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gettingfrilly · 6 months

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Let's talk about Eddy and empathy

Okay, so. Hand-me-down Ed.

Lotta people talk about this episode. Lotta them have the take that the boomerang unleashed Eddy's repressed nurturing side. This is a very valid interpretation when you consider the abuse Eddy has endured and all the reasons he has to repress any nurture-type feelings. But here is the thing that I think. Or don't think. I don't think Eddy represses a secret nurturing side. I think it got repressed by outside forces when he was young and squishy and moldable, and now there's not really a whole lot of nurturing in there left for him to repress himself. I truly believe the intent of the episode was to show the Eds being the opposite of who they truly are. And Eddy, truly, in my opinion, is an incredibly traumatized kid with some really unfortunate learned behaviors and underdeveloped empathy muscles that just aren't gonna fully recover.

There are two episodes I wanna talk about to back up my claim.

Ah, Dueling Eds. Who doesn't like Dueling Eds? I certainly consider it one of my favorite episodes. It's a surprisingly serious episode with a genuine look at how Eddy navigates the consequences of hurting someone. That long silence in the van with Double D? His continuing insistence that he didn't do anything? Continually asking throughout the whole episode what the hell is even going on? Mwah. Chef's kiss. I've seen a few different theories for what's going on with Eddy in this episode, but I've always felt that he genuinely has no idea what he did, why everyone's acting the way they are, and is incredibly fucking frustrated by how little sense the whole situation is makes. He knows it has to do with the fishball; he even brings it up himself when he's talking about the incident with Double D later. But he doesn't understand why that was wrong. He doesn't get how something so inconsequential in his own mind could be so hurtful to Rolf, and he is either incapable of, or refuses to acknowledge, that just because it wasn't a big deal to him, doesn't mean it can't be a big deal to someone else. (We call this ~theory of mind~ btw and it's a big component of empathy.)

Another favorite of mine, Little Ed Blue. I've talked about this scene before because I love it for a lot of reasons, and one of those reasons is the insight we get into how Eddy's emotions have probably been addressed by those around him in the past. I mean, jeez, this is Ed! He's one of Eddy's most important people! A true and dear friend he's had since he was a toddler and one of the few people in the world who outwardly likes him and gets along with him. And what does he do when Ed's having a bad day? Calls him a wuss, laughs at him, invalidates his feelings, and tells him to get over himself. This is some grade fucking A asshole behavior, even for Eddy. And yet he does it easily without a shred of guilt, convinced this is the correct way to address a friend who's in the throes of misery. I mean, just look at this face.

Has Ed ever made a face like that? His feelings got fucking hurt man. (also, as a sibling, I can say that this is categorically the most Sibling moment between Eddy and Ed in the entire show.)

IMO, someone with a repressed nurturing side wouldn't be that baffled by how Rolf is reacting or be that cruel to their own best friend. This looks more like someone who genuinely has a low amount of empathy. So what's actually going on? Do I think Eddy is just some cold, uncaring asshole? Of course not! He's a traumatized 12 year old kid who's endured intense physical abuse. Cruelty was normalized for Eddy at a very young age. Why should Rolf be so upset about a fishball? It's not like Eddy beat him or something. And what's Ed got to be so miserable about? Men shouldn't act like wusses. Men are supposed to just get over it. And how could Eddy be wrong for thinking these things? It's what he was taught, after all. He learned these behaviors from his hero, after all. This is all he knows. This is what makes sense to him. It's Rolf and Ed who are being ridiculous.

That kind of stunted growth to someone's empathy isn't something so easily fixed. This is why I don't headcanon or write a more grown up Eddy as someone who learns he doesn't have to repress his nurturing side anymore; I see him as someone who's learned that nurturing and empathy are part of the whole "having friends" deal. He's learned that nurturing and empathy are what's considered normal, learned that it's what's expected of any decent human being, man or not. He's also learned, a la BPS, that you have to be a good friend to have good friends. It doesn't come naturally to him. It's gonna take a lot of hard work and growth on his part. But even if Eddy doesn't always understand why he needs to be gentler, needs to just listen, needs to offer a shoulder to cry on, that doesn't mean he won't do it for the sake of his friends. Because even if empathy ain't his strong suit, even if being empathetic is hard fucking work, he still genuinely and wholeheartedly cares about his friends and cares about doing right by them.

#gettingfrillyspeaks #ed edd n eddy #eene

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rowanwithaz · 7 months

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Patterns and Accidental Parallels.

I haven't made a longer post in a little while,jeez,but,uh,yeah. I've just seen a lot of drama on the official translation for this chapter and it inspired me to talk about some of the patterns I've seen and how,yes,this translation sucks ass,but it doesn't ruin the parallel. That's just how good Horikoshi's writing is,no matter how hard you try to change it,you can still find parallels and patterns to everything.

(I'm just gonna start all my posts with low quality images because I love them so much).

Translations real quick.

SO. I think we all need to remember where Izuku's at right now,how he's feeling. From what we can tell,Izuku isn't doing well.

He saw the dead body of his childhood friend,he had to fight Shigaraki right over said body,he had to stress about Black Whip,he had to remember not to cry,he's just had it really really rough here recently,so,when we have Katsuki stepping in and in fan translations,recalling back to his apology.

Official: Fan:

Now,we're obviously pissed off at the official translation,but,is it that important? And is the English version really trying it's best to interrupt Katsuki's character?

I think it's obvious Katsuki is talking about his apology,for several reasons. The first being what I said at the top,he's stepped in when Izuku was stressing and most likely going to kill himself with all that stress,kinda like when Katsuki said his speech/apology to get Izuku to come back so he didn't have to do it himself. It only makes sense that he'd be calling back to that,we know Horikoshi does this a lot anyways,so kinda weird the English translator fucked it up. Or...did they?

Is it even important? Yes. This is Katsuki's DEVELOPMENT and his relationship to Izuku being shown,and it doesn't make me a happy camper with how they translated this (I believe it was one guy,but still?) We are seeing Katsuki stay true to his word,and it just doesn't have that effect in the official translation. Or does it?

Patterns.

I'm going to go back to what I said at the top. Izuku isn't in a good place right now,and Katsuki seems to be the one to help him when he's like this,which sets it up for a talk. If this is recalling back to Katsuki's promise/apology we're going to get a talk.

BUT. Here's something i want to say,what if we're thinking too far ahead?

We see,not long before he apologies,he says this:

it looks a lot like Katsuki's expression in 405,and even what he's saying in the official translation is similar,so,this could be calling back to right BEFORE his talk with Izuku,meaning we might get an actual talk,y'know?

Look at the face Katsuki makes when he says his promise.

His expression is so soft,because he's being genuine and vulnerable with Izuku,as really pay attention to what he's saying in this scene.

"Saving people is how we win," Katsuki is admitting to save to win,show casing a TON of his development,but what is he doing with AFO? He's fighting,and we can see in the "All Might Wannabe" he has more of a fighting stance. Katsuki needs to save Izuku,he saved All Might,but not Izuku. He needs to have a talk about Black Whip with the closeted boy,and we will get it. I have faith in Horikoshi that he'll give them the heart to heart they deserve.

And now we have a pattern,now don't we?

There's some way we establish Katsuki is special to Izuku,

We have Katsuki yearn to be with/talk with him,

We then have a talk,

And,another thing, they FIND each other,ya see when Katsuki died we skipped a step, now that he's alive,we reset the cycle perfectly.

We have them fine each other,

(I'd also like to add the second user is present here,and a lot when Katsuki and Izuku work together,so I guess we can add that to the cycle pattern,it's also raining and we see the rain stop.Coincidence? I think not.)

We establish how special Katsuki is with black whip,

And do you see the looks they've been giving each other? If that's not desperate gay yearning i don't know what is. I don't think we've seen the next steps yet,but it's still there and apparent,and I'm here for it.

So,yes,I do believe the official translation isn't as good as the fan translation,but,I think it still WORKS,effectively even. Being a shipper I want him to say something really sweet and emotional to Izuku,but I just don't think it's this scene we're gonna get that from.Yeah,I think they fumbled it with the wording,but it still works to parallel the apology and Katsuki's character development and his and Izuku's relationship whether they intended to or not.

#Dkbk #Bkdk #Bnha #Mha #Mha 405 #mha spoilers #GreeNade #dekucchan #katsudeku

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paranoidpoltergeist · 2 years

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Starscream is genuinely such a tragic character because as much as he's just kinda crazy every iteration has something that just makes u feel so bad for him.

IDW Starscream is something I couldn't scrape the surface of if you gave me 107 days. G1 Starscream's is not only mainly just used for comic relief the poor guy, but he lost his partner who then turns around and in his eyes betrays him. I mean Skyfire had every right to go "what in the fuc" and dip but the fact he went with Starscream in the first place tells me that somewhere along the way something happened to make him go coocoo.

In prime he was seemingly manipulated into joining the Decepticons and then constantly talked down to. From my perspective it honestly just seemed like Starscream was after praise or recognition which he never gets, now if this is because Megatron's a dick or because of the dark energon idk. I mean he kept the Decepticons afloat the entire time Megatron was gone chasing what was by all accounts a myth and did more then we saw Megs do THE ENTIRE SERIES. He managed to kill an Autobot, we never actually see any casualties and they've got a steady flow of energon.

I mean even in RID his main goal was to just kill Megs and tbh if I'd been beat down over everything I did, even if it was wrong bc I personally thought it was the right way to go about it, I'd be majorly pissed too. Yeah he wants control of the Decepticons but(and feel free to correct me if I'm wrong it's been a very long time since I've watched prime) I only remember him actually attempting to kill Megatron once or twice. Sure he was self serving but just bc he wants respect.

Bayverse Starscream was just the saddest thing I've ever seen. He could breathe and Megatron was drop kicking him off a building, didn't even get to be the treacherous sic jeez💀

Dude the WFC Trilogy was so wild idek how to word it so kind of a take on his character as a whole here. It was weird and characterizations were way off but I actually liked Starscream. He was still the guy we know and love but with a neat twist. He still had that tragic feeling to him especially getting traumatized and all but Dinobot telling him everything he went through wasn't an excuse to hurt other people was just *chefs kiss* bc it's really not. As tragic as Stars character is it's not an excuse for him to hurt the people around him. I mean no matter how bad I can feel for Prime Screamer he still used and manipulated everyone around him(Knockout for one). This is in no way me trying to justify or make him a good guy, a character can be tragic while still being a bad person. Somebody get him in therapy lol.

Oh man and don't get me started on the Unicron Trilogy Starscream. Probably the most tragic of them all, poor guy did not deserve any of Megatrons abuse. Allow me to let him speak for himself "I tried to gain favor from you, but nothing was ever good enough. No matter how many battles I fought, you always found fault." He really just wanted recognition, he literally sacrificed himself just so Megatron could get it through his thick head he needed to team up with the Autobots, and I recently had someone point out to me Starscream probably could have done some damage to Unicron with Swindle but he knew he was gonna die and he didn't wanna drag his mini-con down with him. Just ow.

Animated Screamer was just wild idek what he was on I can't defend him lmao bro opens the show trying and almost succeeded in killing Megan. I'd comment on Cyberverse if I could but I haven't actually got to watching that yet whoops. I feel like I remember seeing a clip of him talking about wanting the respect he deserved which honestly could have been his ego talking or really sad idk, but back to what I was originally saying.

Almost every time he shows up and you pay him any attention besides comic relief he's a super tragic character and it's not only what makes him one of my favorite but it makes me sad when I see people completely disregard everything but whats on the barest of surface levels. I feel like that's all Micheal Bay did he remembered Star being comic relief and so thats all he was. He's like an onion for lack of a better analogy, got a million layers, might make u cry, and you either love him or hate him. He could be such a compelling interesting character like with IDW but no one wants to look below the surface AND I GET IT 9/10 were literal children's shows so they're forgiven but Micheal Bay is on my hit list for that one.

edit: bro if this makes absolutely zero sense I literally wrote and posted this at 3am and then just scheduled it at a normal time for reasons I'm not actually 100% on so sorry💀

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themunschbunch · 10 months

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A Badger's Experience With Dating the Hogwarts Houses Part 1: Snake Primaries

I am using the @sortinghatchats system, with @wisteria-lodge's lingo which can be found: Wisteria’s Great Big Sorting Hat Chats Explanation - I enjoy writing elaborate metas & headcanons (tumblr.com) Snake Primaries are very sexy and intense, to me as a Badger Primary. I think because their focus is completely on you, they make you feel so special! When you're one of their people and you're out with them, it's like you're the only real people there, and everyone else is just an NPC. They're definitely the type of house who would be flattered if you called in sick to work just to spend time with them. When you have a bad day or a disagreement with someone, they always take your side (even if you're being unreasonable lol), they always back you up, and they'll do anything for you, no questions asked. As someone who puts their own needs at the back of the line, there's something so refreshing about being with someone who goes "fuck this", lifts up the velvet robe, and hauls me to the front. Sure I protest at first "no it's okay" and yeah I apologize and blush and shrug helplessly to all the people in line I pass, but ultimately I let my snake take me to the front, and I feel a thrill! I wouldn't permit myself such a thrill often, but every now and then it's such a treat! The downside of this is I have a hard time returning the favour and speaking that snake primary love language. It's a lesson I learned the hard way recently, but I confess to not doing it on purpose, and being genuinely baffled at first. At first my snake found it cute how I take so much time for everyone, and speak positively about everyone. I have a great rapport with random cashiers and chat up old people at the grocery store, and they said it's a green flag to them that my exes still think I'm a nice person. But then after a while, I guess I didn't make them feel as special as they made me feel, because they got so jealous and possessive. They sort of had this attitude of: Why are you so worried about person x or y--what about me? I would argue with them by saying: Well that person's situation was worse than yours, so I wanted to take make sure I didn't make them uncomfortable or hurt their feelings in that moment. That answer didn't fly with my snake! They were thinking: I always put you first, why can't you do the same for me? Why am I being put on the backburner for every acquaintance going through a hard time? Meanwhile I was left thinking: Jeez my partner is being a bit jealous and selfish here. It was a hard balance to navigate and I don't think I ever figured it out. They got increasingly possessive and jealous (wanting to track my phone, making me text constantly to account for my time even when I was at work, social media stalking anyone who ever liked my instagram stories to investigate their intentions and threat level). I didn't fully understand why they were suffocating me, but it was getting dark so I ended it before it got ugly. I think if I had recognized they were a snake primary sooner (and I really should have seen it coming, their wifi network was called House Lannister lol) maybe I could have navigated that relationship with more intention. I would have made more of an effort to make them feel special, and make a bigger show of prioritizing them first. Checking in with them even when it felt a bit extra or unnecessary to do so, just to acknowledge their status as my #1 person.

#sorting hat #sortinghatchats #snake primary #badger primary #house lannister #dating advice #jealousy

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mineonmain · 10 months

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Thai QL Favorites Tag Game

Tagged by @telomeke ^u^ slay

Credit: this game was created by @thatgirl4815 as Thai BL Favorites Tag Game.

Favorite Thai QL: Bad Buddy was my first and probably till date my fav. What a way to start. Very few BLs overall have lived up to the unreal standard that this show set, and no matter what all has happened IRL since the airing of the show, this show has a place in my heart that nothing is going to ever replace. It's the show that revived my love and passion for TV shows after years. This show (ep 5 4/4 👀) changed my brain chemistry, without exaggeration. P'Aof i'm chewing on your furniture until you pay for my therapy. [Other favs are MLC, ATOTS, UWMA, Between Us, MSP]

Favorite Pairing: I guess i'll talk about actor pairings but onscreen, not how they are offscreen. EarthMix is absolutely one of my favs, they bring a maturity, natural-ness, and intensity to their acting that I've rarely found in other GMMTV pairings. I'm also gonna mention FourthGem because they're the GMM young blood and I think they've got an incredible amount of potential. We've already seen their range in MLC and MSP, and I think they're going to be huge. I have a huge soft spot for BounPrem (but I may be biased lol), and this may be a lukewarm take but I really enjoyed BillySeng, I thought they had some incredible onscreen chemistry.

Most underrated actor: Oh jeez where do I start. Gotta mention Fourth - he's not really underrated but he's just starting out, but I can already see he's got the chops and with the right training and right directors he's absolutely Going Placed. Shout out to Fluke Natouch, that boy does emotional scenes like no one else. Special shoutout to Tonnam - he's supposed to be starring in his first BL as a main character this year, idk if that's still on schedule or not, but every character he's ever played so far has been a hit in my book. His comedic timing is unparalleled for me, it never fails to hit.

Favorite Character: How do I choose!! Pat Napat is so dear to me??? As is Ae from LBC???? Tutor from Why R U???? Team from Between Us?? I've got so many different little blorbos it's impossible to choose. They're all pocket sized to me. Making me choose is a crime.

Favorite Side Character: Idk why but the first one that comes to mind is View from Between Us. He's absolutely Little Bro, but he's also so sweet and genuine and full of love??? He's annoying bc all little brothers are genetically coded to be annoying but he's impossible not to love. His smile is healing. You can't take him away from me.

Favorite scene in a QL: Bad Buddy Ep 5 4/4. This was the scene that actually broke me. The lead up to the scene, the subtle but deliberate choices that both the characters made. Pat gritting himself to go talk to Pran bc if there's one thing he doesn't do it's avoid people and situations. Pran resigning himself to the conversation bc he can't avoid it any longer. Pat finally saying exactly how he's been feeling less than a business day after he had the realisation himself, bc the moment he feels something and decides it he has to act on it. The music swelling in the background. Pran realising that he's been projecting his fears onto Pat this entire time, that Pat has always feel differently about him too. Pran asking the question to break it all, wording in one way where he was expecting one kind of answer, not expecting that it would be interpreted in an entirely different way and would rock the foundation of their already teetering relationship. Pran asking if they want to be friends, because the alternative would be to be enemies. Pat hearing 'do you want to be only friends', and realising that that would never be enough for the both of them. Pat seeing that Pran is scared, and realising that he has to have courage enough for the both of them. Pat taking the deepest and shakiest breath of his life, swallowing down his fear and trepidation, voice trembling saying 'no'. This is the scariest thing that Pat has ever had to do, but how he'd rather do this than lose Pran again. Them both taking a step towards each other, because this is a decision not of one but of equals, mutual as they have always been. Pat treating this like his first kiss, like a relief of finally knowing the answer to a question that has long plagued him, like the start of something, going into it with utter joy and coming out of it with complete bliss, because the world finally makes sense. Pran treating this like his last kiss, like the end of everything they had ever been or ever could be, like he was going to milk this for everything it was worth because he was never going to get a chance to do this ever again, going into it with fear and desperation, and coming out of it with heartache and resignation, because they had lost everything they had and couldn't get it back. Pat crying tears of joy because he finally found what he was looking for, and Pran crying tears of pain because he got to experience for the first and last time what he would never be allowed to have but had longed for all of his life. Yeah I'm so normal about this show.

Favorite line in a QL: I mean. I literally said it all above, but yeah. 'If we're not enemies, could we be friends?' 'Do you want to be friends?' 'No.'

Most Anticipated QL (& why): I don't honestly know?? But I do wanna see the Thai remake of Cherry Magic, I'm interested in seeing how they're gonna treat it differently from the source show, esp since Thai shows have a tendency to bit more high heat and the original show was all about the tenderness of falling for someone because of their goodness.

Healthiest relationship in a QL: oooh i gotta go for TinnGun from MSP, they're just so lovable. Yes it's a highschool relationship but it was presented so sweetly without coming across as childish, and my boy Tinn is the ultimate green flag. Also even tho I'm not personally a SaifahZon fan (they're not my cup of tea) I think they're incredibly healthy.

Most toxic relationship in a QL: TharnType (i'm mostly looking at you Tharn), most of the KP pairings (the T in Theerapanyakuls stands for needs Therapy), early RainPhayu (i'm sorry but pigtail-pulling on the playground to show you like someone is very kindergarten behavior Phayu), LianKuea (go ahead girlbosses who gaslight and gatekeep).

Guilty pleasure series: I honestly don't know if anything I like counts as a guilty pleasure. Maybe SCOY?? Because I know there's a lot of people who don't like it and find it cringe but I think they're all kind of missing the point. I could write a mini-essay about this show too but i'll save that for another day.

Most underrated series: Ingredients (Baby Jeff!!), My Only 12% (It absolutely deserved more love and hype).

Tagging: @antisocial-burrito @liyazaki @webetterlove @bisexualhedgehog @shortpplfedup @whatisgodtoanonbeliever @onstoryladders @respectthepetty @heesulovebot @gunsatthaphan @incandescentflower @rythyme @elevatormusic @vegaspetesupremicy

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wannaliveattheholidayinn · 1 year

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alright uh,,, lab rats elite force headcanons in 2023? ... you bet jesus fucking christ

(before i continue, i should just say, a lot of these are very surface level, it's been years since i've seen a single episode of lref, lab rats, or mighty med, and though i've been wanting to rewrite lref since 2016 (i mean jeez, how much i want to rewrite it is in my gd ao3 profile), i've almost certainly forgot important and not so important beats of the story, so i apologize in advance, ty)

okay, number one, starting off very strong, they are all el gee bee tee

chase is gay. and probably trans, but idk. anyways, this feels obvious lol. he/they pronouns bree is a trans lesbian ✌️ she transitioned when she was younger and either genuinely thought she was bisexual until she realized she just wasn't into men OR had some serious comphet, likely enforced by the fact most portrayals that she saw of trans women were still attracted to men so... yeah. either way, she realized she's a lesbian before the show starts. she/her pronouns oliver is bisexual and nonbinary <3 he/him pronouns, but he's definitely warming up to using they/them too kaz is trans and bisexual. completely gone for chase, def had a thing for oliver during mighty med, probably had a brief thing for bree before realizing she's a lesbian, and has never had a thing for skylar, but he would marry her for the joke. he/him pronouns skylar is demiromantic, demisexual, bisexual, and nonbinary. i have very strong feelings on all of these and will not elaborate. she/they pronouns

kaz and chase have a very obvious thing for each other. everyone knows but them type beat. except they do know. they're just too big of idiots to actually do anything about it

bree pretty much swore off relationships after everything that happened at bionic island

bree and skylar have hooked up despite this

oliver and skylar do enter a relationship at a point (later in the series/timeline), but are very quiet about. no one except kaz has caught on yet. kaz simply knows them too well and figured it out like the day after they officially got together

definitely a bit of a sub-point to the last hc, but oliver is not creepy! he does not harass the girl he likes, is not stalkerish towards her! they simply acknowledge he has feelings for her and don't let it interfere with their friendship. when she gets together with him, it's bc she genuinely likes him and wants to be in a relationship with him !!

(i'm very sorry for that whole spiel on skoliver, but they are the first real couple i shipped in anything except for maybe like,,, phinabella, so i am attached to them and because i can shape canon how i want to, i will put them in a happy, healthy, quiet relationship :))

on a similar note, that i'm pretty sure was established in the last point, but i want to drive the point home, oliver is closer to what he was in mighty med then in lref. he has a feelings journal :) he's just a silly guy who's completely gone for a pretty girl person alien :) who can't relate to that?

they all have trauma :) every single one of them :)

bree and chase have pretty much accepted that no matter how close they get to the trio, they'll really never have any sort of relationship like the three have with each other, and they've sort of figured that may be a good thing

(if the last point's unclear, i can elaborate later, but it's late when i'm writing this so,,, yea)

bree and skylar swear like sailors

oliver's mom is the one who destroyed mighty med bc it makes no gd sense to me that she didn't

kaz and chase plan out and choreograph having huge fights in the shared spaces (i.e. kitchen, living room, mission command) and the other three are getting sick of it

yes, one of the sessions where they plan out their Biggest Fight Yet, is when they get together

this is kinda a given, but kaz, oliver, and skylar all drop out

they get GEDs

bree likes to experiment with skylar's hair

bree gave skylar a wolf cut

and then dyed about 50% of their hair pink

return of the pink hair

jewish oliver. i have very strong feelings on this. he's jewish <3

kaz and skylar don't totally get it (bc cultural xianity (altho based on how long kaz has known oliver, he def gets some of it) and she's an alien from a planet with presumably no organized religions), but they are very supportive :)

saw someone say on this very website that leo sends very detailed emails/texts about what he and adam are up to every week, and bree texts like two sentence recaps of a month, and i couldn't agree more however, it must be said, bree and chase miss their brothers and video call with them every chance they get

that's all i got rn besties. will i ever actually rewrite lab rats elite force? only time will tell, but for now... here's this <3

#i think i may be the only skoliver shipper on this website. and ykw? i'm good with that #so long as y'all know i ship in the most lgbtq‚ not like lref canon way‚ we're good :)#(if it helps i do actually like brylar too)#lab rats elite force #lref #lab rats #mighty med #chase davenport #bree davenport #oliver mm/lref #kaz mm/lref #skylar storm #chase x kaz #chaz #skylar x oliver #skoliver #and a very brief appearance from brylar

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invisiblegarters · 8 months

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Dangerous Romance Ep 9

Last week, Kang tried to make the soccer team and yay! He succeeded. Only it turned out dad was very likely buying his way in, which led to an argument and a slap. So now Kang and Sailom are running away together. Saifah was accused of stealing but did not, and then later Dad gave him the very watch he accused him of stealing as 'extra payment' for his services, and I'm sure there's nothing suspicious at all about that.

Kang. Kang no that is not what Sailom meant.

Rich kids. *rolls eyes*

Chimon really does make the best wtf faces though.

Kang stop flashing your money around good god man. He would deserve getting jumped.

Kang. Babe. When have you ever not been super rich you little weirdo? Please be serious.

And he does this on the regular? Kang. Buddy. Sweetie. Darling Dumbass.

I wonder if Sailom would actually be more relieved if Kang lost everything. You know the money thing is going to wind up being a problem at some point. The fact that he's entertaining this bullshit kind of gets to me, though. Simply because I can't see someone super poor not wincing at every wad of cash Kang throws away on nothing. But that might just be me.

Oh yay more flirting disguised as fighting with Nawa and Guy! I genuinely love this portion of the show. Just make out already you two.

Pffft Kang what did you expect?

Jeeze. It must be so nice to just be able to just sell an expensive bike like that. I guess Kang knows he can get a new one. He should have let Sailom haggle though. He definitely could have gotten 130,000 baht out of that guy.

Here are drinks kids. But we have to pause holding the can at just the right angle because they're the ones who are really paying for this shit (translation: I have gone from hating the product placement to enjoying it. I have hit rock bottom).

OH that was a face Sailom. Please explain that face.

Pfft of course Nawa and Guy are gonna be roommates. Did we think it would go any other way?

Wow Kang way to make it weird. LOL these two. I believe they are trying but I almost feel like there would be more sexual tension here if they just went the bromance route.

Aw, I say again I love the scholarship boys' friendship. They're so great.

They are both going to sneak off to bust up Kang and Sailom's little honeymoon aren't they? Pffft these two are so ridiculous.

Oh just go with him. I'm mostly watching for you two anyway. And Auto Apparently Not Appearing in This Episode.

And right when I say it, he calls. Auto this is why you are in fact my favorite. I do hope he shows up at some point.

Wow. So the shop owner is demanding more money for the bike than he bought it for. Who could have guessed this would happen (besides all of us)? Quit trying to sell it with the sad music, show, I'm not buying. And if he doesn't get the money, neither is Kang (badum tiss).

Ooooh will we really get a Saifah/Name pairing or are they just gonna tease us? Because I'd be into it, guys.

Um, maybe don't be a debt collector then, Name. Just a thought. Don't look at him like that Saifah he's still gonna come after you at the end of the month. This isn't Even Sun (and honestly thank every deity for that I don't think I could handle another Even Sun).

My problem with pool is that I can actually see the angles but I am still bad at it. I imagine snooker would be the same.

NO SAIFAH NO. I was suspicious of Dad but Saifah what the hell are you doing.

Be less loud when you're running away from people boys.

The face again! Sailom what. What is that face you are making.

Oh Saifah no.

Even if we didn't have the preview I'd have seen this coming. This show man.

Oh. Oh this is interesting. Kang getting a taste of his own shittiness in a very real way. Unfortunately there's actual danger here but seriously. I'm not even mad.

Huh I did not expect him to beg though.

Hey is this the first flashback today? Not bad, show.

Look, I get that I'm supposed to feel some kind of way about what just happened. But I don't. Guess I am still irritated by how bad the bullying got. Or maybe I'm just failing to connect with this show emotionally, because I'm not really feeling the daddy issues either.

Oh is that what the looks were for?

Hahahaha I am dying at how romantic they're trying to make this. I just can't. I'm sorry but they are not selling this to me. They're trying hard, I will give them that much. But nope.

I'm sorry.

I do enjoy Kang's cheesiness though. I have to admit. I like Chimon's hair wavy too, huh.

Still don't trust Dad.

#dangerous romance #episode 9

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HEYYYYYYY

To start off, phew, that pintrest post had me going DELULUUUUUUUU like jeez miss Molly Burford you def had some INSANE ideas/pos cause I read that whole thing like it was a small Changmin fic in and of itself and it just goes to show how strong literature can really be and how much emotion you can convey with just the smallest bit of writing like- *sobs*

AND YEAH RIP YOU WERE RIGHT QUANTUMANIA SUCKED LOWKEY 😭

Onto watch Hawkeye tho 😼🤭

AND YASSSSS I GOT INTO TBZ PRETTY RECENTLY (roar era 💀) BUT THE CONCEPT FOR MAVERICK WAS EVERYTHING TO ME I SWEAR LIKE I WAS GENUINELY LIKE, JAWDROP, WHEN I SAW THE TRAILER LIKE THE MUSIC, THE CUTS, CHANGMIN’S ENDING SCENE PHEW LIKE OUR MEN CAN A C T

I still go back to just watch the teaser cause it’s genuinely so cool to me and I just wished they did more with the concept cause it was such an interesting storyline BUT THE BE AWAKE/BE AWARE STORYLINE WAS ALSO PRETTY INTERESTING AND I CAN DO A FULL DISSERTATION ON IT I SWEAR LIKE, IN THIS ESSAY I WILL- 🤓☝️

But yeah I basically just started with tbz yet I somehow managed to get almost all the maverick album photocards so lowkey proud of myself, thanks mercari 🤭

And yeah with GOTG3 Floor was actually a bunny rabbit 😭 the way she moved like a spider freaked me TF out tho 💀 but yesss they were so cute and it just felt bad seeing them cause being experimented on was basically all that they knew and they were so happy to escape but then… yeah 😭

And LORDDDDD right when they were escaping and Floor started freaking tf out and kept repeating the same sentence was when I started sobbing RFYUTFJBJ FELT A LIL GOOFY DOING IT IN THE THEATRE BUT OH WELL

AND YES (omfg take a shot every time I say ‘and’ 💀) YOU’RE SO RIGHT ABT YOUR WRITING STYLE like I thought it was only me that thought your writing is almost cinematic?? Not bc of the scene or act titles or anything tho like I can’t really pinpoint how it feels cinematic but it does and I’m SO obsessed with it cause I usually imagine fics to play out as if I’m watching a movie [it’s smth I do with books too like I’ve always just had an insane imagination that I’m v v proud of (like thank you brain for giving me smth useful for once 🙄☝️/j)]

But yeah (take a shot every time I say ‘yeah’ 💀) your writing style just makes it way more easier for me to digest bc of my overactive imagination HEBUHDBRH

YAS I DO LOVE TXT AND BEOMGYU IS MY BIAS HEHEHE 🤭 Tae and Kai have been wrecking me fr tho PHEW but AHHH a lot of superhero aus typically don’t have the reader as a superhero so that’ll be super refreshing to see! :o

KEEP THE SUPERHERO AUS COMING THO CAUSE I *DO* LIVE FOR THEM unfortunately I haven’t seen moon knight, ms marvel, OR shangchi BUT THEY WILL BE ADDED TO THE LIST TRUST and phew superhero Kev with his white hair ARGH MAIN CHARACTER FR 😵‍💫

OH NAURRR THE CHANGMIN FIC TOO GOSH SOMEONE TAKE CHANGMIN AWAY FROM YOU CAUSE YOU *WILL* END UP DESTROYING MY HEART(/jk jk) but I can see it right now not even gonna lie like I’m kind of envisioning the almost nostalgic vibe of a late 90s-early 00’s anime (idk if the link will work cause I’m on mobile but kind of like this scene from Mysterious Girlfriend X https://images.app.goo.gl/Huz8NDfpAajF7iC37) like I always get that warm nostalgic vibe WHENIGND SORRY IF THAT’S NOT WHAT YOU WERE TALKING ABT AT A L L 💀

Also, confession time, I was also a CHRONIC ghost reader that would just like (mostly cause I didn’t know that reblogs actually mattered as much as likes-) but I have seen so so many amazing blogs disappear or go inactive due to the lack of reblogs, likes, feedback, or basically ANY interaction :( I’ve changed my ways now even though I’m still not sure if I’m doing my reblogs properly but I guess I didn’t realize how much feedback or reblogs actually matter to people until I saw how my OWN motivation improved when I receive feedback or praise. Especially when I’m struggling with my mental health, someone telling me that I did something right makes me feel SOOOOO much happier than a singular like does. So now I prefer sending anon asks to authors just so I can communicate how much I appreciate their work cause honestly if I was a writer then I’d love to hear what people would have to say abt my fics, no matter if the feedback is negative (as long as it’s constructive and not mean-) or positive, it’s still better than nothing. So I completely get you bro and I genuinely hope that more people come to the same realization that I did 😭🫶 like I promise guys, a little feedback goes a long way and helps more than you think it can!

- Love you more than yesterday, but less than tomorrow, 🌷 anon

🌷 I LITERALLY SCREECHED AND GIGGLED ALOUD WHEN I SAW UR MESSAGE AKFNSJDJ HI BFFIE 🥰🥰🥰

plsss IKR kdnskdnkd ykw that's just what these men do to me 😔😌 make me so utterly irrevocably irredeemably delusional 🤩🤸‍♀️ i too JUST got into the boyz so ur not alone haha :')) i go into them just a couple months before roar era !! so like the standstill in btwn but yeah, the be awake concepts were SO FIRE 😩🤘🏻 i was so so so excited for it to come out and WE WERE NOT DISAPPOINTED IN THE SLIGHTEST !! (like we were w quantumania 😬) WAIT HELLO U HAVE ALL THE MAVERICK CARDS ALREADY???(@;@*@((@9@*#; WHAT SORCERY WKFJEKDM i didn't buy anything from maverick era but i did buy like a mystery pack of pcs someone was selling off instagram and got a couple pcs to start my section of them 😔😔 but i think after buying be awake im trying to not buy anymore of that stuff :'))))

NO CUZ THE WHOLE ROCKET BG STORYLINE WAS SO SAD SKXNSKDN I DIDNT EXPECT THAT I LITERALLY HATE THAT ITS SO SAD AND DARK LIKE??? im so glad my man rocket was SOLIDIFIED as an absolute genius now tho, that's so cool for him even tho it was bc of that wicked fkn high evolutionary trash 😭😭 floor's voice and actions and appearance combined were so scary PLS 💀 she's an absolute sweetheart but my goodness gracious, she will be someone's sleep paralysis demon—

OMG 🥺🥺🥺 BESTIE UR FEEDING INTO MY EGO SKCNKEMD i sometimes do write like im directing a scene instead of writing a fic/novel (´Д⊂ヽit's like a really bad habit cuz it doesn't allow me to flesh it out, but if u remember from the changmin fic otr, in the scene right after they confessed, changmin calls chanhee and it cuts right to yn's actions, and i was literally just imagining it as like a very abrupt scene break 2kfnskfjkdkd AND in that same fic and wavelength, in the cherry blossom quad scene at the end where changmin says "we never did get to finish that duet", i just imagine the scene ending with them looking at each other with the quad in the bg and the screen fades to black and he says the line OR it ends with like a close-up of how close their hands r to touching or smth— im telling u,,,, i literally think abt EVERYTHING as a movie sequence 😭😭😭 i could prob tell u what angle the proverbial camera is in for each scene 💀

STOP CUZ BEOMGYU IS MY BIAS TOO 😭😭😭😭 I LOVE THAT MAN W ALL MY HEART FRFR taehyun has been wrecking tho lately @_@ LIKE ,,, all of txt needs to chill w going to the gym, that's all im gonna say......... OMG I WILL WATCH THAT CLIP IN A MOMENT JSFNJDNDN BUT I STARTED WRITINF SOME OF THE SLOW DANCING FIC AND IDK WHAT THE VIBE IS COMPLETELY BUT I WILL LYK IF THE CLIP U SENT MATCHES IT ONCE I GET TO WRITING MORE TRUST o7

i too used to be a chronic ghost reader 😭😭😭 i had an old account where i tried writing, but i never really interacted with ANYONE and i thought that reblogs were just for people who went above and beyond 😭😔 but then when i started gaining more traction on this new acct, i realized how much reblogs really did matter and how tumblr apparently does run on them 🤧🤧 but yeah, i do appreciate u coming into my ask box all the time !!! this and/or reblogging,,, i appreciate both VERY DEEPLY :'))

TULIP, U HAVE A WAY W WORDS (´Д⊂ヽ if that's a quote from somewhere else, we can pretend u came up w it 🤩🤸‍♀️ love u lots 💖 more than 3000

#sungbeam strikes again #🌷 anon

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atomic-thomas · 1 year

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(Fake ASMR Commission) Creepypasta Girl Takes You To Her Mansion

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*spooky night ambience. light breeze, owls hooting, etc.*

"The crisp, cool, fresh air is so invigorating. This is the perfect night for a murder. A beautiful full moon, the owls hooting, the naked trees swaying in the breeze... Really puts me in the mood to bag a body."

"But who exactly? Maybe I can find some schmuck in an alleyway. Perhaps I can pay some of my old high school bullies a visit. No matter. As long as I can put someone in a coffin tonight, my bloodlust shall be quenched."

"Oooooh, who's that cutie over there? Seems like they're all alone. Such a shame. I doubt anyone'll even notice their disappearance. Just gotta sneak up on em'."

...

"Actually... On closer inspection... They're even cuter than I thought. Their hair looks so smooth & shiny. Their eyes are glistening in the moonlight. Lovely color. And such a pretty face to. Damn, they're attractive. I almost feel bad for wanting to kill them."

...

"Ah, man. I can't do this. They look too good to die. I can't just waste someone who looks that nice. Maybe I can just... Talk to them. Yeah. I'll just pretend like I'm a totally normal person. I can find someone else to slay tonight."

...

"Hey there cutie. Wha-..."

"Oh jeez. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I mean... Usually, that's what I'm trying to do, but not this time."

...

"Oh... My face? Uh... How do I explain this? I'm... A Creepypasta Girl."

...

"Yes, very boring name. I know. But that's why I have these black circles for eyes with blood flowing out of them. It really sells the creepy look, you know? Even if it is quite cliche."

...

"You've read Creepypastas online, right? They're these scary stories that people post on the Internet. They're not as popular as they were in their heyday, but the fans still exist. Do you have any favorites?"

...

"Herobrine. The Minecraft Creepypasta. That's a solid choice. I was afraid that you were gonna say Slenderman. Don't get me wrong. I like the guy. But saying that Slenderman is your favorite is like when someone says that their favorite Pokémon is Pikachu. It feels like the opinion was formed without a basis in mind or any prior knowledge. Saying Herobrine makes me feel like you put genuine thought into it & actually understood the source material. I can respect that."

...

"Why am I here. Well, there's no easy way to say this, but... My original intention was to kill you."

...

"Because I'm evil. I look evil & I enjoy being evil. I kill people because it's fun. One could call me a mindless murderer... A psychopath that kills without reason... But if I was truly mindless then I wouldn't be talking to you right now. You'd already be dead."

...

"The reason I've chosen to spare you is because... You're hot."

...

"Yep. Not even kidding. You're seriously so attractive that killing you would be a total waste. I've never met someone that looks as impossibly gorgeous as you. I may be a villain, but I still have taste."

...

"No need to thank me. You're just lucky that you were blessed with such amazing genes."

"So... Wanna spend the night at my place? I've got some crazy & interesting friends who live there with me."

...

"I live in a mansion. We call it the Creepypasta Manor. And yes, they're monsters to. Just like me. We all have the same insane disposition."

...

"Look. I know it seems like it would be a horror show over there. And truth be told, we do watch a lot of actual horror shows. But I can convince them that you're not worth turning into a blood splatter. I'm sure they'll warm up to you."

...

"Oh wow. I didn't think you'd actually agree to this. Um... Okay. I'm pleasantly surprised that you accepted my offer. Let's go. I'll show you where it is."

..... *ambience stops* .....

"Here we are. Big place, isn't it? Just one question before I bring you in. Have you ever seen a slasher movie?"

...

"Think of that, but as a slice of life. Sorta like Ruby Gloom, but with no defined canon. That's basically what you're getting into. Ready to enter?"

...

"Alright, just stay behind me in case all hell breaks loose."

*door opening & closing sound*

"Hey guys. I brought a new friend over tonight."

*sounds of various weapons being raised like that one scene from Tangled*

"Woah, woah, woah! Chill with the weapons! I can explain!"

"I was out for a murder & found this person. I was planning on making them my next victim, but found myself incredibly captivated by their beautiful face, their gleaming starry eyes... Their silky smooth hair... Those... Wonderful... Kissable lips..."

"Er, anyway. I just found them super hot & couldn't bring myself to do the deed. So can you all please not kill them? Surely, I'm not the only one here with taste, right? Come on. You find them attractive to. Admit it."

...

"That's right. Lay down your arms. This one's special."

"So new pal... These are my friends. First we have Slenderman. He's our big boss. He runs & owns the place. Since you got his approval, that basically means you're good to go."

"We have Ben Drowned. He's from a Zelda Creepypasta."

"Jeff the Killer. You can just call him Jeff. We're all killers here."

"There's Laughing Jack & Eyeless Jack. Two people in this manor named Jack. I know. Weird little happenstance."

"Zalgo, Dark Link, Sonic.exe... And poor Lost Silver over there. He has no limbs. We need to cart him around in a wheelchair."

...

"Yes, Herobrine is here to. He's probably playing Minecraft in the game room or something."

"There's others, but I'm not sure where they are right now. Probably out for a night on the town. I don't know."

"So anyway. Slender. Shall we introduce our guest to the delectable cuisine known as... Creepy Pasta?"

...

"Fantastic. I'll meet you in kitchen to help in just a minute. Just need to talk to my new friend for a moment."

"Um... We ARE friends, right? I know I just kinda dragged you into this so like... I'm not sure."

...

"Oh, we are? Cool. Maybe we can be... More... If you feel like it."

"Anyway, Creepy Pasta is... Well... I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. It's literally just spaghetti & Italian meatballs with black food coloring to make it look creepy. It's delicious. I swear."

"For now, You should give Silver some company. He's definitely the most tame person here. It's pretty easy to get along with someone when they don't have any limbs."

"I'm gonna go help Slender in the kitchen now. I'll give you a shout when we're done. Thanks for joining us tonight."

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THE END

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beaversatemygrandma · 1 year

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Huh. I have some weird thoughts to get out.

Alright, so I’m 90% sure this evolved into flirting. I’m having a hard time keeping it from turning into that because I’m genuinely enjoying talking to him so much. Like this started off as a shot in the dark thinking that he moved on with his life and forgot about me entirely. Which honestly, i should’ve expected that he didn’t. At all. I’m pretty sure that crush he had on me back then has not faded in the slightest.

Today i decided to bring up that i was curious how much he’d changed since I’ve last seen him. Honestly, it was a shot towards the line of flirting. I just wanted to check if i was attracted to him now. I guess I am. Turns out he’s somehow thinner (already a damn twig then. and the ONLY person I’ve heard have that happen through the pandemic) and all I can think about is that one post saying “when you roll down the window in the car and your skinny bf goes flying out like an old mcdonald’s napkin” because this boy is straight up 15lbs lighter than me. I might lose him when going down the highway. This is fine. Also grew facial hair. It’s cute. Like actually cute. And then he literally goes into explaining some bionicle figure that was caught in the picture. I know it was an anxious “oh fuck, toy in pic” thing. But it was cute. Why was it cute? And why am I feeling things for the guy i found annoying in high school?

Though i do wonder if i really did find him annoying or if it was just the shallow social standards that high schoolers normally have because half the school hated him because he was awkward and geeky. Because it’s really starting to feel like i just used to be that shallow. I used to hang out with him enough to consider him a friend though. But I still told others that he was just the weird guy puppy-dogging along with me and was annoying. When he’s really not. He’s sweet and let’s me talk about things most people won’t. I can be childish and nerdy around him with no judgement and I love it.

Oh my god, send help. I didn’t want this to happen. Now i guess i have to live with what he did in high school.... jeez.

As it turns out though, he has also hit a massive wall due to the pandemic so he’s been sitting at home since he graduated college essentially doing nothing because he’s high risk to covid. Though, he’s been finally able to leave the house recently and has been trying out the job market. (Not going well. But i gave him the info for Randstad and stuff. He does NOT need a retail job. He would not survive a week. He’s fragile. It’d kill him. Probably not literally but my god do i want to protect him from that.) We’re already making little plans for when I’ll be back in town and such too. Apparently he hasn’t done all too much relating to finally being an adult and I flat out want to be the one to show him the world. I want to get this guy to eat sushi for the first time and buy him a beer. Vicariously live through the new stuff he’d be going through.

I also made him listen to Tool and finally broke the barrier that kept him from cursing. That was fun. Also, starting to think that showing music is a form of love language for him because it did absolutely trigger an oddly intimate conversation.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a crush that wasn’t “I want to fuck this person” but more along the lines of me absolutely wanting to cuddle the shit out of, protect, and show the world to this person. Because that’s exactly what i want to do to him. This is new to me oddly enough... It’s been a while since it was for wholesome reasons.

Huh. I’ve got a lot to think about here tbh. Because it’s quickly evolving and I don’t know what to do with this. Literally just sent a goodnight text that i had to fight against putting in my brash and teasing flirting. I’m to that point. I want to do that. But no. Too soon. It’s been like a week.

Only a week. For the love of god. WHY. Am I really just that lonely nowadays or am I actually feeling something for him? Because this feels like actual feelings. I haven’t seen this boy in person since we were both 17 and here I am at 23 deadass wanting to be there with him right now. This is So Very New. Oh My God. I do Not know what to do here.

#taks speaks #talking about the guy from high school that i literally cannot stop talking to #which is weird because i swear back then i wanted to get him away somehow because he was 'annoying and nerdy'#when in reality i actually find that quite charming //sweats #like yes my guy. please rant to me about that nerdy interest #god I've missed that #ngl i didn't expect a crush to form here

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painsandconfusion · 2 years

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Defiant Whumpees

Collab with @wormwriting!

Lines:

“Mm, yeah. Gaslight me harder.”

“Oh, you want me to call you sir, sir? Of course, sir. Anything you say, sir. Anything else, sir?”

“If you want to know how I’m doing, come a little closer and find out for yourself.”

“Kiss your own boots if you want it that bad.”

"You know, Einstein said that the definition of insanity was doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. And you seem like a smart person. Really, you do. But you keep asking me the same fucking question and I keep giving you the same fucking answer and now I'm starting to think maybe you aren't as smart as you look."

“You always want me on my knees. I should just get you a step stool or something for Christmas.”

“Make me.”

“Fun fact! Technically, by some accounts and by some, I mean all this could be considered quoteunquote: illegal.”

“Have you considered therapy instead? I could refer you to a great psychiatrist.”

“You know, I sorta consider stabbing a third date sort of deal?”

"Honestly I'm starting to get genuinely concerned about your hearing. I said I'm. Not. Telling. You. Anything. Do I need to talk louder? Maybe write it out for you? Ow! Jeez, you can cut me all you want, but that's not going to be nearly as effective as just talking to an otolaryngologist."

“Did you miss me?” “Well I did at first, but then I started getting fond of the slow drip of blood and the echoes of screams - sooooo I’m good, now. You can go, but thanks for asking.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I heard you the first 478 times. What was it you wanted again? Hm. Nope. Still not clicking. You better ask again.”

“Ah, you know me - I just love getting tortured. But the mice? They don’t like to watch. So we should probably skip it for today.”

“If you’re going to burn me, can you at least put the blindfold back on? Seeing your dumb face is torture enough, I don’t need to do both at once.”

“Have you ever tried dating apps?”

“Canned soup again? Did your mother never teach you to cook?”

“I’m not sure what exactly you want when you ask me to beg. Maybe you could do a demonstration? Knees, please.”

“I know you’re having fun, but it’s not healthy to put this much attention into just one hobby. You could try….card-making or….pottery?

“You know, I’m not really feeling it today. Soooo….rain check? Thursday, maybe? I’m free after lunch until two.”

“Oooo. Stalker. So scary. Wait-where are you going with that knife?”

“You know, I’m actually supposed to be at band practice right now? I’m just gonna- Ah. Okay. Nope. No no, I can stay. Nice knife by the way. Did your mom get that for you?”

“Oof - the knife’s a bit cold. Maybe you should heat it up in the microwave real quick.”

“When was the last time you took a shower? Because you reek of ‘daddy never loved me enough’.”

“What’s your favorite color? Oh wait no - let me guess. Red?”

“Put your finger under my chin one more fucking time and I’m biting it off.”

“Look at me.” “Uughh, do I have to?”

“When I walk into a room, you stand up.” “When you walk into a room, I groan.”

“Eh. I’ve seen better.”

“Less talk, more go away.”

“If you want me, you get the sass too. Sorry, we’re a package deal.”

“Iiiiiiiiiff you’re happy and you know it, put the knife downnn.” *clap clap*

Actions

Ripping their face away when Whumper grabs their jaw.

Death glares when they’re gagged.

Struggling in their restraints - not to try to get out, but to show Whumper that they’re really fucking pissed.

Refusing to speak. Staring at the wall and ignoring Whumper’s comments and questions.

Biting / kicking / hitting Whumper at every possible opportunity, regardless of how much trouble they get in.

Spitting in Whumper’s face instead of answering a question.

Snarling in response when Whumper grab them by the jaw.

Sticking their leg out to trip Whumper as they walk by.

A few of these I stole from my Sassy Kidnappee Prompt List because they fit really well, sorry 😅

(tags: @prisonerwhump @whumpawink @mabledonut @jadeocean46910 @paleassprince @distinctlywhumpthing @tropes-for-my-md-daydreams @batfacedliar-yetagain @suspicious-whumping-egg @wormwriting @meowsikbox @villainsvictim @throwawaywhumper @wild-selenite-caffine @whumpasaurus101 @thecitythatdoesntsleep @whumpworld @cryptidhongo @rose-pinkie @whumpberry-cookie)

#prompt list

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abbybubbls · 2 years

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I haven't seen much of it as I thought, but I wanna share my quick thoughts on the Good Omens vs. Our Flag Means Death queer rep before it becomes a huge argument. I won't go super into detail of OFMD because I don't have the memory capacity of all the stuff Ed and Stede and the rest of the cast go through with each other.

OFMD is still great with its rep, but I remember and know Good Omens more, and I'll defend it as much as I want, because I've seen this argument go on and on and on and on.

In terms of queerness, Good Omens has non-binary asexual angels, Crowley's androgynous style of clothing, Pollution going by they/them, and in terms of Aziraphale and Crowley's relationship, it's very clearly a realistically queer slowburn.

(Side note: I know the queer rep is mostly directed to the supernatural characters, and I can definitely understand how people can be upset if they're represented by only otherworldly creatures and not humans, but if all lesbians were represented as powerful magical beings, I'd feel amazing to be represented like that! But I'm not non-binary or asexual, so I can't speak for anybody who feels the opposite. It's totally understandable if some people feel that way and want to be represented as they are: humans.)

I think what people need to learn is that queerbait is different from slowburn. Good Omens is just as gay as Our Flag Means Death is, even if Aziraphale and Crowley never physically show any romantic affection, but it's still clearly there in their faces and actions towards each other.

Crowley blowing the paint away from Aziraphale's coat, Crowley saving Aziraphale from the bastille and from the Nazis, Aziraphale's big revelation when Crowley saves his books after the church blows up...

"You go too fast for me" - Aziraphale saying he's not ready to step up his relationship with Crowley yet

"Come up with something, or I'll never talk to you again" - Aziraphale saying he knows Crowley will miss him when Satan arrives and nobody has a plan, a comeback to all the things Crowley listed down that he knows Aziraphale would miss if Heaven won over Armageddon

"To the world" - Their declaration of love while sharing a toast for avoiding Armageddon

Hell, have you counted how many times Crowley calls Aziraphale "angel", and not just because he knows Aziraphale is an angel?

In the most simplest of terms, Crowley and Aziraphale's relationship is painted as two gay people being belittled by their peers, but they cope through it all together.

We might get an Our Flag Means Death level of confirmation in season two, like a handhold or a hug that goes on for too long. As much as I really really want a kiss, I don't care if we don't get one, but I know 100% that it will spark controversy and dub Good Omens as queerbait again when it's really not, because it ALREADY has queer characters, INCLUDING Aziraphale and Crowley.

Some asexual relationships don't need physical contact, and as much as I want to see that through Crowley and Aziraphale in season two, if it doesn't happen, I'll be fine. A bit upset, but nothing Earth shattering to be too angry over. We don't even know the entire plot of season two, it hasn't aired yet.

I know opinions vary on Neil Gaiman himself confirming that Aziraphale and Crowley share a love story, but I just think it's cool how he flat-out said it. "No matter what Crowley and Aziraphale are, it's a love story."

It makes me happy that he's just going along with it in a genuine way instead of denying it like most creators and their characters having queer subtext. Very neat.

Oh jeez, this went a lot longer than I wanted it to. What time is it?

Queerbaiting: "Ohh, you saw how meaningful their dynamic is and you want them to be a couple? PHSYCHE! They're not gonna be! They're as straight as a ruler! HAHA!"

Slowburn: "Watch as these two wannabe lovers get through their troubles, and hopefully, just maybe, they'll be happy together by the end."

I personally think Good Omens and Our Flag Means Death both make very good queer representation in their own ways, some moments much different than others. And I think different ways of gayness and asexuality representation is very much needed!

#abby chats #queerbaiting vs slowburn #two completely different things #good omens #our flag means death #stede bonnet #edward teach #blackbeard #blackbonnet #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands

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can I request a lil something? during the end of the manga or after the timeskip if you haven't read it yet, reiner still has feelings for historia and reader has one-sided feelings for him.

pieck gives reiner a small hint, saying he's wasting time while there's someone close to him that cares for him and points to you. he doesn't understand at first and maybe is conflicted about his feelings for you because of historia. reader is cool about it as she doesn't expect him to reciprocate her feelings.

a rollercoaster of emotions later, maybe there is a happy ending tho? i am curious to see what you can come up with 😭😭 i have dreaming of this scenario before bed and i can't help but get jealous of his crush on historia abjdsndks maybe you can help reiner reciprocate reader-chan's feelings or not

thank u so much aly 💖🥺

reciprocation

pairing: reiner braun x reader

a/n: OMG yesss! honestly, i was kinda annoyed at how reiner still had a crush on historia. i know that isayama wanted to show how everything went back to normal, but i was hoping that reiner would have a bigger role in the allied nations instead of being "dumbed down" to having an obsession with her. MAYBE THATS JUST THE JEALOUSY SPEAKING LMAO 😭 i was hoping this would be longer, although school has been killing me so im really sorry!! i hope its okay 💗💕 thank you honey!

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as reiner is handed historia’s letter, you fold your hands on the table and watch him without a word. when he reads the lines and smells the parchment - jean saying something snarky afterward - you say nothing.

you want reiner to be happy: you want to see him at ease like this more, face soft as the leaf of the page flits from his pinched fingers.

and so you let the man speak about historia like she’s a damn goddess, gushing over her handwriting, and keep your goddamn mouth shut. ignore your jealousy. your feelings.

the truth is, you’re in love with reiner.

you can’t even remember how it happened, but you can remember the first time you looked into those hazel eyes, and how you knew that they were going to stick with you for eternity.

you’ve come to accept his crush on the queen, though. reciprocation was never an option in your mind.

when jean begins to chew reiner out for lusting after a married woman, and reiner says something about jean being a horse, pieck’s gaze lands on you. “you’re rather quiet,” she says softly, resting her head on her palm.

you shrug, turning away from her. “i’m just tired.”

pieck catches your chin between her lithe fingers, and turns you to face her with a tiny smile. the young woman is very perceptive, and you’ve known her long enough.

that’s when you notice the twinkle in her eye. she’s planning something.

pieck releases your jaw then, sitting up in her chair. “you’re wasting your time, reiner,” she says suddenly. “there’s already someone you know who cares for you.”

you pretend to not hear pieck - and definitely pretend you don’t see her faintly point at you through your peripheral. the movement of her fingers is barely there, but you catch it.

damn you, pieck.

the way you’re now pinned underneath armin, jean, connie, and reiner’s stares makes your stomach tie itself into knots with bubbling reluctance. shit, this is awkward. you want to run away.

still, you peer over to study reiner’s reaction. he looks confused at first, the contours of his face unreadable. you swear you see connie facepalm at the man’s cluelessness.

then reiner’s expression slowly changes: his eyes widen in awe, lips parting slightly, and brows knitting together. he seems genuinely surprised - and conflicted.

conflicted? why?

there’s no time to explain yourself though, because the door creaks open and annie steps in. her words fall on your deaf ears, and when everyone stands up to leave, you’re the first one out of the room. work beckons you as always.

two days pass.

you’ve been busy filling out tons of paperwork pertaining to the allied nations, so when you’re finally given a day off, you take it with open arms.

freedom at last.

you lean against a bench outside of headquarters, enjoying the salty breeze that flutters along your skin. it’s dusk, the sky covered in a gradient of neon colors as the sun dips below the horizon.

you haven’t seen reiner since that day in the conference room. you wonder how he’s doing, what he’s thinking, how he’s holding up -

“hey.”

speak of the devil. you glance over your shoulder toward the voice, low and familiar.

reiner approaches you, clad in his uniform: the suit hugs his large frame perfectly, showing every flex of his muscles, and his blonde hair is neatly parted. the black tie looped around his neck just pulls it all together. it has you weak at the knees every. single. time.

“hey,” you answer, giving reiner a smile as he stops beside you.

and that’s when your heart lurches at the sight of him.

the sunset highlights reiner’s profile in gold, a heavenly shine that settles upon his blonde lashes and the flawless slope of his nose. the flecks in his irises sparkle – a beautiful mixture of soft browns and muted greens. the only thing you can do right now is admire the man.

his words are what breaks you out of your daydream.

“work has been crazy lately, huh?” reiner says, focused on the candy-floss clouds and their fluffy shapes.

“well - yeah, pretty much. i don’t want to look at a pen or a piece of paper ever again.”

“that bad?”

“you have no idea. i almost regret marley and paradis reconciling.”

reiner chuckles gently at the joke, but it’s strained. his forehead remains creased, and he’s not really smiling. the emotion there is more … doubtful. it’s like he’s having some sort of inner conflict.

hopefully reiner’s not acting cautious because of the other day. you know he doesn’t return your feelings, and that’s totally okay. you’re happy enough being with him like this. “i’m not mad or anything, y’know.”

reiner stiffens at that. there’s a white flash of teeth when he chews on his lower lip. “i know.”

“good,” you hum, breathing out a sigh of relief. your core twists with envy when you force a grin. bite it back. tease him like always. “so about historia … ”

reiner’s eyes go wide almost comically, and you hear the breath in his lungs leave his firm chest in one exhale. there’s a light blush staining his cheeks now. it’s funny; he’s so goddamn big, yet he’s such a teddy bear.

“y-yeah,” reiner mutters. you observe the way his brows pinch together as he awkwardly shifts in place. it takes a while before the man composes himself again, which is strange.

is he scared or something? what the hell?

“pieck,” reiner hesitates for a moment. the golden strands of his hair ruffle in the wind and he appears ... well, lost. “was she being serious?”

the question is a shocker - jeez, he could have at least let you prepare yourself. a firm ‘no’ almost slips out, but you’ve never been much of a liar. not to reiner, anyway. crossing your arms against your chest, you inhale sharply and nod. avoid staring at him face-to-face. “yep.”

“ … why me?”

reiner says the words with a mixture of spite and anguish, a casual and rumbling voice. you immediately turn your head, frowning. “what?”

“i’ve done so many horrible things.” reiner exhales heavily and stares down at his hands; perhaps he’s imagining all the blood they’ve been stained with. “i betrayed everyone. i killed innocent people - all because i was selfish.”

it’s no surprise that reiner is broken after everything he’s been through, but it pains you to know that he continues to suffer in silence. whatever war is raging inside his ribcage tears him apart piece by piece, and you wish you could carry the burden.

there’s probably nothing you can say to convince reiner that he was just a kid, a victim of circumstance. there’s nothing that can persuade him to see himself the way you do.

so you decide to tell reiner why you love him.

you explain the amount of admiration you hold for him. tell him that you love the way he just wants to be someone his comrades can lean on, like a big brother. tell him that you think he’s the most gorgeous person you’ve ever seen and how you think he deserves the world.

the way you spill your guts out snaps every nerve in your body. you don’t say everything you want to – but you tell him enough. a dark flush spreading across your face, you find the courage to look at him.

the world seems to stop on its axis when you find reiner staring right on back. the intensity of his eyes is stunning; they’re lit up with astonishment and affection.

god, the affection. you see it clear as day. maybe one of the greatest regrets in his life is how he forced himself to see you only as a friend.

that’s when he reaches out to you.

reiner retracts his hand twice, unsure, before slowly brushing his fingertips against yours. the touch is so feather-light that you almost can’t feel it. it’s a test - he’s waiting to see if you pull away. you can’t even move if you wanted to, because his fond gaze keeps you rooted to the spot before him.

when you don’t recoil, reiner finally moves to gently hold your hand; his palm is so much bigger than yours, and your fingers slot together perfectly, like a jigsaw puzzle’s final piece.

heart thrumming like a hummingbird has been stuffed into your chest, you’re almost at a loss for words and come to a realization.

this utterly amazing man likes you. always has.

but reiner shoved away the feelings for one simple reason; you deserved ‘better.’ focusing on the old crush he had on historia was a distraction - an attempt to convince himself to stop thinking about you.

because looking at you everyday and not being able to act upon his feelings was too painful.

“is this okay?” reiner asks lowly. there’s a slight pinkness to his cheeks, the color of a selfless love.

by some miracle, you manage to nod dumbly. “yeah, of course. it’s fine.” it’s amazing is what you actually want to say.

reiner squeezes your hand at the reassurance, a sigh escaping from his throat. “i really—”

you wait for him to finish, but he doesn’t. reiner just searches your profile for signs of discomfort, and then untwines your hands to bravely swipe a thumb along the length of your cheekbone.

there’s no time to speak because he’s already leaning down.

the sensation of reiner’s lips pressing against yours lights your skin ablaze; you can feel the curling flames of passion sear your soul, made even more intense by the warmth of the sunlight on your back.

it’s natural, it’s tender, it’s warm.

reiner’s breath rattles into your mouth when you rest both palms against his solid chest and deepen the kiss. the musky smell of his aftershave and cologne envelops you completely, and fuck, it’s so good. your arms wrap around him, fingers passing over the sharp slopes of his shoulder blades.

as much as you wish the kiss could go on endlessly, there are people gathering outside. avoiding any unwanted attention from nosy strangers is very much appreciated.

you pull away to nuzzle your nose into reiner, and he rests his chin on your shoulder, protective arms moving to loop around your waist. it’s such an intimate caress that it sparks your brain into overdrive.

as the rushing sound of the breeze comes back to your ears through the quiet, you tuck the kiss away to be remembered forever. that’s all there is to it. being close to reiner like this - swaying together like wildflowers in the wind - is more important than anything else.

“i like you,” reiner murmurs.

the suddenness of it makes you laugh, and you can feel the upward quirk of reiner’s lips - a whisper of a peaceful smile and a sweet, sweet promise.

#timeskip reiner still sexy asf #I just wanna hug and kiss him ugh #reiner braun x reader #reiner x reader #aot x reader #attack on titan fanfiction #snk x reader #reiner braun #reiner x you #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin

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urbfsecretgf · 3 years

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The boy next door. (pt1?)

a/n: this is my first time writing stuff like this is went though and looked at a bunch of other peoples stories and took into consideration on how they did it. i hope you enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it if not more. :)

(everything is made up, names, ages, street names, and the phone number.)

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you and your family had just moved from beautiful NYC to a small town all the way across the country. in your room you are trying to figure out ways to introduce yourself to your neighbors in hopes of meeting someone your age.

"hi! im y/n! no that wont work, uhhh, hey! im y/n! we just moved in next door, ugh this sounds so lame"

your little brother BURSTS into your room

"JACK GET OUT" you scream "mom told me to tell you she wants us to go into town and figure where places are"

your brother is a few years younger than you, hes 13 and you're 16. this isn't your first time having to move with your family. your mom is a single parent who gets job offers all the time. sometime she has to take them even if she doesnt want to move again but she has to because of money problems.

"ill be out in a minute let me finish getting ready. please." jack rolls his eyes at you and sighs "fine but hurry up" "i will, now get out of my room"

you start getting ready, you put on your favorite t-shirt and a pair of your favorite black ripped mom jeans, you throw your hair up into a messy bun, throw on some of your strawberry flavored lip gloss and put on some perfume and walk downstairs.

"jeez took you long enough" jack says while you're putting shoes on. "at least i tried to look presentable unlike you"

"knock it off you two, be back before dinner and have fun." your mom says as she kisses your cheek, "i love you both now go its going to be dark out soon"

you and jack set out to town and stop at an ice cream shop. you order a vanilla swirl cone and you get some chocolates for your mom. "what do you want?" jack orders a strawberry cheesecake cone.

you hear the bell on the door jingle while you are waiting for both of the ice cream cones to be handed to you.

"ayeeee its my favorite customer! havent seen you in a while. how you doing vin?"

you look back to see this tall, blonde haired boy with tattoos and lots of jewelry. hes probably the most handsome boy you have ever seen.

"holy shit" you whisper

jack whispers back to you "i heard that."

you hit his shoulder

"im doing great man, its a beautiful day outside, ive been out skating all day so i just came in to get some of my favorite ice cream from my favorite guy." vinnie says to the cashier

"vanilla swirl in a cone?"

"you know it!"

the worker handed jack his ice cream cone and then handed you yours.

"alright heres the vanilla swirl in a cone for you, you two have a nice day now" she said with a smile

"ayeeee vanilla swirl AND IN A CONE?? bro you got good taste" vinnie says to you.

you laugh and say thank you.

"im vinnie"

"y/n"

"ah i knew a pretty girl like you would have a pretty name"

you smile and blush

"are you new to town? i dont think ive ever seen you around before" vinnie says while grabbing his ice cream cone.

"yeah we just moved in yesterday, its my mom, little brother jack, and me"

"yeah that makes sense, where'd you guys move from?"

you, vinnie, and your brother head outside and sit at one of the tables. jack sees that there is an arcade across the street and begs you to let him go. you give him money to let him play so you can talk to vinnie alone.

"we actually moved from new york. my mom got a job offer over here and moneys tight right now so we had to move."

"oh thats understandable, so where do you guys live now? that sounds like im trying to stalk you i promise im not im just curious. i live on greendale over there."

"no way! we do too!"

"haha isnt that something, whats your house number? i wanna know if you guys moved in right next to me. there was a house for sale not too long ago and it was right next to mine."

you laugh and tell him what it is.

"HELL YEAH BRO! thats the house next time."

"actually?" you cant tell if hes just messing with you or if hes being genuine.

"yeah" he laughs and offers to walk you guys home.

"oh yes please. that would be wonderful i dont really know my way around town yet and i dont wanna get lost."

vinnie laughs and tells you; "i promise if you stick with me, we wont get lost. i'll get lost in those beautiful eyes of yours tho. ohhhh im smooth! sorry that was dumb"

the two of you laugh and you see jack coming out of the arcade.

"i dont have anymore money" he said while holding 3 giant stuffed animals.

vinnie walks you and your brother back home and as soon as you get there jack rushes inside to show your mom what he won at the arcade.

you and vinnie sit outside for a couple minutes and talk.

"it was nice meeting you y/n. oh im missing something."

"did you leave something at the picnic table? i can go inside and tell my mom that ill be back and go with you to look for it."

vinnie smiles and says "no im missing your number, its not in my phone" he winks at you as he hands you his phone to put your number in.

"wow you're really on a roll today huh." you take his phone and punch your number in.

"i'll text you after dinner. maybe we can plan something out for tomorrow or if you need help with moving in, i'd be glad to help."

"yeah no of course. i think we could really use the help."

"sweet just text me anytime you need something and ill be right over."

"thank you vinnie i really appreciate it"

"anything for a pretty girl like you."

you blush again and say thank you. "it was nice meeting you vinnie, have a nice night and text me later"

"yeah it was really nice meeting you and your brother too, tell your mom i say hi as well"

"i will" you say smiling

you both say bye to each other and head into your houses.

as you are walking into the kitchen you feel your phone buzz.

New Message from +1-453-555-8000: hey pretty lady :)

#vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie hacker x y/n #vinnie x reader

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earthlyyan · 3 years

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Little Trainee (Platonic(?)Yan! Childe x Reader)

For @bye-bye-sunbird (thanks again for your help) Warnings: Abuse, Graphic descriptions of violence, Implied Torture, Eye Trauma, Unhealthy Sibling relationships, Childe being a sadist, Kidnapping? If you squint? Imprisonment? Betrayal

Word Count: 3084

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He was gone.

Tartaglia held his younger brother’s fur-lined cap in his calloused hands, bringing it close to his chest. He’d taken off without it, wanting to be as far away from the killer that was his big brother so badly, he’d neglected to dress for the cold.

Despite his best efforts, Tartaglia had been unable to find him, and though tempted, he had refused to get the Fatui involved. It would further remind Teucer that his brother’s job was a terrifying one, too dark for the mind of a child to fully grasp. A child’s mind would never truly grasp why he had to kill, only that he had taken the life of another. And how that was an unforgivable sin.

He’d requested a day off work to prevent him from making any rash decisions on duty. He’d spent the day wandering aimlessly, desperately trying to gather his thoughts. He’d found himself in the familiar shambles of Dunyu Ruins. Perhaps he’d take out his frustrations on some ruin guards, or at least he’d considered it, until he saw you.

In and out and in and out.

Your sword found its way into the ruin guards eye again and again. It had been dead after the first thirteen stabs, but you didn’t care.

Your thrusts were becoming harder to maintain, your shallow breaths and sore arms halting your rage filled pursuit. Your legs straddled its large, heavy body, thick vines restrained its arms and legs.

It killed him. It killed your brother. The laser sliced his body while simultaneously cauterizing the wound, leaving him in two, unable to bleed. His face still frozen in that of agonizing pain.

It was going to kill you as well until a blinding green light appeared before you; a dendro vision.

You didn’t know how you did it, but now it was dead, and the gift of the archons laid on the ground before you. You hated it.

A gift of the gods, what a fucking joke.

You choked back the urge to vomit at the rancid scent before removing your sword from the gaping glass wound.

You kicked the hunk of metal as hard as you could before losing your balance and falling back onto the ground.

A man stood there; a couple years older than you. You’d fallen right at his feet.

He wordlessly helped you up off the ground before clearing his throat, as if to clear the air with it.

“You know, I’ve never seen someone receive a vision before.” His voice was light and airy. “I had been walking when it’s light blinded me. I regret not showing up sooner.”

You refused to look at the strange man, his words not registering. Your mind was too busy trying to process what had just happened.

“Hey,” His voice was louder, shaking you from your stunned stupor. He held out a handkerchief from his pocket. “You should probably get out of—”

“He’s dead.”

The man’s brow furrowed. “I’m sorry?”

“That thing killed him. He’s dead.” Your words were empty. You contemplated if you should be feeling anything else other than thinly veiled anger and disgust. You should’ve been sadder. The only thing you had felt at the time of you mindlessly stabbing the guard was desperation for your own survival, and fear that it would get up again. You were revolted at the sight of the corpse before you, but you weren’t terribly torn up about the death in itself. And that disgusted you.

Anyone else would’ve been. Anyone would’ve been devastated if they had watched their own kin get cut in two. But no, you were more worried about what you’d tell your mother.

You walked over to the remains of your brother and poked it with your foot, your blatant disrespect for the dead caught the man off guard. Your gut did flips in your stomach at the gruesome sight.

“You don’t seem too upset about it.” He seemed to lack the same feeling of fear at the sight of a corpse. You didn’t quite know how to feel about that. “Though, you don’t seem like you’ve got the guts to orchestrate it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

He laughed. “The way you kept stabbing the poor ruin guard made me think it was self-defense, and that the death was an accident. But the fact that you’re not devastated at his death made me wonder that you did it intentionally.”

“And if it was?” “Then I think I’d applaud your ambition.”

The man introduced himself as Childe, a member of the Snezhnayan organization called the Fatui. He claimed to be a warrior of sorts, and that he had gone to Dunyu Ruins to take out some frustrations he had one some ruin guards. He then had stumbled across you stabbing a lifeless robot corpse.

He had treated you to lunch in Liyue, saying that leaving you to stew in your thoughts after witnessing something of that caliber was ill-advised.

“What were you doing in Dunyu Ruins?”

“My brother wanted to do something there. He wouldn’t tell me what it was.” You mumbled.

“And the sword?”

“The sword I have with me was the one he was carrying, but when his torso disconnected from his legs, his scabbard landed close to me. So I thought I might as well use it.” You stirred your soup with your spoon, not having much of an appetite.

“So why did he have the sword?”

“Archons know.” You sighed. “If I’m being frank, I think he was going to kill me.”

Childe lowered his tigerfish from his mouth. A light laugh left his lips, startling you. “What makes you think that?”

“I was father’s favorite, though I am the younger of the two of us. So when he found out he had left the inheritance to me instead of his eldest son, he thought it unfair.” You reluctantly brought the spoon to your lips and swallowed. “We had never gotten along; I was like a punching bag than his younger sibling.”

“And I suppose that’s why you’re not crying and mourning the loss?” His voice was mocking.

“Well, would you?”

Childe hummed. “I’m not sure, family is family, but…” his voice lowered into an inaudible mumble, pondering.

He was silent for a moment. He took a few bites of his grilled tigerfish. His eyes wandered to the scabbard at your hip. “You don’t know how to fight.”

“What? Where did this come from?” He hadn’t even finished his thought from before.

“The way you were holding the sword as you used it to kill the ruin guard was way off. Had you kept going, you could’ve gotten hurt. If you had held it properly you could still be stabbing it now. If you didn’t get that vision when you did, it could’ve killed you with how poorly you were handling yourself.”

“That’s the whole point of getting bestowed a vision. Saving you when you’re on the brink of death or something like that.” You shoved your spoon in your mouth again.

“Yes, true.” He sighed and set down the now empty skewer. “But if you hadn’t gotten it you would’ve ended up like—” “Okay jeez I get it!” You grumbled around the metal in your mouth. “What are you getting at?”

“Luckily for you, I’m quite skilled at the sword.” His chest puffed in pride. “And it’s not like you’re going to go home with half a brother in tow, yes?”

“So you want to train me? What good does that do you?” “I’ve always wanted to train someone in a weapon.” He smiled, though there was a tinge of sadness in his voice. Like he was looking forward to it before the invitation presented itself. “And now, I can.”

You were on the ground again, some shallow, superficial cuts littered your body, Childe’s blade inches from your throat.

“You left yourself open again. I told you this weeks ago and yet you can’t get it.” A disappointed sigh escaped his lips as he pinged the bridge of his nose. “Hunch, keep your legs apart, again.”

Some part of you wondered if Childe got off on hearing your groans and hisses when he slashed you. Something about the way he bounced on his legs and the way his grin seemed more genuine had you worried.

You slowly got yourself off the ground, your bones and muscles creaking in protest as you readied your brother’s blade again.

“If you’re sore it means its working.” His laugh echoed as he lunged himself at you again, leaving you a moment notice to swerve out of the way. “If you weren’t sore before it means you were doing it wrong.” He dodged an oncoming attack from your sword and swept your legs, leaving you on the floor again. Yup, he was definitely getting off on this.

Three months under Childe’s tutelage toned your body significantly. He seemed to be more eager to fight you these days. Saying that you were finally getting fun to fight or something like that.

“Despite your form issues in the beginning, you’re practically a natural.” He beamed as he extended a hand to you. “Fighting you is actually fun these days, and less boring.”

“It was boring before?” You were borderline insulted.

“Fighting against you was boring. Seeing you grow and mature as a fighter was interesting.”

“Uh huh.” You wiped the sweat from your brow. “Sure.”

He’d been gracious enough to let you room at his house. And for someone of his age, it was quite impressive for him to have one of this stature. You had your own room across the hall from his. He only had two rules when staying with him.

One: The lower levels were off limits. No matter what. He said that it had to do with his work, and that it would be unprofessional of him to allow someone to interfere.

Two: Don’t ask about his work.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t curious about it. Sometimes he’d leave for days on end and come back beat up, other times you’d hear noises from the lower levels.

They sounded like screams.

You wondered what he’d have to do for a living to hear such noises from below. Sometimes he’d go down for hours and come up itching for a fight with you, other times he’d leave satisfied and covered in blood. You’d wondered if it was his own.

Something about it didn’t sit right with you, but a fight with Childe was not one you wanted to engage in. He’d know all your moves, considering he’d been the one to teach them to you. Whenever you’d try to bring it up, you’d be shut down with an uncharacteristic coldness from him. One that barely used, only when he was talking about his work, that is.

But tonight the screams were louder. They reached your room in the depths of the night, even with the door closed and pillows blocking your ears. You had to know.

You were sick of being left in the dark here, you were sick of hearing those screams from downstairs. You had to know.

Were you training under a serial killer? Childe didn’t seem like the type, or was he?

The strange amount of pleasure he’d get when watching you get hurt by his hand. The ruthless way he’d slaughter hillichurls and treasure hoarders alike. No matter who or what it was, its death was no different to Childe. It seemed to light him ablaze, having him itching for a fight with anything that moved, and when it stopped moving, he’d be disappointed.

The screams had died down after a few hours. You had to wait until you heard his boots go back upstairs and into the room across the hall.

You had to be more quiet if you were going to get in and out of there before he noticed you.

After these escapades he would take a shower, the running water would be enough to cover your footsteps going down the hall, truly.

A minute after the shower started running you made your move. It was easy to pick out what door led to the basement, due to the sheer amount of deadbolts and locks keeping it closed. He’d left the key in the door, probably to stop whoever was in the basement from looking through the keyhole. Smart move for him when it came to living alone, but with company, it was practically begging to be used.

And use it you did. Deadbolt after deadbolt, you finally turned the key.

The basement was warm and sweet smelling. But not in the pleasant way sweets were supposed to smell.

It made your stomach ache and twist as you descended the staircase, closing the door behind you.

The clinking of chains got your attention before the sight of blood had. The lights had flickered on, illuminating the sight before you. You couldn’t hold back your vomit anymore.

Your suspicions were right, or so it seemed, with the sheer amount of bodies below. One was still living, trembling, and hunching away from you. “Did Childe do this?” You knew the answer but had to be sure. Perhaps it was an associate he worked with, or some weird fetish.

The man nodded, “I didn’t have enough money.”

“What?”

“To pay back the Northland Bank.” He stammered. “I couldn’t pay them back, so they sent him.”

“He’s a debt collector?”

The man shook his head. “No. He doesn’t care about collecting the debt, not like the others.”

There were others?

“He gets sent in after the warning deadlines are up. You pay with your—”

The man abruptly stopped, looking past you and onto the stairwell. Then he couldn’t see at all.

An arrow flew past you, barely grazing your ear before finding itself in the mans eye socket. He slumped to the ground, lifeless. You whizzed around to meet the source, only to find Childe, an arrow drawn taught in the bow you’d barely see leave his side.

“Well that’s disappointing.” He sighed. “I was hoping to make him last another day.” He grimaced. “That was a warning shot, by the way.” He walked down the stairs slowly, still aiming at you. “Put your back to the wall.”

He almost sounded sad. You were too shocked to move.

An arrow landed at your feet, standing straight up against the ground. “I said put your back to the wall. That wasn’t a suggestion.”

You tripped over the man’s corpse while making it to the wall. “Childe I—” “Nope, too late for that. Hands up.” He slowly lowered his weapon and made a show of putting it away. He wanted you to know he still had it. He leaned in close to your face. “Now that’s a look I haven’t seen in quite some time.” His voice was low, husky. “Betrayal looks so good on you.”

You could feel his hot breath on your neck. You growled and threw your head forward, colliding with his. He took a step back.

Blood ran down from his forehead, his eyes practically glowing with excitement. “Oh hoh~ Now that’s what I’m talking about. A real fight from you.” He drew hydro blades from his sides and threw one at you. “I’m expecting improvement from you, my little trainee.”

You picked up the cool blade from your feet, never breaking eye-contact with him. “I’ll kill you.”

“You better hope you do. For your sake, at least.” You lunged at him, swiftly finding your way behind him, ready to strike.

“Your stance has gotten better.” He smiled. “But I’m afraid it still leaves you open” He kicked off from the ground and into the air, his foot collided with your chin sending you reeling.

“You bastard.” You hissed, picking yourself off from the ground with the steadiness of a newborn deer. “Why not be more quiet about your escapades down here? If you’d had your victims quiet down, I would’ve never found about what you were doing.”

“I never said I never wanted you to find out what I was doing.” He ran at you again, slicing your shirt and your left shoulder along with it. “I was hoping you’d have enough faith in your teacher to follow my rules.” He sighed. “I didn’t take you for the curious type.”

“I’m not.” You said, you swept at his leg, but he narrowly escaped, jumping just high enough to miss it. “But I enjoy liking to sleep in peace knowing my upperclassmen isn’t a serial killer.”

“I’m no serial killer!” He laughed, landing a cut to your lower back, then stepping hard on it. You fell to the ground trapped under his heel. “I’m simply following orders. I have nothing against these people.” He pressed harder.

You suppressed a scream.

“I do have a problem with those who interfere. You were going to help him, weren’t you?”

You’d be lying if you said you were going to leave him to die.

“Weren’t you?” His voice was closer to your ear this go round.

“Yes! Yes, I was!” You sobbed. “I just wanted to—”

“I’ve heard this before. Suddenly you have the moral upright to save a dying stranger? But you sat back and kicked your brother’s corpse?”

“That was different!” “Sure it was. A man is a man is a man, yeah?” His foot lifted from your back and turned you onto your stomach. “See the difference between me and a serial killer, is that if I was a serial killer, I probably would kill you right now.” He sighed. “But see, I like you. So I think I’ll let you live. Though don’t expect things to go back to normal. I can’t expect you to stay quiet and continue your training in the open alongside me.” He leaned you up against the wall, easily fighting against your protests. He took your wrists and cuffed them to the wall.

The restraints were still warm.

You shuddered.

“See, here’s the thing.” He said. He cupped your cheek with his spare hand. “I don’t want to leave you the way you are, half trained. I do enjoy fighting you.” He finished tying you upright and smiled, admiring his handiwork. “I’ll let you go under one condition.”

For the first time since you’d met him, his smile finally reached his eyes.

“You’re free if you can kill me.”

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