#i have not been active bc i have been busy but hiiii

[superfam]

#ive wanted to publicly post a full reading list for a while and would like to do so soon :) #i have not been active bc i have been busy but hiiii #my queue ran out a while ago oops lmao #poll #i dont even know what to tag this since its not really that useful archived #supers #kal #follower response #?

[rggie]

hiiii, can i request a scenario with silver x gn!reader where they went stargazing together bc he found his s/o still awake in middle of the night? thank you!! 🌌

stargazing

character(s): silver

cw: gn!reader, sfw, fluff, established relationship, unedited. wc: 1k

despite his incurable affliction of lethargy, it’s not out of the ordinary for silver to be up late at night. this was due to his father always asking to play video games with him. “come on, let’s beat just one more boss!” “father, i still don’t know the controls.”

he has no interest in such activities, which is why he busies himself with late night escapades; not only does he get out of his father’s hair, but he’s also able to practice staying awake and ensure there are no trespassers trying to assassinate malleus on campus, so it’s a win-win.

he doesn’t expect to run into someone halfway through his usual route, sprawled on the grass behind one of the campus benches.

initially, he had thought they were seriously hurt. or even worse, an intruder, a fiend out for malleus’ blood!

he’s prepared for combat as he approaches in a fighting stance with his magic pen at the ready, until he recognises your pyjamas (you’ve had numerous sleepovers wearing them) and relaxes his shoulders, knowing of your tendency to sometimes give into juvenile fancy.

your head is tilted upwards and your arms are wrapped around yourself as though it’d save you from the biting late-summer breeze. his first course of action is to make sure you’re okay. if you’re troubled, he’ll lend you an ear. if you don’t want to talk, then he will do his best to soothe you, easing away any pains you have. whatever he was doing before—walking?—is promptly discarded, his new agenda only to escort you home.

“silver, what are you doing out here? are you sleepwalking?” you beckon him over, patting at the empty spot beside you. he smiles fondly at your jest, before surveying your surroundings. you have half the mind to tell him his presence alone is a sufficient source of security already, but before you know it he’s already lying down, making sure to leave a bit of space in between the two of you.

“i’m very much awake,” he’s serious. his senses feel amplified: the high-pitched buzz of cicadas droning in his ears are harmonious, his vision suddenly enabling him to see a little further than before. he can almost make out your tired features in the dark, softened by the moons’ gaze. perhaps when he stands up, he’ll also have a spring in his step. “unless i’m dreaming of you.”

it’s strange. silver’s slightly sleepy voice gives more warmth to you than your futile attempt to keep yourself heated with your hands. you laugh rather softly.

“you still haven’t told me what you’re doing here.” you lock eyes with your boyfriend who is visibly struggling to keep his eyes open.

“i just want to be here with you.” he says blankly, as though it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“that’s not what i meant!” you laugh again, louder this time, worried that if you raise your voice any more it may wake the school up, ruining the peace you have with your boyfriend currently.

“oh…?” he blinks in realisation, before chuckling, tiny tremors erupting from his chest. “sorry. i was just taking my nightly stroll.”

he thinks he’s hiding how sleepy he is well, but his languid movement to close the gap he left between you and guide your head to rest on his shoulder was more than enough for you to know he was probably half-asleep already.

he wouldn’t have done that in a conscious state, always being apprehensive when it came to you and your personal space. he’d never want to make you feel uncomfortable. silver has always been like this, even before the two of you were dating. it comes with his devotion and fierce loyalty; he wouldn’t dare hinder the trust you both have in each other. that would be an act of treason.

you stare at him, heavy-lidded, and he’s staring back in the same state, fatigue grasping at his eyes and body—but silver would not lose to the curse of slumber. he refused to miss out on sharing an intimate moment with you. he’s trying so hard to stay wide-eyed.

silver, staring intently: (⊙_⊙)

you: (o_O)!

flustered, you break eye-contact and focus on the sky.

the exchanges that follow are wordless, but not unnoticed. you’re prodding his side, index-finger trailing along constellations he didn’t know the name of. he’s coaxing you inwards, just close enough so that his hair tickles your forehead, and you can feel the rise and fall of his chest against your own.

knowing nothing about astrology, silver points out constellations that look like mundane things.

“this looks like a crab.” he scratches his cheek. “sorry.. i don’t know the actual names.. it really does just look like a crab.”

he says it with such a poker-face you can’t help but giggle, and then his eyes crinkle and his brows raise and—ah, now he’s giggling too.

silver was a boy often labelled as enigmatic, or even stoic … yet tonight, he resembled the cloudless sky. you were seeing all of it, and all of him with newfound clarity.

perhaps you were rubbing off on him. he too he was giving into his own childish whim to hold you closer to his heart.

and maybe the two of you are blessed by the universe as a shooting star appears, rocketing across the boundless sky. your excitement upon noticing it is contagious, and so he too becomes skittish at the sight, lacing your fingers with his own and pulling them to his lips as he gives them a chaste kiss. “silver, quickly make a wish!” you’re telling him before screwing your eyes shut and making your own.

he looks at you tenderly. he already has everything he wishes for.

but he indulges in a childish whim for the second time that night. just for your sake.

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#twisted wonderland #twst #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst fic #silver x reader #silver twst #silver twst x reader #🐾・/ rggie twst

[kagam1n3rin0002]

Shalnark X Popee Crossover!! | Hunter X Hunter X Popee The Performer

HIIII!!!! I missed posting on here sm 😭😭🙏 I’m still alive 😋! Barely lol, I’ve been so busy with school and other fun activities I’m doing and ofc intestinal problems 😒 I’m so excited for Halloween!! I’m gonna be Kagamine Len 🙏 (do you like my new Halloween blog theme??? 🙈🙈)

I tested out some lighting bc that’s always fun !! 🤭 Uvogin is definitely Kedamono, I thought that’d be cute 🙈 And Nobunaga would be Papi LOL I would have drew that in too but im a little lazy

‼️ More drawings coming in October ‼️ I wanna do a lot more drawings maybe like every other day would be cool!!

#hunter x hunter #phantom troupe #shalnark #hxh #hxh fanart #popee fanart #popee the performer #ptp fanart #ptp popee #popee the ぱフォーマー #uvogin #hxh uvo #shalnark ryusei #hxh shalnark

[babylion]

Hi same anon again bc I can't help myself plus I haven't seen anyone else talk about it: I'm wondering if Judy's parents like cut her off for all this bs?? And that's why even though she's always been able to follow nct around literally everywhere (with their money Im sure!!) she's suddenly turning to umich instead of flaunting her parents' fancy lawyer. I want to see this bitch go to jail so bad but I'm not getting my hopes up bc I feel like if they ultimately leave the decision up to Jaehyun he's gonna be too fucking nice just like Haechan and Mark!!!!!!! and ask them to drop the charges and like let her off with a restraining order or something and it's already making my blood boil bc I already know mental patient Judy will convince herself that Jaehyuh has always been on her side and liked seeing her everywhere 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

hiiii glad youre back :D her parents better have dropped her ass after all that - if not i hope the entire family + business get lit in flames. actually, circling this back how is she even still in umich after being exposed x number of times online? did she pay them to keep her or what. judy going to jail will pave the way for incoming ssg cellmates. but like you said, high chance jh will drop charges probably bc it'll somehow hurt him back (one way or another idk there are definitely some challenging layers to this, or else many idols would have sued successfully by now... is there even anyone that have gone to jail 4 ssg activity? i cant recall..) anywho judys already convinced herself the neos let her do whatever willingly. if jh actually puts a foot down on her that would make for some nice waves seriously we are rooting for him 💪

#that person who broke into hcs home and traumatized the family without consequences destroyed me i forgot abt it until this mk case surfaced

[immyrainbow]

Hi Immy!! I'm your holiday pal!! Nice to meet you. Is it okay if I call you Immy? Is there any other name you prefer? I've been told you love reading. What genre do you like most? Favorite book? I haven't read all that much but I do enjoy the activity too! Mind reccing some good books to me? Also, at this point it's a necessary question but, fave fitf track?! Don't ask me, I genuinely can not choose lol.

Hope you're having a good day. I feel like I need to let you know that I'm a bit busy with uni and upcoming exams nowadays so I might not be able to talk to you a lot. I hope that's okay! Also hope December treats you well! Can't wait to get to know you more!!! Very excited ❤️

~ ✌️ (let's use this as my initial dhdjhd)

Hiiii

Of course you can call me Immy (love it).

And yes reading idk it's my favorite way to estimule my brain, I enjoy so much fantasy and romance books. What it's your favorite genre? I would love to make you a list 📌🤟🏻

I having a very hard days bc work bc Xmas season makes me so happy and that's a breath.

Can't wait to know you more too aaaaa ✨✨✨✨

#holiday #holiday pal #ask #🤟🏻

[hueningshaped]

i'm so sorry for answering late!!!!😭 i went on a trip to my cousin so i didn't haven't been very active💔💔 your recs could never bother me i treasure them like they're actual gold🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 oh god yes i get very excited at the thought of a comeback but at the same time i'm just like. REST!!! RIGHT NOW!!!!!! i'm glad my words about your writing did have an effect, whenever i see you doubting yourself i'm like 🤨🤨 aggressive reassurance incoming✅ i did in fact not see the midsummer season thing, i've missed out on most of the txt content that came out these past few weeks i've missed seeing them🥹 soobin getting hit in the face by his own shirt while running really resonated with me<3 plus beomgyu being the only one indoors while everyone else is outside TWINSS🤞🏻🤞🏻 i've been quite well!!! i got to go outside a bit more these past weeks which makes me feel less chronically online and i can only hope it stays that way🤨 plus i got to see my cousin for the last time before she has her first baby . yes i am in tears writing this</3 i can't wait to meet him😿😿 i also splurged on a new bag and my heart is so full i love pretty things!!! i almost got a white+pink one but then i remembered that i literally always dress like i work at a tomb so it would definitely not have seen the light of day😐 and ohm y god,,.,., YOUR KITTIES?!-!/?-!! i am in LOVE (!!!!!!!) with them absolutely wonderful adorable lovely and every other nice adjective in the english language is the black and white one a kitten or does it just look tiny in that pic☹️☹️ PLUS THE PARTY HAT‼️‼️ showstopping i adore it<333333 IT'S HYUKA DAY!!! so here is a video that had me sobbing in fetal position plus some hyukas!!! I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE!!!!!!! i hope you've been well and taking care of yourself!! TE AMO x10000000

HIIII omg what my darling apple ur completely fine! im the messed up one who takes 30 years to answer u irs like im in space like light years away and ur on earth oh god this made me sad anyway! i hope ur trip was great!! how was it!! im happy you appreciate my refs it means so much to me *sobs* i have this eerie feeling at least one of txt will do something crazy with their hair idk…. i can just feel it…. lookin at you, soobin… omg <333 ur aggresive reassurance really does wonders for me ~!! ur a life saver, did u know that ? :0 awww i understand ~~ i’ve been slacking on the recent to do episodes hehe and besides that, they too have also been busy preparing for the rest of the tour i hope they’re taking it not-so-impossibly hard on themselves fnjngdjkgnjdng and good ol beomgyu <3 we can always count on u to stand out buddy thanks for never changing ~! hey yeaaaaaaa i love to hear that you’re doing well it makes me oh so happy !!! omg the outdoors !! get that vitamin d and serotonin (sunlight works like magic for the body besides the too much sun causing skin cancer but THATS BESIDES THE POINT) wish that were me <3 awwww how sweet oh god <//33333 congrats to ur cousin and i hope u see her babie soon <33 retail therapy yaaaaa you deserve to treat yourself especially to pretty things ~~~ god we are one in the same bc i too dress like i work at a tomb hehe hehe beffie vibes <3 u still deserve pretty things and the very best for sure tho ! i rest my case !!! AHHH im glad u think so :’)) and yes the black and white is still a growing kitten >,< his name is sylvester ~~ but i call him sylvie for short ! OMG HAPPY LATE HYUKA DAY!!! hope u spent the international holiday well with lots of cheer <3 VHBHDFB STOP THAT VIDEO had me choking on literal tears ahhhhh I LOVE YOUU VERY MUCH ahhh !!! i actually have been doing the opposite of all of that whoops but im trying to fix it ~!! LOVE U TONSS MILLIONS BILLIONS TRILLIONS~!! ++ random to do rec: ep 35-36 ~!! i love fishies :3 ++ song rec ++ here’s a tiktok that made me giggle so much (its beomgyu hehe) and another hehe bc taehyun is awesome

p.s. THESE HUENINGS </3 smiling so hard it physically hurts i love him, them, U SI NUCH (no emojis this time Since im typing on my ipad and its hardddd)

#ask >3< #[❤️⭐️]—aquí te amo

[mashiraostail]

Hiiii, i was wondering if i could request some vlad king and gang orca taking care of their s/o pets. Like if the reader was out of town and asked them to take care of their dogs👉👈 i feel like vlad is such a good doggy dad that the dogs play together and i feel like gang orca would be lost but doing his best and if he was taking care of a cat i like to think it would love being around him because cats love fish and he would just always have his s/o cat cuddling on his lap. Im sorry for ranting lol i love your work you're doing great💕

awwehehe this is so cute since you mentioned dogs for vlad and cats for kugo that's what i went with! also indulged myself and included kugo/ jiro/shoji content bc that seems like such a GOOD FUNNY AND WHOLESOME trio and i wanted more content than we got smh 

Sekijiro Kan/Vlad King: "Hey Sek, I need a huge favor.” You look up from your phone at the taller man who is currently scrunched into the corner of his couch scrutinizing a piece of paper with really terrible handwriting on it.  “Sounds dangerous.” He replies without looking up and you snort dropping to the cushion beside him.  “Only a little, but I think you’re good for it.”  “Alright then, so what’s the favor?” His eyes flick up to you. “I need to go visit a friend out of town.” You sigh, “she had a baby last month, I used to work with her husband and she asked if I wanted to spend some time back home with her for her birthday next week, I should be about five days.” You rest your hands on his knees, “so while I’m out there..would you mind watching Kilo for me? I hate to leave him behind but It’d be a pain to travel so far with him I know he hates trains.”  “That’s a huge favor?” He raises an eyebrow at you, “sure I can watch him. I bet they’ll get along fine.” He glances at his own dog curled up under a chair.  “But only If you can figure out what the hell Monoma tried to write here.”  For all intents and purposes, Kilo was a good dog, a little stupid, but a good dog nonetheless. To be honest, he’s really honored you trust him with the task, you’re the only person he’s met that seems to love your own dog as much as he loves his. Plus it also meant that Kilo had to like him a fair bit which was also a relief, as a dog owner he knew any potential partner was only as compatible with him as they were with his dog, and his dog loved you, he was sure you felt the same way, any partner that Kilo didn’t get along with would be impossible for you to get along with, he found it more than a little reassuring that Kilo seemed to enjoy his company. Past all that, and maybe even most important this was a perfect opportunity to introduce the two dogs. He was sure it was no secret to you but this wasn’t exactly a casual fling, with the way things were going it felt pretty inevitable that he’d ask if you wanted to move in together; but if the two didn’t get along well then..that’d be an issue. Though he was sure if things got tested out now you’d have some time to at least try to get the dogs to be comfortable with each other or hopefully think of some sort of workaround. In his eyes, this was a blessing for him as much as it was a favor to you.  “Are you sure you don’t mind keeping Kilo at your place?” Sekijiro is slightly embarrassed to say how early he arrived at this park, he wanted to tire his own dog out before introducing the pair, he’d advised you to do the same so you were walking to the park, you'd called him on your way.  “Of course I don’t mind babe.” He tosses a ball from his seat on the bench and watches his pudgy bulldog trot over to it, “it’ll be easier this way, right?”  “Yeah that’s true, I just don’t want Kilo wrecking any of your stuff, he always means well but he gets into trouble sometimes-”  “Don’t worry about it, he’ll be a model student by the time you get back.” He hears you laugh into the receiver at that. “I don’t doubt that, I’m almost there, I’ll see you in a few okay?”  “Yeah sure thing, can’t wait.” You huff out another laugh at him before hanging up.  “Sekijiro!” You chirp brightly at the sight of the man, he’s too busy taking you in to respond. Kilo’s trotting a foot or so in front of you on his leash, that old joke about dogs looking reminiscent of their owners was certainly true in your case, you both looked delighted to see him and beyond that, you were practically glowing... Maybe he just had a thing for people who were good with animals.  “Hey Sek?” You lean down in front of him.  “Hey! He welcomes Kilo between his knees, the mixed breed was a bit larger than his dog who was currently bounding back to him with a ball and sufficient slobber hanging from his mouth, the size difference in mind though Kilo was a hell of a lot less bulky, he was practically streamlined, Sekijiro had seen how fast the dog could run with his own eyes. He could see why you took so much pride in the dog, he was definitely beautiful his coat was long, wavy, and shiny and he had big blue eyes and admittedly the cutest pink nose and spotted tongue Sekijiro had ever seen.  “Thanks so much again for doing this I really-” An excited bark pulls your attention downwards, “look who it is!” You sing, crouching down to pet the panting dog, “you sure look tired. Sekijiro is working you too hard.” You frown at him as he hops up to rest his front paws on your thighs. “Don’t be ridiculous.” Sekijiro laughs, “but he is worn out, I guess Kilo is too though.” Kilo’s head is on his knee, the larger dog is panting too.  They seem to notice each other, and approach with a lazy curiosity. They sniff around each other for a bit but after that return to their respective activities, seemingly unbothered by each other and the proximity of the other dog to their owner. Kilo didn’t mind your cooing at Vlad’s dog who didn’t seem to mind Kilo’s head in his owner's lap. With that little bit of reassurance, you hand him Kilo’s leash and a bag of his stuff; food dish, some toys and treats and the like, and then you part ways after promising to call him when you get to your home town safely.  All in all the coming days are pretty uneventful, Kilo joins them on their daily walks, eats at the same time with no trouble, finds a comfortable place to sleep each night.  “Is Kilo alright?” Your voice is nervous in the receiver.  “He’s better than babe, seriously they’re getting along great.”  “God that’s such a relief.” You sigh, “the pictures you’ve sent are cute..gosh I miss him.” You pout a little. “Gee I miss you too babe.” He mutters it with a playful edge to his voice and you gasp,  “I was going to say I miss you too but forget it!”  “don’t be mean!” He complains back, “I was kidding! And anyway I miss you. How’s it been out there?”  You go off on your usual tangents before ending up back at square one.  “Oh! I called you for a reason actually!” You remember, “I’ll be a little bit late getting back on Sunday, one of the trains is going to be down so I’m taking a later one, I should be back around midnight now would you mind-”  “Of course not babe, I’ll get you from the station so-”  “No no! It’s okay you’ve already done so much that’s not what I was going to ask! I just wanted to be sure you wouldn’t mind keeping Kilo around for the extra time...I can get a taxi, seriously don’t wait up for me!”  “Well just come to my place when you get back right?”  “I wouldn’t wanna wake you up-”  “It’s been way too long since I saw you last, so I don’t mind, if you won’t let me pick you up from the station at least come right here.”  “You’re convincing.” You laugh a little, embarrassment heating up your face, “I guess that’s fine with me then...” A distant sounding voice pulls you away from the receiver, “Sek I have to go, I’ll call you again soon though!”  “Don’t worry about anything babe.” He reassures you as you hang up.  There is one minor spat over a rope toy but it’s resolved easily enough and the pair seem to get on swimmingly after that, even sharing a couch cushion and occasionally resting their heads on each other, they become incredibly fast friends, which is probably the biggest relief on the planet to Sekijiro. Watching the two of them play tug of war in his living room or witnessing their schemes to get leftovers off the counter on Thursday night essentially cement his vision of a future with you.  If you were being totally honest it was embarrassing how attractive you found Sekijiro getting along with your dog to be, you’d never got the obsession of handsome guys holding cute babies but seeing some of the photos he’d sent to you over the almost 6 days you were gone made butterflies crop up in your stomach the likes of which you’d only felt when he was actively trying to fluster you...but this seemed totally unintentional. To say you were incredibly eager to go home and see him (jump his bones) felt like an understatement. It’s past midnight when you get back and the place is mostly dark, you see a vaguely bulldog shaped blob partially under a blanket on the couch, but the snoring it emits gives away it’s identity easily. You leave your bag at the door and venture into the apartment, poking your nose into the bedroom.  Of course, Sekijiro is there, dead asleep on his back, and who’s with him but Kilo, his head resting on the blood hero’s chest one of his hands resting on top of it.  “Oh Vlad-” You coo, you practically sing it at him.  “Wha-whatsitwhat-” He rubs his face as he picks his head up, “oh, hey welcome back ‘s good to see you, missed you-”  “You’re so sweet-” You’re already at the side of his bed, leaning down and kissing him.  “What’s-” Sekijiro takes a minute to process everything before he realizes it’s Kilo’s head on his chest making you act like this.  “Oh no way, he’s been a total angel-”  “I’m so glad he likes you so much-” You murmur it between kisses, to his lips and various other spots on his cheeks and jaw, “you guys are adorable together.”  “I’m glad you think so-” He cuts himself off with a yawn and turns into your lips, kissing you again before speaking, “you weren’t kidding about that late train huh? It’s almost 1 AM, you must be exhausted, there’s plenty of room for you in here so come on.” 

Kugo Sakamata/Gang Orca: “Hey, Kugo...” You approach him from behind and wrap your arms around his shoulders, leaning against the back of the chair he’s sat in.  “Yes?” One hand comes up to cover your forearm the other stays dutifully at work.  “You love me, right?” You rest your head against his and he pricks up at the inquisition.  “Of course I do, why would you ask a question like that? Is something wrong?”  The way his hand subtly squeezes your arm isn’t lost on you.  “Hmm..no nothing's wrong.” You lean into him and close your eyes as he sighs good-naturedly. “Then what? Did you just want to hear me say it?” He leans back into you, “I guess I could entertain that...” His thumb swipes a long stroke over the skin of your forearm, “I love you, dear.” He can feel you prickle up at that behind him. “I love you too Kugo.” You squeeze him tighter and he huffs out a quiet laugh. “I’m glad to hear it. Now is that all you needed?” He puts his pen down to bring his other hand up to your arms, “I’m a bit busy. You’re welcome to stay there if you like though I just need to finish some paperwork and make a few phone calls. After that, we can do whatever you like for the night.”  “Well, now that you mention it there was just one more thing. I’ll be fast I promise.” Your hand slides underneath his lapel and into his jacket.  “Don’t worry I can make a bit of time for you then, what’s the matter?” You make eye contact with him through his darkened computer screen.  “My boss invited me to this big conference next week, it’s a pretty great opportunity and I could meet some important people..” You explain, biting your lip, “it could be really good for me to branch out even she thinks so, and getting some more experience will be great, and it’s pretty close to my hometown so I figured I'd stop in and see some old friends after I got done..It’d be about 5 or so days and I’d really like to go.” You sigh and he seems more than a little confused based on his reflection.   “That does sound like a great opportunity for you, you’re right..what’s the problem then? Do you need advice about something?” His confusion doesn’t quell even as you kiss his temple. “I probably will later but for now the problem is Luna.” “Your cat?” Kugo piques, “why is she a problem?”  You sigh, “if I’m not around no one will be there to feed her and make sure she stays out of trouble.”  “Oh is that it? That’s no problem at all dear, I can look after her for you. Is that what you were going to ask me?”  “You don’t mind?” You perk up, “I don’t want to trouble you...and I know I could just as easily leave a key under my mat and have a neighbor do it but I trust you so much more and-”  “It’s no trouble, really.” Kugo laughs a little, "I pass by your apartment all the time on patrols, I’m sure the interns won't mind if I make a stop and head up to check on her every now and again.”  “Oh! You can totally bring them up if they like cats!” He laughs at that too.  “Was that all?”  “Mhm.” You nod and use the motion to nestle into him a bit, “Thank you Kugo.”  ”It’s really my pleasure. Leave it to me, alright?”  All things considered, Kugo’s also pretty honored to be trusted with the task of watching your pet cat, he knows how much you love and worry about her, you dote on her all the time, and if the copious amount of photos you send him of her say anything she’s definitely your pride and joy. For the most part, you spent the bulk of your time with Kugo at his own home, due largely to the fact that he was larger than average and he existed a fair bit more comfortably there, but he paid you visits in your apartment from time to time and had met the cat, she seemed to like him plenty which was a relief as well.  You stop at Kugo’s before you leave and give him a list of things to double-check when he stops in, though you reassure him that there shouldn’t be any problems, Luna was pretty independent and mellow she didn’t like going outside so he didn’t have to worry about her escaping or anything like that. He tries to stop in at least 3 times a day, before, during, and after patrols, he knows that’s probably overkill, you spend all day at work and have never had an issue but he hates the idea of something happening to the feline on his watch. Plus even if he wouldn’t readily admit it he saw this as a perfect time to get on the cat's good side, you said she already loved him but he wasn’t convinced. He knew how much you loved her and any vision of your future that he had always featured the mellow feline so in his mind it was imperative they got on well. On top of that, he was glad you trusted him with something as small and delicate as Luna, she fits pretty comfortably in his hand and was as fragile as she was petit, but you never seemed off-put by the idea of him holding her or petting her, in fact, you encouraged it. The way you even wanted him near her when you weren’t around to supervise put him at ease about his strength and size, he always worried about breaking delicate things, but that wasn’t a worry you seemed to echo.  “Is something going on in that building?”  Shoji looks up at your complex as he pauses by it, “you’re stopping here a lot since yesterday.”  “Huh? Oh. Actually no... well nothing of importance to you. I’m...catsitting.” Jiro holds her breath the hold in the laugh, “Catsitting?”   “Yes...my partner is away at a work conference, the cat in question is theirs.” Kugo nods, “if you like cats you can come up and meet her, she’s actually quite friendly.”   Kugo was pretty used to Luna at this juncture, but whenever other people met her it was easy to see why you were so proud of her, she was quite the stunning cat, a long dark grey and black coat with big green eyes and a swishing tail, her paws were colored as if she was wearing boots.  “Wow...she’s really pretty, I’ve never seen a cat like this.” Jiro was crouched on the ground, stroking her neck.  “I was surprised too.” Kugo confesses, “they found her in a box on the side of the road about a year before we met. She was only a kitten then. Her name’s Luna.”  She seemed to like the pair equally alternating between them, rubbing against their legs and shuffling her head into their palms.  “She is very friendly.” Shoji remarks as she purrs at him, attempting to climb into his lap.  “She’s good at getting into trouble, but she usually means well. You can stay with her for a minute.” He sets off to double-check the usual; food, water, litterbox, the loose window that she’s always wiggling open despite having no desire to climb out of it, he waters a few plants and straightens up anything she knocked over as well. When he returns she's overturned on Shoji’s lap.  “You’re getting along well.” He swipes a pillow she’d knocked over up and replaces it on the couch.  “She’s really sweet!” Jiro is scratching her stomach. “I’m glad to hear it.”   “Hey..sorry if this is too personal or whatever but I didn’t know you were.. dating someone... We didn’t snoop or anything though!” She swears, holding both hands up, the cat looks disgruntled at the loss of attention.  “It’s alright I trust you.” Kugo waves her off, “Luna looks too comfortable anyways, you’ve clearly been petting her this whole time.” He adds with a small chuckle. At the sound of her name, she rolls over and winds around his feet, circling through his ankles and pawing at his pants until he lifts her up.  “To answer you though yes I am seeing someone.” He holds Luna with one hand, his ring and middle finger scratching the patch of grey fur on her chest.  “Are they a hero too?” She wonders, straightening up.  “No...no they’re not, I’m not very public about this sort of thing.”  Shoji contemplates that, “they have a nice apartment.”  “That is true, it’s a good job, and they do have a pretty keen eye for decorating” He agrees, looking around amicably.  “Have you guys been together for a long time?” Jiro blurts out before feeling color float up to her cheeks, “sorry I don’t mean to be rude... I just never pictured you like this I guess I’m curious-”  “It’s okay, most people don’t, and yes, we’ve been together a while now.” Kugo raises a hand to calm her, “but like I said before I’m not very public about things like this which is why you wouldn’t have heard..though either way, even when we do go out together... most people don’t assume I do that sort of thing, and to be frank, we aren’t the most...visually compatible pair..” He says that with a distinct fondness in his voice and then continues, “like you said, you don’t really picture me in this sort of light, most people don’t so hero gossip tabloids tend to leave me alone for the most part, I get a fair bit of freedom when it comes to this sort of thing because of that. There are probably plenty of photos of us together out there, though people usually assume they’re my manager or a secretary or just a friend.” Luna is purring loudly in his hand, her body largely slack against his chest. He walks her over to the couch and sets her down, which she warbles angrily at, “to be honest though I prefer it this way. I’m a private person.”  “That makes sense...well, their cat sure likes you.” Shoji points and Kugo chuckles.  “I’m fond of her myself.” Kugo admits, “everything is as it should be here so we can head out again, sorry for the tangent.” He scratches Luna’s neck and sighs, “as for you I’ll be back tonight. So try to behave until then, for my sake alright?”  Jiro tries not to laugh at the sight. “I didn’t think you’d actually bring them up! Did they like her?”  You sound delighted about it over the phone that night.  “I may have knocked a few intimidation points off of myself, but yes they thought she was cute.” He was sitting with her, contemplating staying the night here. He was embarrassed to say it but this was the longest you’d spent apart in a while and despite any appearances, he had gone soft and was starting to miss you, being around your stuff was nice even if he didn’t fit too well in your bed.  “I don’t think you’re very intimidating at all.” You peep back thoughtlessly. “Well, I’d sure hope not.” He chuckles and leans against the couch, “she’s been good too I was,..expecting her to break more.”  Truthfully Kugo wasn’t sure what he was expecting, he never had pets growing up and hero work didn’t give much free time to consider one, it took a day to get comfortable with her, and even now he was watching his every step for her. “I’m glad to hear that!” You laugh, “she’s a pretty great cat isn't she?”  “I have to agree..” Kugo wouldn’t mind having her around all the time, the longer he sat on your couch and contemplated it the more he realized he wouldn't mind having the both of you around all the time. Was this some sort of emotional sign to ask you to stay with him? He’d give that more thought at a later date.  “Kugo are you listening?” “Of course I am.” He was not. You don’t seem perturbed though, chuckling and then sighing fondly, “I’m gonna go shower then call it a night, I miss you two though.”  Kugo looks down at the cat on his lap and he nods, “we miss you too. I’ll be up for a bit longer so call or text me if you need anything.”  “You shouldn’t stay up so late Kugo it’s bad for you-”  “I know, I know, I’ll turn over a new leaf when you get back.”  “Sure you will.” You snort, “I love you Kugo.”  “I love you too, I’ll see you soon.”  You wanted to see Kugo first thing when you got back but you were so exhausted that you can’t help sulking to your own place, things had gone well enough but all the commotion and travel really drained you. You were sure it wasn’t anything spending some time or even a night with Kugo couldn’t fix though. When you shoulder your door open though there’s Kugo, sitting on your couch.  “Kugo, you’re here?” He’s holding some papers in one hand, the other is holding Luna’s back, keeping her against his chest.  “I was just checking in on her but every time I tried to leave she started..making a weird noise.”  “Weird like how?” You chuckle, suddenly feeling much better.  “Sort of like screaming. But cat-like. I sat down and she clawed her way up here, then fell asleep and almost fell off, but I caught her and she hasn’t moved since.”  “And... how long ago was that?”  “What time is it?” “Half-past 6.”  “2 hours ago. I didn’t want to wake her.”  “Kugo.” You laugh and sit beside him, “you’re so sweet.” You wrap both of your arms around one of his and lean into his shoulder, “I missed you so much.”  “I missed you too.” Kugo sets the papers down on the pile by the arm of the couch, “It's sort of embarrassing but I even stayed here a few nights because of it. I can’t remember the last time I went even 2 days without seeing you.” He appreciates the way you seem to melt into him at that.  “That’s not embarrassing it’s sweet, you’re so cute Kugo...” You lean up and kiss him, “such a big softie aren’t you?”  A soft hum is his reply as you pull away, “was she any trouble? Be honest.” “I was worried at first that I’d screw it up somehow but it went fine.” He confesses as he lifts the cat off his chest and she’s sleepy and limp in his big hand, purring contentedly.  “She was acting up the 2nd day but I think she was just confused about not seeing you. Then she got used to me and was alright.”  “That’s cute..” You yawn and clamber onto his lap, “god all that traveling tired me out...you’ve been stuck here for 2 hours but I might have to trap you a little longer to take a catnap of my own. I think Luna’s onto something...” You nestle into his shoulder, grateful to feel his arms come around you.  “Don’t worry about me.” He hums as Luna curls up in the sliver of space between your bodies, “I just want to finish reading over some things. Then I'll bring you both to bed.”  “You’ll stay tonight?” You yawn again and he hums, you can tell he’s smiling even though you can’t see him. “Would you like me to?”  You nod into his shoulder, “yeah, I would...”  “Alright then I will. Now go to sleep, you need it.” 

#kugo sakamata x reader #gang orca x reader #vlad king x reader #kan sekijiro x reader #bnha x reader #bnha requests

[moonhoures]

HIIII MOOOOOON ive been so busy lately sorry for not being active 🙏 but u will never believe this omg theres a possibility i will be working backstage as a mua assistant for a movie (not well known but im still getting paid good heheheh) ANYWHO how have u been?????

ps. cant say which one bcs ill be basically doxxing myself 🐧

it’s okay, darling! everyone has their busy times hehe but i did miss you!! and omfg that sounds so so so fun!! i hope you get to do it 🤩 i’ve been fine! slowly getting back to writing more 😌

#📬: mail #💌: jen

[rainingpouringetc]

Artie! Longtime no talk! How are you, hon?!?!

(You’re okay if I call you hon? I know some don’t like it)

hiiii! yes that is ok lol i’ve been very busy lol. this was my first week of my last year of high school and i had a ton of homework. i’m in marching band so i wasn’t getting home until 6-6:30 bc practice and then i had about two hours of notes for ap us history and ap psych before i passed out from exhaustion, so yeah i haven’t been active much lol

but it’s ok bc i really love apush and psych! they’re definitely my favorite classes this year, they’re really interesting and i’ve already learned a ton so i’m excited :))) and i love marching band too, our show is really cool this year and we just had our first football game last night!! (we lost but we don’t have to talk ab that lol)

how have you been?? i’m so out of the loop on everything i feel like i haven’t talked to anyone in ages :/

#nad !!

[yomiurinikei]

shobai for the ask meme! i forget about him a lot

HIIII u guys look it's my platonic spousea here in my inbox!!! the only one spared from my lectures on why it's "syobai". sorrel recognize ur pretty privilege 🙄🙄

anyways!! under the cut for length + tws: . huh. actually, nothing this time

favorite thing about them: ooo he's just fun!! just a fun man! my beloved little plot device i find it so funny linuj is just like "hmmmm information needs to be revealed/a plot point must be mentioned but i've already done a weird nightmare with akane this chapter what do i do now hmmmmmmmm" and then we get syobai time. ALSO i rlly like analyzing the way he interacts with others. as will be seen later on except not well worded bc i did not plan to get that in-depth. anywayssss. he's also fun to play around with in writing/fan portrayal tee hee

least favorite thing about them: ah... victim to linujs inconsistent writing i think...... linuj seems to shift some in how he portrays syobai. it's not sooo bad but if ur actively looking for it then it's there and it bugs me. it feels like linuj can't choose how to portray syobai, the role he should have in the game, and how he wants the viewer to feel abt syobai. and it's rough

favorite line: okay. but this ask meme expects sooooo much of my memory :/// his vv kind and loving and so sweet nicknames r good. he rlly is just the worlds nicest lad isn't he.

brotp: (note: this is considering both non despair/hpa verse, and like. in kg/despair without age twist bc that makes it hard to judge things, i just kinda switch between settings without saying much, aaaand is written w/o talking abt the exception that is romantic relationships) i just think he and the voids r nice.

like i don't have many feelings on him and non void cast bc i feel like he'd just never rlly have natural interactions with them and would always be viewing things as business/smthn he has to stay detached from and which doesn't interest him bc it's simply. not his world. fundamentally different. he's not interested in changing his way of being and the class doesn't care to try and "save" him

then. u have the voids. who, in kg-verse, are doing the exact same as syobai: in order to live and avoid horrible fates, they're doing illegal, immoral shit. it's sympathetic, but we (referring to linuj and the light he writes these characters in) constantly switch up how we perceive and feel about the actions of the voids and syobai. it's okay to acknowledge they're in a gray sort of area, and i think it's esp interesting with syobai knowing what's going on with them, and how he interacts with them knowing that

soooo back to main thing. i think syobai would, even in non despair (as yk... the CoU (i've been saying voids but y'all know which three ive been talking abt) are still implied to be doing morally interesting things to handle utsuros absence) view them. not as equals, but would definitely recognize the similarities in their circumstance and that which they do. so idk maybe he'd chill with them more. even if not (at least originally) as friends, him being less cold, and less detached from them

shit that got long;; i had to cut myself off sm and i thought i was doing well being quiet

otp: i don't rlly do syobai ships?? idk why????? tbh i just don't think i'm huge on shipping in general. hashimaeyomirin and it's variations for @/dirtykagarinkinnie tho <3

notp: mmmmmm don't have them!!! ships listed above r all that i'm rlly interested in/see tho

random headcanon: can actually clean up really well. he just Does Not care abt looking good for the kisa foundation/is cocky abt things with them, cue the. appearance 😭😭

song i associate with them: cigarette ahegao (penelope scott) is the hashimuri song ty and gn. anyways tho! cant find anything very fitting??? maybe mean (penny roox)???? who knows. who knows.

#sdra2 #syobai hashimoto #is that rlly all the tags???? hm #uhhhh #shoutout to tumblr user rantaroeffigy!!! #hi mr colin here's a post abt one of ur guys (/pos)

[guardianofjunmyeon]

Finding Atlantis (part 1)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Action/Adventure, Enemies to Lovers, PirateAU

Description: 20 years ago the seas became angry. Unruly and unkind to any sailor, to any ship that dared venture too far out in her waters. Many a man has heard the tales of Atlantis, the lost city, the key the ocean. But fewer men know the tale of it’s missing child. The key to the ocean, the key to Atlantis but a lost little one. The power one would hold should they find this child would be nearly that of Poseidon himself. Thus, the hunt began.

A/N: Hiiii long time no see lmaoo...I started a pirate story and I felt like i should upload it here on tumblr bc i think it’s fun and i have a few chapters written already so ...here you go!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4,  Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18

20 years ago the seas became angry. Unruly and unkind to any sailor, to any ship that dared venture too far out in her waters. Many a man has heard the tales of Atlantis, the lost city, the key the ocean.

The heart of the ocean.

Atlantis was created by the Gods. Created by the God of the ocean, Poseidon, himself. He created a land, a city, in the middle of the ocean among the humans in order to be closer to humanity. He went on to fill his new city with his many half God, half human children; he allowed others who felt the pull of the ocean deep within their souls to populate his city and call it their home. Their Atlantis.

The people of Atlantis were a rich people, culturally, morally, financially. Their advances far beyond our own. They lived in peace, in harmony and kept the sea happy, kept her calm and teaming with life. Poseidon’s children ruled the city with kindness, with understanding and neutrality for hundreds of years. They protected the city and the oceans for many, many years even after Poseidon himself returned to live amongst the other Gods.

One day, a thousand years in the past, the people of Atlantis decided that they wanted more. They were the keepers of the sea, they were the people of Poseidon. They wanted more money, more attention from their creator, more reverence from the humans and animals that they watched over. They wanted to be worshiped. They created waves large enough to drown continents, monsters big enough to destroy ships, and storms scary enough to keep the faint of heart far from the ocean, and even farther from their city.

And so they were bestowed with destruction for their greed.

The city was destroyed with volcanic eruptions, lightning storms, and ultimately a tsunami large enough to bury the city miles below the ocean’s surface.

The city was lost beneath the waves of the ocean to never be found or seen by humanity again, but it’s believed to still exist. It is believed to still thrive, to have adapted, and reverted to its original task of protecting the ocean without greed or desire for repayment. For the seas have been kind again after the disappearance of Atlantis.

Until 20 years ago.

It was said that each of Poseidon’s children were born with a destiny that they were meant to fulfill. A destiny that was crucial to the survival of the seas. To the survival of marine life. To the survival of humans.

Rumors that one of Poseidon’s children had run away to live amongst the humans began to spread across the lands like a wildfire as the ocean began to act restlessly, and monsters were starting to reappear in places they’d long vanished.

For the return of this child, for the rediscovery of Atlantis, you would be rewarded with riches beyond your wildest dreams.

Humans had tried to find Atlantis since its disappearance and none had gotten close to uncovering her secret location, so humans began to look for its lost child instead.

The key to the ocean is Atlantis. And the key to Atlantis is its missing child. The power one would hold would be nearly matched to that of Poseidon himself.

Thus, the hunt began.

-Anonymous

~~~

“Are we ready to leave port?”

“Yes Captain. All members are present and accounted for.”

“Good. Our heading is east, let’s make haste. I want to get this bounty and be back before the month’s end.”

“Ay, Captain.”

Leaving port is always as gratifying as it is stress inducing. There’s nothing that can quite match the rush you feel when you see your fellow crewman rushing around your ship, bringing her to life again, after weeks at rest. Raising the sails and cleaning down her surfaces before taking her back out home on the open sea, that rush is what excites you most in this world. The entire vessel buzzes with energy as your men call out to each other across the ship ensuring that she’s prepped and safe to take out on the water.

You always feel your chest swell with pride as they do their jobs with a confidence and energy that you hoped you played a part in inspiring. You’ve recruited each of them personally, and watched them grow under your guidance from nervously getting their sea legs to being some of the fiercest pirates known to man. Your first mate, Junmyeon has been by your side the longest, and is your most loyal second in command. Kim Junmyeon knows the ocean and the workings of the ship with nothing but innate talent. You would consider him just as respected and in charge of the ship as the captain himself.

Your quartermaster, Zhang Yixing has been with your ship for slightly less time than your first mate, but he is just as important. If Junmyeon is your right hand, then Yixing is your left. Yixing understands the workings of the ship and handles moral and makes every voice on the ship heard when issues among the crew arise.

You have a few sailing masters, those who handle navigation and piloting the ship. They are the keepers of the charts. Kim Yeri, your head sailing master is the smartest woman you’ve ever had the pleasure of taking aboard your crew. No one can read a map, chart a course, and follow the stars quite like her. Lee Taemin is your best pilot. He can guide your ship like it’s an extension of his own body, no matter the weather, no matter the conditions. Although Yeri and Taemin handle mostly navigation, they work hard at easing the burdens of your other crewmen as well.

You have 2 head gunners, Kim Minseok and Kang Seulgi. They lead two separate groups of men who are in charge of the ship’s artillery. Minseok and Seulgi are the fiercest fighters on the ship, well trained at aiming the heavy cannons and teaching their men how to work them safely. Minseok takes on the role as master gunner, the one in charge of all 8 men in the artillery.

Your cook, Qian Kun, doubles as the ship doctor. Both he and Yixing have been trained to attend to any kind of injury your crewmen may face.

You have 6 boatswains, or deckhands –those who handle all other activities on the ship. Whether it be anchoring, handling naval provisions, raising and lowering the sails, or just keeping the ship running smoothly. They all report directly to you, Junmyeon, or Yixing. They may be on the lowest rung of the ship, but they are just important to the ship as you are.

The crew of Storm Chaser have built a relationship based on trust and respect. All men are important, all men are heard, and all men are expected to put their life on the line for his fellow crewman. If you are unable to follow this general understanding of how the crew works, then…well, you as captain would make sure that anyone who misbehaves is handled.

You’ve captained the Storm Chaser for seven years now. She’s a decent sided ship, black as night with dark blue sails. She’s not huge, but she’s faster than the winds. She’s your pride and joy. She’s your home, and she’s home to the 20 odd other people who work her with you.

You bought her with your first big bounty, back when you were but a powder monkey on some brute’s ship, dealing with the ammunition and cannons with other dispensable suckers.

He was a shit captain and an even shittier person, but he’d allowed you to work on his ship in the lowest position possible because he saw the drive in you. He gave you a chance, and you’ll forever be grateful for him.

Even if you ended up being the one to poison his food and bring his dead body to the admiral who’d wanted him dead or alive.

He’d underestimated you. That was his mistake. You should always watch your own back and build up relationships with others who you can trust. He was a bully and a hot-heated asshole. No one liked him, he didn’t respect those beneath him, and he was careless just because you seemed young and naive. So now he’s dead and you cashed out on his life.

That's the way of the pirates after all.

The award you were given, for leading that unnamed admiral back to the brothel room where you’d left your dead ex-captain, was a hefty chunk of change. You bought your first ship in cash at the ripe age of 19.

You became a Captain at only 19.

You began to slowly build up a crew of trustworthy men and women who would lay down their life for you and for each other. You promised them safety in return for the building of trust aboard your ship. You’d seen captains who would do nothing but boss around their crew, take half of any reward for themselves, and would turn on any man on their ship at the drop of a dime.

That wasn’t the kind of captain you aspired to be. A good captain works with his men, is on the frontline of every fight, and acts as mediator when the ship is split on crucial decisions. A good captain works with their ship, not against it.

You’ve wanted to be captain of your own ship for as long as you can remember. The ocean has called out to you since you were big enough to have memories.

You grew up on a small port on the easternmost part of Xiao Shitou, a large island known for its dealing with pirates. It was easy to do business on the island and get away with things that other islands would arrest you for. Things other islands would hang you for in the middle of its largest city. You grew up watching ships come into town with people of all kinds of looks, backgrounds, stories. You watched them with wide eyes and an ache in your chest that you could never quite explain.

You just knew that where ever they were going after they left your port, that’s where you belonged.

Your mother owned a bar right in the heart of the seaside town. Storm Breaker. You can remember playing around with the regulars as your mom served them ale and smiles and would listen to their stories. You can also remember hiding in the back room among the bags of flour and crates of unopened beer whenever people your mother didn’t trust would enter her bar. Pirates and hooligans visiting for the first time. People who did nothing but cause problems when they visit.

She was a fighter, your mother. A scary woman that everyone in town respected, and a loving woman who did everything she could to protect you. You looked up to her, you admired her, but still you knew that you couldn’t do what she did. You couldn’t grow up working a bar and seeing the same people and doing the same tasks every day. You didn't belong trapped in a small town so close to the ocean, but never actually on it.

At 8 years old you watched you mother get shot right in the chest in the middle of your living room. One bullet to the heart by some ruffian she’d threatened with her own gun when he was harassing women in her bar days before.

You managed to escape him by throwing the pot of boiling water that was still burning on your stove straight at his face, and then running straight out the door that he’d kicked down. You’d left your mother there and ran away just as she’d always instructed you to.

That was just how life in pirate port cities worked.

You dragged your mother’s body out of the house a week later with the help of a man who frequented your mother’s bar often enough to basically live there. You both gave her to the ocean. He stood at your side, patted your head and told you that you would be okay.

You never saw him again after that.

The next years you lived alone on the streets, stealing food, earning money for little odd jobs around the town when you could. Some people recognized you and would help you out when they could, but they had their own struggles and issues, so you continued to live on your own the best way you could. You got into fights, got chased by people who caught you picking their pockets or filling your cheeks with their food. It wasn’t easy, but life could have been worse.

You kept your eye out for the man who murdered your mother. He made Xiao Shitou his home not long after that night. He ended up taking over your mothers bar, changed the name to Slut Cavern, and ran it into the ground a year later because he didn’t know how to fucking run a business.

When you were 11 you were able to find real work as a blacksmith’s apprentice. A woman with kind eyes and rough hands who taught you self defense and how to make and use the artillery she was selling.

Everyone just called her Victoria.

She’d known your mother, had gone to Storm Breaker a few times. She never had her own children, too busy working and owning her business on her own to bother with the excuses for men who frequented Xiao Shitou, so she took you under her wing as her own.

Her business wasn’t clean. She often sold blades, gun parts, and bullets to the worst kinds of men. To pirates, looters, murders, slave owners, anything of the like.

She did what she could to make money. Your mother did the same with her bar.

Victoria would take you along when she would deliver her swords. You would watch her threaten men who dared try to steal from her, and kill those who would try to take advantage of her. You learned quickly how to surprise people with your brutality and quickness with a blade under her guidance.

By 13 you’d killed your first man. A dirty older man who bought a knife and wasn’t going to pay you since you’d come to collect the money on your own. This wasn’t the first collection you’d gone on without Victoria, but it was the first time it hadn’t gone smoothly. He’d planned on assaulting you on top of robbing you. He’d pulled out his blade and advanced on you, but you were faster; you evaded his first swipe and slit his neck in one go with the thin but sharp sword on your hip.

You took off with his personal sword, the sword you were meant to sell to him, and all the valuables on his person. He lay there dead in an alley and you walked away with a smile on your face.

At 14 you cornered the man who killed your mother. He was stumbling drunk out of the bar your mother once owned and he hadn’t recognized you. You figured he’d forgotten all about the kid that slipped away from him. The kid who fucked up his face. He’d made disgusting advances that evening; uttered despicable words that you knew were meant to get you in his bed. You walked up to him and watched his lip curl up in a smile and he started to unbuckle his pants. You shoved your sword right in his chest, just as his hand reached into his pants to pull out his cock.

You watched the shock fill his expression; he choked out an agonized moan. You twisted the blade and pushed it as far as it could go through his heart. When you pulled it out and felt your hand wet with his warm blood, he slid down to the ground. You crouched down and looked in his eyes, watery with drunkenness and pain.

“I hope you rot in the hottest part of hell,” you’d said evenly. You drove your blade into the middle of his throat and watched the last of his life drain from his eyes, head lolling to the side and body going still. You went back to Victoria’s and she helped you wash away the blood without question.

At 16 you and Victoria parted ways. You wanted to go off and make your own money working aboard ships. Staying on the island wasn't the life for you. You watched the people who spent their whole lives on land. Watched them live the same daily routine over and over until they died. Watched them eat and shit and fuck the same people in the same place over and over again.

And you watched the pirates who would come for short periods of time, never staying put for too long. Living life on the unpredictable sea, following no one’s rules, taking what they wanted out of life and doing something new and exciting every day.

You wanted to be like them. That was where you belonged.

You had the swordsmanship. You didn’t have any ties Xiao Shitou outside of it being the place you were raised. Victoria would live on with or without you around. And you found that you had no fear of death.

You found your first captain, Captain Lee, inside of a bar that people tended to frequent when they were looking for work or for men to complete jobs. He was signing on crewmen that night and you joined a line of big, mean looking guys trying to make yourself fit in as much as you could. He laughed right in your face when you walked up to the table and demanded he let you on his crew.

“And how old are you sweetheart? Isn’t it a bit late at night for you to be at a place as dangerous as this?”

“Don’t worry about how late it is; I know how to handle myself. I want to join your crew. I don’t care what job it is, I just want to be on the sea.” You stood confidently.

He laughed at you again and waved you away with a roll of his eyes. The man behind you pushed you out of the way to take your place at the front. “I wasn’t done you brick-headed fucker!” You yelled. He’d looked over his shoulder, given you a once over and scoffed.

You took the gun out of your holster and shot a single shot directly into the air. The bar quieted. You finally had the attention you wanted.

You looked directly at Captain Lee. “I said, I want to be on your crew and-”

The man in front of you turned around fully with a scowl set on his face and a step in your direction. “Listen here little wench-” You cocked your gun and pointed it at the man who interrupted you.

“If you put your hands on me, I will kill you right here,” you challenged.

You watched the captain stand up with his hands folded across his chest and an amused smile on his face. “You going to let a little girl threaten you sailor?” He teased.

The man went red in the face at the challenge from the captain and the audacity of you to embarrass him in front of all the patrons in the bar. He lunged at you with all force and no coordination. You slipped under his reaching arms, lifted your gun to his head and fired a bullet directly into his skull.

He fell to the ground with a thud that shook the ground, and shocked everyone watching in silence. You lowered the smoking barrel and looked at Captain Lee in exasperation. Have I made my point?

With an impressed nod, he pushed forward the signing papers and the bar erupted back into normal business.

Here you are 10 years later with the ship you bought for killing him in turn. Life is a fickle thing.

Your first mate Junmyeon comes up to your side as you’re manning the helm, getting your ship farther away from the random port you’d all spent the last few weeks at. Weeks getting drunk, having fun, resupplying the ship.

“I’ve put the bounty papers on the table in your quarters. From what I’ve gathered, the guy we’re after has been going around destroying random port cities in the south east. Pillaging, raping, setting fire to homes, and then leaving with anything him and his men can find worth value,” Junmyeon tells you evenly.

You sigh and nod. “Dead or alive?” you ask with a look in his direction.

“Either. 50,000 dollars for him, and another 5 for each member of his crew,” he replies.

“That's a shit ton of money…”

“It’s enough to set us all for at least 3 years,” he agrees. “I can call Taemin to guide the ship while we discuss the logistics in your quarters.”

You nod again, and watch as Junmyeon walks off to search among your men for the purple haired pilot.

The sun begins to set as you all set out for the next weeks at sea. The sky blooms in shades of pink, purple, and blues. You don’t think that you could ever get tired of this sight.

“Captain, I can take over from here,” Taemin chirps from your side. He beams and leans an elbow on your shoulder.

“All yours.” You hand the ship over and scan the deck quickly for any sight of your first mate. His shiny black hair blows in the wind as he leans against the mast. Even doing nothing, he manages to look just as unreal as the day that you met him. You walk up to him with a smile and put your arm around his shoulder.

He laughs and wraps his arm around your waist. “So tell me more about the son of a bitch that we’re gonna go kill.” You guide him to your room with a lift to your voice. The excitement of going on another bounty hunt after days of relaxing make your hands itch to use your blade again.

You both enter your quarters and he takes a seat first at your large table covered in documents. You close the door while he settles in, chin in his hand and fingers tapping against the newest addition to the pile of papers. “You really need to clean this up,” he throws out lightly.

You shrug. “I like having them all, for sentimental value.” You keep the wanted posters of yourself, of your crewmen, of the people you hunt, and anything else that goes to show just how much of a name you’ve earned. How many accomplishments you’ve achieved.

“Hoarder,” he jokes.

You roll your eyes. “Whatever, my junk doesn’t matter. As my first mate it’s your job to keep me in order. You could clean it up if you wanted.” You flick him in the temple. He winces. “I wouldn’t be able to function without you.”

“You or the rest of the crew,” he scoffs. “I’m here to help you keep the ship moving, not to literally put your old paperwork in order.” You sit across from him and lean over the table to scan the papers splayed in front of you both. “Speaking of keeping the ship moving, let’s talk about our latest mission.”

“Of course!” Your skin thrums with excitement. “Has Yeri managed to get a handle on where our elusive man might be headed?”

He puckers his lips in thought and taps a map marked in red circles with his finger. “She looked at his previous hits and has been working to predict his course, but because he seems to be rather…unpredictable she’s reported difficulty pinpointing an exact location.” He looks up from the map. “We have a general idea of his location based on the last place that was reported hit and the direction of major currents that they may be following.”

“A general idea is better than nothing…I trust Yeri’s navigation and mapping skills. I’ll have her update when she finds changes. For now I think we should continue the course we’d set following you and her suggestion.”

“I’ll make sure-”

“CAPTAIN!” Junmyeon’s mouth closes immediately as you both train your eyes on the person who stormed in on your meeting. “Captain,” he says again out of breath.

“What is it Johnny?” you ask, standing up from the table. Your full attention sets on him.

“There’s a stowaway on board.”

“Fuck,” you curse.

“Where are they now?” Junmyeon asks the boatswain.

Johnny jerks his thumb behind him. “We’ve got him in irons and dragged him above deck. He was hiding in the food storage. We only found him when we were taking stock of food supplies.”

“Good job, I’ll be right out. Gather the rest of the crew. I want everyone on deck,” you command.

Johnny rushes out and you and Junmyeon share a look. This doesn't bode well and you both can feel it.

When you emerge from your quarters, you take note of your crew still gathering and the stowaway on his knees in the middle of the growing crowd.

He’s objectively handsome, you note. Dark hair, strands fall messily across this forehead and ears. Strong jaw, a well built face. He looks to be in his mid twenties. He’s wearing a beige blouse with leather pants and boots that tell a story of self care, of money. He looks like someone who spends a lot of time in the sun if the color on his face and hair tell you anything. He’s no dirtier than any of your men.

Not a beggar. Not by the looks of him.

You don’t have the time to deal with him at the moment. Not in the middle of a bounty hunt. You’ll send someone to question him later. “Throw him in the brig,” you call out to no one in particular.

“Wait…” you watch as your quartermaster pushes through your other men. His eyes widen at the man on the ground in front of him. “Jongin?” he asks in disbelief.

The stowaway looks up at the sound of his name and catches the eye of your crewman. “Yixing,” he sighs out in happiness, in relief. He sags a bit in his chains at the familiar face. You look between the two men in confusion.

“You know him?” You ask Yixing simply.

He nods vigorously. “Friends from childhood,” he says. “Almost like a brother.”

“Good. Then you take him to the brig and question him.” Yixing nods at your words and is quick to get the stowaway on his feet. He looks alarmed at the fact that he’s still being taken to the brig, but Yixing understands your position on stowaways hopping aboard your ship. It’s not something to take lightly.

You look around at the rest of your men. “As for everyone else, I want all eyes searching the ship immediately. Stop whatever you were doing and start looking around. From top to bottom, from bow to stern. Look in every fucking crack. I fear we may have more than one stowaway on board. Find them and throw them in the brig. Find me or Junmyeon afterwards to deal with them.” At your words everyone disperses to frantically search the ship.

Yixing drags Jongin below deck by his chains. Junmyeon places and hand on your shoulder with a concerned frown.

“I know,” you say.

This can be no coincidence. No one would dare just hop aboard your ship without any devious ulterior motive. Your ship is known for its ruthlessness and its ability to complete jobs quickly and cleanly. You’ve heard the stories in pubs.

“No one who has ever seen the captain has ever lived to tell the tale,” they say. Your ship is feared. You are feared despite keeping your identity as captain of the Storm Chaser on a need-to-know basis. You’ve built relationships with all of your crewmen, and you all thrive on the fact that the captain’s identity is kept secret. No one will mess with anyone on the crew in fear of them being the deadly Captain.

It works out for you all.

And this fear is what keeps lesser ships from fucking with you. You’ve had…dealings in the past with individuals you’d rather forget existed, but you and your ship are always able to get away with minimal damage. You, along with pirates around the globe, know that this is not a ship you can just fuck with and get away with it.

You take it upon yourself to keep somewhat on course while the rest of the crew are looking for any extra bodies on the ship.

It’s hours later when a deckhand, Taeil, finds you at the wheel. “Captain we found one other stowaway. You won’t believe who it is…” he says with wide eyes.

“Are they in the brig already?” He nods. “Find Junmyeon and Yixing and tell them to man the ship while I go talk to the prisoners.” He runs off and you tell any other crewman on your way to the brig to go back to manning their normal positions.

The lamps in the brig have been lit at the new addition of prisoners. It’s been nearly half a year since you all had to use your brig like this. Most of the bodies you all bring back are dead and thrown in a body box you all keep deep below deck with other nonessential items.

Your ship has two decently sized cells (enough to hold 20 men in dire, cramped situations). In the first cell is the first stowaway, Jongin. He’s huddled in on himself in the far right corner of his prison with his head against his knees. He looks up at the sound of you coming down the stairs. You see the sadness and fear in his eyes before he hides his face once again against his knees. In the second cell you catch sight of hands languidly relaxing outside of the bars.

Hands adorned with various rings. You know those hands, it’s hard to forget them with the various encounters you've had with them.

“Ah…if it isn’t the fearsome Captain of the Storm Chaser,” he drawls amusedly.

The sneer that finds its way onto your face comes instantaneously at the sound of his voice. You step closer and take your second prisoner in. His flashy jewelry, the cloth wrapped around his forehead to soak up sweat, the stupid ass eye patch that he wears, and that grin that brings you nothing but fucking trouble.

“What the hell are you doing on my ship Byun?”

#whoop whoop #here we go!! i'll upload the next chapter as well!!! #baekhyun #byun baekhyun #baekhyun fanfiction #baekhyun fanfic #exo #exo imagine #exo stories #exo fanfic #baekhyun imagine #baekhyun pirate au #exo pirate au

[intothedanvers-e]

Interview Jitters (pt.2)

Word Count: 1.1k Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Summary: A few months after your previous press junket Y/N and Tom had finally started dating. Not too long into the relationship, Y/N had begun auditions for the role of Captain Marvel and luckily got it! Because you guys were the youngest members of the MCU and the hottest new superheroes everyone was obsessed with, in the months following the Avengers: Infinity War madness you guys were put together to do interviews and panels at events like Comic-Cons. You two had decided to keep a secret from the fans; you were just getting used to the influx of people who were supporting you and you feared that because you two had already been shipped so much that your relationship would be put on an unrealistic pedestal. However, of course, your boyfriend had a hard time not starting at you and smiling like an idiot in love during these things and the fans were starting to become more and more suspicious. Author’s Note: whaddup someone requested a pt.2 to this and seeing all the ugly that went down at that one event with those certain people made me want to give yall some nice fluff bc we all deserve it! also i hit bad writers block with my series young dumb and broke and didnt update when i was supposed to and i feel real bad and ill hopefully have the next chapter by the end of the week ok. if you ever have a request or something for me pls don’t ever hesitate to send it to me! Also feedback is always welcomed!! love yall <33

Here’s Part One!

Here’s my Masterlist!

You and Tom were laying lazily in bed waiting to be escorted to your designated events at Comic-Con. It was your second day there and luckily you were always put together to do stuff so you got to spend a lot of time with your boyfriend. While waiting you two were just scrolling through your socials. You were checking twitter and noticed you were getting a large amount of screenshots sent to you of Tom staring at you with heart eyes during an interview. A lot of tweets all said something along the lines of “are you sure nothing is going on between you guys?”

You smiled and pointed your phone in his direction.

“Baaabe you need to stop,” you said giggling.

“Stop what?! That’s just my face love!” he said trying his best to seem innocent.

“You know what I mean babe!”

“I’m sorry that I’m dating the best girl in the world and my face isn’t doing a good job of hiding it!”

You climbed into his lap and quickly pecked him on the lips.

“You know what I mean spidey.”

He smiled into the kiss and leaned his forehead against yours.

“Why can’t we just tell them?”

“In due time my love,” you said giving him a reassuring smile.

There was a knock at the door and the to of you embarked on your day full of activities.

After a while of photo ops and signing things you finally embarked on a few interviews. The both of you recognized one of the interviewers which was the same woman who did the interview where she showed you the clip of Tom. You both smiled at her and greeted her with a hug.

“What a small world!” Tom said as you both sat in front of the woman.

“It’s so nice to see you both again Y/N, Tom!”

“It’s nice to see you too! It’s genuinely nice to see a familiar face amongst the madness,” you said smiling.

“Now not only are you too in the same movie but you guys get to play such iconic characters in one of the biggest movie franchises in the world! Y/N, getting a role like the iconic Captain Marvel must be so overwhelming. What was that process like? How have the fans been reacting?”

“Oh my god it was overwhelming. I remember a lot of 3 a.m. phone calls to this guy over here and I was just bawling after one of the auditions yelling about how I would never get the part because I wasn’t good enough for that and now fast forward a few months and I’m here and its all getting so real!”

“You didn’t think you’d get the part? Are you insane?!”

“She for some reason always doubts her skills! Like I spent a majority of the phone call telling her to calm down and that she was genuinely one of the best actresses ever. Also she did so much research she had comics and stuff always strewn about her apartment, I knew in the back of my mind there’s no way she can’t get this part. Are you joking? Also I wouldn’t doubt Marvel would hire her based off personality alone.”

“Took a lot of trips to her apartment there eh?”

“Well no I mean we’d facetime sometimes too,” he said leaning into his hand, using some of his fingers to cover the cheeky smile he had on his face.

“Also the fans have been super nice! I was quite scared to enter a franchise like this considering the fans will either love ya or hate ya but I’ve gotten mostly good feedback! I think people were just happy to have me and this kid back in action together,” you said trying to change the subject in an inconspicuous way.

“Okay so I know the fans have a lot of questions about the two of you and your love life, but I have a question I feel I have to really get off my chest. Who do you guys reckon would win in a battle: Captain Marvel or Spider-Man?”

“Captain Marvel. No doubt about it, no questions asked, no discussions needed,” you said instantly with a huge smile on your face.

“Excuse me? I reckon Spider-Man would put up a good fight.”

“Oh yeah there’s no doubt in my mind that Spider-Man would definitely try his best, I’m just saying Captain Marvel would absolutely crush him.”

“Why?”

“Okay look spoiler alert if you haven’t watched Infinity War,” you said looking into the camera, “but who does Nick Fury contact to save the world? Captain Marvel. All the while spidey is too busy being dust in someone’s vacuum cleaner. That alone should be an indication of the sheer power that is Captain Marvel.”

You sat there looking into the camera with a proud smile on your face.

“Now that was a low blow,” he said smiling at you.

“I mean she has got a point,” the interviewer said amidst laughter.

After a few more questions the two of you finished the interview and moved on to a panel that included a fan Q & A. The two of you were enjoying answering questions and being able to have some friendly banter. Suddenly the next person asking a question was what seemed like a young mother with a child.

“Hiiii um, my 5-year-old Hunter has a question for you Y/N.”

You got super excited and even stepped closer to the edge of the stage and knelt to look at the tiny five-year-old who was dressed as a tiny StarLord.

“Oh my god hi Hunter!! You are so adorable buddy! What’s your question?”

“Hi Y/N, um, my question is if you would be my girlfriend?”

The crowd erupted in aw’s and cheers. You smiled at the tiny five-year-old.

“Of course Hunter. I would never say no to a little tiny StarLord like you!”

The crowd started clapping and aw-ing again.

“Dude did you just steal my girlfriend?” Tom said amidst laughter.

The crowd erupted in screams. You sat at the edge of the stage and immediately started dying of laughter. You turned back to look at Tom who was trying to hide his red face with his hands but who was also dying of laughter. You could tell he let it slip out without thinking about it.

“Wait so are you guys dating?” the moderator said trying to get a clear answer.

“Are we all surprised that it was Tom that let this cat out of the bag?” you said walking back to the couch and taking a seat a little closer to Tom.

He wrapped one of his arms around and pulled you in for a quick kiss, causing the crowd to go crazy once again.

“Hey, at least this one is far less embarrassing than the last time! This time people actually know you like me back” he said smiling at you.

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[maxxmutt]

Hiiii venting abt skool n mental health ignore me

I've been struggling a lot this semester since it even started but wow am I ever going downhill. I'm so unhappy. I'm so stressed and anxious and worn out. I'm burnt out I think, but I have so much work to do that I don't have time to be burnt out. I've hit a point where Im sat here fully planning on skipping class today. Im going in to drop off some supllies for a diff class and buy a supply late but im not going in on time or attending my actual scheduled class lmao. That doesnt sound that bad but i was always the kid who NEVER skipped classes or dipped out early. I refused to do that but here I am, skipping multiple classes and dipping out of others midway thru.

I'm so exausted and sad all the time. I miss being able to spend time with my family at home, I never get to do that as often and I'm so upset. I'm upset abt everything I just want the semester to be over so I can breath and stop killing myself with these stress levels. I'm simultaneously stressed out of my mind trying to do work and completley apathetic and uncaring that it's late, shit quality, or that I don't show up. Idk what to do with myself. This is all so much I just wish it would stop. I want it to be over.

It doesn't help that I am built with a horrible work ethic even without the horrid mental health. My adhd loves to procrastinate, ESPECIALLY when there's more work and more stress. The worse it is the worse my work ethic is, but I haven't been able to wrangle that either.

I hate this so much but I've invested so much time and money already I may as well keep going for the next year but like. This year is so fucking god awful, if next year is like this I may just fucking drop out anyway cause withstanding this has been so hard, I also don't wanna be a coward tho.. but bc I am dealing with this kinda thing I feel like I don't belong. I don't deserve to be here bc im clearly not good or stable enough to get thru. Ik that's stupid but I don't deserve it as much as those who put in more work n effort.

I KNEW during 1st week that i should drop ome class and take my next 2 yrs slow and spread them out longer so i can actually function to do them. I knew this. And i still just left it thinking id be fine. LMAO NO. it doesmt help that that makes me feel like just when i think i am capable of things and trust myself to do more than my bad brain tells me, i cant and am actually just as incapable as my thoughts try to say. Im not capable and im not able to keep up and do the work i should be able to do.

I should really go to therapy and i know this, but I do not have the time at all. My schedule is way too busy, and I don't have the emotional or mental strength to think about booking appointments rn. I'm upset that when I need it the most I don't have the time, bc any semester would be like this. Unless I spread the rest of my degree out over more than 1 year but I'm suffering actively and ofc bc im so fucking busy I can't get that support. I'm so fucking tired. I'm so lost on what to do. Idk. Ig I'll just drop off my shit and sleep instead of doing hw lol.

#max text #vent #plz ignore this is so long and negative