

He glances at you before looking back it. “What makes you say that?”

“It’s about a boy who spites his villain father by becoming a vigilante and hunts down his men.” Steve makes a huh sound as his fingers move slower through the pages. “You can take it if you want. You just have to bring it back and DON’T tell Eddie. Last time I let him borrow something it came back stained with God knows what so now he’s banned.”

You both sit in a comfortable silence while he watches you look through the box of goodies and make markings on a clipboard you’re holding. You had taken off your sweater and tied around your waist. Your Batman logo t-shirt was pressed tightly against your breasts and thick tummy. Your blue jeans had a rip near the knee and there was some writing in black marker “Hellfire” with a crudely drawn devil underneath is scrawled across your outer thigh and a couple names Steve recognizes are displayed underneath. His fingers reach out and trace along them.

“Yeah”, you adjust your leg so he can get a better look. “Eddie can never seem to sit still for too long so he did that one day. Then, of course, the other boys felt like they had add their input. I have another pair that say ‘Corroded Coffin’ on the calf.”

“So… its normal for guys to touch your legs?” Steve asks with that edge that made your head tilt and the brat start to slowly bubble forward. This was your favorite part of this game. Unfortunately, it never unfolded the way you wanted it to mostly because you ALWAYS won and even worse a lot of the men you tried to play with let you win thinking that’s what you wanted. You had yet to meet a worthy contender to really challenge you.

“People I’ve known and trusted since I was 15, yes.” You push the container in front of you to the side with your foot and slide off the stool you’re sitting on to the floor, place your legs out in front of you near his own. “Now anyone else? I prefer they leave markings on my legs in a different way.” Oh, the way that fire from earlier ignited in his eyes again at the thought of any man touching you like that reached through you straight to your core. You shifted up on your knees and glided closer to his side. In the most condescending voice you could muster you kept pushing him. “Uh oh. Is Stevie jealous?”

His hand shoots out and roughly grabs your throat making you gasp. He watched your face as your eyes closed and your lips trembled as you gulped in small pockets of air. After a few seconds, he loosened his grasp on your neck. You reached forward, placing your palm on the bulge between his legs and he growled in response. Steve pulled on your neck, moving you forward until you were hovering just inches from his face.

“I don’t remember saying you could touch me.”

“I don’t remember asking.” You whispered against his lips as a slowly creeping grin spread across your face. “Feels like you don’t seem to mind either.” Your hand starts rubbing against him. He grabs your hand and an almost villainous laugh echoes through the room as he shoves you away from him and you fall back on your butt. Steve wastes no time climbing on top of you and pins your wrists down against the tile floor.

“I feel like you’re forgetting who’s in charge in this dynamic. You seem to think you can talk your way into getting me to do whatever you want.” You try and push at his hands as he talks over you but it’s no use. He’s too strong and as if to prove that point, he lifts your arms over your head, shifting your wrists so he can pin them down with one hand as the other comes to grab your face. “Now, let’s try again.”

He stares down at you waiting for you to speak. He watches as your jaw tightens into almost a toddler pout. “I can wait here all night. I have nowhere to be.”

You scoff at him. “Doesn’t surprise me.” He gives you an angry yet amused look. Steve rolls to the side of you, forcefully untying your sweater from your hips, and slides down your pants to your ankles. You let out moan when you feel his index finger slide between your folds.

“For someone who talks back a lot you are extremely wet. Hmmm.” He looks down at you as his finger starts circling over your clit. “So, you want someone to be in charge but you can’t submit without a fight?” Suddenly, his strong hand comes down and smacks your pussy making you jump. “I can work with that.” Steve leans over you again with his lip hovering just above yours. “Let’s try again.”

You glare into his eyes but he can see you’re starting to slowly lose the battle. God, you were gorgeous like this. He smacks your pussy again grazing your clit and your whole body pushes against up against him. He smiles as he watches you squirm. You lean up trying to capture his lips in yours but he pulls away making you whine.

“Please”, you whimper.

His hand comes down, slapping you a bit harder. “Please what?”

“Please, let me touch you.”

He slaps you so hard against your clit that your hips fly upwards and twist towards him. “Louder.”

“Please! I want to touch you. I want to feel your body, sir! Please!”

The addition of “sir” was new and he didn’t mind it. Daddy or sir, he didn’t care which one you used as long as you understood that he was in charge in that moment. Steve released his grip on your wrists and took hold of your waist, lifting you up on to his lap. You reached down between you both and quickly undid his belt as he helped by raising his hips to shove down his pants and boxers. You inhaled slightly at the sight of his cock. He was bigger than you expected him to be. You felt his hands push your hair back out of your face as he leaned his forehead on yours.

“Hey”, he whispers as his fingers come down to caress your cheeks. “You can take it. I know my good girl can handle a cock like mine. Go as slow as you need to. I have all night remember? There’s nowhere else I would rather be.”

You reach between your legs and gather some of the slick along your hand. Steve moans as your rub it up and down his length for lubrication. You lift yourself up and inch by inch descend on to him. He watches your face as it scrunches in pleasure; your mouth opening to form a silent O. You two sit like that for a while as Steve’s hands roam your beautifully chunky curves and soft skin.

“Can I--?”, you exhale out, your eyes squeeze shut in concentration.

“Can you what, Baby? Look at me.”

Your eyes flutter open and Steve notices they are blown out with excitement. “Can I move, please?” His cock twitches inside of you as you ask for his permission.

“Yes, baby girl. You can move. Thank you for asking.” He grabs the back of your neck lightly as he pulls you in for a kiss. Both of you moan into each other as you start grinding your hips against him.

You lean your head against his shoulder as your arms wrap around his neck. “F-fuck, you feel so good inside of me. Going so deep, Daddy. Aagh!” You cry out as Steve thrusts up against you as you use the title he loves. You repeat it in his ear over and over followed with praises about how good he feels. The rough sound of skin slapping against skin rings in your ears.

“Yes. Just like that, Steve. Can I cum? Please!”

His hands grip your waist as he holds you still to aggressively pound himself into you. He feels your pussy clench around his cock. “Yeah, baby. You can cum. I’m gonna cum with you. Should I pull—”

“No. Pill. On pill.”, is all you can manage to get out as you see the blinding white light clouds your vision as you cum hard shuddering against his chest. Steve does cum a few seconds after you, grunting in your ear as you feel him empty himself inside of you.

You carefully lift your body off of him and lay flat on your stomach against the tile floor. The cold contrast now feels good against your sweaty face. You hear the clinking of Steve’s belt as he shuffles around. His handsome face comes into your field of view as he lays down beside you, cheek pressed flat into the floor. He gently smiles as you, sliding his hand over to hold yours by your side.

His eyes look dramatically around. “This floor is clean right?” Your body jiggles as you laugh at him and his smile grows.

“Well, I do the cleaning so I guess it’s more of a question of do you trust me?”

You both quietly look at each other then. The question of trust hanging in the air. Steve slides himself a little closer to you. “I trust you… I’m not saying I’d eat off the floor but”, you giggle at him again as you watch him push himself up onto his elbows. His smile faulters slightly as he looks down at the ground. “Do you trust me?”

“How much as Robin told you about me, Steve?”

“Not much. She just said you worked here and that you deserved a nice guy. She also threatened my life if I hurt you.”

That makes you smile. “Sometimes I wish I was into girls. I would marry that woman in a heartbeat.” He chuckles as he lays his head on the back of his hands. You roll on to your side, facing him. “I’ve been hurt before Steve. Like really bad. But…” You reach out and run your hand through his hair and down to his back. “I don’t know what this is but I do trust you.” You lay flat on your back and use both hands to turn his head to face you. “Don’t make me regret it.”

Steve places a soft kiss on your lips that slow builds to something more passionate. “So”, he says when he finally manages to pull away. “Would you like to go get some food? It can be my thank you for you taking me home.” You press your lips together as you look up at him confused. “Yeah, I forgot to mention, I walked over here and Robin has my car.”

“Oh my god, Harrington. We need to find that girl a car.” You look at those hopeful brown eyes as he waits for your answer. “Ugh, fine! But I choose the restaurant.”

He nods his head as he reaches for you helping you both rise to your feet. Steve pulls you to his chest and kisses the top of your head.

“Good girl.” ########################

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nattinatalia · 1 year

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Urban Wyatt x Reader : EASTER BUNNY

“Why do I have to dress up as the bunny?”

“Our kids will wonder why we’re not with them.” Urban shrugs.

“That’s a bullshit ass excuse and you know it.”

“Hey” Jack warns walking into the guest bedroom “no cussing on Easter Sunday.”

They all share a look and laugh.

“But seriously why me and not Clay or Cope?”

“Because Clay and Cope got voted favorite uncles.” Jack shrugs.

“Well can you and your wife hurry up and get pregnant again so I can corrupt the new spawn and be voted favorite uncle?.”

“Dude just shut up and get into the suit, they’re about ready with hiding the eggs.” Urban tells him.

“Fine, fine, you two owe me big time.”

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“Niños les tenemos una sorpresa.” You yell out.

It was Easter Sunday and you had told Urban you wanted to have a little get together with the family before you had to rehearse for Coachella.

Everyone was in your new backyard, doing all kinds of Easter activities. The kids were enjoying themselves, and the grandparents were taking pictures of every little thing the kids would do.

“What is is mommy?” Cassie comes running to you, Ezequiel and Mia following behind her.

“Daddy and Nino were able to catch the Easter bunny.” You tell your daughter.

Her eyes go wide with excitement and shock, she starts jumping. “Where is it mommy?”

“Turn around and see.”

Cassie, Mia and Ezequiel turn around quickly and see the Bunny making its way to the backyard.

The bunny is waving hello, jumping around the kids and hugging them all.

“Why this bunny funny looking mama?” Ezequiel asks his mom.

You and her share a look. “Ezequiel be nice mijo.” Nat tells him.

“Hmm.” He’s staring at the bunny. “Mr bunny, do you like carrots like me?”

The Bunny shakes his head no.

Ezequiel gasps. “He not real.” He kicks the bunny and the bunny yells out.

“Oww fuck.”

All three kids gasp.

“BUNNY TALKS?”

“IS NOT REAL.”

“UNCLE DRUSKI KILLED THE BUNNY.”

“No.” Druski takes off the bunny head.

“I ATE HIM.” He starts chasing after the kids and they all yell.

Clay trips Druski, which makes him fall to the ground and the kids laugh and start attacking him.

“Okay enough demons.” Dru yells out.

“What did you do to the bunny.” Ezequiel asks.

“Did you really eat him uncle Dru Dru?” Cassie asks after inspecting the head.

“No, he couldn’t make it. He has lots of kids to visit.”

“I guess you are a cool uncle.” Ez tells him shrugging.

“Yeah” Mia nods. “Even if I had to pay for your Disney ticket.”

You all laugh and continue to spend your Sunday afternoon sharing laughs and new memories.

“We did good this year huh?” Urban asks, coming to stand besides you.

“We do good every year.” You tell him.

He wraps you up in his arms. “Yeah.”

You turn to look up at him knowing there was something in his mind. “I’m good, I promise, I'm just happy and blessed you decided to move back here and that I have you and Cassie closer again.”

“We made a promise, she comes first no matter what, she deserves to have us both near at all times.”

Just then you feel little arms wrapped around your knees, you face down and see Cassie is hugging both you and Urban.

Urban lifts her up, kisses her head, and pulls you in closer to them.

“Best Easter Day ever.” She says tiredly hugging the both of you.

Your divorce might have not been something you saw coming.

To be completely honest, you were scared that you’d lose your best friend.

But the funny thing is, it actually brought you two closer.

Everything you do is for your daughter.

You just hope that the peaceful co-parenting stays like this forever.

For every Easter and holiday to come.

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wickeddeadlydenison999 · 2 years

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When you prank them by saying that ur gonna break up

Katsuki Bakugou:

You giggled to yourself as you hid your phone in the corner of the room and called in your boyfriend.

" What did you need to talk to me about, babe?" Bakugou asked sitting on the bed about to pull you against him but you stopped him.

" What?" He asked.

" We're breaking up. I just can't do this anymore." You said holding back laughter.

" Wait, what? Wait! You are NOT leaving me! It better not be for that half assed bastard! If you leave me I'll leave and go kill him right now! I'LL BLOW HIS ASS TO HEAVEN THEN DRAG HIM DOWN TO HELL!" He yelled standing up.

" Katsuki!"

He sat back down on the bed hugging you and muttering into your ear that he was sorry about whatever it was that he did.

" Aww~. I'm sorry, Honey~," You stood up and went to go grab your phone and stopped it from recording.

" It's just a tik tok trend. I wanted to see your reaction~," You walked back over to the bed and he pinned you to it.

" Never do that again. You know that I would never do anything that would full our departure."

" I love you too~,"

Izuku Midoriya:

" Izuku, I'm leaving you."

" What!" He yelled.

" I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for whatever I did! Please don't leave me! I love you! I-I'm sorry." He was kneelling on the ground now and he was hugging your legs.

He didn't even notice the phone in your hand.

He continued to babble and cry until you pulled him back up to his feet and hugged him.

" It was for a tiktiok. Don't worry I won't post it. I would never leave you."

Shouto Todoroki:

" We're breaking up-"

" No we're not. And we never are. Now come here so I can make up for whatever I did."

" Oh..."

Denki Kaminari:

" We're breaking up." You said plainly.

" What? NO! Wait, baby, you can't leave me! I love you! I know that I can be...a handful but I would never do anything to hurt you!" He continued to ramble on about how sorry he was before you stopped him and showed him the phone.

You didn't have the heart for this.

Eijrou Kirishima:

" We're breaking up, Eijiro."

He looked up at you from his study desk then put his head down.

" What's wrong?" You asked moving a little closer feeling bad about the whole prank already.

" N-nothing," He sniffed.

" I'm sorry, Hon,"

" No, y-you made you descision. I'm sorry that I wasn't what you wanted."

" Eiji,"

" Men shouldn't cry over stuff like this. I'm so sorry-"

You sat on his lap and kissed him after he took his head off of the table.

" I'm the one who should be sorry. I was just a prank."

" A prank?" He almost laughed. " Sorry I took it so seriously,"

" Don't apologize."

" Sorry-I mean...uhhhmmm..."

You laughed and let him rest his head on your shoulder.

" I love you," He said.

" I love you too~,"

" Please never leave me."

" Kiri,"

" Sorry,"

" Kiri!"

" Shhhh~,"

Sero:

" We're breaking up." You said opening the door to his dorm.

" Are you serious? Y/n Mi Amor, I'm so sorry for whatever I did." He said as he stood up and shut the door to his dorm then draped his arms around you.

" I could never leave you..." You sighed.

" I know. Nice acting. Now hand me the phone-"

Dabi:

" I'm leaving you." You said with your best serious face.

" You sure about that?" He said not even looking up from his phone.

" What? I mean-of course I am." You answered a bit confused.

" Just like how you were sure that you would never be caught. Just like you were sure that you never needed a man." Dabi shrugged.

" I-"

" Exactly. Don't bother protesting because you already know that I'm right. You can't live without me. So are you really leaving me? Can you still manage on your own?"

" I-umm...I can support myself. I'm not helpless and I least I don't have daddy issues."

" You have mommy issues don't you?"

" Dude, it was just a prank. Don't go off on me..."

" Oh I know~, now come here, baby. Let me show you how I can make you feel the way that no one else can~,"

" I fucked up-"

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stormyoceans · 2 years

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losing my mind like. sorry i know i never shut up about dark pete burning the whole mafia world down to save vegas and macau but. i've seriously been losing my mind over it like

give me vegas and macau being late home after vegas went to pick macau up at school on his bike and not answering their phones and pete immediately knowing something is wrong. give me pete calling chay to ask if he saw them actually leave together and then, at chay's affirmative answer, calling arm all business-like: "i need a favor, but you can't tell anyone about it. if you won't help me just say so right away, i don't have time to waste." give me pete asking arm to hack into the security cameras on the way from macau's school to their home and watching all the footages until he spots a van cutting vegas' bike off and then taking vegas and macau away.

give me pete figuring out it's not a ransom situation but a personal vengeance. give me pete manipulating, bribing, maiming, and torturing people, promising them not to kill them if they give him the information he needs and then killing them anyway because whoever was behind this can't know pete is coming and dead men tell no tales. give me kinn and porsche eventually finding out what’s happening and asking pete why he didn’t go to them for help. give me pete answering, cold and detached, ‘frankly, i haven’t ruled out the involvement of the main family in this, yet. nor of the new minor one.’ give me porsche’s indignant ‘ai’pete!’ before trying to stop pete from leaving. give me pete pointing his gun at porsche because yes, porsche is his friend and pete loves him dearly, but that’s pete’s family they’re talking about and no one – NO ONE – is gonna tell pete how he has to go about saving it, if someone was stupid enough to think they could mess with vegas and macau now that they don’t hold the title of heirs of the minor family anymore, well then pete has to show them just how fucking wrong they are and bring them as an example for everyone else.

give me pete finally finding out who’s behind it and where they are keeping vegas and macau and getting ready to bring down an entire building full of people armed only with a gun and a knife. give me pete being smart about it, using stealth and smoke bombs to conceal his attacks, preferring the knife over a gun he would have to reload over and over again, putting into practice his experience as a boxer and all of chan’s teachings: circle around the target rather than move in a straight line; forgo the heart and target the abdominal aorta that sits unguarded at the top of the abdomen at the meeting of the ribs; if the opponent is guarding their vital targets well, strike at less vital areas to make the defender move and then go for the carotid in the neck, the brachial artery in the arm or the radial artery in the forearm, the femoral artery in the leg, the abdomen. give me pete finding macau locked alone in a room and macau not caring about the blood covering pete from head to toes and just hugging him tight because pete really came for them. give me pete handing the gun to macau because there’s no way he’s leaving macau behind and the two of them fighting their way to wherever they’re keeping vegas. give me vegas tied to a chair, half-high with whatever drug they injected in his system to keep him from fighting back, a constellation of cuts and bruises all over his body. give me vegas never seeing something so beautiful as pete, covered in blood and knife in hand, killing the dudes assigned to keep guard to vegas' room and then dropping on his knees in front of vegas to gently cup his face and put their foreheads together.

and the fucker who did this? give me pete dragging him in front of vegas and macau and not killing him right away, but slowly cutting him up and tearing him apart for every wound he can see on the two brothers: a tooth for macau’s split lip, an eye for the bruise blooming on vegas’ cheekbone, all of his fingers for vegas’ broken arm. and then, finally, give me pete bringing vegas and macau home and the three of them piling together in the same bed, holding each other all night, their little family of three that no one is allowed to touch.

#feeling some type of way tonight #who am i kidding i always feel some type of way about them #also i firmly believe pete doesn't enjoy torturing people like vegas does but as soon as someone touches vegas and macau?#well that changed everything #just as 'i will always love and be loyal to the main family' means fuck all to pete as soon as he suspects them #because he will never love or be loyal to someone as much as he is to this little family he found #also when pete finds vegas they obviously kiss too and vegas (even if he's drugged and hurt) is like #'if my little brother weren't in the room with us i'd fuck you right here and now'#and pete laughs and is like 'so macau being present is the only issue you see here? not like.. your general condition? you look like shit'#vegas actually THINKS about it. 'you could ride me'#pete just shakes his head utterly amused. 'i don't think that would satisfy either of us.'#and it's TRUE because what vegas actually wants is to spread pete out on a bed and take his time to worship every inch of pete's body until #pete is a sobbing shivering mess just begging for release #anyway..#i miss them every day #m: txt #vegaspete

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new-kit-on-the-block · 3 months

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Spoilers for The Dragonet Prophecy

I've decided to get into Wings of Fire, starting with a graphic novel version of the first book that I found at Barnes & Noble.

I just finished reading it, and I've also decided to catalog all of the thoughts I have about each book right after I read them. I'm gonna do it all in this post, one reblog at a time.

Here we go.

The Dragonet Prophecy:

I really like Clay's flat arc. The fact that, in the first book, the first thing we learn about him and the last thing we learn about him is the same piece of information twice, just framed under a different context will drive me insane for the rest of my life.

Seriously, there are 13 fucking books left for me to read, I cannot be getting so hung up over a single detail in book number one(1).

I wanted to see Tsunami beat up more dragons, but alas. From what I can glean, the second book will focus more on her. So maybe I'll get my wish after all.

Welp. Starflight's a double agent now. And I get the feeling that they're going to get a lot of mileage out of that when it comes to internal conflict. It's a pity that I didn't find him too interesting in this one, but I'll just have to assume they're saving all of that for a bit later in the series. We're still only in the world-building phase, after all.

Sunny's cute. Wish she was given more time to shine.

Same with Glory. But at least she got to kill someone.

It really seems like they were banking on the hopes that they would be able to publish a lot of books and would have plenty of time to flesh out the five dragonets later. Fortunately, like I said, there are 13 books left. And that's just the main series.

Hoping to see everyone get plenty of chances to shine. (Please please please tell me that they do. Please don't let this age poorly.)

The only name I knew going into this was Scarlet, who I've heard is just an absolute monster throughout the series. Excited to see how much more they can make me hate her.

Jesus fucking Christ that dude just fucking killed himself by hugging Peril. That shit was brutal.

Anyway, I really like Peril. Once again, wanted to see a lot more of her.

I also like the obvious parallels already being drawn between Peril and Clay. They were both introduced as having killed/tried to kill their sibling when they hatched. And then within the same book, both of those things were proven to be untrue.

It's pretty obvious they're setting up a ship between them, but it's a damn cute ship, so that's fine by me.

I really really like that the four of them keep consistently reminding Glory that they think she's pretty, as well as constantly reassuring her that they don't think she's lazy or stupid. Love me some siblings being collectively supportive of their extremely self-deprecating sister. I think she's shaping up to be my favorite of the five. With Tsunami being a close second. Make no mistake: I love them all.

Also, Tsunami coming from the Seawing Queen's hatchery is the funniest shit ever. She spends the whole book making jokes like "Maybe I'm the lost Seawing Princess or something Xp" and then right at the end Kestrel's just like "Yeah, no, you totally are." AND THEN SHE JUST FUCKING LEAVES

"Definitely our bigwings." Aww~ What a cute way to close off the first book :)

KESTREL'S DEAD?????

Anyway, great book. Can't wait to get my hands on the second one.

#wof #wings of fire #the dragonet prophecy #clay wof #tsunami wof #starflight wof #sunny wof #glory wof #peril wof

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overseer-picard · 1 year

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Alright friendos, buckle up. This isn't an episode review, this is an episode dissertation.

*cracks knuckles*

Today, we are going to talk about "Attached" because I have thoughts and feelings that have rampaged in my heart on a hamster wheel for two decades.

Thesis: Picard and Crusher are canonically in love.

Evidence: *gestures vaguely to 178 episodes of stolen glances, hugs, hand holding, shameless flirting, heavy history, kisses, jealousy, breakfast together every morning, this episode*

Okay, jokes aside, "Attached" is the officially designated, written with explicit intent, "this is our Picard/Crusher episode to appease you rabid fans". Except, plot twist, it didn't appease, it only INFLAMED.

To begin, the episode is about Picard and Crusher beaming down to a planet for normal Starfleet reasons but they end up getting kidnapped. They then discover that their nappers have implanted these little knobby devises on the back of their necks as a means of information extraction.

But they escape before this can happen and embark on a journey through an alien wilderness that suspiciously looks like Southern California. As they journey, they discover that these devices have somehow linked them telepathically and they basically have open access to each other's thoughts. *Kool-aid man voice* Oh yeah.

We spend most of the episode watching Picard and Beverly finish each other's sentences and they are flirty and funny and we get some great little insights into both of their characters. Beverly is secretly embarrassed that she doesn't think before she speaks and Picard reveals that sometimes he just pretends to know what he's doing when in reality he isn't quite sure.

But the big juicy part happens when they settle down for the night around a campfire.

At first its fun because Picard accidentally reveals he hates having fancy breakfasts, which is a little payoff to the opening scene where Beverly is telling him she has a great new Vulcan dish for them to try. And then Beverly is like "I was just trying to be fancy for you, I also like simple breakfasts."

And it's warm and happy and fuzzy and nice... but then-

Beverly brings up Jack, her dead husband who was best buds with Picard (and served under Picard on the Stargazer and was killed there), and Picard gets uncomfortable because he *through clenched teeth*... hates.... revealing... things... about... himself.

And then Beverly moves in for the kill: "Why didn't you ever tell me you were in love with me?"

And Picard's like "Psh. What? No. Maybe. I mean, like you didn't know?" Playing it all cool, as if his biggest secret he's kept tucked away in the tubes of his artificial heart for 25 years hasn't just been thrown, naked and squalling, into the frigid open air.

And Beverly relents and is like "Well, I mean, I always knew we found each other scrumptiously bangable..."

Picard realizes there's no getting away, so he opens up. It's actually quite emotional as he explains that he promised himself he could never, ever let her know his true feelings because it would be betraying his best friend.

And we get a great callback and explanation to the very first episode when Picard was horrified to find that Beverly had requested to be his CMO.

I mean, this poor dude, not only did he lose his best friend, he blames himself for his death, AND he's wildly in love with his wife. Like, there are some seriously hefty layers of guilt going on here. Throw in Picard's inherent sense of morality and you've got yourself a succulent guilt casserole.

Picard, drowning in his casserole, changes tactics and says that, slowly, over time, he no longer had those feelings and that now they are just friends. He purposefully friendzones himself. And Beverly has this odd expression on her face that implies she doesn't quite believe him. Which, I mean, she can read his thoughts, so...

They settle down for the night and Picard just stares blankly up at the sky and you can viscerally feel the emotional destitution radiating from him.

The next day they are once again scampering around Southern California-- I mean Kesprytt III, trying to get across some border so the Enterprise can snatch them up.

And here's the keystone moment that proves my thesis. Beverly shoves Picard through this forcefield border thing to save him and sacrifices herself. Their eyes lock and thoughts clearly pass between them.

The script confirms this.

Back on the Enterprise, all safe and sound, and giggly...and confusing Riker.

They have dinner. And this is the scene that has rampaged through the fandom like an eternally burning fire beast, the Balrog basically, breathtakingly beautiful and yet so destructive.

But there's one little line here that tells us everything we need to know. You see, not once did Beverly vocalize her own feelings towards Picard, she just acknowledged a "mutual attraction". But here, Picard says "Now that we know how each of us feels, perhaps we shouldn't be afraid to explore those feelings?"

"Now that we know how EACH OF US FEELS." Not, "Now that you know how I feel." or "felt". No past tense, only present tense.

Beverly let it slip somewhere along the way that she indeed has feelings towards Picard and he heard her. The scene around the fire was a closed book of a conversation. Picard said "I no longer have those feelings. Goodnight." And Beverly didn't contest it. But for this line to exist, something between these scenes had to have happened that changed and reopened that book: the forcefield separation scene.

Then, of course, Beverly turns Picard down and it's genuinely heart breaking and the worst. BUT. I do find some solace in the script, as the lines were slightly different, and significantly less bizarre than "Maybe we should be afraid." like what??

And then Beverly leaves and they both look SO SAD and I AM SAD.

In conclusion, I love this episode and have come to peace with the fact that the writers were like "Haha yeah they should be together but we have to make the movies still and dealing with them being a couple would be annoying." because we have 7 years of getting to watch them grow close and then admit that they do indeed love each other. And that's enough. It also has given us a vast and amazing well to draw from for fan fiction.

As a final note, Jonathan Frakes directed this and he did a great job. The lighting and shots are better than the average episode.

As an extra super final note, if you or a loved one has been diagnosed with pining for a satisfying conclusion (and new beginning) to this couple, go read "Death in Winter" by Michael Jan Friedman. It's the first in the relaunch books (post Nemesis) and it officially gets these two together and reading it feels like putting aloe vera on a sunburn.

#star trek the next generation #attached #episode review #picard/crusher #picrusher

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estrellami-1 · 11 months

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Steddie Week 2023

May 26 Prompt: Together/Established Relationship

Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 6, Day 7

@steddie-week

Steve takes a shaky breath as he watches the news on TV. The kids are safe, Robin’s safe, Eddie-

Eddie’s trailer, in the background.

Eddie’s living room, a crime scene.

The kids are safe, Robin’s safe, but Eddie-

“Steve!” Dustin yells as he bursts into Family Video. “How many phones do you have?”

“What?” Steve asks, finally tearing his eyes from the TV. “Why?”

Dustin vaults over the counter, ignoring Steve and Robin’s warnings against doing that very thing. “Dude, the tapes,” Steve groans.

“Dingus, control your child,” Robin jokes, and Steve throws her a look.

“If I could, I would.”

Dustin waves his hands in front of them. “Hello! Emergency? Phones? How many?”

“Christ, kid, why?” Steve asks again.

Dustin huffs like Steve’s being an idiot. “Because. My friend Eddie’s missing.” He catches sight of the TV and gestures at it. “See? He’s not a murderer, though. I have a list of his friends, acquaintances, whatever.”

Steve rolls his eyes, grabs at the list, scans it. Smiles when he realizes exactly where his boyfriend must’ve gone. “No need,” he says, shoving the list back at Dustin. “Robin, you coming?”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” she promises, ruffling Dustin’s hair through his hat. “C’mon, squirt.”

Dustin splutters. “Is anyone gonna tell me what the fuck is going on?”

“Language, dude,” Steve chides. “We’re gonna find Eddie. I know where he is.”

“How-”

“Shotgun!” Robin yells, racing to the passenger side of the car and tugging twice on the handle.

Steve levels an unimpressed eyebrow on her. “What are you, twelve?” She sticks her tongue out at him. “Oh, very mature.”

He unlocks the doors and they all pile in. “Buckle up,” he says, and peels out of the parking lot.

The drive to Reefer Rick’s is usually twenty minutes.

Steve makes it in twelve.

He’s out of the car before it’s settled, running past the house to the boat shed. “Eds?” He asks. “You here? It’s Steve, Robin, and Dustin. Just us, I swear, you’re safe, Eds.”

Dustin hurries up, barging ahead into the building. “Eddie? Are you in here?”

Steve sees a tarp move and makes a split-second decision. “Dustin, you and Robin go check the house, okay? I’ll stay out here and keep looking, but it doesn’t look like he’s here.”

“Okay,” Dustin agrees, running off with Robin in tow.

Steve eases into the boathouse, lets the door shut behind him. “The door’s closed, baby. Just you and me. I know you’re under the tarp. Are you gonna come out?”

Silence, then the quietest he’s ever heard his boyfriend, “No.”

“Can you tell me why not?”

“They think I killed her.”

“I know. That’s why I’m here. I know you, Eds, I know you wouldn’t do that. I’m here for you, I’m here to help you.”

“How?”

“Well, a wise man once said a good hug can fix most your problems.”

The tarp shivers. A silent laugh. “Don’t let Wayne hear you. He’ll get a big head.”

“He deserves it. He’s right.”

Silence for another minute, then the tarp shifts, exposing Eddie’s face. “Stevie?”

Steve smiles softly. “Hey, Eds. You ready to come out?”

“I think I’m going crazy,” Eddie admits.

Steve can’t help the chuckle. “I know. You’re not, if it helps. Real life is just this crazy sometimes.”

Eddie shakes his head. “This is voodoo-level shit, Stevie. I’m scared.”

Steve’s heart breaks. “I know, baby. I know. And I know it might be hard to believe, but I’ve been through this before.” He edged closer to the boat, sits down right at the edge so they’re face-to-face. “Remember Starcourt?”

“The earthquake that stunk of government?”

Steve nods. “Russians. Among other things. The thing that’s behind all of this… we’ve fought him before. We hurt him, really bad, last time, but didn’t manage to kill him. And now he’s back. But we’re more prepared this time, I swear. We’re gonna be fine.” He frames Eddie’s face in his hands. “I’m not gonna let anything happen to you,” he says, so seriously his voice breaks.

Eddie’s eyes fill with tears. “I know,” he whispers. “And that’s what scares me. I don’t want to do this without you. And if you keep jumping in front of everyone-”

“Hey,” Steve says, shaking Eddie’s head a little. “I’ve got you now. I’m not gonna do that. But I’m not gonna let you do that, either, you hear me? We’re gonna get through this. Together.”

“Together,” Eddie breathes, nodding. He clambers out of the boat and into Steve’s lap, tucking his face in Steve’s neck. “Together,” he mumbles again, and it feels like a tattoo on Steve’s neck.

The door to the boathouse creaks open, revealing Dustin. “What the fuck,” he says, judging them with his eyebrows.

Steve judges him right back. “What?”

Dustin waves a hand at them. “This? How do you know each other?”

“We’re boyfriends,” Steve says, apropos of nothing. “We’ve known each other for years, though.”

Dustin splutters. “But- you- Nancy! And Robin!”

“I did date Nancy for a while,” Steve agrees. “Came running to Eddie when she broke my heart. He put it back together.”

“Aww, Stevie,” Eddie coos teasingly, still hiding. Steve pokes his ribs.

“And I’m a lesbian,” Robin says, knocking Dustin’s hat over his eyes. “Also, dude, you’ve gotta stop trying to get people together.”

Dustin blinks. “I- whatever. Eddie. We know you didn’t kill Chrissy.”

“You don’t know that,” Eddie says petulantly.

Steve rolls his eyes. “Quit being contrary.”

“You quit being contrary.”

“The fuck does that mean?”

Eddie shrugs. “Still kinda freaking out.”

Steve sighs, hugs Eddie tighter. “I know. I’m sorry. We know you didn’t kill Chrissy, Eds, but as long as the general public thinks you did, we’ve gotta keep you out of sight.”

Eddie looks at Steve pleadingly. “Your place?”

Steve smiles at him. “Yeah, we can go to mine.” He turns to Dustin. “Get everyone on the walkies. Tell them to meet at mine in fifteen minutes. Code red.”

Dustin nods and runs back to the car.

“Hey,” Robin says, tilting her head to meet Eddie’s eye. She smiles when they lock gazes. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

Eddie huffs a laugh. “Not sure I am, Birdie, but thanks.”

They stand and make their way to the car.

Together.

#steddieweek2023 #prompt: together #prompt: established relationship #stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #dustin henderson #starambles

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