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lieswetell · 4 months

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IFHY (Jordan Li x Alt!Reader) PT 1

Tags~ roommate au, enemies to lovers, alt reader, tattooed reader, slow burn, supe!reader, afab!fem!reader

Warnings~ angry sex, jordan might be a lil mean, porn w plot bc im freaky like that, drugs, alcohol, gay shit

Monday, August 7th

“It’s only one semester. This will be over before you know it,” Mia said.

You want to hear her out and try to be optimistic about the situation, but it’s complicated. Having your own dorm was rare in Godolkin. Students who did usually paid an ungodly amount for the extra privacy or were gifted one because of their current sponsors. For you, in your previous two years, it had been a mixture of both.

“This is bullshit.” You complain and have to force yourself not to roll your eyes at your phone.

Mia hadn’t done anything wrong. She was doing everything she could to get you what you wanted. However, it wasn’t playing out in your favor this time. You were still in your dorm, trying to cling on to that last bit of single dorm life you could, even though you were moments away from the move.

“Look. I love you, but there isn't anything else I can do. Some of these kids will probably be out in a few months.” Mia tried to help you look on the bright side of the situation.

You have yet to respond to what your assistant was telling you. Instead, you just kept looking around the now-empty dorm with a mournful gaze.

“Shetty says it’s a large roo-” Mia added.

“My room was plenty big enough,” You complained again. This time, the words came out in a sort of whine that would remind anyone else of a toddler.

You got up from the floor and wiped your hands on your pants. After taking a deep breath, you closed the last bin in your room.

“One semester.” You sighed.

“One semester,” Mia said, her voice a lot more positive than yours.

“When are you recording that video for-”

“Alright, look at the time the moving team is here. Can’t be late.” You cut her off and blew her a kiss before hanging up on her.

The moving team wasn’t anywhere near your room, and you knew that. If you focused, you could hear everyone in the building. There wasn’t a trace of dickheads with whistles anywhere near you.

The Godolkin University moving team usually consisted of sophomore students with too much strength to know where to put it. Many were from various clubs or programs that forced them to help incoming students.

You started to stack your bins and luggage outside of your room on your own. Typically, the moving team would assist the students. Still, it was effortless for you to carry the items, and you thought if you looked around your dorm for any longer, you might burst into tears. That wasn’t very productive or good for your image if anyone were to see it. So you popped in your earbuds and started to lift the bins. When finished you put the label on your crate 465.

With the headphones in your ears, you didn’t notice just how much more lively it was. Most of your floormates were in other single dorms with other upper-level students. So you would only really run into a few people if any, daily. With the influx of incoming students moving in, you would easily have trouble avoiding anyone. According to your assistant Mia, every dorm room was filled(yayyyy godolkin for not allowing students to live off campus).

After skipping an array of songs, Spotify somehow thought would suit your style, someone poked you on the shoulder.

“You’re 17#, right? Big fan, honest.”The boy said. Something you noticed everyone said after they wanted to snap a quick picture with someone. You couldn’t complain, though you had no proof this person was lying to you.

“Nice to meet you.” You said and copied the same amount of excitement. The perfect amount to seem genuine but still cool enough to feel above them in that weird way you can only get from social media. You extended your hand, and he shook it eagerly.

You didn't feel that way, of course. That’s just the game and how you needed to perform. All to get where you needed to be. Being a hero was a machine full of moving parts, and Mia has been training you since you were fourteen.

“Can I get a picture?” He asked, and you nodded before he could get the sentence out.

Always…

“Always always…” you answered happily. You quickly adjusted your hair and gave the boy a side hug.

The selfie came out nice. Cute and wholesome. You made sure he tagged you on the picture and used a few of your hashtags. You gazed around, wondering who was assisting him with the move. He just looked around at your bins before looking back up at you.

“Is there anything fragile in there?” He asked awkwardly. It seems he hadn't shaken off the nerves from meeting you. It was so silly to you. You weren’t Homelander or Queen Maeve.

“Yeah, the fragile stuff is in that box right there. Marked fragile in bold red tape…”

The boy then looked back at you with a look you couldn’t place. Before you could even realize what was about to happen, his arms stretched out to unnatural lengths as if he were made of rubber. He lifted all of your bins simultaneously. He wrapped and stacked them into the carts and secured them as if his arms were bungee cords. It was astonishing. You had never seen that power before, and although it was slightly disgusting, it was cool.

Just as you went to pat him on the back, a box on top crashed to the floor. You heard the glass shatter and knew instantly it was the fragile box he so kindly placed on top of everything to avoid it getting crushed. Just my luck. That was definitely the bong in there that you’ve had for a few years.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I've been stretched out all day. Things are starting to fall out.” he apologized genuinely.

“Lemme guess you are usually super tight?”

Your roommate was finished moving all of her things to the other side of the room. It definitely started as a struggle, but after a bit of time, Jordan started to get the hang of it. Early in the process, he was just bitching to himself about having to do this in the first place. He didn't really have anyone to complain about it to. His friends were rooming with each other, and he was the only one stuck rooming with a new person.

His parents didn't understand his frustrations, and instead, they were just happy he would be rooming with a girl. Jordan tried explaining his irritation to Brink, but that was also a no-go. All Brink did was reframe the situation by saying it could somehow make Jordan a better hero.

“Are there seriously no fucking quads in this place?” Jordan complained to no one.

He sat on his loveseat on his couch and scrolled on his phone. He debated not being in the room when his new roommate arrived. Jordan heard that people had done that, but he was too nervous to do it himself. What if you stole something? What if you wanted to put your stuff on his side? Maybe you were a weird freshman? Or worse, a fan of him?

He sat back on the couch. His feet were planted firmly in front of him, and he scrolled on his phone. It was a position he often found himself in. In this form, his feet were actually able to reach the floor when he sat all the way back on the couch comfortably. In the other one, her feet dangled and gave off a less intimidating look than the one he was currently in.

There was a soft knock on the door. Jordan rolled his eyes and stayed in his position. Why would he open the door? If they were supposed to be moving in, they surely would have a key, right? He looked at his door open. Jordan wasn’t really sure what to expect to be standing in the doorway.

When the ugly beast finally reared its head, Jordan finally exhaled. He hadn’t realized he was holding his breath until you waved at him.

“Hi” You said

It’s all you can offer him at the moment. The little helper you had assisting you barged in soon after you greeted Jordan. Jordan didn't even say anything to you. He just looked at you from his spot on the loveseat then his eyes trailed over to the freshman who couldn’t maintain eye contact with you.

“Looks like! Holy shit Jordan”

“Yeah.” He just nodded, confirming that he was indeed Jordan Li

The freshman stood awkwardly with your things and stared at Jordan. The interaction was just already a lot weirder than it needed to be. So you stood at the door and tried to think of a way to intervene in the impromptu staring contest.

“Thanks. You can just leave it right here. I can do the rest.” You thanked him with a big smile

With another resounding crash, he let go of the bins, and you winced. Jordan even was taken aback by the sound and rolled his eyes

“Are you sure, ma’am?” he asked

He sounded genuine even though he treated your belongings like they were indestructible. You buffered for a moment and realized what he said

“Ma’am? How old do you think- never mind, just leave thanks.” You shooed him away and exhaled softly

“Bye”

He watched you. You unpacked your things, and he stayed put and just watched you. He was cycling through so many things in his head. Being so last minute, this situation didn't give him any time to prepare. The only thing he did was clean and move his shit to one side of the room. He was grateful that he could at least recognize you from the ranking. The unknown was scary like that. Jordan knows you have been slowly climbing your way to the top. Your reputation was squeaky clean. Your brand was sweet, innocent, and confident.

Your brand didn't mean he trusted you, though. Anyone with more than two fucking brain cells at this school knew that your ‘brand’ or ‘online presence’ meant absolutely nothing. Just because you waltz in here with your big smile and wave doesn't mean he will let his guard down. Roommate or not, you still had the potential to be a big fucking dick.

“Yeah, just don’t touch any of my shit, and we should be fine.” Jordan said without looking up from his phone.

He sat comfortably slumped on the sofa. The uninterested appearance he’s in pissed you off. Oh, so he’s just like this? You could do this, though. You wouldn’t let him see that you were frustrated. People like him lived off of that shit, and you wouldn’t give him what he wanted. You just nodded and gave him another smile, one real enough to be convincing.

“I understand. You do have some nice things. Probably wouldn’t want anyone getting into it either.” You said in that cheerful voice that you had been trained to perfect.

That time, Jordan did look at you. He was now thoroughly annoyed and over the roommate situation. In his eyes, he tried. In the twenty minutes you had been in the room, Jordan considered everything he had done ‘trying’. This situation wouldn’t work, though. He just wasn’t built to share rooms with a random person.

Wednesday, September 27th

“Jesus Christ, do you ever fucking fucking knock?!” Jordan shouted

You did knock. You dented the door to your room because you were banging on the door for about ten minutes. You even shot Jordan a few texts saying when you would return to the dorm. Of course, she hadn’t responded to any of them; she never did.

So you said fuck it and broke the lock on your door and walked into the room. Jordan was riding some junior in her bed. The sight wasn’t new to you, so you were unfazed. Seemingly to you, Jordan never really cared about you seeing her naked. It was more of the fact you were interrupting her that was the problem. In the two months you have been rooming with Jordan, you have walked in on her having sex four times.

The first time, it came as a shocker. You squealed and covered your eyes, immediately leaving the room and shooting her a few apology texts. When you left, Jordan just continued on like it was nothing. Like you were just a temporary pause. This time wasn’t like that. You walked in and closed the door behind you.

So you waved at the man who was underneath Jordan on the bed. He looked at you with a confused look, then turned to look back at Jordan, who was bewildered.

“You're not usually my type, but I think I could be down for both of you,” The man said, then looked back up at Jordan curiously.

You just walked toward your desk, sat down, and started up your laptop.

She climbed off him and huffed, “Get out”.

Then the man shuffled awkwardly around the room and tried to pick up his clothes. He slipped the condom off and didn't know what to do with it, so he tried to hand it to Jordan. She pointed towards the door, so he just nodded and held it as he left the room. His clothes were still crumpled in his other hand, covering his dick. You shook your head slightly, knowing that type of thing was far too normalized in this school.

“Do you purposely do that?” Jordan asked you sharply. It was more of an accusation. He barely spoke to you, and when he did, it was always intending to fight.

“Do what?” You asked and logged into the Godolkin portal.

“Wait until I’m using the room to appear out of thin air” She complained and stepped closer to you.

Whenever Jordan spoke to you, it was like they were a nagging little voice that you had to physically restrain yourself from losing your cool with. You didn’t want to risk an argument with Jordan, no matter how much of a bitch she was. It just wasn’t worth it. It would be optimistic to think that Jordan wouldn’t somehow get you lousy press from the situation. It was also optimistic of you to think that one day, Jordan would just stop trying to fight the fact that they would have to live with someone.

Every day you felt like you were seconds from Jordan finally saying fuck it and starting beef with you publicly just to fuck up your rank. Being ranked seventeen wasn’t the best you could be, but to most people, being in the top one hundred was quite an accomplishment. Job security was a hard thing for supes to find, and you weren’t going to fuck up your brand just because Jordan was having a bad day.

“Oh, please. I texted you, Jordan. Multiple times,” It came out with a little more emotion than you intended. Patience wasn’t your strength today.

“You didn’t,” She said flatly.

You huffed and pulled your phone out of your bag. When you pulled up the text chain to show her. You looked away awkwardly when she turned around to grab her phone. For some reason seeing her ass suddenly felt invasive, although she was so chill about it. Once again, she was more pissed about the fact she didn't cum.

“That’s not even my number.” She showed you her Apple ID and rolled your eyes.

“Who’s fault is that?” You asked her this time; your tone couldn’t have been mistaken for anything but annoyed.

Jordan realized what she did and grabbed your phone out of your hand. You scoffed at the action and tried to snatch it back, but she was faster than you. Probably in both forms, unfortunately. Jordan just updated the contact info and handed you back your phone(which you snatched out of her hands immediately).

“You could’ve knocked,” Jordan said, and you did a sharp inhale.

You looked up at her, then back down at your phone at the updated info. It was hard not for you to be pissed about the fact he lied to you. So many arguments could’ve been avoided, but of course, she couldn’t even give you her number.

“I did. For about ten minutes. Maybeyouweretoobusycreamingondicktohearaboutit”

The words came out as a rushed whisper. The struggle of trying to hold your anger was starting to become not only a mental challenge but a physical one.

“What did you say?”Jordan asked. This time, he almost seemed kind of excited, which didn't help you calm your nerves in the slightest.

“The locks broken, by the way. You locked me out, so I had to break it open. I’ll schedule a maintenance worker to check it out around five,” You told him. The facade was back up. You were no longer spewing attitude at him.

The maintenance request was sent, and Jordan was left confused at the sudden change in demeanor. He was excited for a second that it seemed you finally had a moment of real fucking emotion with him. Jordan would much rather be alone in his dorm, but your unwavering positivity threw him off more than he intended.

Jordan could recall a few times he would complain and rant about you to his friends during smoke seshes. It had only been two months, but he felt like he wasn’t even rooming with a natural person. Something about you was too perfect, too clean, just all around, too bland. He was excited to talk to a person for that quick moment there. It's not the brand you posted for everyone to see.

He went back to the other side of the room in defeat. He sat on top of his bed. Jordan never stopped looking at you. You slipped up, and maybe that gave him hope(he would never admit it).

“I need the room at five,” Jordan said.

You furrowed your brows and looked over at the calendar on the wall. Each day that passed, scribbled out with a blue Sharpie. You shook your head and looked over at him.

“You have class. It’s Wednesday,” You said matter of factly.

Jordan rolled his eyes and mumbled

.“No, I don’t.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at him. He could be so petty sometimes for no reason, and this was one of those moments.

“Did you just disagree with me just because?” You asked him.

Jordan couldn’t think of a comeback or words to say. You talked to him in that weirdly positive tone despite clearly being irritated with him again. Maybe his dick twitched a little, but he ignored that.

“Jordan, put some clothes on, okay?”

“Fuck you”

“Your dick is out”

“Have a great day”

Maintenance fixed the door problem by 5:13 pm. It was a simple fix. A new doorknob was installed, but a couple of dents from your early frustration remained a reminder. Afterward, you were alone in your dorm, struggling to wait forty minutes to join a lecture.

It was a struggle not to nod off in front of your computer. Online classes always felt like a good idea when you signed up for them, but you soon realized they were a trap. It is a carefully crafted trap for you to waste your time on the course because you couldn't keep your eyes open long enough to listen to your professor drone on about the importance of… You fell asleep.

You needed the relief anyway. It was a struggle to keep holding up the illusions you were. The influx of incoming students fucked you over. Having a roommate who hated you meant you were always using your powers. You couldn’t trust him not to try and ruin your brand. The only times you would have a break from having to cast an illusion was when Jordan was out doing whatever the fuck he did besides training and sulking.

Illusions fell around you—your side of the room that was once pale blue and pink warped into black and purple. Your hair, which once seemed to be tied tightly in a bun, fell around your shoulders. The pink sweater you wore was replaced with a black hoodie you had for years. The illusions you had concealing your tattoos shattered. The ink from your arm sleeve peaked out from the wrist of your hoodie.

“Who are you texting?”Andre asked

It was late. Jordan sat on the couch in his friends' dorm and tried not to be bitter that there were only three bedrooms. He typed in his phone, angry you weren’t responding. Why does he have to deal with this? He’s pretty sure when he leaves that, all three of them just crash in the living room in a pile like cavepeople anyways. Andre’s room was always too fucking clean for anyone to actually stay in there.

He leaned over on the couch to try and take a peak at Jrdan’s phone. Jordan leaned away, mildly irritated with his friend. Andre just shrugged and made a face at Cate. Cate rolled her eyes, already knowing where this conversation was going to go. It was the only thing Jordan talked about the past couple of weeks.

“My hell of a roommate,” Jordan complained and rolled his eyes.

You hadn’t responded to the last ten texts he sent. He was trying to be better to you. He might've felt a bit guilty about giving you the wrong number for that long. So now he was trying to do what you would have done for him. He planned on bringing the same guy from earlier back over, but you wouldn’t respond to him.

“Oh, she cant be that bad?” Cate said, trying to be positive about the situation.

“Cute, you guys are texting,” Andre whispered.

Jordan heard him, however, and switched. Before Andre had a chance to react, Jordan slapped him in the back of the head. The touch was light but quick. Andre chuckled softly and then raised both of his hands.

“Well, I’m trying to tell her I'm on my way back to the dorm. Might need it in a few,” Jordan explained and put his phone away.

“Why do you look so stressed?” Luke asked.

To be honest, he was the only one not caught up on the whole Jordan hating her roommate thing. He thought she would get over it in a week, but clearly, that wasn’t the case. Jordan still hated you basically for existing at this point. Luke tried to lock in on the situation, but he was still pretty high from the session that just ended.

“She isn’t fucking responding,” Jordan whined.

“It’s fine. It’s only been like ten minutes,” Luke stated.

Luke’s eyes looked around the room for whatever the fuck he was missing. Cate just laughed beside him.

“Since the last text I sent. I texted her five hours ago,” Jordan added, her arms crossed in front of her.

“It’s probably nothing,” Luke assured her, although he didn't understand why the situation was that.

Serious. Cate understood it, though. Even if, at the time, Jordan didn’t understand, she could have seen it already. Cate had a weird way of just knowing.

“Yeah, what are you so worried about?”Andre asked, raising his eyebrows in a suggestive way.

Jordan looked away and flipped him off. Cate and Andre shared another look, and Jordan wanted to flip the couch over. She didn’t though

“Fuck off, Dre.”

“Who is she again? Freshman?” Cate asked

“No, junior.” Jordan answered.

“Who is it?”Luke asked, hoping that maybe that would explain Jordan’s frustration.

When Jordan answered, none of them had much of a reaction, which wasn’t very satisfying for Jordan. Andre didn’t even know who you were talking about(he didn't pay attention to the rankings much). Cate just nodded, taking in the info. It was always funny to her how the most liked people could be some of the worst. Luke didn't run with Jordan’s opinion of her roommate. He knew how dramatic Jordan could sometimes be, and he was pretty sure she would've hated any roommate she was assigned to just because they were an inconvenience to Jordan.

Jordan didn't like the feeling of being interrogated, so the hangout was cut shorter than normal. Once she answered one question, it was like he opened Pandora’s box of bullshit, and everyone wouldn’t get the spotlight off of her. So, she gave up on reaching out to the guy from earlier and instead was banging on the door of her dorm room like a mad woman.

“Dude, open the fucking door!”Jordan shouted.

He didn't want to break the door again, but the longer he stood outside, the more appealing of an idea it became. Inside the dorm, you were still fast asleep at your desk. The exhaustion from overusing your powers took a severe toll on your body. You had been out cold the entire time. All illusions previously placed on you and your things were deactivated.

“C’mon, this is really petty. Just open up.” Jordan said again, but you couldn’t hear him.

A hard alarm sounded in your ear. You shook your head awkwardly, then scrambled to check your laptop.

Take your pill

You nodded and stood up to take your birth control. You made it three steps before you fell because of the loud bang at your door. Shit. Jordan’s voice yelled something behind the door that you couldn’t quite make out at the moment. All you knew was that you needed to hurry and get all the illusions back up. You waved your hands a bit, trying to tap into Jordan’s psyche once you were confident enough that the illusions were back up, and you dry-swallowed your birth control and made your way to the door.

Act normal

“Hey, sorry I got caught up in studying?” You answered the door with a smile.

“Fine, whatever. I texted you, though.” Jordan looked at you, partially confused

It didn't make sense to him. You went hours without answering him, and your excuse was that you got caught up studying. What the fuck? You didn’t even look tired? Jordan hated you. You closed the door behind him and sat on your bed.

#jordan li x reader #gen v x reader #jordan li

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lostonmyroad · 11 days

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Moments That I Want Tattooed On My Forehead From S-Classes That I Raised Chapters 50-70

As always, BEWARE OF SPOILERS!!! Future chapters may be referenced!!!

The insane amount of lore dropped in these chapters wow

Chapters 50-60

help its genuinely still so funny to see yoojin in the early chapters going: “all i have to do is complete this one (1) task and then i can live like a slacker” before he gives up (cries in cale henituse)

everyone referring to yoojin as “monster daddy” and asking him to raise their children is amazing. no notes

ARRIVAL OF THE KING SUNG HYUNJAE!!! He's a bastard he's amazing he's always on my mind

"...no matter how amazing Sung Hyunjae might be, he wouldn't be able to notice it easily. He wouldn't press his nose against my body and smell me, like my idiot brother had, would he" um. ok??? yoojin's completely normal though process

sung hyunjae essentially telling yoojin “aren’t you tired of being nice? don’t you want to go apeshit” within 5 minutes of their first real conversation

i forgot shj gives him a pair of earrings!! (and a bone for Peace)

yoojin’s disguise to get to the f rank dungeon being a fucking sun protection hat…it’s giving marvel baseball cap and sunglasses…and he has this because he used to stage one man protests??? sir what were you protesting against

oh that’s right the dungeons will appear at a faster rate because “time was only reversed for yoojin” oops

Chirpie makes its debut!!

yoojin trying to hide where he got chirpie from “i found it in the hallway”. king if yoohyun wasn’t suspicious of you already that would do it

yoohyun yeeting Peace and mama yoojin scolding him

chef myungwoo :))

bleh bug dungeon. i’m with you yoojin that was disgusting

yoojin not wanting to use Last Repayment :((

Riette makes an entrance! do you think riette demonstrated girl power when she abused her brother until he became an s rank

yoojin thinking about how he had raised yoohyun and was so happy about sending him to college…saving money for his tuition…and just losing interest in riette :((

yoojin saves bak hayool!!

this is where we see peak yoojin mafia behavior. unhinged. but justified revenge?? this is why i don’t understand fan interpretations where he’s like a wallflower like this man has murdered multiple people quite violently

chapter 60 is just so much. like. i cant even describe. yoojin you need so much therapy

the way he sees people’s last memories before they die ugh…

yoojin playing 3D chess while everyone else is playing checkers fr

him calling his friend who doesn’t remember him bc of the regression and telling them to live a happy life always gets me ufffff i wish we got to meet this character

Chapters 60-70

Yoojin and the Awakening center — a tragedy in the making. Pre-regression trauma galore

The Association rears its ugly head!!! Yoojin has an authority figure problem (but it’s completely justified)

love how chill Yoojin is about Chirpie. random F rank monster that’s cute as hell that’s eating Peace's weight in magic stones and was born from an error in the system??? ehh no big deal it’s my pet now and i’ll kill for it

love the absolutely random detail about seok hayan’s pineapple earrings. thank you geunseo you know what the people want

yoojin funding public research!! hero of the people and my heart

yerim refusing to praise yoohyun and myeongwoo to their faces hahahaha. all of them petty as hell

MYUNGWOO GETS HIS SS RANK SKILL BABYYYY

yoojin still trying to protect myungwoo i love them

yoojin: *is keeping secrets from yoohyun and putting himself in danger*

also yoojin: why is yoohyun being cold with me

everyone’s giving yoojin flowers today lmfao

sung hyunjae you’re everything to me. you’re so bizzare. the bouquet??? showing up in a 2-seater car?? bullying seok simyeong??

Shj reminding Yoojin to wear his seatbelt because he's an F rank HDJEKXIDKD

oh yoojin. “who’d want to place themselves through hardships on purpose” like SIR are u that un self aware

yerim listening to this bullshit, eyes falling out of her head: i’m literally going to crazy murder you with yoohyun

the dungeon ppl have the actual worst timing. yoohyun is going to McFreaking lose it

yoojin and yoohyun finally work things out we love to see it :))

chapter 65 starts the explanation of the 50 s ranks requirement!!! water droplet is going through it

so much is just casually dropped in this chapter like. yoohyun is a born s rank! the dungeon ppl are manually inputting things for yoojin! the world might end! anyways!

yoojin having such strong mom energy that the dungeon people forgot he was a dude

one of the moments ever when yoohyun and Peace burn down the dungeon in worry and yoojin’s just there like. ah. shit. my bad i fucked up there a little

grown up Peace my beloved

chapter 67 yoohyun my beloved. you are so crazy. “hold still while i chop off your arm and fake your dear so i can keep you safe”

the han brothers finally having a real conversation. yoojin i love you but you really needed to do this sooner

PEACE STAYING SMALL JUST SO YOOJIN CAN PICK HIM UP UWAHHHH MY HEART

Newcomer joins the battle

Chirpie turnin on the TV by itself and yoojin praising it like every proud parent ever

more monsters!!!

unicorns (white + black bc yoojin is terrible at naming) + gryphon (named Blue)

yoojin’s training method of using himself as a human chew toy is traumatizing for everyone around him.

same hyuna i would also be taking 10939392 photos

Peace and Blue WWE match. flex on em Peace

nobody:

yoojin: wow myeongwoo is hot now

BLUE LEARNING HOW TO OPEN THE FRIDGE

i love the monster shenanigans

#losttalks #han yoojin #s class #s classes that i raised #sctir #the s classes that i raised #the s ranks that i raised

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fuckmeyer · 9 months

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Jasper as a character is so interesting because he ends up a Confederate because he can't actually empathise with the slaves and because he simply accepts cruelty around him, and then when he becomes a vampire he literally can't ignore others suffering because it hurts him, but even decades after he becomes a Vegetarian he still can't get a hang of it partially because he still can't see humans as *people*. Idk there's smth to be said about him becoming a vampire because of his own cruelty and then being eternally in horrific pain because of said cruelty that fucks.

Jasper's whole life is a curse & i love to see it

here we have a Confederate supposedly so empathetic that he acquired a "gift"... yet not so empathetic as to recognize he was fighting for the enslavement of an entire race. despite seeing the consequences of slavery literally every day. now, the man who spent his last human days denying the humanity in others is forced to spend his immortal life being slapped in the face with their emotions. forever. hueeueueueu-

yeah, i would call that "gift" a curse, actually.

if Twilight weren't a horror story, we might see a discussion between Jasper/Bella about how immortality forces you to confront the darker side of your nature (e.g. "there will come a day when the societal beliefs imbued unto you leaves you standing on the wrong side of history"), & Jasper's journey with finding love & humanity. OR, y'know, he could've just had ONE (1) line where he says "yeah i'm not proud of my service." simply, if Twilight weren't a horror, Jasper could see the error of his ways & change for the better.

HOWEVER. Twilight vampires are "mentally frozen" when they turn, so Jasper is likely still a racist who does not regret his service. no matter how many times he is confronted with his cruelty, he won't change. meaning whatever life he chooses, his gift dooms him.

wow! eternal curse!

we see evidence of this frozen mental state in his decision to go vegetarian. he doesn't switch bc he feels bad about killing humans:

"I could feel everything my prey was feeling. And I lived their emotions as I killed them. [...] You've experienced the way I can manipulate the emotions around myself, Bella, but I wonder if you realize how the feelings in a room affect me." (Eclipse, Ch 13)

note the dehumanizing term "prey" & the focus on himself. he laments not that the human lives he's taking have value but that their dying moments harsh his vibe.

the irony! trapped as an empath while never possessing the ability to be an empath! CURSE CURSE C-

herein lies a bigger, juicier curse: Jasper is, himself, (hot take) enslaved in the sense that he will never know freedom, philosophically speaking, due to the choices he made in life. the series tries to paint him as a master tactician & competent leader; fanon often paints him as a free-thinking amoral black sheep. in reality, he simply obeys the commands of higher authorities & abides by their worldview regardless of how toxic it is to himself or others.

in the beginning, he had María.

he entered the Southern Vampire Wars not by his own volition but stayed because he was content not having a choice. however one feels about María, the fact of the matter is 1) as a newborn he was stronger, bigger, & faster than her & could have run away or overpowered her, 2) had the "gift" to identify emotions & could KNOW when/if she was malicious or manipulating him, & 3) could have escaped by influencing her emotions to make her disinterested in him. at any time in the 100 years they were together, he could have left. he talks about never knowing a life outside the war & discovering "options I'd never dreamed I had." ok???? run 100 miles in any direction & you would have seen a life outside of war. BOI-

instead, he took comfort in being submissive & adopting someone else's ideology. not only did it remind him of his past, but it meant he had no need to reflect on his actions or beliefs. he prefers others dictate his worldview & order him around even if it means being unhappy. he only left because he was going to be assassinated, & even then, it wasn't until someone else told him another life was possible that he "realized" another life was possible.

notably, the period where he's most free— living with Peter & Charlotte— is his rock-bottom where "the depression got worse." but, again, not because he realized the value of human life: "I was so wearied by killing [...] even mere humans."

then he meets Alice.

Alice, who has visions of being vegetarian & converts him so they can live with the Cullens. Alice, who dictates how her family should live their lives to the point where she manipulates them. Alice, who goes so far as to dress the Cullens, who orders Jasper to wait in the car while she & Bella go shopping, who Jasper refers to as "truly [...] one frightening little monster" because for all his experience she can still beat him in combat.

his eternal soulmate is authority.

despite being unhappy with his vegetarian life, as it makes him feel weak & coddled & a liability to everyone around him, he follows the lifestyle because Alice tells him to.

then there's the Volturi, another authoritative body. "We owe the Volturi for our present way of life," says acclaimed bootlicker Jasper Hale, who in the same moment shudders at the atrocities they committed, yet strangely sees no other way for a governing body to keep the peace... so... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

but, since Carlisle outranks the Volturi as an authoritative figure in that he more closely aligns with Jasper's new worldview, Jasper sees no problem deposing the vampiric governing body if it means his sister-in-law of like 2 months can keep her demonic spawn. so i guess we don't really owe the Volturi that much

to his credit, we see glimmers of him questioning his leaders: 1) his decision to leave Maria, 2) his considering switching diets to defeat Victoria, & 3) going against the Volturi. but, again, these decisions are all just a result of his self-preservation & submitting to the higher authority du jour.

in the end, he has the perfect storm of conditions that would allow him to escape the prison he's created, to find freedom & to love humanity unconditionally... but he won't. Jasper's ultimate curse is that regardless of whether he realizes the enslavement of his own self, he will never leave his cage because it's cozy & easy & allows him to never think for himself.

AAAANYWAY Jasper's life sucks & he's trapped in an eternal prison of his own making. lol

#twilight #twilight renaissance #the twilight saga #jasper hale #twilight meta #twilight headcanon #you're right there really is something to be said about jasper the shitfuck confederate ending up in this situation!!!#like it would be tragic if it wasn't so comedic and if he didn't display a modicum of self-awareness!!!!#you make a great point about how he accepts cruelty his whole life and even when he's unable to ignore it he just is forced to accept it fo #ever #the absolute *chefs kiss* curse. smeyer coudlnt have written a better curse if she tried #in fact i do believe ALL the cullen gifts are actually curses in their own way #and it's so delicious to think about it that way #god i just love thinking about twilight as a horror #you're right riote- It Fucks #thanks for sending this my way!#cheers~

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Kafka Angst, delicious, thankyou for the food. Okay this was from 11:49-12:21 jeez im tired.

Anyways, here’s thing for you!

“…I remember one morning it was just like any other, you brought coffee and I brought sweets. I remember, you spilled a little of my coffee on the table and made a surprised sound, but despite that, you looked up at me and you laughed. Your eyes were shining in the morning light— In hindsight really.. They’d always done that. A little bit brighter, with the golden sun. That’s the moment I realized I was really truly hopelessly in love with you. I told myself it was a longer mission than usual. That’s all, and yet I couldn’t stop liking you past our little meetings in the morning. I couldn’t help but want to ask more and more about yourself, the silly, little details unrelated to Elio’s script.”

At least, that’s what Kafka would like to say to you. Instead she watched through your window as you cried. Illuminated only by moonlight. It looked as though a meteor shower might be streaking across your face— quick and bright slashes. A sky full of grief, guilt, longing. Kafka couldn’t help but vaguely wondering if you must mirror her own feelings so well. Kafka was a formidable woman, that wasn’t a secret to anyone. What she wanted, she would eventually obtain. However everything else she had taken now seemed so.. Little in comparison to you. So worthless. The one thing Kafka wanted, craved— No. The one thing she needed, she couldn’t have. You. A little bit of water splashes her face. Unsurprising, there’s thunderclouds rolling overhead. Rain was bound to come sooner or later. The water rolls down her cheek, to the corner of her mouth. It takes a moment to register in her brain it’s salty, and the rain has not yet begun to fall.

She looks down at her hands, those hands that have felled many. Her tongue, which has been used to manipulate peoples minds into showing them horrors to last a lifetime, that tongue that has spit thousands of lies. Her eyes, which have watched on as an opponent met a slow, agonizing end. The eyes that showed a frenzied glee at the suffering. How could she ever be worthy of you? The shining bright light in the universe who could never be dimmed. One so pure and precious. She felt her chest tighten in shame. She could never wash the blood from her hands, it stained her entire being. Deep in her mind, a maze to all (even herself) she knew that if given the chance to cleanse her sins, she probably would not take it.

So the Stellaron Hunter turns, quickly scaling her way down to the bustling streets before you might see that familiar shape crouching across the way. Your eyes make their way to the window as you see quick movement, but as fast as it appeared it disappears just as well. And a drop of water hits the glass. And another. Until your window is pelted with the sky’s tears, and the sidewalks are a black mass of umbrellas.

I hope this was this much 🤏 entertaining to you

WHAJHSGD ANONIE?? THIS IS SO AMAZING WAAA IDEK IF I CAN ADD TO IT BC ITS ALREADY PERFECTT!! IM GETTING FED SO WELLL SHJSSJ SOBBING KAFKA ANGST HITTING TOO HARD RN AJSJSJS SHES SO BABYYY I WANNA HUG HERR 😕💗

kafka wears gloves to try to hide the blood that has stained her hands to try to make herself feel better :(

kafka probably has you as a live wallpaper on her phone. she would press down on her phone and the short video of you on that flower field would play. your smiling brightly as the rays of the sunset glowed so beautifully on you. lighting up your smile even more. she looks at it with a bittersweet memories as she reminds herself as to why she joined the stellaron hunters - to understand herself to be a better person and see that beautiful smile on your face everyday. :(

she listens to voice messages or watches videos she has saved of you whenever shes stressed. hearing your voice and the way you smile at her clears her head. calming her down. she can't help but grow a little tired of hearing the same videos and voice recordings. shes determined to get some new ones soon. <3

whenever you post on your snapchat stories, instagram, tiktok, any social media platform, kafka is always on an anonymous account. she constantly comments sweet things under your posts.

"hope you had fun <3"

"so beautiful, like always dear 💗"

"such a pretty smile you have :)"

kafka doesnt even try to change the way she writes to make you not catch on. she likes your posts and is usually the first one to see them too. You can't help but sense the familiarity of the way the commenter writes their comments. its ever so awfully familiar as to how kafka types. you want to believe it but you know its not her :(

kafka secretly hopes you recognise that its her. she knows it won't happen, but she will still keep believing that you will <3

#bei randoms #bei replys #hsr kafka #kafka x reader #kafka honkai star rail

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shentheauthor · 26 days

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Random assorted lamb (kore) shit bc I’m bored

They keep their emotions under control because someone else’s anger and fear cost them everything

They fought and killed to preserve their own life, so they can actually understand the bishops. Even more so as a god.

The bishops’ punishment is living. They will live a life for every sheepfolk they killed.

Their followers are more like pets to them than anything else

Their first follower was their first love (she was a cat named Jasper)

They try to keep the peace. They don’t like constant fighting and war.

To the followers, they’re calm and benevolent, but unafraid to put their hoof down when there are dissenters

Kore hasn’t sacrificed anyone since the fox requested ratau.

Centuries down the line, they hand out golden skull necklaces to their favorite followers (and the bishops, they don’t get to die that easily)

Their favorite color is red

Kore didn’t know how to read or write until about 50 years into their career as a cult leader. Jasper transcribed things for them before that

They actually pride themself on honesty in scriptures and schooling (partially because they desperately need the education too, rip)

The only details they omit are why they dethroned the one who waits, and where Narinder went after his defeat

They spared Narinder because of habit. They know exactly what to do with shaking, helpless creatures, so they take him home on autopilot. Also he reminded them of Jasper in that moment, cowering and afraid

They haven’t taken a spouse since their 5th. Seeing them die hurt too much, and it got harder and harder to relate to mortals as the years go by

Narinder is their first spouse in centuries by the time their relationship is mended

They ignored Narinder for years, treating him as they would any other follower. They needed to sort out their own feelings, and they just couldn’t deal with him.

Kore sees ratau as their father

Cannibalism leaves a bad taste in their mouth (ha) because they committed it to survive as a mortal. They see it as a last resort. Why eat the dead when you have perfectly good meat and veggies right here???

Kore will absolutely fuck up a pomegranate

They like messing with Narinder, and the rare follower who they might see as friends. And the bishops, because fuck man they deserve to torment the bishops

They see purgatory as punishment enough for the bishops (they already died a death for every sheep), but making them live is for their own enjoyment

Also they’re lonely. Gods are their only company now (and ratau)

They gave ratau a golden skull, but they agreed to take it off of him when he’s ready to rest. Same with the rest of the knucklebones gang

They fucking hate the fox and Midas. They can and will brag about how much gold they have compared to Midas. Get fucked, you stupid starfish—

#cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #shut up shen #I have a LOT to say about my lamb yall it’s so bad #cannibalism mention #narilamb #torn tapestries au

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stranger-nightmare · 2 years

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Dating Jonathan Byers Headcanons

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x GN! / AFAB! Reader

Warnings: sfw and nsfw, minors DNI

A/N: here we are, the last, but certainly not least, in my series of dating headcanons!! I hope you guys like it <3

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. By clicking ‘keep reading’ you are hereby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

SFW

Jonathan screams friends to lovers to me

I feel like you guys grow up living close to each other but you never really spoke until middle school and then you just clicked and were instant best friends

but in high school you both get a bit awkward around each other for some reason

well that reason is ofc bc you’ve both, unbeknownst to the other, started to develop feelings for each other

you’re still friends but there’s just this weird underlying tension, your stares lingering on each other’s faces longer than needed, palpable silences, looking at each other’s lips, etc.

it’s one of those funny things where literally everyone else can see it but you two

Argyle is always on Jonathan about just telling you, meanwhile Nancy and Robin are on your case about the same thing

so it finally happens when a big group of you are hanging out, like you, Jonathan, Robin, Nancy, Argyle, Steve and Eddie, but they’ve secretly planned to bail out and leave you and Jonathan locked alone together

the two of you sit in awkward silence for a while before Jonathan eventually launches into a fast ramble about how he’s really sorry for how awkward everything is and he’s sorry your friendship has gone a bit weird and he just rambles on and on about how much he actually likes you but he just keeps apologising at the same time

so eventually you just have to shut him up by kissing him

now the two of you have admitted your feelings for each other things are still a little bit awkward to begin with and it takes a while for the two of you to settle properly into your relationship

your relationship starts off very slow, and he’s reluctant to take things too far too quickly bc he cares about you so much

but once you guys are in deep he’s so devoted and loving, like Jonathan's the type to frequently remind you how he feels about you and is always saying ‘I love you’

you’d be his muse and his model for his photography

going on lil road trips together to find cool and interesting places for him to photograph

and again you get to model at all these cool and unique places that the two of you find

Jonathan is the absolute best gift-giver when it comes to your birthdays or anniversaries, he always gives you a photo-album but he makes them all different, like themed albums basically

so for your birthday one year you get an album that’s dedicated to you and Jonathan and the places you’ve travelled together, and the whole album is like a map of your journeys together

but your anniversary one is pictures he’s taken as your relationship has progressed, so it starts with pictures of the two of you hanging out as friends, the rest of the group there in the pictures too, then there’s the first picture he ever took of you alone, the first picture he took of you once you became a couple, the first of one of just the two of you together, your first date, your second date, etc., and this album just reads like a map of your relationship together and it’s just the cutest thing

even the pictures that he doesn’t give to you as a gift he still keeps them neatly organised in albums of his own

like Eddie has a collection of Polaroids of his lover but they’re all messily strewn about in a box under his bed (see my dating Eddie headcanons here)

but Jonathan keeps all of his pictures organised, so when he has the urge to look up a certain picture of you or a certain moment, he knows exactly where to find it

Joyce absolutely adores you and she basically becomes like another mother / bestie to you, like you’ll hang out just with Joyce even if Jonathan’s not even there

Jonathan and the Byers in general become like a safe-haven to you for when things are shitty at home and you need to get away

being friends with Will, basically like another sibling to him, and almost becoming like a safe space for him to turn to

he’ll always give you his coat even if it’s freezing outside, your comfort is always this boy’s no.1 priority

Jonathan is a very loving and sweet boyfriend, like he’s always doting on you, and sometimes it can get a bit intense / annoying but you know it’s just of how much he loves you

pet-names: (for you) my love, my angel, sweetheart, darling, dove

pet-names: (for him) J, babe, babyboy, my love

NSFW

Jonathan is a mostly a service sub and I won’t be told otherwise

he lives to pleasure you, looking up at you with those puppy-dog eyes

and since he loves to be a giver you just know he’s so good at it, like this boy knows exactly how to make you cum with his fingers and his tongue, he’s just very in tune with your body

has a praise kink and needs reassurance, likes to be told he’s doing a good job / is making you feel good

he’s constantly checking in with you during sex to make sure you’re still doing okay and are comfortable etc.

you honestly have to coax his dom side out of him when you want it bc it’s a rare occasion

usually his dom side comes out when you’ve had some kind of argument and he just kinda snaps all of a sudden and then uses you to fuck out his frustrations

sometimes you can coax him into dom mode without actually having to piss him off, but in this case then he’s a very soft dom

you have to really urge him to be a bit more rough with you if that’s what you want, like he’s terrified of hurting of you and it takes a lot of persuasion for him to get the idea that it’s okay bc you like it

like he’ll almost have a melt down the first time he sees a bruise on your body from where he’s touched you

but you just think it’s so hot that you jump him and fuck him right there and then to prove it

Jonathan’s favourite positions are any where he gets to see your face bc he likes gauging your reaction to make sure you’re feeling good

also he likes to kiss you a lot whilst you fuck as well

he’s not massively into using toys but will if you want to bc this boy will literally do anything for you

he loves it when you tie him up and tease the hell out of him, like the whines that leave this boy’s mouth? you didn’t think he was capable of making such sounds

and that’s only bc I think Jonathan is usually very quiet during sex, until you take over and then yeah he’s a whining mess

he likes to take pictures of you of course, but they’re always really tasteful and beautiful, they’re not dirty and filthy the way Eddie takes pictures of his lover

Jonathan provides the most amazing aftercare! he’ll pretty much wait on you hand and foot and won’t rest until he’s completely satisfied that you’ve been properly taken care of

he’ll run you a bath, put some bath salts in, even give you a lil massage if the session was quite intense, fetch you food, maybe some tea, whatever you wanted really

he is the best snuggler, he will spoon you and rest his head on your back, just between your shoulder blades, placing soft kisses to your skin until the two of you fall asleep

Author’s Note / Disclaimer: please remember that these are headcanons, i.e. this is how I personally view the character. you may disagree and that is completely fine, I just ask that you don’t leave any disrespectful or rude comments about it. thank you in advance.

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#jonathan byers #jonathan byers headcanons #jonathan byers smut #jonathan byers fluff #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers x you #jonathan byers hc #jonathan byers headcanon #jonathan byers imagine #jonathan byers angst #stranger things headcanons #stranger nightmare

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spideybatsy · 11 months

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A+B | Chapter Five

Summary: GN!reader is falling in love with Bruce Wayne, even if they won’t admit it. Everything takes a turn for the worse when Bruce’s biggest secret comes to light.

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x GN!Reader

WC: 2.1K

Warnings: na

Notes: Can be read as any batsy you’d like, I personally picture Bale bc I’m a slut for him <3

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For the next few days, I feel helpless. It’s like I’m on autopilot. Waking up, going to work, coming home, and going to bed. I can tell Stacey is concerned about me but thankfully, she never pushes me to talk. She just gently reminds me that she’s here for me when I’m ready.

“Don’t take no for an answer.”

The voice on the TV catches my attention, it was a cheesy talk show. I don’t even remember it starting, there’d been reruns of Friends playing seemingly seconds ago. I turn to Stacey, who is staring down at her phone screen.

“Some people will try and hold you back from what you want. You can’t let that happen.” The live audience hollers in response as the host walks to the woman on the couch. “What do you want?” She puts the mic up to the woman’s mouth.

“I want love!”

“So, what are you going to do?”

The woman stands up. “Go out and get it!”

The screen turns black as Stacey gets off the couch. “Come on, time to go to bed.”

“Stace.” Her eyes shoot to me, and she turns off the phone. “I have to do something.”

“What?”

“I have to let him know he can’t just cut me out like this,” I said. “That I deserve more than that.”

She takes a seat next to me. “How are you going to do that?”

Now that I’m standing outside of Wayne Tower, I’m not sure that this is the best idea. What if he calls security on me?

No, I can’t back out. If he won’t talk to me after today, at least I’ll know I’ve done everything I can. The ball will be in his court.

I take a deep breath and push open the door and walk inside. I’ve never actually been here before, so I take a second to look around. Despite the building having been here for decades, it’s modern and sleek. Clearly renovated recently, it reeks of wealth.

There’s a receptionist at the front desk and a part of me feels the need to hide away. She’s stunning. I’m surprised she isn’t on the front page of a beauty magazine. Or on Bruce’s arm.

“Hi, I’d like to see Bruce Wayne.” I’m grateful my voice doesn’t shake.

She looks up at me through her glasses. “Do you have an appointment?”

“No, I was hoping you could call him and let him know A is here.”

She looks me up and down, and an almost condescending smile crosses her face. “Mr Wayne doesn’t see people without an appointment.”

“Please.” This time my voice does crack. “Just let him know A is here.”

She sighs and picks up the phone, dialling as she stares up at me.

“Good morning, Mr Wayne. I have an A here to see you.” A cruel smile lifts her lips. “Yes, yes. I’ll get security to escort them out.” She flinches, the voice on the other side of the phone is so loud that even I can hear it. “Of course, sir. Sorry sir.” Then she puts the phone down.

“Mr Wayne can’t see you at the moment, but you are welcome to wait.” She gestures over at the couches. I note that she won’t look me in the eyes anymore.

I’d been prepared to spend hours waiting for Bruce, having packed several books and even some yarn and crochet hooks. After half an hour I glance up and notice the receptionist looking over at me. She hurriedly looks away and whispers something into the phone before hanging up.

It was only 10 minutes later that I looked up and notice the man making his way to me. It’s not Bruce but I’m happy, nevertheless.

“Alfred!” I stood from the chair.

He smiles and draws me into a hug. I notice the receptionist staring at me again and whispering something else into the phone.

“Good job,” he says as he pulls away. I can tell he’s talking about my showing up here.

I can’t help the smile on my face. “What are you doing here?”

“Master Wayne called me to drive you home.” He must see the conflict on my face because he adds on. “We’ll talk about it more in the car.”

I nod, grab my bag, and follow him out to the car. I’ve been in this car a few times now but something new catches my eye. There’s always been a small assortment of snacks behind the driver's seat but they’ve all been changed out. They’re all my favourite treats.

“Alfred, what happened to the food?” I notice his smile in the rear-view mirror.

“Master Wayne wanted to try something new.”

The warmth that fills my chest is quickly darkened when I remember the situation.

“Why won’t he talk to me?” My voice is so soft that I’m worried he won’t hear me.

“Master Wayne is a strange man.” Alfred takes a second. “He thinks everyone is better off without him, especially when it comes to his alter ego.”

“I don’t feel better off.”

“I know.” We sit in silence for a moment. “Master Wayne has a date planned tomorrow night at Alexandros. It would be a shame if you showed up at 6 pm with a date of your own.”

“A date?”

“Master Wayne is a very… protective man.”

I take his words in for a moment. “Are you saying I should make him jealous?”

“I’d never say such a thing.” I can see his smile in the mirror again. “But we must all turn to dramatic measures when the times call.”

Even in my best clothes, I feel underdressed for Alexandros. Nick leads me inside, his hand holding my own. He’s one of the only people from university I kept in contact with. When I reached out about dinner, I was honest and explained the whole situation to him. Well, most of the situation. I left out the whole Batman thing, obviously. He instantly jumped on board, partially to help me and partially to see the great Bruce Wayne in the flesh.

“How are we going to pay for this?” Nick whispered into my ear.

Alfred had insisted that Bruce would pay for dinner and if worst came to worst, I was to call him. I don’t think I could ever ask Alfred for money, so I hoped he was right about Bruce wanting to show off.

“It’s covered, don’t worry about it.”

We smile in unison as we approach the host. He is searching for our reservation when I feel the back of my neck tingle. He’s here.

He says my name and I can feel his shock in every letter. I put on my best-surprised face and turn to him.

“Bruce?”

Nick’s eyes widen as I quickly squeeze his hand in mine.

“What are you doing here?” Bruce takes a step forward, seemingly forgetting all about his date. She’s beautiful, tall with the perfect amount of curves. I recognise her instantly, she’s a lingerie model.

“The same as you, it seems,” I reply.

The guilt in Bruce’s eyes goes as quickly as it comes. He introduces me to his date; her name is Nicole.

“Well, Bruce and Nicole this is Nick. Nick, Bruce and Nicole.”

Nick and Bruce shake hands and I can tell Bruce squeezes hard. Nick's hand is red when he pulls away.

“You must be the friend from university.” I’m surprised Bruce remembers. “Finally made your move?”

“Better late than never.” We share a cheesy romantic look and I’m proud of us for being such convincing liars. I’m also happy I never told Bruce Nick’s gay, otherwise this could’ve gone south very fast.

“Your table for two is now ready.” The host comes to our rescue.

“Nice seeing you again Bruce, until next time.” We go to walk away but Bruce acts faster.

“What if we sit together for dinner? A nice double date.” He says it like a question, but I know there’s no room for dispute.

“Unfortunately, Mr Wayne, there are no tables for four available.” The host responds.

Bruce pulls out his chequebook and starts writing.

“This isn’t a question of money, Mr Wayne. We are fully booked.”

The smirk Bruce responds with is so unlike him that it sends a shiver down my body. I hate it.

He hands the cheque to the host. “I’m the owner now, get us a table for four.”

To say dinner has been awkward is the understatement of the year. When Nick had gone to pull out my seat, Bruce had basically sprinted to get there first and help me sit. Poor Nicole looked astonished when Bruce then sat down, completely ignoring her. Thankfully, Nick went over and helped her to her seat. I thanked him when he sat down, which just made Bruce agitated.

I’m not sure what his game is. The only thing I can think of is maybe he wants to show that he’s more interested in me than her. All it does is make me feel bad for her.

Bruce starts asking question after question, basically all of them directed at me. Most of which I know he already has the answer to. As soon as I can get an extra word in, I ask Nicole how her week has been.

While we chat, I can see Bruce staring daggers into Nick. I feel so bad for the guy, I might have to buy him a gift basket after this. I can tell he’s uncomfortable by the way he grips my hand under the table. I try to squeeze back in solidarity.

“How has your week been?” Nicole asks me.

I can’t stop the hurt that floods my eyes but try to blink it away. “I went to see a friend and he wouldn’t talk to me. He just sent someone else to come deal with me.”

At least Bruce has the decency to look down in shame, even if it only lasts a moment.

“I’m sorry, that’s horrible.” Nicole reaches over the table and takes my other hand. I smile, grateful for her empathy. “Have you spoken to him now?”

I feel Bruce’s eyes on me. “Kind of? We haven’t really spoken. I’m beginning to wonder if it’s worth it anymore.”

Before anyone can respond, the waitress brings out our mains.

We eat mainly in silence, sometimes commenting on the meal. The tension is palpable, everyone can feel it.

“Do you want to try some of the soup?” When no one responds, I look up and notice Bruce gazing straight at me. “I know you love it.”

Nick can’t help but laugh next to me. “You hate soup.”

Bruce’s face scrunches, in the same way I imagine a toddler would mid hissy fit. “No, they don’t.”

“They certainly don’t like pumpkin soup.” Nick laughs even harder, and I can’t help but join him. It’s so stupid but with all the tension that’s been suffocating us all night, something just snaps.

“I-I,” I struggle to get the words out between, “hate pumpkin soup.”

Bruce looks down at his soup, which is definitely pumpkin, and crosses his arms.

“I feel like I’m missing out on an inside joke.” Nicole pipes up.

Wiping the tears from my eyes, I finally gain some sort of composure.

“Back in university, I ate pumpkin soup all the time.” Nick starts laughing again, burying his head in my shoulder. “Then one day I ate an out-of-date can and spewed everywhere. Haven’t touched canned pumpkin soup since.”

Bruce tries and fails to hide the upturn on his lips. “I’m sure this isn’t canned.”

“I’m sure it isn’t. I’m still not willing to risk it, though.” I lean over and place my free hand on his arm. “But thank you for offering.”

This seems to lift his spirits even higher, as he instantly grabs my hand with his own. “I’ll get Alfred to make you some pumpkin soup. He loves making it.”

“That sounds nice.”

We stare at each other for a moment, and it feels like our first real interaction since that night of the robbery. Unfortunately, it’s cut short when Nicole coughs. I quickly take my hand away, even though his remains still.

Nick, sensing the tension beginning to rise again, quickly steps in. “God, I can’t wait for dessert.”

As Alfred expected, Bruce picked up the bill for dinner. Both Nick and I thanked him several times, but Bruce brushed it off.

Nick went outside to get the car while Bruce, Nicole and I waited inside. Bruce pulled me aside, just out of Nicole’s hearing range.

“I wanted to say,” he took a breath. “I’m sorry.”

Nick called for me, waiting by the car. As I moved to him, I turned back to Bruce. “Call me later, we’ll talk about it.”

#bruce wayne #bruce wayne x reader #bale!bruce wayne x reader #bale!bruce wayne #bruce Wayne x reader #Christian Bale #batman #batman x reader #gn!reader #bruce Wayne x gn!reader #bale!bruce Wayne x gn!reader

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clownycat · 1 year

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six of crows couples as taylor swift songs bc i cant stop thinking about it<3 (SPOILER WARNING FOR THE SIX OF CROWS DUOLGY)

kanej

…Ready For It?

/Knew he was a killer first time that I saw him/

reminds me of when inej first met kaz

/But if he's a ghost, then I can be a phantom Holdin' him for ransom/

hes dirtyhands and shes his wraith. also inej is his weakness, holds his mind for ransom with how much he thinks about her

/Younger than my exes but he act like such a man, so/

not exes, but i picture all the men from the Menagerie. he acts like “such a man” because hes a better person than all the men there

/I see nothing better, I keep him forever Like a vendetta-ta/

kaz to inej😭<3

/Knew I was a robber first time that he saw me/

reminds me of when kaz first met inej. except replace robber with investment😭 or like robber of information?

/But if I'm a thief, then he can join the heist/

do i need to explain this? ice court heist duh

/I forget their names now/

inej forgot every (almost) name of every man from the Menagerie

/Never be the same now, now/

kaz changed inej in alot of different ways. i mainly think ab the fact that if she never met him, she most likely would never have killed anyone

Helnik

So It Goes…

/See you in the dark/

the ship nina and matthias met on was dark

/All eyes on you, my magician/

grisha does magic = magician

/Gold cage, hostage to my feelings Back against the wall Trippin', trip-trippin' when you're gone/

reminds me of when matthias was in hellgate. nina had to stay in ketterdam.

/'Cause we breakdown a little But when you get me alone, it's so simple/

matthias hesitates to be with nina because of the thoughts his people instilled in him, but when its only him and nina he doesnt think of them as much

/Getting caught up in a moment Lipstick on your face/

their first kiss in crooked kingdom😭</3

/I'm yours to keep And I'm yours to lose/

reminds me of matthias’ promise to nina

/ You know I'm not a bad girl But I do bad things with you/

mattthias is the “not a bad girl” (hes so babygirl coded)

/All eyes on me, your illusionist/

again, ninas a grisha

/But I got your heart Skippin', skip-skippin' when I'm gone/

nina did make matthias’ heart skip. also shes a heartrender hELLO

/You did a number on me But honestly, baby, who's counting?/

nina did a number on matthias

Wesper

Lover

/And this is our place, we make the rules/

its giving wylan and jesper as wylans house at the end of ck

/And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear/

thats so jesper to wylan😭

/Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close forever and ever?/

jesper just always wanting to be around wylan

/We could let our friends crash in the living room/

the image of all the crows crashing at wylans house>>>

/This is our place, we make the call/

this is WYLANS house. not jan van eck, or anyone else. WYLANS

/And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you/

jealous wylan

/With every guitar string scar on my hand/

take out guitar. i imagine they both have alot of scars from everything that happened<3

/My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue All's well that ends well to end up with you/

theyve both been through so much but they still ended up with each other😭😭

/Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover/

jesper to wylan

/And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover/

THIS. THIS IS WHAT MADE ME THINK THIS IS THEIR SONG. jesper always making dirty jokes to wylan so he blushes, and wylan always having a place for jesper/

#soc #grishaverse #taylorswift #six of crows #crooked kingdom #i have brainrot #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #nina zenik #matthias helvar #jesper my beloved #jesper fahey #wylan van sunshine #wylan van eck #wesper #helnik

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swordmaid · 2 months

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which is also why I think - in a vengeance shri’iia au where she ends up as astarion’s spawn and he inevitably gets tired of her bc he has all the power in the world and he can have anything and anyone he wants and everything is his for the taking - when she inevitably turns from his ‘eternal lover’ to just his ‘first spawn’ - she will be sooo amy gone girl about it.

like she’s devoting her oath and her entire life to him, he doesn’t get to change that. he’s not allowed to change even. she will do everything in her power and she will even set fire to them both if he tried to change. like he’s making a mistake that she’s rectifying! she lives to serve, and if he doesn’t want her servitude that means there’s something that’s not right and she will personally correct that. like he doesn’t need to worry about anything ofc - worrying doesn’t look good on him let her fix what needs to be fixed. she is such a good lover after all. it doesn’t compute to her that she’s going to be replaced. like it literally doesn’t make sense, not when he promised her eternity. so when he starts looking at someone else, when he starts to favor someone else and lavish them with his attentions and praise she will get rid of them because he’s getting distracted! and he doesn’t need distractions! and when he gets mad at her she will forgive his transgressions and soothe that anger away - he doesn’t need anymore wrinkles. and she will know about every little lie he says and hold them close to her chest then recite it back to him when she gets rid of another one of his new favourites. and when he tries to kill her she’ll do the same thinking it’s some game or courtship - this is how it was back in menzoberranzan after all! the fact that he was willing to learn her traditional courtship is so sweet 🥰. and maybe she’ll scare him even, so he can learn what fear is again. it’s a good kind of fear bc she’s showing what kind of person she could be so it would be dumb of him to throw her away.

but the thing is! she’s operating out of love and devotion! and they have eternity together! and there’s something sooo sicko yes about how ascended astarion’s first spawn - his first creation - being something that he will eventually resent and fears. bc it would be so much easier if she hated him like how he hated cazador. but she doesn’t. she’s deranged and in love and so obsessive about that love to the point where it literally can not be changed - and he can’t change it or manipulate it. what was once useful to him became a detriment. their love turning so sick and rotten, like a leftover apple, and she becomes a nuisance that he can’t get rid of, and he’s stuck with that nuisance for eternity. he eventually realises what a mistake it was seducing her back then when they had those tadpoles in their heads, when they had that strange freedom. like if he knew things would turn out like this, and she was actually this kind of person, maybe he would’ve done things differently but instead he’s stuck with her for eternity.

and I do think he’ll try to kill her lmfao I mean he’s a vampire lord and she’s just a fucking spawn so he’ll get rid of her once he gets bored and annoyed, but she thinks it’s some game between them so she’ll try to get him too - not kill him ofc but just close enough to scare him and remind him that she does bite even before the vampire teeth. I mean before him, she was literally a drow high priestess’/matron mother’s trained hound.

anyway I really love the idea of them being miserable with each other lmfaoo and I think she will be so miserable as a spawn actually and the moment when she potentially gets replaced something is gonna break inside of her bc it’ll just like before when she broke her oath. but she won’t be that bewildered and confused girl again, nope. she’s not going to accept it this time, she refuses! she doesn’t get to be the only miserable one, he doesn’t get to win..!!!

#they’d be so rancid together im like sicko yes ..‼️‼️#anyway I think it’ll be very late down the years when he gets tired of her but he WILL ! like I’m sure of it #but she won’t allow it 🫶 like he doesn’t get to do that #he’s not allowed. even. and then they’ll clash and he’ll hate her 🫶 but she forgives him every time !#he doesn’t mean it after all. it’s just one his moods and she knows him SO well. and it’s this cycle of resentment and mindfuck and love #and a whole fucking eternity of that loool #anyway that kind of toxicity def needs to be contained rip to the new spawns who gets caught up in that fuckery #like she’s still a paladin so she has an innate power advantage over the vamps since they’re undead #but now I’m wondering how would a vamp paladin work lmfao #she’s literally willing to smite and kill herself if it meant smiting him also like you don’t understand she will drag him down to hell #with her if it meant they go together. it doesn’t matter if he wants to or not 😭#she is really so deranged the best possible ending for her is to take all that energy and focus it on herself not someone else 😭#bc she’s the only one who can handle it you know ..!!! hence why I think spawn astarion/vengeance shri’iia wouldn’t work either bc she’ll #be too much for him like you can’t fix her…! she can only fix herself if she wanted to ..!#shut up about bg3.

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straycalamities · 4 months

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For Andrew > 🍕🩷🧠🥊

🍕 - What is their favorite food?

ill be honest. i forgot. i dont keep track of that very well for any ocs besides spook (bc its was based on one of my bestest fwiend's fav foods so i'll never forget it)

something savory, though. i know he really likes savory, hot meals over other things because it reminds him of his dad who he has a decent relationship with. and eventually his bestie ji-hoon likes to make him good meals to help him with his depression. so he has very good associations with a nice, full plate of food.

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

in a bittersweet way, it's whenever his mom would rarely actually fully praise him for something because 99% of the time she's cold, strict, and stoic. he ends up holding the same for julian and the times julian was super nice to him, but they eventually get soured when he realizes that it was probably all just a honeytrap. all part of the manipulation tactics.

straight up good memories usually come from joyriding in a nice car or on a motorcycle. or when he met ji-hoon and they clicked rly well. or had a lavish date with a guy who didnt last, but it was a nice time regardless. when he first got a telescope. or when he first got one of his pets. a silly moment with alana. stuff like that.

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

i like...everything about him AAAA what do i even pick out...

i guess my favorite thing about him is how real he feels to me. like out of all my ocs i feel like he's the most that's like...that could be a real person. i've based a lot of him off my experiences or other people i've known so i think that's why. and so he's kinda like..a culmination of things i love and also the experiences and people that have been in my life. like a love-letter to my ?? living?? idk that sounds cheesy

i also think out of all my ocs he'd be the one i'd most like to be friends with if he were real. i could be friends with a bunch of them, but i think him and i would actually be close.

🥊 -What do they love to do? What do they hate to do?

like i said in the memories answer, he LOVES joyriding especially at night. nighttime joyriding is his default coping mechanism for like..anything and everything. he loves tinkering with things to figure out how it goes together and/or works. he loves listening to music. he loves watching golden hollywood era films or 80s cheesy flicks or cult classics. he loves just. watching his pet snake or tarantulas do their thing. he loves going out into the nightlife of the city. nighttime is his time and he loves being around people even if he's also a socially anxious and awkward mess. he loves meeting people and bonding with them over music or other things. he's a former partyboy so..he likes getting wild but in his later 20s he's a LOT more careful about it lol. and any of the previous stuff is 10x better if someone else is doing it with him or just parallel-playing with him if nothing else. he just REALLY likes being around and connecting with other humans.

he hates monotony though. he needs to switch it up and pretty often. he hates being around anyone that is just like straight up using him or toying with him. he can get down w like..yall are both just enjoying each others company for the moment and nothing else, but like..as a victim of major manipulation and abuse, he's got no time for any red flags like that anymore. he also hates doing things that are clearly a waste of time. like busywork or stuff like that he can't stand it. he also hates arguing lmao. he's pretty stubborn and hard-headed himself and he KNOWS it so he tries to just avoid arguments when he can because no ones gonna come out of it a winner. also he's not an emotional vault like ace is, he's pretty open with them for the most part, but he hates talking about the stuff that Truly bothers him like the mom issues or the julian stuff.

#asks #full-frontal-lotus #these were all THINKERS gotdam #thank you for them tho #andrew cho

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skzdarlings · 11 months

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Hey darling :D

I haven't sent my usual play-by-play rants this time XD That chapter was to be digested in silence fr🧘‍♀️

A 10k word count is no joke so firstly, thank you for deciding to share this story with the fam <3 I can't wrap my head around the fact that there was supposed to be more, but you opted to make it a different chapter

So, dearest darling, I just wanted to say:

Each fic you do, the thing I find most exciting is the creative ways you dodge using 'y/n'. Let me tell you, I live for it. Like with the bodyguard au you decide to describe how he talks to mc instead of just simply slapping 'y/n' onto the sentence and calling it a day... and that just does it for me.

For this specific chapter I love how you used Jisung's and Hyunie's characters. Han starting the chapter literally made me go :( Partially bc he doesn't know his besties sleep in the same bed and have been doing so for the past 4 years. I wonder if they ever tell him...

With Hyunjin, ugh the character developed queen you are. Especially the part where mc is making sure he eats that cupcake ("You eat! You eat!"~Han Jisung) Tbh this chapter is so angsty bc yet again I go 😔 Sure, mc's life is basically hell but she has Felix... Who does Hyunjin have? :(((( I'm worried about him, does he have anyone he can rely on? :(

I audibly yelled when Felix caught mc with her hand in her pants 💀💀💀💀💀💀 I CACKLED! It was so funny to me like why couldn't a homegirl think of doing it under the covers😭😭??? Or in another bathroom of that humongous house

This brings me to the humanness of the chapter. A moment of silence for your ever-impeccable use of imagery🙇‍♀️ They're just kids. They really are just a boy and a girl at the end of the day. When Felix leaned over to peck her forehead I genuinely stopped reading for a second. The way he handles her so gently (most of the time hehe), coupled with the way she was counting the seconds.... Like darling be fr😭 How will I ever move on from this fic? I loved every description of how she clung to him because she didn't really know how else to deal with what she's feeling. And for heaven's sake Felix, KISS HER ALREADY! I love how I'm saying this knowing he can't. Ooh which reminds me, i loved the part where you said that crossing that line would have to be intentional. No not-so-accidental hanky panky here hah. For all the cliches that are allowed to slide in fanfiction, I once again love how you simply refuse to be ordinary.

Lastly, onto the smut hehe ;) The tension was everything to me. The build up was superb. All the times he rushed to the bathroom 😭😭✋ My favourite part was when he asked mc if Hyunjin had kissed her. I know that part wasn't steamy but if I was mc that would have told me all I need to know ✋ Anyways, you ate up every fic and it's author's pet with that mutual mast******** I would've physically died. The way you described everything fbdhgfjfjtjidbm

Separate sub-point for this bc the way SHE PUT HER HAND IN HIS MOUTH

🕳️🤸‍♀️💨

Hands were everything in this fic. And the way neither of them could finish without having physical contact with each other.

PLEASE SEND AN AMBULANCE

P.s: the way all it took was a 'shh' from him. That was personal. I felt targeted.

Ok, the end😂 These asks always end up being so long no matter how hard I try😔❤️

😭😭😭😭😭😭 this message is amazing, i so appreciate the time you take to write such amazing commentary!! it absolutely makes my day, you have nooo idea! 💗💗💗💗 i feel like i am so bad at replying to comments and just keep saying thank you hahaha but truly thank you thank you. those things you touched on were highlights for me when writing and i love to see what most jumps out at people too as readers. also hehe yes 🤭 the hand in the mouth was A Moment

thank you so so much again. comments like this really get me excited to write more 😊💗💗

#replies #astralis-is-typing

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mincedmagnet · 1 year

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Hoar frost. Where the air was breathing ice crystals and the warm bodies of the trees invited them to stay

One of my earliest memories is of this box. There is still nothing more delightful to me than opening one shape to find more inside. And to continue opening to find all sorts of shapes living well together

The levels of deception here also continue well past what was expected.

Note the false quilt square— sure, it’s cute.

A facsimile. Not truly deceptive, just a little cutesy. But look above it — you’ll notice that the bear square has false stitches that overlap with the real stitching. So, wait. So this is a larger square that’s just been stitched to look like a quilted square?

Wait. Wait, it’s fucking EVERYWHERE. THE WHOLE THING IS JUST ONE PIECE OF FABRIC. stitched in a grid to fool the sheeplike masses. I was taken in! A sap like any other ! When I brought this up to my grandmother she told me she only paid 50 cents for it, which…

A way to look at the present which reminds you that no matter what you’re moving at the speed of light through time if not space.

haunted ass mirror made in Italy. Biblically accurate mirror.

This eel tail is just so eely. I am obsessed with how heavy and round especially with the triangliness of everything else

A room made out of veneer. This artist was mostly annoying and I am anti laser cutting unless it, you know, serves a soul purpose. But I do love a flat-not flat- but yes, flat moment. Ugh. The fucking laser cutting though. Like, she was encouraged to lasercut bc actual marquetry is motherfucking hard. And that’s the point. It’s not beautiful because it’s intricate. It’s beautiful because you touched every piece. Like why did she need to speed up the process to make more, besides capital? Who does it serve? It doesn’t serve the work, I don’t think. Especially with the ugly ass vector photo remakes that she made. The thing about wood as material being lasercut…I mean you might as well use vinyl instead of wood veneer, right? Can I make an argument for objective lack of quality here??? Idk I think I’m just annoyed at this Brooklyn ass white lady selling these and using up this beautiful veneer that now looks like it’s just printed out

The creche. Also one of my earliest memories. Man they used to make plastic that lasted, that star has been through so many Iowa winters, too. I do love the act of decoration being spiritually linked. It really feels like it takes the “in order to” out of the equation. Decorating because celebration is important… because it makes us alive, reminds us that we are animals who like sparkly things when the water is hidden. Stars on earth. I could see the Christmas lights from the plane, couldn’t have gotten a picture of that, but thought of it like trying to bring the sky home, our silly little tricks to bring heaven to earth. I can use as many reminders as possible that I’m small, and cradled by the rush of time and shooting through space, away from the Big Bang, back to the beginning

#hoarfrost #blog post

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too-many-rooks · 1 year

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Tag people you want to get to know better

Thanks @strangesoulmates for tagging me!

Three ships (As I’m writing this out I’m realising they all have pretty similar themes, I guess I have somewhat consistent taste, this is all just reminders of humanity, enemies to lovers, trying to kill each other and excuses to cover my blorbos in blood.)

1.) Alex/Yassen

Can I be controversial and admit this one took a lot of convincing? Originally I was expecting the fandom to be more into ‘unlikely parental figure’ Yassen (which is a trope I’m an absolute sucker for.) but any way these two characters interact is interesting to me, and I’ve definitely come round to it from a perspective of this is only ‘healthy’ because it’s them and no one else can really understand them like the other can, and if it’s not ‘healthy’ it’s all dubious and quite fun. Big sucker for the (sort of one sided?) enemies to lovers, borderline obsession, as character foils of each other, with Yassen kind of representing Alex’s future and the dichotomy of like... sunshine puppy and murder kitty vibes. Then there’s the loyalty to each other before their ‘side’, different worlds and different morals but a unique understanding of each other.

(Also worth mentioning that I like Yassen with basically any Rider - I don’t see John/Yassen as anything but unhealthy hero worship/daddy issues/manipulation but that itself is still interesting, and I’m a huge sucker for Ian/Yassen, either as like an old married couple or people who have a few brief, but very intense encounters throughout their lives. I feel like there’s been a bit of a ‘Yiannaissance’ recently that I’m really enjoying. Do we have an official ship name? Yian? Iassen? Neither seem great.)

2.) Jonathon Reid/Geoffrey McCullum.

Peak different sides, enemies to lovers, vampire hunter and powerful newborn vampire in 1918 London in the grip of a pandemic, great gothic industrial vibe. I played this game obsessively during lockdown. (Can’t imagine why.) Themes of duty and purpose and humanity and horror, the game sort of rushes you into a forced romance with one of the female characters but the chemistry between these two is insane they are kind of obsessed with each other and the fight that happens when one of them tries to kill the other is just TEEMING with homoeroticism.

3.) Villanelle/Eve Polastri

First two seasons of Killing Eve are some of the best television ever created. The theatricality of the murders, and the comedy contrasted with some just devastating moments, the OUTFITS. That ending really took the wind out of my sails with this one and kind of spoiled it for me but what was there with the themes of mutual obsession, both trying to kill each other, Villanelle drawing out this dark side of Eve that has always been there, Eve drawing out this humanity that also been in Villanelle, just the whole vibe of being the only people in the world who could possibly understand the other properly and hating that so much you try and kill each other before realising they can’t be apart.

First Ship - I think the first one I really went insane for was Morrigan/Warden from DA:O. Morrigan helped me realise I was a lesbian I was so in love with her. Still am tbh.

Last song - ‘King’ by Florence + the Machine, I went to her concert this week and she ran right past me it was amazing.

Last Movie - finally got round to watching Everything Everywhere All at Once, so incredible!

Currently reading - chapter 3 of ‘The Viking Diaspora’ by Judith Jesch for my seminar tomorrow. (I really want to read more novels this year!)

Currently watching - His Dark Materials, interspersed with weird niche YouTube video essays, and mildly embarrassing amounts of Bluey.

Currently consuming: last thing I ate was some cinnamon raisin bread with one of the fancy jams I got in the jam advent calendar I bought myself. Now I need to figure out where I can find pineapple and yuzu jam bc I want to eat it forever.

Currently craving: supermarket bakery chocolate chip cookies, and some sweet and spicy fried chicken.

Tagging @countessrivers and whoever else fancies!

#ask game

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gswgain · 2 years

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hello everyone!! i’m super excited to be here as a personal enjoyer of cosmic horror and the supernatural :-) i’ll be writing for lee gain, local miserable accountant and the living half of a pair of twins lmao ...... unfortunately i’ll be a lil spotty in the coming days bc i have the worst timing ever lol (in the middle of a move welp), but! if u’d like to plot, please leave a like and i’ll drop by ur dms! also available on disk hoard @ iffy miffy#3901 if u would like to plot there instead!

basic rundown + extras + plots under the cut! (CW: mentioned parents & sibling death)

lee gain, 33, local from what was previously the northern village in the nari village (ok she was there for like. barely 24 hrs), now an accountant in dangam-eup spending her days in the smoking area (see: rooftop) of her workplace

bio/bg tl;dr: born the day before the singing stone appeared which killed her parents, grew up with her identical twin sister (gaeun) and grandmother, gain turned out as the more subdued twin vs gaeun the 'troublemaker’ and was even the vp of their student council during high school, during senior yr gaeun dies under uncertain circumstances which gain may or may have not been involved in

and since senior yr, gain’s been plagued with nightmares and visions of gaeun, accumulating to a lil identity crisis moment when she finds that she has a new mole on her face in the exact spot where gaeun's trademark one was :-)

gave her the death reversed card so there’s gna be some personal change and transformation going on, but is it just metaphorical/emotional??? lol guess we’ll see!

so now she’s 33 and living in an apartment with zero mirrors which. well....... isn’t great but also explains why she looks like she wears the same outfit almost every other day. bc she does

works in an accounting firm so if u need help w business finances and ur taxes then theres that! but her customer service-sona is god awful (as in she doesnt have one) so tread carefully

personality-wise, she’s erm... not exactly the most approachable w those sketchy vibes and all.... if there’s a smoking area at some resto/cafe/bar then u’ll probably find her there / the gym she goes to at like 2am bc she’s deadset on not sleeping most of the time / aimlessly walking around the island

i’d imagine she was just classically?? introverted when she was younger but post-gaeun has both hardened n fractured her shell so now she’s more deadpan + distrusting + rude (some would say a little bit like how gaeun was..... hm......)

re: the supernatural stuff, she isn’t a skeptic but it’s more of a case where she doesn’t want to believe bc then she has to entertain the idea of her dead sister trying to claim her body as an actual thing so.... take that as u will

but now theres that big squid ... welp!

now onto some v poorly thought out plots (i’m much better w brainstorming so pls let’s do that if none of these work)

this is just wishful thinking but someone who knew her from high school as the mild-mannered vp and witnessed/came back to this almost completely diff person that strangely reminds them of someone else

someone who has a familial connection to the northern village that might’ve heard abt the twins who were born right before the singing stone destroyed everything

fellow neighbour in an unnamed apt complex in dangam-eup who might think of her as a shady character not to be trusted bc she rlly does dress and act the part....

maybe u rlly do need help with ur taxes and therefore hire her services but much to ur surprise she actually gets the job done even though she looks like she’s this close to throwing something at u every time u ask a question

ok im stumped but ty for making it this far and i look forward to plotting/writing with u <3

#gsw:intro

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princessdreamie · 7 months

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DBH part 13

At the big kids school

While the little kids in Na's school barely talked about the video as a whole, the rumors didnt stop at C's and Br's school.Many students split into 2 groups. Group one was approving of a relationship with Br and Fa. Mostly bc they both are very popular in their school. Group number 2 were basically the haters of this "couple". Fa just wanted the day to be done with instead.

The whole day, he was bothered by outsiders questioning him what the truth is. Is he really together with the little princess of the Stanton family or is he is dating the mysterious girl?

He gave them all the same response, "It is none of your business."C felt bad for his friend, and stuck with him the whole day so that he could try getting some peace and quiet.

Br was had mixed feelings about the whole ordeal. She was complimented on her pressuite on the handsome actor, while others gave her the cold shoulder. Those ppl consisted mostly of C' and Lv's friends that knew about Fa & Mel. Lv was dissapointed at his younger cousin. He knew that she liked to play with boys. But never could he have imagined that she would go after guys in committed relationships. He reminded himslef to have a talk with her later.

A few hours b4

At N's company

N was still working on her papers when she got a notify on her phone. And you guessed it, she saw the video. To see her own daughter in the crossfire was already painful enough, but to find out what the reason behind it was just left her speechless. She would have to talk to her daughter about this later. For now she contacted the media platform to take the video down and delete the hot searches.

Said and done. Not even an hour later and all traces of this topic were gone. N called Ct to inform him about the mess Br caused online.

Ct was on a business trip at the moment so he only her texts at night. He couldnt really pretend to be shocked anymore when it came to his kids. He started to wonder what had happened to his sweet little girl from years ago.

But moping around didn't help in this situation, so he just replied back what N had to do while he was gone on the trip.

Later at the Stanton's house

All the families (excluding S and E) gathered at the living room. Br sat there as nothing was wrong, all the while her phone was bombarded with text messages from her girl friends.

Given updates on her current drama with Fa amd his actual GF. They still seem to be in a relationship and Fa even made a statement on his profile that he never cared for Br and her status. Neither will he become one of her play things. Stating to everyone that he is in a serious relationship with sum1 else.

His followers admired his honesty and devotion to his current girlfriend and root for their future together.

The public still didnt know who she was but that didnt stop the crowd to speculate. So far everyone got it wrong. Br was not bothered about Fa but her younger girl cousin. Na could have stayed out of it but she still made things more complicated.

Fl started the conversation of with asking Na & Br what happened on that day. While Br was down playing everything as a misunderstanding Na set her straight. She even told her fam to ask Lv or C if they needed more evidence.Br looked at her other cousin in hope he would help her. But unlucky for her, he was backing up Na instead. Fl berated his grand daughter of her actions & that he wouldn't tolerate her flirting with guys she has no business with. Fa had already a huge following. Way larger than hers in fact.If the puplic sees their family as homewreckers or assume that they accept that kind of behavior they would be looked down upon. Br got more and more ashamed by his hurtful words. Her grandfather was usually very calm and considered. But today he was not.

N & Mo tried to calm every one down so that they can get to the bottom of this. N asked Br why she was talking to the girl that way. Br just gave her a good enough explaination about how drama gets more attention to her family. It isnt like they had no drama b4 either. The talk deteriorated somehow where J accidentally mentioned Yvette. The room got quiet for a good minute. Na never heard of that name. Nor did she know why the grown ups acted that way. As the little girl was about to ask what her mom was talking about, N quickly changed the subject and asked her dad to continue the next day.

Fl agreed and left the room, while the rest of the adults behave awkward. The young girl still wanted to get some answers but she figured that her parents or uncles wont tell her a thing. The best course of action would be not to pressure them for a few days and just wait till she went back to school.

But she quickly messaged Le to see what she could find about a woman with that name, that also had some kind of relationship with her fam. The hearing impaired kid self proclaimed herself as the tech genius in her friend group. And to be fair, she certainly knows her way around getting information and is pretty good in hacking for a kid her age.

After getting her girl friend's thumbs up emoji she knew that she had nothing to worry about.

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