#either wat ITS HIM

[hoth-and-cold]

"I am assigning you a rank and designation that suits your new position. You no longer have a name. You will answer only to Cipher Nine. “

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#Chiss #Cipher 9 #SWTOR #I FORGOT HIS GLASSES #lets pretend hes holding them off screen #like one of those id photos where they like 'take off your glasses you need to see' #Empire #couldent decide which one so I made two #one without the effects that wont slap the senses #3D effect #??maybe is that a tag? #either wat ITS HIM #celizar

[gurorori]

bein' completely honest here i have considered npd shu be4 soooo often cause the. the shoe fits (laugh please), i feel like his past & family environment cld really serve as a push, in the end cluster Bs r all jus' sets of survival & coping tactics ya adopt into yr personality as a result of unjust treatment & trauma <- this is true

nawt 2 armchair diagnose him but like we shall go over sum npd traits. cause we kno here it ain't jus' high self esteem (when the opposite is usually evident)

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intentionally or nawt i feel like exvalk shu especially fits the npd mold like dat was his entire character conflict /lh (i miss him)

> a grandiose sense of self-importance

need i say anythin'. listen 2 like the first shu voiceline in ! it was literally 'i am the emperor of ymnsk academy'. .. doesn't he also go as far as 2 declare himself the god of this world? like ''kono sekai no kami da' i remember dat. oh & how much stronger & imposin' his timbre was compared 2 how much softer his voice is rn. he was very much self-focused even though it manifested thru valkyrie, he was distinctly treatin' the unit as his creation & his own creation only. the focus on the self is very real

> a preoccupation with fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, beauty, or ideal love

i feel like if ya know shu ya will nod away at every single one of these cause. pre-fall valk <- dat wasn' even a fantasy, i feel like he was really narc-thrivin' back then cause it was the reality, they WERE on top. (srry if ya came here 4 thorough analysis i don' do that round here i jus' show ya smth & we both nod solemnly) success, power, brilliance, beauty, even ideal love (shnz wink?) - exvalk shu is both a perfectionist & a maximalist i think he craved it all, an' even when he has achieved great success he jus' can't get enuff, leadin' him 2 get overconfident 2 the point where he was /dat/ oblivious 2 his own (& valkyrie's, but at dat time he saw valkyrie as himself only, & the rest as just an extension, a tool) imminent demise practically laid out in front of him.

> a belief that he or she is special and unique and can only be understood by, or should associate with, other special or high-status people or institutions

this guy?

the guy who calls the general public philistines & views ppl who don' adhere 2 the same high standards he holds 4 himself imbeciles?

> a need for excessive admiration

the 'go on, praise me more!' guy? it might seem at first like he'd b too prideful 2 outright ask 4 external validation but if ya really look a bit into it, he's very reliant on it.. i think it gets amplified by bein' an idol too, bein' very self conscious of yr image. ofc mr oshisan wld find himself in a field where the entire point is 2 b the center of attention & appraisal.

> a sense of entitlement

i think this jus' circles back 2 every other point i made...!!!! exvalk shu is control & acknowledgment hungry. he wants 2 step on n crush the skulls of every1 who is unworthy & soar thru the skies on the mechanical wings of valkyrie.. or wtv. he is intensely focused on his goal 2 the point of tunnel vision cause he fully believes himself 2 deserve the throne. no1 else can b above him. he despises 'commoners' & those below him yet who brought him all the recognition & glory? wats the expression? rest on yr laurels? dunno if 'm usin' it correctly!!!

i also hope i don' come off as dramatisin' too much. like ik marionette is literally jus' one story but i feel it dat much stronger, i guess. 4 (introject) reasons. i hope these things don' read as a huge stretch.

> interpersonally exploitive behavior

> a lack of empathy

> envy of others or a belief that others are envious of him or her

gettin' lazy. i feel like this cld jus' b self explanatory... i don' wanna go in depth into every single one 4 shu, esp cuz. ya don' need every single criteria 2 match. 4 a diagnosis. but if ya have any specific moments 4 this one feel free 2 add on 👍🏼

> a demonstration of arrogant and haughty behaviors or attitudes

#mika caws #srry like half of these r me goin' 'well it's self explanatory' but it rly is. cause i know him personally. #an' likr all of ya kno him closely too. i don' need 2 wrte an essay. we all kno it's true. #but also i feel da need 2 mention the self esteem bit cuz i feel like its a stereotype dat those with npd have jus'. an unshakable solid #high self esteem which is why they behave & carry themselves da way they do. which is nawt even half of da truth! #while yehs usually 'high' it tends 2 b very fragile cause the things they rely on 2 upkeep it r all said factors like #specifically external validation. individuals w npd tend 2 b deeply insecure n self loathin' too & struggle w low self esteem as well #idk if the high self esteem bein' described as like a 'mask' or a false front is veryyyy correct in the case of npd #i ain't sure how pw/npd feel ab it either so hey if any1 come across it feel free 2 input #but yea i feel like dat bit of nuance is important esp when ya look at exvalk's imminent fall & how strongly it affected shu's entire #interior & exterior. like wow wat a narc crash... r ya ok queen #if any1 finds thjs thru any search stuffs like. pls keep in mind this wasn' meant 2 breach containment #oh an' if sum parts of jt R indeed a stretch idgaf. so many of my exomemories focus on the exvalk period specifically so it's very saturate #in my head. i wasn' writin' this balls deep in marionette i was jus pullin' wat i have in storage

[muzanswaifu]

C-can we get omegaverse Kyojuro headcanons? Bonus points if he has a breeding kink 👀💦

Alpha! Rengoku x Omega! Fem! Reader

He's a natural alpha! Strong and brave, he doesn’t think twice before protecting his peers from bullies and predators

Has more… tradition thinking and opinions, omegas need to be protected and alphas are supposed to protect them, he doesn’t think less of omegas or betas, he just thinks its an alphas duty to lead due to their nature, he doesn’t understand why this thought is outdated quiet just yet

As you, he was not expecting to desire an omega, he’d previously only limited himself to relationships with other alphas as he didn’t trust that betas or omegas would be able to handle his rut, but with you, the thought seems to reel to the back of his mind as his alpha snarls at him to breed, breed, breed

At first he’s ashamed of the primal thought, but eventually he gives in, growing to be obsessed with the mere smell of you, the scent beckoning at his groin

It’s not just a sexual need either, he just likes you, your pleasant company, headstrong and stubborn, a feisty little omega that he wants to pin down and claim all over

The hardest part of it all is even telling you about his feelings, your so clueless, cruel even as you touch his so thoughtlessly, drowning him with you mouth-watering smell and teasing him with such plush, soft skin, he’d never thought he would ever say this as a respectful man but… can’t you put on some more clothes!!! It’s killing him!

Had it not been for his rut sneaking up on him, he might not have said anything to you at all

He still remember the night, limping to your doorstep and rapidly knocking, absolutely knowing you were home since he could smell you inside, wanting desperately to give you pups but willing to settle just for your company

You came quickly, likely smelling him too and wide eyed as you opened the door, seeing how disheveled he was, you guided him inside without a second thought and sat him on the couch asking him wat was wrong

Hesitantly he admitted it was his rut, begging you to stay with him and he wouldn’t try anything, looking down at his bulge, you eyes widened

Without any response you dropped to your knees, tiny hands pulling down the zipper to his pants and beginning to pull them down, he swallowed watching you, every fiber in his being urging him to throw you over the nearest surface and mate

But that didn’t seem to be necessary as you gingerly fished his swollen cock out, giving it a few slow pumps before guiding it into your mouth

You sucked the heat right out him, bobbing on his length as deeply as you could with tears in your eyes and clawing at his tense thighs, he made no effort to stop you, all his willpower going to his core as he willed himself not to shove you down to the hilt

When he finally came, he came a lot, the seed searing down your throat and frothing from your mouth, your two hands wrapping around his throbbing knot and squeezing, you swallowed everything

With his orgasm, he calmed, dopamine flooding his system and soothing his rut long enough that he could think clearly, his hand came down to wipe the cum from your lip with his thumb, you licked his thumb clean too

He relaxed for a bit until the second wave came, to which you pulled you pants and underwear off and climbed into his lap, sinking down slowly on his cock with a wince of pain, although you could only take half, you bounced on what you could take, dragging your cunt to and fro while his hands clawed at your hips, desperate for you to milk his cock and impregnate yourself

It continued for the remainder of his rut, you helping him to ease the pain while he focused on training himself to keep control and not hurt you, but he broke slightly when his knot popped, his hands forcing you down to pierce you on it and lock you together, he whined when you came around him, your cunt clamping down hard and squeezing the life out of him, it would only be so long before he’d need it all over again though

When it finally subsided, he felt baptized, glowing with a somewhat satisfactory mating session, your every hole bursting with his potent seed, no doubt going to get you pregnant if you weren’t on any birth control

He tried to apologized afterward but you stopped him, saying he could pay you back when your own heat came up

In no universe would he miss an opportunity like that, turns out an omega could handle him… far better than he thought one would, now he would just need to gather the courage to actually ask you to go on a date with him...

#demon slayer #demon slayer smut #kny #kny smut #kimestsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba smut #rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro #kyojuro rengoku #rengoku kyojurou #kyojurou rengoku #kyojurou #rengoku kny #kimetsu no yaiba rengoku #omegaverse

[bratzforchris]

can u do a matt age regression fic or hc? the chris one is soooo cute

Healing

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Some Matt headcaons revolving around age regression! 100% SFW and includes caregiver! and little!Matt :). As always, age regression is non sexual and innocent. If you don't like it, keep scrolling! Now, enjoy some fluff<3

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ caregiver!Matt ࿐ྂ

✧.* matt is genuinely the sweetest person ever when you tell him that you age regress. he doesn't think it's weird or gross; instead, he's happy that you're helping your trauma in a safe, healthy way<3

✧.* he knows as soon as you tell him that "daddy" is the name that really fits. he doesn't care that its nonconventional, it makes you happy and he loves when you squeal it in your little voice

✧.* matt is the perfect daddy for a baby who's a little more on the quiet side

✧.* your favorite things to do together are: snuggle, build blanket forts, make cookies, and of course giving daddy makeovers

✧.* he is wrapped around your tiny finger. anything baby wants, baby gets

✧.* caring actually helps matt too, because a) it makes him feel needed and b) it gives him structure and routine

✧.* even though you two create a wonderful nursery for when you're tiny, you refuse to sleep in there. you always have to be cuddled up in daddy's arms

✧.* "daddy? daddy. daddy! DADDY! daddy!! DADDY?"

"yes, baby?"

"nofing, jus says it"

⇢ ˗ˏˋ little!Matt ࿐ྂ

✧.* when matt "comes out" to you as an age regressor, you immediately know what's going

✧.* kissing all over your boy's face, promising that you love him more than anything and are so excited to get to know little him

✧.* matt's "little age" is either a very tiny baby or 5-6

✧.* when he's feeling smaller, he loves having milk with a little bit of vanilla and cinnamon in a bottle

✧.* matt is 100% a stuffies baby. he has TONS and they're mostly woodland animals

✧.* he originally started age regressing as an escape from the anxiety, but now he just does it for fun :)

✧.* matt's mostly just quiet and cuddly when he's little, opting to snuggle with you in bed, rather than run crazy like some babies

✧.* he's definitely the baby that gets confused by his tattoos in his littlespace

"wat dis?"

"that's big matt's tattoos, baby!"

"we wash off? no llowed color on self. dat a wule"

✧.* he's absolutely attached to your side in littlespace. everything he does is for and about you and his little self looks up to you so much<3

tags ♡: @aemrsy. @jake-and-johnnies-slut. @mattsfavwh3re @chrissturnswife @suyqa @stingerayyy2 @strnlvr @sunsetsturniolos @mimi-luvzyu @mayhem-72 @faygo-frog @oobleoob @idek3000hi @runasvengence

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[ohtobeleah]

Bloody Mary // Natasha Trace

Summary: Phoenix can’t remember why she has a headache, or why she’s covered in blood.

Warnings: Mentions of death/suicide. Blood. Mentions of relationship stress. Mentions of assault/manslaughter. Platonic!Phoenix x Jake Seresin. Jake Seresin x F!reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Author Note: This Drabble is associated to the Series Bruises & is apart of its spin-off series Life After Death.

Main Masterlist | Bruises Masterlist | Life After Desth Masterlist

The luscious fields that expanded far beyond the horizon were, as you laid with your head resting in the nook of your husband's shoulder, just beginning to feel the light layer of morning dew. 

The sun was barely rising above the horizon that forever seemed to expand with its growing light. It was truly the picture perfect world of which you never thought could exist. Even after life had all but ceased to exist.

“This all feels too perfect—“ Jake sighed as he laid on his back looking up at the ceiling fan that twirled around on a low speed above your bed. Round and round the blades turned as his eyes struggled to focus. “Being here, with you, sometimes I feel like I’ll wake up and it’ll all be a dream.” Jake knew how odd that sounded given the circumstances. “That I’ll wake up and I’ll be back at the Hard Deck, and you’ll be looking right through me like you don’t even know my name.” Jake continued on as his fingers danced along your scalp and through your hair. He could feel the rise and fall of your naked chest against his side. “Or worse, I’ll wake up and we’ll be back in that prison, in the dirt, listening to each other's pain.” 

“Jake—“ You mumbled softly against your husband’s shoulder. Your cheek was squished right up next to him. 

“Yeah?” Jake questioned softly, he knew what was coming his way. This wasn’t the first time Jake had mentioned how he worried that even in death he’d lose you forever. 

“If you weren’t already dead I’d kill you.” Jake had to smile and a low rumble erupted in his stomach. The two of you had just finished up an early morning sexcapade. The post coitus realisation that this was in fact Jake’s version of a forever home with his forever girl didn’t exactly come out the way he’d intended it to. 

“All I’m saying, Hotshot, is that I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else on earth or in the afterlife, than right here, with you.” Jake was quick to roll over, suddenly the comfort of Jake's broad shoulder was nowhere to be found until you opened your eyes to see your husband hovering about you. A forearm on either side of your face. “Let’s go for round three?” 

“You are a menace, even dead Jake Seresin.” You teased through a coy smile but ultimately pulled the love of your life down by his neck to press your supply lips against his. 

“But you love me all the same.” Jake mumbled into your mouth as he deepened the kiss, his tongue searched for yours desperately as his hips shifted against yours. “Heaven or high wat—“ 

“AHHHHHHH!!” Within a millisecond, or what felt like it anyway, Jake was shooting up out of bed with panic and shock laced between the lines etched on his face. 

“What the hell was that?” He asked as he turned back to you to see you were still lying completely exposed on your bed looking just as confused as he was. Sounds like that weren’t often heard around the farm. 

“AHHHHHHH!!” “AAAARRRGGGHHH!!” 

When you saw a figure ghost past your bedroom window your heart sank. No. No it couldn’t be. It felt like a few years had gone past since Bob had first stopped by, he’d been the first to go. But as you sat up to see if you could see the figure outside once more? Your suspicions were confirmed when none other than Natasha Phoenix Trace turned around and screamed at the top of her lungs. Right in the very direction on your bedroom window.

“AHHHHHHH”

“It’s Nat Jake.” You sighed as you got out of bed to cover yourself up. “I’m gonna go check on Ellie, you should probably go see if she’s alright.” Jake wasn’t placing bets on who’d come through and when, but he thought Phoenix would surely outlast Fanboy. 

As Jake made his way outside in the early hours of the morning, it was only then when the sun just started to creep over the hills did he notice the blood that stained the back of Natasha's head. How her hair was a knotted and bloody mess. The dress she wore was stained with deep crimson red. 

Oh. This wasn’t good: This wasn’t good at all. When Bob came through he was still in one piece. For Phoenix to show up like this meant her death must have been—

“AHHHHHHH!”

“Nat!” Jake shouted as he raced down the small set of porch steps in just his boxers. “Phoenix, hey—what’s all the screaming about?” 

Not a lot shocked Natasha Trace these days, she’d seen enough and lived through enough to say she was comfortably desensitised. But when Phoenix turned on her heels to see a man she hadn't seen in years standing before her not a day older than the last time she saw him, she froze. 

“You alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost?” Jake teased as he took a few tentative steps toward the wingwoman Jake claimed to love like his own sister. “Nat?” Okay maybe the ghost joke was a little too soon. 

“You aren’t real.” Jake could see the tears welling in Natasha’s eyes as he crept closer and closer, the only sound he could hear in the deafening silence was the crunch of the gravel beneath his slippers. “No—no you aren’t real, you’re dead, I’m dreaming—“ Jake had seen this play out before, from what he could tell of time these days it wasn’t too long ago either when the WSO had come through. “You’re dead, you died in—“ 

“Hey—“ Jake cooed as he reached out to touch Natasha’s shoulder. The second Jake’s fingertips grazed Phoenixes skin? Her knees crumbled. 

“No no no!!! You aren’t real!!!” 

“Woah! Easy easy Nix, I got you—“ Jake fell with the woman he admired and wished he could have been even half as good as in the sky. “I’m sorry, I'm so sorry.” 

“You can’t be real, you're dead! You died!” Natasha whaled as her knees dug into the gravel. Jake tried his best to control one of the best aviators he’d ever had the pleasure of knowing. 

“I know, I know I did, I think you did too—“ It was a harsh reality but the only way Phoenix could be here right now was because she wasn’t living. The afterlife was pretty strict on its terms of entry. “Nix—what happened huh? Hey, it’s alright I’ve got you.” 

The only thing Jake’s question was met with was more inconsolable tears. He’d never seen Phoenix in such a state before, hell Jake wasn’t even sure Natasha was capable of working herself up to such an extent. 

When Jake looked at the palm of his hand that had been rubbing small consoling circles against, he saw what appeared to be the crimson hume of his friend's blood staining the entirety of his hand. 

What on earth had happened to Phoenix? 

“You’re covered in blood Nix, we should get you inside—“ Jake tried to get through to the woman who was clearly distraught, he knew this was a lot. Even if he was just a dream it was clear he’d done irreparable damage with his untimely departure from reality that he had to accept the consequences of those decisions. 

“I helped Rooster clean your bathroom after he found your body—“ Phoenix sobbed as she finally looked at Jake. Still crying, Phoenix shook her head in disbelief. “I flew with your body back to Texas, I consoled your family.” Jake never thought about that before, who did what after he died. “I slept on your lounge for two weeks while we all did our best to pack everything up.” 

“Nix—I don’t even know what to say.” Jake tried his best to interject, but Natasha kept going as the two sat kneeling in the gravel of the main road that led around the property. 

“And the worst part is I can’t be mad at you because I know why you did it.” Phoenix sighed heavily through a sob. 

“He’s never claimed to be a good decision maker has he Trace?” You smiled softly from the front porch as Phoenix looked up at you. “For the record I never wanted Jake to follow me, not until his time was up.” 

“Hollywood?” Phoenix sobbed again as she let Jake help her up. “You’re here too?” 

“We live here, or reside here, I think being alive is an important element of living somewhere.” You shrugged as you walked down the stairs. “What happened to you? You're covered in blood Phoenix?” 

“I uh—“ Phoenix wasn’t sure what had truly happened as she reached up and around to touch the back of her head. When she pulled her hand back to see the fresh blood on her fingertips, the sensation came flooding back. “I was arguing with my boyfriend Ryan.” 

Jake looked at you with fire in his eyes. Fuck. 

“We were supposed to be heading out for dinner, I even took the next day off so we could relax and enjoy the night.” Natasha explained as her head began to throb. “I remember being mad that he was running late, something about work and by the time he got home we’d missed our reservation.” 

“Tash—“ You cooed softly, it was a harsh topic to discuss. “Did Ryan hurt you?” As you asked, the back of Phoenix’s head began to throb, the memory was on the tip of her tongue. 

“I—I can’t remember, no—no he wouldn’t, he loved me.” The tears began to flow once more as you looked at Jake and he looked at you. Bob fell out of the sky and still made it to the ranch in one piece. Why had phoenix showed up covered in her own blood and with the back of her head cracked open like a hard boiled egg. “My head hurt so bad, the memories all fuzzy.”

“That’s alright, here—why don’t we get you inside, have a shower, take some time and hopefully it’ll start to clear up?” Jake nodded as you offered Natasha a place to stay for however long she needed. “I’ll make you some coffee.” 

“You two.” Phoenix asked as she linked her arm with Jake’s, he’d offered her a hand up the stairs knowing her legs were still properly shaking. “You changed everyone’s lives, you know that right?” It was a harsh reality to have to live with, but both you and Jake knew that your deaths affected your closest friends in ways you’d never fully understand. “Rooster, oh god Rooster—“ Phoenix sighed. “He’s just gonna be a mess, I was on the phone with him when Ryan came home.” 

“Would that have been an issue?” You asked cautiously as you opened the front door for Jake to lead Phoenix in. 

“No—no but I think he wanted to stay on the line, we’d been having some issues and you know what Bradshaw’s like, overprotective.” 

Jake couldn’t imagine what trauma Bradley would be carrying on his shoulders right now. He knew his wingman had been the one would found him in the Bathroom: 

So as Jake watched you lead Phoenix down the hall towards the bathroom, Jake couldn’t even begin to imagine the pain in Roosters chest when he ultimately found Phoenix too. 

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“AHHHHHHH!”

The sound of Phoenix screaming at the top of her lungs echoed out throughout the house. Beside you, Jake groaned into his pillow. 

“She’s going to destroy her vocal cords—“ He mumbled as you leaned over to turn his bedside table light on. “Every single time.”

“She’s lost Jake, you can’t hold it against her.” It had been a week, or at least that's what it felt like time wise, since Phoenix had shown up on the ranch. 

“AHHHHHHH!”

Everyday it began the same. Phoenix would up the driveway screw out in pain as she tried to figure out where she was and why her head hurt. You and Jake had been having the same conversation over and over with the aviator. 

“She needs to remember.” Jake nearly growled. 

“She needs empathy and emotional support, Jake I’m sure when the times right she’ll remember.” Hopefully that would be sooner rather than later. 

“Yeah, and until then we get to wake up every morning to a bloodied and screamed Phoenix.” It was now your turn to groan in slight annoyance for the early wake up call. “I’ll go get coffee started, you go collect Bloody Mary.” Jake sighed as he sat up in bed. 

“Thanks, two sugars please.” You smiled back at your husband as he padded out of the bedroom and down the hall. Jake was all but awake when a knocking at the door into his new found routine. 

“Phoenix?” Jake cautiously greeted the bloodied woman at his doorstep. “You alright?” Jake knew that Natasha wouldn’t remember him from the countless conversations they’d had over the past week. It was like her mind reset whenever she fell asleep. But this time? Phoenix remembered—

She remembered everything:

“Ryan shoved me.” She cried with painful heartbroken tears in her eyes as you came up slowly behind Jake. He felt your hand on his hip as you stilled yourself behind him. “I fell back and hit my head on the edge of the kitchen bench—“ The realisation was as heavy as her heart felt. 

“The love of my life accidentally killed me.” 

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#life after death // #bruises // jake seresin #jake seresin fanfiction #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #jake seresin imagine #jake seresin #maverick top gun #top gun fanfic #top gun fanfiction #tw: suicide

[sanemisstalker]

sekido or aizetsu with a big tol s/o, constantly pushing his head into their tibbies it's funny in my head but what do you think-

It's also funny in my head babe, we're laughing together 😭

I like to think that that Sekido would probably be doing it by the luck of the draw. Like, he never intentionally motor boats you, he's just too pissed to see three feet infront of him, he turns, and oop-

Gets even angrier, but now he's flustered. Why are you standing there? Why right there? Are you dumb? How inconvenient! How stupid!

Very embarassed he got a face full of boob- again. This is a repeat pattern at this point. You're not even inherently stealthy, he's just always mad. Even if he thinks they're really warm and cool, and kinda really hot, he's still mad

>:(

I'm tossed up on whether Aizetsu would do it subtly or not. My brain tells me he's anywhere from gently nudging and then doing a really nervous point, to slumping on top of you like you're a pillow and dragging you to the floor with him.

He'd probably be glassy eyed either way though. Doing it all too much for anyone's good. His face fully dissapears, its just his hair and little horns. You poke at his ears while he's in there, and he gets really shy about it, but he's already hiding his face sooooo-

Surprisingly, he will be bold enough to grope you. Even if you're wat bugger than him, Aizetsu is surprisingly handsy with your tits. He's very very fond of them.

#aizetsu x you #aizetsu smut #sekido smut #sekido x reader #sekido x you

[r0b1ns]

UMBRELLA ACADEMY X GN (MASC LEANING) READER

WAKING UP WITH THE THEM HEADCANONS

Characters: Klaus, Diego, Viktor, Ben (both), Allison, Lila, Luther

CW: very slight mention of spicy times

WORD COUNT: 650+

Sorry some of them are short

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KLAUS HARGREEVES

-klaus usually wakes up before you

-in some weird ass position

-he stretches, goes to the bathroom, and returns to bed

-he cuddles close to you and puts your arm around him

-its hard for him to fall asleep again

-so he traces details on your hands

-veins, lines, scars, tattoos

-sometimes mumbling something quietly

-kisses your fingers and palms

-he really wants to hug you but doesn't want you to wake up

-so when he feels you stir he whisper asks you if you're awake

-"are you awake (nickname)"

-if you are he turns to face you and hugs your waist

-likes to kiss your collarbones

-you rub his beck and play with his hair

-tells you about the weird dream he had

-you lay like this until one of you is hungry

-he complaints that you need to get out of bed

-but you drag him out and you make yourselves something to eat

DIEGO HARGREEVES

-you usually wake up at the same time

-either you're on Diego's chest or he's on your stomach

-he grunts and complains about the sun in his eyes

-you joke about him being grumpy

-than he smiles at you and and kisses your cheek

-you get up almost immediately

-he has training routine to follow

-sometimes if he finishes early he'll shower and get back to you

VIKTOR HARGREEVES

-most of the time he wakes up before you

-he just lays there with you in his arms

-just admiring your face

-he traces your features and accidentally wakes you up

-he feels bad but you reassure him it's ok

-you like to kiss him and brush his hair of his forehead

-viktor loves to just wrap his hands around you and say nothing

-but unfortunately his siblings make so much noise you can't possibly stay in bed

-you look at each other and roll your eyes

-having to get off of your comfortable bed

-you like to make breakfast cause he can't cook shit

-sorry Viktor

LILA PITTS

-there's not much to say

-she either wakes you up by kissing you

-and than it leads to more

-or she's already gone somewhere by the time you wake up

-i wish I could write more but that's it

ALLISON HARGREEVES

-you wake up before her

-you wake up hugging her in some way

-you like to caress her cheek with your thumb

-she wakes up with a smile and snuggles close to you

-asks how your night was

-likes to brush her fingers through your hair (if you have any)

-if your hair is too curly for this she just swirls it around her finger

-doesn't want to get up

-"why do we have to get up it's only 10"

-i like to think you piggy back her to the bathroom/kitchen

BEN HARGREEVES/SPARROW

HARGREAVES: -well he's a ghost

-so..

-he doesn't sleep

-but he likes to lay/float on your bed in the morning

-just watching you

-not in a creepy wat ofc

-sometimes likes to scare you

-"how long have you been here?" "Just a few hours ^_^"

SPARROW: -already awake

-like four hours before you

-when you come out of your room he smiles at you

-says "oh look who's up" in a sarcastic tone

-made breakfast for you while you were showering

-if anyone besides you two is in the kitchen he acts like he doesn't really care about you

-but everyone knows he does

LUTHER HARGREEVES

-always hugs you when you wake up

-is still asleep

-snores

-loud

-you try to tangle out of his hands but fail

-you'll have to wake him up to go to the bathroom

-wakes up like a mom

-"what? What's happened, is everything alright?"

-you say you just need to go to the bathroom

-he apologizes to you and let's go of you

-you kiss his nose and go to the bathroom

-asks you how you slept when you return with a dorky smile

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!gifs are not mine!

#tua #the umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves x reader #klaus hargreeves #diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves #viktor hargreeves x reader #viktor hargreeves #lila pitts x reader #lila pitts #ben hargreeves x reader #ben hargreeves #ben sparrow #allison hargreeves x reader #allison hargreeves #luther hargreeves x reader #luther hargreeves #x masc reader #x male reader #x gn reader #klaus hargreeves x male reader #diego hargreeves x male reader #headcanons

[violetsandfluff]

Lucid Dreaming

a/n: I’m soooo sorry this has taken forever! I hope you’re still around

wc: 1.4k

The line between friends and acquaintances was always foggy. At what point did someone go from being a casual encounter to a bosom friend? Some people seem to radiate a type of energy immediately recognizable as “friend energy,” and Shawn was one of those people for you. His gorgeous smile and contagious laugh made him enjoyable to be around, you couldn’t help it. Even if you had only met him briefly here and there, you couldn’t help but refer to him as your friend behind closed doors.

Everyone around him loved him, understandably, and it wasn’t as if they could prevent it. He was unconditionally outgoing, always ready to listen or laugh. When he talked to you, he made eye contact like you were the only thing in the world. He never failed to make you feel special, but then again, he treated everyone like that. Occasionally, (more often than not), it made you jealous to see him with anyone else but he hardly knew you. What could you expect?

“Someone’s jealous,” your best friend would tease whenever she caught you staring at him forlornly, eyes green with envy.

“I’m not jealous,” you would protest. “I don’t even know him.”

It was true that you had only been on the receiving end of his undying attention a handful of times, but you felt like the entire world rested on those moments. He haunted your dreams with his gorgeous honey-brown eyes and adorable curls, his rosy cheeks, and his uplifting, luminous smile. His lush pink lips always accompanied these dreams, along with his pearly teeth, perfectly defined abs, and smooth, able hands, which had a habit of snaking up your thighs when you least expected them.

Occasionally, he managed to lose his illustrious demeanor in your dreams, appearing as either a frat boy or an affectionate boyfriend, but he was the same Shawn both ways, the one you barely knew, yet couldn’t live without.

Almost as a survival instinct, your dreams began coming true.

One day, you ran into him at a grocery store. Miraculously, you ended up behind him in line, close enough to smell the faint, masculine scent etched into the air. He was dressed in skinny black jeans and a simple white t-shirt, accentuating his broad back and muscular shoulders. His hair was arranged in a perfect mass of curls atop his head, and you couldn’t help but admire it… until he turned around to meet you.

His dark eyebrows raised in surprise as he recognized you, and you couldn’t pull your skittish eyes from his warm, welcoming ones. Just as he opened his mouth to speak to you, the woman in front of him in line finished checking out. He turned away without a word and, once you had finished checking out, he was gone.

He was such a curse. The mere thought of him plagued your mind, making it all but impossible to concentrate on anything. Any encounter with him had you fucked for weeks; dreaming about him at night, during the day, and every moment in between.

One night, you dreamed about seeing him at the beach.

The ocean spanned endlessly before you, wafting its warm, salty breeze toward you tantalizingly. You were alone, dressed in an emerald green swimsuit that accentuated your body perfectly. A layer of sunscreen on top of your newly-tanned skin made you glow in the sunlight. Your hair was tossed carelessly into a messy bun atop your head, along with a pair of sunglasses you didn’t plan on wearing.

You laid your towel down on the sand a few yards away from the beach access and assessed your surroundings. A large group of people was congregated about waist-deep in the water, but one man, in particular, caught your attention. He was tall and muscular, his back tanned by the sun, and his helmet of curls dripping wet with saltwater.

Part of you wanted to believe this someone was Shawn. As nonchalantly as you could, you began creeping slowly closer, pretending to snap pictures of the horizon as you waded into the crystal-clear waters.

A water fight broke out among the group, and the man ducked towards you, laughing, to escape a blow from a beer can now filled with water. Your breath caught in your throat as you caught a glimpse of his face, but you couldn’t tell whether or not it was him.

He visibly noticed you, his hazel eyes fixed on you, and your heart caught in your throat. As soon as it started, however, his attention returned to the water fight.

Another night, you dreamed that you met him, suddenly an attractive bartender, at a club. And yet another night, he brought you home with him from the same club. He laid you in his bed beside him for the night, lying down himself as far away from you as he could to give you respectful space.

Before he knew it, however, you were in his arms with your face buried in his bare chest as you breathed in his scent and traced the contour of his arms, which laid in stark tan contrast against the immaculate white sheets. Your fingers roamed his unclothed upper body, tracing his intricate tattoos meticulously while he fussed over your hair.

“You can’t go to sleep with it down,” he reasoned as you fought his arms in order to trace his guitar skyline tattoo. “It’ll get all tangled and knotty. If you’ll let me braid it, it’ll be smooth and wavy when you wake up. It won’t take forever, I promise.”

“Can you do it later?” you bargained as your hands ventured to his pecs once more to feel the hard muscles move beneath your palms as he rolled over to face you.

“It’s past midnight already, darling. Don’t you think sleep should be a priority?”

“No,” you stated blankly, mulling the situation over in your head before adding, “but I will let you braid my hair.”

Shawn’s fingers made quick work of weaving your hair into two broad French braids. He admired his work once he was done.

“It’s about bedtime now, don’t you think?” he asked sheepishly, to your dismay.

“Please, let me finish tracing your tattoos,” you pleaded, reaching for his hand and clutching it to your chest.

“Finish the swallow and we can go to sleep,” he compromised. “You can finish in the morning. You’re much drunker than I am, but we could both use the rest.”

It was true that you were exhausted at that moment, longing to curl up against your hookup’s chest and melt into him as your world dissolved into that of a dream. The temptation overcame you. You lost yourself in his comforting warmth as his hands caressed your back steadily. His chest rose and fell beside you, creating a rhythm that lulled you to sleep.

Your subconscious made you feel safe and secure encompassed in Shawn’s strong arms, and beside his broad, muscular chest. When you awoke in the morning, feeling rejuvenated and chipper, you reached for him as you had done every morning you’d woken up beside him. Something was different, though.

Shawn was nowhere to be found.

You opened your eyes to see your own familiar bed, in your own familiar bedroom, and the same familiar sunlight streaming through your sheer curtains.

A dissatisfied puff of air escaped your lips as you tried to recall the dream, now hazy in your mind. All you could think about was Shawn, and how the truth was that he could be anywhere with anyone right then, and you had no say in it. Your dream world could be some lucky person’s reality, and you would never know.

A tear of frustration slipped from your tear line down your cheek, but before you could wipe it away, a smooth, low voice cut through your silence.

“I didn’t know you were still here.”

“What?”

“Nothing. I just thought you’d gone home.” You felt the side of the bed dip as he sat down on it, rolling onto his side and perching his chin on your shoulder. He moved his large hands to your hips, holding them tightly as he kissed your cheek. His pink lips were smooth and consoling against your skin.

You allowed them to roam freely across your face and travel down your neck and shoulders, left exposed by a skimpy spaghetti-strap tank top. His fingers ran down your arms delicately, conditioned and calloused by his guitar strings. Goosebumps rose in the wake of his touch.

“Oh, look at you,” he hummed, pleasantly surprised by the slick, moist coating in your panties upon further inspection. “All it takes is for me to leave, hm? Tell me, dear. What were you up to while I was gone?”

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[nooks-cranny-mogai]

I think the thing that pisses me off most about proshippers is that they aren't critical of anything for fear of being seen as mean and they won't condemn things beyond a disclaimer, especially if it's one of their own making something incredibly offensive. They also have booktok fanfic brain and over glorify fanfiction.

They are rarely actual critical consumers and whenever you point out how it's problematic to display an abusive relationship as positive, they don't go to the same opinion as abuse victims and therapists and anyone with common sense, they go to this mystical magical place where they act like writers are ~nebulous unreachable and silent gods who we'll never know the true intentions of~ as if these writers are untouchable therefore we must assume they know that was a poor representation and were doing it on purpose to challenge society.

Except here's the thing...

The social idea that abuse is bad doesn't need to be challenged, you sound like a qanoner or a certain brand of male comedian. Abuse is bad. You don't need to challenge that. You don't need to play devil's advocate. There are people actually harmed by this, people who were victims of abuse but didn't see it as abuse because they were surrounded by media that told them that's not abuse. I can personally attest to that. 50s housewives can attest to that.

Its this weird stand your ground space. Where any challenge makes you a bully. They want to push social boundaries and explore dark topics but they won't do so responsibly. They do so recklessly, with no research, and with the mindless thought string of fandom interpretation. Which isn't always correct. Its why you still have people today defending endeavor. This man beat his wife, killed one of his children, abused the other two and parentified his only daughter then sent his abused wife into a psychiatric facility because she had an episode of insanity that hurt her child in a way endeavor was doing the whole fucking time. And people still defend him. Or say horikoshi is "exploring dark topics and beaten wife syndrome" he isn't, your giving him too much praise. He wants to give endeavor a redemption arc, grow up.

This isn't dark fiction. This isn't "exploring the darker parts of society" when your fanfic reads as a positive take on abuse and abusive behaviors. Incest never works out because it has power Imbalances, it is dangerous and usually the result of abuse and neglect. Abusive relationships, by virtue of being abusive, are not nor ever sexy and if you find it sexy, you either do not understand the seriousness of abuse and need to educate yourself or you have a serious problem and need to seek help. Pedophilia is abusive and unequal and takes advantage of a child for sexual gain.

Things that deeply hurt people are not sexy and the moment you find yourself garnering interest in them, you need to seek help. Because soon your defensiveness will kick in and you will be defending it to defend yourself and you are an ally to abusers, never victims. Writing these things is not a copeing strategy, posting them is propaganda.

For the love of fuck, writing a tiny disclaimer after you write the incest show is not good enough. Its not good enough for the victims and you are not a fucking artiste who is showing the world a darker topic, your a fucking AO3 author and you write smut for your favorite pair of siblings. Many people have done what you're doing before and many more will and you're not special or engaging. You're sad. You're probably a victim of abuse and writing your abuse story as romantic over and over and over again will only result in pain for yourself and everyone around you.

Venting is fine but don't post that shit. Don't make them kiss and ride off into the sunset because that's not the way abuse works. These things have killed people and you are burning everyone around with the fire you're playing with. Learn how to handle the torch or don't be surprised when people blast your ass with water to stop you from spreading harmful ideas.

If you can see why nazi propaganda is bad and should be silenced, you can see why things that spread harmful ideas about abuse, incest, pedophilia and other problematic topics must be silenced. The only people who like your "art" are fellow abusers, pedophiles and comphiles and you don't want those people in your spaces. I promise you, you don't want those to be the company your seen with.

#fuck proshitters #fuck proshippers #anti proshippers only #anti proship #anti proshitter #proship dni #clover speaks #clover hates #clover rants

[starfxkr]

running errands all day with pervy bsf!jj. he’d spend half his time either looking up your skirt or finding wats to “accidentally” pinch your ass when you bend over. and he pretends to be apologetic about it because its not like you did it on purpose right?

i mean what are the chances you spent hours the night before hemming your skirt shorter and picking out the same pair of panties you saw him “discreetly” staring at when he was rifling through your stuff when he came over the other day?

#jj maybank prompt #✨.txt

[komitomi]

Fateful Encounter. // Chapter iv.

Neteyam x F!reader

prologue || chapter i || chapter ii || chapter iii || chapter v

warnings: angst, sadness, war, mentions of guns, reader kills quaritch, neteyam dies but is revived, not proofread.

English is in italics.

wordcount: 2.7k

A/N: so i basically changed most of the plot from avatar 2 cause obviously there will be a different outcome, and uhm nobody dies except the villains!! soo hooray ig, reader doesn't know spider because she didn't have a chance to ever meet him.

“War.” as soon as the words leave her mouth your eyes widen, “What do you mean by war?” you ask shakily, “They're destroying villages, ecosystem, killing the oceanic life as a way to threaten people, its- it's a fucking mess.” aria grits her teeth, trying to control her anger.

“y/n, we are moving to the village, fetch jake as soon as possible.” she says and you nod, “oh and also– eat and save up as much as energy possible, you probably will need that for the war.” she says and you nod again, before going to the cafeteria.

You noticed everyone was eating in bulks, preparing for the war and you do the same, sitting next to one of your colleague, kiara, “It's going to be a war apparently.” she speaks and you gulp, “Yeah the RDA are fucking idiots.” you curse them under your breath making her chuckle.

“We heard you located jake sully, we all will be making our way there soon, we already wrecked RDA's fort in the sea, but prior to that they had already launched a few ships(?) Is that what you call them?” she says and you take in all the details she's telling you, “And that's the ship which is going around and causing havoc, they have a human with them who is fluent in Na'vi, helping them, we're not sure if he's willingly doing that but whatever it is, it needs to be stopped.” she finishes her words before taking in another bite of her food.

You looked down, feeling useless for an odd reason, your peers have been actively engaging in battle with the RDA, even managing to cause damage to them yet you only located jake sully and nothing more, you haven't managed to convince him yet either, you groan in frustration, your self doubts and inferiority complex trying to eat you up.

“Hey, it's okay.” Kiara says almost as if she understood you, you give her a reassuring smile before you both finish your food and get up, making your way to the room.

You quickly get back in the link unit and try to connect to your avatar.

You open your eyes again in your avatar body, feeling energized, you take in your surroundings, neteyam was still asleep, his arms wrapped around your waist, hugging you to him, you slowly unwrap his hands and get up, before quickly making your way to jake's marui, it was raining and you notice how the olo'eyktan tonowari was already present there, you quickly make your wat there.

You greet both of them and they turn to look at you, “Mr. Sully” you call out while gasping for air, “its officially started.” you say confusing him, “War, war has begun.” you say making him gasp and tonorwari nods, “the RDA troops– are near.” you say and jake looks at tonowari, “that is what I was talking to him about, earlier.” he says.

Jake breathes in deeply, closing his eyes, neytiri has heard everything too, jake knew what he needed to do, he opened his eyes slowly looking before looking at you and tonowari, giving him a nod, “Let's prepare.” he says and that's all you and tonowari needed to hear.

Neteyam stirs in his sleep, hands frantically searching for you as he feels nothing but empty space beside him, his eyes shoot open before he looks around, he noticed that it was raining, before he could go out and look for you, a horn was blown, indicating an emergency clan meeting, he quickly went to where the clan has gathered.

He noticed you in the crowd, quickly making his way to you, cupping your face as you looked up at him, people were muttering to themselves wondering what was happening, until tonowari spoke up, “The sky people, are coming.” he said making everyone gasp, “We have to prepare for battle.” he says making everyone hiss, they all scream in unison before they turn to look at you, neteyam holds you close to his chest before things can escalate further tonowari shouts “STAY CALM!” making everyone go silent immediately.

“There are good sky people and bad one, we are against war with the bad one... called? Rrr D Ah.” he tries his best to speak the english letters and you give him a nod, “The great warrior and toruk makto, Jake, will lead you. Along with the newer warrior, Y/n.” he says and that was when jake steps up as tonowari called him over, before you leave neteyams arms and go into the center of attention.

“There will be troops sent to us soon, to aid us in battle against RDA.” you say and jake sully nods before he speaks up and explains the plan as well.

As time passed by, the dread of war grew, neteyam was trying to calm you down, you were getting anxious as time goes by, pacing around the room, neteyam pulls you unto his lap hugging you, you immediately relax in his hold, “Love, please do not worry.” he says kissing your neck and you look up at him. “I'm just– you know what, you're right.” you caress his face.

Oh how much you've learnt to love this man in the past few months, he had been hostile of you at first until he finally opened up to you, never leaving your side since then, your mind was plagued by negative thoughts, you knew that war will always accompany deaths, this hurts your heart, knowing you could be loosing your troops, your colleagues.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by a huge horn and exploding noises, you and neteyam both stood up, grabbing your respective weapons, before looking at each other and heading off.

It was here.

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You looked at the submarines and ships that have come, they outnumbered you the clan, heck, even if they didn't, they have far more advanced weapons which could destroy and blow up the entire village in no time.

You don't know how much time has passed since you last saw neteyam, you both went your separate ways, fighting for the people, fending off the RDA machines, you were losing hope as they kept coming and coming, almost like no end until you saw a couple of aircraft flying in, shooting down the RDA boats.

You immediately smiled, finally. Took them long enough, you thought, “EVERYONE! do not attack the machines in the sky! they are friends.” you say, into the thing wrapped around your neck, it was a communication device which you provided everyone in the clan with to communicate better.

When the clan was preparing for battle you quickly retreated into the forest and to your abandoned air craft before you found a bunch of communication devices and weapons stored in the emergency part of the plane, which is where you got them from, providing jake sully with an advanced gun since he was the only trained person to use it along with you.

You guys quickly retreated back to the land as the explosions were getting intense, radiating deadly heat, it seems most of the metkayina have also retreated as your people were constantly launching the weapons at the RDA troops.

You made your way through the people and spotted ronal and everyone else but you weren't able to find the sully family anywhere, so you assumed they would be at the main ship, where quaritch was located, you quickly jumped into the water and your skimwing came to you immediately, you connected your queues and went off to find them.

You noticed jake sully and his family gathered around someone, along with another human boy, and you quickly made your way there, your heart dropped in your stomach as you let go of your skimwing and made it onto the land.

Eyes widening as you took in the sight in front of you, neteyam was badly injured, you noticed as lo'ak pressed his hand unto his chest, blood pooling around it and your mind went blank, you were frozen in shock.

“Y/n....” neteyam called out to you making everyone turn to look at you with tears in their eyes, 'no no no no, this can't be happening.' you tell yourself.

You quickly snap out of your frozen state and go next to neteyam, he looks up at you with the same love filled eyes as you hug his hand, “nete-neteyam, you'll be fine, you— you will be o-okay.” you say trying to not panic as you notice his breathing getting gradually slower.

You close your eyes, blinking away your tears, “oh eywa, great mother, please no no no” you beg as you slowly watch neteyam's pupils shift in size, indicating that he won't be making it, you held him close to you.

You shouldn't have left him, this is so cruel of fate, separating you guys at the beginning of the war only for you to see him again as he's taking his last breath, “oh great mother, please help. please.” you start sobbing.

It seems that eywa has heard your calls when suddenly an aircraft floats lands next to you, you realised that it was your troops, they seemed to have spotted this situation from above and landed here, you noticed the girl from the cafeteria earlier, Kiara.

“Oh my god! He's bleeding badly, quick!” she yells as few others come out of the aircraft with advanced medical equipment, they notice that it's an open wound, they lay him on his side as the other person behind him presses hard onto his back where he was bleeding out of, they quickly inject a numbing medicine near his shoulder before using the medical thread and needle to seal his wound up as soon as they can.

By the time they are finally done patching it up, it seems neteyam had already taken his last breath, eyes closed, his heart no longer beating, the small monitor showing a flat line, making your eyes widen as you nudge him, shake him, literally anything to make him alive, you sit back on your heels taking in the sight in front of you, tears streaming down your face as your mind goes blank, watching as neytiri holds her son to her chest crying and wailing, jake seemed to be the same as you, emotionally blank, and lo'ak looking at the blood in his hands, crying.

“Y/n— he's still warm.” neytiri notices, immediately telling you, it seems that kiara had also understood what it meant and asks the people to bring out the defibrillator.

When the Na'vi truly die, their temperature immediately drops, their bodies become cold almost instantly, neteyam still being warm meant that he was still alive, even tho his heart has stopped beating.

Neytiri quickly gets out of their way as they apply a protection layer on the electric tools before placing them appropriately on his chest, “one, two, three go.” kiara says, and an electric buzz is heard as neteyam chest rises and falls still.

A few more tries was all it took until finally a sharp inhale is heard from his body as his heart starts beating again, he was breathing again, and his heart beat was also stable but the one thing is that he hasn't opened his eyes yet.

You hear jake let out a sigh of relief until his face drops again, you could hear a voice coming from his earpiece but couldn't make out what it was saying “where are your sisters?” he asks lo'ak, “i- i do not know–” before lo'ak can finish his sentence tsireya interrupts, “in the ship, they're in the ship” as she wipes her tears away, “I'll show you the way.” the human boy says, grabbing jakes arm, “they have our daughters.” he says which makes neytiri look at him at shock before her face twists in anger, she had almost lost her son, and now her daughters are threatened.

“Wait!” kiara exclaims into her earpiece you look at her confused, “They have their daughters on the ship, you cannot bomb it.” she says harshly and your eyes widen as you look at the aircraft floating above the ship, neytiri starts to panic at that and jake calms her down, “calm! have a strong heart, let's go get our daughters.” he says before neytiri calms down and nods.

Lo'ak gets up to follow them telling him he wants to help him, but jake stops him, glancing at his oldest son before looking back at him, “You've done enough.” and jake and neytiri take off.

Lo'ak quickly follows them shortly after, you do the same, you reassure tsireya to stick with neteyam and along with your peers before jumping into the ocean, and swimming your way towards the boat.

Your heart was filled with rage, almost losing your mate, the man who you learnt to love so much, to RDA, the name alone filled you with disgust, they had done this before too, taking many innocent lives with no remorse, many Na'vi lost their life, and so did few innocent humans, they really had no fucking shame, you were blinded by rage as you recall all the horrible things they have done, you quickly grabbed the gun that was on the floor shooting any human on sight.

By the time you had made your way to where jake sully was, you noticed how there were makeshift cuffs wrapped around jake sully's arms, his weapon was thrown on the floor, you noticed how kiri was held under the knife of quaritch, threatening jake that if he comes with the RDA then he would let his daughters go, and jake was about to do that until quaritch dropped dead, which then revealed you behind him.

You were behind him, he was so off guard to notice your presence, you aimed your gun at his head and shot him, a bullet to his head, this had shocked literally everyone, jake looked up at you as he gulped, your pupils were wide, tail wagging threatningly slowly behind you, as you approached his body, no one dared to say anything.

The human boy was shocked and kiri looked at you, “Let's leave, they're about to bomb this ship.” you say and you all leave together, going to where neteyam was, you watch as the aircraft from above drops a big weapon making the ship explode in the water, the impact causes the water to splash in all direction, hitting nearby structures with such a great force causing the other boats near by to be succumbed into the water drowning everything.

The radiation of the explosion hits all of you, making you want to peel your skin off due to how warm it was getting until the water cools it down.

When you finally reach to where neteyam was, he was still unconscious, however his face looks more relaxed than it did, “he's in a coma, don't know when he'll wake up.” kiara says and you gladly accept it, anything was better than him being dead.

All of you hug each other, as the war had come to an end, the multiple aircrafts land on the water, becoming pseudo boats, you quickly spot one coming over to you where you guys were, you all quickly get on and it drops you off at your village.

Neteyam was taken to your marui, he was laid down on the ground, a makeshift pillow support his head as he was given iv fluids so his body is hydrated, you hugged his hand rubbing it against your cheek.

Neytiri put her hand on your shoulder and you look up at her, she pulls you into a hug and you break down in her arms, she has accepted you finally, you couldn't blame her for being hostile obviously, you witnessed what humans could do yourself, you slowly slip into unconscious in her arms, you were so fucking tired.

You wake up, but this time it wasn't in your human body, but in the middle of nowhere, everything around you was surrounded by light before you heard a voice, it sounded like it was coming from inside you, a thank you was said, before you could try to figure out what it was, you wake up in your human body.

You were confused, this has never happened before, you get up from your link unit and see almost everyone the same, you spot kiara before you run over to her and hug her tightly, “thank you.” you say and she hugs you back, smiling at you.

“It's meeting time!”

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[gurorori]

umm re: prev post i will say it anyway since this is a safe space...

#it might b a lil over the top but #i keep thinkin of. my own complexes in relation to humanity n nature n love n d3@th #fact is i cant handle d3@th #which may come as a surprise since im SO heavily into the grotesque n the macabre #perhaps im guilty of referencin myself so much in the mika i write but #i think he cant handle it either. i don think he can handle losin a loved one to it & i think hes terrified of it to the point of panic n #obsession #i Think the most terrifyin part to me is havin no control over it #ithink mika wud b inclined to take matters into his own hands iykwim. cause dat takes the control back from the fear #i know wantin to 'preserve' the beauty of his subject is more of a Shu characteristic generally - ie the whole doll thing - but i think #mika wld b prone to smth similar with his stubborness & aversion to change & the conflict i mentionrd before #(projection lvl 2000) #of course it has to b romantic though. so all i can think of is mika takin care of his partners body one last time before #endin their life - i havnt decided yet if itd b likr. quick n painless or drawn out n passionate. i dumno if he'd wanna damage #their body far too much or make it unrecognisable #BUT HERES TEH BEST PART. mikas love for stuffies. plushies. teddies. #i can imagine him sewin a very special one. its fluffy n big n huggable #wudn dat b the most Mika way of immortalisin his darlin cuz i sure think it is #so wat if the teddy is soppin with blood as he clings onto it with tremblin hands #etc n so on #does this sound too silly?

[narcissistcookbook]

Do you have any thoughts about the boundary between inspiration and plagiarism? I'm working on my own poem heavily inspired by "I HAVEN'T WRITTEN THIS ONE YET BUT I'M SURE I'LL THINK OF SOMETHING" about my own relationship with work and motivation. making a plea to several different gods and exploring how their domains match up with my executive dysfunction issues.

IHWTOYBISITOS has been my absolute favorite song for the past several months since I discovered it. and I wanted to try my own hand at imitating the righteous prose you use to explore a less than healthy relationship with the god(s) the prose is directed towards. But I also want to be very careful to not completely copy your work. I know there's the argument that all work is derivative etc but I'm curious to hear any insight you might have on the matter.

i nicked the original idea from Alan Moore, who was talking about researching esoteric gods until you find one that resonates with you, and try praying to it - either as a religious act, or a magical act, or just a personal game to see how it feels

honestly i wouldn't be too afraid of stealing ideas unless you're actively trying to pass off someone else's idea as your own (when i was a kid i tried to convince my friends i'd written The Party Song by Blink 182, and there's an argument to be made that everything i've done since is to prove that i *could* have written that song so it wasn't that cringe actually). especially in the early years of learning How To Art, stealing and riffing on other people's ideas is an essential part of learning how art works and what you love about the things that move you.

examples!

the bo-diddly beat is so firmly associated with its creator that it's named after him, but you probably know it as the beat that George Michael's Faith is built around, or Black Horse And The Cherry Tree by KT Tunstall. oh, and Bo Diddly said he just nicked it from gospel music he heard growing up

the dolly zoom was explicitly invented (as far as i know) by alfred hitchcock for Vertigo (26s in), it's even known as the Vertigo Effect, but it's since become a core part of the language of cinema to show a character going "fuckin wat". that's not even how hitchcock pioneered it! here it is being used in Jaws famously, in Guardians Of The Galaxy 2, and in Squid Game.

aaand HP Lovecraft of course, whose story style inspired so many incredible writers so directly that some of their work is explicitly set within his world and using his characters (Neil Gaiman, Stephen King, Alan Moore, China Miéville)

So!

be mindful of what you're stealing from and how you're stealing it, but absolutely steal

#the narcissist cookbook #lovecraft #inspiration #plagiarism

[mazeofyeni]

(🔴) ... [ NOW PLAYING ] [SKZ CODE] EP.43 - 44 환승 아일랜드 (EXCHANGE ISLAND) !

💞💭: for the sake of the chapteres , who ever she ends up with pretend their partner went with someone else.

♡... her outfit for the video !

"hey." she waved to the camera , smiling. "It's been two years since i didn't get pick by anyone." she laughed , remember the christmas office episode. "and it's winter time, and its lonely." she shrugged. "who wants to be alone for christmas and the new year?"

[ she doesn't mean it , she's actually happy to be here ]

"hi." she walked into the cabin , unzipping her jacket. "how old are you?" han immediately asked. "im 22." she responded. "ah pretty." chan praised. "thank you." she smiled.

"sit right here." hyunjin offered her a seat , next to him. "thank you." she sat down , taking her jacket off. "here." chan gave her pillow to cover her stomach.

"how have you all been after leaving the company?" han asked. "i opened up a clothing store." she said. "ah you must know a lot about clothes?" felix asked. "no , her parents opened it up for her , she's rich." seungmin said.

"let her talk." han played along , since he and seungmin were supposed to exs. "neither of you speak." she laughed at their bickering. "it's new so i don't have many people." she continued. "come by and I'll give you a discount, thank you."

she listened to the rest of them answer. "then everyone enjoy your selves." seungmin pointed out the drinks on the table.

chan handed her a drink , taking a sip , watching the couch argue back and forth with seungmin. "anyways , help yourselves." he said once they were done.

"we'll be looking for new partners here today , i've completely forgotten my past pain." she gave him a thumbs up. "good job , you should never get back with and ex." she said.

"never?" felix asked. "never , no."

[ baby tiger is adamant about not rehashing old memories ]

"why are you here?" chan asked her. "because it's sad being alone , it's hard out here." he pouted. "so sad , i know how you feel." "plus i have to do everything myself if i have a partner i wouldn't have to do that."

"then get a maid." seungmin said. "i'd still be lonely , and my bank account isn't set up for that , i am broke."

"so you want someone to do things for you?" felix asked. "yes."

[ EXchange island / mini heart kids room ] [choose an anonymous answer to a question , if you pick each others answer , you're partners ! ]

"we had you all write answers to some questions in advance, should we take a look?"

hyunjin ended up guess her which ended up making them partners m, which everyone was really no shock from by anybody. "of course , he has the guide book of kaia." han made everyone laugh , the boys ears turning red.

she got into the front seat since hyunjin was the one who was driving. changbin and chan in the back seat.

"you've looked out the window whole time." hyunjin said. "why?" she shrugged , he held out his hand. "seriously?"

he nodded , she grabbed a hold of his. "look at her ears turning red." chan squealed , reaching in the front to squish her face. "ah cute!"

"i want to wat tangerines." she playfully gasped at him. "yah hwang hyunjin." he kept his eyes on the road , muttering another what."

"she's allergic to tangerines , if your partner can't eat them , then you shouldn't eat them either." changbin scolded. "would you stop eating tangerines for me?"

he laughed nervously , "i-i really like tangerines."

"they're having trouble already." changbin teased.

[ they're just joking , he can eat as many tangerines as he wants. ]

"i wont eat them around you , so you wont feel bad , okay?" she laughed. "okay!" chan shook his head , "compromise , thats whats it all about."

they finally arrived at the spot, finding all their seats , sitting down facing each other — laughing as soon they made eye contact.

"w-why?" he smiled. "it feels so awkward." she scratched the back of head. "am i too handsome?" he easily flirted back making the girl even more nervous. "mhm." this made his ears red.

"why'd you choose my answer?" she asked. "i wanted to choose you." he said. "ah with me?" he nodded , she laughed. "you're too flirty today." she said. "let's take a walk." he said. "okay , let's go." she stood up , and they started on their walk.

[ kaia: he's normally not flirty , he's normally shy .... i kinda like it when he's shy , i don't really like it when he's flirty *laughs* ]

they walked down the paths , looking at all the flowers and other things , talking and joking about random things , before she stopped. "let's take some pictures."

she stood in front of the flowers , while he took a bunch of photos. "ah , pretty!" he said. "come on , let's take one together." he held out her phone , standing next to him. "1.2.3" he snapped the photo. "great!" he said handing her the phone back. "they came out good." she said.

making their way up to the spot where seungmin and felix were , sitting down next to felix.

[next episode]

she sat down at the table , taking a sip of her drink. "so." he started. "let's break up." she said , his eyes widened. "what?" he said. "let's remain friends, okay?"

"why?" he asked. "do you like someone else?"

"no i don't like anybody else." she tried not to smile. "okay." he said. "let's be friends." he held his hand out , she took it, shaking it. "friends."

"let's go downstairs." she stood up. "okay."

[ like a scene from a kdrama ]

they all met back up downstairs. "did you all enjoy your dates?"

"i felt like that they werent the one." she rolled her eyes. "whats up with you." she laughed watching him put his arm over i.n. "i didn't dislike them , but they didn't feel like the one."

"hyunjin, could you take your arm off of him." jisung said. "it's been 5 minutes she said. "you're not partners yet."

for their next partner, she ended getting paired up with seungmin. "yah kim seungmin." she said. "let's be friends." he said before she could, everyone was shocked. "already , you guys didn't even leave?" they laughed.

[ please don't be mistaken kaia and seungmin and get along just fine ]

"can you even drive?" seungmin sat in the passengers seat. "you can't drive so how would you even know." she got into the drivers seat. "sit back and put your seat belt on."

she pulled out of the parking lot driving off. "you aren't that bad of a driver as i thought."

[ kaia: we don't really click like that , it's just no chemistry ]

she pulled into the parking lot. "is it enough room?" he looked out the window. "yeah i cant get out."

they made their way into the place after meeting up with everyone. she sat down at the table where they had placed the food , everyone digging into the different side dishes.

"how was your drive here?" felix asked her and seungmin. "boring." they both said. "we've declared our friendship but i don't even think we can be friends." her mouth dropped open. "im sorry." He said putting a piece of meat in the bowl. "don't be sad , okay!" she smiled, taking a bit of food.

"is it good?" chan asked her putting another piece of meat on her place, she smiled , nodded , he chuckled. "cute."

"who did you go on a date with." she pointed to hyunjin. "was it fun?" she shrugged. "it was okay, he flirts too much." she said. "i get flustered easily, and he flirted a lot it made me nervous." she said.

"she flirted back." he said. "ah so feelings were reciprocated?" changbin said. "i did , but im naturally like that." she explained. "he isn't like that, so it was a shock." she said. "ah so it was so hard for you to adjust." she nodded. "yes , exactly."

"let's play never have i ever." they all held there hands up. "hold a finger up if someone made your heart flutter." she put her finger down. "put a finger down if you changed your mind during this dinner." she put her finger down. "ah really?" jisung asked. "yeah , my heart was persuaded."

[ kaia: i choose chan , throughout the whole day he was caring for me and it made my heart flutter , i like when people are caring ]

they finally reached the point where they found there final pair , they played a game to decide who would go in order.

it was her turn so she stood up. "Im actually curious , because who could it be?" han said. "if it wasn't hyunjin then who?"

she walked around the table once , before circling back around her elders arm. "me!" he exclaimed. "mhm." he stood up , hugging her. "this is so surprising." he said. "let's go."

he ended up driving , she sat in the passengers seat , putting her seat belt on. "why did you choose me?" he asked. "because you cared for me a lot today." you said. "you fed me, you got my pillow to cover me , i like that." she said. "yeah?" she nodded. "i do."

[ bonus behind the scenes ]

filming one of her confessions. "yah! why are you saying i flirt too much?" hyunjin shouted. "stop interrupting me." she pushed him away. "stop fighting." he hugged her. "hyunjin stop it." she laughed.

sitting in the car with chan. "yah , kaia , did you choose channie hyung because felix was too caught up on changbin." I.n shouted. "Kaia , im sorry." she stuck her head out the window. "i don't want to hear it , that's why channie hyung is better than you!"

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[lakesbian]

five FUCKING am and i am too busy being autistic about alec vasil to sleep. aisha & alec is a fucking nuts good character dynamic to just Casually Slide Into The Background. and the thing that’s REALLY fucked up and evil about it is that it genuinely would not work any other way. their narrative would not Work if they were not constantly in the narrative background because they as people are defined by being in the background. alec is traumatized in this very specific way that means he’s fully aware he doesn’t really know how to be a person like everyone else. he’s fully aware that something fundamental everyone else has was taken from him long ago. so despite the fact that he dresses incredibly ostentatiously, that he loves being pampered, that he wears a little crown, that his power is at its most fundamental level the ability to force other people to obey and prioritize him, he intentionally makes himself a background character in other ppl’s lives. because on some level he knows that if he Doesn’t, if anyone pays too much attention to him, they’re going to notice that he is incredibly fucked up and has just been ad-libbing his way through trying to be a vaguely decent-ish person distinct from the gaping soul-wound the first thirteen years of his life left him with. 

and then you have aisha, whose. (okay my aishanalysis is still somewhat unformed but i Will pay even more attention to her and conduct some proper Scientific Aisha Studies on my upcoming reread.) but anyway then you have aisha, whose life has been defined by either being ignored and dismissed or targeted with entirely the wrong kind of attention. her defense mechanism is that Nobody Fucking Notices her, and her biggest problem is also that Nobody Fucking Notices her. she’s in a constant struggle between the trauma-induced tendency to very literally make herself disappear by default and between the fact that she Wants to be noticed, she wants to have people who pay enough attention to her & care about her enough to give her autonomy, she wants to have people who see her as her instead of as an object of annoyance or desire. and despite the fact that nearly everything she does is a simultaneous cry for both attention and autonomy, she still ironically fades into the background, constantly dismissed by those around her as an irritation just in the way enough to be occasionally noticeable.  

and like. they do both stay in the background for pretty much the entire story. aisha develops significantly more than alec because she didn’t get fucking smote, but none of the circumstances that led to their background positions ever change enough for taylor to get a full grasp on what either of them are like beyond their roles in the peripheral of her life. she sees aisha as an annoyance to rein in. when alec dies and aisha says that “the best part of him would have killed his dad, too,” taylor not only doesn’t understand what she means, but dismisses the idea without a second thought. it’s taylor’s story and they’re just living in the background of it.

but. despite the fact that they are background characters and they Remain background characters. they do find each other. boy who is intentionally side-charactering himself so that no one notices how fucked up he is meets girl who really does not want to be a side character but is anyway, and they see each other in a way no one else sees them. they spend vast portions of the text connecting in the background, with that connection alluded to only through one-off lines and sparsely connected details. and that connection does eventually become so important that it results in something extreme enough for everyone else to notice--alec killing himself for the slightest chance that aisha might live--but the events leading up to the moment alec steps out of the peripheral for aisha? never explicitly detailed, only alluded to. there’s the outline of a love story going on there and it’s kept private solely because no one cared enough to watch. there were parts of alec that only aisha saw and there are parts of aisha that only alec has seen, and isn’t that beautiful? but the only reason that’s true is because nobody else ever saw either of them, and isn’t that fucking tragic?

genuinely fucking deranged character dynamic. background pairing defined explicitly and entirely by the fact that it’s In The Background. i am So mad that we never get to yank the curtain back and find out precisely what was going on back there, and i’m equally obsessed w/ the fact that we’re forced to just watch their shadows thru the curtain instead, because both of them are characters defined by the fact that the curtain is there in the first place.

(obligatory endnote i say ‘love story’ but ‘love’ is not an inherently romantic word etc etc. when taylor says she doesn’t know if it’s romantic or platonic but they’re Together, that’s true. i have my own takes on what mix of romantic and platonic their relationship is but the only part that’s really important is that they’re Together. as per usual, the details are kept solely between the two of them.)

#worm #head in my hands jesus christ. this is probably incoherent but now that i've expelled it from my brain maybe i can go to bed #i am going to put alec vasil and aisha laborn in the microwave of my brain and cook on high and watch them rotate #The Shitheads

[rocketturtle4]

The Eclipse Ep 12 - Lets Finish up this thing

@wen-kexing-apologist @plantsarepeopletoo @thegalwhorants @grapejuicegay Once more into the breach

Oh started with the Principal and Chadok, and Lying??

Also I just realised Thua never talked about riling up the protestors so they may have done that on their own, he was a late game mastermind not from the beginning.

Akk & Ayan, Is this the past or the present?

OH THEY WERE FILMING

Akk and Thua are getting investigated, quencies incoming

FECK YOU BITCH

Oh god I have a bad feeling about my upcoming emotions:

this is going to hurt

also the line after this isn't translated I will need to figure out what it is especially since they both shake their heads after

Eclipse: Roll credits

CMON, HE CAN'T SAY IT

and CRYING

SEE I TOLD YOU THIS WAS GOING TO HURT

and he couldn't do it ahhhh poor boy, it's not on you

Back to the teachers

OOOOOH Loop Hole

"Suppalo Must Adjust" DAMN RIGHT

Yes RESIGN DO IT BE FREE

what on earth does that hug mean, how close were they?

To the cliff

aww he gave him the diary

Back to the school

apologising to the protestors, good,

Aww Akk and Thua are still friends, good,

Oh Parents

They gonna come out? or is this just about Akk

oh by himself? aw he gonna cry again isn't he

YEP THERE'S THE CRYING

how many significant people do you have in your life? aww they all called, He's still worried about disappointing them RELATABLE AS EVER

noW HES COMING OUT

I feel like every person needs someone to say this to them

ooop there it is and MORE CRYING

And now I have parent envy, also this was beautiful.

OH AYAN WANTS TO BE SEEN

It's so scary everytime isn't it

CMON AKK YOU CAN DO IT! YEEEESSSS!

Seriously where do I get an Ayan???

aww sweet boy you didn't ruin the film

Teasing each other is cute but you should just say what you want

awww cuddles

and THERE WE GO

tasteful fade to black is making me lol because only friends is coming

Competitive till the end I see (this would totally be me lol)

All the friends appeared! (including the teacher??)

CHEEKY CHEEKY

And we're watcing the film as part of the final resolution lol thought so

and he get's to see himself be sad

"You were so sincere" "How could I delete it" Wat is Legit

More coming out for the win!

Ouch

arbitrary guitar playing and singing

More Akk & Aye sweetness its so GOOD

"Without you, I have no idea how I'd get through all that" Me either sweet boy I'm glad Ayan was there for you, I was so afraid you'd leave him in a fit of self-destruction

Aww Khan and Thua sweetness too

Your honour I love them

back to school, YOU GOT THIS

Ayan is still not wearing his blazer lol

AWW they were greeted by the protestors

Damn, Mes is suffering too they really want to hammer home that this wasn't good for anyone

"School is worthwhile when it's students recognise their own worth" I'm going to have to put that up on the wall of my classroom if I ever have one (I'm teacher trained)

this is so important for the reshaping of his identity and sense of self, I'm glad they did this

Namo was made a prefect...good for him I guess

Wat is president...yay? Not sure how I feel about that, did he want it?

Oh the teacher's learnt something lol, Teachers should always learn from their students

MATCHING HOODIES

Oh they let the uncle go

THEY'RE PINNING EACH OTHERS BADGES STAAAP I'M DYING

My love Language is here

MORE VERBAL CONSENT AND KISSING

My sweet boy said he loved Ayan

DONE

Okay thank you all so much, now you get to scream at me, please come scream I think this is AMAZING

#The Eclipse #The Eclipse the series #rturts is wondering #Roc reacts to the eclipse