#i just have the idea that zone 2 is the one shit goes down in

[rosehipsister]

Zonestober day 2 - zone 2

Ah, zone 2 and zone 3, the emptiest of them all. Borders of this one were shifted significantly after The Analog Wars, and no one really bothers to document them anymore. Mostly contains ruins too bad to be scavenged and unexploded ordinance from several recent eras.

Despite this, the athmosphere is mostly always tense - frequent patrols,  firefights, ambushes, temporary killjoy outposts and extreme sport spectators of all kinds.

Unspoken rule is that you consider yourself out of zone 2 when there’s no need to hold a hand on your gun anymore.

(BUT WAIT, WHAT’S THAT? by god, it’s Newsagogo with a surveillance drone!)

I decided to include sone rough outlines of zone 2 as a bonus, but i’m a bit busy to do a proper map right now. Here you go :)

@pocketknifeprayers​

#zonestober #danger days #newsagogo #this is all we get for today #i just have the idea that zone 2 is the one shit goes down in #be it a fight with someone who decided to be nosy #or a bli truck robbery

[mitch-the-silly]

AAAAH!! I see you have your requests open soooo, I'd like to request something with lucifer and fallen angel!reader, where the reader gets involved with the ideas of redemption after charlie goes to heaven to fight for her ideas, reader gets too caught up that the authorities kicks them out of heaven. Now here's the thing, what if reader actually ends up falling into Lucifer's home? Imagine this man reading a newspaper on his kitchen and suddenly there's a hole on the ceiling and a bloody angel beside his fridge, how would he react and all that?? 👀 I hope you have an amazing day and if you decide to write this, thank you so much in advance!!

Hiii! Loved this request so much!! I love writing fallen angel-like characters. I've done a few of those and the mere concept has had a chokehold on me for two years! Anyway, hope you like it!

Reader is gender-neutral due to the lack of gender specification in the request.

(Random note: I wrote this while I had "From The Pinnacle To The Pit" by Ghost playing on loop. The vibes were immaculate.")

Lucifer and gn!Fallen Angel!reader

Scenario!

"Brother in Falling"

Part 2

The fall. It was truly tragic to everyone you knew. The second angel fell to this senseless dreamer ideology. But to you, it wasn’t senseless. You’d heard Charlie, the daughter of the Morning Star deliver that speech in the angelic court. Immaculate and just was her logic; you knew it from the bottom of your heart. The very depths of your soul prohibited you from going along with Sera’s extermination charade any longer. You spoke up, attempting to raise a riot in Heaven; to raise awareness of the situation. Instead, you were silenced. Thrown down to the depths of hell. The second they sentenced you to this fall from grace, you knew that Heaven was full of shit. Your doubts confirmed before your very eyes. And now you were to live the rest of eternity knowing that Heaven was corrupt.

You’d cried when your sentence was read to you, Sera herself was the one who condemned you. You knew that it was her covering her own tyranny up. But you didn’t cry because you were being sent down to Hell. No, you were crying because you knew they wouldn’t stop with you. You knew that if anybody else tried to do anything about it, they would be thrown down here too.

So you fell, tears still in your eyes, seeing the first ring of hell below you. The Pentagram of Pride, in the middle of it, the Heaven Embassy you’ve once heard about. However, below you was a castle of sorts. You knew you were directly falling toward it and it was inevitable. Your wings had been damaged when Lute arrested you, so you had no sense of direction. Thus, you braced yourself for impact as you curled up into a ball. When you felt your body hit solid material and eventually hit a floor of sorts, then and only then did you peak your gaze from out of the wing-wrapped cocoon you’d wrapped yourself in.

You seemed to be in someone’s home, a fancy one at that. It was quite charming, really, since the room you seemed to be in was adorned by rubber ducks. It brought a small smile to your face, but it was imperative that you figured out where you were before you lowered your guard. You’d heard Hell was hostile; a constant war zone in some parts. So you turned around to survey your surroundings and, to your surprise, you saw someone sitting at a table, coffee mug and newspaper in hand. The look this soul (demon or sinner, whatever it may be) gave you was one of bewilderment. You observed them cautiously, standing as still as a statue. The top hat and suit they wore, intrigued you. The white thematics of their clothing were something you were used to, so you didn’t question them, even then, you found yourself fond of how they contrasted this soul’s environment. They seemed almost recognizable… but you couldn’t quite put your finger on how.

Finally, the figure spoke, “They’ve done it again… I can’t believe it…” He spoke. The look on his face gave away his disheartened feelings. He put the newspaper down along with the mug.

You simply nodded, not knowing what else to do.

“Heaven’s still as corrupt and dead set on its ways as it was eons ago, isn’t it? I knew it was a matter of time before they threw down someone other than me.” He sighed, getting up and giving you a sympathetic smile.

And then it hit you. This was Him; Lucifer, the Morning Star. The first and (no longer) only fallen angel. You jumped in surprise, “Y-you’re…” You managed to utter out.

“Yes, yes… look at what’s become of me!” He said jokingly.

“Your daughter… she should be up there. She should be leading Heaven. Not Sera. She’s strayed much too far from the values we were given in our creation.” You muttered bitterly.

Lucifer was taken aback by the comment about Charlie, but he moved on as you continued to speak., “Yeah… but you learn to accept the way things are. I’m sorry they did this to you. You don’t deserve to be down here. Whatever it was they say you did, I’m sure it was baseless.” He sighed, moving towards you, and placing a hand on your shoulder.

“They… they accused me of treason for saying the extermination was unfair…” You responded, looking at the ground as if you were embarrassed, but you were not. You were lamenting the loss of your old life.

“Yeah… I figured. Charlie told me what happened. It made quite the stir, huh? You know what, I’m sure she’d love to meet you. What do you say I send you her way and have her help you settle down? She’ll be thrilled to know heaven’s state after her case.” He suggested, smiling at you. Guiding you to sit down.

“I… I’d like that, yes.” You smiled back, nodding.

“But first, you want a cup of coffee? You look like you went through a lot in the past hour.” He offered.

“Oh yes, don’t you get me started on Lute and the way she arrested me-” You began. Having been received into this realm with open arms, you knew that your stay here wasn’t gonna be as bad as they painted it out to be.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin charlie #hazbin lucifer #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #lucifer x reader #ish? #fallen angel #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer hazbin x reader #hazbin hotel x reader

[deliciousdefendorinternet]

Trolls overall has a Big problem with the idea of Holding people accountable for their actions.

here's a numbered list of examples of what I'm talking about.

Cloud Guy in the Tv shows not only because he Harasses Branch most of the time with no consequences but also because Poppy goes out of her way to defend him even when his actions cause trouble for many other people.

like when he flooded the village just out of spite because Branch wouldn't do what he wanted anymore and not to mention how even when she found out that he also Harassed other people from each of the Troll Tribes she still took his side and got mad at them when they stood up for themselves and "" upset Cloud Guy "".

which even if it hadn't been revealed that it was all an act by him just to mess with them it would still make Poppy look bad since she Refused to do anything about his Blatant Bullying yet got mad at his victims when they stood up for themselves.

and not to mention made excuses for why his behaviour wasn't so bad making out like he only Harassed them because he was trying to help them which is just all kinds of wrong.

2. a lesser example but still a bad example imo is in the Trollstopia episode where Dante uses Branch as his muse and he stalks him breaks into his home and disrupts his daily Jobs which he does.

and when he goes to Poppy for help she makes out like Dante's behaviour is reasonable and tells Branch to suck it up.

and after Branch does something to get Dante to back off Poppy then gets mad at him when Dante isn't able to come up with any music ideas like that's somehow Branch's problem?

Dante needed help but Rather than ask for it he just went ahead and took it by invading someone's privacy.

and breaching their trust and then Poppy made out like Branch was wrong for setting down Boundaries with him which is just iffy to be honest feels like this episode was written by Joe Goldberg or something lol.

3. and there's Creek as I've said in the past I love him lol but I do agree that his Return in TBGO could have been done better where he could have had a little arc of slowly earning back people's trust maybe over the span of a few episodes.

4. some people like to go on about the Bergens being forgiven too easily and I agree to an extent but given how Gristle Jr couldn't exactly punish the majority of the population I don't think they really had much choice in this matter.

I feel the only problem is them acting all chummy with the rest of the Bergens like letting them off for killing their species is one thing but acting like friends with them is a whole other like staying friends with Bridget and Gristle is fine given their history and the fact that they were too young to have eaten any Trolls prior to the escape.

but acting friendly with the rest of them feels a tad insensitive like in the opening of TBT we see Branch and Poppy acting all chummy with Random Bergens and Branch even High fives a couple of them and I was just thinking to myself

"" dude they probably ate someone's loved ones in the past how would you feel if you saw other Trolls giving Chef a friendly High five? ""

5. anyway moving on there's Barb who enslaved countless people destroyed their homes and tried to wipe out all other kinds of music and she was let off in the end.

its not even like she had a last minute change of heart she literally just got beaten and that's the only reason why her plan didn't succeed and afterwards she was just instantly forgiven.

6. Bro zone I've already talked about them in Depth in the past but yeah unreliable selfish insensitive and at worst cruel not to mention they never truly change their ways.

they keep on doing the same crappy behaviour and they don't show that much remorse for their past actions yet they still get forgiven in the end Despite everything.

because yaaaay family is amazing even if they Treat you like shit over and over again.

the films message feels like it was written by a toxic parent to please other toxic parents to be honest which judging by how this film won over general audiences I'd say it worked like a Treat lol.

so yeah Despite my love for it Trolls overall as a franchise has a serous problem with actually Holding people accountable for their crappy actions and Behaviours I feel the only exception is Veneer as even tho his turn at the end felt Rushed and out of nowhere imo.

I was pleasantly surprised that the movie didn't just let him off the Hook and he still got arrested and accepted the punishment for his crimes in the end.

I feel the same thing should have happened with Barb given everything she did.

anyway if you've made it to the end of my post thank you you have the patience of a saint lol anyway what do you think about this aspect of the franchise?

#trolls branch #trolls #dreamworks trolls #trolls brozone #trolls band together #branch trolls #trolls dreamworks #branch #brozone #trolls 3 #Trolls #Trolls Branch #Trolls Bro zone #Trolls Brozone #Trolls bro zone

[pink-princess-pussy-pop]

More Than 7 Minutes in Heaven - Rafe Cameron X Reader Smut

Req: rafe requests you say??👀 i saw a tiktok edit of him and the caption said “he definitely talks you through it” and now i just need a smut of rafe talking reader through an orgasm (maybe with some degrading AND praise🤤)

Part 2

Rafe x Reader Established Relationship

RAFE WAITS FOR THAT MOTHERFUCKIN' CONSENT! also he has hair here lol. no hate to the the buzzcut, tho

Warnings: fingering, oral f! receiving, language, not proof-read lol its 1:19am i ain't got time for that shit

Summary: Your boyfriend helps you experience your first orgasm.

"Truth or Dare?" Topper asked Rafe.

"Truth." The game had been pretty tame thus far. The small circle of Kooks consisted of you, Rafe, Kelce, Top, and a couple of girls that Kelce and Topper had brought over.

"What's the hottest thing Y/N has done?" You rolled your eyes at the crude question but couldn't lie. You were interested in your boyfriend's answer. You make eye contact with him as he gives you a devilish grin. He brakes eye contact to look you up and down.

"She's pretty hot when she yells at me, so sometimes I annoy her just so she’ll do it." The comment makes your cheeks burn in embarrassment and the boys snicker.

The game continues and you zone out until true guys get up to get drink refills and leave you and the touron girls alone.

"Y/N! Truth or dare?"

"Truth." You decide to keep it simple, way too tired to participate in whatever dare she had planned.

"Is Rafe the biggest guy you've been with?" The group quiets down, awaiting your response.

"What do you mean?" The girls giggle.

"Like sexually." Your eyes widen.

"Uh..." You didn't know what to say since you and Rafe hadn't had sex... yet. "I don't really-"

"Wait." The blonde interrupted you. "You haven't had sex with him? And you've been dating for four months?" You didn't know how to respond, as you hadn't had sex with anyone. Ever.

You remain silent, far too embarrassed to even offer a reply. The girls take this as an answer.

"Holy shit." The girls laugh and the brunette one can't fathom the idea that Rafe has "held out" as long as he has.

The boys return amidst the chaos and Rafe slings his arm around you, pulling you to his side.

The game goes on for a few more rounds until your name is called again. And this time, the brunette is the source.

You are scared of what would happen by choosing truth, and so you say,

"Dare." The girl rolls her eyes.

"I dare you to pick truth." Your eyes narrow.

Topper butts in,

"That's cheating! You can't force her to pick truth." The girl rolls her eyes.

"Fine. I dare you to go play seven minutes in heaven with Rafe." Your heart stops and Rafe stands, extending his hand out for you.

"C'mon, princess." You take his hand, no longer wanting to be near the two touron girls.

Rafe leads you to a bathroom and shuts and locks the door. You are frozen in place, back to the counter of the sink. You keep your gaze on the floor, not wanting to meet Rafe's gaze.

He steps toward you, his shoes kissing yours and his hands reach out to touch your arms.

"Baby..." He's practically begging you to look at him. "Are you ok?" His right-hand reaches up to brush your cheek and you finally look at him. "You know we don't have to do anything. Whenever you're ready."

How had you gotten so lucky? Rafe Cameron, from the wealthiest family in all of the Outerbanks, someone who is known not to date, has waited for the green light from you for months. He was perfect. Standing in front of you, his concerned eyes boring into yours, ensuring his girl is ok.

All you have wanted to do these past few months has been to have sex with your boyfriend but you were terrified. The constant thoughts swimming in your head...

What if he doesn't like it?

What if I'm not good enough?

What if Rafe doesn't want me anymore?

You decided it was time to push those thoughts away. You knew, deep down, that Rafe loved you, as he had said it many times already, and that he was willing to go as slow as you needed to. He would be ready whenever you wanted to do it. And those bitchy touron girls gave you the perfect green light.

"Rafe." It's a whisper. "I wanna..." You trail off, the ending of the sentence dying in your throat, watching as he registers your words.

"Hold on..." His hand drops back to your waist and he licks his lips. Suddenly, all you can think about is kissing Rafe. And how you aren't kissing him now. "Baby, don't think you have to do this because some shitty girls think you should."

"Rafe that's not why. They just helped e realize that I've been ready for a while. I've just been scared but you've given me no reason to be. I'm ready." You take his face into your hands. "I promise."

He doesn't budge.

"Baby, this is taking all of my self-control." His grip on your waist tightens. "Are you sure?"

You pull his face down to meet yours.

"Yes."

He kisses you, finally, and all of your blood rushes down. Rafe's hands slide down your torso, picking you up and placing you on the counter. He breaks the kiss, pulling back, chuckling a bit when you attempt to follow him.

"Hold on. I wanna make this good for you." He removes his hands from your body, placing them on the surface next to you. He swallows. "I need you to be honest with me right now, princess." You flush at the nickname. "Have you ever mast-"

"Yes." The sides of his mouth quirk up. "But I've never," His eyes catch yours again. "I've never, uh, finished." He looks confused for a moment, and then...

"You've never orgasmed?" You shake your head no.

Rafe looks stunned. He breathes a sigh of shock and pushes his hands through his hair.

"Fuck, babe." There is something about the way he's speaking that sends a funny feeling to your core.

He steps back between your legs, setting his hands on your thighs. You disregard the fact that your dress has ridden up and if he looked down...

"We're gonna take it slow, ok princess?" It isn't a question, and you find it incredibly sweet, and hot, that he is taking it slow for you. "I wanna make this good for you." His hands start moving up your thighs, sending goosebumps in their wake. His eyes never leave yours as his fingers slide around the sides of your underwear. "Is this ok?" He whispers.

You nod.

Rafe's hands pull your underwear down and you watch his every move while he keeps his eyes on you, taking in every movement you make. He gently pushes your thighs apart, more so than they already are, and his forehead drops to yours.

"Tell me to stop at any fuckin' time, and I will." You nod, unable to form words, only looking at his fingers dancing across your bare skin.

The two of you watch his hand disappear under the fabric of your dress in silence.

His finger brushes you, ever-so-slightly.

"Rafe." He pulls away, eyes wide but you are quick to pull him back. "Do it again, please." You are breathless by his simple actions.

Rafe takes a deep breath before continuing. Your hands grip his arms for stabilization as he does.

“Fuck. This all for me?” You nod.

“Yes.” He laughs and his fingers slide against you. Your head falls onto his shoulder, hips rolling into his hand.

“Jeez babe, calm down, I’ve barely started.” It’s then that the asshole’s thumb brushes against your clit, sending a shockwave through you.

“Fuck, Rafe!”

He pinches your clit between his thumb and pointer finger, coaxing a moan out of you.

“Shhhhh. Don’t wanna let everyone outside know what we are doing in here do we?” You nod into his shoulder. “That’s right baby. All for me. Doing so well.”

Though you aren’t looking at him, Rafe is grinning at you. He’s noticing everything - your racing pulse from your wrist, the little breaths you take, the sounds he’s pulling out of you, and it’s driving him crazy.

Since you are so wet, for him, he reminds himself, he lowers himself to the floor below you.

“Our seven minutes are up, but I’m down to continue if you are.”

“Please.”

That’s all Rafe needs.

You watch with glossy eyes as his large hands push your dress up further. You watch as he looks at you for the first time. You watch as he grins at you like the devil.

“I lied before.”

“What?” His gaze travels down, landing on where you are waiting for him.

“This is the hottest thing you’ve ever done.”

“What is?” He grins again.

“Letting me do this.” Your response is lost in your throat as Rafe’s mouth connects with your lower body.

It’s the single best thing you’ve ever experienced. And he’s so good at it.

Your hands absentmindedly tangle into his hair, pushing his head into you more which Rafe thoroughly enjoys. His hands pull you closer to him, clearly having a good time below you.

His tongue slides into you and he groans.

“Fuck!”

The vibrations make you even wetter, which adds greatly to Rafe’s ego.

He pulls away and you whine like a kid.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” The cheeky comment, along with his shiny lips and chin, makes your heart soar and your core throb.

“Rafe if you don’t continue I-“ He doesn’t wait for you to finish the sentence, diving back into your cunt, intent on bringing you your high and getting every last drop from it.

Your mouth betrays you when Rafe’s lips wrap around your clit, and you let out the loudest moan Rafe’s ever heard.

“Baby, you gotta keep it down. Save those pretty sounds for me.”

The sight below you is unholy. Rafe between your legs, feasting on you, telling you to shut up.

He’s back to it before you respond and when he slips a finger into you, you’re done for.

Rafe can feel it to. He manages to fit another finger into your tight cunt, the new sensation making you see stars.

“Fuck, fuck! Rafe! I’m gonna-“

Your first orgasm covers all of your senses with a feeling of euphoria. It’s a high you’ve never experienced before.

But Rafe doesn’t stop. He’s intent on giving you the best of the best, and one just won’t cut it for him.

“Rafe, God I can’t-“ He brakes away, just for a second.

“Yes, you can.” His mouth returns an instant later. You’ve read about this before, even watched it, but nothing could prepare you for the real deal. Rafe’s tongue was talented, slipping into you one second and then circling your clit the next. Every little thing he did set you on edge.

Your second orgasm hit faster than the first and Rafe was there to catch every ounce of it.

He let you recuperate, grinning at you as he stood up.

Rafe watched you as you caught your breath. He brought his fingers to his mouth, wanting to savor every bit of you.

“D’ya wanna leave?” He takes in how “fucked out” you look. Your cheeks rosy and flushed, sweaty, all while attempting to calm your breathing.

“Hell yeah.”

PART 2? ANYONE??

??? Did you enjoy ???

I sure did ;)

please i just started rereading and already found a typo

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[queenofthedorks]

CR3 92 -- A list. Spoilers? I guess.

So I normally watch the first hour or so of CR and then go to bed, because time zone and work in the morning, but of course, I had to watch ALL of it last week and by the end, I was so sleepy that I vowed to rewatch it on Friday. Then my dog got into a fight with a raccoon, and we ended up at the emergency vet at 2am (he's fine now). I realized I hadn't finished watching Kymal, so I had to go watch that, and I didn't get back to rewatching the ep until yesterday/today.

1. The growth of Aimee fucking Carrero as a player. Love it so much.

2. Aabria Iyengar is perfect. No notes needed.

3. It’s so fun to watch Matt be one part tactician 2 parts himbo.

4. Robbie is absolutely coming back to the main table. He said Dorian feels like he needs a purpose, but he’s the only Crownkeeper who isn’t favored by a god.

5. Betrayed God Champion one shot. Go go. They could be Exandria's Suicide Squad.

6. I need someone, not me, I've got shit to do, to chart out the timelines for the last IDK two months game time?

7. WHAT IF BH GOES TO AEOR AND POPS A BUBBLE AND THAT IS SAM'S NEW CHARACTER????? That's just a thought I had.

8. M9 one shot in Aeor please or just have half the table play M9 and half the table play BH. I want Caleb and Beau involved in taking down Luddy.

9. Alternately, BH could go meet HotBoi!Essek.

10. ALSO WHAT IS THIS LUXEN BULLSHIT THAT YOU JUST DROPPED AABRIA? Please elaborate.

11. Did Opal's mom know Vex and Vax?

12. Is Opal Ruidus born?

13. Are all of the PCs on the excult/exfundie side of Tiktok or what?

14. How many cults are we up to now? We've got the 420 Hive Mind in Bassuras, Ruidian stuff, Assholes who thought it would be a good idea to put a piece of a primordial entity into a child, and now Third Secret Option Luxon.

15. Ash, Imogene, and Opal need to form the "Children of Deadbeat Parents who went and got involved in a cult and caused their children a lot of heartache" support group.

I love me some comic horror, but is it next Thursday yet?

#critical role #cr spoilers #Bells Hells #crown keepers

[quietwingsinthesky]

what do you think people would say about supernatural/the winchesters relationship if sam was female?

Realistically, I think Sam being a woman would have given the show itself free rein to be So Much Fucking Weirder towards her. I know this ask is mostly about the fandom’s reaction, but I need to set the basis that, given everything we know about how the show already is, Supernatural would have taken the Sam Experiencing Sexual Violence dial that is already at 9 and cranked that baby up to 20 and left it there for the whole run. And also, given everything else we know about the show, every time Dean ribs about Sam being gay in canon would either 1) stay that way but now have the extra layer of “Dean is really into watching girls fuck” on top of it to make it weird or 2) would just flat out be replaced with Dean hitting on Sam/insinuating something along the lines of ‘why would u ever want another guy? when I am here and all u need?’ because Dean is already a creep obsessed with his brother, can you imagine how it would’ve been written if he had a baby sister instead? Homophobia was the only thing holding the show back from flat out incest sometimes, I swear to god.

Okay, so. Now that I have established All Of That.

For one, we have to take into account how the fandom tended to react to female characters in general. Let’s see the forecast is uh. Bad. We are looking at huge divides between the “Sam is cool, we like her” and the “Sam is a bitch and the show should just be about Dean” crowds. (And the third crowd of “Sam should fuck her brother 😩”, absolutely wincest would still be a thing. It might be even more of a thing in this universe, but that’s all speculation.) Especially when s4 rolls around and Sam decides to be a little evil (and have a girlfriend? I’m assuming everything else in the show goes as is, and so would the Ruby plotline. Which means that’s going to awaken even more things in people than it already does. I would have stopped functioning if I saw girl!Sam/Ruby blood drinking and fucking on my screen as a preteen do you have any idea-) People are going to villainize the shit out of her for that, never let it go.

(Now, as the fandom ages, a lot of this is gonna simmer down like it did for real for characters like Bela. But in the moment? A goddamn war zone. Toxic waste dump.)

And we need to talk about the elephant in the room. Destiel. We already exist in a world where Sam will be completely sidelined and erased to get Dean and Castiel’s love story to seem like the most important plot of Supernatural. Now, I want you to imagine the absolute hell that would be to exist in a fandom where Destiel is the big slash ship and the other main character of the show is a woman. At best, continued sidelining. At worst, we are looking at “Sam is a bitch and the show should be about dean only” attitudes that carry forward into “Sam is a bitch who is in the way of destiel and should be killed off to get her out of the way.” Which you may note is usually a role given to female love interests that are despised for breaking up the main ship. This is because, for all intents and purposes, Sam is the main love interest in competition with Castiel for Dean. On a fandom level between ship wars of destiel vs wincest, but also textually, in the show, beyond shipping, Sam fills out that role in a platonic way as well and Castiel doesn’t. If Sam was a woman, this spells bad news for her. No woman gets in the way of gay ships and comes out unharmed.

Okay and now let’s talk about Lucifer because we need to talk about Lucifer, I’m a Lucifer blog, I’m a samifer girl, and I can tell you that none of these things would change for me if I was watching this version of the show lol. But! Remember what I said about the Sam Sexual Violence dial? Yeah. That is going to be. Extremely loud. Every time Sam and Lucifer are in the same scene. I guarantee you this is the universe where we get evil forced Samifer kisses at multiple points. This is absolutely the universe where, when Lucifer decides he wants a kid, he tries to get Sam pregnant first and only if he fails does he move onto someone else (and hint: he probably doesn’t fail.) Think about every Sam & Lucifer scene that ever happened and now reimagine it but the show can now be as weirdly sexually violent as it feels like because it’s “straight” now. The innuendos are out, and Lucifer is going to pin Sam against a wall at some point.

I’m very into this, but I feel like this would make the whole fandom situation around them a lot worse. People already get up in arms around samifer, or even liking Lucifer at all. If all that subtext became flat out text and people could gif “Times Lucifer sexually assaulted Sam on screen” into little gotcha compilations, it would be way more of a struggle to exist around here.

But like I’d still be into it so I’d definitely still be here, give me those comps, I’m gonna jerk off to them

ANYWAY. That’s what I think would change if Sam was a lady. Overall, not great, but I think there would also be a lot of people who find her relatable, empowering, etc, and really enjoy her as a woman. Probably the same people who like Sam now, honestly. If there’s any universe I got a chance to peak into, I’d want it to be this one. If only for samruby canon lesbian sex.

#ask #i just feel like a lot of supernatural’s punches around certain topic were pulled because going all in would be too gay #and I think it’s better for it. a lot more subtle. #but if Sam was a girl it would not be that at all it would be full in on the incest and rape im serious #speaking of #tw noncon #tw incest #spn #sam winchester #lucifer spn #dean winchester #wincest #samifer

[rabidferretnightmares]

Say My Name (Asra Alnazar x GN!Reader Angst) (Mordern!AU) (English)

here's the german original

A/N: Here's the English version for those of you fortunate enough not having to deal with the german language on a daily basis. I yoinked the entire thing through DeepL and proofread it a couple of times, but my English is only so good so I can't promise this isn't a pile of horse shit. Also, I am tired of editing this. If you can, I'd recommend you read the German original. In my opinion, the translation has suffered a significant drop in quality, but that might just be me. For those who like reading with music in the background: I listened to Say My Name by ODESZA feat. Zyra on loop while writing this. Hence the title. Enjoy~

cw: angst, gn!reader, modern!au, Asra goes by he/they, I wrote this during a case of sleep-deprived "ADHD brain said you have idea you must finish this n o w"

Asra stood at the platform, one hand on the cord of their burlap bag that they had slung over their shoulders.

The cool autumn wind blew a last wistful reminder of the day's sunshine through the subway station. There was hardly anyone else out and about but him. Out of the corner of their eye, they saw a portly pigeon heading toward a lady in her mid-forties with a pastry bag in her hand. Amused, he watched as the bird gave up after a while without being acknowledged in any way, shape or form and instead wandered off to the nearest trash can.

A more persistent gust of wind rushed over them and some of their fluffy white curls ended up in their eyes. His jacket was definitely no longer adequate for this weather. They wiped the stray curls out of their face and stared at the large billboard on the opposite side of the tracks without even consciously taking in what was being advertised.

They wondered if much had changed during their absence.

Even from down here, he could hear the cars crawling through town at snails pace in frustration due to the construction sites at the downtown intersection.

Footsteps echoed off the tiled walls and a man groaned as he heaved his mountain bike down the wide stairs to the track.

The subway should have been here 2 minutes ago.

Not that delays were out of the ordinary. Or a problem for that matter. Subways arrived every 5 to 15 minutes, depending on the time of day, and even in the evenings he had no problem getting to his job at Lucio's club on time. In the end, they didn't particularly care about being on time. Most of the time his lateness was not due to public transit, but the fact that their better half regularly needed a construction crane to get them out of bed.

A smile made its way onto his lips.

The various tactics to get him out of bed and to work were wide-ranging and required constant adaptation and creativity.

If he didn't hate his employer more than anyone else in the world and if it wasn't incredibly entertaining and at the same time so heartwarming to watch his partner struggle to get him out of bed each time, he would surely get up on time.

... But maybe they just liked to lie in bed.

The subway pulled in in front of him and the doors opened with a soft hiss.

Without a backward glance, Asra traded the windy track for the stuffy interior of the train. They sat down in a window seat right next to the door, zoned out, and watched as their own amethyst-colored eyes in the window dreamily observed the city rushing past them in the darkness.

Light-footed, he crossed the space between the subway and the track in one step and began his march home.

On their way they passed some scattered puddles and autumn leaves, which were still too damp to crunch under the soles of their boots. Bright garlands were strung between the houses on both sides of the street in the center of town. The air smelled of chestnuts and rain. Somewhere in a side street, he heard the door of a pub slam and someone bawled enthusiastically.

Some windows of the houses he passed were still illuminated, but most people were already in bed and slept at this time of day.

They wondered if they would arrive home to their partner being awake to welcome them back. Not that he had any problems or inhibitions to sneak into bed when his partner was already asleep, but after three months on the road he would prefer a welcome home kiss.

Their gaze focused from the street in front of him to the night sky above.

He could spot a few stars, their pale glow barely illuminating the night sky. The pallid crescent moon shone down on them almost reproachfully.

'Why are you still on the road?'

He focused his attention back on the road and picked up his pace, letting anticipation spur his steps.

In less than five minutes, they were at the front door, retrieving their keys out of their pocket.

The front door, warped as always, reluctantly granted him entry, and he immediately pressed the closest light switch, hoping that half the light bulbs in the hallway weren't broken again. After some delay,they heard a faint buzzing and light illuminated the hallway. Asra pulled the front door closed behind him and climbed the stairs, taking two steps at a time.

Then they finally stood in front of the apartment door. With a small click, the door opened and he stepped into the hallway. The familiar scent of vanilla, sandalwood and lavender hit him. They noticed a faint glow of light coming from the bedroom.

The apartment door was quietly closed by him.

"I'm back."

#the arcana game #the arcana #the arcana asra #asra alnazar #asrathearcana #asra the magician #asra x apprentice #asra x you #asra x mc #gn!reader #the arcana fanfic #asra x reader #asra x gn!reader #modern au #the arcana modern au #asra the arcana #asra alnazar x reader #asra alnazar angst #the arcana angst

[vanadeyeira]

I saw the quote on your blog and just bursted out laughing for no reason. Anyways, here's my request. Be warned, it's very dumb.

Could I have Trey, Jade, and Jamil with a Female reader who is the most chaotic dumbass ever but when asked to help with tasks (fixing a vehicle/machine, cooking, etc) she suddenly turns into a master of the task at hand?

That's not dumb at all! Honestly aside from the female part this is something I experience daily! So I feel well versed in the subject, hope you enjoy ^^

Fandom- Twisted Wonderland

Characters Involved- Y/N - Trey - Jade - Trey

Trigger Warnings- small cussing

~ Trey ~

I really need help with this recipe but Y/N might die just looking at a knife...

Sigh...

"Hey Y/N could you- DON'T EAT CANDLE WAX"

"IT LOOKED TASTY"

The absolute frustration this man goes through desperately trying to keep you alive, he now understands how Jamil feels around Kalim...

"Can I help?" "No" "Pleeeeaaaassssssseeeeeee"

Eventually he will give in and give you some ingredients to mix

The second that bowl touched your hands it was like a wave of new energy surrounded you

"Y/N..." He'd mumble, dumbfounded by this new being in front of him

"DONE! Now what? Give me more."

Out of pure curiosity he'll let you cut some apples with very VERY close supervision

It's miraculous, beautiful even, how you cut an apple with such grace

Buuutttttt the moment is ruined as the second you've completed your task, you dropped the knife

No one was injured, but he's never letting you do that again

~ Jade ~

Oh to be a dumbass in the woods

Jade thought it would be a good idea to take you gathering with him, in hopes to increase the amount of supplies the 2 of you could bring back to NRC

He did not account for the number of times he'd have to save you from poison ivy and other creatures within the forest

"Ok Y/N I need you to focus. We are looking for porcini mushrooms, do you remember what they look like?" "Yeah!"

He felt like he was talking to a child, especially when you started to wonder off!

However, when you came back holding about 10 of a rather difficult mushroom to spot withing about 5 minutes, he was rather impressed, and quite intrigued!

He decided to just let you search while he held all of the porcini mushrooms you found

You were like a blood hound!

After 30 minutes he couldn't carry anymore so he proposed that the 2 of you should return home

The second he did, it was like a flip had switched in your brain and you tripped over a tree root

It was hard not to hear the audible and rather loud sigh coming from him after this

"Please hold onto my shirt as we go back down.."

~ Jamil ~

😤😮‍💨

Another Kalim... he really doesn't want to baby sit 2 klutz, but the second you cling to him he just can't bring himself to skake you off

He might as well make use of you somehow

At least that's what he'll tell you

"I need to put this together, but I've got no time to spare. Is there anyway you can take a look at it for me?"

"Sure!" "Please PLEASE don't break it.." "Relaaaxx I've got this!"

The sheer doubt on this man's face was somewhat insulting, but you really couldn't blame him

He left to do whatever task needed his attention, only to return to a seemingly empty room

"Has Y/N left?" He asks opening the door only to be angrily shooshed

"Don't break the zone"

"Holy shit are you almost done? This is meant to take a week at least!"

"DON'T BREAK THE ZONE"

Never once did your eyes leave the device, not until you were finished

It looked as if a professional had taken the time to hand craft every piece!

He was in absolute awe, until you wiped around and shoved it towards him nearly dropping it in the process

"CAREFUL" "Hehe.. whoops"

"What is that thing anyways?"

Hope you enjoyed! Farewell for now my little demons~

#twst #twisted wonderland #funny twisted wonderland #disney twst #incorrect twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland incorrect quotes #twisted wonderland hcs #twst hcs #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland headcanons

[jade-qilin]

leona fluff headcanons | twisted wonderland

notes: hi friends! this is a very messy and very self indulgent set of headcanons i have for Leona because i absolutely adore this man. would die for him. absolutely down bad. you get the idea.

these are very biased based on my own interpretations of him because i am allowed to do that! i hope you’ll enjoy this too!

details & content warnings: N/A

LEONA:

Leona would never outright admit it but he is a very touchy man!! specifically to those he is close to

he’s a lion beastman of all things, just an overgrown kitty. of course he can be very affectionate

he’s prickly about it though (like any cat), and he’s more affectionate when you’re alone with him than if he’s, let’s say, napping in the greenhouse or whatnot

if he let’s you pet his ears, then he really likes you. if he lets you KISS them? he is absolutely enamoured with you. 100% trust

would probably like lil smooches on his head between his ears too. might get embarrassed and back away like that one cat meme tooo

wraps his tail around you even if the angle is awkward! it’s his silent way of showing he doesn’t want you to leave (apart from him crushing you with his body)

also uses his tail to whack you playfully

would love if you came to his Spelldrive games. he’s a million times more focused and in the zone when you’re watching

he has to REALLY love you if you are trying to convince him to get to class though. good luck with that

he canonically tells the player to fix his braids if they notice it’s messy so like. he absolutely would love it if his s/o played with his hair

would get a matching tattoo with you if he’s committed to you. would have to be something cool to go with his other one + his aesthetic as a whole

would he share his food with you? if he was really close with you, sure. otherwise you’ll get the parts he doesn’t like

he’d probably give you extra money so you can get something for yourself

might pay Ruggie extra to help you with whatever you need. rip Ruggie but hey, at least his wallet is fatter

likes being both little and big spoon. doesn’t really care actually as long as 1) he’s sleeping comfortably and 2) you are nearby

his favourite sleeping position is sleeping on top of you: arms around your waist, head in the center of your chest right under your chin, legs and tail tangled with yours

it’s the perfect position for both sleeping and reaching up to kiss your neck

BTW his favourite areas to kiss you are definitely your neck, your nose, and your lips

he also likes nosing you like a cat scent-marking would

the most important question: does he bake the bread??

the answer!! … he does not.

he does give really nice massages. good luck trying to get him to give you one though

if you’re sitting on something soft (like a bed) or on the ground, he will 100% leap at you. total Glomp. be prepared

the (second) most important question: does he purr??

the answer!! … kind of?

he does a lil rumble with his throat/chest whenever he’s completely content and safe

he’s strong in his own right, but he never truly feels rested when he’s napping in the greenhouse or on the sidelines of the Spelldrive as he is when he’s in his own bed with you in his arms

after all, a certain Pomefiore hunter named Rook is always watching his ass

not to mention the teachers scolding him and his club and dorm mates trying to find him

his ears do a lil twitch and maybe even a swivel if he hears your voice or footsteps from afar. it’s very cute

don’t point it out though because you’re dead otherwise

may randomly stop you to do an impromptu staring competition; he likes seeing you get flustered under his pretty and intense gaze

wouldn’t even notice if you took his clothes to wear until he actually sees it on you (in other words, does not notice when his shit goes missing)

he also steals your stuff (mostly your blankets or pillows. he’s so big it’s unlikely you have anything he could actually wear)

visits back home is torture for him, but you being there makes it better

he’s much more tolerant of Cheka because he doesn’t want to show his annoyed side to you constantly (not like you don’t meet grumpy Leona on campus often)

won’t leave your side. is very watchful of who approaches you and what people say about you

shows you his home’s cuisine! especially the meat (even if you don’t eat meat, he’s willing to show you other dishes)

is also lowkey very excited to show you all the spots he’s claimed as “his” (they’re just places he used to nap or hide from Farena and his annoying servants and tutors as a child)

he claims it’s because “if you run into any danger, come here” or “when i tell you to meet me at X location, this is what i’m talking about”

truthfully, he’s just excited to show you the places that made him feel safe as a cub

Leona’s not really the type to full on parade you as his, but he does show it in other ways, like through his glares at those he seemed as rivals, through scenting, through sharing his food and close possessions, sometimes even marking you with his teeth

speaking of his lil fangs, Leona definitely likes nipping. he thinks it’s cute and funny, and sometimes uses it as a way to show how he’s annoyed (but not downright mad) at you

he will nip pretty much anywhere that’s accessible to him; your nose, shoulders, neck, lips, cheeks, jaw, arms. anywhere where he has access to skin

Leona’s certainly no prince in shining armour on a white horse, but he does care and love you in his own way, and he will be by your side if he thinks you need support or if you ask for it

he’s a pretty good judge of character, and he also knows that one should gain independence

a relationship with him will definitely be far from a traditional one, and you’d have to accept a few of his worst habits of you want a happy relationship with him

but Leona isn’t dumb. he was raised to learn etiquette and how to treat others. he’s just doesn’t put effort into much of anything; but for the person he loves, he’ll try <3

#ren writes #qilin writes #twisted wonderland #twst #twst leona #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar headcanons #twst headcanons #leona kingscholar x reader

[talesfromsiteredacted]

Snow Bunny

Abel is getting mopey, and when Big Brother gets mopey, unfortunately a few D-Class tend to get really really dead. I heard from Iris he'd like to touch actual snow again, this gives me ideas. Granted, my ideas might just result in my very own List, but... I've kinda always wanted to have a snowball fight with my brother, a real problem as biologically I'm an only child. No matter, I have two awesome older brothers and a equally awesome younger sister now... so, snowballs at ten paces it is!

It's Thursday, and much like a certain fictional main character in a Douglass Adams novel, I can never quite get the hang of Thursdays. Something always goes wrong. This Thursday, it was the "Oh Shit!" alarm blaring. I check my clock, it's not even 6 am. Rude.

"The following personell are to report to 076-2 Containment stat: Agent Dimitriov, Agent Thompson, and Agent Rabbit. All other staff report to your designated safe zones and await further instructions. Dimitriov, Thompson, Rabbit, get moving."

The next thing I know, I'm getting called by Iris.

"Hey, on my way now. Any idea why he's cranky this time?"

"It's really dumb, but... Dimi says he misses snow."

"Nah, not that dumb. But... grab your gloves, and tell Dimi to bring his and a pair for Big Brother. He wants to see snow? I can help with that."

"Done. I'm almost there, better hurry Sis."

I reach Containment before Dimitriov, who while complying looks confused. Iris is waiting at the end of the killing corridor, gloved and hatted. There's an awful lot of angry crashing and smashing in Big Brother's cube, better get to making it snow. I extend my left hand, and start with a light flurry of large flakes, good snowball snow. Dimitriov is both confused and amused. Meanwhile, Iris is trying to talk to Abel through the stone. By the time I'm up to my knees in snowball material, he's heading out. And is hit in the nose by Dimitriov, a braver but more foolish soul than I. The snow slides down his nose in a comic manner, causing Iris to laugh. Abel bends down, picks up some ammunition, and hits Iris in the left shoulder.

What follows is a bit blurred, turns out if Abel even lobs snowballs he's dangerous. I swear, that first hit I took to my right forehead was an ice ball. Suffice to say it was the Epic Snowball Battle of many a kid's dreams. We even dragged the MTF boys into it when Site Command sent a squad into check on us. Poor Mike got both a black eye and a concussion. The fight ended with the three of us, and the ten MTF guys left standing, pelting Abel with so much flying frozen projectiles he retreated into his cube, soaked and shivering.

"Mark my words, sweet sisters... next time we battle like this, I will prevail!"

"Against a walking snow machine? Unlikely!" I shouted at the slamming door. We're just as cold and damp, but... totally worth it. Even if all three of us have to do Keter Duty for getting the MTF involved. Commander Mike's a good sport, though. Dr. Glass walks in, takes one look at the thirteen shivering, rather moist victors, and... sends out for hot chocolate. He looks at me, winks, then walks off to write the incident report, softly chuckling. And now... I have a new nickname from Simon... Snow Bunny. I'm never going to live that down, especially now it's caught on with Dr. Clef as well.

#scp foundation #tales from site redacted #agent rabbit #scp 076 2 #abel is dangerous if in a snowball fight

[wackybuddiemewbs]

WIP Wednesday Buddie Edition

So yeah... I'm still at it, apparently. Even though I know shit about bombs or whatever else and base this solely off of quick internet research. So yeah, those grenades are clearly plot devices for the bombshell that is that those two be gay for each other. Anywho, hope you enjoy the angst! Cheers!

Working title: Reenact My Pain of Losing You

Basic idea: When the 118 is summoned to a field with actual trenches and not at all real soldiers of a world war, everyone is in for a bad surprise when the play turns dead serious. And it’s not just time that’s ticking for Buck and Eddie.

Find out more here: Part 1, Part 2

“Alright, everyone! Gather around!” Greg announces as he makes his way back into the tent. All are at their feet at an instant. Because no matter what, this promises a way to stop walking circles, running circles inside their heads at all the things that may happen.

“The drone just landed. We got a pretty good visual of the situation. One of my men is prepping up as we speak to extract the unconscious civilian. He is nowhere near the explosives, thankfully. So if we move fast, both will make it out of the danger zone without further interference,” Greg begins.

“Lucky bastard,” Eddie mutters under his breath.

He knows he shouldn’t think like this. That guy doesn’t deserve to die because he made some shitty choices or likes to pretend to be in a war. Deep down, Eddie knows all this. And on any other day, he would know how to show proper sympathy for people ending up in tough situations because of some wrong choices. Because they didn’t have the intention for anyone to get hurt. He knows all this. And any other day, he’d know how to show it.

But he can’t. Tonight he can’t. Because tonight it’s Buck who may have to pay the price for their mistake. So Eddie can’t bring himself to it yet, to feel sympathy. He cuts it short, right above the chest. He will put it in its place once this is over, but not tonight. Just not tonight.

“It’s lucky for all of us. Given his condition, he may move in unexpected ways and cause an explosion by accident,” Greg reasons. “So long we move with caution to get him, removing the civilian from the trench will be the least of our troubles, the sooner the better.”

“But what of Buck?” Eddie asks hoarsely.

“That’s the most of our troubles, sadly,” Greg sighs, brushing thumb and index finger over the corners of his mouth. “There is at least ten explosives within close proximity. If any of them detonate, his chances of survival are little to none. Concussion grenades do not compare to fragmentation grenades of the same period when it comes to blast effect, but if you’re right on top of them… things still look grim.”

“Somehow, you make it sound like that’s not even the worst news yet,” Chim ponders, his nerves getting more frayed with every second passing, despite his best efforts. “And I don’t like that. So please, tell me I’m shit at reading a room… or a tent and that this is indeed the worst of it.”

“No, you’re sadly reading the tent correctly. The worst news are yet to come,” Greg confirms, which has Chim visibly cringe. And Eddie finds himself wincing as well. This can’t be any good.

Maybe walking circles was not the almost bad after all.

“So here it goes: We were informed that M15 were used. M15 grenades from that period had a huge downfall when it came to safety measures. To ignite them, you have to pull on a string at the base of the stick. It can easily catch on debris or clutter and thus ignite the fuse by accident. Soldiers had them exploding on their belts unawares during the war. Which is why they were eventually replaced by a model without that string.”

“But that guy got the faulty ones.” Hen’s grimace is tight. Her eyes are betraying any composure she might exude otherwise.

“Yes,” Greg agrees. “Right now, we cannot rule out that Buck at least partially pulled on some of the strings when he landed on the box. It may be that some are fully pulled back but didn’t ignite because they are too old. There is no way for us to properly determine that without moving him.”

“And thus move the cords,” Bobby guesses.

“So if Buck moves off of them, they may blow up and he goes up in flames,” Eddie mutters, finding himself short of breath. “That’s what you’re saying.”

Buck may die, that’s what he’s saying.

Buck may die while they try to save him, that’s what he’s saying.

Buck may die. Buck may die. Buck may die…

“That is what we’re trying to prevent, but that’s the biggest concern right now, yes,” Greg agrees, trying to stick to the facts for what it seems. “Buck is lying on top of them. His shoulder, side, and hip are certainly touching a grenade.”

“So you can’t remove or secure these without Buck moving,” Bobby concludes.

“There’s still a chance they won’t explode at all. When my men go in to gather the civilian, we will see how many we can safely remove. Whatever can lessen the impact of an explosion, we will do. Plus, maybe the examination is going to give us some ideas about how to proceed,” Greg sighs. “I wished I had better news, guys, but we have to take the situation for what it is. Sugarcoating it won’t help you, and it certainly won’t help him.”

Eddie huffs. “Shit.”

“Yeah, it is,” Greg sighs, offering a sympathetic look. “Alright, I’m going to see about the extraction of the civilian now. We need to reduce as many risk factors as we possibly can.”

“Keep us posted,” Bobby answers tightly. “And let us know if we can help in any way.”

“Will do.” With that, he and his team set to work.

Eddie finds it somewhat surreal, watching things proceed. He stands there by the tent and watches as the EOD moves in. He is watching a perfectly carried out operation. They move effectively and with utmost care. He can see that. He is watching them extract Larry from the trench. He can see his head emerge, and then the rest of him, banged up but alive.

And yet again, there are those things he knows he should feel but doesn’t. Relief, for instance. Normally, he’d be relieved to see this injured man emerge, to be brought to safety, to receive the help he needs. Deserves.

Because that’s a life saved.

Because that’s the job, the job he loves, the job he chose and feels like he was chosen for.

But he can’t feel it, not tonight.

Because here they are, people who are dedicated to saving lives, and they are standing by as they pull one out. And it isn’t Buck.

Yes, it is surreal. It is surreal because it is real.

It is real that they are just standing there, waiting, unable to move, unable to help.

It is real that they can’t do their job, that they can’t do it for Buck.

Eddie is grateful that Hen is taking care of Larry once he is out of the danger zone. He doesn’t know if he could keep his cool, talking to him. He’s been there before, what feels like a small eternity ago. But if that guy came about and started talking shit like the other war enthusiast did, Eddie can’t rule out he may have done something he’s sure to regret. So yes, he’ll have to thank Hen for this later on.

Because he can’t do it.

Because Buck may be blow to bits and pieces, torn apart and burned to ash in the air.

Because they wanted a big explosion, the grand finale for their little game before the final curtain draws.

Because he wanted his evening to conclude with Buck next to him on his couch, having beers and talks and little big nothings that only pass between them.

It’s because of Buck. It’s because it’s Buck. That’s why. That’s the only reason why.

“Hey.”

Eddie turns his head to see Chimney walking up to him. “Hey.”

“Just wanted to let you know that Larry is banged up alright, but he’ll be fine.”

“Thanks,” Eddie says, nodding his head tightly. “Did you manage to get a hold of Maddie yet?”

“No,” Chim sighs. “She’ll only know once she comes back home to get her phone, I guess. And trust me, I wished there was another way to deliver the news.”

“Yeah, I get that.”

“But I can’t leave.”

“No.” He pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Look, I just… I get it that you may feel like that right now, but it’s not your fault and it’s not Buck’s. That was just some bad luck.”

“I know,” Eddie sighs. “I just can’t help going back over this.”

“Yeah, I get that feeling. Doesn’t get you anywhere, though,” Chimney sighs.

Walking circles yet again, isn’t it?

“You mean when Maddie ran away to Boston,” Eddie mutters.

“Yeah. I obsessed over all the things I may have done wrong. What I should have done differently. The signs I missed… On that matter, Buck was right. I was spiraling. And that didn’t help, her or me.”

“Yeah, that kind of seems to be the motto of the evening. The things we can’t do to help people we care about,” Eddie huffs. “Look, I know there are things beyond our control. I know that. And I know this is such a situation.”

“But you wanna control it. You wanna gain the upper hand,” Chimney agrees.

Eddie lost control too many times throughout his life, even though he’s always been so desperate to keep it. He has since dug through some of that with Frank, learns to understand that this is true. That there are things beyond their control, and that this is okay.

But this is not okay. It just isn’t.

The rational part of Eddie long since accepted that there are things they can’t change. The rational part would likely say the same thing if it was someone else of the team down there and he had to calm someone down. But his partner is down there and he can’t help him. His best friend is down there and he can’t be with him. And it’s tearing him apart by the seams.

“Yeah, you wanna win but you can’t,” Eddie sighs. “It’s just...”

Chimney offers a sad smile. “It’s Buck.”

“Yeah, it’s Buck,” Eddie swallows thickly.

It’s always Buck.

“Eds?”

Eddie nearly jumps at the sound. He fumbles for his radio hurriedly. “H, hey, Buck, what’s the matter?”

“Am I right to assume that the EOD taking so long is not a good sign?” Buck asks, still trying to sound casual, though he is anything but that. “Or are they just shit at their job and having a tea party without me?”

“We’re all working on it,” Eddie assures him. “So is the EOD.”

“No doubt about it,” Buck answers, then adds quieter, “Just needing someone to be honest with me, man. So, ugh… How bad is it?”

“You’ll be fine,” Eddie answers automatically.

“… O-kay… That means I have my answer,” Buck grunts. “I’m fucked.”

“No, you’re not,” Eddie insists, licking his lips nervously.

“Eddie, that’s how we talk to people we know won’t pull through.”

“No, it’s not,” Eddie insists. “You’re not listening to me. We’re gonna get you out.”

“As I said, no doubt,” Buck sighs, his voice trailing off. “I just wonder in how many pieces.”

“Would you stop talking like that, please?” Eddie retorts, screwing his eyes shut. He regrets it the moment the words slip out of his mouth, but he just can’t take anyone joking about it. Not even Buck.

“I get to make all the jokes about this. No one else does. I’m not at all cozy on a bunch of grenades, and my bladder is about to explode before these might. Jokes are my lifeline right now. So don’t blow this for me before those motherfuckers can.”

Eddie touches his forehead with his free hand. “Right, it’s just…”

“I’m sorry,” Buck interjects. “I shouldn’t be snapping.”

“You get to snap. You get to snap and joke however much you want, actually.” Eddie closes his eyes. “But I wasn’t joking. We’re gonna get you out.”

“Okay.” Buck’s voice is almost not audible this time, and Eddie doesn’t know what to make of it. Is Buck just giving in so not to upset him? Or are they both cashing in on that lie now?

Eddie’s eyes shift to Bobby approaching. He gestures at him, and Eddie understands.

“Buck, I gotta talk to Bobby, okay?” Eddie says, eyes fixed on their captain. “We’ll talk again in a bit. Hang in there.”

“Not much left to do. Unless I piss on the grenades first.”

Eddie forces a crooked smile with the comment, “Try to think of the Sahara or some other dry place.”

“But that makes me thirsty!”

“Just hang in there,” Eddie mutters. “Please.”

“… Okay.”

“Okay.” Eddie switches the radio back off. He glances at Bobby. “What’s the news?”

“It’s looking even worse, actually. The grenades they secured can still detonate, which means the ones Buck’s on might as well. The cord is rather brittle, so it may well be that even slightest movements may make them snap to ignite the fuse.”

“Shit,” Chimney curses under his breath.

Eddie swallows thickly. “So, so… what do we do now?”

What is the plan? What mad rescue are they about to pull? There has to be something, right? They freed people out of molten chocolate before. They can do this, right? They have to.

I have to.

“The EOD still try to figure out what’s the best approach,” Bobby replies somberly. “The biggest issues is apparently the unpredictability of the malfunctions. With more modern bombs, they’d have a clearer idea of what to do. But like this, it’s really fishing in muddy waters.”

That is certainly not the answer Eddie was waiting for. Then again, was he really expecting Bobby to swing by and tell them that all is good and that the bombs wouldn’t ever blow up? Like they ever get that lucky.

Wishful thinking much, huh?

“If someone pulls him out very fast…,” Eddie bargains, he knows he is bargaining.

Bobby shakes his head. “Not happening.”

“We can’t just leave him down there,” Eddie whispers, his eyes drifting back to the trench.

“And we won’t. Ever,” Bobby resolves. “So you get back on the radio with him and keep him preoccupied, okay? This will likely take some more time.”

Eddie blinks. “Preoccupied?”

“He needs someone to talk to him. He may panic, even though he’s been trained not to,” Bobby reasons. “We got the rest under control, so you should sit down and talk to him.”

“But I…,” Eddie mutters, suddenly at a loss.

“You know whom he wants to talk to right now,” Bobby argues. “And it isn’t Greg.”

Eddie nods his head silently. No, it isn’t Greg. It’s him. It has to be him.

Bobby walks over to give his shoulder a firm squeeze. “You got this.”

“Yeah.”

Bobby nods at Chimney. “Chim? Let’s see if Greg can use our help.”

Chimney nods, offering another sympathetic look to Eddie before he follows Bobby.

Heaving a sigh, Eddie takes the radio back into hand. He feels the familiar weight, though strangely, it feels heavier in his hand than it usually does.

“Okay, back to bug you, Buck,” he says, forcing a smile. “So if dry places don’t do the trick, how about lakes?”

“You’re pure evil, I hope you know that,” Buck whines.

“You bragged about knowing the list of all bigger lakes in North and South America by heart, just last week,” Eddie argues, putting on his most casual tone. “I think now might be the time to catch up on that bold claim you made.”

“It’s not bragging if you just state the facts.”

“So if I look it up on Wikipedia right now, you’ll name me the top ten for each continent?” Eddie challenges.

It’s silly, but it’s the best thing Eddie can come up with at the moment. If that is a lifeline for Buck, he will gladly keep it up.

“You really wanna get me to piss myself, don’t you?” Buck grunts.

“No, just figuring out whether that means you get to study with Christopher for his next geography test. I heard they are doing lakes and rivers next, and I don’t have the nerve for it,” Eddie answers.

“I thought you only suck at math.”

Eddie can’t help but grin at that. “You suck at math.”

“Well, then get your phone out and let’s try, man.”

“Alright.”

Eddie keeps forcing a smile as he quizzes Buck on lakes, daring to hope that his voice will not betray him as much as his face likely does. Because if Buck was with there with him, he could tell at once that Eddie is pretending. Even though he told him not at all that long ago that he doesn’t have to pretend with him.

But this time, this is not about me pretending to be fine for my own sake. So hopefully, this doesn’t count.

But apparently, that’s the only way he can have his back right now, even if it is just with a whimsical distraction. Because deep down, both know it’s no more than that. And perhaps that’s the worst of it, the fact that they know it’s only just an act.

Yet, they keep playing this game together.

Because what else is there left to do for us?

#buddie #buck x eddie #eddie x buck #evan buckley #evan buck buckley #eddie diaz #evan buckley x eddie diaz #eddie diaz x evan buckley #fanfic #buddie fanfic #in smol #wip wednesday

[starssgalore]

Get out, please; jungkook x fem!reader

A/N: It's here... after a few days of writing and editing, I'm done.

warnings: mentions of cheating, mentions of smoking, pure angst

1.7k words

tags: @cordelia456

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Rainy nights at your apartment follow the same schedule every time. Quiet 2000's R&B playing in the background, a lavender candle drifting through every room, and the soft rattles that come from every drop that hits your window. Rainy nights were always peaceful, nothing to disturb the constant sound and scent that lights up every time during the rain.

But tonight will be different. You can't help but be nervous about tonight, so many things can go wrong. Your entire life was about order, this rainy night routine is just for fun, it's almost like you need to have it like this. And if something even deviates out of the plan your mind just shuts down. You can't even complain if something goes wrong, this whole talk you're about to have with jungkook is your fault.

2 years ago

"Jungkook! Slow down!" "Hey! I'm not slowing down anytime soon!" Yelling on the race track trying to communicate with your sweet, caring, and charming boyfriend of 4 years. This was all his idea to go go-kart racing. Of course he's winning, but still it's a nice idea to go out on the weekends with each other. Being in your last year of college was hectic, and having a boyfriend during the whole thing somehow made it better.

Having a person you could vent to or help relieve stress was nice. Feeling not lonely during your freshman year was definitely a game changer. Jungkook was one of the nicest people you've ever met in your life, and to have him besides you was a dream. But even with all that lovey-dovey honeymoon stuff it still doesn't erase the guilt you feel every time you guys hang out.

Two months ago you caught Jungkook smoking again. He promised he would stop and when he didn't it was a problem. It's not your business to be in his but you just felt like you were looking out for him and not badgering him. But obviously Jungkook felt a different way about the situation. That night he stormed out and went to some bar.

But in a moment of weakness and just needing someone to lean on, you turned to someone else. A one night stand is all it was. But the morning you two had made up and what's the point of bringing up something that would cause another huge argument?

Present

Every time you hang out the more and more it eats at you, you started picking up smoking. The same thing that caused this whole mess. But the only person you can blame for this is yourself.

Now you need to focus on what to do. You can't sit and dwell on the past anymore, just sitting and waiting, praying, wishing that you never have to bring this up and be in your honeymoon phase forever. To never have to leave his arms or forget his scent, even the way he talks.

"Honey! I'm home!" Jungkook yells out as he takes off his shoes and starts walking over to your door. The sound of footsteps grows closer and closer as your anxiety rises. All you can do at this point is reassure yourself that nothing can go wrong. Even though that's probably a lie.

"Hey? Did you not hear me... I'm home?" "Oh, yeah sorry I was just zoned out or whatever. But how was work?" All you can do is deflect until you have time to finish thinking this over. "Um it was fine, you know, going to practice with Jimin and J-Hope, then going to some meetings and then coming home to my precious girlfriend." He pinches your cheek at those last two words, your normal response would have been something along the lines of stop it or your my precious boyfriend but tonight all you can do is put on a fake chuckle and smile.

"Hey is everything alright? You usually have a more uppy vibe, even when it is raining." Shit. "Um, actually I wanted to talk about something real quick." The air around started to slowly dissipate, the temperature in the room had risen to what felt like an all time high.

"So baby," you grabbed his hands hoping jungkook's touch would calm your jitters down, "you know, when I caught you smoking again and we had that big argument. Right?" "Yeah I remember it, why?" Jungkook's confused tone makes you wonder if you should do this, if you jeopardize this relationship. "Um so that night you left, and when you did I called up one of my old highschool friends. You know you have someone to talk to about this-s." Jungkook pulls you closer as if he could tell that you're trying not to break down.

All that comes out of your mouth now is a series or siren sobs. Tears flow down like a newborn river, the guilt you've been holding onto flows out effortlessly. "I-i got drunk-k and I c-cheated. It w-was a one one night stand though so." Jungkook's arms drop from around your back, you can feel his body run cold. Slowly the life from his face is drained and sucked away, eyes emotionaless as if he's seen a murder happen in front of him.

"J-jungkook... b-baby? Baby are you there..?" It’s quiet on his end. No response, just a dead stare at the silk white bed sheets. Tears slowly start to run off Jungkook's face, small sobs slip out of his mouth, each one causing more heartache and pain than the last. “Please, baby. I still love you. I just need someone to lean on and y-you were g-gone…” “Ok! Just because I'm gone doesn’t mean you go hook up with someone?!” “I-I’m sorry ok! It was a mistake, please baby just take me back..” Clasping onto his arm, Jungkook starts to stand up. Is he leaving? Please god, if you're by yourself you have no idea what you’ll do to yourself, “Jungkook,” you start to chase after him, “Please, just listen to me.” “Listen?! Are you fucking insane? You just sat here and lied to me for 2 fucking years and then expect me not to be distraught or pissed off about it.”

You're sure at this point the neighbors can hear you but you don’t really care. All you can possibly care about is getting the love of your life, the center of your world back. “I never said you couldn’t be upset or pissed off, I just want you to listen to me. I had a one night stand and you're acting like I shot your mother.” “Maybe because you were the love of my life, one of the biggest parts of my world. One of the main reasons why I get up in the morning when I know the day will be shitty. The one person I could come to and talk about how annoying my co-workers are or even just sit by you and we both say nothing, just enjoying each other’s company. Maybe that’s why I’m pissed off.” Nothing is said for the next few seconds, pure silence as if the world has stopped moving.

“I mean it’s almost as if you don’t care about me. Like you just thought I might just bounce back. Y/N,” You look up facing his tear-stained face, “I can’t love you anymore. And I don’t think you love me anymore either… or you can’t love me anymore after this.” ‘I can’t love you anymore…’ Nothing in the world could comfort you. Each second that passes by brings more and more guilt and grief out of you. Your legs start to wobble, the room feels like it’s on a carousel, and it won’t stop turning. You can’t do this anymore, you feel physically sick just standing here nevertheless in front of your past lover. “Jungkook, I need you to get out.” You whisper, “Y/N… what did you say.” “I need you to get out.” Praying that you don’t sound weak or vulnerable, one thing you hated between you and jungkook’s relationship is how he would mock you.

He would put on the sickly puppy tone that was supposed to be you. Though it was funny or cute sometimes, it would get very annoying when you were trying to be serious. This solely stems from your parents and how you never really took the intuitive to stand up for yourself, to voice your own opinion. So now when every you would try to voice your opinion Jungkook would come around with that horrid tone and mock you, like a child.

“Please just get out, I can’t do this.” “What do you mean, you said you wanted to talk and then you lay this on me without me even getting a chance to say something?” “What are you even talking about, you went on that whole rant about how much you loved me and cared for me? Now you're saying I didn’t even give you a chance?” Is he really trying to turn this into an argument, “Well I don’t think that was me voicing my whole opinion but.” “No, there’s no but. What I did was wrong, and we both acknowledge that now it’s time for us to go our separate ways. So please, just leave.”

Why does he always have to be difficult and stubborn, just leave. But with Jungkook it’s never easy to just put an argument to rest. “Fine I’ll go, but once I leave I’m never calling you again, contacting you again, even interacting with you again.” “Leave your keys on the way out please.” “Peace Y/N.” And with that he was gone, the love of your life.

Your knees gave out the moment the door locked back in place as if the only thing keeping you from falling was Jungkook. But now, he’s gone and there’s nothing you can do about it. You could cry which wouldn’t really bring him back but it’s better than being a shell of nothing. "Why me? I mean, I cheated but i-i thought he would understand-d." You mumble out from your tears.

"Maybe we weren't meant to be, you know. Fate just got the wrong two people." All you could do is just sob. Mourning a loss that was still there, a loss of love.

A/N: I've been wanting to write some angst, (you could kinda say that most of my stuff is but...) anyways, I think this is ok, not the best though. But as always,

xoxo,

Hoshi 💫

#x reader #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpopidol #kpop #jungkook x female reader #jungkook x reader #bts jeon jungguk #jungkook #bts fic #bts

[this-is-krikkit]

Oi Krikkit 💖💖

I hope you're alright & not too tired by your long shifts !!

I'm here for the fic writer's game [I picked 3 emojis because I'm really curious 👀]

1- 🤡

2- 🎶

3- 🤲

Kith 😘

hey Val! i'm exhausted, but it's a little better than it was at the end of 2022 i guess? i promise i'll try and stop complaining about it haha

thanks for the ask, i hope you're doing well too!!

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

i once wrote a fic (that i never finished btw oops) about a character that's an absolute disaster (Root from person of interest) trying to charm a character from a totally different show (Lisbon from the mentalist). except the disaster one's just been wounded, so it goes pretty much like this:

character A: cheesy flirty introduction

character B : flustured/lowkey kinda falling for A

character A: passes out on the floor from the pain/blood loss

it was a while back and that fic is definitely not my best, but to this day i think that was hilarious of me.

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

almost always when i'm at home! it helps me zone out of Reality and focus on certain scenes. added bonus, when i feel an idea slipping away like those fuckers often do, replaying the song i just listened to is usually a great way to jog my memory and get it back! (one good thing i learned from a decade in college! yay)

these days i've been playing the shit out of castle of glass by linkin park, and since you're a fellow levihan shipper, i can't recommend enough having a listen. it's... literally levihan in the 2nd part of s4, and it breaks my heart every single time (might use some lyrics as a fic title before part3 gets released, because it's THAT fitting)

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

I was REALLY nervous anyone would ask that one, because i'm such a pro at modifying even key parts of my drafts right before posting stuff?? but okay, here we go. this is from an snk veterans college AU that i'm not going to finish or post anytime soon:

It's four in the afternoon and Hange just woke up, which their mother would no doubt qualify as a great shame when the day's weather has been so splendid –at least according to Nanaba and Mike, who have been blasting their phone to try and get them to come out with them.

They chuckle fondly. Of course those assholes liked nothing more than to spend their worst hangovers going out for a run at ungodly hours in the morning when Hange was still walking that fine line between still a bit drunk and entering the despair of post-alcohol consumption dehydration, and then exposing their sensitive eyes to way too much daylight for the sake of long term health and detoxifying their bodies.

Masochists.

They scroll down the long list of texts, quickly scanning it and surprised to see even Erwin Always-too-busy Smith replied to the group chat saying he had a free day as well and wouldn't mind spending it in the sun; and finally cave to give into what they'd really intended to do in the first place.

Their heart beating wildly against their ribcage, they get their finger to tap on the other app. Levi's profile picture is surrounded by the familiar orange and purple glint of a new story addition, and Hange's so quick to click on it they sigh at themself –before they lay eyes on the content and it turns into a pathetic pained moan instead.

send me some emoji fanfic writer asks!

#thank you for the ask this was super fun!! #sorry the snippet is so short that was a STRESSFUL ONE to answer aaah #sidenote VERY good gif choice bc a) it's one of my fave hange moments & b) i'm currently writing a one shot that happens that very day! #youre-ackermine #mutuals #asks #levihan fanfiction #snk fanfiction #well not only but that's my main fandom these days so #my stuff #writing stuff

[krissiefox]

Adventures of Sonic The Hedgehog - Mobius 5000 (Screenshots & Review)

Here's another episode with a fun theme - a car race! We've seen Sonic race in other episodes, but I think this is the first time he's used a race car.

The episode starts with Scratch and Grounder racing around Robotnik's very large living room, pretty much acting like little kids (it's adorable!). Eventually they crash into Robotnik while he's enjoying some tasty spaghetti and watching a sporting event on TV - The Mobius 5000. Luckily for them, Robotnik is too preoccupied to violence them because the racing event he was watching gave him a new idea on how to kill Sonic. He sends scratch and Grounder off to deliver a message as we transition to another scene.

Somebody toucha my spaghett!

Tails is playing pool at "Bruno's Billiards and Chili Dogs", and it turns out he's really, really good at it! His opponent, some hippo guy, is trying to cheat, but thankfully Tails wins using Sonic as his cue ball. Roxy shows up to serve everyone lunch, which makes me wonder if Roxy still works at that diner form before or if this is her new job. As Sonic and Tails step outside, a porcupine gal runs up to him, telling him that Robotnik said he was going to close down her orphanage unless she paid him 10,000 Mobiums. Sonic is unsure how to help at first, but when he hears about the Mobius 5000 race, he realizes he can use the prize money to help the orphanage and goes with Tails to sign up for it. After doing so, he and Tails also meet up with Professor Caninestein and Sonic and the Professor work together to build a car for the race.

Tails is so little he has to stand on the table just to take a shot! Aww... 😄

It seems suggested that this car is sentient, but this is the only time we see her interacting with something on her own and showing her car-eyes.

I liked the design of this badnik. Gave me Descent vibes. :) Later as the race is starting, we see that Robotnik has entered several badniks into the race, with the intent of having them kill Sonic. Scratch and Grounder are also present, because they're jealous that the job wasn't given to them.

I love that we get to see that Robotnik is playing with Grounder’s toy steering wheel while he watches the race. That’s adorable!

The race itself naturally takes up most of the episode, with lots of wacky antics going on. Some few highlights are getting to see Robotnik wear funny hats while he watches the race on tv, and seeing Scratch and Grounder be pitifully adorable in a very cold region (where Scratch also gives Grounder  a smooch on the nose, aww!). Eventually the race track gives way to a course set on top of a giant chemical pipeline, which seems REALLY unsafe and unprofessional of the race planners! Upon reaching casino Night zone, one the last remaining badnik racers uses suction cup tires to get ahead of our heroes, but Sonic takes a shortcut using a Starpost to enter the special zone from Sonic 2! It was neat seeing this feature in an episode, though you'd think they could have at-least gotten the color right on the Power Rings? Come on, Dic!!

Scratch gives Grounder a kiss on the nose, which is super cute. Unfortunately, his beak gets stuck because of the cold! ...Also,why did Robotnik design them to shiver and feel uncomfortable in the cold?

The star post from the Genesis games makes an appearance!

How did they get the ring color wrong?! Come on, Dic.....

I’m happy with the timing of this screenshot I took  - Without context, it looks like Sonic has been talking too long and Tails and The Professor are tired of his shit. 😅

Just as all the badniks are taken out, Robotnik blocks the finish line with a giant brick wall, but the kids form the orphanage attempt a murdah by pushing the brick wall down on top of him, so Sonic can drive over ti and win the race.

Probably the most adorable smile Aosth Robotnik has ever made.

In the Sonic says segment, Sonic talks about how important it is to wear your seat-belts and also not distract the driver. Grounder demonstrates this by being super fidgety in a car while Scratch is trying to drive.

This was a really fun little episode! We get to see several unique race car badniks, a variety of environments, plenty of action and also character cameos form other episodes.  The pitifulness of everyone being cold ads shivery in the snowy cold part of the race course was adorable, too. I definitely recommend this one!

Til next time folks, stay cool and be good people!!

#Aosth #adventures of sonic the hedgehog #dr. robotnik #Robotnik #Mobius 5000 #Sonic #sonic the hedgehog #Tails #Miles prower #Professor Caninestein #Scratch #Aosth Scratch #Grounder #starpost #special stage #funny hats #Descent

[soulsilvers]

ily art sm 🥺💕 and how u make Leaf protag like skms yes my girl gets a chance to be cool too, im so happy pkmn evolutions made her beta-version clever and brave too, now I don't have to justify myself to people skdsjkn you have so many cute concepts and designs on your blog it gets the braincell running and excited I wanna cuddle your art!! thank u for the lovely contributions to the world of pokemon fanart they will be cherished 💙💚❤

and if I could ramble a bit abt pokemon masters ex 👀 I haven't started the game yet bc I'm so busy with too many deadlines cutting it close with too much work, BUT I rlly wanna play for the rocket executives 🥺 love them, hgss are my nostalgic favs, and it's a shame we never see Leaf vs them 😔 they never had designs in frlg so im hoping for some interaction in the games even tho it's probs gonna be the johto kids alas. I'll take Leaf and Silver interactions one day hopefully as consolation tho

also an idea I was thinking, if lgpe Leaf started her journey before the rocket plot started in kanto then that means she's a fair bit older than 10, I'd say 13-14 maybe, but if everything else is the same that means Silver is even more baby when Chase/Elaine take down team rocket, aka! aka! I say lgpe Leaf probably adopts Silver at some point bc she goes everywhere and I love giving them a sibling relationship. "what's with this sassy lost child?" "anyone gonna take that? guess he's mine now."

TYYYY this made my day!! 💕 i was worried that ep of evolutions would try too hard to be serious and shit (bc like.. why was barry so serious for some reason in it? no catchphrase even??) but i was v happy w leafs episode, she gets to just be funny and expressive! pokemons gotta be goofy too as a franchise. i watch pokemas stories the second absol-utely puts them up and cant wait to see more of silver's deal, kantrio in part 2 of the johto story maybe??

honestly im a "no pokespe ❌" zone now but im still stealing the idea of leaf always somehow somewhat accidentally ending up sibling adopting weird goth kids as you know. i feel like her energy is just that in gameverse as well lmao.

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[dancingtwix]

Several dumb crossover fic ideas because I can

1) Steven Universe × Balders Gate 3

It's a Durge timeline just because I adore the ideas that could come from Stevens dream/aura powers interacting with this thing built to be evil but has lost its memory

Haven't played Durge timeliness yet so...

Post Steven Universe Future for that sweet sweet angst

Steven appears in Faerun somewhere between act 1 and act 2. The Nautiloid hopping around the place shunted through a Gem teleport column and Steven got yeeted around mid teleport

Withers is very unimpressed by this fucking rando appearing in the world and is NOT happy about it

Karlach and Stven fuse at somepoint to be Kalven

Steven does his little aura take over of a melon steven at somepoint trying to tell the Gems he's in galactic bum fuck nowhere and needs a lift back

At that time Durge is magically taken over by whatever force I've seen some spoilers for, and casts "Command" on Stevens unconscious bod.

The pair fuse and Durge becomes a Gem Dragonborn

Fighting ensues but Diamond Durge escapes

We go rattling off the plot rails and careen into Oh No territory

Alternatively at somepoint when Lae'zel is going to be rescued Steven goes Perfect Steven mode and wrecks the shit out of Orin

Doesn't save Lae'zel BUT brings her back

Withers is once agains very NOT HAPPY about this as the books are right out the window

Steven can now get home via Lae'zels hair

Lae'zel is VERY NOT HAPPY about this

In either case Homeworld pops by to say hello

Dnd Gods are VERY MUCH NOT HAPPY

The big brain is VERY MUCH NOT HAPPY

The Gith are VERY MUCH NOT HAPPY TO BE OUTDONE IN THEIR TRAVELLING ABILITIES

For a time is generally not a good vibe all around and Steven learns that sadly not every bad situation can be solved by sitting down for a chat/being sassy to a big bad

Resolution somehow???

Hints at Homeworld lending a hand to Faeruns technological advancement in the future

2) Pokemon x Pacific Drive

Haven't finished Pacific drive but hey ho

Set mid game-ish

Set pokemon journeys seasons, the one with Goh

Reports come to the season professor that weird sightings have been reported in Dynamax Dens, some have been becoming dangerous w/ random electrical strikes within/ground moving/a few reports of a car zooming through

Naturally general advice given to approach with caution as the professor send in children to investigate

Ash and Goh sort out a Den but as they finish the battle they can hear a car/see headlights coming towards them

Somehow they've teleported into the Exclusion Zone while the Den collapsed and at the same time the Driver opened up a Gate back to the garage

The pair get into the car and Driver hightail it to the Gate

Various plot things happen

Trainers turn out to be a LOT sturdier than the Driver and can stand the various crippling anomalies (being electrocuted/blown up/radiation poisoning in classic anime fashion amd because the pokemon world is FUCKING ROUGH)

Trainers notice the Driver just...doesn't eat or sleep, also notice they don't need to eat or sleep either now. They can still do those things but they just don't need to.

Turns out LIM energy is the same as Dynamax Energy

Oppy/Francis/Tobias giving info to the trio over the radio in the usual fashion. Frustrated there's no clear routes to the Garage or way for the Driver to communicate back to them but Rthey know the Trainers did pop through and are there

General plot is a mix of trying to get the Trainers home alongside the usual game plot

At somepoint Pikachu Dynamaxes and it goes WRONG. Still looks like Dynamaxed Pikachu but he goes mad with all the energy around.

Poor old Ash is grief stricken seeing his buddy in pain

Driver and Goh have to physically drag Ash into the Car so they can hightail it

Pikachu follows thinking Ash is being kidnapped + brain addled in pain. Can't Un dynamax

Plot follows trying to find a way to force Pikachu to un-dynamax

Pikachu is able to travel through the sames as he is infused with all this energy. Oppy can track movements but Routes the trio can take are too dangerous

Eventually Pikachu decides to go towards what is making him in more pain; towards Cappy

Trio find a route to Capoy too

Cool segway to getting the car off the ramp doing a flying spin into Dynamax Pikachu and knocking the poor thing out

Resolution getting Trainers home & driver out of the Exclusion zone

Whole story become driving force to NOT using the dynamax energy as the LIM tech is a warning to what could happen

#my rambles #gotta just slap these down sometimes