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sebastiannewai · 9 months

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Tripped | csc

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⋆ scoups x reader

⋆ you get hurt before the follow concert and didn’t tell scoups

⋆ fluff, slight angst

⋆ WORD COUNT: 1064

a/n it’s my first time writing. Please be kind asdjdnas I’m scared. lol thank you~

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Today is the start of the Follow Tour, as you are a part of the 98z friend group and dating Scoups you decided to go watch it with Jungwoo to show support for Seventeen.

You and Seungcheol have been casually dating for 2 months now. Seungkwan has introduced him to you that one time you went to their dorm to pick him up for a 98 liner group hangout. He asked for your number & you gave it thinking that it’s just a friendly thing but you guys never stopped talking since.

Jungwoo has picked you up from your place. The ride to the venue was fast and not that hectic. As you were about to get in the venue, you tripped and fell face first, fortunately your reflex was fast that you were able to land on your hands. Your hands got scratched. While you were busy fighting with the pavement, Jungwoo’s laughing his ass off & taking photos of you.

“why are you kissing the ground?” he said with his annoying smile.

“Ya! Help me first!” you said, grumpily while trying to pick yourself up

Good thing you always have band-aids and plasters wherever you go. You cleaned the wound and put plasters in them. At this point, Jungwoo is still snapping photos of you. That annoying puppy.

Once we got settled in your respective seats Seungcheol called.

“hey y/n, are you guys in? Are you guys seated?” he said.

“hey, we’re good. Why are you calling? Aren’t you busy getting ready?”

“A little bit but I have to go. I’m next in line for hair and make up. I just wanted to know If you’re here and safe ”

“haha okay,cheollie. We’re here and seated.The stage set up is amazing! The show hasn’t even started but I’m sure you guys will kill it!” you said excitedly.

“thank you, y/n.”

You decided not to tell him about the accident, you didn’t think it was a big deal and there is just too much on his plate right now. He needs to focus on the concert. Maybe it’ better if you tell him after the whole thing.

While waiting, you got busy snapping photos of the stage set up and banners to put on your ig story for the memories. You posted them and tagged the boys. Little did you know, your exhibition at the parking lot has already reached Seungcheol.

*BACK STAGE*

“Scoups-hyung, look at this photo Jungwoo sent!” Seungkwan said while laughing and showing him a picture of you tripping.

“when was this? She got hurt?” Scoups replied worriedly.

“ yeah, she tripped outside at the parking lot. Jungwoo said she scraped her hand while trying to avoid her face hitting the pavement. She is okay now, she already put a band aid on her hand. Look!” Vernon said while showing another photo that Jungwoo sent. It’s you trying to clean and cover up the wound.

Seungcheol ignored the two and immidiately called you.

“Hey, I thought your in hair and make up. Is there a problem?” you asked.

“I heard that you tripped and your hand was scratched. Are you okay? Why didn’t you tell me?!” He said so fast and worry evident in his voice.

“Woah woah, calm down. It’s not that big of a wound…I didn’t think it was a big deal.” you replied shyly.

“I’m going to send someone to get you there and bring you back stage. Let me see that wound.”

” Cheollie, I’m okay. It doesn’t hu--”

“i”ll see you when you get here.” he inturrepted.

5 minutes later, an event staff escorted you to Seungcheol’s dressing room. When you got in, He looked at the make up artist and said

“Can you give us 3 minutes? We just have to talk about something important”

The make up artist agreed and exited the room.

“Come here.” He said motioning for you to sit on his lap.

You fastly went and sat. Not uttering a word.

“ Let me see… does it hurt? Did it bleed a lot?” He asked while slowly removing the band-aid covering your wound and inspecting it.

“ a bit. I got scared of the blood but I’m okay now. It’s not a big deal, Cheollie.”

“ Ofcourse it is. You got hurt. Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked looking at you.

“It’s not like I don’t want you to know but It’s a small wound and you’re busy with the concert. I figured it might be better if I tell you after.” you said with your head down not looking at him.

He held your chin and lift it up to look you in the eyes.

“You have to tell me these things, y/n. No matter how small, I want to know. No matter how busy I am, tell me. I was so worried when I saw the picture of you bleeding.”

“sorry” you whispered in tiny.

“That’s okay but please next time..tell me okay?”

“okay” you whispered again in tiny.

He got the first aid kit and cleaned your wound and put a new band aid on it.

“all done!” he said and kissed your hand.

“thank you! I have to go I’m taking too much of your time. You have to get ready” you replied.

“but this is comfy” he said whining, back hugging you while you’re seated on his lap.

“I’ll see you later. Break a leg. Mr. Choi.” you said while you remove his arms wrapped on your waist. You faced him, kissed his cheek and ran outside to go to your seat.

Seungcheol was left there shocked and smiling like a mad man cupping his cheek.

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I dont know if I'll write a part two hihi

Thanks for reading! Sorry if there are grammatical errors haha im still learning.

thoughts? twt : @sebbiwai

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wekiamo · 1 year

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fell harder pt. 3

skeet ulrich x fem!reader

a/n: i js wanted to make a skeet gif but i ended up watching the full panel from fanx cause i love jamie and skeet sm. anyways have fun! 😁

warnings: swearing, fluff, not proofread.

it’s 6:20 pm, you’re in the living room waiting and dave’s still not here to pick you up for dinner. you’re starting to get anxious again, thinking about how would everyone there react if you showed up late. someone’s first impression really matters, you think.

you take your phone out of your purse to check possibly a dave’s new message, and there really is one

“I’m really sorry y/n, but I won’t be able to pick you up! I’ve got some familly stuff going on here and if I’m lucky, I’m going to be late for dinner. I may call you an uber, how about that?” 6:17 pm

“shit” you mumbled, and continued “i was really excited for the first meeting people inside a car idea”

you start typing.

“oh it’s alright dave dw about it! i hope you’re okay!” 6:20 pm

“poor dave” you say out loud, talking to yourself genuinely worried about the guy. you know damn well how it is when you have issues with your family, especially your dad. you were often arguing with him, because- whatever, you don’t even want to think about it.

you sit there for a minute or more thinking about what you’re going to do now. you’r really not in the mood for driving, and you have this paranoia that if you drive when you don’t want to you’ll get in a car accident.

“i guess imma go call an uber or something.”

“hell no, did i really uninstall uber? when did i do that?” you ask yourself, in a frustration tone. you open the app store quickly and when you’re about to look for the app you get a message.

“Howdy 👋” 6:22 pm

an unknown contact.

“howdy? who says that?” you think, giggling to yourself.

you start typing a response, once again

“hello, who is that?” 6:22 pm

“Tom Cruise, babe!!!” 6:23 pm

you think to yourself for a second. of course that’s not tom cruise, but you decide to joke along

“omg tom cruise i love you so much can you give me an autograph?” 6:23 pm

“No” 6:23 pm

“why? ☹️” 6:24 pm

“Because I’m not Tom cruise.” 6:24 pm

“i had no clue” 6:24 pm

“seriously now, who is it?” 6:24 pm

“It’s Skeet, y/n” 6:25 pm

oh.

that makes a LOT of sense - skeet would definitely say “howdy”

you scratch your throat before sending another message. you laugh at yourself, it’s not like you were going to talk with your voice.

“oh hi skeet! what’s up?” 6:25 pm

“Just checking up on you. Dave told me you need a car ride, is that so? 🤨” 6:26 pm

oh if you didn’t like dave before, you definitely do now.

“yeah, actually i do need one!” 6:27 pm

“I don’t care 😂” 6:27 pm

“sir, you’re 53, stop acting sassy” 6:27 pm

“Haha, funny! I can pick you up, just send me the address.” 6:28 pm

“what if you’re going to kidnap me?” 6:28 pm

“You’re annoying. I wouldn’t kidnap you.” 6:28 pm

“ok mr. cool” 6:29 pm

you send him your address, exchange a few more messages and then wait for him.

you make your way to your room again. you’re bored and he’s probably going to take a while, so you decide to open youtube and watch any video you find.

“is youtube watching me?” you say, realizing that the first video that shows when you open the youtube app is called “Skeet Ulrich ‘Scream’ 12/6/98 - Bobbie Wygant Archive”.

you click on it, out of pure curiosity about the content. skeet ulrich’s new name is content.

“this man was always fine, it’s so unfair for the other guys” you say out loud as you watch the video.

when he laughs with his beautiful smile, you fold.

you stop your movements quickly, telling yourself “no. he’s 53, y/n, stop. that’s embarrassing”

you keep watching the video for a few more minutes, until you hear car noises.

you hear a honk sound followed by a “y/n, i’m here!”

you turn off your cellphone and check yourself in the mirror for a few moments one last time. you’re wearing a basic agua green tube dress. it was not short, but not too long too. it was right in point.

you grab your purse, getting out of your house to see skeet leaning on his car, waiting for you with a smile on his face.

“hey tom cruise” you greet him jokingly, walking to the car

“hello, fan! i can give you an autograph now”

“maybe later” you say as you stop to stand in front of his car and he opens the door for you. “such a gentleman” you say sarcastically as he closes and walks to get in the driver seat.

“you look amazing, y/n” skeet says, putting on his seat belt, with his eyes not leaving off of you.

“thanks tom. you look really good too” you say, putting on your seat belt too. “nice car”

“you like it, kid?” this nickname.

“yeah. it’s minimalistic, i like it”

“i can let you drive it some day.”

“really?”

“no” he says, laughing at his own response.

but you roll your eyes at his response.

you and skeet keep talking and singing to music until you get to the restaurant. it’s not a cheap place, but not expensive too - it’s perfect for hanging out

skeet waits for you get out of the car then he does too. he walks up to you and intertwines his arms with yours. you step in the place and you’re already listen to some pop music. you love food places with music going on, it’s so much more fun.

“have you met them before?” you ask skeet

“yes. they’re right there” he points to a table with 6 people, laughing between them.

you both walk up to the table, arms still intertwined. you let go and greet them

“hi, i’m y/n” you say, as you greet all of them individually with a handshake.

“hey how you doing man?” you hear skeet greeting one of them, just after you do too.

when you greet melissa, she starts

“i’m melissa!” she tells you, as if you’re not a big fan of hers already. “this is mason, this is jenna, this is jasmin, this is steve, this is james, this is caroline, this is madison, and this is michael.” she says, pointing to everyone as she speaks.

“sorry, can you say that again?” skeet asks melissa ironically, tilting his head.

everyone laughs.

“so… are you guys a couple?” jasmin asks you and skeet out of nowhere

“actually, we met yesterday” you answer her

“and you already giving her rides?” jasmin asks skeet, eyeing him now

jenna slaps the girl’s arm not too hard and you can hear a little “ow” leave her mouth.

“dave!” steve shouts when

“hey guys, i’m sorry i’m late” he says, walking up to the table’s direction.

he gives you a handshake “y/n, right?” he asks “mhm! and you’re dave”

“that’s right. and skeet!” he greets him with a handshake aswell. “it’s nice to see you both in person for the first time”

“is it better at home now?” you ask him, quietly

“it is. let me tell you what happened”

the night goes on.

—

everything about this night was amazing: the food, the topics and how you guys literally talked about everything, the laughters, the music, and how everyone was so energetic and excited.

you’d love to hang out with them more often. but it’s past 10:30 pm and you’re a little… drunk. and when you drunk, the effects on you are different and you have no idea why.

first you get really sleepy and wants to sleep everywhere. and then, the alcohol actually hits you. you start saying what you shouldn’t say, confessing what you don’t wanna confess and it goes on.

“hey, y/n. let’s go home. wake up!”

“oo someone’s worried with their girl here” jasmin teases and everyone looks.

“c’mon, y/n.”

“that’s not going to work, mate. you gotta carry her” madison stated.

“hmm look who’s going to-”

“don’t even.” skeet cuts jasmin off before she teases him again, making everyone laugh, in a drunk way. he feels guilty of people thinking you’re with him because he’s so much older, but that doesn’t stop him from taking care of you right now.

#skeet ulrich #skeet ulrich fanfic #skeet ulrich x reader #skeet ulrich x y/n #skeet ulrich smut #skeet ulrich fluff #scream 6 #scream fanfic #scream 6 fanfic #scream #scream vi #skeet ulrich angst #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry smut #ethan landry fluff #fell harder

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crescencestudio · 5 months

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๋࣭⭑ Devlog 36 | 11.26.23 ๋࣭⭑

:rises from the dead: I'm.... BAAAAACK!!!!!!

Long time, no talk (kinda) everyone! I hope you've been happy, healthy, and well since we last saw each other and that the wind-down for the year is being kind to you all <3

We have a lot to catch up on, so let's do just that ^^ This is.... so long. I'm really sorry in advance tbh---I thought I hadn't done much because break, but there's quite a bit to show.

It's been a while since a formal update on the routes, so I'll start by telling you all where they officially stand. Before I do, it might be helpful to tell you all how I define percentage completion in my head. Basically, when I finish the draft of a route, I consider it 70% complete. This means I could ship it as is. I wouldn't be happy with the product, but it's playable and makes enough sense---just not the best quality.

When Wudgey finishes their edits, a route is 80%-85% complete, meaning I could ship it as is. I think it'd be pretty good actually and players would be happy. Beyond this point, I am just making fine tuning edits to incorporate more player interaction, polishing the flow of things, etc.

After that, there's basically only Elm and Vi's edits left. When Elm finishes, a route is 95% complete. Again, I think at this point, it's good. Like edits from this point onwards are purely for polishing purpose. After Vi, it's 98% complete. Then the last review comes back to Elm and I for it to be 100% complete. Right now, this is where the routes stand:

Kayn: 98% Complete

Fenir: 95% Complete

Druk: 80% Complete

Etza: 60% Complete (Still working on their draft!)

Do Not ask me about Kuna'a or Aisa LFMASOEIDJ

So most of the routes are actually looking pretty good! They're just getting bounced around to different editors at this point, but the changes made for most of them are basically small. Fenir and Kayn especially could be shipped as is in my eyes if I really wanted to.

Art recently has mostly been focused on commissions. Vui actually is almost done with ALL of the BGs for Alaris!! Isn't that crazy?? In about a year, he was able to create almost 25 BGs with daytime variations!!! He's a phenomenal artist, and I couldn't be happier to be working with him. It's also a bit bittersweet (and alarming??) to know that part of development is already close to ending! q.q

The most exciting art update I have is that we got the GUI assets finished and I've started coding them into the game!! AAAA!! These were the final updated assets I needed, and seeing the fully revamped demo come to life has been so.... Emotional HAHA! It's crazy to see how far Alaris has come from when I was first making it with my little fingies and throwing things together like paper mache. I'm incredibly in love with how all the assets look together, and I couldn't be more grateful for the artists who helped me update the assets!

Updated History Log. Please say you like the dividers between entries---I'm most proud of those

I'm still making my way through coding everything, but here's a couple screen previews so you all can see how things now look in the game!!

First off, is the Dialogue/Choice Screen. You can see that we have a brand new dialogue box (She's Stunning) and Choice Screen! I'm hoping to add some sfx for the choices when you hover over them, and sfx for the new UI in general so there's more user feedback when you click and hover on things. But for now, enjoy this preview of the new dialogue box, choice screen, and the new personality indicators!

Updated Dialogue/Choice Screen: You can't see it as well in GIF format, but the BG also has particles floating around, so there's a tiny bit of animation going on in some of the BGs as well!!

Next, we have the Free Time Screen. I actually posted this on Twitter recently but I don't think I posted it on Tumblr! ISN'T SHE STUNNING... ESPECIALLY WITH THE NEW BGS.... I'm especially happy with the text animations that show up at the bottom when you hover over the different choices! I was inspired by a couple other devs (specifically GUI god, @siyo-koy, and renpy animation master @just-a-carrot) to start incorporating animation style elements into my GUI. And I really like how it adds a little ~something~ to the feel of everything ^^

Updated Free Time Screen: begging someone to say they like the text animation so I feel validated for finangling with it

Finally, for our last preview, we have the Save Screen! While it looks new obviously with the new assets, I also did a lot of backend coding revamping for how it actually functions since my coding experience is a bit better now compared to when I was first fighting for my life figuring out save/load screens. The biggest change for you all is that there are now chapter markers so save slots will tell you what chapter that save file is from! And instead of screenshots, it's now a custom icon inside that shows the chapter card. I think it'll make the save screen look more cohesive now and hopefully more intuitive as well!!

Updated Save Screen: With a sprinkle of updated Chapter Card screen preview

That was long. Are any of us surprised, considering I had two months' worth of devlogs piled inside of me, begging to burst from the seams?

Anyways. Only two miscellaneous updates. One is that all soundtracks have been completed for Alaris! Peter finished the last of them recently, and they're all beautiful!!! For ppl who love piano soundtracks... :holds hand in piano lover solidarity:

Other update is that I finally fixed that godforsaken sprite bug that was associated with the energy vision feature from the demo!!! FINALLY!!! AFTER.... SO LONG. Extremely huge thanks to @robobarbie for taking time out of their day to do that; everyone please say thank you!!!!! OGs know how long that bug was bothering me!!!! Robo also gave me a pretty new rain code, so I'm showing you how both look in the new demo so you can appreciate them with me!!

Last miscellaneous update is more on a.... logistical development level?? Basically, now that I have new GUI assets to code, that means I can get a beta build of the routes currently written out. I was feeling really overwhelmed by that idea because most of this year has been focused on writing and making assets, not really coding. Knowing that I can Code and get Playable Builds out to people was stressful because I have to divvy up my time a bit more.

After an extremely insightful talk with beloved and admired Esh of @steamberrystudio I decided I'm probably going to be shifting how development goes from here on out. Instead of focusing head low on getting as many words written for the remaining routes everyday, I'm going to be making smaller but consistent progress and spend the rest of my time coding so that I can have more of a continuous cycle of production going on (e.g., writing a bit, making playable builds, gathering playtester feedback, etc. instead of doing each stage in blocked, sequential order).

I'm mainly telling you all this because it means writing updates will probably seem slower from this point on, but I think production overall will be more efficient because of it! This is also exciting news for playtesters and/or early access backers/patrons because it means you'll have playable content in the near future for content outside of just the demo :')

have u all heard of wudgeous of herotome. of course u have. they r all i talk about at this point

No market research because I've actually been addicted to BG3 LFMAOLSDJF. Actually, I'm taking some inspiration from it for the personality mechanic but eh.

On a more important note, @herotome demo is coming out December 2nd!!!! PLAY IT WITH ME. Wudgey is my editor, so you might think I'm biased but I'M NOT!!! I WAS A FAN OF HEROTOME BEFORE WUDGEY EVEN WORKED W ME!!! They have an exception eye for detail and player experience, and they are actually one of the devs that inspired me to even get into game development.

I just know the demo is going to blow everyone's socks off. OG Herotome prologue build fans know exactly what I'm talking about. Please mark December 2nd on your calendar---you will not regret it.

This was so unbelievably long, but I hope it's appreciated since there was no real devlog update for a hot minute. As always, Thank you all for your patience and continued support. With the year ending soon, I'm getting wrapped up in my feels in usual Crescence fashion. I am a Cancer so no one is surprised.

Next month will probably be more of an end-of-year devlog rather than the usual format. I know the devlogs of late have been all over the place, but once we get into the new year, it will be back to business as usual! Hope you all have a wonderful end to your year; I'll talk to you soon! <3

#alaris #devlog #bitches don't stop talking #aka me i'm bitches #also why did i shout out so many devs in this devlog #usually its like only one #that one being seyl of ravenstar games who i share a codependent relationship with #SODIFJ

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6flyingosprey6 · 3 months

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Fellas, folks, listen up.

The time has come.

The results of the Alpha/Beta/Omega poll for the QSMP server members.

!DISCLAIMER!

I AM GAY AND MATH IS HARD

I might be off by one or two BUT

Here are the results listed in the order that the polls were run.

Badboyhalo: Omega

Bad's poll got 343 votes, and was chosen as an omega by 233 people (67.9%). 74 people voted him as a beta, and 36 people voted him as an alpha.

FitMC: Alpha

Fit's poll got 143 votes, and was chosen as an alpha by 61 people (42%). 49 people voted him as a beta, and 33 people voted him as an omega.

Foolish: Omega

Foolish's poll got 139 votes, and was chosen as an omega by 69 people (49.6%). 38 people voted him as a beta, and 32 people voted him as an alpha.

Ironmouse: Alpha

Ironmouse's poll got a total of 127 votes. 108 of those people voted her as an alpha (85%). 11 people voted her as a beta, and 8 people voted her as an omega.

Jaiden: Beta

Jaiden's poll got a total of 138 votes, and 74 of those people voted her as a beta (52.9%). 57 people voted her as an alpha, and 7 people voted her as an omega.

Lenay: Beta

Lenay's poll got a total of 85 votes, and 44 of those people voted her as a beta (51.8%). 27 people voted her as an alpha, and 14 people voted her as an omega.

Nihachu: Beta

Nihachu's poll got a total of 141 votes, and she was assigned beta by 69 people (48.9%). 41 people voted her as an alpha, and 31 people assigned her as an omega.

Philza: Omega

Philza's poll got a total of 177 votes. Out of that, 71 people assigned him as an omega (40.1%). 56 people think he is a beta, and 50 think he is an alpha.

Quackity: Omega

Quackity's poll got a total of 166 votes. Out of those votes, 129 people believe that he is an omega (77.7%). 31 people believe that he is a beta, and 6 people believe that he is an alpha.

Slimecicle: Omega

Slime's poll collected a total of 158 votes. Out of those people, 71 think that he is an omega (44.9%). 58 people think that he is a beta, and 29 think that he is an alpha.

Tina: Alpha

Tina's poll got a total of 134 votes. Out of those votes, 70 people voted that she is an alpha (52.2%). 33 think that she is a beta, and 31 think that she is an omega.

Tubbo: Beta

Tubbo's poll collected a total of 205 votes. Out of those votes, 113 people think that he is a beta (55.1%). 68 people think that he is an omega, and 24 think that he is an alpha.

Wilbur: Beta

Wilbur's poll got a total of 178 voters, and 83 of those people think that he is a beta (46.6%). 75 people think that he is an omega, and 20 think that he is an alpha.

Carre: Beta

Carre's poll got a total of 127 votes, and out of those votes, 66 people think he is a beta (51.2%). 43 people think he is an alpha, and 18 think that he is an omega.

ElMariana: Alpha

Mariana's poll gathered a total of 145 votes. Of those votes, 62 voters think that he is an alpha (42.1%). 50 people think he's an omega, and 33 believe that he is a beta.

ElQuackity: Omega

ElQuackity's poll caught a total of 149 sexy sexy voters. Of those sexy sexy voters, 71 voted him as an omega (47%). 46 voted him as a beta, and 32 voted him as an alpha.

German: Beta

German's poll sprouted a total of 98 little voters. Of those voters, 60 assigned him as a beta (61.2%). 24 assigned him as an alpha, and 14 decided that he is an omega.

Luzu: Beta

Luzu's poll had a total of 118 voters. Of those voters, 55 decided that he is a beta (46.6%). 37 decided that he is an alpha, and 26 designated him an omega.

Maxo: Omega

Maxo's poll had a total of 123 voters. Of those voters, 69 decided that he is an omega (55.3%). 32 decided that he is a beta, and 22 chose him to be an alpha.

Missa: Tie-Omega

Missa's original poll was a tie between alpha and omega, with 209 votes and 41.4% of the vote on each side. However, then the beta option was removed and the poll was reran (428 votes), the results was that Missa is an omega with 232 people voting him as such (54%), and 196 people voting him as an alpha.

Pol: Beta

Pol's poll (haha) gathered a total of 90 votes, and of those votes, 49 believe that he is a beta (54.4%). 27 think that he is an alpha, and 14 think that he is an omega.

Rivers: Alpha

The queen of Latin America collected 85 votes. Of those votes, 71 think that she is an alpha (83.5%). 10 think she is a beta, and 4 think that she is an omega.

Roier: Alpha

Roier's poll amassed 109 votes, and of those votes, 46 think that he is an alpha (42.2%). 39 believe that he is a beta, and 24 think that he is an omega.

Rubius: Beta

Rubius's poll got a total of 74 votes. Of those votes, 32 people think that he is a beta (43.2%). 29 think that he is an alpha, and 13 think that he is an omega.

Spreen: Alpha

Spreen's poll got a total of 101 votes, and of those votes, 73 think that he is an alpha (71.3%). 19 think that he is a beta, and 9 believe that he is an omega.

Vegetta: Alpha

Vegetta's poll got a total of 128 votes. Of those votes, 106 were casted for him being an alpha (82.8%). 14 people believe that he is an omega, and 8 believe that he is a beta.

WillyRex: Beta

Willy's poll got a total of 91 votes. Of those votes, 44 people believe him to be a beta (47.3%). 28 believe him to be an alpha, and 19 believe that he is an omega.

Bagi: Alpha

Bagi's poll got a total of 141 votes. Of those votes, 98 people believe that she is an alpha (69.5%). 32 people voted her as a beta, and 11 people voted her to be an omega.

Cellbit: Omega

Cellbit's poll gathered 156 votes, and of those votes, 62 believe that he is an omega (39.7%). 51 people believe that he is a beta, and 43 believe that he is an alpha.

Felps: Omega

Felps's poll had a total of 190 votes. Of those votes, 76 people believe that he is an omega (40%). 73 believe that he is a beta, and 41 believe that he is an alpha.

Mike: Beta

Mike's poll got 135 votes, and of those votes, 60 people believe that he is a beta (44.4%). 52 people believe that he is an alpha, and 23 believe that he's an omega.

Pac: Omega

Pac's poll got 222 votes. Of those votes, 96 were cast towards him being an omega (42.8%). 73 votes were for him being a beta, and 53 were for him being an alpha.

Antoine: Alpha

Antoine's poll got a total of 115 votes. Of those votes, 55 decided that he is an alpha (47.8%). 46 decided that he is a beta, and 14 decided that he is an omega.

AyPierre: Alpha

Aypierre's poll got 118 total votes. Of those votes, 55 people chose him to be an alpha (46.6%). 33 people cast him as a beta, and 30 decided that he is an omega

Baghera: Alpha

Baghera's poll gathered a total of 130 votes, and of those votes, 80 people think that she is an alpha (60.8%). 33 people think that she is a beta, and 17 think that she is an omega.

Etoiles: Alpha

Etoiles's poll had a total of 148 votes. Of those votes, 97 people think that he is an alpha (64.9%). 29 people think that he is a beta, and 22 people think that he is an omega.

Kameto: Beta

Kameto's poll got a total of 85 votes, and of those votes, 58 people decided that he is a beta (67.1%). 14 people think that he is an omega, and 13 people think that he is an alpha.

TOTAL

Alpha- 13

Beta- 13

Omega- 11

Overall, we have a fairly well-rounded cast of characters here!

Here's some other things I noticed

Ironmouse had the highest precent in one catagory, with alpha getting 85%, beta getting 8.7%, and omega getting 6.3%.

Missa's tie breaker poll got the most votes (428 votes), followed by Bad with 343 votes, and Pac with 222 votes.

Diversity loss! Not a single women was voted as an omega :(

Missa's poll was the closest with a 41.1% alpha-omega tie, followed by Felps with a 1.6% difference between omega and beta.

#qsmp #omegaverse #omegaverse poll #here we have it folks #now what the fuck do i do for the rest of the hiatus #'_'

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ultraviolet-cello · 3 months

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Good afternoon everyone, late analysis/detail watch for @tristampparty today! Had a busy day and I am ready to chill out by being so so normal about Trigun ^_^

Spoilers for Trigun Stampede and Trimax, CW for me discussing/theorizing abt Vash's injuries + discussion of harm coming to children specifically!

Roberto is my old man blorbo (he is not that old) and I essayed Hard about him today, good luck reading!

So when I originally watched this episode when I saw the tower I was like oh flying saucer haha!

and then it is a flying saucer. I hate that (/j)

the bugs under the rock when I lift it up:

On a more serious note I do like the transition from Wolfwood getting REALLY jumpy (to the point of like. Punching Vash for sneezing. babygirl there are better ways to cope with bringing the man you adore to what is probably his doo- actually there probably isn't, he's on his own) to them working extremely in sync to try and get away from the guards - even in the two months that they've been traveling together they've developed that back to back fighting style. It's very sweet, and I think that aspect of them is heavily emphasized in 98 actually, episode 9 when Wolfwood first appears. I really do miss that episode's story, I think it's my favourite standalone plot :]

Again take this with a grain of salt because my subtitles are Janky, but this line hits me real hard [Where Vash is telling Wolfwood not to shoot at the July guards]. They're at July, this is where Wolfwood needs to hand Vash over despite all his inner conflict; but he values the orphanage, it's so important to him. Would the morally righteous thing to do be trying to fight alongside Vash out of this? Possibly. But the risk is too great; It's not the time to be a saint.

Both of their expressions here - Wolfwood stepping back then forward to try and push Vash out the way, or block the bullet, and Vash just slowly lowering his arms with that real haunted look.

Studio Orange once again knocking it out of the PARK with their facial expressions

[Purging the Vashwood from my system for just a moment] He really does just. Grab him around the waist huh. He doesn't try to spin Vash around to assess the damage, or immediately drag him away, but most importantly he doesn't shoot back. Not after Vash asked him to.

Why's this bitch not clean his table!!! The hell!!! Unsanitary. Or... Or someone was just there. Not sure what's worse at that point. It's also that the shape of that cross is also to accommodate children

[Tucking these screenshots into my purse for safekeeping] [Also CWing this section for a little bit of injury discussion] Most of the injuries here aren't necessarily the scars that Trimax and 98 Vash have, which makes me wonder if he's going to get more post-July. In any case, a lot of these look like failed/only partial skin grafts or wounds that required skin grafts but did not get it [Just trust me on that, don't look it up if you can't stomach gore].

I wonder if Vash can't receive skin grafts due to the sheer amount of scarring/can't receive any donated grafts due to differences in biology, or if he's just... not been able to get them healed. Some of it appears to be patched up with metal, but the rest of it.... Mm.

Anyway!

I think it's very telling that the thing that Roberto starts really speaking up on is challenging Conrad on his treatment of orphans and disadvantaged people. Roberto's a reporter, so of course he's going to have seen how powerful people often use the marginalized as their playthings; and Roberto does have a pretttty good moral code when it comes to it. Time and time again he's chosen to help Meryl instead of preserve his own life.

And now he's actively taking Meryl's side, challenging Conrad, sticking up for people, which. One of the first hints of Roberto that we got that wasn't him being so gruff was his defense of Vash (who was getting the shit beaten out of him) in the very first episode.

I've talked at length abt how children are. Kind of the most precious thing to most people on Gunsmoke/NML - so many of the individual stories revolve around parents and children, brothers, siblings, Wolfwood and Hopeland, Legato sparing all the children in that village in 98, Elendira leaving a gaggle of children alive to bury Livio in Trimax. I particularly remember a scene in Trimax volume 14, chapter 3, when the feathers are falling and a young girl has lost her mother, but these big rough and tough men guide her back. I think that's kind of the essence of what Roberto represents to me.

The average person on that planet is rough, traumatized, probably knows how to shoot, they kill each other, they rob, they steal. And yet when it comes down to a little girl crying in the crowd, they will guide her back to her mother. Noman's Land is made up of families; they hurt each other and they commit atrocities, but at the end of the day, that was someone's child, and people try to respect it.

Roberto has a bit of a stronger ethical streak, but he's really kinda hostile to Conrad in this scene (GET HIS ASS ROBERTO WOOO!!!) and I think when he saw children involved that really signaled part of it to him.

It's also that Roberto has developed as a character, being more open and trusting of Meryl, but I also just. The family thing gets me every time (I think it's because I work with children and am a huge advocate for said children, but. yaknow)

[Pointing at him] I love this guy!!! I miss him!!! I really really thought I was gonna hate him but every rewatch i get sadder that he's gone!!!!!

Also he calls out Conrad on being non-empathetic towards, well experimenting on children which is yeah!!! shit!!! Roberto shuts him down like 3 times!! "What matters is how you feel with these children in front of you" GET! HIS! ASS!

Roberto has progressed so so much, with his ability to actually insert himself into situations according to his opinions and ethics, with his relationship to Meryl becoming softer, and then he's just,,, Gone, soon.

On a lighter note, tf you mean Elendira's powers are equivalent to a supply door Conrad she can kill a man!!! I spose a supply door can also kill a man but like. I wonder if she's gonna get. Bigger nails. More powers in the future.

Also a nice parallel of how Roberto kept dragging Meryl back and flinging her away from danger, but now he's grabbed her and is carrying her with him - it feels different. He really really does care about her and it's so evident in these last couple of episodes.

Also Meryl is just pick up-able what can I say.

Roberto being shocked at his ability to deflect Elendira's nails just feels kinda cruel. Man's been spending the entire anime facing horrors beyond his comprehension and he just figured out he can fight against this one, but in the end she's the one who gets him.

Also I talked about Roberto being really standoffish when he realizes children are being harmed? Uh, that's probably what gets him killed. If he'd have shot Elendira here, there is a decent chance he would have lived; if he hadn't hesitated the several times he did, he wouldn't be so rattled. That's... Painful.

"That was close" I hate everyone here [/j]

Not an unpopular opinion, but I'm not a super fan of what they did to Elendira. I'm of the opinion of her character divorced from her Trimax counterpart is really really interesting, but I have to treat her like an entirely different character, so we'll be moving on with that in mind.

So Elendira's been like this for what, twenty years at least? That doesn't seem to line up with how Plants age - Vash and Knives take like 5 years to look like they're fifteen, and. I hope we all know that humans typically take 18-20 years to reach adulthood lmao.

My three theories on why she hasn't aged is that

A) Whichever Plant cells (Probably Tesla's) that they used on her is inhibiting her growth, disallowing her from progressing past a certain point. Perhaps if she ages more something... Bad will happen to her body. Sub-idea, if it is Tesla's cells, they might not be letting her age past the point Tesla was when she died. Which is a little horrific actually.

B) Conrad and/or Knives are the ones not allowing her to grow, for some reason. I don't really have any ideas of what.

But it seems to me that she is somewhat inverse to Wolfwood; she's been living for at least twenty years, trapped in the mind and body of a child. She speaks with the cadence and articulation of an adult most of the time, but her body's pain tolerance and her subsequent reactions are that of an undeveloped mind/body.

That or she just doesn't wanna go through puberty because she's already trans and just doesn't wanna deal with that shit (valid) but, yaknow. I am a very big supporter of "Let Studio Orange cook, they've done pretty good so far!" but Elendira and Razlo are the two I am. Most scared of seeing how they turn out lmao, and even with Razlo I do have some hopes. But Elendira,,, man. I dunno.

Hooo boy. Okay. I'm ready to talk about Roberto again now. I've been talking about how he recently seems to have softened his demeanor specifically towards Meryl, bringing out a lot of that joking tone, but here is particularly on display.

He tells Meryl that it's okay to run away sometimes and that really really. Got to me. Like he wants her to live. He wants her to do whatever she thinks is right, and he wants her to live, and he is going to do what he can in his dying moments to make that better for her.

I miss him :(

I also wonder if he had anything outside of his job. Friends? Family? A partner? Or was he mostly obliterated along with most of July, kept only in memory by his, now Meryl's, derringer?

Also Vash does Not know that Roberto is dead and if he asks about him post-rejoining the gang in season 2 I'll start screaming.

Oh Knives is here! Yippee!!

So uh. The thing with him saying this is, like a Lot of things Knives does/says in Tristamp, is rooted in truth to some degree.

Like uh. Yeah. That is kind of the basis for a Major part of Vash's personality, the guilt complex of Knives shifting the burden and (honestly projecting a lot of his own guilt probably) onto Vash. But to attribute All of Vash's character to just that is disservice, and horrible for Vash to hear.

The thing about Vash is that he tries. He tries so so hard to make things right, even despite the harm that comes to him and the grief and pain of how he lives his life. Even if it were just his guilt, that is still 150 or so years of healing plants, helping children, going from town to town to do what good he can.

Love, in that case, is not inherent, but created. It's hard to just unconditionally love something just because it's in your life, but if you work at it, dedicate yourself, put in the effort, do so much good, then is that not love in itself? Does it really matter the basis if you love, regardless?

Where it becomes a problem with Vash, is when he refuses to kind of,,, accept that he worked for it instead of just having that love inherent to him, because he's so desperate to hold that guilt complex, that "I'm a bad person" close to him

I dunno, I'm autistic, so maybe I have a strange reading of this because I personally have had to work towards the things I hold dear to me, but it's,,, definitely a facet of Vash, to me.

I Do Not Like This Photograph. In Trimax, it seems they took Tesla and Immediately began experimenting on her - Some arguments over ethics with Rem, yeah, but overall the dissenters were overruled. But why have this picture? Tesla is clearly not a baby in this image. Did she have more contact and interactions with the scientists?

The cruelty in Tesla's story, at least in my view, is that she never got to be a character. Her agency was stripped from her by scientists, by death, and then by Knives. We don't know shit about her - did she die cursing all of humanity? Would she have agreed with Knives, that the pain inflicted on her was an example of the great atrocity of humanity? Or would she have decided people can grow and change, that she just got a bad lot, that people are messy and complicated but ultimately capable of love? Did she see Rem, and wonder if she knew humanity better than Tesla did?

We just don't know - will never know - and that's why Knives using her as an excuse for his actions is particularly egregious. Did her death traumatize him and irreparably damage his trust of humans, sending him down a spiral he was too unlucky to fight his way out of? Yes. Does that make it justifiable to try and commit a genocide under her name, assuming she would have wanted that even if there's a possibility she didn't? ....Definitely not.

millions-dykes referred to Conrad as looking "DILFy" in this scene and if I have to suffer that, so do you. sorry

There's a couple of bits of language in that ending scene that I find particularly uh. Interesting (derogatory) (deeply interesting and analysis-worthy), but I'll be saving those for next episode so I'll pop them in there :]

Today was a hell of an essay! Thanks for reading as always, I'm so >:3 about all the fun comments and ideas ppl have added on.

#cli analysis #cli speaks #trigun #trigun stampede #tristampparty

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oddinary4bts · 11 months

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Request!! Could you do 98 on the smut list with namjoon and reader? Maybe he wants to try getting fingered and is a little embarrassed because he’s normally in charge or something? Wherever your inspiration takes you!❤️❤️❤️

Oof this was so hard to write for some reason but I'm very happy I managed to finish it haha my bad if it took a moment before it was ready!

Can I Ask you a Question | knj

☆pairing: Kim Namjoon x female reader

☆rating: 18+ (this is smut, minors DNI)

☆genre: unedited smut lmao like literally just smut with barely no plot

☆warnings: unedited, alcohol, a game of Never Have I Ever (mentioned more than anything else), cursing, explicit content: ass fingering, oral sex (male receiving), balls fondling/sucking, jerking off, mentions of oral sex (female receiving), big dick!Namjoon, a little bite lmao, let me know if I'm forgetting something!

☆word count: 2.5k

☆prompt 98: "I never thought I'd hear you say that, fuck, that's hot"

☆The smut prompt is from this list!

☆☆☆☆☆

You’ve been drinking with your boyfriend, Kim Namjoon, and some friends for a moment already. You started during happy hour, at a bar near your boyfriend’s job, but you have decided to keep it going into the night, inviting the group over to your shared apartment.

It’s no wonder someone suggested Never Have I Ever. No wonder it got you all a little too tipsy to even think about what you’re asking. So you’re not surprised when a very clearly drunk Jimin asks, “Never Have I Ever been fingered in the ass”, before bursting out laughing because he has in fact done it.

He drinks, quickly followed by most of the females in the room, including you, and to your surprise Yoongi and Jungkook also drink, though you’re not sure if Jungkook is even listening.

He’s been staring at a blank spot on the ceiling for a while, not even blinking, which tells you that he’s probably in his own little world thinking about gaming or working out.

The game keeps going after that, but you notice that Namjoon seems lost in thought. He doesn’t really drink anymore, which for some reason makes you cut your drinking too, and soon enough your friends notice the switch in the atmosphere and decide to head home, as it’s already getting late anyway.

Namjoon doesn’t move from the couch, only surveys you while you let your friends out, and when you move back to him, he looks up at you with questions in his eyes. You cock an eyebrow, sitting next to him as he sighs, running a hand through his hair.

“Is something wrong?” you ask. “You’ve been silent.”

He chuckles, and there’s a flash of a dimple before it’s gone. He shrugs, saying, “I’ve got a lot on my mind, I guess”.

You purse your lips, tilting your head to the side as you try to catch his gaze. He’s lowered his head though, and your attempt is unsuccessful. “What’s up? You know you can talk to me.”

He smiles half-heartedly. “I know.”

There’s a silence, and you gently grab his hand, putting it in your lap as you cuddle up to his side. He rests his head on top of yours, and there’s a moment of just you and him breathing in sync, until he finally speaks again.

“Can I…” he trails off, and chuckles awkwardly. “Can I ask you something?”

You don’t move, only humming to indicate that, yes, he can.

“Jimin mentioned something earlier,” he starts before pausing for so long you look up at him. Your eyes meet, and you notice the light flush on his cheeks right away. “When we were playing ‘Never Have I Ever’.”

You nod to tell him to keep going. You’re starting to understand where this is going, but you don’t want to push, especially not when Namjoon clearly looks uncomfortable.

“It’s just got me thinking that we haven’t…” He chuckles, looks away as the blush deepens. “We haven’t experienced all that much.”

Now when he falls silent you know he expects an answer, so you say, “Is there something you want to try?”

He runs a hand on his features, before sitting back in the couch. “Feel comfortable to say no. Like it totally is okay if you don’t want to.”

“Joon,” you tell him, interjecting before he can start rambling.

A dimple appears, and you think even his ears are red by now. Whatever it is that he wants to try is clearly making him feel embarrassed. It’s weird – you’ve never seen Namjoon embarrassed in your presence before, except maybe when he accidentally broke a cup at a café on your first date.

“Sorry,” he apologizes. “I was thinking… and have been thinking for a while, actually?”

He once again falls silent, so you say, “Yeah?”

“You know when you go down on me?”

You nod.

“Do you think you could finger me at the same time?”

Your gaze widens right as his drops to the floor, and you think you can almost hear his heart beating out of his chest. But you knew from the moment this conversation started that he was going to ask that, so you’re not entirely surprised. On the contrary, there’s just something in the way Namjoon - big, dominant Namjoon - is willing to let you touch him in such an intimate way that makes your blood boil in your veins.

“You’d like that?” you ask, teasingly.

Clearly, he wasn’t expecting it because his eyes shoot back to you, and he hesitates before nodding once.

“You want to know what it feels like when I choke on your dick while my fingers are up your ass?”

His gaze widens even more, and his mouth falls open. He gulps once, then says, “I never thought I’d hear you say that, fuck, that’s hot”.

You smirk before leaning closer to him, until your mouth is so close to him he can feel it when you speak. “I just want to make you feel good.”

Whatever restraint he had on himself goes down the drain in that exact instant, and he grabs your face to pull you into a heated kiss. His lips move against yours hungrily, languidly, and his tongue soon darts to lick at your bottom lip. You let him in, let the taste of him fill your mouth before he sucks on your tongue, and a breathy moan escapes you.

“Fuck,” he breathes against you as he presses wet kisses on your jaw.

You run a hand through his jet-black hair, pulling on it just a little so you can guide his mouth back to yours. You haven’t had enough of him yet, and if he wants you to treat him right, then he’s going to have to treat you right first.

You suck on his bottom lip, teeth teasing it gently, before pulling away. His lips are swollen by your ministrations, glassy by the mix of your saliva and yours. They look delicious, but you move to his neck instead, right as you straddle his lap.

You’re not surprised when you already feel the start of an erection pressing against your clit. You grind on it, capturing his mouth in another kiss that leaves no room for air. His large hands find the meat of your ass, squeezing hard as he makes you grind on him again.

“Joon,” you murmur against his lips as one of his hands reach up to tangle in your hair.

He forces you to turn your head to the side so he can kiss you again, deeper, tongue twirling with yours. Namjoon has always been a great kisser, but the way he kisses you tonight is on a whole different level, as if he was holding back before.

And now that you know he wants you to finger him, you think that maybe he was.

You pull away from the kiss, only because you want to see the effect that you have on him. His lips are even more swollen, parted, and his chest is moving up and down in a quick rhythm as he tries to regain his composure. You smirk, tilting your head to the side.

“You look good like this,” you compliment him, and he bites at his bottom lip.

“Fuck, baby.”

“Now, should we get you out of your pants?”

He smirks, dimples flashing as he nods his head. “Want to feel your pretty lips around my cock.”

You lean closer, not kissing him even though he chases your mouth. He seems taken aback, until you say, “And you want to feel my fingers as they fuck you”.

Now he moans softly, breathily, eyes shutting as he rests his head against the couch. You take that as a cue to go down, kneeling between his legs. You run your hands on his thick thighs, mouth watering at the thought of having him wrapped around your finger like this.

Literally.

He helps you undo his belt, and soon enough you’re pulling his pants and underwear down. His big dick springs free, and it’s like you always forget just how big he is. You know your jaw will hurt, but you’re too far gone to care.

You watch where his cock rests on his stomach, and a drop of precum wets the fabric of his shirt. He clearly doesn’t care, and you grab the base of his dick to hold it up.

“So big,” you purr and he cocks his head to the side awaiting your next move.

You decide to start by sucking him off before you dive into fingering his ass too, so you move closer, blowing on the sensitive tip. His dick jerks in your hand, but you hold it in place as you replace the air with a swipe of your tongue, along a thick vein that runs from bottom to top. He groans, and one of his large hands grab your head to keep you close when you try to sit back on your heels.

“A little excited, are you?” you tease him.

His dark gaze finds yours, and you gulp at the lust that shine behind his pupils. “Just suck me off, baby. No teasing.”

“You don’t like when I’m in control, do you?” You’re being a little shit, because you know it’s usually the other way around. It’s usually Namjoon manhandling you, and you like it. You really do.

There’s just something about thinking of him, all helpless under your ministrations, that's making the devilish part of you win.

He remains silent, clenching his jaw, though it immediately loosens as you wrap your lips around the head of his dick, sucking once. Your tongue twirls around him, and you taste his salty precum. You never once look away from his eyes, not even when you start going down, taking as much of him as you can.

Which is not a lot, and you’re reduced to stroking the part that doesn’t fit in your mouth with your hand. Namjoon still moans appreciatively, especially as you pull away to spit in your hand so you can lubricate his dick from bottom to top. As you do so, you suck on one of his balls, teasing the sensitive organ with your teeth. Lightly, not hard enough to hurt at all, but just enough for Namjoon to throw you a warning glance before you pull away, smirking.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he says, and he puts your hair in a makeshift ponytail so he can watch you as you finally start sucking on his dick, properly this time.

You wait until he is a sensitive mess for your free hand to move between his legs. You fondle with his balls for a time, until he pulls you away from his dick, breathing raggedly.

“Fucking do what you’re supposed to do, pretty. I don’t want to have to wait all night.”

You turn your head to kiss his thigh, before biting into it, hard. “You have to learn how to be patient, baby. I just want to make you feel good.”

He wets his lips, dragon eyes boring into yours, before nodding once. “Then do it. Fuck.”

The power trip that this is giving you is enough for you to be soaking through your panties, and at this point you’re pretty sure you’re soaking through your pants too.

You make a good show of spitting on your fingers, watching as it rolls along the digits. Namjoon watches too, even though you’re still stroking his dick slowly.

“You think you’re ready?”

He goes completely silent as your hand goes back between his legs, this time heading lower than his balls. He instinctively spreads his legs wider. You rub circles on his perineum for a few seconds, lips wrapping around his cock again, and he moans when you take him all the way in, choking around his fat tip.

“Baby,” he grunts.

You watch him with his head thrown back, sharp jaw on display, and that’s when you finally reach lower to find the tight circle of muscles around his asshole. He groans, and it makes you moan around his dick. You pull away enough to breathe, and then you suck on his tip, tongue playing with his slit as you finally push a finger in his ass.

It’s foreign. You’ve never done that before in your entire life, but when Namjoon moans again, a higher-pitched sound than usual, you figure this will work. You push all the way in before pulling all the way out. You play with the muscle ring again, bobbing your head up and down before you finally push in again, arching your finger to rub what you hope is his prostate.

Namjoon’s dick goes infinitely hard in your mouth, and he starts cursing as you time your head and your finger. You take that as a cue that he likes it. Wickedly, you push another finger in, and Namjoon moans your name, before adding so many curses you think he might actually not be doing okay.

You make to pull out, and that’s when he starts begging, “Baby, please don’t stop. I’m gonna –“ a moan interrupts – “I’m gonna come. So fucking hard. Please.”

So you keep going, sucking on his dick harder, fucking your fingers into him relentlessly until his hips snap up, right as his dick twitches in your mouth as he releases his load. He grunts and curses, holding your head into place.

You’re surprised he came so fast. He rarely comes when you suck his dick – not because you aren’t good, but because he’s so big it’s hard to please him with your mouth. You still swallow everything, ever so the good girl when it comes to him, and you milk his orgasm out of him, making sure to carry him throughout his entire high.

You only stop when his dick starts going soft in your mouth, sitting back on your heels as you still finger him lazily. You shortly stop that too, watching him breathe in and out as he tries to calm down, but you’re not sure it’s working.

Especially not when he says, “Holy shit, what the fuck was that?”

You chuckle, licking your lips clean. “That felt good.”

He nods, and he finally looks down at you, flashing a dimpled smile at you. “Baby, that was so fucking good. We’re going to have to do it again.”

You bite your lip, holding in a smile as you tilt your head to the side.

“Tonight?”

He smirks, but shakes his head no. “Nah, for now I just want to treat my girl good.”

Needless to say, you don’t hesitate before lying down on the couch so he can eat you out.

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kodared · 1 year

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☆ Welcome home Neighbor~! ☆

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After having rapid-fire questions shot at you, You begin to feel eyes on you where ever you go.

Chapter 5/?

Word Count: 3178 Out of 12,499

Now that everyone had gathered in Barnaby's house, you really felt small, despite being a totally reasonable human height, it didn't help either that Julie had not left your side. Her opting to sit on the floor while you tried to feel comfortable on the couch with all their eyes on you, Wally still seated beside you with his intense stare.

You let out a nervous cough to try to get the conversation rolling, might as well get their questions over with if they were going to keep staring.

“Uh, so, my name is Y/n, as you have all heard I'm sure,”

Your hands tried desperately to fiddle with anything, you could practically hear your heart in your ears as it felt like it was in your stomach. It was times like these you really wished you stayed near Howdy,

“And I'm a human, I don't know how I got here haha…”

Frank who is currently holding his book reached for a pen that was conveniently on the table and began to write things down if your heart wasn't already pounding hard enough it just got worse. This really felt like an interrogation more than a “Welcome to the neighbourhood” get-together.

Julie was the first to speak up after you spoke, she grabbed lightly onto your arm that was resting on the ledge of the couch excited, she reminded you of your younger cousin.

“Is that why your so warm all the time?”

It was a valid question of her to ask, her skin was felt so it was likely she didn't produce her own heat, the thought though still made a chill go up your spine at just how different you were from your ‘neighbours’

After that unpleasant thought left, you resumed the conversation with Julie,

“Yeah! Humans normally stay at a temperature of like, 98 degrees, anything above 99 is when we get sick,”

Julie's eyes practically shone with curiosity, she was still latched onto your arm as she looked like she was about to speak again before Frank interrupted her,

“Why do you need to stay so hot? Is the climate colder where you are located?”

His eyes looked like they were analyzing you as he held his pen above his notebook, the bar for answers was clearly high and you weren't exactly the best in biology.

“Some places are cold, while some are hotter, but it really depends on where you live,”

Your eyes moved to the shag floor Barnaby had, stimming lightly by tapping your foot, the bouncing provided you comfort until you looked back up to see all their eyes were again on you, ah.

“And that, why do you move like that?”

Frank was writing but seemed to let his questions flow freely as you opened up more to them,

“Like what?”

You stopped bouncing your leg after he asked that, suddenly feeling abnormal as a blush went to your face, you didn't know there was anything wrong with how you moved but maybe there was?

Howdy after noticing you getting flustered proceeds to also put his two cents into the conversation,

“He dont mean no harm in askin’ Y/N, Your just…” He paused, thinking of the right words,

“More, articulated than we are, if that's the right word,”

Wally of course had to share his opinion while Howdy was talking, ruining the one opportunity for you to be calmed down.

“faster too, why do they make you so fast anyways,”

Ignoring Wally again, you responded to Howdy, you felt a little less flustered at his clarification,

“Well, I have bones- ah, I guess wires would be more accurate for you guys, and… harder stuffing, that makes my legs and fingers move as they do,”

Howdy gave you a closed-eyed smile before returning to idly chatting with Barnaby, you hadn't even noticed Barnaby stopped staring, Julie focused her attention now on your hands as she grabbed and gently moved your fingers around.

You didn't mind the feeling so you just let her have her fun as you focused back on Frank,

“Ahem, Yes, I meant no offence Y/N, Thank you for answering. Now, If you don't mind me asking How did you get here?”

Just as you had thought all eyes were off of you, Barnaby and Howdys chat ended and they both seemed to tune into the conversation you and Frank were having, even Eddie seemed eager to know.

“Ah.. well, I don't really know myself,”

You had to lie. Lying to Howdy made you feel bad but this just felt necessary, Wallys staring provided you no help though, you felt as if he could see through you.

“One minute I was walking my dog and the next I was here, I don't know what happened to my dog of course,”

You feigned being sad, even going as far as creasing your eyebrows to further the effect. Julie at least bought it and moved to put her hand on your shoulder in consolation,

“ ‘M sure if they're anything like you Y/N they're doin' just fine!”

You gave Julie a smile, you turned away from her looking back at Frank and you heard her mutter something,

“Who knows maybe they found puppet dogs..!”

Okay, she made you laugh a little, she really reminded you of your cousins that would visit during the holidays. Your audible laugh made Wally's smile grow wider as if that was possible.

“I like your laugh, it's very nice..”

You knew he was probably trying to be nice but you couldn't help not responding, choosing to offer him a smile as well instead of outwardly thanking him. You weren't impolite but you didn't particularly like his vibes, he gave you a feeling of Deja Vu you couldn't quite place.

“I was though really freaked out when I got here, I didn't know where I was and puppets aren't exactly.. Sentient like you all where I'm from.”

Frank took great interest in that, vigorously returning to writing as Howdy let out a small laugh from the kitchen barstool he sat at,

“You can say that again! When you saw me you looked as if you saw a ghost, kickin’ an screamin’ too as I tried to help ya!”

The memory of the previous day hit you and you realized one key flaw in the story you told them all just now.

You told Howdy you were looking for your cat.

If he had noticed he gave no clue about it, his face holding the same smile it always had with his dark green blush still present. You hoped he didn't notice, that would be awkward considering you were staying with him for the foreseeable future.

You tried your best to hide your realization by feigning a laugh as you continued to speak,

“Haha, yeah… I was a bit shocked but you all seem very friendly,”

Eddie smiled and spoke for the first time since he had arrived,

“Your very pleasant yourself Y/N! Even if we did literally run into each other first meeting!”

You laughed along with Eddie, he was probably one of the people you felt you could genuinely trust here. You didn't know if that was because you genuinely liked him or if it was because he looked most like a human, maybe both?

“You're a swell kid’ Y/N!” Barnaby also spoke as he shuffled back into the living room with a plate of cookies, as he set them down he gave you a genuinely warm smile,

“You can stay as long as you need while we figure’ out a way to getcha’ home!”

He moved one of his big paws across Wallys' head to ruffle your hair, making a mess out of it. Not like he could do any more damage than what's been done, of course, you haven't had a proper hair brush in a day or two.

You stuck your tongue out at the Blue dog once he had finished messing up your hair, your hands quickly making work of trying to somewhat fix it before Wally let out a laugh,

“ha ha ha, would you like some of my hair product neighbour? it may help the tangles,”

…Alright that threw you for a loop. You had expected Wally to need some sort of hair product, especially with his pompadour, but you hadn't expected him to notice you needed help with yours so quickly.

“Uh sure Wally, that would be great actuall-”

Before you could finish Julie was again on your arm like a child with their mother, jumping up from her spot on the floor as she made deadly eye contact with Wally,

“I wanna do their hair! We could have a Spa day Y/N! Doesn't that sound fun?”

“ha ha, Julie i think Y/N would rather have me style their hair..”

Were they fighting to spend time with you..? You turned to Wally and saw the same pleased smile on his face that was always there, but there seemed to be a light eyebrow crease on his face, even if he had none.

You turned to Frank and Eddie for help, but Eddie and Frank were too focused on each other it seemed, with Frank holding Eddie's hand as he showed him the notes he was taking..

..Gay puppets, ‘good for them’ you thought. Your last hope being Howdy and Barnaby… Who where gone and cooking something in the kitchen?

With a sigh you felt something grabbing at your other arm, seeing Wally holding on while staring Julie down, If you didn't do something soon they might just fight to see who gets to have human time.

“Uh… how about we all hang out?”

Julie finally stopped basically baring her teeth at Wally and looked at you, her eyes sparkling with excitement again,

“We could have a Group Spa day!!”

…Okay yeah that worked! Maybe through that, you could understand Wally a bit more in the process,

“Mhm! Though Wally for now I would maybe like a hairbrush at least until we could do the Spa day,”

Wally looked at you with his black eyes and nodded, his smile never ceasing, he did though seem entranced by the way your skin felt under his hands, his little felt fingers tapping on your arm.

“of course neighbour! ill grab it and run it to howdy tonight,”

His sleepy eyelids drooped again now that he had relaxed at the prospect of a joint spa day, Happy to have eased the tension between the two you looked at the clock that was on Barnabys' wall.

“It is getting a bit late though, So Julie is it okay if we do it tomorrow? I think i would enjoy it properly when im not tired”

Julie shook her head excited as always,

“Of course of course! I'll go home right now and prepare!”

She sprang up and went for the door, not before announcing her leave, even if she was excited she was also polite to Barnabys' hospitality.

Howdy emerged with Barnaby close behind, he took a look at the clock and made eye contact with you from across the room,

“Ya ready to call it a night Y/N?”

Howdy was an angel incarnate you decided. You nodded and stood from the couch, Wally at the loss of your arm stared at his hand, seemingly startled by how the feeling of warmth left his fingers.

“Yeah! Thank you for inviting me over Barnaby, and it was a pleasure to meet you Frank,”

You held your hand out for him to shake, and he returned the handshake..

…Though he held on a bit longer than expected, he seemed to be analyzing your hands, Eddie being the kind soul he was gently tapped Frank and he let go.

You left Barnabys, following Howdy as you both walked back to the Bugdega.

As you passed the red house with eyes you walked faster and stayed a bit closer to Howdy than normal, Howdy paid no mind to it though as he seemed to be lost in his own head, he stared at the stars with his lower arms crossed while his upper tapped his chin.

“...Something on your mind Howd’s?”

Your stomach dropped as he looked at you with a worried expression taking hold of his features, he was one of the few with eyebrows so it was easy to tell when he was distraught.

“Just a small thing… truthfully its nothing!”

He knew, didn't he?

“Look I'm sorry Howdy, it just slipped my mind and i-”

“It's okay! I just thought humans had to eat consistently or they would struggle to walk?”

…what

Your confusion must have been evident as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, which was probably the best he could do at the height difference.

“When we get back to the Bugdega im makin’ sure you eat! Even if I'm not the best cook,”

You let out a laugh of relief, Howdy was just concerned because you hadn't eaten. Oh bless his heart, this man was probably the walking definition of sweet as candy.

The rest of the walk to Howdys shop was enveloped in a comforting silence, The red house being long forgotten behind you now.

It didn't forget you though.

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Howdy will swear up and down he's not a good cook but the dinner he made you proved otherwise. For a man who held no taste buds himself he cooked a damn good Spaghetti.

You sat on your cot restless as the grandfather clock ticked on and on, you knew by now Howdy was asleep in his room, which you had now learned was connected by the small hallway branching off of the living room you were in.

He didn't wrap you completely this time but he offered to tuck you in, he meant well of course but you simply blushed and politely declined. You had a feeling if he tucked you in you wouldn't be able to move at all, and maybe that was the reason why he did it?

Either way, you put it you were still awake in his living room, not able to sleep. Wally had never brought you a hairbrush and the mats that were forming in your hair were uncomfortable.

So with cautious steps, you walked back up the stairs to go to the bathroom, aiming to get a few sips of water from the sink before you tried to rest again. You got your water and smoothed down your hair again, your nails getting caught in the knots that formed in the back.

However, even after doing that, you didn't feel like going to sleep, as you walked out into the Shop you lay your head down on the smooth, cold counter.

You don't know what was so nice about this counter but it felt well-loved and cold. Even at times like these, you preferred sleeping on top of a cold pillow.. Or counter in your case.

As you lay there and daydreamed for a moment or two, you felt a small thought nagging at the back of your head,

Did your jacket always have this many pockets?

You had owned this jacket for years, of course, it was your favourite after all, especially for when you and your friends would go on adventures.

That's why you liked it so much, it could hold a lot while still letting you move around quickly.

As you felt around your jacket and smoothed out any sections that felt off, you heard something crinkle as your hand passed over one more time for good measure.

With curious eyes, you opened your jacket to look at the inside pockets, and it looked like it was… sewn shut?

That was odd. The only person who owned sewing kits that you knew of was Howdy, and he wasn't the type of guy to go in your clothes. And even then, why would he stitch up a pocket?

You picked at the stitching though and were able to pull whatever was sealed inside out, suddenly everything came back all at once.

Like a suppressed memory you remembered why the house was so familiar. And why Wally staring shook you to your core.

He was the one who sent you here.

He had to be. After all, he has been giving you awful feelings of Deja Vu since you arrived, not to mention he practically sent you into a PTSD episode the first night you met.

Lost in your panicked thoughts as you unfolded the papers, you heard a knocking at the Store door, only to see Wally Standing there.

It was late in the night. You were terrified and alone.

Except you weren't, Howdy was just downstairs, and you knew this now.

The knocking began again as you looked back at the doors, He held something in his hand, and you didn't care to find out what it was. In the shadows, he looked like nothing more than a figure with eyes, and you weren't going to find out what he wanted.

You frantically flung the office door open as you ran through, practically tripping on your own feet as a cold sweat went down your spine. The metal door hit the wall with a loud “BANG”.

You heard the glass doors of Howdys shop opening as you ran, damn Howdy for not locking his doors!

You ran down the steps as fast as you could, and you weren't one to invade a man's privacy but you had no choice.

You ran to where Howdys door was and knocked frantically, you had no clue what time it was but you knew by now Howdy was definitely asleep.

You heard shuffling both behind and in front of you as you desperately held onto Howdys door handle, seconds away from opening it yourself before Howdy opened it, clearly still groggy and startled.

“Y/N..? Whats wron-?”

Before he could finish his sentence though you shot behind him, moving under his arms to get into his room before finally falling and breaking into hyperventilating.

Howdy must not have seen anything because before you knew it he was shutting the door and clicking on a lamp, as he crouched in front of you his arms where held in the air, almost as if he was approaching a frightened animal.

“Woah! Woah love’bug, calm down your alright,”

You sat up from your spot on the floor and with a paranoid mind hugged Howdy tight, still sobbing into his pyjama shirt, terrified.

“Its alright, Your okay, Bad dream?”

…You didn't want to explain to Howdy what had happened, yet. So you simply nodded and curled into his touch, you felt like a child.

“Your okay. Get some shut-eye Y/N, Your safe.”

Without much complaint, you nodded off as Howdy scooped you up off the ground and placed you on his bed, the last touch you felt being his hand on your head as you dozed off into a peaceful sleep.

The feeling of eyes was gone for now.

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WOOO TWO POSTS IN ONE DAY WOOOO

In all seriousness, I'm so happy you've all been enjoying my writing <3 Hoping to have some requests done this week!

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zukkaoru · 7 days

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Hi, same anon as before haha, could you ever make a post about visually impaired/blind dazai?

ooo yes i do love the idea of dazai being blind in one eye/otherwise visually impaired. personally i am biased towards him having a prosthetic eye but this is just because of an inside joke with my sister sfdgfhj anyway have some thoughts (specifically based off dazai being blind in one eye/having one prosthetic eye):

for a while, ranpo is the only one in the ada who knows bc dazai is very good at hiding it. they don't say anything bc it's not their business, but they do try to make sure they either approach dazai on his left or make their footsteps loud enough that dazai can clearly hear them coming

yosano is second to figure it out bc she's a doctor. but she only catches on to the fact that dazai is somehow visually impaired and doesn't figure out the specifics until later

kunikida figures it out after a case where dazai gets injured bc the attacker came at him on his blind side and there was too much other commotion going on for him to hear them approach

obviously he's like why would you not tell me this!!!! it's KIND OF IMPORTANT!!!!!

dazai brushes it off like "haha i just forget everyone else has two working eyes :P" but really he. didn't want to expose any weaknesses to the agency members until he knew they could be trusted

after that it's treated sort of like an open secret at the ada. no one really talks about it, but yosano, ranpo, and kuni all do their best to cover dazai's blind side whenever they can. even if 98% of the time he doesn't need it

for a while, junichirou, kenji, atsushi, and kyouka have no idea. bc no one ever talks about it, the older ada members sort of. just. forget the younger ones would have no way of knowing.

so probably they find out when dazai makes some dumb joke about it. and they're all like HELLO????? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU ONLY HAVE ONE FUNCTIONING EYE!?

chuuya ofc knows and has known since they were like fifteen. they also always did their best to cover dazai's blind side when they worked with him (this i think is canon to some extent,, a lot of official art has chuuya on dazai's blind side during their pm days when his eye was bandaged)

most of the rest of the mafia had no idea what was wrong with dazai's eye (or if there even was anything wrong with it) but also,, no one was going to just ask. mori is the only other person in the pm who knows what happened

dazai likes to joke that he and kunikida have "one working eye total between the two of them" bc kunikida's eyesight is pretty bad without his glasses

most of the agency members walk loud enough that dazai can hear them coming so he isn't caught off guard regardless of which direction they approach from. the one exception to this is kyouka. she has scared him on multiple occasions by approaching from the right. once she realizes what the issue is, she does her best to approach from the left

ranpo does occasionally try to bribe her to sneak up on dazai bc they think it's funny to see him try to mask his surprise. she may have given in once or twice. but only because they promised to buy her crepes.

nikolai & dazai visually impaired worsties,,

^^ they both make jokes about it all the time, bouncing back and forth off each other. everyone around them is annoyed and no one thinks it's funny at all but neither of them care

okay this got longer than i was planning so i'll end here but. yes <3

#i do think abt dazai with a prosthetic eye quite a bit..... i love him #dazai osamu #bsd #bungou stray dogs #asks #anon asks

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cerastes · 2 years

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Look, man, I’m sorry, Shalem is just a mobius strip of comedy to me, the guy was putting SO much effort to not having a backstory and just being Bob from accounting that the comedy part of Crimson Solitaire’s tragicomedy is definitely Shalami.

My man was SO dedicated to the bit of being Just Some Dude that he even mastered the art of being Vanilla Flan: Nice, pleasant, but unremarkable. Everyone that knew him in Rhodes Island had nothing but praise for the guy, a helpful guy with deep Arts knowledge and logistics know-how to pretty much help you out with anything, a real Bob The Builder sort, a walking GameFAQs, the wiki to anything you needed sorted. Dude was just logistics personnel, not even a fighter, he helped the pre-mission prep, made sure everyone had their toolkits and sandwiches and mission objectives and off they went! A truly normal ass man!

The funniest part to me is that he was so dedicated to the bit of being normal that he didn’t even want to appear in the game: In Phantom’s Record some time ago, Mint is snooping around books with info that inevitably leads to knowledge of Gaul, a bit of Phantom’s past, and the Crimson Troupe. Then, she talks to an unnamed, unshown, unseen, unremarkable, explicitly Phidia Operator that very cordially and very kindly, in words far less thorny, told her “better back that ass up before you get it eaten” because she was reading up on some stuff you REALLY don’t want certain people knowing you know. This is one of those things that it’s better if you don’t know what it did. And Mint was like “Oh, alright, cool” but still wanted to know what it did.

Then Phantom goes full Drakengard and he gets the mission on his terminal that says “hey, Phantom went full Drakengard, you gotta find him”.

Now, MIND YOU, Shalami Pastrami here was also from the Troupe, this much you obviously know. He was no Blood Diamond, but he still was a true and tried performer of the Troupe that had what it took to walk the walk and talk the talk, the thing IS, however, that he very much did NOT want to walk the walk, so when he got told “hey man okay so your Performance, haha, today is to turbo murder this person”, Shalem walked 98% of that walk, had his target bound and ready to slaughter, and at the end, at that pivotal 2%, he said “THIS IS NOT FINE” and instead unbound the person, gave them the knife, and fffffucked right the hell off into the barrens where he was pursued by ex-coworkers who didn’t quite like what he did, but Shalem shows us that even if life comes at you fast, you can actually outrun it if you aren’t bitchmade, so Shalem outrunned his backstory to the surprise of I think everyone involved in the situations, the narrative included.

And also ALSO MIND YOU x2, one day he was happily doing logistic works and flipping switches and coordinating stuff for a mission when, suddenly, his not-at-all-keen normal regular dude eyes spot, over yonder, a wonder: Lucian the Blood Fucking Diamond himself, looking RIGHT at him. Understandably, Shalem pissed and shitted himself mentally, turned 360 degrees, and moonran the absolute twice-cooked fuck out of there, splitting off from the team and just sort of going AWOL. He was like that one black cat from old Looney Toons that keeps trying to outrun Pepe Le Pew:

No matter how far he ran, how many times he changed clothes, how matter how many times he hid, Lucian was there. Shalem would be like “I’ll hide under in this trash bin”, and he’d open it and Lucian would be there with an empty sardine tin on his head, Shalem would run away at normal guy velocity and hide in a bathroom stall, but then he’d turn around and Lucian was there like “hey man, can a guy have some space?”, it was a whole ass no joke all whistles and bells episode of Pepe Le Pew right up until Shalem finally arrived at Rhodes Island and thought himself “oh whew wowee, that sure was scary!” and then the HR guy was like “Oh, hey, Shalem! Good to see you are still normal! You’re just in time to say hi to your new coworker!”

AND GUESS WHO THE COWORKER IS

THAT’S RIGHT

PEPE LE FUCKING PEW

EXCEPT HIS CODENAME IS PHANTOM NOW

After recovering from being sent through six reinforced walls DBZ Broly punch style by how on the nose Lucian’s codename was, Shalem made like a shy kid when their parents have guests over and ABSOLUTELY FUCKING BLOCKADED HIMSELF in his room. Ain’t NO one that can get this guy outta there now, not even a squad of six E2 Folinics could’ve gotten this guy out of his room, nope, no way, Pepe is out there.

So with all this context in mind, imagine you are this dude that has managed to outrun his backstory like three times now, very harshly learning the very important lesson that Backstory is more of a persistence predator than a sprinter, seeing his personal terminal unironically and without an ounce of fucking irony and also completely bereft of any gram of irony bleeping like BEEP BEEP YOU GOTTA SAVE PHANTOM LE PEW.

And it is at this point, at THIS POINT ONLY, it took his Backstory trying this fucking hard, for Shalem to say “FINE”, have a portrait, become playable, look at his Backstory straight in the eye, yell “BLOCK THIS OVERHEAD” and, for the first time in his life, run at his Backstory.

And that’s why we have Crimson Solitaire: Because a guy who only wanted to be normal was denied his most fervent wish despite his very fast legs, and so his only recourse was to, at least temporarily, embrace the fact that his special move is, in fact, to set himself on fire and kill absolutely everyone else in the room and then himself, which ranks pretty low on the Normal scale and that’s why he doesn’t use it too much, but this whole Troupe and Lucian business really fucking tried him and he’s well out of Adderall to compensate.

#arknights #shalem #phantom #crimson solitaire

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multiverse-imagines · 3 months

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A/N: Haha! I'm alive, I swear! Have this thing I made!

Bad Omen

Millions Knives x Reader (not romantic, but could in in sequels, idk yet)

(TriMax/98 adjacent, not biblically accurate)

I don't think I remember much from the destruction of July. I couldn't have been more than 3 of 4 at the time; That's hardly a time most people have memories of. I don't remember the face of my parents, what their voices sound like, though I still think I hear it on the wind of those chilly desert nights. That's not my point, though.

The earliest memory I have is of a man who I don't know, and have seen a few times since. He was a tall blond man, his face was so serene… yet there was a fury behind it. I can never remember where I was, or what I was doing, but I remember his lean figure that I spotted underneath his tan cloak, he had clothes unlike I'd ever seen before. White, skin tight, and the boots seemed to go all the way up from what I could see. My eyes were wide at the sheer power that seemed to flow off of him… and I watched as he walked away. That's the whole memory.

I'm not sure how I survived the blast that seemed to take over the entire town. I lost my right arm from the elbow down, and I still have knee problems from the brick wall that nearly crushed me. As I recovered in a nearby hospital, not really knowing how I got there, I couldn't help but make myself remember that man. That strange blond man… When the officers came by, asking about a blond man in a long coat, I said that I'd seen him. When they showed me a picture, though, the hair was all wrong, the face was all happy and goofy. That wasn't the guy I saw.

When I tried to explain to them that this wasn't the guy, they didn't take the word of a toddler. No surprise, honestly. They said this man was called Vash the Stampede, but I knew, in my heart, that that wasn't the name of the man I saw that day. The man who had full intentions of ending the city of July that day.

These days I can't help but keep an eye out for him. Vash or the mystery man. Why had The Stampede been in the same place as the other on that day? Did the man I saw have something to do with it? I felt it in my bones that he did… The man of my memories had gone to meet The Stampede… it's just part of the fury I distinctly remembered… His gaze both haunts me and motivates me. I feel like I have to find him, I thought, shortly after my ninth birthday.

When I was ten, I ran away from the orphanage. I had done all I could to stock up on a couple of canteens of water, plenty of snacks, and I even managed to swipe an old pocket knife from one of the people who worked there.

From there, I found a home wherever someone would take pity on me. My first home taught me how to shoot a gun, gifting me a small pistol, and he taught me the importance of only taking a life when it was absolutely necessary. After the man died trying to quell a bar fight, I moved on to the next town. I lived with a woman who’d lost her son within the past few years, but I quickly grew tired of her coddling, so I packed my bag and left before I turned 13. It was about that time, when I saw something incredible. I had been making a little money cleaning tables in a restaurant of some town when I saw him. The guy. The guy I had seen all those years ago. He hadn't aged a day, and still walked with that serene bloodlust.

If it weren't for the fact that my entire body was frozen in place, I would have run after him. It was so odd. I didn't fear him, I guess, but… something in his walk was telling my instincts that I should not be near him. Once he was out of sight, I fell over, taking the small pile of dishes I'd been carrying with me. It's okay I had been fired that day because… well that town didnt exist by the time my next shift would have started. I saw a second blond man who wore a long red coat, the one from the wanted posters, The Stampede. I had been on my way out of town when I saw him, and I had a strange feeling that with those two in the same vicinity, the town wouldn't last much longer.

Another few years passed, and most people didn't believe my story. A blond man that wasn't the Stampede, bringing death and destruction in his wake. Even with my lost arm, and birthplace of Lost July, no one believed a 15 year old kid. Even those I stayed with hardly believed me.

It had been about 25 years since my hometown was destroyed when I saw the man next. I was making my way through another town, doing some work for a local mover. What did he move? None of your business.

It took every ounce of energy I had to get myself to move my own feet as I felt the familiar paralysis of his presence. I ran in his direction, being careful to approach.

“H-Hey!” I said as nonthreateningly as I could, not wanting to spook, who I believed to be, the real typhoon. The calm before the storm, maybe. He stopped walking, and turned to look at me. The amount of disdain in his eyes, as if I was nothing more than a worm in his presence… It was terrifying.

“What do you want?” He asked curtly, but I could hear his annoyance.

“I… I r-remember you…” I managed to stammer out, “F-From July…” I did my best to explain, but he was… even scarier up close than from a distance. He glanced me over, noticing my prosthetic arm, and a ghost of a smile shadowed across his face, as if revisiting a memory, or an old friend.

“I see… a little pest like you has survived this long… astounding…” he whispered. A long pause stretched between us. Who was this man? Why was he here?

“Every time I see you… the town gets destroyed… will that be… the case this time?” I was still petrified to speak to him. His eyes burned into mine despite its cool color.

“Perhaps.” He spoke bluntly.

“And… Vash the Stampede… did he really destroy July? Or was it you?” I managed to ask the question that had been burning in my brain for a quarter of a century.

“It was him, indeed… he just…needed a little coaxing to destroy those pests…” his voice was like Bourbon, and yet the malice he held towards these pests, who I expected was humanity, was more than just an aftertaste. If he hated humanity this badly… was he human himself, or something else? Was the Humanoid Typhoon only Humanoid as well?

“I… I see…” my eyes lowered to the ground. I kind of wanted him to be the one who destroyed my home, casting me into this life of wandering the sands, and phantom pains of memories I no longer own, “Do you… cause him to destroy?” I asked, wondering if he was merely the eye of the storm I had also theorized, the bad omen of destruction that no one noticed pass by them before The Stampede left a city in rubble.

“I do whatever I can to make him see how useless it all is… so he can finally stop resisting me, and rule this planet alongside me, in an Eden not meant for likes of you.” He said curtly. I got the feeling he was becoming… impressed, with how much I was able to fathom speaking with him. I could tell he was getting bored with our conversation, and he was beginning to walk away without so much as a goodbye.

“Who is The Stampede to you?” I managed to blurt out without thinking. I’d never met The Stampede before, but I needed to know how the two coincide together.

“He's my brother.” The man continued walking, as if he had somewhere to be… as if the show was about to begin.

I booked it out of that town, trying my best not to run through the sand, as it would only slow my pace with its inconsistent traction.

The Stampede passed by, this time, a few people with him. A man in black with a large cross, and two ladies, one short one tall. I had to say something. Anything to tell him. That his brother was there. I wracked my brain as I saw them approach, and I finally managed to say something as I passed, still eager to get as far away from Augusta as I could.

“It's a bad day for a family reunion, Sir.” I glanced up to the orange spectacles of The Stampede. His gaze grew dark, as if my message had gotten through.

Once night had fallen, I saw a massive light in the sky, and I saw it hit the fifth Moon, casting a giant crater in it. The phantom pain in my arm told me all I needed to know. Augusta was no more.

#trigun #millions knives #millions knives x reader #knives x reader #vash the stampede

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hawkzeyes · 21 days

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hey i'm so sorry i know you've linked to it probably a million times but i can't find it: can i have the link to your hawkeye reading list pleaseee and thank you 🥳

Hi Hi!! Please never apologize for asking I have the most unorganized blog in all hawkeye accounts LMFAOOO so not being able to find recs in here is understandable

Im assuming you mean Clint, but just in case not I will add Kate's in at the end!

So First of course is this icon's first appearance in

Tales of Suspense #57 (1964) - (he also shows up a few more times in tales of suspense but obviously this is the most important one!)

The Avengers #16 (1965) is when he joins and becomes our favorite little Avenging Archer (forewarning he is a little shit here. His favroite pass time in the beginning is driving Steve up a wall. I personally find this dynamic very funny but some dont)

He is with the Avengers for a really long time. Like more than 150+ comics(he isn't Hawkeye the whole time though as he does have a little bit I believe that starts in Avengers #63-#98 where he is Goliath. He comes back to us as Hawkeye in Avenger #99)

Hawkeye (1983) is his first solo ever! It's a mini series but its one of my personal favroites!

West Coast Avengers (1984)- this is where we get to see him take lead in a brand new team in California!

The West Coast Avengers (1985)- this is just a contitnuation of the previous mentioned!

Solo Avengers (1987)- We find out more tea about Clint's life prior to avenging here

He stays with the West Coast Avengers for a hot minute before we get his second solo

Hawkeye (1994) he's reaaaaal tough guy big feelings in this one

then he shows up in Avengers again in 1995 (yeah I know but hey he is the avenging archer so that's where youre gonna find him the most) He even gets a new lil fit and everything (he looks like he belongs in a boyband and I love it)

Thunderbolts (1998) is where Clint shows up ( in 2001 I believe) and takes over the team! He essentially helps try to guide them into being a good hero team and if I remember correctly I think its either #74-#75 where he leaves the Thunderbolts (I can't remember exactly I'm sorry)

Hawkeye (2003)- a third solo!!! look at our little guy go!!!

Then he... well he dies LMFAOOO in Avengers (2004) and the Clint Barton you knew and love is about to change forever

The New Avengers #26 (2006) if i remember correctly and it's.. well it's a sad one and he isn't the lovely Hawkeye when he comes back either. This is where Clint becomes Ronin, which is a rather dark time for Clint.

Secret Invasion (2008) This is also sad im sorry LMFAOOO Clint's morals are tested often as Ronin

The New Avengers (2009) Again he is ronin here so if youre looking for Clint just as Hawkeye he isn't here but don't worry he is back as Hawkeye soon enough

New Avengers: The Reunion (2009) whooooo's he getting a reunon with ;)

Hawkeye & Mockingbird (2010) guess what, that's who he got a reunion with I LOVE THIS COMIC

Widowmaker (2010) is basically a continue on of ^ with Nat involved

Avengers: Solo (2011) CLINT!!!! AS!!! HAWKEYE!!! Doin Hawkeye shit

Hawkeye: Blindspot (2011) do you like family angst? Good. Here. Have the family angst.

There is an event going on around this time called Fear Itself that he is involved in and also he is in Secret Avengers (2012) starting #21 or #22 where he becomes the leader.

Hawkeye (2012) We all know and love this bad boy. You could fit so many tears into it.

Secret Avengers (2013) again??? yes again.

Secret Avengers (2014) haha yeah again

Hawkeye Vs Deadpool (2014) it's fun! it's cute! Wade makes me laugh and he has a soft spot for the Hawkeyes

All-New Hawkeye (2015) there is some retconning done here

I don't wanna talk about Civil War II (2016) it makes me really sad LMFAOOO but yes he is in it and it should be read because well.. he makes a BIGGGGGG choice here that I feel has def echoed in his characterization since and has caused lots of misleading beliefs about Clint

Occupy Avengers (2016) Woooooooh I like this one it's fun

Secret Empire (2017) He is in it if I remember correctly but I grouch about this whole concept because I thought it was stupid. It gives the same energy as "What if Superman was evil" and I'm sure as a DC fan you know how annoying that concept is.

Generations: Hawkeye(2017) This is soooo cute I love this one. Kate meets a younger Clint in it and they run around together

Tales of Suspense #101 (2018) This will never not make me laugh. Him and Bucky working together is always funny

He is also involved in Kate's Hawkeye run during this time but I've got that on her list

West Coast Avengers (2018) I liked this. I love when Kate and Clint work together and I liked seeing the nods to the original WCA

Hawkeye: Freefall (2020) crying puking throwing up it's so good and fun until it's not fun anymore

Black Widow (2020) Not my favroite run for Nat... feels like the tone is off but he is in it

Thunderbolts (2022) I liked this...would have been super cool if Marvel had kept it as a continuing run because I feel like it didn't get to finish it's story. I'm still sour about it.

NOW obviously this is not everything ever he has ever been in and I'm certainly not perfect enough to have read every. single. appearance. So please forgive me if I missed something important cause sometimes my brain is not so greeat with memory.

x Kate Reading List!

#clint barton #hawkeye #reading list #clint beloved

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⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ kim sunoo | s. you finally begin to ignore your academic rival which causes him to start acting a little differently when he sees you getting close with another guy in the school ! | p. gn!reader x rival!sunoo x student!jungwon ! | w. arguing ! | r. requested ! | g. angsty teen romance ! | wc. ~1.0k !

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it’s been going on since the third grade. the back and forth bickering about who has better grades, who is the teachers favorite, and the final decision of whom will be the valedictorian at the end of your senior year.

you and sunoo are known rivals at the school, the pretty boy with good grades and you, just the one with good grades. you weren’t a loser per say but you weren’t really popular; but that didn’t matter to you when your main focus was beating sunoo.

“i got a 101, haha.” sunoo said slamming his paper in-front of you.

but it has gotten tiring, the arguing and the useless comparing of grades especially when it drained every ounce of brain matter you had. “okay sunoo, i don’t care.”

sunoo proceeded to roll his eyes and walk away sitting with his friends talking about their grades. the teacher finally finished passing around the grades tests and went back to her desk to address the class, “congrats on averaging 95 on the test guys, was the test too easy or are you guys just insanely smart?” the teacher congratulated. “because of this i’ll give you guys a free period to do whatever you need, if you want to talk to me i’ll be at my desk.”

the class nodded collectively and went back to their talking and you stayed at your desk on your phone. this was usually the time you and sunoo would be bickering but you’ve finally put a stop to it. you hear someone take the seat besides you and quickly you snap, “can you just leave me alone sunoo?”

a finger pushes your phone down, “not sunoo.” the boy says smiling.

you put your phone down and turn your head to the boy, “you’re jungwon right?”

the boy nods and smiles, “i know, you might think sunoo sent me over here but that’s not the case.”

you nod and purse your lips thinking, “then? what’s your case.”

“i just thought it would be nice to expand my friend group.” jungwon tells you jokingly. “no seriously, you look lonely here why don’t we get to know each other, i never really got to talk to you because of the rivalry but i don’t really care about that anymore.”

that’s how the two of you became friends within the matter of seconds. jungwon wasn’t competitive like sunoo, and he didn’t let grades effect him in any way shape or form. the bell soon rang and you stand up with the boy waving good bye, “y/n can i talk to you for a second?” the teacher called over as everyone left the class.

you walk to the teacher, “yes?”

“you usually get hundreds on my tests, is something going on?” she asks politely.

“is a 98 not good enough?” you question with a slight attitude. “i would study until my fingers went numb from flipping pages, i think a 98 is perfectly fine.”

“i was just wondering because you’ve gotten straight As all your life.” the teacher said smiling. “if you ever need someone to talk to we’re always here.”

“yeah, thank you but i’m fine.” you conclude leaving the class to be stopped by sunoo.

“you got a 98?” sunoo snickers.

you bite your tongue back and walk away from the boy. which quite frankly left him shocked considering you’ve never let him step all over you.

» ts

jungwon and you have definitely grown closer after a few weeks, and sunoo has grown bitter at how you’ve been ignoring his snarky remarks. you continued to get good grades but the thought of bragging and fighting for the number one spot no longer floated around in your brain.

“i brought you lunch.” jungwon says taking a seat besides you in the cafeteria unpacking his lunch putting a box in front of you.

“always so sweet.” you tell him opening the box to reveal a very appetizing meal.

sunoo soon took the sit in front of the two of you and sighed, “stealing my friends since you’re getting bad grades now?”

you scoff and roll your eyes, "you've been pestering me all week for what? because i'm friends with jungwon, because i don't feel like arguing anymore? can't you just grow up?"

"i'm going to excuse myself, i'll find you after lunch y/n." jungwon cautioned standing up with his lunch to go sit with his other friends who stared into the backs of sunoo and yours head.

"i think i'm going to go too." you say rolling your eyes ready to stand up before sunoo grabbed a hold of your wrist.

"wait."

you sigh and sit back down, "what do you want sunoo, i'm tired of this."

"why'd you stop?" he asks dropping the smug look on his face, "why'd you stop competing with me, why'd you start ignoring me, why aren't we the same."

"why does it matter, it's not like we're friends."

"i would say we were like, frenemies." sunoo jokes. "it was fun having someone to bicker with, i never hated you y/n."

"i never hated you either, but recently you've been a real dick sunoo." you fumed.

"i like you." sunoo admits quickly covering his mouth as he saw your eyes widen. "i know it's sudden, and it's weird, but i've always liked you, and seeing you get close with jungwon when it could've been me, well it made me bitter."

"me and jungwon? never happening." you laugh, "i like you too sunoo but you should learn to control your jealousy."

» ts

was it really a surprise to anyone when they noticed how much closer and friendlier the two of you have gotten? (no, it was rhetorical)

and it wasn't any more of a surprise when the two of you walked into the building laughing while holding hands. from academic rivals to enemies to friends to lovers

from third grade up until now and you've finally got this boy locked under you.

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