#16 for a secret handshake

[vinvantae]

Unmasked

Part 11/16

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Word count - 4.1k

warnings - minor injury. lots of social media posts. chapter starts off in first person!!

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It’s a comfortably warm morning in Monaco, the café I’ve been asked to go to is quaint - tucked away in a narrow street off of the beaten path but you get a perfect view of anyone coming towards you. A waiting game to see which of the people who cross my path is going to be her. I can’t help but study every woman who steps onto the cobblestones, but as soon as I see none other than Charles Leclerc come around the corner, hand in hand with a woman - it all clicks into place.

Y/n y/l/n is Thirty.

Both of them greet me with a smile and a warm handshake as they step inside the cafe - bringing a cool breeze in as they open the door. Charles looks smart in a linen shirt, chain around his neck, and a watch more expensive than a regular person’s annual salary on his wrist. And y/n looks effortlessly beautiful in a sundress to complement the warm weather, before I can start digging into her being Thirty I have to ask about her perfume - her signature smell is to die for. She laughs, pulling out a travel size from her purse to offer it to me, swearing she has a full size at home.

As you can imagine, I have a lot of questions. But let’s just start at the beginning, how did the whole Faceless driver idea come about?

Y/n leans back in her seat a little, Charles’ tanned arm is draped lazily across the back and he uses his hand to squeeze her shoulder.

Ferrari were really interested in having me as part of the team but it was risky y’know? A woman, let alone an 18 year old woman in one of the top teams was unheard of.

She pauses as the waiter takes our order, Charles ordering for us all in Italian - I can’t help but notice the way y/n studies him, a soft sparkle in her eye. Their relationship seems easy and when she turns her attention back to me, she seems a little more sure of herself.

I was part of the Ferrari academy since I joined GP3, but that and then F2 just never felt truly challenging to me and I craved more. F1 was where I belonged, it was just about getting there. I believe it was Maurizio Arrivabene who ended up suggesting keeping my identity a secret. The press from that alone brought in more sponsors than the team had ever seen and as you know, Ferrari has never had much difficulty with that.

Her answers are rehearsed, not in a media trained way, but in a way of a woman who has had to keep her identity a secret for her whole career and is finally getting to speak the truth. I understand why she would want Charles here, her teammate and boyfriend is a calming presence - keeping quiet as he knows she deserves the spotlight after all these years.

You never won a championship in F2, how did you convince them that you were good enough for F1?

She takes a sip of her drink, taking a deep breath before softly shrugging her shoulders as if she’s not entirely sure herself.

I spent a lot of time in simulators and they could see what I could do on track from the races in F2 and GP3 that I did win. I like to think it was never a question of if I was talented enough for F1, not to be cocky, but I knew I was - it was whether or not it was worth risking me in Ferrari or if maybe I should start in a sister team. But in the end, it was for the best. I won them two championships after all, so I’d like to think that it was worth it.

Speaking of championships, not only are you the only woman to win the WDC but also the youngest overall, how did you feel?

A fond smile tugs at her lips and she reaches into her bag to pull out a small stack of photos. She slides one across the table to me - it’s of her in her driver’s room, helmet off but still in her full kit with her arms wrapped around the trophy that won her the title. I asked her who took it and she told me it was ‘Seb’ - Sebastian Vettel.

I was so overwhelmed. Everything I had ever dreamed of had come true but I couldn’t share it with anyone outside of Team Thirty and, of course, Seb. He brought a bottle of champagne up to my room and we drank the whole thing. It was one of the best days of my life, wouldn’t change it. If being faceless was what gave me the opportunity to accomplish my dream? Then I’m grateful for it.

And then you won your second in 2018, how was that?

Even better than the first time. Lewis and I had such an intense rivalry for those couple of years that it was such a strong feeling of victory. We raced so well against each other and really brought out the best in each other, I think. I’m not sure if he feels the same but I’m glad that we got to share that experience.

The couple both offer me another drink in unison when they notice I’ve finished mine, sharing a soft laugh when they realise. Charles leans over and presses a gentle kiss to her temple before taking our empty cups up to the counter to get us some more coffees. The two seemed so in sync as teammates, it’s no surprise that they work well as a couple too.

How was the transition when Charles joined the team? You’d been teammates with Sebastian for your entire career up until that point.

Honestly? It was a little scary at first. Seb was a mentor for me and when I had to meet Charles properly for the first time I was worried about how he would react. But, he’s been nothing but good to me. Before we started dating he’d always sneak into my driver’s room to keep me company and made sure that no matter how my race went - I had someone to talk to about it. He’s become my rock and I’m so lucky to have him.

He pushes me to be better, but has never let me be anything but myself.

When Charles returns to the table with a tray with fresh cups of coffee, he hands them out to us before sitting down - shuffling his chair closer to y/n so he can fully drape his arm across her shoulders. She relaxes in his hold, looking away from me for a moment to thank him for the drinks.

I know we’re interviewing y/n, but Charles, what was it like having to keep formula one’s biggest secret?

Difficult. He frowns a little. The amount of times I wanted to properly congratulate y/n or correct people when they said he was insane. I know I may get in trouble for this but I think keeping her hidden for so long was a mistake. Other women and girls should’ve been able to know that one of them was a formula 1 racer and a champion. She’s one of the greatest of our generation and she should’ve been celebrated properly.

I can see she’s touched by Charles’ words, despite - I’m sure - he’s said them to her before. This article is about learning about Thirty, yes, but I don’t think I can truly do that justice without talking about how the pair of them interact. I’m not sure whether it’s the years they’ve been teammates or the time they’ve been a couple but they just complement each other so easily.

So, you were teammates through 2020 and 2021, how did this relationship happen and why now?

The two of them share a look, one - as a journalist - I’m familiar with; whilst they do truly seem to care for each other, I have a suspicion there’s something they can’t tell me. But I don’t press.

I think during 2020 we were still just strangers, getting to know each other as people and as teammates. We didn’t spend a whole lot of time together outside of Team Thirty meetings or on the track y’know? And then 2021 I was in that title fight right up to the end so it just didn’t seem like the right time as I couldn’t really give him the attention he deserved.

We did begin to really become friends during 2021, he would make the extra effort to see me outside of meetings. And whilst Charles has since told me that he’s had these feelings for a long time, it took me a little longer. We’re definitely a case of he fell first, but I fell harder. I’m so smitten with this boy, you have no idea.

Charles was watching her as she spoke, the undeniable pink tinge of his cheeks was hard to miss. No matter what they were keeping to themselves, it was clear the two of them were very happy together. But it was time for more questions about the Thirty of it all.

So, why now? You’ve been faceless for nearly 6 years, what changed?

Well, after it leaked that I was a woman and I won the race in Imola - Team Thirty and I had a very big meeting about it. I’ve been ready to face the world for a while but with the team determined for another championship win this year, it was originally put on the back burner. But, I knew it was time. This year I could win my 3rd title and I wanted to do it with my face, my name not just a number.

I’ve also had so much support from both Charles and Sebastian with this. They helped me figure out just what to say to the team to convince them that now is the right time. I don’t know how long I’ve got left in this sport but I want to be here as y/n for at least some of it.

She excuses herself from the table to go to the restroom, that same fragrance from before following her as she walks past me. Charles sips at his coffee before leaning forward a little as if he’s got something juicy to share. I can’t help but be intrigued, leaning in also to listen.

She’s gonna do it, you know. The WDC is hers this year.

What about you? I ask. Shocked that he’d admit it about his teammate, he’s the Tifosi’s golden boy and is ahead of her in terms of points. He simply smiles and shrugs his shoulders.

I think now she’s got this out in the open, there’s truly nothing holding her back. She’s going to be unstoppable behind the wheel- this weight of her secret won’t weigh her down anymore. Yes, I want to be world champion, and you bet I’m going to fight for it until the very end… but I would be lying if I didn’t think she deserved it.

He straightens up in his seat as she returns, smiling as she leans down to kiss him before taking her seat - asking if she missed anything important. I know she’ll read what Charles said when the article is released but for now I keep it to myself, simply shaking my head.

Okay, let’s mix it up, get to know y/n a little more. What is your favourite track and why?

I think Bahrain is always going to hold a special place in my heart, I got my first win there. But, if I had to choose an all time favourite…I think it has to be a tie between Imola and Monza. Being surrounded by the Tifosi in such hoards really makes you want to do your best. Seeing oceans of red as you drive around is inspiring knowing all these people are in your corner. Now, I know in recent years, they’ve taken a particular liking to a certain Monaco native but they always showed me nothing but support and I hope they continue to do so now they know who I am.

Speaking of the Tifosi, do you have anything you want to say to them?

I mostly want to thank them for being my biggest supporters despite not knowing who was beneath the helmet. Thank you a million over Tifosi, I love you guys more than you’ll ever know.

Who was your racing hero growing up?

Oh there’s so many drivers out there I love but Susie Wolff for sure - she’s such an inspiration to women everywhere. And I know it’s probably silly but Lella Lombardi too, I know she only got half a point in her career but she made it into formula one when everything was against her and other women. But as a kid, it had to be Michael Schumacher. I met him a couple of times and he was nothing but kind to me. He was always honest with me that it was going to be tougher being a girl but he always believed in me and that… that was everything.

We’ve also heard through the grapevine that you’ve been approached by several other teams for next season, anything we should know there?

She smiles softly before shaking her head. Ferrari have actually matched the best offer I received, but at the end of the day they’re the team I want to race with so we’ve extended my contract for at least one more season - hopefully more. Besides, I’ve got the best teammate a girl could ask for.

Charles chuckled softly. Back at you, mon amour.

I think that’s all I really have to ask for now, thank you both so much for meeting with me. I’m not sure what I expected but you exceeded my expectations.

Oh wow, thank you so much. Thank you for being so kind… If I ever need to do another interview, you’ll be the first person I call. That’s for sure.

So there you have it, y/n y/ln is our mystery driver. I don’t know about you but I cannot wait to see what she does now that she’s been unmasked. This season has just got very interesting.

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You weren’t a fool, you knew there was going to be a little push-back to your reveal - but there was a very loud minority who made it abundantly clear just how much they hated you, that they just didn’t believe you could possibly be the driver they had been supporting all these years. Within an hour of GQ releasing the article, #NotMyThirty was trending within the F1 community. They’d called you every insult under the sun and it was hard to focus on the praise when they were so loud and the press focused so much on the criticism. It didn’t help that once you’d been revealed, a certain Redbull team principal decided you weren’t worth the offer they made and he very publicly retracted it.

“Y/n, cherie.” You felt the mattress sink next to you as Charles sat beside you on the bed - the duvet pulled over your head. “We need to go soon, have a plane to catch.”

“...why don’t they just get Jenson to do it. Or better yet, get Michael up and on his feet so he can get in the car when I couldn’t possibly be a two time world champion.” You grumbled. “I’m just a stupid paddock-bunny.”

Charles frowned softly. “Hey. Those idiots have no idea what they’re talking about. You’re one of the greatest talents of our generation, they’re just jealous fools who couldn’t get into the sport if they tried.”

The Monegasque smiled softly as you peeked over the top of the duvet. It was hard for you to believe him but you knew he was going to sit there until he got you out of bed - so you put on your best fake smile. “You always know just what to say, huh?”

He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, pulling a gentle hum from you. “Mhmm hmm, I’ve got a talent for it. Now seriously, get your beautiful butt out of bed… we’ve got a flight to catch.”

You weren’t sure what to expect when you arrived in Miami, Charles’ hand wrapped around yours as you both stepped into the paddock. The cameras and press were on you in a literal flash, you simply smiled and waved a little. “Hey, y/n, look.”

When you followed the direction of Charles’ finger, your heart skipped a beat when you saw fans at the barrier with signs for you. The loud minority who despised you were currently nowhere to be seen - people shouting and cheering. Your boyfriend was positively beaming as he tugged you over to them, you couldn’t believe people actually wanted your autograph and pictures with you.

You could feel tears prickling in your eyes when a young girl told you just how much it meant to her that she had a female idol in the sport. It was hard not wrap your arms around her and never let go so instead you took a photo with her. “I got you a present… made it as soon as I found out you were a girl like me, it’s a bit messy ‘cus I didn’t have a lot of time.”

As you held your hand out, she slipped a bracelet around your wrist - it was made out of chunky plastic beads; flowers, fake pearls and the word Thirty written out in pink. It was the girliest thing you had ever seen but you could tell just how much it meant to the girl - her little eyes sparkling as she waited for your response.

“I love it! Thank you so much!” You grinned. “Hey, I’ve got something for you as well.”

You took your cap off of your head and scribbled your signature on the brim before sitting it atop her head. “Think this suits you much better.”

Your heart felt full as she turned to her Dad and bounced with glee, showing off her brand new present. You smiled softly and as you turned to Charles, you were suddenly hit with a sharp pain in the side of the head, right by your eyebrow - making you wince and reach up, eyes widening when you pulled your hand back and you saw blood on your fingers. You only just saw a glimpse of security dragging a man shouting expletives away from the crowd. “Oh my god, y/n, are you okay?”

“Yeah uh… what..” You blinked a few times, feeling a little dizzy, eyes scanning the floor to see what he’d hit you with - eyes landing on a crumpled up can, as you pushed your toe against it, you could feel there was still some liquid in it. “I… I uh…I think I should probably go to the medical centre, just to be safe.”

“Of course, shit, yeah.” Charles looped an arm around your waist and helped you through the paddock. Before you left, you caught the eyes of the young girl again and the look on her face broke you - she looked terrified. She was the walking personification of how you felt in that moment.

You had to fight back the tears as the two of you walked through the paddock - the memory of meeting some of your fans for the first time, tainted forever by that one dickhead in a Redbull cap. You were expecting some hatred, but you weren’t expecting physical violence. As you stepped into the medical centre, you were immediately ushered into a room and patched up.

“I can’t believe he did that, cherie. I’m so sorry… I-I should’ve been paying better attention.”

Your brow furrowed as you got up from the exam table, the medic having left the two of you alone. Charles stood against the wall, head lowered as you crossed the room to join him.

“Hey, hey.” You took his face in your hands. “Don’t you dare, you couldn’t have known he was going to do that… I… I’m starting to think this was a mistake.”

“Y/n-”

You shook your head. “I’m sorry, I just… I knew there was going to be some backlash but, I’m not sure I’m cut out for this…”

“Cherie-”

“Can I just be alone for a little while, please? I’ll catch up with you later.”

Your teammate’s eyes flickered across you, you could tell he wanted to protest but instead he pressed a chaste kiss to your lips before leaving you alone. The lights in the room hummed softly as you sat down in the empty chair beside the exam table, covering your face with your hands and letting out a soft sob.

Being unmasked was what you’ve wanted for as long as you could remember, but you hadn’t taken the time to really think about exactly what that meant. That your face, your name would be out there for everyone to pick apart. You wanted to put on a brave face and go out there, pretend it didn’t bother you but it did.

None of your achievements mattered - all that they cared about is that you were a woman, a fake, the drivers’ personal mattress. And your relationship with Charles was thrown right back in your face, the defending Ferrari was supposed to be doing didn’t seem to be helping at all. Any time the PR team spoke to the press, people always had some sort of comeback - another reason to add to the list of why you didn’t deserve any of it.

You rubbed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to shove all of the cruel accusations to the back of your head as you left the medical centre. As you turned towards the Ferrari motorhome, you saw Lewis leant against the wall - foot propped up against the wall as he scrolled on his phone, no one even batting an eye at him. He looked up at the sound of the door closing and gave you a gentle smile, pushing his phone into his pocket. “Hey, I just came to check if you’re okay. I heard what happened.”

“Said it was gonna come up as a bit of a black-eye but I’ll be alright.” You shrugged.

“I’m more worried about how you’re feeling, y/n. I know no one knows what you’re going through right now but I’ve been through similar enough crap to know that it’s not fun being singled out for something you can’t help.” His voice was soft as he stepped closer. “And I know it’s easier said than done but you just gotta try and ignore it.”

“...I don’t know if I can.” Your voice cracked. “Th-They’re attacking insecurities I didn’t even know I had. I’m not sure I’m cut out for this, Lewis.”

He looked around the paddock before checking his watch. “We’ve got some time, come with me.”

You lowered your head and followed your fellow driver into the Mercedes motorhome through a back entrance and up to his room - his dark eyes flickering back to you to make sure you were following close behind him. With a hand on the small of your back he ushered you into his room, closing the door behind. “You should probably text Charles, let him know you’re here.”

“Uh yeah… Yeah, good idea.”After texting your boyfriend, you sat beside your rival on the sofa, his arm draped across the back. “They’re going to crucify me if I have any bad races. Any mistake, any slip up… they’re going to drag me to hell and back. I just… I know I should ignore it, I do, but it’s hard to ignore when it’s smacking me in the side of the face.”

“”I know, I get it. I’ve been there… you just need to try and remember you’re not alone. I’ve got your back, so do Charles, Max and Sebastian. Don’t disappear into yourself, okay?” His voice was gentle but firm, but it just felt so quiet compared to the throbbing pain you felt in your temple.

You nodded. “Yeah, I know. Thank you… I should get going.”

You were taken a little aback when you were pulled into a hug as you stood, his strong arms would’ve made you feel safe in any other circumstance you were sure - but you just felt so defeated by it all. You gave him a gentle squeeze before heading towards your own garage, Charles throwing you a worried look from his side - still unsure how you’d ended up with Lewis. You simply nodded at him before popping into a side room to get into your racegear, ready to get into the car for the first time without your mask on.

“Hey, how’s the suit fit?” Your trainer approached you, a gentle smile on his face. “Must feel good that it’s finally got your name on it, right?”

“Uh yeah, it fits good.” To the untrained eye, the smile on your face was simply of a distracted person - getting ready to race, but Charles could read you like a book and he just knew something was wrong. Something more than a slight headache and the bruise blossoming around your eye was weighing you down and getting into the car in the mental headspace you were in was trouble waiting to happen.

But before he could cross over to you, try and clear your head just a little bit, he was summoned for first practice - one of his mechanics ushering him over to his car, allowing the driver to get one final glance at you as you pulled your helmet over your head.

All he could do now was hope that you wouldn’t get in your own way - as having a bad weekend would just sink you deeper into the feeling you weren’t good enough. You were a champion for a reason. But the minority who despised you were tearing you down, blocking your view from who you truly were and he hated that.

You took a deep breath from inside the cockpit, trying your best to block out the voices bouncing around your head as your engineer went over the programmes you would be running during the session. You just had to do well this weekend, no, not just well… you had to win. Everything was resting on your shoulders, they expected results now you were unmasked.

And you were terrified of what they’d do if you didn't.

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[bettertwin9000]

You and Leo seem like the type of people (mutants?) That that have like a 15 minute secret handshake

We actually did when we were tots. Except it wasn't 15 minutes it was like 16

#rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise donnie #unpause rise of the tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt leo #rise leo #disaster twins #save rise of the tmnt

[confusedhummingbird]

Dick Grayson

3, 8, 12, 16

3: Cliche but "Flying man on the trapeze"

8: Again cliche is just his Nightwing costume.(Finger stripes FTW)

12: I headcanon him as either Pansexual or Demisexual

16: I like to thing shortly after they met he and Donna clicked so well they even had a secret handshake they use even to this day.

#dc comics #Asks #Dick Grayson #Nightwing

[tesalicious2]

Kortac Headcanons:

They all have a secret handshake

Just seems like it, it can be adapted to fit all of them at once

It’s actually quite impressive to watch

Food shall be stolen, it doesn’t belong to you

Unless it says your name and that it’s from a family member will they leave it alone (most of the time, Oni steals sometimes)

They all get along pretty well, but some of them don’t share anything about their past at all

König, Oni, and Fender are perfect examples of this. You will not know anything and they will not share

Sometimes though they answer super vague to mess with people

All of them learn some of each others language, not great at all but know ‘thanks’, yes, no, and a few curse words.

Everyone agrees Arabic is super difficult and makes no sense

(My dad is Arab and I tried to learn it. You want to make a word plural? Ok, there are 16 different ways to do it and no rules to know when to use it. Memorize the plural and singular and that’s it. It’s bs.)

(Also, you leanr standard but no one speaks that, they speak slang and it’s horrible. But I do know some)

Sometimes care packages from family will show up for some of them. It’s often books, foods specific to that region, and photos of family/important moments.

König had a sister who’s a ballerina and she’s amazing.

Callisto and Stiletto met her once and they hit it off. Two badass mentors yes please.

There was definitely vulture shock on all fronts. Something harmless to everyone would greatly offend one specific person.

There were a lot of presentations about office etiquette in the first months.

Oni and Horangi hate each other and do not try to get along. But if you make fun of Asian Countries or are like ‘all Asians look the same’ they will become a force to be reckoned with.

#headcanon #kortac #hutch #cod hutch #Horangi #König #cod Callisto #stiletto #cod oni #fender #there’s more but I’m too tired to list them #but seriously #mall of KorTac is under appreciated #it’s a crime #declan o'conor #hiro Oni watanabe #cod klaus #kortac operators

[queer-devil]

Updated Danganronpa Headcanons

Made a post with these a while ago but I reorganized them and added more, so I figured I’d just repost them

Under the cut because there’s a lot

General Headcanons:

1. Maki has several bird feeders, squirrel feeders, and just other foods left outside for animals. She refills these everyday

2. Himiko has dwarfism

3. Tenko loves wearing pride stuff, like shirts and bows and bracelets and stuff

4. Angie was born on Rota (one of the Northern Mariana Islands), specifically in Songsong (the second largest village on Rota).

5. Miu bleached her hair

6. Miu loves watching cartoons

7. When Miu was a kid she was super hyperactive

8. Miu used to get so many little injuries and she never knew where they came from, she was always covered in bruises and bandaids

9. Miu used slurs because she didn’t know the meaning behind them, she assumed it was just another name for a group of people (she got corrected and is now working on it)

10. When Miu was younger she always wrote her name “Mew” because she liked Pokémon and loved the fact she sorta shared a name with one

11. When Kiyo thinks that someone “would be a good friend for sister”, he really means that he likes them and he thinks they would get along if he didn’t feel like he was cheating on his sister

12. Kiyo’s sister was more traditional, Kiyo almost always had traditional Japanese meals that she home made and was taught to dress conservatively, which was only enabled by his cooler body temperature bc illness

13. Kiyo really likes spaghetti but he is also a big fan of dry cheerios

14. Angie wishes her name was Angelica

15. Ryoma has the “Hang In There” poster

16. Kiyo wears anything as long as he’s covered, gender roles don’t phase him, only gendered terms (tis an unfortunate existence)

17. Kokichi knows morse code

18. Kaito and Shuichi have a “secret” handshake (it’s pretty simple and Kaito wants to use it everywhere), Maki refuses to join in on it

19. Hiro got the scar on his back from playing with raccoons when he was younger, he got along with most of them but sometimes they would attack him and he would cry because his friends hurt him

20. Hiro is Blasian, mom is from Japan and dad is African American

21. Tenko and Kiyo drive each other to therapy

22. Kiyo, Mikan, Toko, Mukuro, and Nagito all went to an inpatient together and had group therapy, they’re like a weird little family now

23. In this therapy family, Kiyo and Mukuro act most like siblings towards each other, Nagito is a very protective big brother, Mikan constantly fawns over the rest of them, and Toko likes to pretend they don’t exist because “they embarrass her”

24. Kyoko has a “Quote of the Day” book

25. Miu’s gaydar is absolute dogshit, she thought Rantaro was a straight man for a while

26. Maki loves accessories, but she is very embarrassed about it so she tries not to draw to much attention to it

27. She likes hair pins, bracelets, earrings, necklaces, rings, broaches, fancy hairties, scrunchies, fancy shoelaces, anklets, all that stuff

28. Most of her stuff is simple and silver, but she’s definitely gotten presents from the more observant people like Kaede, Kirumi, Rantaro, Ryoma, and even a ring from Kokichi (it’s a thin black and white striped band, but it was a peace offering from him so she wears it quite a bit)

29. Miu is scared of needles

30. Kiyo and Angie are best friends, it used to be just because Kiyo was fascinated by Angie but they ended up getting along very well

31. Chihiro knows tons of memes and is very into meme culture

32. Mondo used to go to plays and musicals with Daiya (they snuck in) and he is a very good actor because of post performance meetings

33. Mahiru loves taking photos of her friends

34. Izuru loves blankets and soft things

35. Kaito is scared of the dark and he has a bunch of glow in the dark stars and moons on his ceiling, he also has a bunch of stuffies (a lot of which have astronauts suits or other space things)

36. Ibuki has several younger siblings

37. Kokichi is an orphan and was at the same orphanage as Maki, they just never interacted much

38. Kokichi and Miu are friends, they just don’t seem like it to most people

39. No one from V3 kills bugs, they get Gonta to gently remove them from the premise (and sometimes he keeps them in his room)

40. Hiro has the self-assigned role of dad in their his friend group, he does cringey things like leaves messages in their lunch and talks as if he was like 20 years older than he is

41. Mikan’s stutter is from nervousness, but Toko’s is a real stutter

42. Fuyu is lactose intolerant which is why he hates milk, Peko never has anything with lactose in it because Fuyu can’t

43. This is actually why Peko got sick in chapter 1, she didn’t realize the food she ate had cheese in it and she was so not used to it so it made her stomach upset

44. Gundham isn’t vegan, but he is a vegetarian who pays very close attention to where he gets his food from. This is because he knows that many animals that have become live stock can suffer more if not used the way humans have bred them to. Also he knows that humans are omnivores and the circle of life just works like that.

45. Kyoko paints in her free time

46. Hifumi was bullied in school because of his looks which is why he got so into fandoms and fiction

47. Makoto and Komaru are impulsive huggers, Toko has been the most affected by this

48. Mahiru has a pet bird, maybe a duck or a chicken

49. Mahiru definitely goes to Gundham’s house with her bird

50. Kyoko is the rep for class 78, Chiaki is the rep for class 77, and Kirumi is the rep for class 80; much to Kyoko and Kirumi's displeasure, everyone just calls them the class mom

51. Yasuhiro is a vegan

52. Mukuro and the chicken are best friends

53. After Mikan gets a lot of therapy, she learns that her bullies actually caused her many permanent issues, such as slight deafness in her left ear, visual impairments, chronic back pain, and thousands of scars that didn’t get healed correctly (some of which were infected)

54. Celeste has a whip collection

55. Kokichi is a sugar addict

56. Hiyoko has like 6 cats, Mikan is heavily allergic to cats, Hiyoko loves when Mikan comes over because of this. Mahiru, not so much

57. Rantaro took in Shuichi as his little brother

58. Ahoges are meant to express emotions

59. During the tragedy Izuru saw the ROD as his children and took care of them (kinda-)

60. Kokichi’s whole personality was a lie in V3 and I’ll give my specifics for his real one. He’s caring to his friends and he’s very protective over his “family” (D.I.C.E.) he is very manipulative but he normally doesn’t use it for truly bad things, normally just pranks. He has trouble differentiating between reality and fantasy so he tends to be apathetic towards death. He’s super touch starved like he clings to people constantly. Also he lies less.

61. Kokichi got Kaito a fake plant as a prank once but he saw how happy Kaito was so he didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth, Kaito didn’t find out until Maki said something about it

62. Angie makes sculptures of her friends to bless them and to keep her company when she’s lonely

63. The WOH were informally adopted by Toko, Komaru, and Genocider

64. Yasuhiro has a candle collection

65. Izuru likes flowers, Kotoko would make him flower crown’s

66. Makoto has a bracelet with a 4 leaf clover in it that he wears for assessments and meetings for good luck

67. Hiro forces the THH survivors gang to do his daily prayers with him

68. Sonia and Gundham visit King and Queen Nevermind monthly and King Nevermind loves the Dark Devas of Destruction

69. Kaito is a feminist

70. Chihiro and Chiaki are siblings

71. Sometimes Chihiro helps Chiaki program mods for the video games she likes and it’s a fun sibling bonding experience

72. Tenko has done some serious work to get over her misandrist beliefs

73. Gundham, Sonia, Ryoma, and Peko all help at and make constant donations to many animal shelters

74. Classes 77 and 78 all went to Kotoko’s first performance after she felt comfortable enough to try out, this made her feel much less anxious

75. Same thing with all of the WOH, Jataro’s first diorama showcase and Masaru’s first game

76. Nagisa and Monaca don't really have any events they go to

77. Celeste has a music box that she uses to calm down

78. Ibuki and Ultimp are often questioned about whether they are dating or not and have to constantly say no

79. Sometimes class 77 holds big uno tournaments and Nagito or Chiaki always win and Fuyuhiko always flips the table

80. This actually reminds quite a few people that despite the fact Fuyu is small and looks cute he is extremely strong

81. Ibuki has heterochromia, her right eye is the pink we see in the game and her left eye is the blue of her hair streaks

82. Tsumugi will often copy sprite poses from the DR1 characters without realizing it

83. Souda and Miu and siblings, we know that their father wasn’t great but (I think) their mother wasn’t mentioned, so I’m using her as the explanation for all their sexual and romantic…creepiness?

84. Kiyo has the same disease as his sister but just a less intense form, he has a bad immune system and is very unfit

85. Mahiru takes lots of photos of Hiyoko dancing

86. Shuichi is sometimes a mannequin for Tsumugi (most often against his will)

87. Izuru would often stay with Nagito and the WOH

88. Rantaro goes to all of Kiyo and Angie’s meetings/outings/rituals to make sure it doesn’t get too out of hand

89. DR1 was Tsumugi’s favorite season without question

90. Genocider uses her hands a lot when talking, she also likes to play (literally) with her hair when she’s bored

91. Hiyoko loves playing ddr

92. Mahiru loves watermelons

93. Chihiro smells likes oranges because of a perfume he has been using for year’s

94. In the tragedy world, Class 77 all does something special for Chiaki as a memorial

95. Sonia loves strawberry milk

96. Mikan’s favorite animal is a bunny

97. Hifumi used to have a body shape more akin to Princess Piggles, but after years of using food as a coping mechanism and also it being a cheap way to sustain himself, he gained extra weight

98. Hifumi was very happy to see a strong character with his body type when he was younger, which is why he loves Princess Piggles so much (idk if this is canon or not but I figured I’d say it here just in case)

99. Sonia and Ibuki like to mess around with different clothing aesthetics

100. Rantaro brings Kiyo on trips and vice versa and they use it as an escape from the stress of life

101. Kiyo loves all of Rantaro’s sisters in a familial way and they really helped him gain a positive female influence

102. After Kiyo got out of the inpatient he used things he learned to help Rantaro with his depression since Rantaro doesn’t wanna go to therapy

103. Rantaro often helps Kiyo with feeling masculine

104. Komaru got glowing jewelry for her and Toko on their first date so then Toko can be less scared of the dark, Toko hates the jewelry but wears it because she loves Komaru (she tells her it’s just because of the dark tho)

105. Rantaro listens to Kiyo info dump for hours and pays very close attention, sometimes they'll even add some info that they've learned

106. Rantaro got Kiyo into the mental hospital and checked on him daily until he was let out

107. Shuichi finds mysteries kind of boring but likes romances, he’s very embarrassed about this but Kokichi teases him relentlessly

108. Maki got Shuichi and Kaito necklaces with a sun (for Kaito) and a moon (for Shuichi) for their anniversary

109. Kokichi is hardly ever not on Gonta, piggyback rides, sitting on his shoulder, swinging from his arm (he's worried Kokichi will fall off), etc.

110. Ryota and Imposter help each other with their eating disorders

111. Chiaki and Mikan take scheduled naps together

112. Tenko once threw like 20 people when she lost Himiko in a crowd

Nuerodivergent Headcanons:

1. Ibuki has ADHD, she needs stimulation mostly with her mouth, fingers, and hearing

2. Kiyo has autism

3. Genocider developed as a defensive alter, she loves Toko (in her own weird way) and pretends to hate her so Toko doesn’t get embarrassed or bullied

4. When Mikan gets depressive she braids her hair

5. Kokichi stims with arm flaps and jumping

6. Ibuki stims with hand flaps, spins, and tapping her arm/leg like she’s playing a keyboard

7. Kaito stims by hitting his fists or wrists together

8. When Akane gets bored in class she draws food on her body with a sharpie, this causes her to get scars and ink poisoning so Mikan sees her a lot

9. Miu has ADHD, hence her grotesque language (impulsivity) and her sensitivity to insults (RSD)

10. Kiyo fidgets with his necklace, which is why it’s there in the first place

11. Izuru gets overstimulated easily

12. Aoi stims by balling up her fists and twisting her wrists

13. Nagito stims with rocking

14. Nagito likes when people play with his hair or give him head pats

15. Akane has ADHD

16. Nagito has dermatillomania

17. Although Kaz is neurotypical, he only ever really spent time with Miu so he tends to miss some common social cues

18. Kiyo has one strand of curly hair bc he twirls it to stim when he’s focusing

19. Junko has DID, it was mostly repressed for all her life but during the tragedy she kinda let it out, however they’re all still developing and she’s still semi-convinced it’s because she gets bored of her personality

20. Taka has autism

21. Gundham has autism

22. Chiaki has narcolepsy

23. Along with everything else, Nagito has ASPD (anti-social personality disorder)

24. Kaito has ADHD

25. Shuichi has clinical anxiety

26. Kokichi has clinical depression

27. Tenko has (undiagnosed (“let us just send her to hit things, surely that will fix it)) ADHD

28. Rantaro has depression that was developed while trying to search for his sisters

29. Munakata has narcissistic personality disorder

30. Natsumi has ADHD that she’s been masking to try and be a better kid for her parents and brother (she doesn’t know that her brother doesn’t care)

31. She also has an inferiority complex, who would've thunk

32. Ryoma has depression, and he gets like 5 therapy cats, their named Chloe, Naru, Venus, Gangly, and Jo

33. Tsumugi has frequent identity crises

34. Gonta was diagnosed with autism at first but it was eventually shown that he simply didn’t know because he didn’t grow up with humans

35. Gonta does however have insomnia and when he wakes up from sleeping he will go play in the garden

36. Ultimp has binge eating disorder

Sexuality and Gender Headcanons:

1. Shuchi is trans ftm, he has a very big bust so he wears two binders (Maki found out and he got a lecture from Kirumi about safety), he’s on T but his ahoge is still slim; he’s bisexual with a preference for men

2. Hajime is trans ftm, in the world with the trajedy he got top surgery (without knowing) from Izuru, in the world where normal things happen he still gets top sugary but in a normal way, he takes T; he is pansexual

3. After Kiyo got over his sister and had some self discovery he realized that he was a raging homosexual; he uses strictly he/him pronouns

4. Izuru and Kiibo are enby buddies (they both use they/him pronouns)

5. Angie is aroace (“The only one I love is Atua!”)

6. Makoto is trans ftm with no surgery or a binder, but he takes T; Makoto is demisexual, he is panromantic but is only sexually attracted to the female genitalia, not the male genitalia

7. Byakuya is grayaroace and is gay; he had a time where he thought he was trans but he found he wasn’t, he used she/her and went by Polaris

8. Aoi is a lesbian

9. Toko is sexually attracted to both men and women but is only romantically attracted to women

10. Kyoko is a demigirl with she/her pronouns; she’s bisexual leaning towards men

11. Kazuichi is gay with internalized homophobia

12. Chihiro is asexual, biromantic with a preference for girls; he’s genderfluid but prefers he/him and masculine compliments, he still cross dresses though and this doesn’t make him uncomfortable

13. Taka is demisexual and gay

14. Akane is an ace bisexual with a preference for men, she’s also sex repulsed but represses it because she’s Akane

15. Celeste (the persona) is a lesbian, however Taeko is an ace bisexual

16. Fuyuhiko is a demiaroace pan, but he still thinks he’s straight

17. Gonta is panromantic and is asexual

18. Gundham is a pan demiboy who uses he/him/they/them/xe/xes/dark/darks; all of their dark devas use god/gods pronouns (also they/them if someone doesn't want to use neopronouns)

19. Hifumi is asexual and omniromantic with a preference for women

20. Hiyoko is a demiaroace lesbian

21. Himiko is a demisexual lesbian

22. Ibuki is Pansexual, asexual, and a demigirl who uses she/her/boing/boings/it/its

23. Kiibo is genderfluid and pansexual, at first he thinks he’s asexual but that’s just from lack of programming and when Miu gives him the ability to have these desires he says yes (Miu didn’t force him istg)

24. Kaede is bi with a preference for women, she used to think she was lesbian; I am in a constant state of flux with Kaede's gender

25. Kaito is trans with no surgery but he wears a binder sometimes, he also takes T, he is very insecure about his masculinity; he’s demiromantic and gay (the latter caused him more insecurity because "maybe he was just a normal girl")

26. Kirumi is aroace, she’s sex repulsed

27. Kokichi is demiaroace and gay

28. Komaru is a lesbian

29. Korekiyo is gay and uses only he/him, she/her makes him very uncomfortable

30. Leon is bi but thinks he’s straight, he just has a preference for women

31. Nagito is gay

32. Mahiru is lesbian

33. Maki is a demiaroace pan

34. Mikan is an asexual lesbian, also very sex repulsed after therapy

35. Miu is pan

36. Mondo is gay

37. Mukuro is lesbian and trans mtf, uses only she/her

38. Nekomaru is straight and is a demiboy, uses he/him/they/them

39. Peko is demiaroace, pan, and a demigirl, uses she/her/it/it’s before therapy and she/her/they/them after therapy, she takes E bc she was AMAB

40. Rantaro is demiromantic and pan; he’s also genderfluid using any pronouns

41. Ryoma is demiaroace and straight

42. Sakura is an asexual lesbian; she’s mtf using only she/her pronouns, she is very secretive about being trans due to insecurity

43. Sayaka is lesbian

44. Sonia is pan and genderqueer, uses she/her/void/voids and picked up dark/darks from Gundham

45. Tenko is lesbian

46. Teruteru is pan, asexual, and trans ftm (I feel he’s asexual because he pretends to be super horny to feel like a valid man because #negativemaleinfluence)

47. Genocider is the same as Toko; she heavily encourages use of she/her pronouns and the name Jill

48. Tsumugi is cishet

49. Ultimp is asexual, pan, and agender, uses they/them if ever out of costume

50. Yasuhiro is Aroace

51. Chiaki is a pan demigirl who uses she/her/they/them and her online persona uses they/them

Marks and Piercings Headcanons:

1. Aoi has stretch marks on her boobs and hips

2. Chihiro has a birthmark on his right bicep, it’s a strawberry

3. Sayaka has a on her right cheek, a mole on her left collar bone, and amole on her left wrist (near her thumb)

4. Akane has stretch marks on her thighs, hips, boobs, and waist

5. Chiaki has stretch marks on her stomach and thighs

6. Gundham has scars, bite marks, and scratches on his left arm

7. Hiyoko has a on her right foot (near her ankle), after her growth spurt she has stretch marks on her waist, boobs, and thighs

8. Mahiru has freckles all over her body, most prominently on her shoulders, her face, her thighs, and her butt

9. Mikan has bruises, scars, and burn marks all over her body, most prominently on her left arm and right leg

10. Peko has scars on her arms and sides

11. Angie has two birthmarks, one in between her boobs and one on the back of her right thigh

12. Kaede has stretch marks on her stomach

13. Kaito has freckles on his face and arms

14. Kirumi has moles on her left cheeks

15. Kokichi has 3 scars on his mouth, all from when he tried to eat metal things when he was a child, one on his left side is the most prominent because it got infected

16. Maki has scars on her lower legs, knees, elbows, and forearms from crawling over jagged and rocky surfaces

17. Miu has stretch marks on her boobs and thighs, also a scar on her right palm from a workshop accident

18. Chihiro wears earrings on and off, he has a few Chiaki made for him, his favorite is the one that says “Hi” in binary

19. Toko/Genocider have their ears pierced but never wear earrings, miraculously, the holes haven’t closed

20. Junko wears Monokuma earrings when she doesn’t have her pins

21. Kyoko tried getting her ears pierced at the recommendation of Celeste, but she never wore them and they closed up pretty quickly

22. Leon wanted a Jacob’s ladder, but he got one piercing done that hurt like hell so he’s never getting another

23. Makoto’s parents had his ears pierced when he was a baby so he does have holes, he never wears earrings though (dysphoria)

24. Junko insisted Mukuro got her ears pierced but afterwords they constantly got infected (because neither of them knew how to clean them) so she has small scars on her earlobes

25. Sayaka has her ears pierced

26. Ibuki has bellybutton piercings, like a ton of eyebrow piercings, her nipples are pierced, I don’t know how genital piercings work but she most certainly has some, honestly the only thing that isn’t pierced is her tongue and that’s just because of sensory stuff

27. Kazuichi has a tongue piercing

28. Mahiru has her ears pierced

29. Sonia got her nose pierced, normally she wears a gemstone there but on special occasions she has a pearl she will wear instead

30. Komaru has her ears pierced

31. Kotoko had her ears pierced since she was a baby but only ever wears them for special occasions, she was in charge of maintaining her piercings for a while and they got terribly infected, her home room teacher had to send her to the nurse

32. Angie has her nose pierced on either side and also in the center

33. Himiko self pierced her ears and it actually went very well, but she never wore earrings so they closed up

34. Kaede has her ears pierced

35. Kaito has his ears pierced

36. Kokichi has a nose ring on his left nostril

37. Kaede took Maki to get her ears pierced one day and, though she doesn’t like to admit it

38. Rantaro, unlike Leon, has a complete Jacob’s ladder, he also has his nipples pierced

39. Shuichi has his ears pierced and has snakebites

40. Tenko has her ears pierced

41. Tsumugi has her ears pierced

Language Headcanons:

1. Everyone speaks Japanese as their first language, it’s only translated into English for the games not everyone can actually speak it

2. Kiyo however is fluent in English and also Latin, he also picks up phrases from any of the languages the others speak (important: Kiyo learned English from a British person so he speaks English with a slight British accent)

3. Kaito is fluent in English and is also learning Morse code (he asks Kokichi for tips)

4. Maki knows sign language

5. Byakuya can read most European languages but can’t speak any of them

6. Taeko is teaching herself English

7. Chihiro is oddly enough very good at writing in binary, he doesn’t know how he picked it up (It’s from when he was really young and his dad would teach him binary for fun!)

8. Hifumi can read and write English

9. Taka takes English, French, Spanish, Latin, and knows a teensy bit of sign language

10. Leon is fluent in English (specifically the American kind, aka he has an American accent)

11. Mukuro is fluent in English and is also pretty good at Morse code

12. Sayaka knows a bunch of phrases in Spanish and English

13. Gundham knows a bit of Latin, but he only ever uses it to be extra never to actually attempt communication

14. Mahiru knows a bit of English that her mom taught her

15. Nekomaru is fluent in English

16. Not a headcanon but a reminder that Sonia knows 30 languages

17. Teruteru is learning French

18. Imposter is learning English

19. Izuru is fluent in every language because he’s Izuru

20. Monaca knows a decent amount of English

21. Nagisa is taking English

22. Angie’s first language is actually English but she is also mostly fluent in Japanese

23. Gonta tried to learn English at one point but languages are hard for him so he quit

24. Kiibo has 3 language modes, Japanese, English, and Spanish

25. Kirumi is fluent in English

26. Miu knows a bit of sign language because she didn’t speak until a bit later in her childhood

27. Rantaro is fluent in English

#danganronpa #drv3 #thh #udg #sdr2 #korekiyo shinguji #kokichi ouma #miu iruma #tenko chabashira #tokomaru #toko fukawa #komaru naegi #saimota #shuichi saihara #kaito momota #ibuki mioda #mikan tsumiki #rantaro amami #maki harukawa #izuru kamukura #chiaki namani #angie yonaga #mahiru koizumi #nagito komaeda #gundham tanaka #chihiro fujisaki #kiibo #sonia nevermind #yasuhiro hagakure #kirumi tojo

[lover-of-mine]

seriously, the buddie nhl au written outside pov deranged fangirl liveblogging style is something that would be interesting?

i have like, 1k words in girl with a special interest language, I don't know if that's actually something interesting. Og post here, random snippet below the cut. The plan would be to start with an exposition dump when Buck gets drafted and build from that.

Random context: I have no idea what team they are on yet, Buck is a goalie, Eddie is a star centre, Buck plays with jersey number 50, Eddie is number 13. I also need to figure out formatting lol

anonymous asked: *Bestie I thought you were being dramatic, but Buckley's draft was the happiest I've ever seen Eddie with a camera pointed at him, now I have fallen down a rabbit hole and I need the lore. GIMME THE LORE*

buckleydiaz13: Me? Dramatic? About those two? Nah, never (lying) 

AND I KNOW!!! Who knew the only thing you needed to get Eddie smiling through an interview was to give him back his 6’2 blue eyed bestie?? It's not like I spent the past 2 seasons saying that the only thing Eddie is missing is Buck or anything.

But welcome to the madness, let's get you all caught up on the buddie lore so you know what you're getting into lol

So, they were on the usa development team together and they were inseparable. Like, everything we saw about one, the other was close by. And Eddie was already being looked at closely, talked about as if he was going to be a great name on the nhl at 16 and he would bring up Buck for absolutely no reason, talk about them practicing late, hanging out, when he got drafted he talked about how Buck was one of the things that helped him get through the stress, it was crazy. And Buck is a goalie, so the expectation was not for them to be running drills together, yk? But they were. And when you look at it, you won't think it makes sense, especially if you know Eddie as Mr broody, because Buck is a golden retriever trapped in a human body, a complete wall on the ice, yeah, but out of it? That dude is a teddy bear. I know he has to take things seriously, he wouldn't have made it to the league if he didn't, but he's the embodiment of carefree and Eddie is just…not lmao. It was ridiculous, they had a very elaborate pre game ritual, that included a secret handshake, Eddie was seen wearing Buck's hoodie multiple times (oh Eddie in the #50 hoodie not realizing it and blushing all the way to his ears when he noticed I will never forget you), there's this one video of them showing around the arena for their last game before Buck went to college that they just keep bumping shoulders with how close they are walking, like, just hold hands already, it will be easier.

#i legit feel crazy #i typed that first post out just to get the idea somewhere #i didnt expect yall to like it #so tell me oaksasokassokasas #buddie nhl au #thoughts thoughts thoughts #writing

[dumplingsfordays]

in the willow wood, pt. 1

pairing - prince!gepard x elf!gn!reader (they/them)

genre - fluff

summary - pt. 1 - gepard, the son of a wealthy and powerful duke, meets an elf one day while hunting as a boy and his fellow hunters "arrest" (kidnap basically) them because they insulted the son of a high-ranking noble.

cw! : swearing, killing of forest animals (rabbits, deer, etc), mentions of blood, gepard's dad doesn't rlly care about him, serval hates her dad, belobog (with the exception of gepard and maybe serval) hates elves, reader is wearing a dress, reader is going to be wed in an arranged marriage to a random man, strangers to friends, reader runs away from their parents,

note : still held captive by writer's block :( school also started for me so I won't be posting as much. got the idea when listening to the Regal Ancestor Spirit ost from Elden Ring it's soso good omfg- anyways apologies for any mistakes I make in this fic, but always feel free to correct!!

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"Ha!" cries Dunn, who has finally shot his first rabbit.

His victory was accompanied by clapping from the other hunters, who came forward to encircle him in praise and laughter. Gepard also came forward, beaming at his friend's acheivement, and the two preformed their not-really-so-secret handshake with enthusiasm in front of the group.

"Can't believe you actually did it," the golden-haired boy said to Dunn after the initial excitement of the situation dimmed. "It took you a month. A whole month!"

"Not a whole month," Dunn retorted, cheeks blazing red in embarrassment.

"And for a rabbit!"

"Rabbits are hard to shoot, though! They're tricky little devils. They run and dip and swerve and it's confusing to even watch."

"Sure, sure," Gepard giggled, "you'd be confused if you found out that candles aren't little pieces of sunlight that we steal from the sun and keep for ourselves."

"Wait, they aren't?"

Oh, how he loved these moments with his best friend. These moments of bursting joy, of pure happiness, of melodic laughter - they brought a smile to his face every time that he reminisced with Dunn. Interestingly, most of these tended to happen while the pair went hunting in the lovely, serene woods outside of their kingdom. Hunting was one of those activities that never ceased to be fun, unlike horseback riding or sparring, and it was also a relieving little escape from the grey, cobblestone streets of Belobog. Ruled in part by his father, it towered in the distance as a constant reminder of what Gepard was always, and always will be, part of.

But he decided not to focus on that. Right now, the most important thing to him was to finally prove to the senior hunters that he was capable of hunting alongside them despite his young age of 16.

Previously, they told him that he was to hunt and kill a deer. Gepard was, at first, underwhelmed.

"Hunters do that all the time, and with relative ease," he had said to them before they entered the forest. "Why should this mean anything to you?"

"Because it isn't as easy as it seems," said a grey-haired one, towering over Gepard. "You'll know what I mean when you're about to kill one."

The boy took this reply with a grain of salt. Surely it was easier than that, right? The other hunters do it all the time and they always hit their mark. Their hands don't tremble, their bows remain steady - what is so hard about killing an animal? It's like a rabbit, just bigger, and it doesn't move nearly as fast. It usually stands there, and really, the only thing you have to do is to hit it in the leg or neck or something to make sure it can't run away.

But Gepard was now starting to doubt his previous feelings about the hunter's reply as he started nearing the spot where the group usually kills deer. He felt a sort of uneasiness - not the horrible one that he would get when entering abandoned ballrooms with their dark lighting and thick shrouds of cobwebs, but a gentle, quiet one. What if I wound the deer so it survives and runs away? Will it bleed out in agony, still living, or will it submit its life to him reluctantly, like a fallen champion, bested by the new?

He decided not to dwell on these thoughts. After all, this trial was going to determine Father's opinion of him, and maybe, just maybe, he was going to finally say "I'm proud of you, son." Gepard would fight for that chance.

"And here we are," said a hunter from the front of the group, donned in brownish-grey attire.

A mere 20 feet away stood an elegant, gorgeous deer. It was grazing, pulling the grass from the ground, and the clearing which it was standing in was framed by willow trees swaying gently in the breeze. When Dunn's foot beside Gepard's stepped on a dry leaf, the deer raised its slender head suddenly. It peered over to where the company was crouching behind some bushes, its wide brown eyes alert, and with a flutter of its eyelashes, it resumed grazing.

"Get ready," whispered a hunter beside the golden-haired boy. He nodded, taking out his bow and an arrow from his quiver, and, stepping behind a tree for cover, lifted his bow. Hooking the arrow on the string as gently as possible, Gepard raised the bow and aimed.

But before he could shoot, the deer lifted its head and looked over behind it, to the shadowy glen. From behind a willow in that direction emerged a hand, still gripping the bark, and then a bare foot, and then the whole, radiant figure. Its hair glimmered in the few specks of light that poured through the canopy, and the long, white dress that trailed after them hazily shone like thousands of pearls.

As the figure strode up to the deer in the middle of the clearing, they stretched their hands forward, and the slender animal slowly turned around and walked over to them. The person caressed its head and sighed.

"Oh, Isabella," they cooed, lowering themselves to the ground, the deer following suit. "How I missed you."

This felt like a scene from a storybook as the deer laid its head in the figure's lap, encouraging the person to keep stroking its head. They sighed once more.

"Mother is nagging me again about that man. I don't even remember his name! We met only once, and that was back when we were mere children - why should we be expected to love one another if we don't have understanding of each other? Why should we be forced to go along with this?" The person's voice rose in pitch and volume little by little as they kept talking to their friend. "And why do we have to be so young? You know that elves get married when they come of age, which is still four years from now for me and him. Even Mother was married at twenty, so why shouldn't I be? Why should I marry at sixteen, and her at twenty?"

Gepard had never heard a deer whinny before, but now he knew that apparently it could happen.

"I'm sorry, Isabella," the person sighed. "You don't want to hear about any of this. I know I've been talking about it for several weeks now, but no matter how much I do, my situation isn't getting any better. I really wish that there was some sort of escape."

The deer in her lap whinnied again and sighed.

"No, I can't do that. They'd find me immediately. The guards are a nasty sort, they sneak and snoop around like bloodhounds. And even if I do manage to run away, where would I go? You know how the humans are, and the dwarves are even more suspicious of us. Living on my own isn't an option, either - I'd probably die within a week." They ended their monologue with a dry chuckle.

Gepard couldn't believe that this was happening. Was this an elf? Throughout his entire childhood he'd be told stories of the elves and how selfish and prideful they all were, and how they were deserving of death - but did this elf really have to die? What atrocities could they have possibly committed? What selfishness, or excessive pride, was housed in this individual's soul? Was it really necessary to kill this deer, which was obviously their close companion, and cause them more grief than they are already experiencing? He just couldn't do it. No, he'd find another, different deer, and spare these friends the sadness of losing one another.

A scrape of wood on wood sounded through the forest's relative silence like the crack of a whip. The elf and the deer turned their heads to Gepard's tree, behind which the blonde boy was trying to hide his now-lowered bow and hold his breath.

"Who's there?" cried the elf, standing up. The deer's ears were erect and alert as it listened for further noise.

Gepard looked to the hunters in the bushes a few feet away from him - they were exchanging panicked expressions and sending a few angry ones his way.

"Come out!" the elf called once more. They began to approach the tree with cautious steps, wading through pools of sunlight, bare feet anchoring them to the grass so they could spring back at any sign of danger. "I won't hurt you. I'm not armed, either, so please come out so that we can resolve this peacefully."

The last word that they uttered struck something in Gepard. Yes, peacefully - violence or staying put won't solve anything. If he were to keep hiding, the elf would discover him anyway, and no trust would be established to justify Gepard having a bow in his hands. If he were to come out, to present himself truthfully, then maybe the elf would pardon him and let him go. After all, they seemed kind, understanding.

To the absolute horror of his companions, Gepard stepped out from behind the tree, bow in hand. Their eyes met as the boy neared the elf, stepping into the light.

"I'm Gepard Landau, of Belobog," he trembled. "I was- I was hunting in this forest, and I saw your deer and I wanted to shoot it and then I changed my mind, and-"

"You what?"

"I changed my mind! I promise! I don't want to kill you or your deer, I swear! Please forgive me."

The elf's eyes narrowed in suspicion. A human, a creature which their mother and father had warned them about ever since they was born, was standing right in front of them, begging to let him go. They'd developed a special kind of hate for humans and their stink, their brutality, and their heartless, seemingly everlasting hunt. But their mother and father surely weren't right about everything - after all, they were set to marry not according to custom, which was something that their parents definitely wouldn't do under regular circumstances. Maybe they were wrong about humans, too, but they wouldn't take that chance just yet. But then again-

"I've been told that your kind is despicable and utterly disgusting all my life, and you come into our domain to kill our companions? It seems like my suspicions about you are correct."

Gepard was full-on shaking now. He dropped his bow and raised his hands up into the air. "I promise that I come in peace. I don't wish to harm you or your people."

"What about Isabella?" the elf questioned further. "You would've killed her if I hadn't come. Is that correct?"

"Yes," the golden-haired boy breathed. "Yes, I would've."

His honesty is... admirable.

"But if I let you go, you promise not to harm me or her or any of my kind?"

"Yes."

"Hmm." The elf tilted tilted their head up to look at the dark green canopy of the forest, closing their eyes. "I'd like to add another condition, however - let me live in your home."

Every single person's (and Isabella's) eyes widened in shock. The hunters' mouths were agape in pure, unadulterated surprise, and even Gepard couldn't help but stare at the elf dumbfoundedly.

"I- well, um-"

"I mean, it's fine if you don't," they replied hastily. "But I-"

And then chaos erupted.

The hunters sprung from the bushes, bows ready to fire at the elf and their companion. Their eyes were hard and steely and they were ready to pounce.

"Damn pointies!" one yelled. "Always shovin' their nose where it ain't supposed to be. You'll get a home alright - a home in the castle dungeons."

It was the elf's turn to be surprised. The deer stood protectively in front of them, blocking them from potential arrow fire, but the hunters weren't exactly merciful people. They ran to the figure, wrestling the elf away from the clearing as the deer tried to fight back against the attackers. The elf screamed, a desperate, saddening cry, before being shut up by the hunters, and at this point, Gepard felt he had to do something.

He tried to reason with the hunters, but to no avail - the elf had apparently insulted them, and they were set on punishment. The deer kept kicking, so the blonde-haired boy attempted to soothe it, saying that its friend will come back as soon as they could, and that he would help them reunite. The deer, after some minutes, seemingly understood Gepard, and with a quiet, lonely sigh, walked off to the tree where the figure first came from.

The elf was now being carried by the hunters in a stretcher-like fashion through the dense thicket of the woods, the familiar sounds of crackling leaves and the occasional rustle ambient. Gepard leaned to his side to whisper to his best friend, Dunn.

"Do you think they'll be alright?"

#gepard hsr #hsr fanfic #hsr #gepard x you #gepard x y/n #gepard x reader #gepard x gender neutral reader #gepard #gepard star rail #star rail #honkai star rail #gepard fanfic #fluff #gepard fluff #elf #gepard landau #this is such a random thought omfg i dont even know how this is gonna end #but like #the Regal Ancestor Spirit ost from elden ring suits this perfectly imo #its so pretty too i listen to it all the time!!! #anyways thats enough tags lmao okie byee <33

[itsscromp]

Jaime Reyes/Blue beetle X reader platonic

Happy early birthday to me :), Have a blue beetle birthday fic on me. Word count: 1K

"Hmmmm"

"Jaime I don't understand how looking at plastic cases are going to help" Scarab spoke up

"Again scarab it's y/n's birthday tomorrow, I need to find them a gift" Jaime whispered.

It was your birthday tomorrow and Jaime was in the video game store trying to find you a birthday gift, and he needed to hurry.

"Immortals of aveum... Oh Final fantasy 16 ??"

"No Jaime that's what you like" Scarab interrupted

"Right right, ok I guess Immortals it is"

He picked the game, paid for it and went home, The Reyes's meanwhile were preparing a surprise party for you courtesy of Jaime.

"Mijo what took you so long ??" His mom spoke up as she pulled out the cake from the oven.

"Sorry, Mom, the... Bus was running late" He had to make an excuse for being gone for almost twenty minutes staring at a shelf.

"Jaime no le mientas a tu madre" (Jaime don't lie to your mother) his grandma spoke from the living room.

"Conozco a la abuela que conozco" (I know grandma I know)

Jaime immediately went to wrapping your gift while his dad set up some decorations.

"Jaime, is y/n spelt with a Y or an N ??"

"Hang on dad" Jaime got up and fixed the decoration for him.

"Aaah gotcha now"

Everything was coming together, the decorations set. The cake was baked, and the gift secured. Now all that was missing was a you. Jaime was so so excited to celebrate your birthday, his best friend deserved this day. But the annoying thing that happened that almost ruined it was silverback attacking the streets of El Paso.

"Happy birthday y/n !!!"

"Hey Jaime, thanks dude" The two then did their secret handshake.

"Oh before I forget, My abuela has made these kick-ass cookies, she's even made you some." Totally not lying about your surprise party.

"Oh awesome, we'll head to your after school then" You smiled as the bell rung with the two heading off to class.

3PM rang and the two were on their way to his, Jaime was getting more and more excited as the two ventured to his house.

"Oh man I can already taste the cookies dude"

"Oh you'll love them, she uses certain sugars and spices you can only find in Mexico"

"Must be expensive importing them."

"Don't worry about they, just once your tongue tastes the pastry..."

The two heard gun shots and an explosion just not far from where they were walking, Hearing their notifications ding. Y/n pulled out their phone and read and emergency alert.

"Anyone around the listed suburbs need to stay inside and not go out until the danger is clear"

As you read the suburbs, Jaime's was one of them, so he needed to clear the threat and fast.

"Ok just head on home y/n, I'll take care of this" He activated his blue beetle armor and flew off.

"Be safe Jaime" You said to yourself before heading back home.

"Scarab who are we dealing with ??"

"From what data I have collected, It looks like a cyborg gorilla by the name of silverback, Be careful Jaime it has an array of weapons."

"So do we" Jaime smirked under the mask as he found silverback, causing destruction across the streets.

Landing, He then readied a sword and shield.

"Hey, Big guy !!, the zoo's been looking for you"

Silverback turned around, seeing blue beetle. Roared and beat his chest, grabbing an LMG and firing at Jaime. Thank god for the shield. Once the LMG ran out of bullets, Jaime changed to an arm cannon and blasted silverback on the ground.

"Scarab what's its weakness ??"

Scarab scanned Silverback extensively, finding any source of weakness before he could get back up.

"Got it, Just keep distracting it long enough for the police to shoot a tranquillizer."

"Why didn't they do that from the start."

Jaime then continued to fight and dodge bullets, He needed to finish this fight, not only to make the streets safer again, but to get you to the surprise party. Then as Silverback was about to fire a bazooka at Jaime, It felt a sting in Its neck and slowly grew tired, swaying from side to side. it fell on the floor, He saw the dart in his neck.

"Ok well... crisis averted"

"The local authorities are on their way, you should get back home if you want to surprise y/n"

"I know scarab" He rolled his eyes and flew back home.

Meanwhile, back home you stayed inside with your dad until the danger was clear. Jaime sent you a text saying that the streets were clear and you could come over now.

"Dad I'm just going to go see Jaime, And yes I'll take the safe way I know."

"Just be back soon ok kiddo ??"

"Got it"

Heading over to the Reye's you wondered why it was a bit quiet, usually you could hear a record playing, strange. You knocked on the door once making it.

"Jaime ??, Mr or Mrs Reyes ??."

The door opened but no one was there to greet you, even more greet you. Even more strange, entering inside you noticed everything was dark. what was going on ??

"Jaime..."

Then the lights turned on and everyone shouted "SURPRISE !!" his dad blowing the party horn as Jaime popped streamers in your face.

"You got me their" You laughed, "Did you do all of this ??"

"Come on, you thought I wouldn't want to throw my best friend a surprise party." He smiled placing an arm around your shoulder pulling you close.

"Y/n hice esto para ti" (Y/n I did this for you) His abuela came up to you and handed a box of cookies. That part was true.

"Oh and of course your gift." Jaime then rushed to his room then came back out with the gift in hand, handing it to you.

"Jaime..." You smiled opening the gift, seeing the game you've always wanted. You smiled your brightest and hugged him tightly, Jaime returning the hug eagerly. "Your the best y/n, You really are"

Hearing that you hugged him a little tighter "Thanks buddy"

"Alright, who's ready for cake ??" His mom brought the cake out with the candles already lit. Everyone singing Happy Birthday, You couldn't stop smiling the whole time, Jaime and his family pulled this off, just for you. You were like another member to the family to them. Again, you couldn't have asked for a better best friend like Jaime.

Taglist: @callofdudes

#platonic #jaime reyes #blue beetle #jaime reyes x reader #blue beetle x reader #DC #my birthday #reader insert

[fbfh]

You made me SOFT AHHHH

No bc when he holds his first kid he just has this moment of clarity where he’s like wow i could never imagine beating up my own kids wtf was wrong with my old man lmfao??? And when that little girl eventually comes, she’s got him wrapped around his finger and he does not CARE bc that his princess <3

AUNT MAX AND AUNT EL!!!!!!!!!!

Look bro Billy and Max creating a healthy bond with each other is quite literally everything and it’s something both of them never knew they needed until they made it happen. He probably tries to get a little closer to Susan too?? Idk even though he basically hated the Mayfield women, I think he probably still tried to protect them the best he could from his dad, even if he was the main punching bag at the end of the day. But now that he’s older and trying to grow as a person, he’s trynna make more bonds

Also he def goes all out on Halloween costumes with the kids LMAO - 🧍🏽‍♀️

SOBBING WEEPING SCREAMING CRYING!!!!!!!!

I couldn't have said it better myself 😭😭😭 literally like he gets home from a long day of work and he's all tired and you grab your boys and toss them some nerf guns and you're like "guys dads home lets sneak attack" and as soon as he steps foot through the door he's just attacked by his ball of sunshine boys and they're all yelling and happy he's home and they're climbing on his back and hanging off his biceps and his energy immediately picks back up and he's just so happy to see all of you!!!! He greets the boys and sees you wearing one of his shirts and making dinner and plants a big old smooch on your lips and the expected EWW comes from the kids and he's like wow 16 year old me would literally never ever ever believe this could happen and it's happening?????

And when you have your little girl BELIEVE he'll teach all of his sons how to be little princes and not roughhouse and play nice when she wants to, they will ALL happily be participating in tea parties and barbie drama 🥺🥺 and when he sees her watching you do your makeup or helping you pick out your clothes or generally having those sweet mom/daughter moments (or just parent/daughter moments) HIS HEART FUCKING EXPLODES!!!!!!!!!

Aunt max and aunt el are the coolest!!!!! When el tells your daughter the story of when Mike gave her a makeover she starts demanding he do her makeup even though he's kind of shitty at it and it's so cute!!!!!! She thinks it's hilarious!!!!! Delightful!!!!!!

Literally like within a year billy and max will have their own secret handshake and everything!!!! They have this unspoken "siblings by chance, siblings that get along by choice" kind of thing, and god they're always so ready to hype each other up!!!!!! So supportive!!!!! Love telling each other about their days and the drama in their friend groups and all that!!!!!! And Susan really is trying her best and Billy totally recognizes that, sometimes he and Max will team up to surprise her by making dinner or going out to a movie together and with flowers and cards and little presents on mothers day and her birthday and all that 🥺🥺 when Susan thinks about how much better things are and how much better Billy is she has to try not to cry and honestly same

Jrjsjdjsn i have a very angsty delightful one shot in the works where reader helps Billy sort out his feelings and talk to max and apologize for how bad things got 😭😭

JDJHDKSJWJ THE HALLOWEEN COSTUMES!!!!!!! Omg his first kid as slimer while the party are Ghostbusters??????? 🥺🥺🥺 11/10

#billy hargrove #stranger things #billy hargrove x reader #stranger things x reader #drabbles #i am just standing here anon

[gaming-thoughts-by-an-idiot]

Fable'ing like the fable gamer I am

"Idk where brightwall even is"

"So I'm gonna explore"

"Okay but seriously... the 3rd game is basically an AU"

"I'm shaking hands with everyone"

"Love me, damnit"

"What the fuck, in the loading screen it said I have 6 STDs???? I've held hands with people what the fuckk????"

Game: see this sign?

Me: yup

Game: that's where you're going

Me: that's where the-

Game & me: glowing trail goes

Game: and you should follow it

Me: yeah I know

Game, sobbing: thEN WHY ARE YOU WALKING THE OTHER WAY

Me: hehe >:)

"Found a 5 silver key chest"

"I have 1"

"I found a normal chest with an amethyst, hell ye"

"The potion I got was so my dog got an expert in all things"

"My dog, Reaver, is cashing in! I got lots of coins now!"

"Yum, fried wolf"

"This game reminds me so much of dragon age inquisition"

"800 coins now, before I left the lil settlement I had 60..."

"A cave? Well... ofc I'm gonna go in there"

"Where's the hobbs tho? They've basically removed all enemies"

"Okay I can't do anything in the wolf cave"

"I have to press home, start button on the controller, B to exit and only then can I save without going to sanctuary..."

"A door want me to bring another hero, aka I need another person online..."

"Ooo bandits, I don't have a sword so I don't wanna do that rn"

"Who's burying all this cold and gems?"

"Every forth second this dog finds me either coins, clothes or gems"

"Not complaining really..."

"Ooo I found another entrance to the cave I couldn't go further into"

"Huh... maybe the isn't the same cave"

"Okay... so the cave I found, there's a silver key chest... with 15!!! Keys, I have 3"

"1469 coins... I'm thriving!"

"Alright, this cave is called 'chillbreath caverns' now I just gotta remember that for later"

"Ooo gold key"

"I found the first entrance and it is the same place, wow"

"Alrighty, going to the quest place"

"Brightwall"

"It also doesn't look the same"

"Honestly, if it had been like 100 years and not like 20(?) I'd accept it, but like...?"

"Its like they've taken the names and some characters and put it in a completely different world"

"Alrighty, I'm going into the city, what's up city folk, I am also a city folk, a normal farmer city woman"

"I sold all my gems etc, so now I have 16 507 coins... damn"

"I'm handshaking EVERYONE"

"Actually... this reminds me more of the 1st game"

"Ew... there's the gnomes"

"The character designs remind me more of fallout 3"

"Why is there coins in the bookshelves in the library school?"

"Theres a lot of chests and hollowmen here"

"Secret, I found a secret~"

"Finally"

"Zelda vibes again"

"No... no nonono not the music box bro I'm sobbing why!"

"This is actually my ringtone"

"Which is horrible ofc"

"Imma just walk around it for chests"

"Okay... I'm clicking it"

"Was it always that big?"

"Hehe"

"Wtf video Logan looks even worse"

"I wanna find a fable buddy so we can play through fable 2 and 3 together, I used to have that :( but we broke up many years ago"

"Opening up all chests cuz I've been super friendly hehe"

"Be friends with people so they can give u things"

"... and this is why I'm always a raider in fallout... isn't it"

"Walter is just drinking while I'm doing hard work"

"Gotta fix my outfit since I'm gonna go buy people's houses and charge them insane rent"

"Hmm what screams corrupt? I have no pink suit-skirt tho"

"Okay I look emo... huh, I kinda look like my old classmate... I should show her a pic"

"Alrighty... Walter where ya at"

#gaming #funny #relatable gaming thoughts #fable iii #fable3 #fable 3 #fable hero #fable princess #fable #text post #text

[floofytiggles6]

CONNERTHEWAFFLE TICKLE HEAD CANNONS U STUPID NI-

1.Connerthewaffle has a secret tickle fetish and frequently incorporates tickling into his videos.

2. Connerthewaffle's favorite tickle victim is his friend and fellow YouTuber, Ls mark

3. Connerthewaffle believes that tickling is the ultimate form of cat and mouse game.

4. Connerthewaffle once pranked Nathaniel bandy (his cannon bf)by surprising him with a tickle attack.

5. Connerthewaffle's dream video game concept involves a tickle-based fighting game.

6. Connerthewaffle once made a ticklish cameo in a popular video game as an Easter egg.

7. Connerthewaffle has a tickle-themed merchandise line, including tickle-themed t-shirts and plush toys.

8. Connerthewaffle once convinced his fans that he had a ticklish superpower.

9. Connerthewaffle often daydreams about being able to tickle people through the screen.

10. Connerthewaffle has a secret tickle torture chamber in his basement.

11. Connerthewaffle once pranked his friends by dressing up as a tickle monster and chasing them around.

12. Connerthewaffle has a secret tickle-themed alter ego that he channels during his videos.

13. Connerthewaffle once created a tickle-themed parody of a popular movie.

14. Connerthewaffle has a tickle-themed playlist on his favorite music streaming platform.

15. Connerthewaffle once hosted a tickle-themed livestream for charity.

16. Connerthewaffle's favorite childhood memory involves a tickle fight with his siblings.

17. Connerthewaffle has a secret tickle weapon that he uses to prank his friends.

18. Connerthewaffle once starred in a tickle-themed music video for a viral hit song.

19. Connerthewaffle's ultimate goal is to create a tickling empire on YouTube.

20. Connerthewaffle once created a tickle-themed challenge for his fans to participate in.

21. Connerthewaffle's pet cat has a ticklish spot that he loves to tickle.

22. Connerthewaffle once dyed his hair a ticklish color for a special video.

23. Connerthewaffle's favorite holiday is April Fools' Day because he gets to indulge in his love for tickling pranks.

24. Connerthewaffle once created a tickle-themed dance that went viral on social media.

25. Connerthewaffle has a secret tickle handshake that he shares with his closest friends.

26. Connerthewaffle once entered a tickling competition and won first place.

27. Connerthewaffle's favorite cartoon character is known for their ticklish antics.

28. Connerthewaffle once pranked his fans by hosting a tickle-themed scavenger hunt in his videos.

29. Connerthewaffle has a tickle-themed tattoo hidden somewhere on his body.

30. Connerthewaffle's ultimate dream is to create a tickle-themed amusement park.

[sautiyahoja25]

Just stole this from another page. Absolute wisdom... 1. Have a firm handshake.

2. Look people in the eye.

3. Sing in the shower.

4. Own a great stereo system.

5. If in a fight, hit first and hit hard.

6. Keep secrets.

7. Never give up on anybody. Miracles happen everyday.

8. Always accept an outstretched hand.

9. Be brave. Even if you’re not, pretend to be. No one can tell the difference.

10. Whistle.

11. Avoid sarcastic remarks.

12. Choose your life’s mate carefully. From this one decision will come 90 per cent of all your happiness or misery.

13. Make it a habit to do nice things for people who will never find out.

14. Lend only those books you never care to see again.

15. Never deprive someone of hope; it might be all that they have.

16. When playing games with children, let them win.

17. Give people a second chance, but not a third.

18. Be romantic.

19. Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.

20. Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.

21. Don’t allow the phone to interrupt important moments. It’s there for our convenience, not the caller’s.

22. Be a good loser.

23. Be a good winner.

24. Think twice before burdening a friend with a secret.

25. When someone hugs you, let them be the first to let go.

26. Be modest. A lot was accomplished before you were born.

27. Keep it simple.

28. Beware of the person who has nothing to lose.

29. Don’t burn bridges. You’ll be surprised how many times you have to cross the same river.

30. Live your life so that your epitaph could read, No Regrets

31. Be bold and courageous. When you look back on life, you’ll regret the things you didn’t do more than the ones you did.

32. Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them.

33. Remember no one makes it alone. Have a grateful heart and be quick to acknowledge those who helped you.

34. Take charge of your attitude. Don’t let someone else choose it for you.

35. Visit friends and relatives when they are in hospital; you need only stay a few minutes.

36. Begin each day with some of your favourite music.

37. Once in a while, take the scenic route.

38. Send a lot of Valentine cards. Sign them, ‘Someone who thinks you’re terrific.’

39. Answer the phone with enthusiasm and energy in your voice.

40. Keep a note pad and pencil on your bed-side table. Million-dollar ideas sometimes strike at 3 a.m.

41. Show respect for everyone who works for a living, regardless of how trivial their job.

42. Send your loved ones flowers. Think of a reason later.

43. Make someone’s day by paying the toll for the person in the car behind you.

44. Become someone’s hero.

45. Marry only for love.

46. Count your blessings.

47. Compliment the meal when you’re a guest in someone’s home.

48. Wave at the children on a school bus.

49. Remember that 80 per cent of the success in any job is based on your ability to deal with people.

50. Don’t expect life to be fair

[danielle-dna]

Jack Of All Trades - 16

If one wishes to attend university in the UK, one must go through a vigorous and pointless process.

You need an application, a cover letter, references… preferably mommy and daddy’s money. Needless to say I have neither. I don’t even have a dad. In this situation, really good A level results would save me. But that was the exact reason why I was crying profusely when I opened my A level results. E in biology, E in chemistry and a U in mathematics. Fuck.

“Simon the fuck am I gonna do now?” I sobbed through the phone. “I studied so hard and got rewarded with failure. No uni is gonna take me in!” Simon was patient. He didn’t say anything for a while and just let me vent my frustrations. “Love, take a deep breath and try to relax. I will pick you up in about fifteen minutes and we will go out.” Somehow he alway knew what to say. Perks of being with a slightly older man.

He was a man of his word. I couldn’t be bothered to dress up nicely. I settled for black biker shorts and a long black shirt. My face was still red and puffy from the devastating news. Without even saying hello to me, he handed me a banana milkshake, my favorite.

I sat down in the car and slowly started sipping my milkshake. Simon leaned towards me and gently kissed me on the cheek. “Love, it’s gonna be okay.” I gave him a small smile and mumbled a thank you. “Where are we going?” I asked as another tear dropped down my cheek. “You ever shot a gun before?” Say what now? “No…because guns are very illegal in this country and I don’t have a permit for it?”

This earned me a small chuckle. “True that, but by now, you know what I do for a living. It will be our little secret.”

And what a lovely secret is it going to be. It took a thirty minute drive in a comfortable silence until we arrived to a smaller, military looking base. Simon pulled our an ID and flashed it at the security guard at the main gate. A small nod and the door was opened.

The base was surrounded by forest and it was in quite the secluded area. It wasn’t two minutes until a man only slightly taller than me approached us. “Aye, Lt, nice to see you ‘here!” A small grunt came out of Simons’ mouth and he turned around. “Afternoon, MacTavish.” “Fancy seeing you here. And who are you, bonnie?” He turned towards me. This so called MacTavish was a Scottish man with a mohawk and beautiful blue eyes. He also made me nervous. What do I say? Who exactly am I? m

Simon almost possessively put his arm around my waist. “She’s with me.” This prompted a huge grin from the scotsman. “I see, you must be the reason for our Lt’s good mood.” I blushed like hell and shook his hand. “I’m Andy, nice to meet you.” His handshake was as enthusiastic as his smile. “Nice to meet ya bonnie, sergeant MacTavish at your service. You can call me Soap.” Soap? What the hell…?

The most I could manage was a small smile. With that Simon and I headed toward something that looked like an outdoor shooting range. “Give me a minute, love. Be right back.” And just like that, he left me in-front of the range. This made me even more nervous. I felt like an alien masquerading as a human. Anxiously I looked around and noticed a man in a fishing hat in the distance. He looked serious and radiated authority. I would hate to be on his bad side,

Very soon Simon returned, carrying a handgun and ammo.

This is going to be fun.

As I fired my third bullet, my mood was going up significantly. Simon noticed too and I could swear I saw him smile under that mask. By the sixth bullet I was grinning. I barley managed to hit the edges of the target, but I enjoyed it more than anything in my life.

Before I knew it, I ran out of ammo. “Having fun, love?” Excitedly I nodded and begged him to reload the gun. After giving me a firm hug, he kissed my cheek and showed me how to load the gun and explained some extra details about it. “What are you thinking about?” I smiled and shot the target a few more times, this time with slightly more accuracy. “My fucking former maths and chemistry teachers. They can rot in hell for all that I care.”

The statement earned me another chuckle. “You are one spiteful bird, you know that?” I smirked and looked him dead in the eye. “I believe in revenge. Some people deserve to suffer.” Gently he took the gun out of my hands and kissed my forehead. “This is how serial killers think. Don’t be like that lovie.” I smiled and hugged him. “I promise not to act up. Can I shoot more pretty pleaseeeee?”

After I emptied four rounds, we started talking and I told him more about my goals for the future. “I wanted to be a doctor so badly but because the people who are supposed to educate me were bad at their job, the whole thing fell apart.” We were sitting on the ground and he gently pulled my hips towards him. “Hey now, not everything is lost, You can still do other things. Did you even want to be a doctor or was it just the idea you liked?” It surprised me, but…he was right. I hated people, I hated my job. Why the hell would I commit my life to doing something that I hate? “Guess you’re right. I…kind of applied to some clearing courses at a local uni, I hope it goes through.”

Another kiss. “There you go. You are free now, you can do anything you want. And you can do a lot. You told me you can do hair, you speak many languages and you experienced shit many never do. Fuck your A levels.”

Now it was my turn to laugh.

#call of duty mw2 #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #ghost mw2 #ghost cod x oc #john soap mactavish

[fantasticfiaskos]

31 so-called hours: 

0: wedding toasts, dance battles, shirtless serenades, I’m clearly not ready to trip. Star-crossed.  A sister. I remember nothing. 

1: handshakes and hugs, rosé and rooftops, smiles and sunglasses.  

2: discovering the secret life of snails, aliens and all the laughter souls share over inconsequence

3: the first and only real goodbye because every other one since has only been “until next time”. She exits to the sound of book clubs and scheduling and loose promises 

4: she sleeps. I wait. 

5: more sleeping 

6: butterflies; the nervous ones, the guilty ones. the guilty ones because they are actually nervous ones for something that is so off limits. And then there she is. Sleepy eyed, and bright. A strawberry sun on a grey afternoon. 

7: misty, mossy, casually serious. Gravel, grass, cobblestones and brooks. The music of water. The overcast skies keep their secret of rain, for now. Asian architecture melds with nature’s kiss. Is that ginseng? 

8: Devin. Hes not the kindest guy and he has poor diner etiquette. Definitely not the guy to sit on the same side of a booth as you. 

9: a family of bananatrees. It’s complicated. It hurts sometimes. It’s home. 

10: quiet corners, benches and bamboo. Conversation flows quicker than streams or thought. The heavens start to whisper their secrets. Are humans good? Why do we hurt ourselves? Why don’t we love more? The world tests her. It all feels so far away. But not her, she’s here. She sees me. My soul stirs. I see her. It spills from my tongue unconcerned with the head and my lips catch the words just before the air carries them off. I edit. It’s off-limits after all. “I think that’s what I like so much about you” I say a bit sheepishly amidst the realization of what was on its way. Words disappear as quickly as they came. Eyes lost not in eyes but their beyond. I feel she feels it too. She isn’t sure what it is. She isn’t thinking about it. Laughter swallows us and we are back in the garden. 

11: closing time was an hour ago. My shoes are untied. Weird. We are kicked out. She doesn’t love skiing. 

12: Thai food. Firelight. Blankets and a booth. She orders a salad. She won’t let me pay. We talk books and she gets an idea.

13: 20 questions!! 

14: I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this way. She is present. Radiant. Effervescently curious. Where did she come from? She asks, “What scares me? What does winning mean to me?” I tell her… it all feels similar to naked but also just as honest. I have no interest in editing for her. It’s important that she knows the full truth somehow. Every answer. Her point of view is beautiful. 

15: a bar, a very cheery bartender. Radlers and rain on tin roofs. She is poetry in motion. Effortlessly butterflying between the social nuances of connecting one on one, charming the bartender and taking in a public space. I feel so lucky that she chose me to connect with. I wonder if she is like this with everyone. I doubt it. I wonder if Devin knows how lucky he is. Somehow I doubt it… she runs out of questions. But has 2 to go to 20. We laugh it off as something to take up next time. We hug. She has friends and work awaiting her. I’m changed, maybe forever. 

16: BEST. DAY. EVER. I sleep. I can’t. I write. I wonder… 

17: gardens again. Mountaintop ones. Gift shops and grottos. We ride the elevator up. It’s interview time. My turn. She likes Tim Burton. She wears white hoodies and textured magenta tights. I love colors. Could she be more stunning in her frump? She’s into soccer. I bet she’d beat me. Water splashes against the windows as we meditate out across to Washington. Silence and curiosity. The sun sets, it’s no Amazonian, rain forested dawn but it’ll do she says with a twinkle.

18: we walk amongst the flowers. The religious undertones can’t hide the divinity here. She’s different. Heavier. Something weighs on her. She’s still there, just buried under some worry. I have to dig a bit. We walk the labyrinth. It’s a twisting metaphor for life. We pass each other 15 times as we bob and weave and joke about sour patch kids and the Beatles. She reminds me of a babe. I remind myself to stop taking girls here when they are soul-searching. We reach the center. I turn. I wait. I love her music taste. I watch as she comes to me. I think of kissing her. I take that thought, bubble wrap it up, return it to sender and meet her approach with a smile instead. 

19: we sit on a bench. We watch the grass grow misty in the afternoon haze. Today is not about me I realize. Two souls not ready to look at each other but oh so content to be near each other. She’s grieving. It’s for a life she hasn’t lived. It’s unfair she says, the loss of yet another dream. She knows it’s over in her heart. Back to the drawing board. She hates starting over. She must. She knows. I watch. I want to hold her. Comfort her, but know it’s not my place. Her soul is a museum today, look but don’t touch. We are kicked out again. We have a habit of disagreeing with the passage of time. 

20: she’s a vegetarian. She knows a spot. I get the veggie burger after stopping for a bottle of wine on the way. Her favorite is sauv blanc. It’s “Just in case” I tell myself knowing all the same that this is the end for today… craft Cocktails and neither of us finish our food. We say it’s because we’re full. It feels like we are winding down. I check my feet and they’re crossed. I’m tripping. She’s leaving in a week. Driving back with her parents. We make loose plans to meet up before she goes.

20: We don’t. 

21: Weeks pass. Months float by. Plans for a Norwegian reunion waylaid by the fiercest foe in the year of 2022. COVID lays my eager heart to rest, even while it dozes unaware on a lazy afternoon of a year of my life. Years drift on. Unremarkable, dormant really. 

22: Lightning on a summer’s day. 

“I MISS YOU 

I MISS YOU

I MISS YOU”

Lights up my digital display. Out of left field like Haley’s comet making her triumphant return, she flirts with my atmosphere. We agree that it’s been too long and we owe our hearts the pleasure of each other’s company. 

23: There she is! Has it really been 2 years? It feels like weeks and decades simultaneously. We test the room. Looking and not looking at each other. Is that thing between us still there? It is. A knowingness filters our mood. We walk. We talk. She’s smaller than I remember, frailer perhaps. She talks of her failing body. Health eludes her. She feels empty. A cup already drank that is still being sipped from in absent-minded thirst. She’s too kind to repackage herself for those nearest her. But that essence is still there. This time it’s more on the surface. It’s the depth she cannot find. Old laughter finds new homes in quick lines and quicker looks. Her sun kisses look just as I remember. Radiant. I’m sad for her. I want her to feel full. She says she has trouble eating. She talks of choosing and choice. Why not me she asks more of the universe than anyone at our bartop for two. 

24: I tell her of my mother. The slow heartbreak of losing something you always thought you’d have. The slower deeper heartbreak of realizing it may have never been there in the first place. She seems to understand more than the words. Unbridled honesty again flows from me. Why is it so important that she know? I’m always open, but not like this. I wonder if she’s a wizard. The thought makes me giggle out loud. She likes corn. She drinks pink prickled pear. How does she see through me?! I feel like I couldn’t hide if I tried. I don’t want to. I tell her that my memory of my mother fades nearly as quickly as my mother does. “Who was she actually?” she asks. “I’m trying to figure it out”, I answer. She cares. I can tell. She’ll be brilliant at this kid thing I find myself thinking. 

25: she talks of Daniel. I speak of Mari. Both disappointments in life. Both not where we wanted to be. We grab beers and she listens. I tell her of my heartbreak, of how it shaped me. I can tell heartbreak has shaped her too. She gets it. But unlike me, there is still love there. Daniel still holds a promise. She does not share my luxury of unencumberedness. Time warps around this beer and this moment. Seeing each other across a galaxy, a life, a beer, a small picnic table. Unclear if it was our connection, the weed or the spiked, spicy, dirty hot chocolate weaving it’s spell, but whatever it was, this felt real. More than most moments. All of a sudden the boys come. They grab beers and she joins in without missing a beat. There’s that sun of a butterfly I saw before. Again time has disappeared. 

26: she asks if I want to come to dinner. We are late. She doesn’t want this to end I feel. Neither do I. We challenge each other in a stein-less stein off. She smokes me. I’m rethinking my frailty thoughts from earlier. She emanates this inner strength born out of proud determination. Life cannot beat her down. She has decided to be happy one day I sense. Dinner is homey. It’s family. It’s warm. They seem surprised to see me. It’s a roast. I spend the evening chatting with relatives. It’s cozy. I meet in and out of towners. Glow sticks. Dance parties. Chaos. The air is thick with the sweet recklessness of children. Its loud. It’s life. It feels natural. I hardly see her all evening. I don’t mind. When eyelids grow heavy we take our leave. She seems excited that I fit in. I imagine that she liked that I could float in the sea of bananatrees. I play songs on the drive. She ponders. 

27: I’m home. I get out. I’m unaware. I tell her that if she’s ever single, I’d love to ask her out. I leave. I’m an idiot. How could I not see it before? 

28: LIGHTNING STRIKES TWICE! Sweaty, steamy, sauna induced brother in law. A bond forged betwixt him and I in Bjørn Borgs. She comes up in conversation. I tell him how I feel about her and a light comes on deep in the mist-tinged air of my mind. How is this sunrise of a realization only now dawning on me? I knew back in portland, I knew yesterday over beers. I know now. She’s my undone shoelace. She’s my crossed feet. She’s my falling. I need to tell her. She’s down for one last hang before I leave again. 

29: why am I nervous? I carry extra trips of liquor to delay the hello. I’m so silly I think. There she is in all her present-ness. I eat ribs and chicken wings. These are not her favorite things I think I read in her. A mother, though neither of ours, asks how the wedding was. “Wasn’t I supposed to find love? How’s that going?” Oh, better than either of us could have imagined I smile to myself. I look for an excuse to cuddle her, caress her. It’s nice having her so close. I don’t want her to feel uncomfortable but damn is it electric gently pushing her leg over to the other side of the couch. This all feels so adolescent. It’s so fun. But I can’t, I remind myself. She’s still holding hope and hands with a future that won’t look her in the eye. 

30: we definitely walk the talk. An hour and a half later we find ourselves across town. That whispered secret of the sky yet again unsealing it’s lips in song. We look for cover but our best bet is just heading home. It’s a long way back. It’s wet. Our feet keep us moving, but time does it’s utmost to arrest us. We debate souls. Light speed. Fate. What we’re doing here. She wants answers but knows she won’t find any. I tell her my thoughts. She disagrees. But wants to know more. She is talking, more than usual, I wonder if she’s nervous too. Or perhaps she’s just more awake this time. I wonder if she’s also sad I’m leaving. Probably wishful thinking I tell myself. I realize I’m delaying. Avoiding what I really want to tell her. I could talk to her for eons. I want to.

31: we make it home, damp and eager for the shelter. She drives. I think. I feel. She scares me. She asks me “well, what else do we want to say to each other?”. I tell her of my fear. I’m scared of how deep these feelings could go. I know she’s unavailable but I can’t explain it. I know she’s my next. It feels too right. I think she feels it too. She just can’t say it. I comfort myself with the thought that her silence is cuz she won’t admit it to herself. Maybe that’s my pride. Maybe I’m just hoping her heart walked the same labyrinth mine did and she’s actually too nice to say otherwise. It’s these little doubts that make love so eternal. So worth pursuing. My heart feels full. Like really full. I’m loving this. We say goodbye and I tell her I’d like to choose her. She asks if I’d like to leave it on eye contact or a hug. I love her questions. Eye contact wins the eternal struggle between those two heavyweights. I don’t want to stop looking at her. She is sublime, as always. She tells me tears are imminent. I apologize. I tell her home is where the heart is. I only want to be where my heart is. To lay, playful in sheets, forever. I leave her slowly. I wait in the doorway as she starts to drive. I consider running out again. I want to kiss her, to say a real goodbye. It feels like I won’t see her for years although she reassures me it won’t be. Some part of me doubts her. I decide it’s not the time, but it’s unclear if it ever will be.  I’m now 0/2. 

32 and counting: she turns 31 this month. She feels like time is moving so fast and yet there is so much left to go. She feels fear, but more than that, she feels sadness. This wasn’t what she saw for herself. She chose it after all. Why can’t she be chosen back? All she’s looking for is a man who doesn’t break out in hives when he hears the word commitment. I want to fill her with all the capacity she knows she has in her heart. If I know what I want, do I push for it? Or let it come to me!? I never know in love. I often let things flow their course in life but could this be my event horizon? The light of her strawberry sun eclipsing the pull of my life’s gravity? I’m up to bat. The count is 0/2. The pitch is a curveball. I don’t know if it’s my time to swing.  

This is nothing like Hayley’s comet I realize. There is nothing familiar about this type of falling. If we orbit each other at all, it is lightyears between lifetimes and lightyears again. She is new. She is next. Choice feels like too conscious a word. She is inevitable. It all makes too much sense not to be. And yet here she is, in the most impossible of positions. She doesn’t even know if she likes me like that. She can’t open or even look at that box now. And yet I send her poetry and foul out to left field in hopes of recreating some of the magic we found in her front seat. I can’t, I know. She has to decide this on her own. She hates disappointments. She hates starting over. Deep down she hates not being chosen even more. I want to choose her. But she isn’t ready. I write a poem, I write two. I decide to let her go. All I want to do is call her. That feels like asking a cat to stay in your lap all day. She will come snuggle when she wants to. Nothing worth having ever comes easy. I wish her the best. I want to see her tomorrow but know it may be years. 

33: I already can’t wait for 33. 

#star crossed myth #poetry #soulmates #find your happiness #lovesick

[pony-central]

ShipTober Explanations for Each Day

Day 1 is Comfort Hug/Kiss. This will get to show the warmer side of the ship. You can either do a comfort hug or a comfort kiss. Or, if you're drawing two ships, you can do one of each part of Day 1.

Day 2 is Secret Handshake. You can draw the couple performing a handshake that only they know. That's a way for them to communicate with each other, and to confuse everyone else.

Day 3 - Feeling Ill/Injured. The couple can look after each other when the former or latter are feeling sick.

Day 4 - Hot Weather. The couple can have a fan handy, or they can sit down in a swimming pool while eating ice cream cones or Popsicles as a preferred choice.

Day 5 - Dancing in the Moonlight. It's a dance picture. In the moonlight. At any time of the night.

Day 6 - Makeover. Pretty self-explanatory.

Day 7 - Clothes swap. Also self-explanatory.

Day 8 - French Kiss. Oh, yeah. Now we're getting into the lovey dovey stuff. French kissing isn't the cheek type. It's the tongue type! Ha ha! 😆

Day 9 - Making Out in Private. The couple can kiss and cuddle each other, in a romantic way, or a sexy way. Cna take place in any room of the house.

Day 10 - Gift Giving. They can give each other gifts.

Day 11 - Making Out in Public! Oh, yeah! The couple can show their love and affection to each other in public and hope to get a hilarious reaction from passers-by.

Day 12 - Cooking Together. You all know what this can mean. The couple can bake anything they want to.

Day 13 - Surprise Massage Time!

Day 14 - Body Swap. Ever wonder what it's like for a couple to live a day in each others shoes? Well, Day 14 will give them that opportunity.

Day 15 - First Time. Under the covers, on top of the covers. Doesn't matter, as long as you also have an object in the room censoring it.

Day 16 - Pregnant. The result of Day 15.

Day 17 - Snuggling. Not to be confused with smuggling. Two different words that sound the same. Snuggling for Day 17. Basically just the couple snuggling under a warm blanket.

Day 18 - Protecting. One of the couple members can protect the other one from a bully.

Day 19 - Roller-coaster Ride. If one of them is scared of roller-coasters, the other can help them get it over and done with.

Day 20 - A Day at DisneyLand. The couple will be happy to go there to take pictures with the mascots and go on fun rides

Day 21 - Picnic. Again, pretty self-explanatory. It's a picnic.

Day 22 - Apology. If the couple break each others possessions, they can apologise to each other.

Day 23 - Handholding. PUBLIC handholding.

Day 24 - Cinema Trip. They can go to the cinema.

Day 25 - Back to School. Only for one day! To take care of former school bullies and to try and do well in class, and not flip out when getting a question wrong.

Day 26 - Drunk. Yeah, the couple can get wasted!

Day 27 - Nightmares. If one of the couple members has a nightmare, the other one can comfort them.

Day 28 - Pumpkin Carving. They can carve funny faces into their pumpkins.

Day 29 - Barbecue

Day 30 - Halloween Decorations. They can pick anything to decorate the house for Halloween.

Day 31 - Halloween! The final day of ShipTober, and the perfect way to end it.

[kingofangst]

Post the name of all your files in your WIP folder regardless of how non descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send in asks with the title that intrigue them. Answer with a snippet or something about the story. Tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by the dear @thiamsxbitch 💙💙

WARNING!!! I have multiple WIPs and I am not sure if it is enough to tag as many users compared to my fic number but oh well! Here Goes!

1) Broken With Flaws (Good! Theo AU fanfic. Endgame Thiam)

2) Fin de l'héritage (Chemin D'Aconit series; Season 2 of my Teen Wolf AU fanfic series)

3) Éclipse Lunaire (Chemin D'Aconit series; Season 3A of my Teen Wolf AU fanfic series)

4) Good For Wolves, Bad For Trauma (Isaac/Theo AU fanfic)

5) The Names They Gave Us (Titans/DC Fanfic)

6) Burn like a Mockingjay (Thiam Hunger Games AU)

7) Effie's Tears (THG one-shot)

8) Moments Before Execution (Cinna/Catching Fire)

9) Panem: The Beginning (Pre-THG, Pre-TBOSAS)

10) Holes of Sorrow (Lydia Martin Time Travel AU)

11) Salvage and Recover (Male OC/Brett Talbot fanfic)

12) Imperatoris ruinae (Pre-THG, Post-TBOSAS fanfic)

13) Evil Innocence (DCU Fanfic)

14) Untamed and Uncoordinated (DCU Fanfic)

15) Why am I unloved? ( Teen Wolf Hunger Games AU one-shot in Nolan's perspective)

16) Nogistune no Seppuku (Chemin D'Aconit series; Season 3B of my Teen Wolf AU fanfic)

17) Parisian Assault on Beacon Hills (Teen Wolf spin off fanfic)

18) Piece Of Their Game (Peeta's POV during his hijacking in Mockingjay)

19) A Happiness That's Unreachable (DCU/Batman fanfic)

20) Encountered (Wolf Pack AU)

21) Redeeming The Villains of Teen Wolf (Fanfic one-shot of tragic villains if their traumas had played differently. Excluding Gerard and Kate)

22) An Electrifying Kind Of Love (Brett Talbot/Josh Diaz)

23) There's Been Enough Killing (DCU Injustice)

24) The Beastiary and it's secrets (Teen Wolf walk through of all creatures and plants)

25) Trails Of Discourage (THG AU Fanfic)

26) Failed Assassin (DCU Fanfic)

27) Personal Vendetta (Stranger Things)

28) Ring Around The Rosies, A Pocket Full of...Knives (Teen Wolf Fanfic with OC who joins Monroe's side to sabotage)

29) Delusions To Recount (Lydia Martin Fanfic as a prisoner of Eichen House)

30) "That is a firm handshake you got there." (Slowburn Stiles/Brett AU)

31) His Torture (Fall of Jason Todd by the Joker. DCU short Fanfic)

32) The Other Side of Beacon Hills (Teen Wolf fanfic focusing on Devenford Prep + Brett Talbot and his pack)

33) No Argents Allowed (Teen Wolf Fanfic AU where the Calaveras are the ones hunting in Beacon Hills)

34) Identity Crisis (Teen Wolf AU where Nolan joins the McCall Pack instead of Monroe)

35) To Kill a Mockingjay (Both President Snow's and President Coin's POV on Katniss Everdeen)

I have 60+ more WIPs 😪😭 but I am stopping right here

@rhyslahey @ksbbb @amatchinwater @ahscotty @chasing-chimeras @arewordsenough @thiamblogger @pansexual-puppy-pack @thiamsxbitch @wolfboy88

I know this less than as many tags as my WIPs but now my brain is on override

#teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf rewrite #teen wolf #isaac lahey #theo raeken #liam dunbar #teen wolf thiam #the hunger games #catching fire fanfic #dcu fanfic #dcu #stranger things #so many wips #i am suffering #but I love this