#and 'youre not one of THEM tho its one race- the human race!' is jumped over like the floor is made of lava

[attic-club-sandwich]

Summary: MC wakes one night to a familiar problem. Someone else is also awake at that hour and he comes to comfort them. A short drabble about MC getting their period for the first time since regaining their human form in the Devildom

Leviathan x afab!MC

CW: MC has a vagina and menstruates. Period content.

Part 1: Mammon

Part 2: Lucifer

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This one is probs my fave so far eeee

Only Human

Being stuck as a sheep in the Devildom was hard, but you were beginning to think that being a human in the Devildom was even harder. Since you regained your human form, your body had started to go back to its normal functions, which included your first monthly cycle since being human in the Devildom.  

Your sleep was interrupted all night long due to the dull ache of cramps in your lower abdomen…unfortunately you knew that ache well. Your period had started in the middle of the night, and you had completely forgotten to get any sort of products for it. Not that you even knew how to go about asking any of the demon brothers. You reach over to your bedside table to check your phone. Squinting, you could make out that it read 3 a.m. Of course. You sigh, kicking the covers off of yourself and head to the bathroom.  As you sit on the toilet contemplating your next move, your phone buzzes. Who would be up at this hour? You thought as you reached for your phone once again. You had a text message from him.

“Hey, MC are you up? I can’t sleep. Wanna watch some anime with me?” “I can bring some DVDs to your room”

“Come on, don’t be a normie and be asleep already!”

Levi may be the admiral of hell’s navy, but he was the king of double texting. You smiled softly as you stared at the screen and began typing out your response to the Third Born. 

“Hi Levi I’m awake no need to call me a normie, I'm offended.”

“Also, that sounds wonderful but I’m feeling pretty sick right now.”

You hit send and immediately the “read” notification appeared underneath your messages. It usually doesn’t take Levi very long to answer. A few seconds go by and you receive another message.

“Whaaat? I’ll be there right away! Hang on!” “I’m still bringing the DVDs tho”

You giggle and make your way out of your bathroom to sit on the bed. Your thoughts are racing at how you’ll explain the situation to Levi. Surely as a shut-in otaku he has no idea what a period is, does he? You put your face in your hands and sigh. This won’t be easy to explain. A knock on your door brings you back to reality and you jump up quickly. “C-Coming!” You make your way over to the door and open it just a crack to see Levi standing in his pajamas with his arms full of various DVDs and manga volumes. 

“H-Hi, um, so I couldn’t decide what I wanted to bring so I brought some options for us.”

You giggled and opened your door for him. “Come in, please before you drop all of those.” Levi graciously accepted your offer and entered your room. He set his collection down on your bed and began to file through it. “Okay so I brought the new Ruri-chan movie, since you haven’t seen it yet. Then I brought the manga volume that it’s based off of so we can read it together and get you caught up on what they didn’t include in the movie! Oh, also-” You laugh and interrupt his tangent. As much as you adored him rambling on about his passions, you really needed his assistance. “Levi, thank you so much, But what I really need right now isn’t exactly manga related…”

Levi’s excitement immediately ceased and his face dropped. “O-Oh god i’m so dumb, you said you weren’t feeling good! I’m so sorry, MC I just got so excited and-” You smiled and gently took his hand in yours. “No, Levi it’s okay. I um, well…I got my period and I really need some supplies for it and maybe some pain killers…I was a sheep for the first part of my stay here so I didn’t exactly have to worry about it…but now…” You trailed off, stealing a glance at the demon sitting next to you. You were expecting a blank stare from the boy who claims to be “shut in”, but to your surprise, Levi’s face was flushed and his amber eyes wide. “O-Oh…I-I um, don’t really know too much about that kind of thing but…w-well i mean i get the gist of it but um…” he stammered as he grabbed his laptop from his seat next to him on your bed. “...But I brought my laptop! Please use my Akuzon account and get anything you need!” He opened it up and brought up the Akuzon homepage and gently placed it in your lap. “Here! Make sure you hit express shipping…the Little D’s will deliver within hours. Please don’t worry about um, paying me back or anything. Really, it’s okay.” You blinked, your eyes threatening to spill tears. “L-Levi, thank you so much…” Levi smiled and put an arm around you, bringing you into an awkward hug. “D-Don’t mention it! I may not understand entirely what’s going on, but I really want to help…” You accepted his hug and allowed yourself to lean into him. With his arm still around you, you began to type your search into the Akuzon search bar. You let out a chuckle as you felt his face nuzzle into your hair.

“Oh, nice pajamas, by the way.” you smirked. 

Levi glanced down at the shirt he forgot he was wearing, which had a very large image of Ruri-chan blowing a kiss printed onto the front. “S-Shut up!” the demon stuttered, burying his red face further into your hair. “For that, I’m making you watch the new Ruri-chan movie as soon as you’re done!”

#cass writes #obey me writing #obey me fics #leviathan x mc #obey me leviathan #obey me fanfic #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date #reblogs appreciated #my posts

[sol-consort]

There was a 2d video game that's a slow race between a cat and a tortoise. The cat was wearing tiny professor clothes and walking on two legs while jumping from one wood log to another during the race. Meanwhile the tortoise didn't have any clothes but its shell, and it walked and moved on all 4 of its legs instead of two like the cat.

The game was a spin on the rabbit and turtle, except this time it was a race in duration rather than distance. The more you progressed during the race, the more visibly aged the two characters became. The cat grew a cute beard and had to use a walking stick as it neared the end of its life. The tortoise grew more wrinkly but was in a much better shape than the cat.

The cat never dies, even when their race surpasses current known year of history. The dev taking it upon themselves to show you how the future would look like through the various phases and different body modifications these two cartoonish animals get. Typical cyberpunk sci-fi stuff until you reach the final stage of the game.

What used to be two cute artoon animals have distorted so much to an unrecognisable degree. They're perfectly identical at the last stage of the race, turned into what look like big lanterns floating through the air. You wouldn't be able to tell who was who wasn't it for the cat's preference for red and the tortoise fondness for blue, which coloured each of their lanterns, respectively.

I was told at the end that this final stage was a reference to the cult the developer was a part of, the "shining" era of humanity where darkness looms and everyone has to carry a lantern everywhere. There was a group of 3 people talking about it around me as I stared at the floating lanterns on the screen, endlessly moving through the void and softlocking me from reaching a satisfying finish line because the shining era had no end. It was a doomsday cult.

For some reason the three people's knowledge about the cult started and ended around what the game showed despite how they subtly implied to be experts in this field of knowledge by their condcending demeanour while explaining it to me.

I remembered a 4chan post I've read months ago that I thought was just a shitpost attempt at creating a new meme. It was a fully detailed experiment on how to convert a human into a being of full light. It has mentioned the templars and talked about preparing for the darkness era, but it only left instructions on how to slowly expose your body "safely" to different radioactive elements until you too develop your own "natural" glow. If all fails, then you should set yourself on fire as a last measure of protection from whatever looms in the darkness since it'd be less painful.

Taking the chance to show off, I started telling them about this post I saw and describing the experiment. Their full attention was on me, they were eerily quiet but I was too focused on the chance to gloat about my knowledge to notice the way their eyes bulged out of their sockets.

My mouth wouldn't open. It was like I was talking through cotton, and I didn't know why. I clearly didn't have anything on my face, but my lips refused to part. It felt surreal to suddenly lose command of a part of your body without warning, no pain or anything.

And the three people wanted me to keep talking, they were getting closer, still silent and expression getting more angry the more I couldn't speak. I got irritated and attempted to rip an invisible mask from covering my mouth even tho I knew there was nothing, but it actually worked and I could talk again. In my hand laid a very large maggot like thing, invisible except for the way light reflected off of its wet surface. It was big enough to cover my entire mouth.

I didn't comprehend any of this, and oh, this is a dream, isn't it? That's when I woke up. Fully weirded out and not even remembering I fell asleep.

Like dude that dream was so weird, It even felt more like reality because I was playing that videogame that doesn't exist on a laptop. Someone else even showed me an article on their phone.

Like any normal person who was more than delighted at the chance of being a horror movie protagonist, I immediately googled the cult name, but when I actually got to typing it fucking slipped from my brain and I couldn't remember it.

I wrote this after waking up immediately because I didn't want to forget any of this, even now as I'm writing this the memories are getting foggy and I'm unsure of which part of this was even in my dream. There was a last part I wanted to urgently add but I genuinely can't remember anything about it except the urgency to reach it so I could write it down.

Googling templars with the word shining showed me nothing but articles about the movie the shining. Some cool roman chanting asmr rain videos that I listened to.

I don't remember their faces, just the eyes.

Some details I didn't mention above:

The race was set in the woods but eventually they burn down and are turned to rubble and ash, you get a glimpse of settlements on the horizon before the shining era arrives and you lose vision of everything except the two lanterns

The race wasn't a running one. They were jumping on wooden logs rolling from the ground. It was tricky to balance on them, and staying near the edge would make you slip and fall, then get crushed by the logs

I was controlling the cat

To keep up with the tortoise you had to let it get ahead of you then pick up the speed when it runs out of stamina

The cane the cat used to help it walk wasn't a good cane but a full empty shell of another tortoise with some extensions added to help the cat hold it, there was something rattling inside.

All of this happened at the end of the dream. Meanwhile, all the beginning and middle were me hanging out with these three people and how much of a good friend group we are.

I don't think the 4chan post exists. I think my brain made it up. It wasn't a screenshot of a post I saw but the post itself on the actual site.

I thought someone was touching me when I first woke up because I rubbed my stomach, which made a unique noise because of the satin shirt, but the noise kept going for 6 seconds when my hand stopped moving. I was scared to open my eyes. Then I thought "man fuck you demons aren't real" and opened them and the noise stopped immediately.

It was probably one of the fucking birds sqauting on my window squeaking for 6 seconds in a way that sounded to my sleepy brain like satin being rubbed. Because I felt no touch except my own, I only heard the noise and assumed it was me since it was so close by.

#☆other #☆dreams

[stiffyck]

Hi Stiff!! Kinda wanted to ask since I wanna get into the game but if, in theory, you were to try making a watcher (like yes, those ones) in gw2, which combo of profession + race would work best?

I'm like fully new to it so absolutely willing to learn a difficult profession for the aesthetics, like it looks really fun so I wanna give the game a shot even tho I've been a mainly support and subdps player so I'm very lost ^^;;;

OH MY GOSH OKAY. SO.

I think any race could work for this one but im gonna give you a quick summary of each race so you can pick which one you think would fit the best:

Human- pretty standard. They worship 5 different gods, each god representing a different thing of course. Wisdom, war, beauty, etc.

Norn- bigger humans. They are connected in a way to a spirit. You can pick one of four animal spirits, each of them focusing on something a bit different.

Charr- big war kitties. They are a war based race amd they pick their own families. They grow up in fahrars and then pick their warband and join a legion. Their warband is like their family. Theyre not big softies- being soft is considered weak.

Asura- small but smart. Theyre innovators and scientists and other professions like that. They linda believe they should be the ruling race based on their higher intelect.

Sylvari- very curious, a new race. They aren't born but awaken fully grown. Their basic knowledge is gathered when theyre growing up in their pod. Some sylvari have a dream which they then follow once awaken, like destiny or smt. They are also connected to the pale tree, who is like their mother.

I think each one could work well.

Now for the profession. I would pick one of these:

Mesmer- they use illusion magic. Mostly dps but can be used as boon support as well. They create clones of themselves to confuse the enemy. Chronomancers, the heart of thorns specialization for this class, also have the ability to "softly" time travel. They can also make portals and help people get over jumping puzzles etc.

Guardian- great support class, but also great dps. They have a lot of supportive abilities and can provide both healing and a boon support. The specialization firebrand also uses spells from books (which looks cool as hell since your character just whips out a book and papers float around you)

Revenant- this one you unlock only if you have the expansion heart of thorns. Revenants use the skills and powers from dead heroes (well, not only heroes but. Yknow) of their world. They are attuned to the mists (a sort of after life lets say) which lore wise i would think fits watchers pretty well. A great dps class but can be used for boon support or the rare healer

A note: each class has 3 specializations. One for each expansion. If you have the expansions you can unlock and use the specializations. Each spec adds a new weapon your class can use and a bunch of new abilities. Its a new way to play the class basically! Also, the expansions are the only thing that require real life money to buy. The rest you can unlock in game or change the in-game money for gems! Gems are the currency you can get for real life money. Some you can trade gems for gold and gold for gems.

So if you decide to buy the expansions, you dont have to pay for anything else. Theres no subscription.

I hope this somewhat makes sense at least.

I personally would probably go with a sylvari mesmer but im biased towards sylvari as theyre my favorite race. And mesmer because i think mesmers are cool.

Anyway i hope you enjoy the game!!!

#stiff talk #asks #gw2

[raisinchallah]

genuinely a fascinating episode of television though i feel like you could pick apart and study snw as like a reflection of i guess the ways star trek has warped and changed over time it feels like a focus tested combination of tng and tos but in many ways the worst parts of them jjafdks like they have the prime directive agonizing of tng mixed with jumping down onto a planet and punching your way into ending a conflict of tos im also so obsessed how they seem to have in both snw and from what i understand of picard hit on this idea that humanity will move beyond conflict if we just reach for the stars unas line about this planet using new technology for warfare not space exploration is like i feel like im looking directly into the camera laughing hysterically like as if the space race was not intimately tied up into development of new weaponry and global conflict are you for real here its just such a baffling angle to take because like its already patently untrue but also we live in a world created by nerds obsessed with this stuff star trek has literally impacted and influenced the look of our technology and like jeff bezos and elon musk are literally obsessed with ego boosting space projects influenced by their own love of sci fi shit like this stuff was literally all influenced by the impact of stuff like star trek and idk this is just an interesting i guess reflection back on the self like a focus tested distillation of what people seem to think star trek is or should be its like obsessively focused on the past the opening suggesting 50s and 60s military and space launch buildings and the alien costumes also reflecting a very 50s or 60s fashion and then switching to the day the earth stood still and the messing with alien contact tropes and narratives that again started around that same time its like both completely obsessed with the past while also saying almost nothing about it and in some ways the reveal of the enterprise to the planet felt like a self serving buying their own bullshit about star trek inspirational moment of like star trek itself could save the future its just idk a very very strange episode of television and it also just feels like u could specifically point out every episode it pulled from and just have a better time watching that like why do i need to see an imitation when i can see the real thing and this seems to be fully engaging in the blandest type of nostalgia no reflection or commentary perhaps in later episodes it could subvert things using this as an inroad maybe in future seasons i cannot see the future but idk i just see very little reason for something that simply mimics classic trek to exist like its not like we are at all lacking for classic trek its one of the most expansive franchises out there u can just throw on an episode of anything else i do hope they eventually change things up but i dont really know it seems like as a whole after the first season of discovery the entire franchise kinda panicked and has taken a hard pivot into severe nostalgia tho discovery season 3 and 4 are carrying on the torch of trying to do something new

[canwriteitbetterthanueverfeltit]

I think non-marginalized people really think it’s like some big, important, necessary move for marginalized people to be like “my identity doesn’t MATTER! I’m just a person!” and they’re.... wrong....

#yes this is a very un-nuanced argument but im not trying to get into a debate or write an essay rn #im just saying #like you're fully expected to be like 'yeah im black i guess but im not like BLACK black that's not imporant! im ME' #like i feel like the middleground between dont make people stereotypes and understand that all people are individuals #and 'youre not one of THEM tho its one race- the human race!' is jumped over like the floor is made of lava #same with being queer #cishets want SO BADLY for you to be like yeah im gay but not like PRIDE gay #or yeah im gay but im not gonna TALK about it bc more importantly i am a gamer who plays violin #like you can be ALL OF THE ABOVE #you can be proud of your identity and also ignoring your identity IGNORE A BIG PART OF WHO YOU ARE #AND THE CONTEXT OF HOW YOU WERE SHAPED #god anyway anyway anyway its not that deep whatEVER #personal

[waithyuck]

PUPPY

pairing: werewolf!lee jeno x reader (f) *halloweenie special*

genre: smut, supernatural au

word count: 4k

warnings: mature content, excessive explicit language, sexy times (meaning sexual content), I used the word ‘penis’ ONCE and only ONCE, mentions of a knot, knotting (I’m sorry), slight impreg kink, cumming inside, unprotected sex, blood, aggressive behavior, other stupid cliche werewolf things that are most definitely prob in hundreds of fics, jeno does NOT like being called a puppy even tho he’s called it oNCe

a/n: the first release of the dreamie halloweenie series! I hope this one sets the tone for what’s to come 👀 sorry to anyone who hates werewolf cliches and for the extreme lack of any substance or plot lmaoooo anyway I hope y’all enjoy reading

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~10/10/2020~

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“are you cool with jeno staying the night?” your brother shot out, startling you as he spoke, not even looking at you as he spread too much peanut butter on a slice of bread nestled in his hand.

you looked up from where you were sitting at the kitchen table to face your brother, not saying anything in reply as you got lost in your thoughts.

jeno was an oddball. he was nice and he wasn’t creepy or even that weird, he just had his moments that were just well, odd. he was your brother’s friend of about six years; they met in their second year of high school and have been inseparable ever since. because of that, you have also been surrounded by jeno in all that time as well.

in the first couple years, you didn’t notice anything strange about him. he seemed like a normal and healthy young teenage boy. he was incredibly handsome, so of course your poor soul developed a small crush on him that only grew as the years progressed.

since you paid such close attention to him, you could pick out the oddities in his behavior occasionally pretty well. just from that, you’ve deducted that his sense of smell was almost god-like, like he could smell things that a normal person couldn’t.

now, you supposed that it wasn’t that weird that he had a good sniffer; there were probably tons of other people in the world with the same ability...but it wasn't just his sense of smell that had you curious.

sometimes he would act strangely at night; not often, but enough to have you questioning it. he would either disappear completely without a word or come up with a half-assed excuse to leave and then run away like a frightened animal.

it was just plain odd...and you couldn't get over it, no matter how much you tried to will yourself not to think about it.

snapping out of your stupor, you felt your heart jump at the thought of jeno coming over, even though he’s been here countless times, but you didn’t let it show and you shrugged your shoulders.

“it’s not like I have a choice in the matter,” you stated truthfully, looking down to pick at your nails. “you would have just said he was coming over anyway if I said no.”

your brother smiled at you, beaming as he placed the bread down and patted your head.

“you know me so well, y/n.”

you rolled your eyes, shoving him away. “yeah,” you retorted, slightly annoyed. “It’s not like you’re my brother, or anything.”

he didn't say anything further and you left him alone with his sandwich, getting up and making your way to your room where you could successfully hide for the rest of the night. before your cold make it far, you heard your brother yell something about jeno coming around 8, but you didn't say anything back and just minded your own business all the way upstairs to your room.

you pathetically holed yourself up in your dark room for about four hours, only coming out to quietly sneak to the bathroom and then you would go back into hiding once again.

even when you got word that there was pizza downstairs, you ignored it and continued to watch horror story narrations on youtube.

you just couldn't deal with being in the presence of your long time crush today. it took everything in your power to stop yourself from going downstairs and being potentially spotted, but you managed to pull through successfully and be a pathetic hermit in your room.

it was around 3 a.m. when you were finally finished with watching youtube videos, and you felt gross. you supposed that the two boys would be sound asleep by now, considering your brother never ever sacrificed his beauty sleep for anyone. you grabbed some clean clothes and gathered them in your arms before trudging tiredly to the bathroom, swinging open the door without a second thought, not realizing that the light was already on when you got there.

your heart almost jumped out of your chest as your eyes bulged out of their sockets.

“holy fuck!” you screeched as you took in the sight of jeno, in the middle of the bathroom completely naked, stroking his painfully hard cock right before your eyes. you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the show and you accidentally discovered that there was something not right about the way it looked...

your mouth fell agape and you barely heard him gasp loudly before trying to cover himself with the closest towel.

“jesus christ, y/n!” he yelled back, both of you not even considering your sleeping brother that was just three rooms over.

your eyes stayed glued to where he was covering himself with the towel, still thinking about the oddity of his dick. it seemed to be swelling at the base, which was definitely not normal for a human penis to do.

“what the fuck is wrong with your dick?” you blurted out unapologetically, causing a blush to cover his entire face and neck. you tore your eyes from his covered crotch to look at his eyes, which were now a shocking shade of bright yellow. you jumped back, dropping your clothes on the floor as you watched him breath heavily, most likely trying to calm himself down the same as you.

“oh my god, what the actual fuck is happening?” you murmured out loud, your eyes wide and never leaving his own as he stood silently in front of you. “am i dreaming? am i fucking high?” you tried to reason out as to why you were seeing what you're seeing, but jeno didn't give you much time to think before he spoke.

“you’re not dreaming,” his voice came out low, almost like a growl, and you felt your heart freeze up. “I dunno if you’re high...but what you're seeing is as real as it gets.”

your mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping out of water, trying to formulate the words to say next. your brain literally couldn't think of anything except his abnormally large and weird dick.

“okay…” you trailed off, your hands coming up to rest over your racing heart. “so then I’ll ask again: what the fuck is up with your dick??” and then you quickly added, “and your eyes??? I'm so confused right now, jeno.”

he sighed heavily and turned around, giving you a full view of his ass before he gathered his clothes to get dressed and cover himself. you really should have looked away, but your eyes wouldn’t listen to your internal screaming no matter how hard you physically tried to stop staring.

when he pulled his shorts on he finally turned to face you once more, forgoing a shirt much to your dismay (but really, you were dying on the inside at the sight of his abs). he stared at you for a second, his eyes back to their natural deep brown color.

“...there's a lot we need to talk about.” was all he said before grabbing your wrist in his scorchingly warm hand and dragging you out of the bathroom and down to your room. you didn’t protest and you let him practically drag you all the way there, closing the door behind him and guiding you to plop down on your bed. jeno walked to the opposite side of the room, distancing himself from you as much as possible.

“um..so,” he started hesitantly, trying to form his words correctly. “I’m uh, I'm a werewolf.”

your eyes bulged out of your head in disbelief, but you didn't say anything in reply. you both stared at each other across the space of your bedroom, not uttering a single word.

at first you were ready to call him crazy; there was absolutely no way that it was true. but then you thought about his eyes, his sense of smell...and then thought about his cock...holy shit wait, was that a fucking knot??

“um, yeah, it was…” you heard him say suddenly. you jumped out of your skin at the sound of his voice, not expecting him to reply. did you say that out loud by accident?

“you did.”

okay fuck, you needed to stop thinking and pull yourself together. what were you supposed to say to that? ‘oh cool, your cock has a knot and you’re a fucking werewolf, that’s super, jeno!’

jeno went on to explain the ins and outs of being a werewolf to you over the next twenty minutes, the small pink blush on his cheeks never truly leaving as he went into detail about everything. he even corrected certain cliches that were not true, a scowl making its way to his features with each inaccuracy you brought up.

“so...my brother doesn’t know?” you questioned quietly, looking down at your lap.

“no one knows besides you and my family.” he confirmed, and you looked up again to see him lean against the wall behind his back, eyes gazing sharply at you.

you panicked slightly, thinking that holy crap, now that you know, he's gonna have to kill you so the secret doesn't get out.

“oh my god,” you whimpered out, “are you going to kill me now?”

you watched his eyes widen before he choked, coughing violently before composing himself. he straightened his posture, but still didn't make any move toward you, still keeping his distance.

“what?!” he practically shouted, startling you. “of course not! why would I do that??”

you felt your face grow hot and you looked away once again, wringing your hands together on your lap. you shrugged, murmuring quietly, “i dunno...I thought you'd kill me to keep the secret, well, you know, a secret…”

you heard him sigh exasperatedly before hearing his soft voice grace your ears from across the room.

“I don't kill people, y/n.” he sounded slightly sad, and you then felt bad about assuming something so terrible of him. “the only time I kill is when my instincts become too much to control, and I snap.” his head hung low, but he quickly added. “but I’ve never actually killed a person, even if my instincts were screaming at me to.”

you tried to wrap your mind around what his wolf instincts were like; he only briefly touched on that topic earlier, seeming like he didn't want to talk about it too much. you being yourself, of course you had to pry.

“so like, what you’re saying is,” you started, your hand cupping your chin in thought as you pondered over your thoughts. “that if you were to like, hypothetically, snap right now and go all feral, you would want to kill me?” the question came out inflected as a statement, but you nonetheless awaited his answer patiently as you took in the sight of his face going through about five different emotions in the short span of a couple seconds.

“I don’t think…” he trailed off, looking down at the floor while clenching his fists. “I don’t think killing you would be my first instinct,” he looked up at you, his eyes blazing a slight yellow again as he seemingly stared into your soul. “...if you catch my drift.”

at first you were completely confused, not sure what other instincts he could express while being feral, but then it all clicked and it had your body heating up at the thought.

“oh.” you simply retorted, your eyes glazing over at the implication of him pinning you down and taking you as he pleased. “oh, fuck. you’re fuckin’ serious?”

his eyes were dark as he drank you in, his nostrils flaring slightly as he subtly sniffed the air between the both of you. dear god, you hoped that he couldn’t smell the sudden arousal that consumed you. you watched his eyes glow into a bright yellow and you felt your instincts screaming at you to run, but you held his gaze as he let a low growl escape his mouth.

“y/n,” he said, low and strained as he tried to fight his animal instincts. “you need to leave if you don’t want this, right now.” his words were final, no room for questioning.

you briefly tried to think it over; what would actually happen if you stayed and let him have you? you could probably die, first and foremost, but you shook that thought away even though it was a very real and serious possibility. you couldn’t deny your arousal at the whole thing, being taken like a bitch in heat by a guy you’ve been thirsting over for a while now. you may not get the chance to fuck a werewolf again, so you quickly made your decision.

“I’m…” you trailed off, dragging your gaze down to his neck and collarbones where you could make out the sweat forming on his perfect skin. “I’m staying, jeno.” you spoke softly to him, watching his brow furrow in confusion before smoothing out again.

you made your way to him and he stiffened up, watching your every move like a predator as you tentatively stopped in front of his panting form. reaching a hand up, you caressed his face, your breathing shaky as you leaned in closer.

“you can have me, puppy.” you threw in the last little jab with that sudden nickname just for fun, your heart soaring at the sound of the deep growl he let out upon hearing it. you fought the smile off your face as he practically pounced on you, pushing you over to the bed and pinning your body underneath his in one swift movement.

“I’m a puppy, huh?” he questioned darkly, his glowing eyes roaming over your face before his head dipped down to nose at your throat. you whimpered softly as his teeth nibbled on your sensitive skin, earning a satisfied growl from him.

you felt your shorts stick to your core from how insanely soaked you had become, and you grew hot at the idea of him pulling them down to find that you were, in fact, pantieless. he had your wrists pinned down against the mattress, not allowing you to touch him much to your annoyance. you tried to struggle against his supernaturally strong hold, but was met with a deep snarl in response. you immediately grew pliant underneath him out of pure instinct.

he pulled back, sharp canines prominent in his mouth as he fixed you with his glowing stare, red swirling with yellow in his bright irises.

“don’t fucking move,” he spat, his voice coming out low and gutteral, causing a flood of your own arousal to escape you down below. his nostrils flared for the second time that night, and he breathed in deeply at the scent of your wet and begging cunt. “be a good girl and take what I give you.”

the statement was final, and you barely had time to nod before he was tearing your t-shirt in two, biting the skin of your shoulder. his sharper teeth did not sink deep into your flesh, but when he drug the canines across your skin, you felt them rip you open. you let out what could be considered a poorly concealed scream, but it came forth as more of a moan as you felt hot blood trickle down your arm.

your shirt was in ribbons, and he looked extremely pleased as he took in the beautiful sight of your naked breasts, no bra in his way. he watched as your chest heaved up and down in anticipation, and he released your wrist to gently trail both of his hand over your body.

“your tits are so pretty,” he murmured, diving down to take one of your nipples into his mouth. he worked your other boob with one of his hands, kneading it and flicking your sensitive nipple.

your back arched into his touch, and you tried your best to stay as quiet as possible in fear of your brother hearing you.

he suckled hard; nibbling your nipple and dragging his teeth along it, causing shivers to run up your spine and your core to clench around nothing. your shorts were without a doubt ruined at this point.

your nails scratched down his back and he continued to ravage your chest, alternating between both of your breasts and teasing your sensitive buds with no remorse. it felt like hours of play, but eventually he pulled back to roughly grip the fabric of your shorts and tear them down your legs, exposing your dripping core to his hungry eyes.

you whined as he stared at you, reaching your arms out towards his own pants, wanting to see his cock again now that you were laying there, desperate and pouting for it.

his eyes shot to your face, smirking as he watched your brow furrow and your lips purse, your hands trying to grab at him from your place on the bed.

he didn’t allow you to pull his shorts down for him; instead he hooked his own thumbs in the waistband and pulled them down slowly, exposing his cock inch by inch before it finally sprung out, slapping against his stomach proudly.

your mouth watered at the sight of him once again and you moved to try to sit up, but didn’t get very far. he grasped your non-bleeding shoulder and roughly shoved you against the mattress once again, not saying anything. the stare he gave you oozed enough dominance for you to clearly get the message that he was trying to send.

jeno didn’t waste any time spreading your thighs open, two of his fingers immediately swiping through your embarrassingly wet slit before easing inside your tight hole. the stretch burned at first, considering he was starting you off with two fingers instead of one, but you welcomed the slight pain that mixed with the pleasure of him reaching up with his thumb to graze over your throbbing clit.

jeno thrusted his fingers into you gently at first, gradually picking up the pace as he went along. before you knew it he was adding a third finger, stretching your more than you’ve been stretched before.

you gasped at the feeling, your back arching off the bed as you cried out while he started finger fucking you with earnest.

“shhh, baby,” he said quietly, his movements never ceasing. “just gotta open you up for me, make sure you can take my knot.”

you held back another moan at that, thinking of how his cock would stretch you open, and how full you would feel with his knot nestled inside you.

he abruptly pulled his fingers from you, causing your back to arch again as you protested the loss of stimulation. his strength amazed you, and with one hand on your belly he pinned you down completely, sucking on the fingers of his other lewdly while stating you in the eyes.

after licking his fingers clean, (which caused heat to crawl it’s way down your belly), he kissed you sloppily on the mouth once again before gripping your waist and roughly flipping you over onto your knees.

your chest was flush against the mattress as well as your face, and your hips were lifted high in the air and you could feel the heat radiating off of him as he positioned himself behind you.

his nails drug down your sides and he gripped one of your hips with his hand, using his other to position himself at your leaking entrance. you wiggled your hips in anticipation, whining as he drug the head through your folds before slowly sinking inside you.

your fingers gripped the pillows as he bottomed out, his knot already slowly forming at the base of his shaft. it stretched you ever so slightly at the entrance of your core, and you whimpered out in pleasure as he started thrusting in and out.

the small form of his knot caught on your entrance with each precise thrust, and you were finding it very difficult to stay quiet. jeno’s breaths were heavy and every so often he would let out a soft growl as he felt his tip pound gently into your cervix.

your small whimpers were short and staggered, escaping your mouth with each thrust, which spurred him on to create a faster and harsher pace. he leaned over your back and didn’t relent as his cock punished you pussy, and when you let out a cry that was just a little bit too loud, he shoved your face right into your pillow to silence you.

“shut up,” he panted, a rumble low in his chest following his words. “just fucking take it.”

you nodded your head in response to the best of your ability, biting your lip to keep quiet as the presence of his hand left the back of your head.

he seemed to be getting close now, and you could feel yourself teetering on the edge as well. it was uncommon for you to cum without any clitoral stimulation, and you were amazed at his ability to reach all of the most pleasurable spots inside you.

you felt your stomach tightening up and you gasped sharply when you felt his cock press right against your sweet spot, making you reach your high almost instantly.

you clamped around him, barely registering that he buried himself completely inside you and was now stretching you to the max with his fully developed knot. the pain of the stretch only intensified your orgasm, which had you screaming into your pillow to muffle your cries of ecstasy.

jeno growled loudly as he came shortly after, biting the back of your neck aggressively and painting your walls with his cum, emptying completely inside of you while his knot kept a single drop from escaping.

he withdrew his teeth from you, surprised that it didn’t break your skin, and gently moved the two of you to lay on your sides as you basked in the afterglow of what just occurred.

your chest heaved as you fought to catch you breath, you pussy still stretched to its limit as you laid with him. you reached an arm around to caress his face, a small show of affection as you smiled in bliss.

after catching your breath, you sat in silence for a bit, just bathing in each other’s warmth, before you had to go and open your big mouth again.

“so your knot is supposed to like, plug me up?” you questioned, your voice still sounding slightly out of breath as you panted. “to make sure I get like, hypothetically, pregnant or whatever?”

he groaned in response and gripped your hips tightly, his hips bucking and causing his still painfully hard cock to sharply jab against your sensitive insides, making you yelp.

“dear god, y/n,” he whined, his nails digging into your skin. “don’t say things like that, fuck.”

“oh, so you like that idea?” you teased, turning your head to try to look at him to the best of your ability considering your current position. “fucking me full of babies?”

his eyes stared down at you intensely, the color of his irises brightening up as he growled lowly at you. he suddenly gripped your hips and turned you both over, his body completely laying on your own as you were pressed against the mattress on your stomach.

“keep talking, y/n,” he growled out lowly, his hips pressing tightly against your ass, the head of his cock kissing your cervix. “I’ll fuck you again right now, and give you my fucking babies.”

he couldn’t see you, but you smiled contently, preparing yourself for another intense round with this beast of a man. there was a small chance that you would actually get pregnant, considering the IUD you had…but the thought of it had you ready to go at it again.

in some fucked up way, you were content with this, and you threw your hips up to grind back against him, grinning even wider as he pinned your body down even harder.

jeno fucked you like an animal until the sun came up, and your brother was none the wiser.

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[bellamybellamyblake]

Six Years (Part 3)

Pairing:

Past/Eventual Bellamy Blake x Fem!Kane!Reader, Platonic!Octavia Blake

Summary:

Octavia knew who she was now, but you couldn’t figure out what the hell you’d become.

Warning: 

so much mf angst, themes of addiction and depression, self-destructive behavior and a tiny bit of comfort in there

Word Count:

2k (i got a little ~carried away~ lol)

A/N:

IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. i wasn’t happy with the og thing i had down so i literally just rewrote the whole thing in a few hours and it’s sm better than it would’ve been. me holding off posting this did wonders and i’m more confident in it too even tho i kinda think i suck at writing but also kinda don’t idk my self esteem varies wildly

Merry Christmas Eve Eve to those who celebrate ❤️

the gif (and all the other ones) are not mine and i take no credit for them

if you want to be tagged in any of my works, send me a message or an ask and i’ll add you :)

@shipshipshipau

The girl with aqua eyes - although now they were more of a spotted gray - had only seen one moment of weakness from you. It would be the last time Octavia had seen you, and you, her. 

“We’re surviving!” She had started shouting, as if she believed that set in a lower tone, her words would be construed as lies. “The human race is surviving! That’s what matters!”

“He wouldn’t be okay with this, and you know it!” Your voice broke involuntarily as it rose to match hers. You shook your head as you tried to desperately stop the ache in your chest as you brought her - probably dead - brother up. Tears clung to your eyelashes, waiting for you to blink so they had permission to fall. Your throat had been closed for a while now, and the rest was merely a weak cry. “If this is the price that we have to pay...maybe we shouldn’t be.”

You’d never know if it was the crack in your demeanor or your choice of words, but either way, her eyes softened when you spoke.

“Look at me.” You did as told and she gripped the back of your neck in one hand, pulling your forehead so close it almost came into contact with hers.

The air changed as Octavia came alive under the monster she wore for armor. Her mask coming off allowed you to let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding. You would begin to regret not smashing the helmet to bits while it was off and vulnerable.

“You have to stop listening to them,” She said. “It’ll tear you apart. It’s better they get to live to hate us than die slowly and love us-”

“They don’t deserve this either, O-”

“We bare it, so they don’t have to. You’re the one that told me that. You can’t back out on me, now. I can’t do this without you.”

For so long you were okay with her needing you to do the dirty work. Besides the first time - when you did it together - she’d give the sentence and you’d see it through. Every single time, it felt like it was killing you more than them, but that didn’t matter, did it? If you weren’t going to do it, who would?

It was the last thing Octavia had asked of you and you had no intention of letting her down.

Bellamy didn’t know what he would see when they finally dropped him down into the bunker, but it definitely wasn’t that. Surrounded by more death than he was prepared for, he couldn’t help himself to not move his gaze around the arena. The fences between him and the living reminded him of the cages the Mountain Men held him in. The walls were stained deep with crimson, leaving the dull concrete behind it unrecognizable. He looked to the blonde at his side, and they asked each other the same silent question:

What the hell happened down here?

His whiskey shaded orbs kept moving, albeit reluctantly. They stopped on Marcus Kane, who looked so much older than last time. His hair and beard were inches longer and grayer than the natural brown he used to have. He was so pale, it was unnerving - almost as if he was close to death. They connected eyes briefly and that’s when the younger saw the deadly weapon held to his neck by the hands of-

No.

Your back was facing him, but it didn’t matter how long it had been, he’d never miss you. The locks that adorned your head were longer too, almost to your waist. The natural shade was faded though, like you had aged twenty years instead of six. He watched your shoulders heave and your hands start to shake as Kane talked to you.

He couldn’t pull his eyes from the impure red that dyed your skin and clothes.

While you were distracted, he chose to act, protecting Marcus from his own flesh and blood. He didn’t miss the gears in your head turning as your gaze landed on him. He saw your eyes sink into a trance of recognition and a deep sort of longing overtook your senses. The melancholic need you had tried to numb for half a decade came back in full force and held no mercy.

You remembered how he always smelled of the forest after the sky wept. You remembered how sure but gentle his touch was on your skin. You remembered how his remarkably soft lips would feel when they pushed against yours as they begged for more at every turn. You remembered how it felt to be wrapped in his arms, listening to his heart thump as he assured you everything would be alright, even if he didn’t think it would be.

Was that gone forever, now, too?

Bellamy noticed something else, though; something he didn’t recognize. Something he’d never seen before.

Something that scared him.

It had been hours since and neither of you had bothered to find the other. Getting everyone out was a great distraction for him. Talking to his little sister, whose eyes seemed to hold the same thing yours did, was another.  She had explained to him and Clarke that Wonkru had deemed her Bloodreina and you, Ripa. So, no, nothing as special as death from above or the red queen or the commander of death, but death, nonetheless.

People have done well not to forget that.

When Clarke told him you still hadn’t come out and no one had seen you, however, he didn’t have a choice anymore.

The halls were those of nightmares, spirits lurking around every corner and it was cold and empty. He knew the lights were kept low to save power but it felt almost purposeful, like they were meant to scare you. To tell you not to act out or some kind of monster would jump from the shadows and make you pay.

But he didn’t know if it was you or his sister.

A chill slithered up his spine.

If someone told him this wasn’t real, he’d do anything he could to believe them. He wished that he was seconds away from being shaken awake by Raven or Monty, and they would tell him it was just another nightmare. He wished he was still on the Ring, praying ignorantly to anyone that would listen that his family on earth were still okay. 

Breaking him from his thoughts, a yellow lamplight caught his attention. At the end of the windowless corridor, it shone out of a slightly ajar door. Using every ounce of strength he possessed to not walk away, he pushed it open. It cried at the motion, diminishing any and all remnants of silence that swallowed the floor.

His eyes found you catching yourself from falling caused by a failed attempt at standing. A half empty bottle of whatever works in one hand, the other one holding you up against the bed frame. The high-pitched creak pulled your attention to the front of the room with a furrowed brow and he allowed himself to take in your appearance.

A wrinkled, cotton shirt sat on your chest and it was a different one than before; faded white and thin, yet cleaner than the other one which was colored with blood. Your hair was damp - the result of taking a shower - but lazily tied back in a half-assed effort to get it out of your face.

You stared at each other for a minute. A million things were hitting your slow-moving thoughts at once, too much for you to even try to comprehend. He finally took one step towards you, parting his lips to say something but no sound came out. He was stumped, hundreds of words flooded his mind but not a single one sounded good enough.

Nothing he could say would make what happened in the arena okay.

It was unbearably painful. There he was, finally right in front of you, and you had no idea what to talk about. No idea what to start with, end with, bring up, discuss, laugh about, cry about, scream about. Nothing was good enough to say to the man that kept you alive for such a long time, such a long time ago. 

Too long ago.

You inevitably broke the silence, though your words came out cracked and in a slur. A defensive and humorless scoff left your lips, an effort to cover up the discomfort. Or it was because you were too drunk to shut yourself up. “You gonna say somethin’?”

“I don’t know what to say.”

You didn’t know why, but you hoped he’d sound different. It was childish and irrational, but you hoped that you could say you both changed too much and he would have nothing to hold against you.

Because no matter how far away it seemed, sometimes you could still remember what it felt like to be that innocent seventeen-year-old that hadn’t lived yet; what it felt like to be that girl who still couldn’t stand her father. To be that girl who sprained her ankle within ten minutes of being on earth for the first time. To be that girl who hadn’t made a friend aside from Clarke and Wells in her whole life. That girl who had just kissed a boy for the first time.

The girl who was loved and not lost yet.

“Well, that makes two of us.”

Where the hell did she go?

That made the room spin, and you had to blink a few times to make it stop, taking a seat on the thin mattress. You took a drink, making the liquid slosh from the base to the neck of the bottle and back again. When it settled, you rested your head between your shoulders as you heard him say your name. It bounced off the walls in the room, hitting each one again, and again, and again like it was a bullet waiting to find its target. You had wanted the word to fall from his lips for so long that you’d forgotten what it sounded like. You had forgotten what he sounded like, and you fucking hated yourself for it.

Then you realized he said, “Ripa,” and those four deadly little letters crushed your throat and stole the air from your lungs.

That name hadn’t felt right from the start, but it was what you had been simultaneously promoted to and reduced by. The only person who refused to call you that over the years, was your father. For two thousand days, he made sure to steer clear of it.

That’s not who you are and I know it, even if you don’t.

A sudden and hauntingly raw sob escaped, and you knew his eyes were on you in an instant.

“Don’t call me that,” You begged, meeting his gaze for the first time since he entered. Breath picking up, you were practically terror-stricken at the idea that all you were to him now was a murderer. You vigorously tried to shake the thought away, squeezing your eyes shut as everything that kept you numb seemed to vanish into thin air. “Y-You can’t-Not you too. Please, not you.”

Bellamy’s hand brushed your cheek and tears rained freely. You immediately leaned into the familiar and delicate warmth and you really fucking hoped this wasn’t your mind playing a trick on you.

“It’s okay, Y/N.” When he spoke this time, his words sounded choked too. His other hand cradled the back of your head as he pulled you into his chest and just...held you. “It’s okay.”

It was like you were standing at the edge of a building, teetering the edge before accidentally falling. Only, before you could plummet to your death, someone caught your hand, and it occurred to you that you really wanted them to pull you back up.

“Please don’t leave me again.”

Your voice was just so, so weak. Beaten down and broken.

“Never.” He said it with so much confidence and finality, you almost had to convince yourself it was real and not a dream. “I promise.”

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[oh-for-fic-sake]

Ace In The Hole

Masterlist

When the team decides to bring back Superman Wonder Woman agrees but on one condition she can bring someone in to help in case he goes rogue. Bruce agree just for a quiet life however no one was quite expecting a tall pubescent teen.

Warnings:Swearing, sort of angsty, bit of fluff

A/N: This was a request from priestess-of-death for a Scarlet witch type Shy Teen reader x Motherly Wonder Woman helping to defeat Steppenwolf. I used a mix of comic and movie abilities and got a little creative with the back story. This was the first heavy action piece I have done I tried really hard to make them believable and I hope it lives up to you expectations xx ps its looong!

Dividers are made by wrightyourmindaway

Ace In

Diana smiled in encouragement as she lead you down into a...warehouse? You looked around slowly as you both breezed through some heavy looking security. You moved closer to her trying to calm your breathing."You'll be fine... They are children really, nothing to be frightened of I promise" you nodded to the woman fully trusting her, she had never lead you wrong before and was unlikely to stat now. Quickly scurrying up behind her your shaking hands clutching as her forearm in a white knuckle grip as she made it into the huge warehouse where there was a group of people waiting....

"Whats Mr Wayne doing here?" You tilted your head a little to her she smiled at you patting your hand but ignored the question as Bruce moved forward holding a hand out to her exasperated.

"Diana...What? I thought you said you had someone who'd help with-" he stopped when she shot him a look holding a hand on your shoulder she pulled you around her pressing insistently so you stood forward. Almost as if trying to show you off to the group rubbing your back as your breathing hitched. The others glowered at the woman behind you instantly making assumptions about you already. It was clear to them that you had no idea what was about to be asked of you.

"Why have you returned with a kid? I thought you were going to get someone who could actually help! We have a crisis on our hands here-" Diana growled moved stepping away from you making you panic a little just sort of hovering there alone as the other three analyzed you. Each eyeing you intently weighing you up, judging you. You wanted to melt into the floor you trusted Diana you really did...But this was big...or you thought it was, it must be she hadn't shared the details but for her to pull you out of school; And your attendance was something she was very strict with .It must be a big deal. You shifted from one foot to the other well aware of the men in the room outright staring at you. You took a deep breath trying to focus on anything other then the situation you found yourself in.

"She is here to help Bruce..She's something else powerful and I know shes going to be a great help." You moved pulling on the sleeves of your knit sweater the cuffs loose from the way you bite and pull at them from anxiety, you twisted the soft wool through your fingers looping and unlooping the hanging stitch around the tip of your finger, you looked around. She turned to you holding out a hand and you all but ran at her pinching at her jacket. Bruce wasn't convinced peering at you with a huff.

"I met her a few years ago, she helped me save a lot of people and is definitely someone we need on the team." You took a deep breath as Mr Wayne gave you a sharp look.

"Soo she has abilities? What are they?" You looked wide eyed at Diana as Bruce stood over you and flinched trying to tuck yourself into her.

"I...er...There’s lots...hard to explain..." you spoke quietly almost frightened of being heard by him...He seemed very strict. He sighed realizing he wasn't going to get very far in the way of answers from you, turning on his heal he threw Diana a look tilting his head at her.

"Right...okay so in other words not a clue.." Diana growled at him moving to shield you as you bit your lip looking at the floor. You could see the man was stressed you took a slow step back not used to being this close to strangers....you didn't like strangers. They were...unpredictable.

"How is she gonna be help if she is to scared to even speak?"

"Bruce! She isn't scared she is just shy... She has what we amazons call chaos magic...Its an ancient gift! One that is coverted by ancient beings....It proved very useful in fighting him last time!" You closed your eyes cursing yourself for being so shy, but you were surprised when the frighteningly tall long haired man stood from his seat on the desk looking to Diana then you staring holes into you.

"Chaos magic? As in the gods sealing disgraced gods magic inside a mortal? That Chaos magic?....Isn't that supposed to be a fairy tale? Legend or something? yadda yadda all that shit?" You looked at him as he watched you intently...Gods? You looked to Diana for help you don't know what the huge man meant but it frightened you.

"Not legends Arthur...They were real...For generations these bloodlines held some magical abilities...But as time grew on the blood thinned going from incredible abilities to clairvoyant falling further and further until finally the gods interference was... effectively bred out and they became normal humans again... She is a matriarch of a new bloodline... She has to be! Her abilities are far to similar to those of the first generations. She has Chaos magic and its strong...stronger than anything the amazons have seen in nearly two and a half thousand years" The man; Arthur nodded to you and huffed

"I know what they are... But You really expect me to believe that all that power is in this lanky pipsqueak that speedy Gonzalez over there could snap like a twig?" He laughed shaking his head scoffing.

"Sorry but I just don't see it" he walked passed you and leaned on a metal beam still eyeing you.Diana was quick to jump at him, hell bent on protecting you from his seemingly harsh words. The others stood back as she got irritated with Arthur and Bruce's attitude.

"Trust me on this she stands more of a chance against Superman then the five of us together" you looked up at her startled. Against Superman? Wasn't he dead? Unless he never died but something else happened to him something sinister?...And what did she mean against. Did they want you to fight superman. Fuck no. You pulled at her arm making her look at you softly.

"What? but I thought he was... I...Is that what you need? For me to...To what exactly? Fight him? I don't think I can-" She moved over to you leaning down, tho not to far considering you were very tall for your age having your teenage growth spurt a tad early and settling at a firm 5 foot 4 inches and still growing. She gave you an apologetic look.

"We are bringing him back...And we want...Need all the help we can get...We don't know what's going to happen, if he is going to be the same..." you hugged yourself tightly shrugging her off a little shaking your head.

"B-but you said...I'm not...What you saw me do could...I could change him, fuck him up so bad and then what?" She sighed looking down she knew full well you didn't have much confidence in yourself but the others? your outburst hadn't helped convince anyone. She knew you wasn't ready but she didn't have a choice, no one did not anymore. She moved back to face you smiling softly.

"Your strong, I've seen some of what your capable of and I feel like that was just the tip of the iceberg...I’m sorry for doing his to you, so young...so much to loose and If I could keep you out of this I would...I know I said that I would call on you when your ready...when you have grown into your powers...But we don’t have time for that we need you now...there is an enemy...Steppenwolf he has tried to end this world once before over three thousand years ago the three races of men thwarted him then... but he has come back with a vengeance and is here already days away from destroying this planet and we need to put and end to him. To do that we need as many meta-humans fighting this battle and we need Superman back... I promise that I will protect you even if it costs me my life...But please please we need you with us." You looked down at your feet and nodded.

"Okay...I will help...Can you just give me a sec....need to go home and get changed" you heard Bruce and Arthur sigh and start complaining they didn't have time, but Diana ignored them nodding to you. You smiled and closed your eyes vanishing in a cloud of bluey purple fog like haze, teleporting from the warehouse.

Diana smirked as the moaning men stopped their bitching as the tall teen disappeared. She moved slowly to the desk leaning on it crossing her arms and frowned at the team."I expect you to be much kinder to her. There’s no need for you to go at her like that! She is young and shy and what I've asked from her has probably terrified her, but she is here and she is helping, that is my compromise on bringing him back. She stays, I'm taking full responsibility for her, you upset her or scare her away and there will be hell to pay! Understand?" The four men gulped each nodding slowly, Barry looked ready to piss himself. It took a lot for Diana to get defensive like this and none of them had ever seen her in the almost hostile state. She meant business. She nodded after meeting everyone's gaze. it was clear that Diana was very protective of you and none of them doubted she would rip them a knew one if they upset you.

"Remember be nice... This was the compromise and you agreed Bruce" Suddenly you were back in the room this time in a pair of thick black leggings and long sleeved blue top with tiny white anchors on it much easier to move around in...its not like you actually had a super suit. Blinking shaking your head a little you smiled shyly as everyone looked at you closely the silence was broken by Bruce who began to fill you in on The plan.

You moved cautiously around the ship as Bruce and Viktor moved Superman's ...corpse? Body? Into the pool letting him sink a little. You looked from one to the other as they all began discussing how this was gonna go, for the mos part you tried to keep out of everyone’s way but as they deliberated amongst themselves emphasizing how this had to be executed so precise to the second you spoke up.

"I-I'll hold it.....If Barry is late I will slow it down....So it hits...The water thingy...on time." They looked to you, Diana smiling happy that you was willing to help it had been the first time you'd tried making yourself heard...So far you'd only spoke when directly asked something and even then it was one word answers if you could get away with it. She probably should have shed some light on you for the others and filled them in on your story but she was hoping that you would open up to them, she supposed it was her...Motherly instinct towards you she was trying to she was trying to use this situation as a learning curve to pry you out of your shell with the group so they would help you over your shyness...It was holding you back and she could see the others didn't really understand they didn't see anything but a silly little girl who didn't belong here mistaking your shy nature for fear ,Barry sighed placing hands on his hips taking a dismissive tone with you.

"How its not like you can see me when I'm moving that fast-"Diana frowned going to scold Barry for trying to dismiss you so rudely but was cut off by you speaking up for yourself, seeing a glimpse of the fiery girl behind the shy exterior.

"How can you say that when you've never seen my powers..." He scoffed shaking his head at you then turned to the others

"I'll get into position count me down" Before you could reply to him he was gone. you looked down to your sleeves again tugging on them. That was why you didn't bother with people, you were mature and quiet which was strange for a thirteen year old you knew that, but it never got easier having people always underestimate you for your age. Victor sighed looking at you he could see your dilemma to an extent you were much like him, you had low confidence and being shy wasn't doing you any favors he still didn't think you belonged there but he could see how crushed you was being shut down by Barry when all you wanted to do was help.

"You really think you can?..This has to be spot on there can't be any mistakes" you looked to the water again then nodded.

"I've stopped trains and stuff.." Viktor blinked at you.

"This is going to be faster than a train maybe you should step back on this one..." he frowned noting his comment had come across almost as dismissive as Barry's and you heaved a slow deep breath looking to Superman , he could see you fidgeting with your fingers again. He sighed and looked towards Diana flinching when he noticed her dark look as she shook her head at him then spoke on your behalf.

"Is it faster then lightning?" You turned to Diana who spoke for you and smiled at her as Viktor turned to you shocked,.

"Lightning? You’ve stopped lightning?" You nodded shrugging slowly twiddling the threads on your sleeves which by now everyone knew was a habit, something you did when your anxiety spiked.

"Ugh well yeah it was gonna hit the tree in my garden....It'd make it fall on my dads car and he'd get mad soo....So gave it a nudge... it was pretty fast so a box shouldn't be so hard to stop." He nodded with a small smile trying to reassure you. You guessed it was a good thing as he told you to be ready. Then it happened, the box began to fall and Barry ran...It was..he was to slow,well not slow but they would be off by a second or so and quickly raised your hands, your power lunged out in one short millisecond burst of bright blue making the Motherbox's descent stutter then it hit the water just as Barry Passed it. There was a bright light and a huge noise like a crack then you looked up noticing a hole in the ceiling, then to pool it was empty...Superman was alive!. You grinned excited that he was back! you felt a flood of relief as you realized the plan had worked but any joy was quickly replaced by a stomach churning uncertainty. You looked to Diana asking her what to do and she just smiled nodding for you to follow.

You found yourself standing in line with the others looking up as Superman paced slowly across his own monument, like a predator.....A confused dangerous predator finally he looked noticing you all. That was when your stomach dropped, something was wrong, seriously wrong.

"Diana! I-I can see....He's not right! He-hes confused angry, the memories are there...but-but not in order! Fast flashing even I cant make sense of them...there making me dizzy!....they are confusing...it looks...Feels painfull" Arthur looked down the line at you wide eyed.

"You can see in peoples heads?! Fuck me!" You winced and gave him a quick glance not really wanting to take your eyes off the frantic Alien. You looked back at Superman trying to tap into him. He was angry anxious worried...confused all in one yet above all he looked determined. Whatever he had just decided was definitely going to happen. You gasped seeing him turn for the worst.

"Diana...He remembers Bruce trying to kill him." At those words Diana realized how bad this was and watched him ready to strike. He zeroed in on Viktor who was loosing control of his arm. You quivered not wanting any part of this, terrified as Viktor fought with his defense system.

"P-please sto-op it ple-please I don't w-want to fight him pl-please" your words were barely a whisper, more breaths to be honest

"I cant..I'm sorry" it was to late, Viktor had fired. You watched in horror as the newly revived very volatile kryptonian swerved dodging the blast. Suddenly all hell broke loose.

You froze gulping physically shaking as the others dived at him each having a go at him each failing. You watched as Barry made his move but faltered slipping and scrambling out of the way. In moment of panic you moved, wanting to to help Barry who was still scrambling trying to get his legs underneath him to get away. Suddenly you were between them moving your hands up in a defensive move and stretching them pulling a think wispy cord of your power between them screaming throwing everything you had at the man? Alien? Your power erupted around him in a burst of purples and blues moving in an enraged roaring fire centering around him and tapered off into slow tendrils moving in a smoke like fashion. you grunted as he pushed against it. Cringing when he nearly tore himself free from it, you almost collapsed as he beat at it swiping this way and that. You glanced down seeing Barry sitting there stunned as you pushed back against Superman panting and grunting as he thrashed wildly at you.

"Barry! Move get out of here! I can't hold him for long!" you trembled body beginning to ache as your energy was pouring out towards him trying to fully ensnare him. There was a spark and Barry was gone of to the side. This was much harder then you'd thought it’d be and that was saying something. You coughed as he made a particularly well aimed heavy hit, the ricochet almost winding you making you draw back for a split second. Seeing you falter Arthur was quick to charge at him only to be batted away being sent flying as Superman man a bee line for you, he had decided to take you out first it seems. How you managed to throw out another wave towards him you didn't know but you had slowing him when he was a hairs breath away from you. You stumbled back quickly this wasn't working you couldn't hold him off for long. It was meant to fully subdue him! you panicked this was the first time someone had broken through it and you didn't know what to do. you looked left and right still trying to get as much distance between the two of you as he managed to land another hit momentarily breaking you down. you scrabbled back as the others lunged for him again all being strewn across the area as he still gunned for you. You struggled to keep him at bay it wasn't working as intended but it slowed him down significantly, his lunges and punches were more like a mortal man. Slow enough to dodge you cried out moving and dodging him as best as you could then you screamed seeing the red of his eyes. He was going to?!

"NO STOP PLEASE!" He didn't listen you could see it in his face, you were an enemy something to destroy. You pulled back quickly switching from slowing him to attacking him throwing a wave of fire? Energy? You didn't know what it was but it destroyed things and right now it was your only chance at survival. You didn't hesitate. You couldn't! It was wrong, felt wrong but you attacked him just in time his lethal eyes released their heat you felt it as it hit yours causing an almost sunburn like feeling across your uncovered skin. You heard Diana screaming out at him the moment he unleashed his red gaze at you but it didn't gather his attention.The impact threw you both back, he was up quicker then you. He got up and regarded you for a second trying to figure you out then rushed at you once again, you caught him again slowing him. He looked around and fought batting at your hold of him, trying to find that weak spot again. You moved deciding to read him, it was risky and if it didn't work you were dead but...But if it did? he would be back...properly. steeling your nerves you twisted ducking dodging his fist sidestepping him spinning and throwing up a hand just catching him with your fingers hovering them at his temple and pressed one smoky glowing tendril into his mind you followed him forward maintaining contact watching as his eyes shone a bright color somewhere between purple and blue.

That was all it took to completely stop him, he was under....Sort of he was fighting you inside he felt lost and frightened, you ventured deeper projecting your self to him trying to show him you wasn't going to harm him.

"I-it's okay...I'm not gonna hurt you I just wanna help....Just helping okay...Please please don't hit me" The others held their breath not quite sure what you'd done to stop the raging kryptonian. Whatever it was working as he stood stock still his arms dropping by his sides looking off into space. Once you felt him relax you spoke to him again

"I'm going to help..Just try to stay calm okay?" he didn't really reply just let out a breath his shoulders slumping head dropping to the side pressing your fingertips to the flushed skin on his temple. You smiled letting out a shaky breath and began weaving through his mind giving gentle tugs here and there pushing the images,his memories together into something he could hopefully understand. You felt his mind loose the frantic undertone as you moved them into place and let out a breath moving your other hand to his other temple. he grunted softly moving his eyes trying to peer at you they were softer then before.

"Err what is she doing?" Diana smiled at Bruce who had just showed up with a car pulling up behind him, a woman got out and ran towards them all .

"C-clark?" Diana had to grab the woman from running to him.

"No...Not yet, he is confused he is...attacking everyone he see" the woman looked on tearfully watching the teen with glowing hands do something to him she glanced at Diana worried

"Y/n She's....helping him she said his memories were confusing him, they were jumbled...He couldn't remember who he was...What he was it wad causing him pain trying to make sense...I'd bet shes helping him remember slowly...So it doesn't hurt him" as Diana said this the woman gulped looking frightened. Diana cast a smirk over to Bruce 'I told you so'.

"So she can manipulate minds?" Diana nodded

"I told you she is powerful she has an arsenal of abilities at her disposal....And as she gets older she will get stronger...She could get more abilities to but for now she is stable." Everyone seemed to take a deep breath as they watched closely. You slowly began to retreat from the kryptonians mind, he felt better calm and collected. You pulled your hands away completely but held them in front of you still, ready to attack if need be. He blinked once twice then a third and final time and looked at you clearly moving a had to his head rubbing at his temple.

"A-are you alright now? Please tell me your alright I don't want to fight you again..." he offered a small smile to you nodding slightly.

"I'm...Better thank you" you nodded and stepped back still wary of him. Your body trembled as adrenaline rushed through you still. Going up against him was terrifying and you never wanted a rematch You flinched when he suddenly turned as a red haired woman ran up behind him he grabbed her tight in a hug seconds later the pair were flying off...He wont be helping then? Shit. You watched as they disappeared only looking down as Diana had run up to you holding your arms twisting you this way and that checking you over."Are you okay? Your not hurt are you? He didn't hit you or-or" you shook your head as she fretted over you. You flushed as the others watched as Diana moved smoothing back your hair to look you in the eye, then ran her gaze across you again in frantic zig zags.

"No I'm fine...Didn't get hit, he will be back to normal soon...I put it back together again..." she grinned at you and hugged you to herself tight.

"I'm so very proud of you...You pulled through even though you were frightened and you did it! You were very brave" you looked at the floor kicking the ground.

"Y-your proud? No ones ever been proud of me before" She smiled pulling back from you.

"Of course I am! You were scared but had a job to do, you stopped him like I knew you could and you helped him come to his senses!"

"But he left! That wasn't the plan"

"It doesn't matter...You did it...You and I hope its proved to yourself that you are in control of this, that you can help" you nodded then snapped your head over to the ship, there was a portal opening up on the other side you saw steppenwolf in it holding the box. The Motherbox was gone...He had all three.

Since the whole incident with superman the groups seemed more tolerant of you. You'd proved your usefulness to an extent so they were more receptive to you still tho they was finding it hard to see past you shyness and the fact your were a thirteen year old. But things were slightly better in the team.there was low morale they were irritated.

"Sooo? Y/N what was that back there? it think its time you told us just what you can do." the others nodded at Bruce’s statement. you took a breath and nodded to him swallowing looking him in the eye

"I-I can do lots...telekinesis moving stuff... The beamy fire thingy...That’s err w-well I’m not sure Diana calls it energy manipulation...I can sometimes make force fields and barriers....Teleportation then I can read people...Like look in there heads ...its what I did to him mindreading sort of and recently I’ve noticed I can twist thoughts...That’s what I did to him to but I swear I was just helping his thoughts were all over the place, he really really wanted to kill us..." Arthur wriggled his fingers in the air

"So that glowey eye thing you did to him makes him what? exactly." you swallowed

"I-I was..well... its hard to explain, he was angry, confused and in pain so i looked through...I put them in order;his thoughts...Just gentle tugs so he would calm down....The only other thing I have realized recently" you glanced warily across the room everyone was watching intently Diana was nodding to you she knew as you got older you’d gain more abilities.

"What is it?”

"Peoples perceptions I can change it as I see fit...Make them believe things...Make them see things.... Hallucinations and stuff... Make them experience their darkest fears of wildest dreams." there was a breath of silence Viktor smiled at you

"And it worked...Thank you I..We could all see how hard it was for you but you really pulled through" you smiled wide at them

"Really? Your not..not mad he left I mean I know that could have stopped him and dragged him back but I didn't wanna hurt the lady..." Bruce spoke up next shaking his head.

"Honestly if it wasn't for you doing what you did...We would all be dead...I'm not sure even Lois would have been enough to stop him. And you made the right call not pulling him back..Yo-you did good kid you did real good...But no pokeing around our minds you here me?" You giggled relaxing for the first time around them nodding

"I-I wouldn't do that anyway...I don't make a habit of it sometimes what you see can...Hurt" your voice trailed off and the room fell into a deafening silence everyone knew there was a story behind it but didn't press further. Barry noticing the tension spoke up.

"Soo is this a bad time to bring up my blood sugar?" Bruce sighed waving him off just before Barry left he asked you to join him. He had been much more approachable since saving him in the battle. You smiled gratefully as you knew he was giving you and escape from the 'adult talk' and followed him out of the bat cave.

This was it, you'd found him the ride over here had been...Tense and embarrassing for some...Namely Arthur who had inadvertently had a heart to heart with everyone after he'd sat his ass on Diana's lasso of truth. Yet during his funny rambling he had admitted that the thought you was 'kick ass' and that he'd been to quick to judge you, which had made you beam at him. But now as you stood with the others overlooking the chaos being unleashed upon the people you shivered, those fear demons were swarming the place and they will pose a problem for you.You were scared. Scared of the fight, scared of loosing a member of the team. And most of all scared of failure.

You watched as large mineral like pylons arched in and out of the ground causing craters into the ground, they all moved faster spreading out from the center of all the chaos. You looked towards the others as they to peered down at the town. Bruce had dropped you off and was making his way towards it. There was a massive dome covering the town that was protecting it from any outside interference. You watched as a huge swarm of those..Fear demons swirled around inside that is what you were worried about. This was the first proper full scale battle you were going to be in and you were scared so they were going to go to town on you. You held your breath when Bruce got closer and closer.

"Sh-should he be doing that alone?" You asked to no one in particular they all watched humming then turned to Diana.

"....No not alone lets go" you nodded watching as Bruce broke through the dome hitting it full speed creating an opening then slowly the dome shattered falling to the earth in huge chunks causing the ground to tremble below your feet as you all made your way down to the town. You watched intently as Bruce continued his kamikaze mission luring the fear demons his way with a loud irritating sound blasting from the batmobile. Somehow you managed to keep pace with them only just reaching the town before the fight began.

In the panic you got separated from the others but you knew what you needed to do. You moved fast doing small teleporting 'jumps' here and there using the energy around you to attack the stragglers that Were to slow to catch up to Bruce. You moved with ease as you burned and disintegrated the fear demons one by one then as you go more confident you stretched out hitting more and more with each attack slowly getting the hang of it. You stopped on top of a low building trying to work out your and the others positions. They were all scattered but Bruce was coming towards you fast but he was smothered! The demons were attacking the batmobile in one quick move you made the leap as he tore down the road like a bat out of hell. By some miracle you landed on it as you did Bruce. Began bitching at you

"What the?.....Kid what the hell are you doing? Get down from there!" Rolling your eyes you pushed on all sides creating a deadly barrier around him instantly killing anything within a nine foot radius.

"JUST KEEP GOING!" You could feel his exasperation threw the metal of the vehicle, but he continued moving using your barrier to take out more and more of them hitting right threw the main swarm leaving dust in your wake as you tore through them.

"Okay kid good job....Now off I'm about to make a quick exit" you smiled happy that he had finally acknowledged you...Praised you. You moved to the side and off quickly pulling the energy that was clogging up the air around you, using it to make a safe landing as you saw the Batmobile jump and Bruce pop out of it kicking ass.

You looked towards the huge nuclear chimney in the distance. That was your target, you began running making your way towards it, by now all your fear had died out. You'd found a new confidence, you could do this. You could help them save people. Save the world, and it was a good feeling. You moved your hands in a huge circular motion then pushed forward defeating large amounts of fear demons with larger blasts as you move further towards the epicenter where the boxes were clearly being held. Around half way Diana and Arthur caught up with you.

"Kid! Ease up!" You blinked confused as Arthur pulled your arm down.

"What? But I?" Diana cut you off.

"Y/n Steppenwolf cant know, we cant let him know what you are he will kill you...Its clear he learned his lesson from last time, he isn't fooling around one of your kind brought him down last time nearly killed him and he thinks that your all gone..." Arthur patted your shoulder

"Your our ace in the hole pipsqueak! We need you to tone it down so he don't get any ideas, you need to be up by Viktor when the boxes can be separated you have to be there and help pull them apart." You looked from one to the other.

"Clark is a no show and we still don't know how deep Viktor’s going to go...your the next one who can do it...I know I'm asking a lot but could you-" you interrupted her with a smile.

"You can count on me... I'll do it!" She smiled pulling you to her giving you a hug you missed the severe look the two shared over you.

It wasn't long before the team found itself facing of Steppenwolf himself. You and Barry got into position being put on what Barr called 'bug duty' you each moved around one another disposing of the bugs around Viktor as he worked. You flinched as the platform shook with a hit from the fight below. You whimpered frightfully feeling just how heavy the hits were.

"Y/n your okay...your okay alright! Just stay with me! " you looked to Viktor even when trying his hardest to work he was trying to calm you down. You ignored what ever doubts were in your head and pulled yourself together.

"I-I'm alright just ...Don’t worry about me I'm fine!" attacking the few bugs that your momentary fear had called over, dealing with them quickly.

That was when it happened, you saw it Diana leapt down over Arthur protecting him from falling debris. For a split second your heart stopped as you couldn't help panicking. No one should survive a direct hit like that, forgetting that they wasn't ordinary humans you feared the worst and screamed out to them. As you thought you'd just lost the closest thing to a mother you'd ever known. The thought made you loose control the blast you sent out came in two shock waves, the first quick and violent making the earth tremble and the second a rolling wave of raging fire like destruction , you didn't know how far it went but it felt much bigger than anything you'd achieved before and brought you to your knees leaving you weak.

The you gasped when you looked up seeing Diana throw the debris away and you smiled nearly sobbing as you shook on the floor. The relief was short lived as Steppenwolf's eyes locked on you, within seconds you were held by your throat he hoisted you up to his face.

"Chaos? I thought you were all dead...pity" you struggled against him, weak and unable to anything more then scratch at his hand that covered front the base of your neck all the way to your face covering your mouth and nose. He moved kicking Viktor with all his might sending him flying then he moved arm stretched out over the platform. You panicked you needed some time to get your energy back, you were exhausted drained and the fact you could use your powers was making you panic even more. You bit his hand but to no avail he was slowly suffocating you, you tried kicking at him but it didn't work.

Suddenly you could breath! As you began falling you saw Arthur’s tridents protruding from the arm that held you. You dint have time to scream as you fell feeling a strong cable loop around your ankle. Bruce had caught you and heaved you up to the platform where Viktor was. You panted trying to ease your lungs

"You alright?" You calmed yourself down nodding to him then scrabbled to the motherboxes you needed  energy and there was a perfect source right in front of you one quick swipe across it and you had taken some fro yourself, like charging up a battery.It was lucky you did as steppenwolf was coming up behind you fast you moved just in time rolling away and threw a blast at him but it didn't do much damage you were still very weak. You moved changing tactics pulling the objects around you trying to impale him or something. You landed a few hits on him as you ran around frantically dodging him. Diana got between you jumping and attacking him getting him off your back for a few seconds.

It was then you heard it, the sonic boom that was the tell tale arrival of Superman you looked up trying to spot him. But in looking up you failed to notice steppenwolf stalking towards you he had beaten away Diana and was coming for you again he raised his weapon and struck the platform making it smash and you screamed as you began falling still to weak you use your teleportation. Your descent was cut short as you were caught all you saw was a flutter of red, you looked up seeing Clark holding you gently.

"Please pay more attention...people like him wont play fair now where do you need to be?" you nodded to Viktor as he hovered for a few seconds

"Right" he nodded then flew higher you squeaked as he moved fast twisting around steppenwolf as he lunged for you both with ease and placed you next to victor.

"Stay on your guard... I mean it" he pointed a finger at you as he spoke, you gasped as you saw a huge fist flying toward him but he knew quickly dodging it then punching steppenwolf in the face sending him into the chimney , he followed him beating the crap out of him. You moved to Viktor  and placed a hand over the boxes letting some of their energy flow into you, you noticed Viktor’s quick questioning gaze.

"Its energy....And I'm low so just...Charging?" He gave a subtle nod and continued.

"Good you’ll need it" You felt your power flooding back slowly you stayed still taking as much as you could. Only stopping when you felt a shift behind you. You turned seeing Arthur Bruce and Diana battling steppenwolf but try as they might he was gaining on you and Viktor the battle naturally veered towards you. You wasn't sure what happened but something must have as Barry and Clark were no where to be seen.

Taking one last surge of energy from the boxes you pivoted throwing it to steppenwolf blasting him back down to the floor below giving Arthur the perfect opening to strike from above the others following now keeping him occupied down there. You sighed they could hold him off for a while longer.

"Is he still bothering you?" You watched as Clark dive bombed him into the floor leaving a huge crater, as the huge alien tried to sit up Clark hit him again keeping him down.

"QUICKLY THERE READY!" You held your breath as Viktor shouted this. It was time. He called Clark over and explained what had to be done.

"And fall out from these?" You and Viktor shared a look and he nodded to the kryptonian.

"Err yeah big boom." You added he nodded as you all got ready, you couldn't worry about the others now you had a job to do.

On Viktor’s signal and three of you pulled. You quickly realized this was going to hurt, you held your breath pouring everything you had into prying the boxes apart. Your body shook as your muscles ached and pulled trying to cramp as you pressed on. You screamed out i agony when you began moving them away, it was working but at what cost? You could feel your power waning fast quickly being drained. Tears streamed down your face as you tried pushing harder taking it up a gear. Your palms stung and it was getting harder to breath, the high raw power off these things made the air thick and hot it was burning your throat and lungs. Finally with one more heave they seemed to snap away from each other. The blast was something else it didn't hit you more like went through you. Hitting your insides just as hard as your skin.

You were thrown off the platform and hit the ground hard. Your back took most of the fall you wheezed trying to catch some breath. You could hear the other two laughing and joking...You didn't understand how tho didn't they just feel that? You tried moving only to cry out slightly it would have been louder but you couldn't move not even your jaw. Diana heard you tho and ran kneeling next to you.

"Y/N! Oh my god! Are you alright?" You looked at her panicked you wanted to tell her you couldn't move, but you could only lay there moving your eyes. You winced as something built up inside of you, moving...Bubbling almost you could feel it in your nerves biting at them with a sharp sting. It was quickly moving to the surface what ever this was it wanted out now! Your skin prickled hair standing on end.

"Can you? GUYS SHE-SHE CAN'T.. I DON'T THINK SHE CAN MOVE HELP! DO SOMETHING!" You watched as Diana's face went from worried to panicked making you worry more, you heard the others moving over to you but you managed a slight shake of your head. No get back! You screamed in your head for them to back away but it was to late Diana had leaned over you and moved a hand to touch you instantly she was blasted back from the contact, you felt heard her land hard a few meters away. Releasing the small blast had revealed some pressure and  was now letting the energy escape from you. In a few seconds you was able to move albeit you were stiff and slow in getting up. Your body was jerking and shuddering twitching as the your powers swirled around uncontrollably below the surface.

"Y/N what the? WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" You flinched and turned to an irate Arthur who was helping up Diana the woman placed a hand on his arm stopping him from shouting at you. Viktor to held up a hand trying to calm him.

"She couldn't help it.... The blast hit us...She absorbed it, she was using the energy earlier charging herself fro. It...she's must have absorbed to much and its trying to escape" you looked to Viktor in thanks standing slowly you could feel it the raw power ghosting the skin of your palms the bright blues and purples coiling off of you into tendrils of smoke.

You caught from the corner of your eye steppenwolf rising enraged he moved aiming his weapon for Barry. One blast was all it took for you knock the others away , steppenwolf  took most of the blast but you hit your target shattering his weapon the ricochet sending him into the thick concrete behind him. You looked to the others although they were scattered on the floor they were fine. You called all of the excess power fro. the boxes, it needed to be used and you had just the target, you felt it rise as you molded your own around it to keep control. The others watched at

"Wh-what no! NO THIS CANNOT BE!" He charged at you but you stood your ground the others watched as you became engulfed in a swirling mass of dangerous power. This is what Chaos truly looked like steppenwolf looked frightened and he had a right to be, none of them wanted to be in his shoes at that moment. You thrust both hands out hitting him directly he screamed still trying to rush forward but you pushed harder. It wasn't long before everything stopped. You let the last of the borrowed power rush forward from your palms and sighed.

Finally you was back to normal...Exhausted but normal, you dropped your hands slowly as everything retreated there was just a scorch mark where steppenwolf had stood. He was dead, you panted and wobbled a little unsteady on your feet that had really taken its toll on you. Diana ran up to you hugging you tightly supporting you as you dropped, you were dead on your feet.

"You-you killed him? How? not even we could all those years ago."you smiled then coughed a little

"Those boxes are...something else" you said chuckling you groaned as she held you tighter

"I'm so proud of you! You did so well I cant believe you did that, but don't you ever frighten me like that again you here?!" You nodded slowly to her as she pulled back holding you at an arms length you could see tears in her eyes.

"I thought I'd lost you! That I'd dragged you to your death!" You chuckled at her weakly

"Makes us even then?"

"Don’t you get cheeky with me!" She gave you a stern look then quickly smothered you with a bone crushing hug again just glad you were safe. None of the others knew where you had come from, or how you met Diana but what they did know that she had a bond with you that was not to be trifled with as they watched her dote on you who was very flushed and trying to pry her off of you.

"Dianaa stoopp! Their staring!" They chuckled at your whining and Diana's blatant ignorance to your embarrassment it was clear she was taking on the mother hen role as she licked her thumb and began wiping at a mark on your cheek making you wriggle and whine louder. The team looked to one another nodding making a silent vow to help protect and look after you. God help anyone who upsets this kid.

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Trigger warning: Major Character Death its Cryptor tho so uh ninja stans dw

Cryptor looks around at the ruins of New Ninjago City. Something is aching in his chest, but the quick self-diagnostic he runs shows that he isn’t injured.

He can almost hear his own internal fans working as his power source kicks into overdrive, struggling to compensate for the sudden wave of- of…

Emotions?

No. No, that’s not… he’s the dark nindroid general, he was built to be above that, built to be better than human, he’s not supposed to- he can’t be…

With a quiet curse, Cryptor lowers his blaster, fighting desperately to stop himself from trembling. As much as he wants to deny it, it’s the only thing he can think of that could explain what's going on.

So- okay. Okay, fine. He’s having emotions. Sure. Why not? But what the hell do they mean?

The tight feeling in his chest almost seems to be making his head swim, but he shoves it aside, forcing himself to focus on the world around him.

Right now, he needs to hunt down the ninja. He can worry about this jumbled mess later.

It doesn’t take long to find them- the Golden Master is wreaking havoc in the center of the city, so it’s no surprise that they’re fighting him there.

Shock overwhelms him when he realizes that they’re… they’re losing.

But- but that’s good. Cryptor serves the Overlord, he was built to follow his commands and help him with his take over, he-

The shock turns into what he recognizes as dread as he watches the ninja and their Senseis get tangled in the strings of Golden Power, basically immobilized by them.

Except for one.

Cryptor watches as Zane just barely manages to get away, landing on a rooftop just out of the Golden Master’s reach.

Shaking his head, Cryptor forces the feelings in his gut to the side, racing towards the building. He just- he can get on the roof, grab the stupid white ninja, and ensure his Master’s victory.

He’s only just made it to the top when he hears Zane speak, his voice low and determined as he stares at the Golden Master.

“Support me, my friends… for one last time.”

The emotions turn into a whirlwind as he struggles to comprehend what the other is doing. Eyes wide, he can only stare as the idiotic ninja parkours his way to the Overlord, and-

And wraps his hands around the Golden Armor.

“Let my friends go!” The words are strangled, choked out as his body struggles to resist the sheer power flooding his system.

“Go where, doomed ninja?” The Overlord scoffs. “The Golden Weapons are too powerful for you to behold. Your survival chance is ZERO!”

Cryptor stares. Hands shaking, he feels his blaster tumble from his grip, the weapon clattering loudly against the rooftop.

“This isn’t about numbers!” Zane chokes out, clearly putting all of his resolve into holding on tight enough and with enough willpower to prevent himself from being defeated.

And it’s then that it clicks.

Zane Julien. The white ninja. The master of ice. The bane of Cryptor’s existence, the reason he was even built. The original nindroid. Is going to die.

His mind is screaming, screaming louder than anything he’s ever heard before as he struggles to process that knowledge.

The ninja are dropped from the Overlord’s grasp. Ice starts to form on the Golden Armor, Zane putting his all into his struggle, all of his power source alongside the magic.

Cryptor finally has a name for the tight feeling in his chest.

Guilt.

All of his short life, all he’s ever done is follow orders. Orders to destroy. Orders to hurt people. Because that’s what he was built for.

He’s not like Zane. Zane was built to protect those who cannot protect themselves, and Cryptor-

… And Cryptor was based off of his design.

But he never helped. He was never the one protecting, he was, is, and always will be the one people need protecting from.

With every passing moment, the power exchanged between the two grows. At this rate, neither of them will survive.

Cryptor has orders. He needs to stop the ninja. He needs to ensure the Overlord’s victory. He needs to-

He needs to stop being a pawn and make his own decisions.

And just like that, he knows what to do.

Breaking into a sprint, he jumps off the ledge of the building, making his own reckless path to where the two fight.

It’s when he’s only a few moments away that he questions himself. Does he really want to do this? When he knows what will happen to him if he does?

Looking up at the one who’s so willing sacrificing himself to protect the innocent people of Ninjago, Cryptor realizes that he does.

Jumping upwards, Cryptor grabs onto the Golden Armor, feeling its power surge through him in a way he’s never felt before. The sheer energy coming off of it feels almost enough to make him shut down on the spot, but he pushes through it, looking over at Zane, taking in his shocked expression.

“What are you doing?!” The Overlord shouts, his anger coming off of him in waves.

Cryptor shifts his power source into overdrive, ignoring the numerous warnings that pop up in his vision.

“Protecting those who cannot protect themselves.”

Zane’s shocked and confused expression is all the answer he needed.

Forcing a smile past the pain, he shifts his grip so that he’s right beside the white ninja.

He looks him in the eyes, noting the missing piece of his faceplate and the mixture of fear and desperation underlying his surprise.

“Live to fight another day,” Cryptor tells him, “and remember me when you do.”

And with that, he slams into the white ninja, making him lose his grip, forcing him to fall to the ground, to where he’ll hopefully be seen and grabbed by his friends.

The pain from the Golden Armor is starting to make his vision turn fuzzy, and Cryptor takes one last final breath before letting his power source hit critical mass.

There’s a moment, one small moment that he’s able to process something in before it overloads.

The tight feeling that was in his chest before is gone.

And there’s a new one in its place, one that doesn’t need any deciphering.

Cryptor feels a weak smile find him as he feels truly happy for the first time in his miserable excuse for a life.

And that makes it all worth it.

#ninjago #ninjago fanfiction #cryptor #general cryptor #ninjago cryptor #major character death #ninjago season 3 #[cackles in angst] #snippet #fanfic

[kuramapijama]

7 ,,,, lucky number 7‼👀 (Jotaro and mikki best ship love Mitarooo💓)

"I felt as if his heart was in my hands. I held it. I've never felt more closer to him than at this very moment. I want to cherish him, for the rest of my life.."

Okay, number 7! Accidental kiss!! xD I REALLY like this one! It's similar to corner of the mouth kiss, which is a fave of mine. Thank you, I'll try my best. Read below:

"OOF!" She let out a big huff, dropping the books on the table as she checked her list.

"Chinese Acupuncture, human anatomy, medical languages... da da da... ah!" Mikki squint her eyes looking at the paper, lifting up her reading glasses for a better view.

It was a new day for Mikki Lai. With a 4 year old son and a dojo to look after, she felt she needed another job to do. What she gained from her Judo Dojo wasnt enough to pay bills, and she was desperate to find another career. She had decided to peruse a career in nursing school, with the ambitious plan to become a doctor afterwards. A doctor in what field exactly? She hadn't a clue yet.

"I missed one. N-Neuro-science.. isn't that..brains stuff?! Ugh what am I getting myself into??" Mikki sighed, she was overwhelmed. She never worked so hard for anything other than her usual martial arts. Her knowledge of human anatomy was for hurting people, not the opposite. She sighed and made her way to the medical section once again. Standing on her tiptoes, she reached for the book. Of course, she couldn't reach it.

'Damn these short genetics.'

Her arm reached up, trying hard to get the damn book. Her stand, Careless Whisper was summoned. The stand's hand touched the book, but was interrupted by a familiar presence.

"I got it."

The green haired woman jumped, startled by the man's voice behind her. Her stand immediately hid away. She knew who it was the minute he spoke. His presence alone she knew.

Jotaro.

What was he doing here? Did he follow her into the library? Whatever the reason, Mikki didn't want to know.

Her eyes were sharp, shooting him a glare right off the bat. Mikki had never gotten along too well with Jotaro. She always saw him as competition, something she couldn't beat, or accept as something she actually yearned for. She was uneasy around him, she didn't like it. The only clarity between them was confusion.

They looked at one another without saying a word. Mikki, keeping her glare dead set on the tall man. Jotaro, feeling a bit awkward looking down at her. He too, couldn't ever voice his true feelings, but his feelings were different from her's. He wanted to be her friend again.

"That's alright, I got it. I don't need your help." Spat the short woman, clear anger in her voice. She once again summoned her stand, but, suddenly felt shivers upon her skin. It wasn't clear why. Jotaro hasn't made a move, it wasn't his doing. Somehow, it was Careless Whisper. The stand froze, along with her user, completely unable to move.

Jotaro raised an eyebrow at this, confused.

"Mikki? What's wrong?"

And with her name on his lips, Mikki's breath hitched, she'd been holding it in. Why had she felt so vulnerable at that moment? For some reason, she felt uncomfortable with Careless Whisper, and Jotaro, together in the same room. She felt almost naked. Her stand was something she always felt shame of, she'd reach an unbelievable amount of strength to gain control over it. But now, after those years they spent apart, it felt strange for Jotaro to see her again. Mikki was nervous.

Jotaro ignored her strange behavior, and went ahead with getting the book anyway. He lifted his arm, his jacket sleeve hanging down, touching the top of Mikki's head. This snapped Mikki back into reality.

"No, dammit Jojo! I said I'd get it!"

As Mikki did a second ago, Jotaro had also been surprised by her calling him "Jojo". She hadn't called him that since they were teenagers.

It seemed the both of them were too nervous to be with each other.

She sighed, hating to climb the shelf but did so anyway without much thought. Her weight ontop of the many books beside her, caused the shelf to collapse. Jotaro's instincts were fast, he held Mikki by her hips to prevent her from falling. This was an even worse mistake. If a single name affected them, a touch was a million times more effective.

Mikki and Jotaro lost their grip and stumbled onto each other. Her glasses falling off her face as gravity pulled her closer to Jotaro.

And with that.... their faces were mere inches apart. Her lips brushed softly against Jotaro's. It certainly felt as if time had stopped. Perhaps, it did..

'I have a few seconds before time starts back up again.. God knows when she'll ever give me another chance.'

And the man with the hat took his chance, he kissed Mikki. The woman who always bickered with him, yelled at him, healed him, spoke with about their dreams and futures, stayed with him even with his bad attitude, his friend, his first kiss, his first love, the woman who held his heart.

He felt bliss when he closed his eyes and touched her. His hand rested gently on her waist, not wanting to scare her. He hated that this couldn't last long. Jotaro knew how awkward it was with Mikki.

Time was back to normal, Mikki had backed away from Jotaro. Her heart skipped beats, barely able to process what had happened. Jotaro, seeing Mikki's own face flushed and now realizing the position they were in, became flustered, his face becoming red. He gulped, starting to sweat and feel embarrassed.

"......"

Just silence. Awkward, nervous silence.

'Did, he just kiss me? What is this... why is my heart racing. I can't move. Jojo's face is so red, he's blushing. Is- is he sweating too?"

Mikki started to notice Jotaro's appearance more, his tan had become even more tanned. Probably from living in Florida, she wondered. He had looked older, with dark circles under his blue eyes. Was he working too hard? The little hair curl that always peaked out from his hat was gone. She thought he finally kept his hair neat now. Her hand became curious, moving through his shirt, feeling his heart pick up it's pace. Mikki's own heart mimicked Jotaro's, racing fast. His hand grazed her knee, sending shivers down her skin. His body radiating a warmth that melted her.

Mikki loved this feeling. She missed him. She craved him. She wanted him.

Mikki wanted Jotaro.

"I felt as if his heart was in my hands. I held it. I've never felt more closer to him than at this very moment. I want to cherish him, for the rest of my life.."

~~~♡

Oke. I am FINALLY FINISHED!!! This took SO LONG WTH. Kinda random how the story shifted from Mikki's career to her feelings around Jotaro. Its just so I can introduce her character a bit.. Yes she's very weird in the fact that she hates him, but actually really cares about him and has strong romantic feelings for him. Jotaro's romantic feelings are the same, he's more laid back about it tho, compared to Mikki. Anyway, PLEASE tell me your thoughts! Anything on anon, whichever...thank you if you read this far lol. Lmk if you liked it!♡ I love this ship and love to write for them♡♡♡

[musashi]

Hey Sky!!! I haven't had much time to play recently because work and burnout but I'm desperately craving SS lore so!! Some questions!

Were there any holidays on Skyloft (that were unique or resembled our own?)? What one was your favourite!!!

Are funerals different on Skyloft? There's a graveyard I found, but its a really small island wouldn't you run out of room?

Was Skyloft bigger than it shows in game?? 0:

Where do the Loftwings sleep at night!! There's no aviary anywhere is there??

Before you could go to the surface, did you ever touch the cloud barrier or would your loftwing not go anywhere near it?

Were big weather phenomenons common?? Did it rain above the clouds???

Is there any rhyme or reason to why the knight uniform is a certain colour each year? Does it correspond with anything or picked at random?

(Were you hoping for green, or another colour?)

Did you have a favourite spot to jump off and call for Aepon?? In game I like climbing the big tower (where you first find groose) and free falling for a lil bit hehe

Also what does Fi feel like?? Is she solid or smooth does she give good hugs I know she's probably not one to give them but every time I see her I am wrapping my arms around her and hugging her anyway I love her ;v;

Annnnd thats it for now!!! I will return with more eventually tho :D

ah i know how it be! but i hope you can have more fun in skyloft soon. these are all really good questions i got SO excited when i saw them ehehe~

kin ramblings below the cut!

Were there any holidays on Skyloft (that were unique or resembled our own?)? What one was your favourite!!!

we had so many festivals and street fairs i cannot remember them all i just remember spending a lot of time either outside at them or running away from them with zelda because i got sensory overload fghfggh. there was a kinda halloween-like one where we all wore masks, i really liked that one! and a festival where we celebrated our loftwings by just taking the day off and spending it with them. i think that was probably my favourite because i could just take a day off and fall asleep on aepon.

i wish i had clearer memories but they all kind of blend together, celebrations in skyloft are always outside with lots of lanterns and pinwheels and confetti and face paint fdghgfg.

Are funerals different on Skyloft? There's a graveyard I found, but its a really small island wouldn't you run out of room?

not everyone gets buried, a lot of knights especially have their remains scattered amongst the clouds. i can't say i have a lot of memories of what funerals are like but one thing i do remember is that levias always came to bless the dead as we remembered them. he would fly above us and sing, guiding souls back to the goddess. i wish i remembered more but i'm gonna be real i dissociated through the only funeral i ever went to.

Was Skyloft bigger than it shows in game?? 0:

slightly, but not much! there were WAY more houses but it is a very small community with not a lot of room. the game does a pretty good job of like. compacting it ghdfgh.

Where do the Loftwings sleep at night!! There's no aviary anywhere is there??

god ok i learned this at the academy at some point but i was half paying attention i can't remember the exact intricacies of it. i think they have their own, like, territory that they nest in. its obviously not in the map in game its like its own thing very special kin memory exclusive. iirc they don't let humans get close unless they NEED our intervention and very few people have ever actually seen the fabled Loftwing Sanctuary(tm) there's just some written records of what its like.

Before you could go to the surface, did you ever touch the cloud barrier or would your loftwing not go anywhere near it?

it made aepon nervous so i didn't bother. though i was told he was a lot less nervous than most? loftwings have a natural aversion to the cloud barrier and knights have to gradually expose them to it to train them to fly lower. apparently aepon was a low flyer to begin with but i could still feel his heart racing and panic whenever we dove.

he hated getting near it and the first time i had to drop into one of the breaches we circled it for like ten minutes because i kept having to calm him down. its unnatural for a loftwing to drop their partner without the intent to catch them again and he had a rough time!!!

Were big weather phenomenons common?? Did it rain above the clouds???

not much weather up there but every once in a while storms would form in thunderheads like the one in the game. they would very occasionally form over skyloft, and thats when you'd get weather.

it stormed and rained enough that i'd consider it, like, normal. no snow tho! i never saw snow until the surface it scared the shit outta me.

aepon loved thunderstorms! he always wanted to go flying in them. he'd give me the biggest puppy eyes. up until my junior year they were one of our favourite things to do together despite the protests of everyone we knew x3

Is there any rhyme or reason to why the knight uniform is a certain colour each year? Does it correspond with anything or picked at random?

i think it's just random. either that or owlan just has a bunch of paint chips taped to a wall and he and horwell get drunk and throw darts at them. i like that better.

(Were you hoping for green, or another colour?)

red was my favourite colour, i was hoping for a brighter shade of it than the darker red the knights a decade or so back got. blue was my second choice because it brings out my eyes~ was not expecting green because green was the colour like, two years back? but a brighter green. literally blindsided me entirely. probably would have guessed every other colour before green.

cannot believe that is the colour i accidentally forced dozens of reincarnations to wear. its so fucking funny. it does look good tho.

Did you have a favourite spot to jump off and call for Aepon?? In game I like climbing the big tower (where you first find groose) and free falling for a lil bit hehe

god the light tower is prime jumping spot ur right... i fell asleep on the edge with the waterfall a lot, that whole place was bliss if i could catch it grooseless. the pumpkin patch. the stray remlit. the shady tree and sound of water perfect for naps. some days i wanted to just sleepily roll off the edge and land on aepon's back lol. that's probably where i called him most often, given how much time i spent there~

Also what does Fi feel like?? Is she solid or smooth does she give good hugs I know she's probably not one to give them but every time I see her I am wrapping my arms around her and hugging her anyway I love her ;v;

i never know how to answer this in an accessible way i always just want to say she feels exactly how she looks she'd feel dghfg

her face is metal and her 'clothes' are clothes... her dress is like. velvety? but in a way that doesn't make my skin crawl (i don't like that texture fdgdf) and the trim on it is golden and shiny and smooth and good. the only thing thats weird is her wingarms because they phase in and out of corporeality. like you can feel the fabric of them but it feels so light its like you're touching a ghost. i get the impression she can control this. i do not know why. i mean she can turn into light and phase through things so she probably can.

she can give good hugs, its just very interesting circumstances, if that makes sense? if she believes a hug will yield a favourable outcome she will give the best hug she is capable of. there were a number of times where she hugged me because i broke down a lot and fi had the data to prove that physical contact was important. human beings need approximately eight hugs a day to achieve balanced social and emotional health, she'd say. she's great.

she didn't initiate physical contact unless i was in crisis but she didn't shy away from it when i would pointlessly hug her either. we found our rhythm hehe. her hugs were very soft and loose like a blanket being wrapped around my shoulders. sometimes cold. she was always the temperature of her blade though so if we were somewhere hot i got warm sword hugs heehoo~ i love fi

#kin ramblings #frogswampert #wendy answers #THANK YOU FOR THESE SCREAMS

[gaming-thoughts-by-an-idiot]

"You're suffering from 'rad worms', I'm suffering from a lot of things... like irritation."

"I'm glad my choices are shown in the wasteland"

"Why can't they realise I shot them on accident? I'm lowering my weapon? Ugh fine, bye brotherhood"

"Mmm loot"

"The motherlode? I've never heard of that quest before"

"2/5? Cheatsss, where ya at"

"Ok, its 1am, I don't have time to do a full quest."

"I wish Beckett said nice things to me"

"What am I doing here again? Right. Foundation thing"

"Aww... bye bryan..bryanand...seth? Bye you two, you're welcome to join my group anytime"

"I need--" *controller starts to vibrate* [cave man spongebob meme] "where, where the bad"

"Ew people outside..."

"Its 1am? Go to bed humans, what the f, who's outside at 1am mon- tuesday?"

*jumps from train car to another* "whee"

"Where the fuck is--" *loud unknown alien shreik that's choking on soda* "fucking fuckety fuck, can people PLEASE stop leaving their power armour skeleton behind? I'm going to cRY"

"Aaaaaa where is the fucking thief... fine, you win, I'll put on the tracker"

"52% you fucker"

"YoU aRe SuFfErInG fRoM rAd WoRmS"

"Blood eagle flayer? More like blood eagle FLYING- EYY"

"Yes raider woman, my weapon is amazing. I bought it from my adopted player. For 5k, worth it tho"

"Smile, Meg. I'm not taking a new pic, this is it. No no I gave you the chance"

"DoNt ThEy KnOw We WeRe HeRe FiRsT"

"Dude... if you sit in a chair, and leave and come back and a person is sitting there... that's not your chair anymore, if you didnt put your name on it, or say loudly that's your seat. Bruh, you're stealing their shit. Just own up to it, lame ass raider. Nuka world raiders wouldve killed you for breathing"

"I've soon caught up to my sister in level... I cant wait, its gonna be a race from there on"

"I hate Raf"

"Killing a glowing creature isnt a daily? Wtf? Its 1am?"

"??? Ok somehow I missed the glowing creature part of the daily?"

"If I sleep now, I can game more tomorrow"

"I feel so fucking clever. If I sell the photos to foundation or crater, then jump map, and then give it to Davenport... it's like I never did and I've earned 160 caps bitches"

"Pumpkin house... camp... Davenport... sleep"

"Get out of there so I can lock your fucking container"

"Why is there like 6 people left on the map"

"Theres a fucking fly in here and this is why you dont open windows"

"6 hours until I have to wake up, and it could've been 7 or even 8 but noooo~ I just had to do the daily🙄"

"I'm sorry fam, I have to leave...... to join another world"

"Is it still adopting a player if the character is a higher level than you? Bcuz I've somehow adopted one that's lvl 300... or wait, no, I didnt get adopted cuz I didnt require help or anything? I helped them... if anything the player is stalking both my characters??? I am confusion 😖"

"... theres a nuke...... ok it depends on the other players"

"Oh fuck yeah, I'm going"

"Cmere papa wendigo "

"I just stole a magazine right in front of a high level dude omg I'm so scared"

"Ok, I'm ready, liquid courage"

"Why do players shoot on others? Is it to check if they pvp? Of they have Pacifist on? Like? Why waste bullets"

"Damn! That was like 4 mins, always join high level players, wow!" *me being a high level player*

"Amazing, I cant get over it"

"Ok, camp, then sleep"

"... no, no more quests."

"Yay, five floors... ok, jesus, gaming is addictive"

"Goodbye friends, thank you for the event"

#gaming #fallout 76 #relatable gaming thoughts #memes #fallout #fallout76 #funny #fo76

[askmyboys]

I’d call these more, my own interpretations instead of just OCs

I’ll tell you how this happened tho, i was literally just comin back from a l o n g ass road trip listenin to the musical and my tired lil brain started thinkin bout these boys and i was like ...what if i just,, made my o w n versions of em? What if I just,, and then boom, out popped well, this-

| Names: Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde

| Nicknames: Jekyll doesn’t much care for nicknames but Hyde calls him Jek, Hen or Hen-Hen, or Henny which he REALLY hates. For the other, it’s either Ed or just simply Hyde ...Jekyll has given him many ‘nicknames’ mostly they are hateful ones tbh.

| Genders: Henry goes by he/him and Hyde goes by he/him and it/its

| Ages: Unknown but they are both adults

| Heights: Jekyll is 5’7” and Hyde is like 6’6” for sure (even tho they inhabit the same body, fuck it, im makin the rules ..andchangingthemfromtheogthing but i say height changes when Hyde’s in control)

| Species/Races: Henry’s a human ofc and Hyde? Honestly, idk what this thing is, all i can tell you is he’s stinky

| Eye Colors: Jekyll’s eyes are a Baby Blue color and Hyde’s eyes are Blood Red (ooh e d g y man)

| Hair Colors: Jekyll’s hair is honestly a messy curly undercut and the color of it is a dark brown and he has gray on the sides meanwhile Hyde’s hair is Black and in a spiked quiff style and he also has gray on the sides

| Skin Colors/Body Types: Jek’s a BIT pale but Hyde’s a much more- his skin is definitely more so a Whitish Gray kinda color so it’s definitely more noticeable than Jek’s skin if you look close enough at that (things do have to change when a certain one is in control of the body, can’t be EXACTLY the same or else it might give away that their the same person hehe) and their body types don’t really change- Jek’s body type is skinny (nothing TOO bad ofc, just a tad bit) if Hyde had his own body he’d definitely be a more average kinda bulkier build.

| Appearances: Okay first things first- they both have circle beards EXCEPT Hyde’s is a LOT more scruffier (he also has thicker sideburns btw!) and a BIT more grown out than Jek’s which is trimmed a bit more and groomed perfectly.

Jekyll usually has the typical lab coat on and a baby blue turtleneck underneath it, he also has blue pants that he wears with it as well and some oxford shoes that match the outfit, he also wears circle glasses as well (they help him see a lot better p much whereas when Hyde’s in control he doesn't really need em actually) Henry has a GOOD amount of scars all over his body, whether it be by accident, inflicted on purpose, or something more… It’s partially why he keeps his turtleneck on mostly and the lab coat helps as well- he’s ashamed of the scars and he tries to hide them especially so no one will worry about him, also for some more minor details- he wears a black watch on his wrist as well (he has no piercings or nothin like that) that’s p much it for Jek tbh, his features are p much 100% human so uh yeye

Now onto Hyde’s outfit- And yes, keep in mind- he’s still kinda,, an entity or whatever the fuck he is inside Henry’s body essentially but he DOES change his clothes when going out- his main one for going out is usually a black cloak he wears around himself (the outfit underneath is a black suit vest with a long dark red tie (his shirt underneath the suit vest is a dark red long sleeved shirt), he also wears black pants, and dark red oxford shoes, and of course he’s got a black top hat on (the band on it is red, definitely keeping a black n red themed appearance here aint he?) (his other outfits, hm I can leave up to the imagination tbh this is just for when he’s travelling around and so other people don’t spot him nearly as easily, especially when it’s n i g h t t i m e…) he’ll wear whatever the fuck he wants, and it doesn’t have to be fancy in the s l i g h t e s t- he has a variety of options.

He also has pointed ears, razor sharp teeth (got them bear trap teeth but not only that, he’s got a lot more s e c r e t teefs than that ;) he’s a lot more monstrous on the inside than the outside i’ll say that much, Jek’s n Hyde’s anatomy does change and transform depending on who gains control ...honestly it probs hurt to have your body transform and shift like that ouchie) he also has multiple tongues, he has claws that he painted black and red for the a e s t h e t i c s ya know- and hell at this point he might as well have tentacles ...He might- but I mean if you really wanna know, fuck around and find out for yourself and fuck it- he also has a dark red devil style tail since he wanna act like fuckin Satan himself smh

...I made him a lot more monstrous than originally planned but eh its fitting- bc this is Jek’s body even with a LOT of changes in these regards, he’s got the same scars n such as that, he also wears black and red spiral gauges in his ears (I should also say, he can technically hide these features to make himself appear more human, i didnt originally intend on giving him any actual monstrous features except maybe sharp teeth, claws, n the pointed ears but here we are, he still gotta not arouse suspicion around him too much tho) also his eyes have dark circles around them, not because he’s a tired man he’s just a fucking- hellish bastard who loves to look intimidating.

| Personalities: Let’s uhh start off with Jekyll because he’s better and nicer and not nasty and gross n smelly looking- He’s kind, sweet, compassionate, caring, honestly wouldn’t hurt a fly himself- could never willingly hurt someone! A sweet babey man! He’s very intelligent- I mean,, he IS a Doctor after all, he takes pride in his work but it’s not that overbearing narcissistic type pride, he’s just proud of the breakthroughs he’s made ...Granted, there is one “breakthrough” he wished he could take back .. -glancing slowly at Hyde in the reflection of the mirror- ahem- but he’s always been pretty outgoing but a lot has changed since, that abomination came into his life, sure he still tries his best to be a good person, he tries his very damnedest to find some sorta way to separate or better yet a way to destroy this evil vile beast that plagues his and everyone else’s lives! He’d rather destroy Hyde than separate from him because even then, it's still back to square one only with worse damage since he’d be of his own free will now.

He shuts himself away in his Lab a LOT, as much as he can anyways to avoid going out and risking something more happening to anyone else, of course…

There is no avoiding the outside world forever, he needs things to eat and drink, he needs things to keep his body functioning and not to mention not going outside could drive him, well, more insane than he already feels he is- He just tries to be as quick as he can about it before the other takes control or tries to, Jek definitely has a lotta anxieties and fears, and ya know at this point I mean,, hell- the man’s got trauma- Sometimes he wonders if any of this is actually real, if he had just gone insane and was just imagining all this, sometimes his head hurt because of all the thoughts and potential scenarios along with their outcomes plagued his mind, he feels a lot of things he never thought he’d feel towards anyone, he feels anger and hatred toward Hyde but in a way aside from feeling so negatively toward the other, he can’t help but admire the way Hyde wishes to just simply l i v e, and even before this beast became apart of him… He was always anxious deep down and almost scared to take that jump when needed.

But Hyde? Hyde doesn’t seem to even c a r e! That thing lives it’s life without any care whatsoever, he doesn’t have any anxieties or fears at all it seems! In a way, Henry might even be a lil envious toward the other’s carefree attitude and that he’s free of anxieties and fears ...H-He still doesn’t want the other around, he still wishes to destroy Hyde of course, even with the envy and maybe a slight bit of admiration he has his morals and principals, and if Hyde continues to exist or w o r s e gets his own body it could prove v e r y perilous.

Now onto… Eugh, Hyde- The bastard man himself- He’s stinky- an evil bastard who really needs just a good punch in the face (god don't do it yourself tho, he’ll probs eat ur entire arm) Hyde’s absolutely disgusting, will do ANYTHING to get what he desires, he can be narcissistic in some regards, VERY prideful and greedy in many ways, he isn’t above committing murder like really, was he EVER above it? If he wanted, he’d literally murder you not even for a bag of corn chips but literally just one, psh- selling you to satan for one? Bah that’s amateur’s work! He’s somehow a minor inconvenience who can commit REALLY nasty and horrible atrocities at the same time if he feels like it, if he finds out something annoys you or REALLY pisses you off he’s going to keep doing it, he will literally try driving you insane just for the fun of it, really at this point it doesn’t seem like he HAS much of a goal but to just l i v e and cause chaos, destruction, and mayhem wherever he goes, he despises Jekyll in many ways, one being for trying to destroy him first and foremost but also Henny is just s o fucking weak, such a weak man with far too many anxieties, fears, etc- He’d be SO much better of a man if he’d simply let Hyde take control and STAY in control!

It’d make everything a lot easier, then Jek wouldn’t have to worry about ANYTHING ever again! No more of that pathetic nonsense! If it were possible, Hyde would absolutely l o v e to have his own body, separate from Jekyll, that way he could have his own life separate from that pathetic weakling’s! But… Even then, Jekyll and Hyde are one, in many ways they are absolutely apart of one another, two sides of the same coin, even with their MAJOR differences in personality and Hyde almost seeming like an entirely different entity just merely possessing Jekyll, after all, Hyde will admit it himself, he spawned from deep within Jekyll’s mind, he’s tried to get the other to see time and time again that he’s always been apart of the other deep down, Jek’s always had a more mad and evil side to him! Even if the other will deny this and take the denial to his grave, Hyde always persists in trying to get the other to see the truth in front of his eyes!

Aside from that tho, Hyde is just generally a dick and loves to mess with Jek and terrify him sometimes for literally no reason, hell he could be bored one day and decide “Hey Henny, fuck you, you suck” he loves to start drama, he loves to cause problems on purpose- Both of them would give anything to separate from each other, even if Hyde knows the truth deep down bout the both of them, even if he were always originally a part of Jekyll, it didn’t matter, that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t jump at the opportunity to get his own body, away from that pathetic coward of a man!

| Side Facts: Jekyll rarely ever gets to relax or any free time, he’s too worried to give himself that in fear he’ll lose control, he’s almost CONSTANTLY fighting to keep control over the other, even though he knows it's physically impossible to do so, after all, he can’t stay awake forever, sure that doesn’t stop him from trying to stay awake as long as he can before his body practically forces him to pass out and he’s MUCH weaker than he used to be, I mean hell, given how long Jekyll seems to have been around, fighting SO much and almost EVERY single day has practically worn his body down but whenever there is an opportunity for any “free” time he usually spends it trying to figure out an antidote or a way to get rid of Hyde (I will say, before Hyde REALLY started doing bastardous n horrendous things, Jek would still get annoyed with him bc he was always that way but he actually, I’d say tolerated him more so than he does by now) and Hyde even- well, he still disliked Henry IMMENSELY so, but he definitely wasn’t as bad or as awful as he is to the other now, it was more so I tolerate you and we dont have to seriously fight or struggle with each other for control and back then Jek would even sometimes let Hyde have control.

But then… A serious incident (I wont name what exactly) but a serious incident that happened caused the two to absolutely despise each other (i didnt say up there, yes, Hyde absolutely despises Jekyll but there is some heavily hidden admiration in regards to the other’s determination, his persistence, and even somewhat of his creativity, Jekyll despite being an annoying nuisance in Hyde’s way, he does have some admirable things about him) but anyway- ever since that incident occurred, Jek has tried almost EVERYTHING he knew of to get rid of Hyde, even if separation from his body would still be bad bc that could mean Hyde would obtain his own body honestly? I believe Jekyll would still take that opportunity if he were given it, if he needed, he’d try and find someway to stop Hyde’s evil, maybe it’d be easier even if the other had his own body, he didn’t know, he just wishes he could be free from all this torment and agony like gosh damn give this man a b r e a k. Give him some fruit gummies and an appy juice carton and leave him be!

When Hyde is in control he wastes little time in finding things to do, being able to be out, to see the world, the world ripe for chaos and destruction, he wastes little time in getting straight to work with whatever his devious lil mind wants to think of- also for more monstrous purposes, back up there, I was p vague with the mention of teeth on his insides- p much teeth going down his throat and hell who knows, the bastard probably has teeth on the inside of his stomach at this rate- Another not so fun fact, this man can unhinge his jaw! Yaaay so u can see sharp teefs! ...He does have to kinda set his jaw back in place though bc god forbid Jek takes control then.

Smh imagine taking back control of your body only to have a fucking dislocated j a w wouldn’t that be hellish?

Hyde rarely ever does this for a few reasons- he only does it if he’s in the mood for just takin a big chomp outta someone (big chompy) just, just please- lock this thing away- or kill it, it's a menace to society and deserves nothing good- two more things btw, tbh I genuinely wasnt even considering inhuman features at first but ya know, I compromised- he has them he just chooses to hide them more often and speaking of, while Hyde says he’s always been apart of Jekyll (well this version I made anyway) that deep down their two sides of the same coin, can you really believe him? I mean, I’m not going to spoil it and tell ya anything in that regard, but who knows, who knows what Hyde REALLY is, whether or not he’s always been apart deep down inside of Jek or just some form of entity that spawned via that wonderful little formula.

And the final thing is, their voices are p much based on the musical ones' voices- Hyde’s is that deeper n raspier kinda voice while Jek’s is much softer and ya know POLITE sounding.

#my own versions #im not gonna tag them as OCs or anything like that #so they get an entirely different tag #jekyll and hyde #we have one himbo doctor who honestly shoulda known better smh and then we have one bastard #who needs to be put on a fucking leash

[smokahuntis]

Venari

Hunt

Pairing : Jacob Frye x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, fluff, ANGST, love, ARGUING

Summery: Jacob finds himself not wanting to leave (y/n) in the morning even tho he has to.

This was based off this post, idk why but it inspired me.

She looked so peaceful, the sun coming in threw her white curtains, dancing on her bare skin. He never knew how she didn’t wake up with it right in her eyes but he didn’t mind it. He loved just laying there for a few minutes with her in his arms. But he always has to go, if he didn’t and Eve found out, she’d have his head, and if her father found it, he’d be dead. Perks of sleeping with the enemies daughter, but if she wasn’t the most beautiful human being to ever exist.

(Y/n) was nothing like her father, or Jacob for the matter, it blew his mind how he always ended up here. She always kind, sorta sassy but kind. Even when she first met the assassin, found him snooping around her fathers office. She was an angel he didn’t know was real, a gift given to him for who knows what reason but he was never letting it go, specially after the first time he taste it, like a forbidden fruit.

He always had to leave, anytime they had nights like the last he had to leave early. He wasn’t really sure what their relationship was, but after last night he wasn’t sure if he should leave or not. It was different, so much different. It awoken an almost primal sense, a need, a need to protect her. Better then any of the Templar outside could, that was proven after how easy he got in last night, even with the upped security.

He moved quickly, finding his way into her art room with ease. Slipping threw the cracked window he found her painting. She always created such beautiful scenery and buildings, but never anything like this. It was him, beautiful crafted in acrylic and oils, and without him even being here for example.

“You know if you keep using that window someone will notice...” her voice was quiet, almost to quiet.

“Why is there so many men outside?” He asked speaking about the Templar’s stationed on the roof and surrounding area.

“My father has left town...” she said letting down the brush and paints before turning to him. Her eyes were red and glossy, dull but they sparkled once they met his. “We wouldn’t say why but... Jacob...” she shook her head looking down before finding the carriage to continue. “There is a man hunt for you...”

His eyes were shocked, shifted. His heart raced, he was always so careful, he never left marks or anything behind he made sure of it, so how did he knows. He went to speak, to ask but she cut him off as tears fell from her eyes again.

“It’s my fault...” she whimpered out and he stepped forward wiping her tears instantly. He shook his head disagreeing with her but she nodded.

“I... I drew a picture of you and he found it... he knows and I- I can’t stop it... I can’t... Jacob.” She sobbed falling into his chest as he held her tightly to him. He’d never seen her cry, never seen her so hurt in his life, and over him. It broke his heart to see her like this. He’d been with many women and he’d seen many cry but he’d never been as affected by them as he was by (y/n).

“It’s not your fault...” he said rubbing her back, trying to think of the words to say.

“It is!” She looked up at him. “I shouldn’t have let you in!”

“What...” there it was, that shatter of his heart. The glass breaking from a small impact. She moved away from him running her fingers threw her hair.

“I let you in...you had to work to get into my fathers office that day, but the days after I left the windows unlocked and you kept coming back. I let you into my home, to my studio, to my bed...” she let out another sob before finishing. “To my heart...”

Suddenly it was like he was alive again, his heart placed into her hands instantly as he reached for her pulling her into a kiss, a kiss like no other. Sweet and passionate, salty from her tears. Her hands wrapped around his neck instantly as he picked her up with ease, it was almost a routine at this point. Kicking open the side door that led to her bedroom he laid her on the bed gently.

“If I’m going to be hunted for making a women love me, I’m going to love her back” he said, his voice dripping with lust. Her eyes locked with his as her hands moved taking off his hat and setting it aside.

“You don’t mean that...” she said looking at him, his messy hair everywhere already. His right hand came down to his blade pulling it from its holder and moving it to her corset, this was a normal thing. He hated corsets.

“Oh I do.” He said cutting the strings of the thick material and letting it fall open onto the bed as she looked at him, sitting up.

“You don’t love me Jacob...” she said watching him move around. Completely ignoring the serious statements she’s trying to make as he got undressed from his clothes.

“Is that really what you think?” He said laying his weapons aside before turning back to her, only in his under shirt now, along with his pants. “You know I should really start dressing down before I come here, because this outfit is a pain...”

“Jacob, this is serious!” She stood, her dress not holding much shape because of the missions corset. “And it’s not what I think it’s what I know!” He scoffed and looked at her.

“It’s what you know?”

“Yes!”

“How do you know I don’t love you? How do you know I don’t get up every morning thinking about you? How do you know I’m not out there! Risking my life everyday so I can come back to you!” She was taken back by his words but she was quick to answer, a fire burning in her as she did.

“Because if you thought about me every morning you would have stayed! Because if you loved me you wouldn’t be out sleeping with every girl in the streets!”

“Because I can’t love you!....” he yelled back. It was a true statement, he couldn’t love her, not with who they were, it was dangerous. But his voice still broke with his next words.. “But I do...” he moved closer to her looking down at her. “And I beg you to me show you...”

She looked at him her eyes searching his as if a lie is going to jump out at her and show itself, but she found nothing but admiration in his hazel eyes. Nothing but love.

“Then show me...” she whispered out looking at him. That’s all he needed to hear, before his lips met hers again, his hands sliding the blue dress from her body before laying her back on the bed.

He slipped his shirt off exposing his toned body to her for the hundredth time. And just like all the other times her fingers instantly found the eagle that marked his chest. Dancing over the imprinted skin before moving to the back of his neck, pulling him closer to her.

His hands roamed her body like he’d never done it before, but he knew every curve and edge, and in and out like his pistol. She was an art form in its self, no sculptor could make something as perfect as the way she looked under him. His lips moved to hers again before meeting her neck, then her collar bone. Kissing and nipping at her skin, but being sure not not leave marks. That’s when an idea came to him.

“I want you to mark me...” he groaned against her skin as he continued to move down, kissing over her ribcage, pulling small moans from her, but his words peaked her interest.

“What?” She said sitting up on her elbows looking down at him, he didn’t stop his assault on her stomach, he just kept moving closer to her soaking core. He chuckled not giving her an answer as he flattened his tongue against her clit. She throw her head back letting out a moan of overwhelming pleasure, but he still didn’t answer, instead he spread her legs apart and started eating her out like he was trying to suck her soul from her body. It was heaven, overwhelming heaven.

She fell back onto the bed completely not able to hold herself up as she gripped his hair with one hand and used the other to grasp on her breasts. ”Jacob! Please!” She moaned out and he only went faster pulling her to her edge, just as she was about to let go she tugged on his hair, causing him to groan, sending vibrations threw her, tipping her over the edge and into a blinding orgasm. Her hips bucked and he moved away using his fingers to help her threw it as he watched her fall from her high. She was stunning, but he wasn’t done.

“I want you to mark me, bite me, scratch me, do whatever you want to me.” He started finally answering the question as he leaned down kissing her. “Just make sure everyone else knows I’m yours, doll...”

her eyes searched his and she gripped his shoulders flipping them over with more strength then he knew she had. Straddling his hips and quickly removed the rest of his clothes before leaning down and kissing him again, her chest pressed against his.

“Gladly.” She moved her hips sliding down onto him easily, both of them moaning out the others name as his hand met her ass holding her down on him. Her lips met his neck, sucking and biting marks into the skin as she started to move, rolling her hips against him, feeling the pressure of him inside her already sensitive core.

She sat up, placing her hands on his chest as she rode him, slowly, teasingly. Her nails dig into his chest breaking the skin in small spots as she moaned out his name, he smirked knowing only he can do this to her.

“Jacob- fuck!” She moaned out before kissing him again to silence herself, she teased to much for his liking. He gripped her hips tightly and without parting from her he flipped her back on to her back and began thrusting upwards into her. Hitting her g-spot instantly, always knowing where it was.

Her back arched as she moaned out for her, so needy and desperate. He chuckled and gripped her hips as he thrust into her at the pace he knows she loved, driving her over the edge for the second time tonight. The way she closed around him as she did sent him over the edge to, just in time for him to pull out and cum on her stomach. The words that left his mouth as he did it was even more shocking then how fast he came.

“I love you”

That’s how he ended up here, with his arm wrapped around her loosely, late into the morning, much later then normal. He couldn’t leave her after last night. He wanted to worship his time with her before something really happened and he couldn’t see her anymore. Before she was just a memory. She began to stir and it worried him, maybe he should’ve left, maybe-

“Jacob, love...” she said tiredly as her eyes remained closed. He didn’t know if he should answer her, but she clearly know he was here, his arm was wrapped around her.

“Yes love...” he said his voice thick with tiredness. Romantically deep and dreamy.

“If you’re going to stay, cuddle me better” she said and his grilled around her tighten, pulling her flush against his body, his face hiding in the crook of her neck, kissing her shoulder softly.

“As you wish.”

Taglist: @marshmallow--3

#jacob frye #assassin's creed #jacob frye smut #jacob frye angst #jacob frye fluff #frye twins #assassins creed x reader #assassins creed smut

[skzshortcake]

Stray kids ship please! (P.S ILY ) I dont know if there are any guidelines for what to send in a ship so i decided to put my zodiacs, a description of my personality, and my aesthetic :)

Zodiacs: Sun: Cancer|Moon: Gemini|Mercury: Gemini|Venus: Gemini|Mars: Pisces|Saturn: Cancer

Personality description (courtesy of my best friend, dont ask me why he wrote a whole paragraph-): Alright so Grace is basically 50% goofball 50% sweetheart. Seriously shes sweeter than candy. Also shes like the funniest person alive, its like her mission in life to make everyone laugh and whenever she does she gets this big smile on her face and proceeds to make you lose your shit laughing even more. Also she laughs at like literally everything, so shes ALWAYS smiling. Shes super random, shell like randomly break out into song in the middle of the mall (THAT WAS ONLY LIKE 1 TIME DJDJ) or start dancing in the middle of an empty parking lot when its raining, also whenever an atmosphere gets too quiet or uncomfortable she’ll scream something off the top of her head. Mostly she’s a complete sweetheart tho. Like her family high-key sucks and never made her feel loved or comfortable with showing emotions straightforwardly so she mostly does it in subtle ways (like physical affection, gifts, acts of service, etc.) Shes insecure tho, and she wants to make sure you know she loves you, so she’ll try really hard to tell you through words sometimes. That always results in her stumbling over her words or stuttering or rambling (plus a very cute red face, i may be a very gay man but i still recognize a cutie pie when i see one.) And then she gets all flustered and starts apologizing and you kinda have to just let her know that hey, its okay, i know you tried and i understood, or itll never end. Also shes like a complete romantic. Like she helped my brother plan his wedding cuz she knew him and his fiance and she just lOVED IT and kept getting this big ole smile on her face whenever she saw them do something romantic (she always goes “awwwww” when she sees little kids running around holding hands or old couples being sweet.) Shes also like the most accepting person ever, like regardless of your sexuality or gender or race or religion, she doesnt care, she just sees you as human, which is refreshing. Her hobbies are basically anything involving art (she especially likes to sing and draw, her voice sounds like a literal angel) also she’s huge bookworm (especially dystopian fiction, she lives for that crap), and music is essentially her entire life. P.S: Say hi to ur fav blogs for me (alright ig Jay says hello).

Aesthetic I achieve (apparently, according to Jay I do, idk myself that well): Sunny days, sunflowers, daisies, picnics on a red plaid blanket, laughter, number 2 pencils, playful kisses, teddy bears with red ribbons, tea with honey, sun hats, striped shirts and denim jeans, buttered popcorn and caramel apples, bumblebees, waffles topped with blueberres and whipping cream and pancakes drizzled in strawberry syrup

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oh my god you and your friend are just precious. tell him hi for me! 

I ship you with hyunjin!

I think he shows affection in the same way that you do, grace!

so I think you two would get along just fine!

hyunjin just loves you so much, he’s got this type of love for you that’s like “I adore you so much and you’re such a genuinely good person and i’m so proud of you and I want to be around you all the time.”

he loves your aesthetic so much and makes sure to take you out on dates that he knows will make you happy

like he’s out exploring in the city and finds a cute park with a hidden area where the sunlight peeks through the tree branches

and his first thought is “I need to bring grace here”

skz can tell that he’s just genuinely happy around you, you bring out the best in him

you make him want to jump for joy!

he wants to show his dancing and singing to you because he feels so appreciated when you take the time to watch him

sometimes he just lays on you and won’t move

he’s just so comfortable in your presence 

but he does kinda want to baby you a bit too!

hyunjin seems to me like he wants someone who will let him take care of them but still be a bit independent

so he shows his affection by texting you with lots of emojis! and through helping you with the little things like dishes or cleaning your room because he loves your reaction when you fake punch him and tell him he didn’t have to

he just giggles and his eyes form cute crescent moons as he pulls you into a hug

“I just love helping you, sweetie!”

he’s always around you, you play video games together, you eat together (and when you’re not together it’s over facetime), you sing together, you read together anything! (ps he really wants to see your art, he adores everything you to and will promote your art so much!!)

nicknames he would call you:

sweetie, baby

a date you would go on:

picnic date in the park!

he takes you to that little secluded area and lays out a pretty blanket for you. he wants to take plenty of pictures of you with the sunlight and your cute straw hat. and he even went out and bought fruit smoothies for you both! he probably talks with you for a bit until you’re both tired and then you lean on him while he plays videos on his phone.

honorable mention: jisung!

#from may! #skz ship #stray kids ship #stray kids ships #stray kids reactions #stray kids imagines #skz imagines #skz headcanons #skz reactions #stray kids headcanons #hyunjin headcanons #hyunjin imagines #hyunjin fluff #you are too cute aww! #submission

[lamentations-imaginations]

Challenge accepted! So, I play a lot of Pathfinder and Dungeons and Dragons (among other nerd-centric things). Headcannon ask would be, what would each of the brothers, Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and the Angels, react to MC asking them to be in a DnD campaign with them?

Thank you for waiting so patiently!!! And omg I had so much fun with this ask

Lucifer

Its difficult to pull him away from his work, but since you got Lord Diavolo to join, so shall he. Plus Lord Diavolo begged him along side you.

Once he learns more, he does find it rather interesting, but hopes you're a good Dungeon Master. He doesn't want to waste his time if its not going to be enriching.

Can't help but go to his old roots as a celestial race Paladin.  Its almost bittersweet.

Keeps the peace at the game table with his intimidation. No need to roll. Automatic nat 20.

Mammon

He nags about being too busy, but once you mention that you'll be playing with Leviathan, Asmo, and the others he jumps right in.

For being a good sport, you let him play with some gold glitter dice. It keeps him entertain at least.

For someone who was fussy in the beginning, he gets super emotional as the story progresses and some NPCs die through the game. They were so young! Why must the good die young MC!

Sits on your other side not letting his other brothers get too close.

Plays as a dragonborn rogue. Steal all the goods and hoard them!

#1 paranoid player. Everything is evil!

Is right that one time and no one believed him before. Rubs it in every time afterward.

Leviathan

OMG!! DnD? With You? Kya!~

Totally would make a dual class paladin/ rogue character to live out his strong self-esteem dreams. Also plays as a human for fun!

You might have to check that his dice aren't loaded for superior roles to get them items.

Always sits on one side of you

Tbh he's just so happy to be spending time with his best friend. Looks at this sweet angel. He's just how happy to share this creative past time with you. Sucks tho that others are involved.

Uploads the sessions to Deviltube

Satan

He's read of it, and as all the others are joining he might as well.

Reads all of the 5th edition as its the best edition. You're impressed with how little you have to help him get started on his character sheet. He already has a back up in case his first character dies in a tragic role.

He even starts reading other's editions or universes for other games that are set in more modern environments or crime related.

Plays as a gnome wizard. He likes to be able to help the time with researching and creating items!

Teams up with Belphie to make Lucifer's character's life a living hell.

Asmodeus

Its difficult to talk him into it. Its becoming more popular on social media, so its a plus in his book.

Why pretend to seduce monsters, when he could go out and do it himself? You give him the challenge that since he can't charm you that he'll actually have to work on his skills of charm. He can't magic his way out of this.

You have to use your pact or have Solomon use his pact to make sure Asmo doesn't charm the dice.

Totally would go sexy Elven bard. Roll to seduce babey!

Beelzebub

He's all for it! Unfortunately, he can't help but see the dice as candy. Can you blame him though? They're like forbidden gushers.

Totally up for the loyal barbarian halfing character.

Becomes the one responsible for bringing snacks for the party members.

Also responsible for keeping Belphie awake, and patiently fills him in on whats happened if he does doze off.

Belphegor

Is the one who makes sure that Beel actually brings the snacks instead of eating them all on the way to the gathering

Really does try his best to stay awake, but sometimes others just take SO LONG on their turns. He can't help but doze off.

Edgey grumpy boy totally chooses to be a teifling warlock. Burn everything and cause destruction.

Befriend's Satan's character to gang up on making Lucifer's character's life a living hell.

Lord Diavolo

OH! This is one of those human bonding activities right? Like slumber parties but with less slumber and more screaming? Count him in!

Barbatos lowkey is annoyed with you with how he's had to rearrange his Lord's schedule, but it is framed in the way to increase bonding between the races.

As he's the Prince of Hell, he'd like to take an escapism approach to his character. A human race character who's a cleric.

Totally tries to befriend all the characters, playable or NPC.

Barbatos

Only attends to serve Lord Diavolo.

Refuses to play with how busy he is, often doing work on the side until his Lord calls for him.

Does watch Levi's Deviltube uploads of the sessions in private. He does find it fascinating, but refuses to let it be known.

If he did have the time to dedicate to the game, he would be a half-elf fighter who protect's Lord Diavolo's character at all costs.

Solomon

He's played before actually! You don't get into magic without also getting into Dnd!

Has so many characters that are human sorcerers, warlocks, and wizards. Guy has a type.

Likes to annoy Asmo's character with putting spells on his character to  well... " spice the gameplay up"

Befriends Leviathan's character to help keep him powered up for battles.

You can't prove it but...there's something off about his dice.

Simeon

Oh its a human game? Solomon is playing? Lets join in on the fun!

Its all about experiencing things from outside of real life right? So whats the harm in being a teifling?

Wants to have even more fun as a druid.

He seriously helps keep the peace with kindness. Bless him.

Luke

Bah! Its a den of demons!! Simeon no! Don't leave him alone!

Joins in mid game once he cozies up to the idea more from listening to Simeon's recallings after the sessions.

Watches Leviathans' gameplay uploads to catch up to where everyone else is at.

Plays as a ranger. Its simple. Its safe.

Also plays as a half-elf.

#2 most paranoid player.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me otome #obey me lucifer #obey me asks #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me lord diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me luke #dnd #hattydrago-mastery #ask #obey me one master to rule them all #hattydrago mastery