#for a short time i really thought Killer was gonna win

[nerdthatsiriuslylovesteaxx]

I was bored

I was lying in bed trying to read, I didn't particularly enjoy reading in English but Annabeth and Percy had been helping me and I didn't want that to go to waste. Then Annabeth walked in through the half open door, holding a pair of scissors.

"Finally someone to put me out of my misery." I mutter putting the book down,

"Nope, but I will be bringing that up to your therapist. I think it's time for a haircut Nico." She said smiling like a maniac,

"Oh fuck no." I say running past her and out the front door. My hair was in a braid down my back; I ran as fast as I could but I knew Annabeth was faster than me. I saw her chasing me, I could probably shadow travel away but when her minds set to something it's very hard to get her to give up. I honestly didn't care too much but why not add a bit of excitement into this. "Why the fuck are you doing this?"

"I'm bored."

"Go find someone else to annoy."

"Don't think I will Neeks." I flipped her off and continued running, she grabbed my wrist. I shadow traveled to the edge of the forest and ran towards the center, I was hoping to throw her off but she spotted me pretty quickly and ran after me. I should have been able to stay away with the lead I had but the shadow travel tired me out and Annie's fast. I was about to shadow travel away again, "You do realise if you pass out you can do whatever I want right?"

"Fuck you."

"Save that for Will." I blushed hard before shadow traveling back to my cabin, I knew I wouldn't be able to run properly after that, but I got away for a bit. "You aren't getting away that easy, Angel boy." She said walking through the door, I was honestly too tired to do anything.

"Fine, you win. But please don't fuck up too badly."

"You have such little faith in me, I'm offended."

"We both know that that is very reasonable."

"Shut up di Angelo." She quite literally pulled me into a chair and started brushing out my hair. "When's the last time you even cut it?"

"Like a month ago I think? Will cuts the ends, it terrifys him so it's always entertaining as fuck."

"You're a terrible person Nico." Annabeth laughed

"I am fully aware; what are you doing to my hair anyways?"

"I think it's time for a change."

"Oh no.... PLEASE don't dye my hair, I am never doing that shit again."

"Don't worry... but you are getting an undercut." I paused for a couple of seconds,

"Now you see the concept, I have no problem with but the thought of you doing that...."

"Oh shut up I can actually be accurate."

"Fine, I trust you." Annabeth sectioned my hair into two parts plaiting them separately, one around the bottom and edges, one on top.

"You ready?"

"I really don't care, honestly I just wanted to make this hard for you."

"Of course you did." The daughter of Athena said while cutting off the bottom braid before buzzing the now short hair, she threw the braid in front of me. "Well that was a lot of hair."

"No shit." I laughed before hitting Annabeth lightly in the shoulder, she started taking out the rest of my hair that was in a braid and brushing it out again.

"What do you think Will's gonna say?"

"He's not going to give a fuck let's be honest with ourselves."

"You seem so certain on that."

"He didn't care when I got twenty tattoo in one day, I mean he was concerned and gave me a bunch of pain killers and kept me in the infirmary for a day but that's unrelated. I doubt he's going to give two fucks about a haircut."

"I am not going to ask why you got twenty tattoos in one day." Annabeth started cutting the rest of my wavy, thick, black hair to just around my shoulders, layering it before adding some bangs, that were long enough for me to put behind my ears. "So thoughts?"

"I'd love to give them but there isn't a mirror here."

"That's irrelevant, I want to see Will's reaction."

"That's the whole reason you did this wasn't it?"

"Naaa, I was just really fucking bored." I laughed as I ran my fingers through my hair, it was so much shorter than I had, had it in years but was kind of nice. Honestly I also really wanted to see what Will would say, I didn't think he'd be judgemental or anything. But the thoughts always had to cross my mind, all the 'what ifs?' I push them out of my mind and tell Annabeth to wait for a minute so I can wash and properly do my hair. It took about a quarter of the time it used to but still that moment of time made me think of every possible reaction for Will to have, I decided to leave my hair out as we walk to the Apollo cabin. I knocked of the door and unsurprisingly Will answered it, he saw me and kind of froze, a bit shocked.

"So what do you think?" I muttered, Will pulled me closer to him and sunk into a kiss, he tasted like strawberries. He ran his fingers through my hair; he was warm always, smelling like rubbing alcohol mixed with roses and a sweet scent I could never really place. I wrapped my arms around his neck standing on my tiptoes to reach him, grabbing the ends of Will's short, curly, blonde hair. As we broke the kiss he leaned down and whispered,

"You look amazing my Angel." I blushed and that is when we realised Annabeth was recording the whole thing and was running off to cabin one to show Jason.

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Not a helpless chapter (sorry about that, the next chapters long and I haven't had time to write)

Pls give advice cuz I don't think the plot makes sense.

I don't know if I really like this ficlet, I started it in the middle of writing the Ariel chapter because I hated writing it so much I needed something to write that wasn't helpless.

I don't really like it but I feel like might as well post it.

I have a Angel Dust ficlet that I wrote a few weeks ago so comment if u want to see it

You will be getting Harry Potter, specifically marauders shit soon because I have far too many wolfstar ideas that I want to write that I haven't.

If you read my Wattpad stuff I promise I'll try to update Not All Hero's Have Happy Endings and if anyone wants (don't know who's reading it at this point cuz I've barely started) Mischief Managed, I was actually very excited when I started it but I think the style might change a lot cuz I started that like two years ago.

If you have any fandoms u want fics for I will try to write some, just comment.

The mystery in my mind is taking over, maybe the time is up. I will always be there with you, I promise I'll always be there.

Love,

-Siri

#percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson fandom #nico di angelo #pjo #will solace #fanfic #annabeth chase #solangelo #fanfiction #ficlet #fan fic writing #percy jackson fan fiction #percy jackson fic #fan fic #fan fiction #my fic #solangelo fic #solangelo fanfic #solangelo fanfiction #Nico and Annabeth #Nico and Annabeth friendship #i was bored

[the-last-f2p]

Yandere promt day 9

Featuring:Dark era Dazai + Chuuya as a normal nice friend!

9. “I’m doing you a favor. You’re just too irrational to see that, right now.”

Tw: Swearing, Murder, Bewarwe of Yan Dazai!

Y/N is like a magician/very competive cus of their ability, also heads up you scare loads of people.

"Hey (nickname) have you heard about this dude who completly iradicated a gifted orginazition by himself? Sound cool right!" One of your friends told you this one really liked weird stuff like the thing they just told you about to a degree that it could've happened 5 seconds ago and they would already be on their way to tell you about it. It was weird..

"COOL!" But so were you. You had a few friends who were in the mafia as well you don't know exactly how you met but hey they were fun to hang out with.

1 day later

"Chuuya!" You crept up behind the short ginger .

"SHIT ITS A DEMON!" Your short-tempered friend screamed before you recived a kick to your stomach . good you fooled him.

"Ehe~ Y/N: 187 Chuuya : 0!" You told him trying to flex your beutiful ability 'Things Not Seen' which allowed you to turn invisible until you came into contact with an inanimite object usually being you're phone if you want to be visible.

"Next oppenent.... Osamu Dazai!" You said turning invisible leaving Chuuya to wallow in his loss while you go find Dazai! You're just so nice aren't you!

It had been a minute and there he is Osamu Dazai the Port Mafia's resident Suicdal Emo! You slowy crept up behind the bandaged boy before...

"Y/N I know you're there by the way." Dazai says then throwing a rock on your feet.

"You found me! That should be your 153rd win Dazai!" You say wrapping your arms around the Mafia executive.

"Ehe~ Yes I'm just great aren't I!"

1 week later

"Y/N did you hear that a bunch of highschoolers have been going missing even (random name) has gone missing! Didn't he confess to you?" Your friend told you again another weird thing that was releated to crime.

"Yeah its creepy right? So did Tsukasa... I'm getting kind of worried." You say completely honestly the crimes your friend told you these past few days have been getting closer and closer intertwined with you.

"I've been looking into it and I have a feeling the mafia has been ivolved as they are all killed Port Mafia style ya know?" Your friend was theorizing who the killer could be. At this point join the ADA (friend name). But after your friend said Mafia you started to think two things.

Chuuya

Dazai

So for the first time in ages you excused yourself from your conversation with your friend saying that you might have uncovered some valuble info to confirm if the Port Mafia was involved and you would call them later.

1 hour later

"Chuuya." You called the fancy hat boy over to you this was probably the first time you didn't sneek up on him so he new it was seirous.

"Are you ok Y/N why aren't you trying to sacrifice me to the Prank Kami?!" Chuuya said panicing but completly seirous you would've probably laughed so hard even rembering that but Chuuya saying it that seirous you would've probably died but there is more pressing matters!

"Do you know anything about this chain of murders my friend says that they might involve the Port Mafia so I though to ask you and Dazai." You tell him half-praying that he wouldn't be like Oh thats me!

"Oh- I think... um- Dont tell Dazai bout this K?" You nodded Chuuya then looked around for the Bandage Squwandering Machine. Nowhere.

"I'm pretty sure Dazai is involved he told me if you askes say nothing but I couldn't I'm sorry if I got you in trouble or anything Y/N-" "No I'm sorry if I caused you any problems Chuuya... I'm gonna see Dazai now wish me luck! K?" You gave Chuuya a hug and then...

Abilty: 'Things Not Seen'

Blue rings surronded you before you turned invisble and then ran off looking for Dazai....

You took light footsteps as you thought you neared towards Dazai... You turned the corner. And what you saw...

It was Osamu Dazai standing over your friends bloody body who was cowering in the background traumatized they looked like they has only been beaten until they bled maybe someone could save them? Like you ! Maybe if you snuck up on Dazai he would lower his guard letting your friend escape! It was worth a shot .

You took even lighter footsteps till you were in arms reach till. He took out a gun... Nonnonononononononononno. Your friend couldn't die right? So you bolted to Dazai touching your phone and making yourself visible.

"No!" You shouted tears in your eyes as you mangaed to get hold of the gun that Dazai had after a minute of struggling. You ran over to your friend asking if they were ok almost forgetting about Dazai.

"Ehehe~ I think that your first win Y/N but you really think I didn't plan that far?" Dazai chuckled you looked at him scared tears threatining to fall out your eyes. " I thought you new me better how sad." Dazai then took another gun shooting your friend.

"(Friend name) no !" You looked at them and then their bullet wound.

"Y/N if I die run don't think back K?" Dazai then shot another bullet into your friend you were now crying pretty loudly.

"I think its your time to run? Hey look at me Y/N... Imagine this Person gets shot multiple times by Mafiosa Osamu Dazai found dead at 13:30 by Y/N L/N. That would be cool..." Your friend said their lasts words before getting shot another time. And another. 5. 6. 7 . 8 .9 . 10.

"DAZAI STOP THEY'RE DEAD!" You pushed Dazai into a wall.

"Yay ! Osamu wins !" Dazai smiles

"Y-You monster!"

"Calm down Y/N"

“I’m doing you a favor. You’re just too irrational to see that, right now.”

He then knocked you out...

"Next oppenent Nakahara Chuuya!"

A/N: Sorry I'm behind schedule but I've been quite busy these days! Next one should be 10. “You’re lucky I’m so nice. Anyone else would’ve done something horrible, by now.”or Unkown?

-Sybilliya

#Dazai #chuuya #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #nakahara chuuya #chuuya nakahara #yandere dazai #yandere osamu dazai #yandere dazai osamu #yandere promts #yandere #bsd #bungou stray dogs #dazai x reader

[jewbeloved]

giggles hey there u come here often 🐛

LMAO THAT WAS STUPID I'M SORRY

anyway,,,, can I request main 4 who have a cosplayer s/o, I'm a cosplayer myself and I hardly see any fanfics of reader being a cosplayer

Hope this isn't too much,, ur work is adorable btw🐛

Team Stan with a cosplayer s/o👒🥻👟👡👢💖💖

I- was that supposed to be a pickup line-

Warnings: None

Gender: Neutral

💙 Stan Marsh 🫧

He knew you were a cosplayer or into cosplay since you always show up with him and his friends with a new costume every day.

You showed him your closet and it is filled with multiple costumes- damn.

He probably would try on one of your costumes when you're not looking. What? He just thought that it looked adorable or cool and he wanted to try it on.

If you put on a scary costume and you sneak through his room while he is sleeping and you are just standing at the side of his bed like a serial killer.

This boy is 100% gonna scream and you almost got caught by his parents :')

He thinks your costumes are pretty cool or cute, but can you stop scaring the poor boy out of his sleep >:(

He honestly might wear that same scary costume to get back at you or just scare his sister in general. 💙💙💙💙💙

💚 Kyle Broflovski 🎋

He doesn't mind your cosplaying addiction to be honest, he's always happy with whatever you're interested in.

If you wanted him to try on a costume that you really wanted him to wear, how can he say no to you? Of course he will wear it! Especially pink dresses 😂

His friends probably might tease him about the weird costumes you made him wear. But he doesn't care! He does it for you <3

He might even buy you costumes that you don't have that you really want. (Using his dad's credit card of course)

If you try to cosplay as him and try to act like him, which will result in people laughing with you at him. He might be pissed at you for that. But he can never stay mad at such a cute face like yours.

He might also allow you to cosplay with Ike as well💚💚💚💚💚

❤️ Eric Cartman 🍫

Doesn't he also cosplay during his schemes?

He wouldn't be surprised If you wore a silly costume since he also wears silly stuff himself.

He will be amazed by how many you got in the closet, and maybe might steal a couple of them :>

You guys might even wear the same costumes together to mess with Kyle If you're up for it.

Competition with this dude will also exist tbh.

Whoever can gather up the most costumes by the end of the month wins a lifetime supply of food. If that actually was a challenge, Cartman might win ;-;

The dude likes cheesy poofs and you know it-❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

🧡 Kenny Mccormick 💤

I bet he stores his best costumes somewhere secret like his princess Kenny outfit.

He would mostly be glad to cosplay along with you if you're okay with that at least.

Imagine If you both were in a single costume together to look like a big scary guy, the 6th graders probably might've shitted themselves. Or....at least that's what you both thought that they did....

Yeah no, you both just ended up getting chased by them for walking onto their territory- well that didn't go too well...at least you both got away in time.🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Ahhh I'm sorry these were short, I didn't know what else to write for them :(

#south park x reader #south park #kyle broflovski x reader #stan marsh x reader #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #stan marsh #kyle brovlofski #southpark blog #sp x reader #x reader #southpark x y/n #southpark sp #cosplay #cosplayer #southpark scenarios #southpark headcanons

[fanficwriter284]

This is a little different from what I normally write but what the hell. This takes place in the pink room in Chucky Season 2. THIS AINT CANNON IN MY AU! This was all I could think of…and I still think him taking over the country is BS! So here’s a mini quick write. Sorry it’s a bit short! I don’t. Have that much time on my hands! FOR ALL YOU NICA PIERCE LOVERS

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Useless. That’s how she felt. Useless. Her body nothing but a torso and head. Her legs and arms gone. Only four stumps remaining. The fleshly physical scared healed eventually…Her mind was not so lucky. She was stuck with him. Charles Lee Ray. An irritating presence that she was forced to interact with on the daily. For coming off as the stoic salient type…or at least that’s what the home movies showed he sure did talk a lot. He’d often rambled about his past, his children, his ex-wife, and his former body. She could always notice a small glow in his eyes whenever he talked about his former vessel that was made of meat.

He’d talk about his glory days of luring victims to alleys or hotel rooms and finishing the job. He’d always make sure to make his stories as vivid as possible even going as far as to allow Nica to see into his memories. Allowing to her to hear his victims wails and screams that shattered eardrums. She didn’t know anymore if Charles enjoyed torturing her or if he genuinely enjoyed revisiting these memories…Probably a bit of both. She’d allowed the thought of holding her breath and ending it all there at once. She didn’t want to die, it was simply a thought that always came to her. A thought Chucky didn’t like. He’d lecture her countless times the importance of oxygen, he of all people should know since he’d be the one cutting off his victims airway and would gleefully watch as their face began to become discolored and sip into hues of purples and blues. Nica eventually got bored of his lectures and blocked away her suicidal thought…at least for the moment.

She really have hope anymore. That ounce of optimism died when she heard of Alice’s passing. Now she was numb…A toy at best. A toy for a psychotic drunk who enjoyed living her pathetic life in delusion and a toy for a sociopathic serial killer whose psyche had snapped long ago. His only driving force was fear of oblivion.

“If you do get out…what are you gonna do?” Nica asked her voice reduced to a whisper.

Her questions would normally be ignored by Chucky but this one caught his interest.

“Then I win. I take over this fucking county” he gloated, with wide smirk spreading across his face with each word he spit.

“And then what?”

“Excuse me?”

Nica raised her head, her eyes sunken locking with Chucky’s baby blues.

“And then what?”

Her question left the redhead silent. He pondered the thought in silence, opening his mouth to respond only to shut it again a few seconds after.

“Then I win”

“And?”

“The fuck you mean and? I win that’s it. I get everything I ever wanted” he barked slightly irritated at her prodding.

“What’ll you do after you win?”

Her question left him silent again. She waited for his response but she never revived one.

#nica pierce #Chucky #Charles Lee Ray #Chucky season 2 #Chucky tv series

[eggs-can-draw]

This is a race and I am winning/j

Okay so hospital shuichi!!!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!

Map as we know shuichis parents are beyond famous and even though he doesn’t talk about them 24/7 people who are looking for him will find him online, so let’s say one day shuichi is getting out of school and he and kaito are going to his house (naegi gets home from a trip today) and they see a mini mart up ahead and decide to get some snacks now after they do this they are contiuing to walk home and take a short cut through an ally, but lo and behold they have been being tail by a group of stragglers from full fledged despair era, and over the sound of their wrapper they can’t hear them coming up behind them. They knock kaito out with like a chemical because he’s not what they are there for. They go for shuichi right away and

TW: gore ig? People getting beat up

They start beating shuichi up and I won’t go into detail but it’s not pretty just his face shuichi gets a black eye and a bloody nose, and other than that it’s worse, he ends up with bruised and a broken rib, a broken arm and cuts all over and honestly probably worse

Now call it naegi luck but a passer bye happens upon this and calls the police, but don’t get involved out of fear so it breaks up when they get their and most of the despair group get arrested while kaito and very much shuichi are packed up and rushed to the hospital

Their kaito has woken up and manages to give them his guardians contact info and they find identification and numbers for his parent in shuichi wallet so kyoko and byakuya rush to the hospital and fin their son knocked out on pain killers and from a concussion, with numerous serious injuries, they are in shock but like sit down and wait because their is nothing they can do but wait

They message naegi and get him a ride, he leave early and even by the time he gets their shuichis still not awake

That’s what I got rn, have fun eggs!😁/hj

You won the race I just spent 5 million years handing out medals/j Ok so I think we both know that naegamigiri are gonna get a it more protective after this. (AND CRACK THE HELL DOWN ON INVESTIGATION TO FIND OUT WHO THE FUCK THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA) and honestly they probably keep him out of school a bit even after he's recovered (make sure he's really really ready and that things are extra safe) Please also consider: I think Kaito would get extra protective of Shuichi. Like obviously all Shuichi's friends form the Shuichi Secret Protection Service (or the SSPS) but I feel like Kaito would hold himself specifically responsible for Shuichi getting hurt. He was there he shouldn't have let this happen, Shuichi could have been killed and he didnt do anything. (Ofc none of it was his fault and he can't blame himself for getting fucking chloroformed, but that's not gonna stop him from feeling bad) To add a bit of levity I feel like once Shuichi is good and ready to go back to school Kaito becomes a diet Togami. (Mother Hen in training when your bro gets hurt)

#eggs can answer #g-eetings #naegamigiri #shuichi saihara #kaito momota #Shuichi is rushed to the er and Kaito is just STEWING in guilt #he's the first person Naegamigiri see at the hospital he shows them where Shuichi's room is

[imtooscaredforthis]

Antagonist

Chapter Ten: Fun

Mentions of: Wholesome stuff & Nothing Rlly

A/N: More wholesome content with Susie for ya!

Tags: @prettycutebunny @dekadentautist @dead-bxxxtch-walking @moonshineinasippycup @mama-miya @froegis

You’re bored. You’ve been sitting at the campfire by yourself for a while now, unsure of what to do. There are some other survivors here and there, none that you’re very friendly with. So you can’t talk with them, not that you’d want to.

As it turns out when you call people “fucking crazy” they’re not going to like you very much, so you aren’t too popular around here, thanks to that little outburst you had, creating quite the great first impression. You don’t care. You’re not a people person anyway.

Unfortunately, Bill’s in a trial, and so is Kate and Leon. You don’t talk to Leon that much, and when you do have a conversation, it’s short-lived and awkward. You know it’s weird, but you much rather prefer looking at him than talking to him.

“Psst!” A voice called, making you sit up and look around. None of the other survivors said anything to you, they weren’t even looking at you. So who is it?

They whispered for you again, and you realized that the sound was coming from the woods. Standing up, you looked over, seeing Susie standing just behind the tree line, waving you over.

When you made sure no one was looking, you crept into the woods, joining her. “Uh, what’s up?”

“Not much. I was just bored, and I was wondering if you wanted to hang out, or something?” She offered.

You shrugged. “Sure, why not? What do you want to do?”

“Well, I know you’re not a fan of the others, and I know you probably don’t want to hang out with them, but they're out in a trial if you want to go hang out at Ormond.” She told you.

You have bad memories of Ormond, and you’d rather not stay there. Not unless you absolutely had to. And the last thing you would want was one of the other members of The Legion coming and seeing you.

“Uh, is there something else we can do?” You asked. She put a hand on her mask as if she was scratching her chin in thought.

After a few moments, she came up with something. “Okay, I got it. Follow me.”

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” You asked, and she just grinned in response. “Nope, it’s a surprise.”

She sang, smiling under her mask. “Am I allowed to guess what it is, because, I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty good at those kinda things.”

“Well, if you’re going to guess it, then no.” She told you, making you laugh and groan dramatically. “Then what am I supposed to do while we go?”

“I dunno, nothing?” Susie remarked, making you sigh. She giggled at your reaction.

“It’s not that bad. We’ll be there any minute now.” You’re not sure if you should believe her, considering how none of your surroundings changed, and you’re still walking around in the same old dark forest.

But then, the trees changed into skinny white oak ones, and you spotted the shitty fluorescent lights, and the stacks of cars and garbage, and the next thing you knew, you were in the junkyard.

“Are you going to tell me what we’re doing here? Or is that a surprise too?” You remarked.

“We’re going to play this game the others and I used to in Ormond. It’s better with more people, but, I think we can still have some fun on our own. Basically, you’re supposed to take the license plates of the cars, and collect them. Whoever can snatch the most in time wins.”

“How do we know how much time we have? And are you sure there are no killers around here?” You asked.

She goes through a pile of garbage, finding a timer, leaving you in awe. “How did you-”

“You can find anything in this place. It’s really cool. And about the whole killer thing…I’m pretty sure no one’s here, but then again, he might be invisible, so if you hear some heavy breathing or a bell, let me know.” She replied. “He doesn’t like us much either, because we messed with him a bit, and he’s super weird about people touching his things.”

“What does that mean?” You question, growing anxious, but Susie waves it off like it’s nothing.

“We’ll be fine. Let’s just get this started.” After a moment or two, you reluctantly shrug it off, deciding to focus on this game Susie wants to play instead.

The moment she starts the timer, you both are off, sprinting from car to car, using what you had at hand to get each license plate off. Susie got the license plates off with ease, while you struggled a bit.

Finding a crowbar, you managed to pull one off, before going after another, and then another. “Crowbar’s take too much time, rookie move.”

“Oh yeah? And what should I be doing instead?” You called back to her, as you ran past the stacks of cars, searching for something you could reach. “I’m not telling you my secrets, you’re going to have to find out on your own!”

Just then, the timer goes off, causing both of you to stop, and count up the plates you have. Susie had fourteen, while you only had five.

“Damn, you’re good at this.” You remarked, and she shrugged in response.

“Yeah, well, I have more experience. The trick is to be fast, not accurate. And if you wanna use a crowbar, you have to use it rapidly. Sometimes, it’s easier just to use your own hands, these are on old, crushed cars, after all.” She told you.

“Huh.” You murmured, looking down at your crowbar, thinking of how you could use it differently, or maybe even not use it at all. “Do you wanna go again?”

“Sure.”

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After another few intense rounds of stealing the license plates, The Wraith returned and chased you and Susie off of his land. It sucked that things had to end, because you were having a good time. For once in a long time, you were actually enjoying yourself.

You and Susie laughed to each other between your pants, struggling to catch your breath, wheezing and coughing slightly. “That was intense.”

“Yeah, now you know what I have to go through on a daily basis.” You remarked. “Damn. I never thought about it like that.”

“Yeah…Anyways, I think I’m getting called for a trial, but, I had a lot of fun. The most fun I’ve had in a while. We should do this again.” You confessed.

“Me too, and don’t worry, we will. See you later, ______.”

“See you later, Susie.”

#dead by deadlight #dbd #dbd killer #dbd x reader #dbd legion #killer x reader #legion frank #frank morrison #legion dbd #frank morrison x reader #susie dbd #dbd susie #dbd survivor #dbd fanfic #frank dbd #dbd frank #frank legion

[imabillyami]

Thoughts on Raw?

Hi anon! Sorry, I know it’s been a while!

I know the ask referred to the Raw from the week before, but I turned that off at some point and only caught up by watching some clips over the course of the week. So I’ll talk about this week’s episode instead, if you don’t mind, cause I actually sat down and watched it.

Short answer: An overall solid episode imo and one of the better ones they’ve done recently, I think. I didn’t love it, but I also didn’t hate it. They started some good new feuds, teased some development in already existent ones, had some solid filler segments. It was pretty much what I wanted from a post PLE show. 

Match by match (segment by segment) under the cut:

I’m a bit salty that Wade is doing commentary on Raw instead of SD. I like watching SD a lot more, so I wish the better team of commentators didn’t get switched to RAW, obviously (sorry, but I can't stand Kevin Patrick on commentary, he needs more training and a lot of it). But then maybe it’ll make sitting through Raw a little easier. 

Opening with Cody - do I have to say anything at this point? Nope. I’ll admit I was excited when Seth walked out (can we take a moment to appreciate that killer outfit please? 🔥🔥🔥), cause these two put on some banger matches in the past. TJD interrupting, Sami making the save and this turning into another 6-Man-Tag? That pretty much killed my excitement though. I always love love love seeing Sami as we all know ❤️ but not as a third wheel for whoever needs it that week.

Fatal 4-Way #1 Contender: This was a BANGER match! Loved it! Highlight of the night for me. It made all the competitors look good and I love love love me a rare Gable win (especially in front of his home crowd and his son! and that celebration? THE CUTEST OMG). Realistically we all know that he’s not gonna beat Gunther, but this was a feel-good moment though.

Tbh I didn’t really care much for the Cody/Seth relationship drama and Sami deserves much better booking, but them agreeing to do it for Kevin was kinda cute.

Shinsuke vs. Bronson: These two will always put a decent match together, both are very impressive, but there were a few scary looking moments/botches in that one. (I personally feel like this „feud“ is getting a little old by now, but apparently Shinsuke is moving on to bigger and better things now and we love to see it!)

Patiently waiting for that Raquel/ Rhea feud to really take off. They deserve a good feud! The attack at before the Main Event was 👀 I’m excited!

What even was that Kaiser/Maxxine/Otis backstage thing? I’m just- 

Becky Promo: I know you’re tired Becky, so am I. There’s just so much frustration around this feud. This could have been one of the all-time-great feuds of this era, but they completely fumbled it, took away all the spotlight it deserved and made it feel mediocre at best. Becky, Trish (and Zoey) have taken whatever crap they were handed and worked with it the best they could, but something just doesn’t work here. WWE missed out big time (no pun intended) with this. I hope they’ll give it proper time and a proper sendoff next week or at the next PLE. These women deserve so much better.

I’m not gonna say much on the whole JD McDonagh thing. I don’t want him in TJD, I don’t want him around at all, that’s it. That guy is right there on my shit list with Theory and Riddle. No further comment.

I LOVE that delicious tension building between Finn and Damian, they’re doing a very very good job with that (of course it’s the briefcase’s fault, of course lol). When shit hits the fan eventually, these two are gonna have a banger feud with banger matches, no doubt (and I wouldn’t even mind it being for the WHC once Seth had a good long run with it, both Finn and Damian would deserve it!)

Stark vs. Baszler: Y’all know by now that I have lots of love for Shayna 💕 and I thought the match was really good! These two are great workers imo. (I was a little distracted by Becky and her lemonade though, cause that? Girl, I got you! Go get their pathetic asses for doing you so dirty with that terrible booking! YES!!! Honestly, at this point it wouldn’t surprise me if Becky walks away once her contract is done.) They teased Shayna vs. Becky later on and I’m interested, even though I really need Becky vs. Rhea to happen more)

SAMI GETTING HURT/ BEING INJURED IS MY WORST FUCKING NIGHTMARE 😭😭😭 God I was devastated. I hope he’ll recover soon (same for Kevin) and that they’ll receive some better booking upon their return. 

Speaking of people who deserve better: OTIS. He shouldn’t get squashed like this, ever. Not even gonna comment any further on this. The crowd chanting for Chad was very heartwarming though.

LA KNIGHT YEAH! God I love The Miz. I love LA Knight. And that was an epic promo battle! Pls make this a good feud and don’t fuck it up! 

The New Day is back YESSIR 😭 When I tell you I missed them! I don’t care much for The Viking Raiders, but it was so good seeing Kofi and Xavier back in action! Let them run through all the tag teams and then once Kevin and Sami are back and recovered, please give us that banger feud! (idc that they’re all faces, they’ll still have awesome promos and epic matches, no doubt there). Thank you! 

The news of Sonya tearing her ACL broke my heart. I was so happy for her and Chelsea and now this! Istg those tag belts are CURSED. Does anyone even want them at this point? Throw them in the trash and get a new set pls, cause this one clearly has bad luck all over them.

Main Event: I’m really not the biggest fan of those 6-man-tags, not gonna lie. It was a solid match, I loved Sami getting involved in some capacity, but I’d like to see something new for once. No more 6-man-tags with TJD in the near future, I’m begging you. While I don’t like Cody, I love that the tension with Seth is still there and I’m hoping to see another round of that feud at some point. Very much here for Seth vs. Shinsuke, I liked that ending to the show a lot! 

Thanks for asking/ being interested as always, anon! And sorry again, for the late reply and hijacking this! Hugs to you 💕

#lovely anon #anon #m answers #replies

[vro0m]

vro0m’s rewatch - 85/299

2011 Singapore GP

It's round 14. Seb can already win the WDC. And he's on pole. He has a 112 points lead on Alonso and needs 125 to win the title.

Quali report. Kobayashi fucked up in the chicane, jumped on the bump and hit the wall. He's 17th. Lewis was seen racing Massa on the track. Massa says he wasn't thinking straight doing that. Lewis is 4th, his team wasn't able to refuel him in time for a final attempt. Sutil and Di Resta didn't even go out in Q3 to save tyres. Schumacher also didn't go out for a final attempt to save tyres. The Mercedes are 7th and 8th. Massa is 6th. Alonso is 5th. Jenson is 3rd. RedBull front row.

Oh I thought this was gonna be all about Seb but we get a Lewis segment. Jake talks about all his team making sure he gets a perfect weekend and Lewis says he appreciates the attention to details. Jake says "you're just behind RedBull in the pit stops standings, did you know that?"

Lewis says "uh... In terms of what?" – "In terms of speed". Apparently they're a tenth behind but in terms of consistency Lewis believes they are further behind, It's something they're trying to improve on. Lewis says he's been personally talking to the guys about it and they're probably annoyed at him. He smiles.

Jake says Jenson told him they sit for a short time in the cars before getting out after driving here in Singapore, otherwise they get dizzy. Lewis says it depends because when he won he jumped out but then when he got up the stairs to the podium he had to pause at the top because he was out of breath.

He explains how they have meetings and he watches his laps and other people's laps to see what he did right or wrong. Jake says despite all his efforts and all his desire Seb is still dominating and does it put it into perspective how impressive he is? Lewis says it's not like golf or tennis where the individual has all the control. There's almost 700 people building his car and sometimes their way works and sometimes another team's way works. This time the RB way works and they've been working hard to catch up all year.

He shows how he has sweets in his very tiny room and they are indispensable to him lol. He explains how important to him it is to have his own space, not being taken photos of, being bombarded by engineers, doing media interviews and appearances. He can do what he wants, say what he wants, feel what he wants there in that room. Jake says finally Seb might win the title this weekend, what does he think it's like for him?

Lewis smiles "I think Sebastian, I can only assume he's massively relaxed. If you're winning– if you can possibly win the world championship 6 races before the end of the season then uh... Then you're not really stressed at all. When you're at the last race and everything depends on how you finish, how you perform that day, one little mistake and it could be out the window, that's what I call pressure. But he's pretty relaxed : if he doesn't do it this weekend, he'll do it next weekend. "

He himself still intends to win as many races as he can for the end of the season and perform well because that's what makes him happy. Everything they've learned this season will go into next year's car and hopefully it'll be a real killer.

On the grid, Lewis explains to Martin Brundle that he has a special helmet. It says RIP M. H & C. B, two people he knew who passed away recently. Martin Hines and Christian Bakkerud. Btw Seb is sporting a very gay rainbow sparkling helmet.

Okay formation lap.

And they're racing!

Ohhh right away the two Mclarens are attacking, unfortunately Lewis has to lift off and he loses places while Jenson gets P2 in the first corner. Then come Alonso and Webber, Massa, Rosberg and Lewis is now P7... Nico might have to give places back because he went through the run-off area to get where he is and Lewis is already under pressure from Schumacher. No wait he's already behind him actually... There are yellow flags but we don't know why. Mercedes tell Rosberg there's no issue with how they made it through that first corner and to focus on the race. It's Ricciardo who's limping to the pits with a broken front wing.

Now Lewis is starting to work on overtaking Schumacher and we hope it's not another Monza... Yes he did it, thanks to KERS and the DRS. Next target is Rosberg, then. Phew it’s tense, he's following so closely and yep it's done already. God that must make you so nervous seeing a car so close in your mirrors.

Massa, Webber and Alonso are battling for third while Lewis is trying to close the gap to them. Webber radioed DRS not working very well. We don't know if it's a him issue or generally speaking it doesn't work well here, in this context.

Only 10 laps in, Rosberg pits already. Webber overtook Alonso! Now Alonso pits anyway. That complicates things for Lewis who needs to clear Massa... Glock DNFs but who cares. Lewis can only hope Ferrari will pit Massa immediately. RedBull doesn't seem to be preparing for Webber. Yep McLaren in the pit, as is Massa. Who gets out first? Aww it's the Ferrari ahead. But Lewis is on supersofts so maybe he’ll have an advantage on track. NO THEY MADE CONTACT! Lewis lost his front wing! Massa has a puncture? They'll have to pit again. Dumbasses. Well it's Lewis' mistake really.

And Lewis doesn't pit immediately! The team is choosing a strategy. They're gonna put him on hards immediately with the front wing change to keep him out as long as possible. That's daring. He lost so much time in that extra lap and he might get a penalty. This is catastrophic. He's P16 now. Yeah he gets a drive-through on top of it. Martin Brundle says it's justified but also that you wonder why Schumacher got away with the same thing in Monza with no penalty.

A third of the race in Lewis overtakes Kobayashi for 15th while at the front it's still Seb followed by Jenson, and Alonso and Webber fighting for third place. Three laps later Lewis is P14. Let's see how much he can climb back. Now he overtook Massa on track for 12th, no issues this time. Alonso pits right after Massa did. Lewis already overtook Barrichello for P10. Three way fight for 7th between the two Mercedes and Perez. And it's a crash!! Schumacher is in the barriers. It looked like a heavy impact. He's out of the car already. The safety car is out. Webber pits. 

Let’s see the replay. Rosberg and Perez touched and that sent Perez wide. Perez rejoins in front of Schumacher. Schumacher follows very closely and his tyre bites on Perez's rear which sends him flying. 

Seb and Jenson also pit. Lewis is still in 10th.

Ready for the restart... Seb is already 5 seconds ahead how is that even possible, it's not even been a lap! Webber overtakes Alonso for 3rd place. Lewis is up to 8th. Now it's been a full lap after the restart and Seb is NINE FULL SECONDS AHEAD. This makes no sense. This car is ridiculous.

Now DRS is allowed again and that's it, Lewis up in 7th. Next target is Rosberg again. Done already. P6. Next up Di Resta. Done. P5. Alonso to come. It's gonna take a little longer to catch him.

Lewis might have to pit again. 14 laps to go. The decision is : are the tyres at risk of failing or not? Are they going to try for more points than 5th place or not? Is it even worth it? Webber pits from P3, supersofts. That puts Lewis in 4th but on old, old tyres. Jenson pits! Webber is attacking Lewis who defends but he has no grip on his tyres but he has to wait for Jenson to be done to pit, here he comes. Ooooh he's falling back... He's P9. 12 laps to go. Time to grind. Seb also pits. The Ferraris will have to react. Yeah, Alonso is in.

So the standings are : Seb, Jenson, Webber, Alonso, Di Resta, Rosberg, Sutil, and Lewis is 8th as he just overtook Perez. And he overtakes Sutil for 7th as someone stops on the track? Trulli? Whoever. Yellow flags. Lewis attacks Rosberg for P6. It's done. What a job he is doing in this race my god. Supreme. He's closing on Di Resta already. Easy done. P5. Alonso is 10 seconds ahead though. Jenson is now 2 seconds a lap faster than Seb. Seb runs into traffic. McLaren is really pushing the envelope here but they are going for it. 3 laps to go. Now Jenson has to clear the traffic as well. 5-second gap. Lewis is not closing on Alonso at all. All the focus is on Jenson. 2 laps to go. They're in the clear. Alguersuari DNF. Final lap.

And it's the end of the race!

Seb wins but not the WDC. Jenson second. Webber third. Lewis fifth.

Massa is very angry at Lewis for that incident. Jordan believes he shouldn't have gotten a drive-through for that and argues again that we've seen other people get into similar incidents and not be handed penalties. (No comment from me lol.) We unfortunately don't get to hear from Lewis himself.

#f1 #lewis hamilton #2011 #2011 singapore gp #vro0m's race reviews

[falsebooles123]

Dairy of a Horror Buff 8.21.22

CW: Jeremey Screamerclauz Bullshit, Police Brutality, Spreadsheats.

ugh have you ever made a spreadsheet before. Cause thats what I did I last night instead of watching a movie. I don't do it often but sometimes doing something before bed that isn't the endless consumption of media is refreshing. On that note lets get into the Endless Consumption of Media.

oh no, my porn. Also pic of said spreadsheet .

so since I was such a smart cookie and planned ahead I decided to split up all of these into categories which I think I have 11 off???

But one of those is that BBC mini-series, so lets chill and watch one of each if theres any available.

Crypt TV

Stereoscope (2017) dir. Alexandr Babaev

So since this is getting near the end of the Challenge and because I'm not gonna review all 120+ Films I've mentioned in my YT Video I thought going forward I only watch my favorite shorts from Crypt TV.

This is one of their earlier films which is why I've seen it and its peak Crypt TV. Young women gets a viewfinder in a creepy box and begins playing with it. Everytime she touches the slide she suddenly hears some invisable danger near here.

The best part of this is what it doesn't answer. Does using the viewfinder summon ghosts, does it capture them, are they even real???

Overall its just so well done its one of those films that its not supposed to make sense from a lore perspective it just gives you a really interesting idea and plays off of it.

I realized not everybody knows what a viewmaster is. Its this bitch.

ALTER

Don't Die First ALTER dir. DANIEL FOSTER

"Hello Welcome to Don't Die First, helping black people not die from scary siturations since 1929".

Ok this was literally everything I needed in life but also understand that this goes a really dark place really quickly.

The whole Premise is a hotline for black people stuck in horror movie plots. At first this is loving fun satire as a hwite myself theres something jovial about the concept that white people are always doing the most to open hell portals or summon ghosts and that puts there black and gay friends in danger.

This wouldn't have happened if Frank could have kept it in his pants.

I love the concept love the humor. Even though I've never really had a "Don't go into the basement guys" moment in horror I love people making fun of formaliac horror tropes. I am a horror buff after all.

But then they get a call from a men whose not dealing with a poltergeist or a wearwolf but a Karen. and suddenly the fantasy of horror sheds its skin. Like a werewolf!

sorry I was trying to lightened the tone but I don't think I can here.

Horror is always a response to fears in society. Vampires repressent a corrupt aristocracy, Zombies represented white fears of slave revolts, Slashers are a product of our sudden culteral knowledge of serial killers in the '70s.

Horror has and always will be the way of metaphorizing pain and suffering creating a scrapegoat that we can defeat. Horror is Grendel, is Apropas, it is Entropy.

To us a vampire or a revenent is absurd, a culteral object that is devoid of historic meaning but for those that lived through that time it had real wait to it. White People get to live in superstition, cast there fears on superbugs or human trafficking onto supernatural beings but for Black People, (and presumingly other marginilized persons), they don't have that luxercy. They have to live in a world where their monsters are considered heros.

A literal monster is real life horror. A horror movie they have to live with always.

Just some food for thought.

Independant

100% Beef dir. Mike Batecko

Ok so it looks like in 2015 a company called Four4 Competition made a "very short film competition" what does that mean exactly?? How Short are we talking about. What do you win if you have the best movie???

Honestly nobody really know a lot of the stuff I could find on the contest is pretty much useless. Dead Links, Vague Tweets I'm sure If I tried a little harder I could have found something more tasty but this is a movie watching challenge not a lost media one.

but yeah this is a very short film for a very short film competition. its lterally 34 seconds long a women looks down at her food and realizes that soylent green is people. Sorry for the spoilers.

Animation

Affection (2012) dir Jeremy ScreamerClauz

So Thres this old SMBC omic where they lampshade the fact that superman probably has a weird alien dick and this is basically the same plot.

Some dude just wants to touch a titty but oh no he just had to have a transcenedent religous experience in a crack house. Theres this type of ethos to Scremerclauz work which I can almost descirbe as self-hatred or religious guilt. This contrast between Sexual Attraction and Revulsion. I don't quite get it but theres definetly something deeper in there.

Early Cinema

Blue Beard (1901) dir. Georges Melies

Oh wow this was lovely. One thing I love about Georges Melies is that while his films tend to be a little heard to get into he really understood his craft. The story tells a pretty basic retelling of Blue Beard but theres a really fantastic upgrade to his aestetic style. His sets are more built up with actually doors and different entryways and it just sells the scenery, theres a few amazing effects here like when Bluebeard is dragging the bride down the stairs feels so lifelike. You can really see how his films are starting to sing and that suspension of disbelief is starting to melt away.

Silent Era

The Furies (1934) Dir. Slavko Vorkapich

So apparently Vorkapich is whats known as a montagist he would make opening sequences for movies that were seperate from the directors, The closest thing I can imagine in modern cinema is Eli Roth's film-within-a-film Nations Pride.

So The Furies is interesting, we see multiple shots of blood falling onto pavement followed by a furie rising from the bloodshed. The three furies flit across the new york skyline followed by three vignettes one for each sister of wrath. Basically they just break a window cause they want to see a peep show.

perverts.

Experiemental

Sissy Boy Slap Party (2004) dir. Guy Maddin

Ok but why does this feel like a Toby Ross Porno????

So we appear in yet another homoerotic landscape a tropic island were are navy boys are lying recumbent shirtless sweating.

and remember no slapping.

To be honest I don't really understand 1st. why this is considered horror and 2nd. I really don't understand what this is about.

on one hand maybe I'm supposed to understand this as like a metaphor of toxic masculinity and the slapping is the way a hegemonic society keeps men from gender expansive expression? Like there sissy boys so like its a self lothing thing?

But the more I think about this I think Guy Maddin just wanted to watch bunch of men slap each other commedically. Who knows maybe its a sex thing????

UnFiction

Internet Story dir. Adam Butcher

Ok so this apparently does have an ARG behind it through I would have to do some digging to find where to start exploring.

Essentially this is a story about a story. An arg about an Arg. Also it references the caunterbury tales which always makes me feel smart when I take that off the bookshelf.

PSA's

Catwalk (1985) dir. Unknown.

Ok so this is another one of the Dumb Animals campagain Commericials. This one features women walking down a runwear in luxerience fur coats. They proceed to spin around splashing the audience in BLOOD BLOOD OF THE FAlLEN. IT TAKES 40 DUMB ANIMALS BUT ONLY 1 OF YOU SELFISH SACKS OF SHIT TO WEAR IT.

Ok bitches I thikn thats the end of it. Thanks for playing. I think I'll skip the blogging for tomorrow but I'm gonna try to add a few more before the end of the month.

#Diary #letterboxd #Letterboxdchallenge #horror #horrormovies #horror shorts #Youtube

[absolutebl]

BEST OF 2021 - BL Edition!

Hella subjective utterly erratic awards of little import and no impact. But I love them, okay? Only includes shows that completed their runs in 2021. 

BEST KISS 2021 

THE WINNER: TharnType 2

There were some killer kisses in BL this year, but basically no one on earth (let alone in BL) can beat out MewGulf in this category. I’m a big fan of the soft sweet candy kiss in the final TT2 episode, but really any of them were great and there were A LOT. (Episode by episode trash-watching recap here.)

BEST DEBUT KISS 2021

THE WINNER: We Best Love

For first timers, this category goes to SamYu of We Best Love, who did a magical job at first kisses in a short run series. (The shorter the run, the less chance the actors have to establish intimacy and become comfortable with each other. Although, Taiwan is generally better at enabling actor intimacy than any other country, possibly because it’s a queer-friendly culture with good workshopping techniques.) 

Anyway, tears running down their faces, post baby’s agro shouty confession, on a bridge (another trope) who doesn’t love this kiss? Plus they breathed into each other (how to act a kiss 101 that so many BLs don’t do.

I have to say, the contentious drunken sobbing kiss Sam gave us in season two almost took this whole category, if it weren’t for the struggle beneath all those tears and passion and consent... But really, THAT KISS (and you all know which one I’m on about) wasn’t so much romantic as it was pained and desperate, and it didn’t take this category because that kiss wasn’t about love, it was about loss and failure and regret.

It was, possibly, one of the best kisses in all BL, but it’s not the right kind of kiss to win a romance trope category.

I hope that makes sense.

I’m gonna throw a little love Thai BL pulps way, they gave us a number of charming kisses this year, but I was most taken with Second Chance’s PaperFah. 

To My Star’s very final kiss was also in contention (Korea, who knew?), but We Best Love beat that one out because I’m a sucker for tears and SamYu... just GAH. 

BEST DOCUMENTARY 2021

THE WINNER: Absolute BL AKA Zettai BL ni Naru Sekai vs Zettai BL ni Naritakunai Otoko  AKA A Man Who Defies The World of BL 

Honestly tho, it was also the only entrant in this category (unless you count Call it What You Want and Lovely Writer). Look, this was a work of genius. A meta commentary that can only really be thought of as Japan taking itself to task for its own tropes, pulling them out, examining and gently mocking them, but still bucking under the weight of expectation and history. I hooted with laughter. It’s insightful, charming, and AMAZING. (Full review here.) 

BEST THEME SONG 2021

THE WINNER: Light on Me 

A.C.E’s song Spark for Light On Me wins OTS. I have to say I also really liked both of Color Rush’s 2 entrants and Wish You’s cute little song, but as a K-pop enthusiast I was really happy to see an actual K-pop song sung by a legit group in a Korean BL. It legitimized all K-BL in a weird way, ya know? 

BEST CASTING, DIRECTING & SCRIPT 2021 

THE WINNER: A Tale of Thousand Stars 

The story and execution were great, but the cast really elevated this show into something special. Everyone seemed to perfectly suit their roles and GMMTV made the most out of its stable. Combined with excellent production (and post production) values, 1000 Stars is without question GMMTV’s most mature, charming, and smart BL series. I think it should go down as one of the top BLs of all time. You should feel safe recommending this one to friends and non BL watchers. 

BEST USE OF BL TROPES 2021 

THE WINNER: Light On Me 

Light On Me who drops multiple BL tropes with its two different seme’s for expert love triangle reasons but also uses them for pristine pacing, plot, and character development. Korea is the most strategic user of tropes and I love that they deploy them explicitly to serve narrative a not just to tick boxes. Light on Me is a master class in this technique. (If you write fanfic or romance you should study this show.) 

Their best versions included (but were not limited to:

Minister the Artful Injury (for the love triangle) 

Meet Me in the Library (for the love triangle) 

Crash Into Me (for the love triangle) 

That’s MY BOYFRIEND - Public Claiming (to show character’s seme traits and attractiveness of identity ownership and honesty) 

Put Your Head On My Shoulder (to show seme character’s pining traits and softness) 

Boys on Phones (to advance plot and tension) 

Symbolic Gift Exchange (as a twist to show interest and call-back coupledom)

and Touch My Face (that subverted version of the ADORABLE squeeze thing they did to each other)

2021′S MOST UNEXPECTEDLY SOFT SERIES

THE WINNER: Be Loved In House: I Do 

By far Be Love In House: I Do’s best quality was that the tsundere uke’s tsundere-ness was entirely sympathetic, he was utterly likable from the start. This BL cleverly leaned on great acting and beautiful trope execution to carry a rather weak story, but the two leads being impossibly soft with each other in the home absolutely slayed. Grumpy/tsundere is HARD to execute well, so I was impressed, especially from Taiwan who, let’s be fair, doesn’t really specialize in soft or clever BL. BLINID was both. 

Honorable mention to Golden Blood. 

Only Thailand would DARE be this soft with a bodyguard romance. I didn’t expect SunSky and their side dishes (PitchBank) to be so tender and sweet with each other.

BEST MICROFILM 2021

THE WINNER: A First Love Story 

Look I adore Hey Rival: I LOVE YOU! but it was still very Vietnamese and so rather flawed in execution. Korea’s Strongberry, on the other hand, have been perfecting the BL microfilm genre (and, let’s be fair, kind of OWN it) since 2017. They are true masters of their craft and yet A First Love Story is still one of the best things they have ever produced. It’s two episodes of about 8 minutes each that manage to perfectly portray the sweetest friends-to-lovers confession ever. It’s joyful, and gentle with its characters, and a little hot. 

How on earth do they manage to leave us yearning for more yet completely satisfied at the same time? It’s like the perfect amuse-bouche, that one finger food at that one cocktail party that you will never forget. You are a ridiculous human if you haven’t spent 16 minutes with these two boys. Go watch it now. Or go watch it again. It’s time VERY well spent. 

BEST UNIVERSITY SET BL 2021

THE WINNER: Nitiman

This Thai BL pulp had sympathetic characters, a solid tsundere uke redemption arc, and a fantastic pining seme who yearned without bullying, grooming, or gaslighting. Plus when they were together, they were ridiculously soft. But it also had a realistic portrayal of university life, bisexual awakening, and friendship groups. Bummer about the ending. (Full review here.)

BEST HIGH SCHOOL SET BL OF2021 

It’s a tie! 

THE WINNERS: Light on Me & Kieta Hatsukoi

Korean BL Light On Me managed to portray the angst of high school, social media, and coming out in a refined almost elegant way with all credit given to the uke character for honestly and brutal communication. It had a great friendship group, good teacher character, and even managed to treat Plot Device Girl with integrity. Also the white blue color pallet throughout was very pleasing and classy. 

Japanese BL Kieta Hatsukoi AKA My Love Mix-Up! snuck in under the wire to tie Korea’s gem at the VERY end of the year. It was also all teen angst and dramatic crisis over haircuts and text messaging but it was so Japanese slapstick extreme about it. It was a one-show meme-generator and Aoki’s face was a picture of comedic mobility. It was charming origin yaoi in a way that represented for the manga roots of the genre where as LoM was basically showing us how far we have come. Also Kieta Hatsukoi was so Japan’s style where LoM was so much Korea’s, it’s fun to watch two countries separated by the same genre. These two shows exist in equal, if opposite, flip sides of the same coin. How could I decide between the two? The award goes to both. 

BEST QUEER REP 2021

THE WINNER: My Lascivious Boss

While it did have pacing issues and some questionable content at the beginning, MLB’s unabashed queerness carried it though and ultimately elevated it with camp. It never felt like mockery or punching down, it felt joyful, and very new wave BL. It’s as if Vietnam is starting a process of handing out HEAs to all the letters of LGBTQ+ in BL style - I love this look for them. (On YouTube - full review here.)

BEST WARDROBE 2021 

THE WINNER: We Best Love: Fighting Mr. 2nd 

Mostly I’m classifying WBL as one series aired in two parts, but for this category the second half really takes the gold. THOSE 3 PIECE SUITS on Shu Yi. How Liu Bing Wei always coordinates his tie to Shi Zhe Yu’s suit. It was an absolute pleasure to watch. I never winced once. 

BEST HISTORICAL 2021

THE WINNER: Nobleman Ryu’s Wedding 

A historical setting allowed this BL to use some seriously old fashioned romance tropes (arranged marriage and evil step-sisters) but also modern BL stylings like fake relationship and secret identity (drag) plus some cute gay panic. It was a lot more gentle than any historical BL to date, which is Korea stamping the sub-genre with its mark and standing up to China’s darker traditions. It reminded me of 12th Night more than anything else which just happens to be my favorite Shakespeare play. For all these reasons, I adored it. (Full review here.) 

Most Honest to BL’s Roots 

THE WINNER: Utsukushii Kare

Given, Utsukushii Kare, and Kieta Hatsukoi all could have released in 2015 as live action yaoi and absolutely no one would have been surprised. They were seriously old school in a PTSD flashback kind of way (if reading yaoi and watching the first live action versions gave you PTSD, which it certainly could have if you were young enough.) 

But Given and Kieta Hatsukoi leaned slightly softer, and therefore felt a touch more modern, because Japanese BL is so rarely soft. On the other hand, Utsukushii Kare was harsh as all get up, angry with us and itself, reminding us about whipping boy, and attack dog, and spoiled prince. 

This is what an entirely unreasonable tsundere really looks like. 

This is what a weird obsessed stalker seme really looks like. 

This depicted the collateral that any relationship involving these archetypes causes to everyone around them. 

It was exactly as weird and as messed up as any 2000′s yaoi: emo af and hella warped, entirely true to itself with no attempt made to modify its POV for modern sensibilities or current BL fandom. It didn’t pander to us in anyway, and I fucking loved it for that. This is not just live action yaoi in its purest form, it’s Japanese cinema, uncompromising. 

LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT AWARD 

MaxTul

Starting with Bad Romance in 2016, MaxTul are one of the longest running, funny & game, and apparently healthy actor pairs in Thai BL. Never once did they sail their ship astray, miss a port (or a pun), or fail to raise the rainbow flag to honor the queer community (for queens and country).

We are deeply grateful for their service to fandom. 

We of the BL navy salute you. 

(I’ll stop now.) 

BEST BL THAT WASN’T A BL 2021

THE WiNNER: The Devil Judge

For a show that was meant to be a dystopian court thriller, these two gents got awfully domestic. Is Korea taking its tips from China’s bromance tradition now?

Anygay, these two were husbands by about episode 3. 

Everyone agrees. 

Even them. 

MOST CHARMING BL 2021

THE WiNNER: To My Star 

This little series was quirky as all goddamn getup, but so cinnamon roll adorable out the other side I forgive it all my initial confusion. The grumpy chef and neurotic actor (human puppy) pairing really worked for me. Both actors were great, the kitchen and cafe settings were lovely, and the ending was a peach. Utterly charming.  

MOST REWATCHABLE BL 2021 

THE WINNER: We Best Love

We Best Love is amazing, just the chemistry alone holds up to multiple rewatches, and THAT drunk scene in part 2! There’s some pretty epic pining in BL, but Gao Shi De pines for Olympic gold, and I happen to love watching a seme suffer. Again and again. 

The story is weak but the performances are so good they entirely sweep away a flawed plot, thin narrative arc, and time jump character development. It’s rare for me to like a show DESPITE the story, We Best Love stands with To My Star as one of the few. All told this series is GREAT, I am probably rewatching right now. I want a Viki movie version yesterday. (Full review here.) 

BEST BL 2021

THE WINNER: Color Rush 

In a surprise upset Korea stole the gold from top contenders Taiwan (my beloved) and Thailand (the power house). Under STRONG competition from We Best Love, To My Star, Lovely Writer, and 1000 Stars, Color Rush took the top spot. 

What can I say? I absolutely LOVE this BL. 

What really won it for Color Rush was the brilliant allegory and the ultra clean concept, not to mention Korea’s pitch perfect production values and a heavy dose of classic yaoi filming technique. 

Color Rush managed to be both ground-breaking, nostalgic, and charming all at once. I could write a thesis on it. I kinda did. 

Winners based on my definition of BL. 

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[i-like-sparkly-things]

Stars in the night

A Jay × reader

Jay held you close, letting you cry. He rubbed your back, softly guiding his hand up and down your back. He rested his chin on your hair and feeling your breathing slow down, he pressed his lips against your forehead , letting his lips linger on your skin.

This is for day 2 of @resanoona 's 2k celebration!! Congratulations bb you deserve everything in the world!! I know how much u love Jay so here's my very first Jay×reader fic :) the prompt was stars+sky+love letters but I couldn't add the last one tho :(

Word count : 1.7k (this got out of hand oops)

Warnings : sarcasm, grief , death, kinda graphic death (?)

Note : is this extremely self indulgent cause i want someone to hug me? yes. does this have a plot ? no. good grammar ? no. good flow? no. either way, nothing i ever write will come anywhere near your incredible fics resa. but i hope you like this anyways.

MASTERLIST

"I can't believe this" You groaned, seeing the large clouds of smoke from the jeeps engine. You and Jay had the day off and were on a short trip to your childhood town. You passed the city border and were driving through the stretch of woods separating the two. Your plan was to spend the night in a hotel nearby and take in the sides of your hometown, which you hadn't visited since you were eleven.

******

That is, until Jay's Jeep gave up halfway through the woods.

"We're gonna die here, you know that!? There's like a million people who die in the woods every year." You stated, gesturing to the forest around you like a crazy person.

"Really ?" Jay gasped, pretending to be shocked "Well it's a good thing you have me"

"Oh my god" You rolled your eyes, "Yeah , I'm pretty sure the car broke down 'cause of the weight of your ego"

"Oh , you know you love me" Jay said, throwing a wink at you and opening his door. "Come on." He gestured, "Change of plans, we're going hiking"

Soon , the two of you were following the small trail through the woods. "You know, I never thought of you as the serial killer type."

"What are you talking about?" Jay narrowed his eyes, sounding offended.

"Oh please Jay , I've seen you eat noodles with chopsticks before. You're the messiest person alive! There's no way you would ever get away with murder." You explained , like it was the obvious answer. "Plus , I'm faster than you. I could just runaway if I wanted to" You shrugged.

"That sounds like a challenge to me" He smirked.

God, Jay knew you too well. He knew how much you loved to win. It took you less than a second to start running. You took large strides and swiftly avoided the trees and bushes. You felt your heart pounding from your chest as the air rushed past your face, as you manoeuvered your way through the dense forest.

But unfortunately, Jay wasn't far behind. You heard the rustle of leaves of his strides as he chased you.

But still, you were confident that you were going to win until you felt a pair of arms wrap around your midsection.

Jay effortlessly lifted you off the ground, "Jay!!!--" you shrieked "--let me go!!!" Your laughter echoed through the forest and Jay could swear that it was the best sound in the world.

How did he get so lucky? How did he even get here with his former arch nemesis?

You had always wanted to be a firefighter, ever since they rescued you from the car accident. Those firefighters.....they were there for you when you needed them the most, so you wanted to do the same for others.

And years later, you were the newbie at Firehouse 51 . Your paths often crossed during cases.

Now, normally this wouldn't be a problem.... except for the fact that the two of you couldn't stand each other. Jay's cockiness made you roll your eyes, scoffing at his so called 'detective' tone, while Jay hated you correcting him every chance you got. You being right all the time didn't help his ego at all.

But with your jobs, the two of you were often forced to work together, much to your displeasure.

You were an excellent team and your 'working together' slowly turned to long conversations. Soon , the two of you had designated tables at Molly's .

You grew together and made each other better.

With Jay, you didnt feel so alone anymore. You felt more loved than you ever had your whole life. And for the first time you could imagine a future.

And Jay.....Jay admired you to pieces. You thought him how to let go. Let go of his emotions, all his guilt that he had carried with him from his army days and his cop days. He learned better than to drown his thoughts in alcohol and to start looking forward to the people he can save, and not backward, to the people he couldn't.

The wind carried your laughter and Jay hoped that everyone could witness it.

He smiled, putting you down and turning you, bringing you flush into his chest with a firm grip on your waist.

"That's not fair!! You - you cheated!!" You panted, struggling to slow down your breathing.

"Please ... you just don't want to admit that I won."

You scoffed "You are unbelievable, you know that?" You smiled, tugging at his collar, lowering his lips to yours.

You sighed into the kiss, relaxing your body. You felt Jay's lips curl into a smile, as his grip on your waist tightened.

Catching your breath, you and Jay made your way to the edge of the cliff . You heard crickets and owls who called these trees their home. You saw fireflies crowd around you, lighting the night sky.

Jay laid his jacket on the ground, so you could make yourself comfortable. The two of you sat down, leaning against the tree and manoeuvring yourselves into a comfortable position, with your head on Jay's chest.

You could see the city lights in the distance. You had a clear view of your hometown from the cliff ; it was close enough to see the houses and streets but far enough to drown all it's sounds.

It had been a decade since you visited that place, but you remembered that day like it was yesterday.

Little bits of shattered glass littered your face. You lay in the back seat of your car, unaware of what was happening around you. You try to open your eyes but the blinding light only worsens the throbbing in your head.

The truck had ran the red light, ploughing through your car, dragging it across the length of the street.

"Mom? " you called out, pushing yourself up to lean on the car seat but neither of your parents acknowledged you. You could make out their slumped figures in the front seat with your blurry vision. But just before you blacked out, you caught a glimpse of the fire on the hood of your car.

You felt a tear make it's way down your cheek. It had gotten colder, you could see the outline of the cloud of fog from your breath. Jay wrapped his arms around you holding you closer to him.

You were jostled and turned and carefully extracted from the wreckage. You had woken up once again and found yourself surrounded by firefighters and paramedics pushing your gurney towards the ambulance parked around the corner.

"Your parents sheilded you from the flames. Don't worry, we're gonna take care of you hun." You heard. It was a soothing voice, calm and collected. You allowed yourself to close your eyes again, her promise echoing in your mind "You're going to be okay"

You leaned into Jay, shaking your head as you tucked yourself into the crook of his neck, as sobs ripped through you.

The next time you saw your parents, was at the morgue.

"No!!" Your ratchet screams echoed through the empty hallways. The medical examiners tried to pull you back but you didn't let go. Your frail arms hugged your mom and dad, who were covered in white sheets. "Please !! You have to come back to me!!"

Jay held you close, letting you cry. He rubbed your back, softly guiding his hand up and down your back. He rested his chin on your hair and feeling your breathing slow down, he pressed his lips against your forehead , letting his lips linger on your skin.

"I miss them. I miss them so much." you whispered "It's been ten years, Jay. Ten fucking years. I should be over this by now."

"Hey , hey, look at me." He cupped your face, making your eyes meet "You don't have to be over anything. It's okay to miss them"

His fingers ghosted over your jaw and held your neck, rubbing his thumb over the base of your skull, where he knew was a scar you had gotten from the accident.

He looked to the sky, eyes widening at what he was seeing. He remembered all the stories you had told him that your parents had told you. "Y/n...."

You followed Jay's line of sight, to be welcomed by the ocean of stars above you. The pinpoint balls of light were scattered as far as your eyes could see, till they faded away into the horizon, where the sky meets the land.

"They're not gone y/n, they're right here, with us."

The corner of your lips curled into a small smile at the thought. Your mom and dad had told you lots of stories of the night sky. Maybe --you thought-- maybe, they were right. You really could feel people in the stars.

You felt the pads of your dad's thumb swipe away the tears on your ten-year-old self's cheek, after you crashed your bicycle.

You felt your moms hands thread through your hair, as she pulled it into a ponytail when you were eight.

You felt your six-year-old self's hand, wrap around your dads, guiding you into the park.

You felt your mom's soft lips upon your forehead, when she tucked you into bed, when you were four.

You felt the wind in your hair when your dad threw you up into the air, when you were two.

You felt....... them.

You felt......... loved.

"Yea .... they really are with us."

"I may not have met them, but you've told me so much about them. I see them in you everyday y/n. In the way you talk to people. In the way you laugh. In the way you smile. It's second nature for you to help others, just like it was for your parents to protect you. You run into burning buildings and climb skyscrapers without a second thought. You never hesitate to put your own life at risk, if it means that the next person is safe.

They're not gone y/n. Nobody is ever gone. You will always have pieces of them in you.

We are all a culmination, of the people we've loved."

You looked to the stars once again, relaxing into Jay's chest.

"They would be so proud of you."

You smiled softly, knowing that your parents would have loved Jay as well. Jay was right. You had your parents at heart and nothing would ever take that away from you. You will grieve and you will cry, but with Jay, you knew that one day the pain will be a little lighter, and a little easier to carry.

After all, nobody is ever really gone.

*****

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[astaroth1357]

Demon Brothers Getting Possessive at the Club

… I can explain. Or, well, no I can't. But this exists now anyway so enjoy?

Warnings: Possessive Behavior, Yandere-ish, Violence

Intro: The MC and their favorite demon were just trying to have a fun night out at The Fall. The lights were going, the music was blaring, and the two of them were by the bar but there was a problem. Their demon noticed a sketchy creep who'd been eyeing their human all night long… and that simply won't do. So when their human left to use the bathroom…

It was time to take care of the problem.

Lucifer

Though Lucifer was usually less than into the club scene, the MC wanted a change of pace from their usual dates and he did so want to make them happy… At first, he thought he'd just be dealing with the loud noise and crowded atmosphere but then he noticed something else…

A demon had been following them through most of the night, always keeping his distance but staring at the MC far too much for his liking…

This put Lucifer in a bit of an odd position. He didn't exactly want to leave the club because the MC didn't look tired yet, but he also didn't like seeing that cretin following them around…

Yet, of course, it also rubbed his pride the wrong way to go tell him to stop directly. Lucifer would never admit to feeling bothered by some pitiful lesser demon… Never.

But by the time the MC left him to use the restroom, he was at his wit's end. He could see the man had taken a seat at the other end of the bar just to watch them and he was growing irritated… So he had to devise a new strategy.

It's unusual for demons to walk around in their true forms. It's not that it's frowned upon or anything, it's just that it's normally something reserved for big events… or for displays of dominance and control.

So when Lucifer slipped into his demon form in the middle of The Fall, it turned quite a few heads. Truthfully, there was only one head in particular that he wanted his way, and once he got it, he stared the guy down…

It was a taste of the lowlife's own medicine, but so much worse coming from him… The feel of Lucifer's bloody-onyx eyes and chillingly cold smile from across the bar could have made even the strongest men run for the hills…

Needless to say, the demon didn't last very long under the eldest brother's gaze. In fact, he wilted almost immediately before slinking away as quickly as he could… 

A guy not even able to stomach the firstborn's stare? Truly a pathetic coward if Lucifer ever saw one.

He was totally back to normal by the time the MC returned and went back to dancing with them like nothing ever happened… Though his human couldn't help but notice the crowd kept their distance from them for the rest of the night... 

Eh, Hell is just weird sometimes isn't it?

Mammon

Look, Mammon had been trying to have some fun the whole night and for the most part he'd been succeeding except for one thing…

He could sense that asshole still hadn't left them alone. He'd just hover near him and his MC like a hellhound stalking prey… It was annoying. It was creepy…

And it was reeeaaallly getting on his nerves.

When the MC left for the restroom, he was leaning back against the bar scanning the room for their abhorrent admirer while using the tint of his sunglasses to hide his eyes.

It didn't take him long to see the gross fuck sitting alone at a table. Who knew what he was planning... following them home? Taking candid shots of MC? Either way, he wanted to sock him in the jaw…

But, of course, Mammon knew he had to play it just a little smoother than that to stay in the club.

Mammon sauntered over to the man's table and invited himself to sit, kicking his feet up to look casual but knocking his boots against the surface so roughly it made the guy jump... Pathetic.

"Oi, so I've seen ya lookin at my human… Real work of art, eh?" He flashed the guy a fanged grin and watched him sweat for a second before cutting off any answer.

"-'course they are. Don't need to tell me. But I gotta say, you're really ticking me off, bud… We're just tryin to enjoy ourselves but I keep seeing your ugly mug wherever we're at."

He pulled his legs back from the table and reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a deck of playing cards.

"Tell ya what, I'm feelin oddly generous so let's play a game. You and me. If ya win, I'll let ya have a night with'em…" He fought the urge to punch the guy when he saw his eyes light up, "but if I win…"

Mammon put the deck on the table then leaned in real close, "I'll flay your skin off and gild ya skeleton in the 4th circle myself… Gold skulls are selling like hotcakes right now." He put every bit of malice he could into the threat, even barring his increasingly sharpening fangs.

The guy must of had a good head on him because he paled immediately before getting up and running from the table. If there's one thing everybody knows about Mammon, it's never play cards with him if he can make even a single Grimm… Chances are, you're gonna lose.

When the MC came back, Mammon flagged them down to their new table and pulled them onto his lap for a little chat before getting more drinks. They're his human. His.

Leviathan

Of course Levi noticed this creep the second that they walked in. He's Envy. He had been hyper-vigilant of all the attention the MC had been receiving since their first step inside. But this guy was… persistent.

He'd been tailing them all night, always finding spots with good vantage points, which of course was sketch as hell but...

Honestly? Levi just didn't like him looking at them. Not at all. In fact, he'd hazard to say he truly hated this complete stranger for how much real estate his eyes were taking up of his precious MC… What gave him the right??

By the time the MC had to use the restroom, he was sitting at the bar seriously contemplating whether or not to just carry them home… He didn't like night clubs anyway, but they seemed to be having fun and they always looked so cute while dancing…

No. He couldn't just take them home. But once they left, he had a much better idea.

It was easy for Levi to slip away from the bar. The asshole was leaned back against a nearby wall and pretty much pulled his phone out the second the MC was out of sight. From there, Levi only had to do what he did best, blend into the background, until he was right next to the guy...

He didn't say anything. He didn't give him any warning or threat. No, no he was far too ticked to be that charitable…

The only indication the man got of how royally he fucked up was the searing pain of Levi's fangs digging into his shoulder, the thirdborn's gloved hand muffling his screams until the venom took hold of his prey.

The last thing that man ever saw, propped up and paralyzed against the wall, was the MC coming back to their docile otaku, who now pulled them into his arms… still shooting the occasional smirk in his victim's direction.

And the last thing he ever heard was the same word his killer whispered to him after his throat became too tight to scream… "Mine."

Satan

This always seemed to happen whenever he took the MC places… They could be walking together in the park and he'd still see lesser demon eyes following them around...

Frankly, it did piss him off to a degree. He knew they never asked to be stared at like a piece of meat, but if he'd go on a rampage every time it happened then they'd never have a quiet date again. So he learned to put up with it… to an extent.

The demon that had been following them that night was really testing his notoriously short patience...

He had tried several tactics to shake the guy as they were dancing but he'd always come right back. He even got more handsy than normal to show, "Hey, this one is mine!" but that had gotten him equally dismal results… It was bordering the line of disrespect now.

He did his best to keep up a friendly face while the MC was with him, but they must have noticed he'd gotten tense. They told him to try and relax a bit before they left for the bathroom…

Oh, he was going to relax alright.

The second they were out of sight, Satan's smile broke into a glare he leveled right at the offending scumbag's table. Of course, seeing the MC had left put the guy's attention elsewhere, but that was his funeral.

Satan knew his time was limited, so he skipped the pleasantries and marched right over to him, slamming his foot down onto the edge of the table with such force it threatened to tip it over then grabbed him by the neck.

"Back. OFF."

It really didn't take much, his reputation preceded him. He felt the guy's pulse skyrocket between his fingers before he let him go.

It was hard not to get a little satisfaction when watching the worthless creep scramble away from him like his life depended on it (as it very much did). He almost considered giving chase just to amp up the fun, but the MC returned sooner than he expected…

A pair of arms around his waist and lips against his cheek were enough to evaporate his anger right then… but it didn't settle his sudden need to mark them in the slightest.

Ultimately, the real question was whether he could wait until they got home to show the world that they were his or if they needed to find somewhere… quieter. No promises, MC.

Asmodeus 

Asmo had dealt with his fair share of admirers, the stalking kind included. Fortunately, dealing with them had always been relatively easy for him (he is a ruler of Hell after all) but one targeting his beloved human…? That was far less acceptable in his eyes.

He caught sight of the beady eyes of the creep while he was dancing with the MC. At first, he thought the guy was looking at him (who wouldn't?) but then he followed his eyeline right to his lovely human companion…

Though he couldn't exactly blame him for staring, he and MC made a fantastic looking pair, he definitely couldn't sit idly by either. People like this are usually bad news and he refused to let any harm come to his MC…!

He was as tactful as ever, though. He liked The Fall and would rather not be banned from returning… He waited patiently for the MC to go to the bathroom before making his way over to the creep, his perfect smile still sitting on his face.

"Excuse me, cutie." He waited for the stalker's eyes to leave his phone and settle on Asmo's own. "Ah, there you are! Good. I had a question for you, I think… oh no, I must have forgotten it! Silly me."

Though he could see the demon was growing annoyed, Asmo stalled for just a few moments longer… just long enough for his bewitching charm to set into his victim's mind.

"Ah! Now I remember. Do you like dogs?" He smiled in satisfaction to see the creeper's head nod slowly. "Oh good! Because I know a very hungry dog right now… Cerberus is his name and I don't think he's had a meal today. Would you be a doll and go feed him for me? He lives in the cave behind the House of Lamentation. You can't miss him."

The demon's head nodded slowly yet again as he rose from his chair and walked out of the club quietly. Quick, painless, and with no messy cleanup!

Well… none that Cerberus wouldn't clean up for him anyway. Asmo returned to the bar with a newly giddy grin on his face... His MC wouldn't be seeing that man ever again~!

Beelzebub 

Beel is very patient. Beel is very kind. Beel is very forgiving. Beel is… really not about this right now...

Unlike his brothers, Beel's easygoing nature made him less quick to pick up on the lingering glances that the MC gets from others. Even when he does notice, he can usually let it slide if looking is all they do (he's the only one who can touch after all).

But even he couldn't miss how wolfishly that demon was staring at them… It made him uncomfortable and the guy just refused to leave them alone…

By the time the MC left Beel at the bar to use the restroom, he was on a level of irritated usually only reserved for when someone denied him food… It was like that jerk had taken a cheese grater to his patience and it was wearing thin…

As much as he knew he could deck him, he didn't want to get them kicked out… The MC was having such a good time, despite the creep's ogling, so he used a different approach…

Being so high up in Hell had its perks and one was that anywhere in town that offered food also had a secret menu… A Beelzebub Only menu (as a precaution so that he wouldn't wreck the place whenever he stopped by). Anything on his menu always had huge portions and The Fall was no exception.

The bartender didn't seem too surprised when he ordered a Drakon Leg, but he was very surprised when he asked to get the full bone too… Not with the meat on it. Just the bone.

Fun Fact: the bones of Drakons are supremely thick and strong enough to be used as clubs.

Even More Fun Fact: it takes an incredible amount of force to snap these bones…

...which Beel did without breaking a sweat… and maintaining eye contact with the creep The. Entire. Time. The sound of the bone snapping in two was almost as deafening as a gunshot and he didn't even flinch.

The demon went running out of the club with his tail between his legs and quickly got swapped out for the MC running back, worried about what made such a loud noise…

Of course, by that time Beel had the bone thrown away and was chowing down on the meat like nothing ever happened so they dropped the subject soon enough...

He may not be as open about when he claims someone as the rest of his family but that's because when push comes to shove, who in their right mind would want to challenge Beel anyway...?

Belphegor 

Nope. Nope. Nope nope nope, he's not having this. Not one bit.

Belphie lacks a lot of the good-natured patience of his twin... Chances are if there's something happening and he's not stopping it, it's just because putting up with it is the path of least resistance…

But there are always exceptions and those are usually reserved for the MC.

Strangers trying to get close or even imagining themselves being with MC really makes his blood boil… He knew them the most. He loved them the most. On just what grounds did some random moron think he could take his place?? Wishful thinking? Keep dreaming, buddy.

So, of course, he wasn't happy when he noticed some asshole staring at the MC like Beel does when he sees a havoc roast...

He kept his poker face up while he was with the MC, but he was devising a plan to take care of him the entire time… One he finally got the chance to enact once the MC went to the bathroom.

He's even better at going unnoticed than Levi, so sneaking his way over to the asshole was a piece of cake. He didn't notice until Belphie casually draped his arm around the guy's neck, hanging his clawed hand dangerously close to the scumbag's heart...

"Having a good time…?"

He could feel a shallow swallow against his arm as he began to slowly apply pressure to his trachea.

"I bet you were… and I was too until I saw you following us… Care to explain yourself?"

"I-I uh-Gah!" 

The guy's voice gets cut off by Belphie's arm getting even tighter, the sharp tips of his claws drumming directly over the man's thundering heart.

"Ugh, that's what you actually sound like? Never mind, it's not worth knowing…" His fingers stopped drumming and slowly began to dig into his skin...

"I'm only going to say this once… If I ever see you tailing my human again, you won't be needing this-" his claws drilled a little deeper into his chest, "-anymore. Am I clear?"

The demon's head nodded as much as his strangled throat would allow and Belphie finally retracted his claws, wiping the blood off on the guy's shirt before letting him go. He fell forward onto all fours before attempting to scramble away as fast as he could...

Belphie watched him go with disinterest on his face, but satisfaction in his heart. Yet another threat to his human dealt with… And they could go back to enjoying their evening together. Alone. Just where his human belonged...

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[mara-xx217]

Hello I’m an idiot who sent this to the wrong blog “I saw your monsters favorite and I was thinking how would the killers react to a virgin s/o ? They didn’t mind an “experienced” but what if it’s her first time ? “

Well... At least you already know what you're getting yourself into (probably) lol. Enjoy~

Evan Macmillan/ The Trapper

The possessive, controlling part of his brain is having a fucking field day with this knowledge

You're telling him that HE'S the first man you've ever been with?!

Normally, he'd be extremely possessive over his partner, but now? It's been cranked up to an 11

There's a sense of pride in that he could be your one and only, and he'll make sure that it stays that way

You’re going to be in a world of hurt when Evan decides to make you his, forever. Don’t expect to be able to do much walking anytime soon, or anything else for that matter. He needs to make sure that he’s sewn his seed properly, after all

Max Thompson Jr./The Hillbilly

Maxie has literally ZERO experience with any other human being other than his parents and their shitty friends, so yeah... He's at a bit of a loss

Sees it as neither a positive or a negative. He's just happy that someone cares about him at all

So. AWKWARD. And. SHY. Both of you!

Lots and lots of baby steps will be taken in this relationship

Patients and understanding is a big must of the both of you

It is going to be a messy, confusing and awkward first time, but because you both trust one another, it’ll turn out alright, even if it’s a complete disaster

Michael Myers

While Michael is also a virgin, that doesn’t mean he’s a wallflower like Max is

He really doesn’t care if you are or aren’t, but there’s something tantalizing about taking something so precious away from you that he can’t deny

Is low key disgusted by the thought of sex for the longest time

But his raging desires to both hurt you and become closer to you will win out, eventually

You’re gonna have a painful first time. Just saying

Herman Carter/The Doctor

Uhhh…

So... Herman doesn't really mind either way, but if you are a virgin?

His sadism goes brrrrr-

But seriously, he's going to push your boundaries so damn hard and make you as uncomfortable as possible. How can he resist seeing something so cute squirm under his careful eye?

He doesn't love you, but he sure loves hurting you. Finally having sex with you just seals your fate with him. You're his sweet little plaything, and you won't be leaving anytime soon

Kazan Yamaoka/ The Oni

Oh… Not again…

Kazan is waay more old school than Evan is if you can believe it, and fully expects his S/O to be a virgin

He's very careful with choosing the vessel for his lineage. You're nothing short of perfect, and will be treated as such

Is uncharacteristically gentle with you at any given point, especially during that special night

At first...

Will eventually go completely feral at the prospect of impregnating you, becoming the rough Kazan we all know and love

@prettycutebunny

@randomyklol

@kennbb

@furanshinufuransu

#dead by daylight #dbd #dbd the trapper #dbd the hillbilly #og michael myers #dbd the doctor #dbd the oni

[wiypt-writes]

Guilty As Charged

Guilty As Charged: Bucky Barnes One Shot

Summary: Defence Attorney James ‘Bucky’ Barnes is the absolute bane of your life…

Pairing: Lawyer AU Bucky Barnes x Reader (Frenemies!)

Warnings: Bad language words.

Word Count- Under 2k

A/N:  This was originally posted on my old blog ages ago, but I’ve just given it a little polish and thought, seeing as I’m on the Bucky Train at the moment, I’d bring it back. Also, my knowledge on US Criminal Law is sketchy at best, so humour me…

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this bar reader and any other OCs that may or may not be mentioned. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

Bucky Barnes Masterlist // Main Masterlist

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In God We Trust, the words set about the Judge’s podium were fixed in your vision, motes of dust moving freely in the rays of sunlight which were streaming through the large, ornate windows of the court room and you took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, concentrating on expelling the nerves you were feeling with the air that left your mouth and lungs.

No matter how many times you were in this position, the reading of the verdict still got to you. Your gaze turned to the jury, as the judge did the same, that all important question ringing across the room, the air stiflingly tense.

“On the charge of murder in the first degree, do you find the defendant or not guilty"

“Not guilty.”

Fuck.

Cheers from the defendants family drowned out your loud groan as you rubbed at your temple. Looking over at your colleague, Sam, you shook your head in utter disbelief.

The judge continued through the remaining charges, second-degree murder and voluntary manslaughter, and your despair grew as the same verdict was returned for each.

You’d lost. And it stung, not merely because of your near perfect conviction rate, but for the family of the victim you were one-hundred percent convinced the accused.

"Y/N this wasn't your fault.” Sam stated in a low voice but you simply sighed again and shrugged.

"I was sure they'd see through his lies,” you glanced over to your right where the defence team, headed up by James Buchanan Barnes of Barnes and Rogers Law firm were shaking hand with each other and their defendant. Barnes' face was arranged in the usual smug look that you always had the urge to slap right off it. His partner, Steve, glanced over at you and gave you a genuine, sympathetic smile.

He’s always the most courteous out of the two, the one you actually didn’t mind dealing with when it came to cases.

"He fucking did it Y/N," Sam's voice was almost a growl, "I know he did."

"Well in the eyes of the law he didn’t." You stated, standing up.

The commotion continued behind you, as the defendant was told he was free to go. Making sure to keep your head down, you hastily shuffled your papers back into their respective files and packed your briefcase up. Picking up your jacket, you shrugged it on, smoothing down pencil skirt before you head to leave the courtroom before Barnes can pipe up with his usual smart ass quips. But you're not quite fast enough. "Commiserations Miss Y/LN, can't win em all." The familiar Brooklyn drawl hit your ears.

"Buck," Steve sighed "c'mon pal..."

You grit your teeth. You know you shouldn't rise to it, but you just can’t help it. The man is an utter jack ass in the courtroom. Spinning to face him, you shot him your best contemptuous glare, the one you always reserve for those people you really cannot stand, and looked at him like he was something you'd just trodden in.

"You know Barnes, there is such a thing as being gracious in victory as well as defeat." "Defeat?” He asked, looking at Steve with a puzzled expression on his face, “no, not sure what that is." "Eat shit.” You mumbled before turning to Sam who was stood behind you, watching the exchange. You nod to him and the two of you continued up the aisle towards the exit. The victim's family were congregated outside and all at once the start barraging you with questions.

"How did that happen?"

"You said it was a cert he would go down!”

"What about a private prosecution?”

You sighed and turn to look at them, you were exhausted. "I'm sorry.” You shook your head. “That new evidence that his attorney submitted, it was just threw too much of a doubt into the juries mind..." you held your hand up to gently silence them. “If you're serious about a private prosecution then I can meet you next week to discuss and put you in touch with a few people but I’m sorry, as far as the State’s involvement goes…I can’t do anymore."

Escaping as quickly as you could, you and Sam headed back to your office. After a short meeting with your boss, the District Attorney, who was as pissed as you were that the prosecution had failed, you emerged feeling twice as tired and battered as you had when you’d left the courtroom.

As Sam stated, there was only one thing left you could do. Drink alcohol. A lot of alcohol.

It was a short walk to your preferred bar, having decided to abandon your car and collect it in the morning. You were going to get drunk. Really drunk. "Hey Y/N, hey Sam." Clint, the bar tender greeted you. “I hear it wasn't a great day.” You looked up and saw he was pointing to the TV behind the bar. It was on a news channel, focussing on a report from earlier that afternoon which wasn’t surprising. The case had thrown up huge public interest ever since the body of the teenage girl has been found in the alleyway in Queens. The defendant confessed but somehow, the new evidence submitted was an alleged recording that the defence had gotten their hands on as proof the confession was taken under duress. If you were being totally honest, you had to admit that it didn't sound great, the officer did seem to be leaning heavily on the defendant, but the other evidence was, no, IS overwhelming.

But all it needed was that little seed of doubt, which the defence sowed expertly, and the jury couldn't convict. And now, thanks to Barnes and Rogers, specifically Barnes, in your mind a dangerous killer was walking free. As you stared at the television, you saw Barnes on the screen with the defendant, all smiles and Steve at his side. Barnes greeted the press with a raised hand. "Clint turn it over man." Sam almost pleaded and Clint shot you both a sympathetic look, before he pointed the remote at and flicked the report over to a mundane, late afternoon game show. You ordered 2 beers, and then settled at the bar on one of the tall chairs, crossing your bare, heeled legs as you and Sam began to dissect the case. You couldn’t help it, you always did this, analyse where you went wrong or right.

The pair of you got that enthralled in your discussions, that before you know it, it was an hour lager and you're now four beers deep... and Sam was fielding an angry phone call from his wife, Natasha. "I gotta go, boss." He sighed, apologetically, “it’s my little girl’s dance recital at six and if I miss this one, Nat’s gonna hang me out to dry!” You waved his explanation off. “Its fine, Sam. Oh, and take the morning tomorrow. That case has had us working all hours and I don’t intend on being there till lunch. Clint, gimme a bourbon please?" "Don't let Barnes get to you.” Sam sighed. “You know what he is like" "Smug, arrogant and annoyingly self-righteous.” You nodded. “Yup, I got it.” Sam smiled and dropped a friendly kiss to your cheek. "See you later." Clint slid the glass of bourbon over to you and you smiled before pulling out your phone to check a few emails and your social media. You were just reading through an article about a Billionaire in Manhattan who had designed some kind of metal suit that allowed him to fly (because that's gonna end well), when a familiar voice broke your concentration. "Can I buy you a drink?" You rolled your eyes and looked up at Bucky Barnes as he leaned on the bar, still in his suit, although he had dispensed of his black and white tie, and opened his top button. This was another thing you hated about him. He is utterly gorgeous. Like GQ cover gorgeous, especially in his sharp suits and silk ties.

And he fucking knows it, too. "Depends." You shrugged, throwing back the remainder of your bourbon. "Does it come with a side helping of irritating smugness?" He chuckled. "I'm off duty, Doll so no."

"In that case I'll have another Monkey Shoulder." You slid the empty glass back to Clint. "Take it you're not driving home?" Barnes asked, his azure eyes running over your bare legs. "Well if I do and I get caught, I'm sure you can get me off any charges.” You replied sharply, shooting him a look that made it clear you caught him eyeing you up. And it isn't the first time either. That's another reason you clash so much in the courtroom. Sexual tension. Fucking jerk. He barked out a laugh "You're really not happy with me are you?" "Not particularly." You shook your head, thanking Clint as he pushed the now full glass back to you, with a small wink. It's a double, you noticed. That should set Barnes back a bit. Bucky reached for his beer and after a pull he looked directly at you. "Come work for me." He said and you groaned.

Not this again. "I'm a prosecutor." You rolled your eyes. "Not a defence attorney. I told you that last time you asked. And the time before, and the time before that." "I'm nothing if not persistent." He winked, turning in his stool so he was facing you. "Besides, I can teach you the ways of the dark side." "You’d love that wouldn't you?" You snort. "Oh, Sweetheart you have no idea." He leaned forward slightly, his elbow on the bar and this time he is blatantly staring at the flash of skin that was showing above the buttons on your blouse. "My face is up here, ass hole." With a smirk he raised his deep, blue eyes and they locked onto yours. Despite yourself, you feel your breath hitch slightly. Dammed him and his sex appeal. "Why are you always this insufferable?" You eventually tore your gaze away from his and picked up your drink, glancing up at the TV as an excuse not to look at him. "Ah come on Y/N, don’t be like that." He reached out to squeeze your hand which was resting on the back of the tall chair you were sat in. "We could make a great team..." You raised an eyebrow and looked at him. "Professionally.” He added, his eyes not leaving yours as he took another large drink of his beer, and you pulled your hand away from under his. "I'd kill you within five minutes of us being in the same office." You glared at him as you took another sip from your drink. He chuckled and eyed you again, “to be fair I'm not sure Stevie would be able to function with a beautiful dame such as yourself in close proximity. He still flusters around any woman that isn’t his Peggy.” "That's because Steve is a happily married man." "So am I." He shot back. Ah yes, Mrs Barnes… "Your wife deserves a medal. She must have the patience of a fucking saint to put up with you." You said into your glass. "I have other hidden qualities which mean she's prepared to overlook my slightly less favourable personality traits." He quipped, and you looked back to see that lopsided grin on his face that flips your stomach. Behave Y/N. "They must be very hidden." You mused, and he let out another loud laugh.   "You're killing me, Doll.” "Good." You drained your glass. The liquid burnt your throat and you could feel the effects of the alcohol from the last few hours as your brain started to hum. You looked at Barnes who was watching you, his eyes shining with all the cheekiness of a teenage boy and you know you need to leave before you do something stupid.

Like snogging his dumb, handsome face off. "I think it's time I got going." You said simply, standing up. Barnes gave a nod, draining his bottle. “Yeah I should be making tracks too. Wife to see to, you know how it is.” You stood and he did the same, and you realised he was holding up your jacket, ready for you to slide your arms into. Narrowing your eyes slightly at his sudden chivalry, you couldn’t help the small smile that flickered across your face as you turned and allowed him to help you into it. His hands dropped to your shoulders and he span you round gently and smiled with those perfect teeth, a smile that lit up his beautiful face, his eyes crinkling in the corners. "Lead the way Mrs Barnes.” He instructed softly, dropping a tender kiss to your lips. "You know it's a good job I love you,” you smiled, sliding your arms up round his neck. "Yeah, I know." "Although right now I'm struggling to remember why." "Well, when we get home I'll just have to show you some of those hidden qualities I was talking about, see if they help jog your memory.” You bit your lip slightly at the dark flash of desire that flit across his eyes, and you leant up to brush your lips across his stubbled jawline. "Unanimous verdict,” your voice drops slightly as you pull back and he smirked again, “guilty as charged.” You tossed Clint a good bye, linked your hand into your husband’s and he walked you outside into the brisk wind, his arm pulling you close, his lips pressed a soft kiss to your temple. Yeah, James Buchanan Barnes might be an insufferable, arrogant ass hole in the courtroom, but outside it he's simply your Bucky.

#bucky barnes #buck barnes fic #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #lawyer au

[koiblossom5]

tr characters at a sleepover

takemichi: probably the most normal one, which is not a good sign. he’s the type to chomp down aggressively on popcorn during scary movies bc that’s how scared he is. he’s also the first one to pass out, making him the ideal target for pranks (courtesy of mikey, smiley, and kazutora)

mikey: oh god oh fuck. this very violent gremlin will hog all of the snacks, and by all, I mean ALL of them (he’s willing to lend takemichi the popcorn though). nobody can get any sleep bc this little shit snores louder than a vacuum cleaner, much to everyone’s annoyance. oh and the nasty ass creature that’s stealing all of the food in your fridge at night? that’s not your sleep paralysis demon. that’s just mikey with his stupid 3 am snacking.

draken: takes on the role as mikey’s impulse control, but only because no one else will do it. everyone cuddles up toward him during the scary movie because he’s strong and has a very reassuring presence. by the end of the movie, he can’t feel either of his arms or legs. he’ll be willing to buy extra snacks from the local dollar store just so he can get away from mikey.

baji: honestly? just as annoying as mikey. he’s ready to get wild, and constantly squabbles over the snacks with mikey (but he’s willing to share with chifuyu). he lets emma play with his hair while he gets his nails done by chifuyu. before sleeping, everyone has to roll baji up into a blanket burrito because this mf will NOT stop kicking in his sleep. have you ever been strangled in your sleep? oh don’t worry that’s probably just baji dreaming of choking kisaki to death

chifuyu: sneaks peke j in because he can’t sleep without his cat. thankfully, he’s one of the calmer people, probably second to takemichi. he also brings over his nail polish and offers to do everyone’s nails! oh uh, ignore the barfing noises in the background: that’s just chifuyu after he’s eaten one pop tart too many. given up on sleep yet?

mitsuya: he’s willing to be more chill. he loves his sisters, but it’s practically a gift from heaven having one night to himself. he brings all of the snacks, much to mikey’s delight. he’s also probably surprisingly calm during the scary movie, but only because he had a weird but short phase sometime during middle school where he would watch nothing but horror movies. it explains a lot about luna and mana’s upbringing, actually. he’ll try to get inui to model in some clothes for him, much to hakkai’s jealously.

hakkai: slightly bummed because mikey has a super tight grip on the snacks and won’t seem to share (it’s fine, draken is going to get some more). also, mitsuya is asking someone ELSE to model for him, which he seriously can’t stand. luckily, he has someone to rant to (ahem, angry) while he gets his nails done by chifuyu. he’s terrified out of his mind during the movie, screaming really loudly during the jump scares. it’s an odd sight: hakkai’s six foot ass cowering behind mitsuya, who’s calmly munching on some popcorn with takemichi without batting an eye.

pah chin: don’t tell koko, but he somehow managed to sneak his dog, pochi into the fucking house. chifuyu’s not the only one who can’t sleep without his pet. peh-yan is the only one who knows pochi is there. they hide pochi in a closet, occasionally feeding pochi some leftover snacks that mikey hasn’t claimed yet. it’s literally the worst kept secret because these two share a collective brain cell, but somehow no one has noticed yet because there’s too much chaos going on. unfortunately, the closet they hide pochi in just happens to be where koko’s shoes and fancy clothes are stored. don’t worry! koko doesn’t find out until the very next morning, or the morning after THAT, because he’s so exhausted he literally passes out for two days. that’s how much of a headache these dumbasses are

peh yan: nervously helps pah-chin smuggle pochi inside koko’s house. he nearly spills the secret like three times to five different people, but everyone thinks he’s joking. he works off the stress by playing (several) rounds of mario kart with smiley, who is unsurprisingly good at it. after the end of his rage-quit, the TV’s shattered and broken, the consoles are split into two, and koko’s headache turns into a migraine.

smiley (nahoya): whatever you do, do NOT turn your back on this fucking demon. he’s all ready to party and get wild, and by party, he means pranking the shit out of everyone at least once. he’s already got to takemichi literally after he just stepped into the house with the classic bucket prank. takemichi seems to be his favorite target by far, partially because he’s so easy to prank. he reluctantly stops filling the water balloons with boiling hot water only because mitsuya catches him in the act. did I mention that his son of a bitch craves violence?

angry (souya): kind of becomes everyone’s therapist for tonight. he sympathetically listens to his friends’ ranting, purely because he just wants all the tea (keeping a secret? forget it. he’s gonna spill to smiley like ten seconds later anyways). during the water balloon fight, he grabs a giant nerf gun instead, which automatically makes him the winner because everyone’s desperately trying to escape his carnage. after all, he was closest to winning smiley’s paintball party last year. 

koko: man I feel so sorry for this guy. everyone chooses his fancy-ass mansion for the location of their sleepover (without permission because permission is for weak ass nerds ofc ). his blood stress and headache is higher than usual, which is saying something. you know that feeling when you’ve had a busy day at school, and your backpack is so fucking heavy it’s practically killing your spine, neck and shoulders? that’s what he’s feeling right now, but worse. don’t worry, everyone trashed his house, but paying for the property damage will barely scratch his bank account.

inui: it’s a little awkward for him because he’s rarely slept over at someone else’s house (other than koko’s), and he isn’t quite close to the others yet. he pointedly avoids other people (mitsuya, who he literally whacked over the head with a baseball bat, hakkai, because he used to be taiju’s subordinate, mikey. because mikey made it very clear that he doesn’t like inui very much, and koko, because fuck you, read the manga). he sticks close to draken’s side and kind of just follows him everywhere until draken tells him to get to know the others better. that leads to him chatting quietly with takemichi, who seems to welcome him. chifuyu’s very eager to paint his nails (red, because it’s the colour of mitsuya’s blood after he got whammied in the head!). mitsuya is determined to make inui his new model project (again, much to hakkai’s envy and distress), and tries to talk to him, which makes inui avoid him because he’s worried that mitsuya’s going to confront him. luckily, it turns out that mitsuya just wants him to try on some clothes, much to inui’s relief. he ends up making some new friends!

kazutora: you thought mikey and baji was bad, huh? well kazutora is (arguably) worse. he’ll keep it civil for the first hour, only making like, 20 snide comments toward chifuyu while chifuyu is doing his nails (the only thing that’s keeping chifuyu from dumping acrylic nail polish all over on kazutora’s stupid egirl banana hair is that the nail polish was expensive as hell ). kazutora’s favorite prank victim also happens to be poor takemichi, which leads to a competition between smiley and kazutora to see who can prank takemichi the most. suffice to say, takemichi had a truly awesome horrible night.

kisaki: i’d like to make one thing clear. this bastard was NOT invited at all. he’d be a mood killer to have around anyways. even if he was, chifuyu would have killed him before he could even take a single step inside the house.

hanma: in a hypothetical turn of events, let’s just say that if hanma WAS at the sleepover (hypothetically, of course), he would be just as chaotic as smiley, except his idea of “fun” is setting something on fire with those stupid cigarettes of his (don’t smoke kids!! protect your lungs). stealing baji’s forte? not cool hanma. :/

#tokyo revengers #tokyorev #tr #tokyo revengers headcanons #takemichi hanagaki #tokyo revengers takemichi #tokyo revengers mikey #sano manjiro #tokyo revengers draken #draken #ken ryuguji #tokyo revengers baji #baji keisuke #tokyo revengers chifuyu #chifuyu matsuno #tokyo revengers mitsuya #mitsuya takashi #tokyo revengers hakkai #hakkai shiba #pah chin #tokyo revengers pachin #tokyo revengers peh yan #peh yan #tokyo revengers smiley #smiley #nahoya kawata #tokyo revengers angry #souya kawata #kokonoi hajime #tokyo revengers kokonoi

[aggressive-positivity-network]

do any of the mercs play board games?

Mercopoly (Board Game

Headcanons)

Scout:

You think he has enough of an attention span to play something that doesn’t involve sweating out his energy drinks?

Hell no!

He gets very bored very quickly, especially with something complex like chess.

He’ll play cards sometimes, but only Crazy Eights and Go Fish - that’s all he knows how to play.

However, there is one true board game he plays occasionally: Candy Land.

It’s one of the few board games that you don’t really have to read the rules for, and there isn’t any writing on the cards.

However, he only asks to play it when he’s not feeling very well.

Medic even has a page in his medical journal for the mercs that says, and I quote:

“The Scout has an extremely short attention span, and if an activity isn’t active or immersive, he will not stay long. If at any point he chooses a sedentary activity, a check-up is in order.”

As sad as it is, a request to play Candyland is a good way to know if Scout needs a little extra reassurance or support.

By the end of the game, Scout usually feels more himself, whether he wins or not.

Engie is especially good with Scout when he’s this way, being the one of the most emotionally sensitive of the group. But he also knows Scout would never admit straight-away how he was feeling, so he usually has a more fun way of getting answers.

“You feelin’ more like a King Candy or a Lord Licorice?”

“...Fudge Monster.”

“That bad, huh?”

“Yeah...”

Spy:

If you ask him, he will most likely go off on a tangent about chess, and how it’s a game of strategy, deception, and crushing your enemy with your wit.

He scoffs at any other game, and constantly makes fun of several of his more intelligent peers for finding interest in them.

“You are mercenaries. Blood-thirsty killers of men. And you are playing ‘Hungry, Hungry Hippos’ like a hoarde of kindergartners?”

But one thing he cannot resist is Sorry.

He considers it above normal board games because it has strategy - or at least that what he says.

He actually just likes it because it’s a game of revenge, which is like a drug to him.

He’s gotten so good at it that if he asks you to play Sorry with him, it’s almost guaranteed that he’s mad at you and just wants to let off some steam by giving you a horrendous loss. However, occasionally, he’s the one who loses.

Spy isn’t a poor sport, exactly - he’s too cultured for that - but sometimes his pride outweighs his manners and he convinces himself that the other player cheated through made up signs of deception.

He simply “allows” them to win because he “doesn’t want to make a fuss.”

But god help the unfortunate soul who decides to rub their win in his face.

Sniper had won five games in a row, and it was clear Spy was getting hot under the collar.

Sniper ended their games with a mischievous, “You’ll get ‘em next time, tiger.” and a small pat on his shoulder.

Spy immediately saw red, grabbed Sniper’s hand, and before the aussie knew it, he was against a concrete wall with a butterfly knife to his throat.

“I could kill you right now. Your final cry for Medic will be drowned in blood, and I would leave you here to die a painful, dramatic death. You’ll be replaced with a rusted trash can of a bot until they could grow another clone of you. Every memory will be gone. The team will be shrouded in grief, not because of losing you, but losing what the clone can never have. And I shall bide my time, ask the clone to play the same game, and kill them when they win. Another clone, another kill. And again. And again. And again. You think the Manns give a damn as long as their work is getting done? You will never be able to form a single thought before I spill your blood - caught in an eternal prisoner’s dilemma where you always lose.”

After gathering his bearings, Sniper finally spoke.

“Is this about your takeout?”

Spy scoffed.

“Do you really think - !”

“Tonight, my treat if you don’t kill me.”

Spy squinted.

“Egg rolls?”

“And an extra order of crab rangoon.”

“Your treat?”

“Yep.”

“How do I know you won’t poison me?”

“Chemical test before and after the food arrives.”

“How do I know Medic isn’t in on it?”

“Miss Pauling as a witness and Scout as an overseer. Pauling’s main objective is to keep us alive, and Scout can’t do bloody anything subtle, even if he wanted to. You can also play back the cameras in the lab, if the mood really struck ya.”

Spy held Sniper against the wall for a minute or two while he thought it all over, then let Sniper fall to the ground.

“I don’t need your sympathy, bushman. But you had better keep your end of the deal. I am the only backstabber around here.”

Demo:

Can’t even stay awake long enough to play most board games.

On the rare chance that he’s sober, he, Engie, and Medic like to play Monopoly.

Here’s the thing: you should never ask a drunkard, an engineer, and a sadist genius to play Monopoly together. It will not end well.

They have been playing the same game for years, with new rules in place and physical extensions to the board in order to try and end the game. Every other Friday, they take the weekend to try and finish it.

However, it all ends up fruitless.

Demo is usually the one keeping the peace, since he is the least competitive out of the three. That isn’t to say he isn’t clawing for the win as much as the other two, but he is definitely the least invested. He’s mostly staying out of principle.

“If there’s one thing I’ve learned, ‘s ta ne’er give up, e’en when the goin’s gettin’ tough. Roll the dice, doc.”

Despite his confidence, he’s not even sure what he would do if he or anyone else won. It would seem more like a relief than a celebration.

Medic:

He’s the one who started the Eternal Monopoly game, which has led to some theories that the game itself came straight from hell, and is one of the many punishments used on sinners. The box does smell a bit of brimstone…

He seems to enjoy the chaos that each round brings and the challenge of coming up with new rules to the game. To any outsider, his commentary and directions are complete nonsense.

“According to zhe ‘Calvinball Rule,’ as stated by Engineer, and the ‘Double Kill,’ as stated by myself, since the current time ends vis a three and ve all received at least two kills zhis veek, ve need to double every other roll and whomever loses zhe resulting game of ‘Bim Bum’ vill have to go to zhe Purple Jail.”

The rules and mechanics are like an unholy amalgamation of Monpoly, Sorry, chess, D&D, Bluff, and poker.

However, when Medic isn’t stapling pages of rules together, he likes to play a nice, relaxing game of checkers with Heavy.

Both of them are excellent checker players, but neither of them care who wins.

In fact, they usually talk over the game, taking the other player’s pieces as one of them shares a story from that day’s battle.

They’ve even played while Heavy was in surgery - leading to many unfortunate times when Medic had to fish a piece out of Heavy’s intestines.

One would think that a genius doctor would also have a passion for chess, but he expresses his disdain for it almost every time the checker board is brought out.

“Ach, people think chess is such an intelligent sport. Let me tell you, liebling, it is terribly overrated. If zhe devil can play chess, anyvun can. He might as vell just give souls avay, vis those shaky claws of his.”

Engineer:

Being the engineer, he is usually the one to add to the Eternal Monopoly.

Pieces, board extensions, cards, trivia - it gives him a nice break from all the weaponry.

He’s usually the one who remembers all the mechanics and rules, and serves as the judge if rules contradict each other.

“Alright, now let’s see here…we’ve got the Infinity Loop over here, but now you’ve got the Time Travel card…how many years? Infinite? Ho boy…looks like I’m gonna have to add a Hilbert’s Hotel square somewhere. Hold on…”

Despite his affinity for Eternal Monopoly, Engineer will play almost any board game. He learns new rules and figures quickly, and enjoys the challenges that brings.

However, if he’s particularly burnt out, he likes to take a break by playing Jenga. He and Spy have a friendly rivalry, since Engie can tell which blocks are supporting and Spy has quick fingers.

Spy, oddly, is a lot more amiable losing in Jenga - he knows Engie won’t think less of him - but Engineer hates when the bricks fall over. Not because it means he lost, but because, to him, it’s a failure on his part…even if it was someone else that knocked it over.

He’s made several blueprints for the perfect Jenga game, but has concluded that no human hand could put it into practice.

During one particularly bad day, Engie bumped the table, causing the whole column to come crashing down. Spy had already recovered from the noise, but Engie was still standing there, stone-faced.

His eyes were covered by his goggles, but it was clear he was crying.

Several of his machines had broken on the job, and to him, this was just another egregious mistake.

Spy carefully put the blocks back in the container, and Engie came to his senses.

“I’m real sorry, Spy. Maybe another time…?”

Spy only nodded. He was thinking.

The next time they played, Spy brought out a different container.

Instead of wood, the bricks seemed to be made of a sturdy foam.

“They fall a bit more…quietly,” Spy explained. He dropped one, and it only made a small bouncing sound. “Pyro uses these, but they allowed me to borrow it.”

Engie was a bit skeptical at first, since it was a new material, but he got the hang of it rather quickly. He was almost ecstatic the first time it fell - the blocks barely made any sound at all!

After a few games, Spy had to leave for an assignment. Engie put a hand on their arm.

“Thank ya, Spy. Maybe you ain’t the cold-blooded backstabber I thought you were.”

Spy chuckled, but said little else. He didn’t want to admit that noise sensitivity plagued him as well.

Pyro:

Pyro loves board games, and has quite the collection in their room.

Each plastic piece is at least a little melted, and all the boxes have two or three scorch marks.

Hungry Hungry Hippos, Candyland, and Uno are among her favorites.

He is an absolute beast at Uno, though.

They take each game very seriously, especially when they can convince the whole team to play.

As you can imagine, it’s pure chaos - it even led to a rule in the Merc Guidebook: “When playing Uno with three or more players with the inclusion of a Pyro, at least one Mann Co. representative and/or a mediating Medic must be present.”

Pyro has been known the hide cards, bribe players, or even try to set flame to competition. Playing Uno is almost like a mission, with weapon preparation and Spy posing as other players.

The mercs even have a betting stand that Sniper runs. All parties have lost a lot of money that way.

It’s pretty much the only time outside of battle that the team remembers how cruel and malicious Pyro can be.

Sniper:

Conventional board games aren’t exactly his forté, but he does enjoy a bit of cards every once in a while - Solitaire being his favorite.

He even has a pack of cards in his Sniper Square for that exact purpose. It allows him the pass the time without having to look away from his targets too often.

On occasion, he could be pressed to play poker, but only if the stakes weren’t monetary (i.e candy pieces, crackers, duties, etc.).

His favorite part of every match is shuffling the cards. Pretty much every merc could shuffle cards, but Sniper could make them almost float with how quick his fingers and wrists moved. He always began the game with a new trick he learned, which delighted his fellow players (usually Spy, Engineer, Medic, and Demo).

You could always tell if he had a busy day because he would avoid tricks with too much movement, which would be murder on his sore fingers and hands.

Pyro is currently learning card tricks from Sniper, and show off what they learn at the beginning of every Uno game.

Heavy:

He isn’t a huge fan of the bright, plastic-y board games that Pyro has, although he will play them if asked.

It’s mostly because of how complicated the rules are and the fact there are almost never a Russian translation for the directions.

He always prefers checkers, cards, or mancala, which he almost exclusively plays with Medic because he’s the only one who speaks fluent Russian.

Heavy can play a mean game of mancala, though, and it’s the only game he can beat Medic at.

Soldier:

The only games he will play are Battleship and Uno - but only after Miss Pauling convinced him it was “American enough” because the game had red, white, and blue cards.

He prefers the electronic Battleship because of the sound effects and voices. However, if it’s out of batteries, he’ll make his own sound effects.

Miss Pauling is the best at pretending to be a commander, so she’s usually the one playing with him - but, sometimes, Demo gets in on the action, too.

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