#if it proves troublesome i won't do it again

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID: a piece of digital art depicting Luz, Willow, Amity and Vee from the owl house at Luz's quinceñera. The piece takes place outside the owl house at night with the characters all dancing. Willow's dress is blue with yellow and pink flowers as decoration. Luz's outfit is based on the good witch azura with a white and purple colour scheme. Amity wears a pink dress shirt and a dark blue skirt with transparent fabric both on the skirt and acting as the sleeves. Vee wears a yellow dress with white trim on the bottom. Light glyphs float in the air, the dancefloor lights the scene from below, and Hooty extends across the background. End ID]

on today's episode of "pieces I put way too much work into realistically!". Since it's unlikely we'll get a quinceñera for Luz at this stage of the show, I wanted to draw a cute scene of it, which slowly turned into posing and lighting practice

(Small disclaimer: I'm not a part of a culture that does quinceñeras! I hope that there's no glaringly inaccurate details here. As far as I know there isn't hard and fast rules for the dresses or dance floor? so hopefully everything here is plausible. Feel free to let me know if there's any egregious errors here. There's some doodles under the cut that are slightly more detailed, so same goes for those)

[ID: black and white digital doodles of owl house characters at Luz's quinceñera. The first doodle shows luz, Gus, Hunter and king, and is labeled "Gus, king & hunter = chambelands". The next shows willow, Vee, and Lilith with Luz and is labeled "Lilith, Willow and Vee = damas". There's a doodle of amity where's she's labeled "escort". There's a small full body doodle of Luz in a suit labeled "she gets a costume change!". The last doodle is Luz and hunter dancing together, labeled "Luz + hunter sibling dance". The background is purple. End ID]

#the owl house #toh #luz noceda #EDIT: I FORGOT THE FUCKING TAGS #willow park #amity blight #vee noceda #sigh. i won't tag anyone under the cut #lumity #okay that's good #feel like the id might not be up to scratch? if anyone has any suggestions I'll edit it! #same if the small text proves inaccessible #i know some screen readers pick it up and others don't but that no matter what it's hard for visually impaired people to read #if it proves troublesome i won't do it again #anyway in case you're wondering where eda is (bc realistically she should be here)- i like to think she'd get her own role in the ceremony? #not sure where though because I'm not sure which roles are/can be performed by family vs family friends vs a priest/professional #and thus i don't know what would be fitting for eda #i also know that father/daughter dances are traditional at quinceñeras and I've seen a few suggestions for who luz might dance with #since obviously her father's passed away #while the idea of dell (as her surrogate grampa) or one of her friends dads filling in is sweet #part of me thinks luz would go very non traditional and dance with eda? as a parent figure alternate to her mother? #i don't know if that's like. totally out of whack for a quinceñera/where the line between non-traditional and inaccurate is #since the tradition has obviously evolved a lot over the years and I'm just an outside observer #if anyone has hcs or suggestions feel free to let me know #(tho you'd probably prefer to discuss them with fans who have a bit more knowledge on the subject/are actually latino) #i should do more reading on this I'm just swamped rn (I. should really do some research for art class soon) #uhh i think that's everything i had to add??? yeah m #just reiterating the disclaimer uptop. please tell me if I've been silly or insensitive i do not want to be either

[nogenderbee]

May I request The Brothers getting patted on the head and called "my best boy" by their s/o?

Of course! Sorry if it's a bit short but I didn't had that great idea for it... but I still hope you'll enjoy this one <3

Also I totally wasn't just admiring how big of a cutie Beel is in his part-

Reader call brothers their best boy

TagList: @indi-has-fallen @miya-akane @vodka-glrl

⊱ I said it once and I WILL repeat it... LUCIFER HAS BIG ASS EGO, DON'T BOOST IT EVEN MORE

⊱ alright so after we peaceful agreed that it's boosting his ego, let's go with everything else...

⊱ when you pat him on head, he just looked at you with confused look

"What's wrong, MC?"

"Just patting my best boy~"

⊱ and boom, he's blushing which is followed by a smug grin

⊱ he'll literally tell all his brothers about it whenever he gets a chance to do so

⊱ of course he doesn't just randomly comes up to them and says it but whenever they're being troublesome to him or whenever someone Mammon claims to be your best

⊱ he's not saying it in mean way tho, he's saying that to make them behave and it surprisingly works

"If you'd behave yourself, you'd have chance of YN calling you their second best boy. Sure, prove me they're gonna call you their best boy instead."

⊱ Mammon is already claiming to be your first so you thought he'll be happy to hear it, and while that's true, it's also not all

⊱ but first some petting him on head, he literally becomes all blushing when you do it

"H-Hey! Whatcha think ya doing?! I didn't told you to stop!"

⊱ of course he'll pretend like he doesn't like it but will secretly enjoy it, and once you call him your best boy, he can't help but grin

⊱ also unlike his older brother, he will point it out every single time that you called HIM your best boy, no one else!

⊱ also, he's avatar of greed, don't be surprised if he'd want to hear you call him that over and over all the time

⊱ but id you think he'll ask you for that personally, then you're dead wrong, he'll probably act like he forgot or do some other obvious scheme so you'd say it again

"Shaddup! It's not like you're their best boy! They prefer THE Great Mammon! It shoulda been obvious for ya already!"

⊱ first thing Levi does when you say it or just pet him is pinch himself, but then he realizes it's not a dream and now his cheek hurt...

⊱ but again, let's start from beginning, he'll literally blush like crazy when you put your hand on hand over his head

"Wh-Wh-WHAAAAAT?!! NO WAY MC JUST DID THAT! IT MUST BE A DREM, RIGHT?! AUĆ!! Ow... wait... IT'S NOT A DREAM?!!!!"

⊱ call him you best boy and you can officially say that Levi.exe stopped working

⊱ after he's back to normal, he still can't believe that it just happened

⊱ he'd love to point out to his brothers that you called him your best boy but he becomes stuttering and blushing mess whenever he even thinks of it

⊱ but there's one exception... fight between him and his brothers... then there's a chance he'll point it out even if he won't notice his words at first

⊱ also, he definitely rambles about it all to his snake

"Aaaaah... I still can't believe they said I'm their best boy... They had so many other demons to choose from!! They're truly the only one...!"

⊱ okey but listen here... Satan LOVES headpats! I mean he loves cats and you pet them, and he has a bit of cat personality himself so I'd say he enjoys it

⊱ so of course you get a smile yet cute and warm smile from him when you just put your hand on his head

"Ah, well this is nice... don't stop, let's stay like that for a little bit longer..."

⊱ and then, when you call your best boy, his face turns slightly red as he tries to keeps his cool

⊱ he's also not ashamed to point it out to his brothers but mostly, he'll point it out to the eldest in order to hopefully piss him off a bit spoiler: it doesn't work

⊱ surprisingly he seems a lot more calm than he is usually, he didn't even yelled when his brothers did something he would usually be furious about

⊱ his brothers immidietly asked how the heck did you broke him

"Guess who YN called 'their best boy'? I'm not lying, it's the truth, you can ask them yourself!"

⊱ Asmo is well... Asmo... so of course his reaction was predictable

⊱ when you started petting him, at first he complained that you have gonna ruin his hair he worked so hard for

⊱ but if you'll be careful to not ruin his hair while giving him headpats, then ther s no way he'll mind, quite the opposite actually, he may ask for more

"Aww~ well aren't you just the cutest~? Oh no, please go on, sweetie! As long as you'll be careful that is."

⊱ and when you cook him your best boy, it's just boost of ego confidence for him

⊱ he's also the type to not be scared to point out to his brothers that he's your best boy and tease you about it if he gets a chance

⊱ speaking of teasing, he now won't react unless you call him "best boy Asmo" or anything similar to that

"Asmo? I think you're forgetting yourself, darling... I want my FULL title! ... Oh yes, now I'm listening, precious~"

⊱ as we know, Beel is a sweetheart and so, he literally gives you the loveliest smile when you pet him

⊱ like, this boo literally smiles like a cute puppy and if he had a tail, it'd definitely wag now

"Hm? Is there something you need, YN? Oh, do you want to try this yogurt? It should be to your liking!"

⊱ and when you call him your best boy, his smile grows even wider and you can just see how his eyes sparkle

⊱ sure, he mentions it that you called him your best boy to his brothers but he won't make big deal out of it

⊱ he's in a better mood for at very least one whole day, like nothing can and will because I won't let it ruin his mood

⊱ also prepare to have one hella clingy teddybear by your side, I know I say it a lot but he is just a sweet teddybear

"I... am? Ah, thank you. Believe it or not but it really made my day better!"

⊱ Belphie is a snuggly little baby so of course he immidietly smiled as you pat his head, after all what could be better thing to wake up to?

"Morning... or afternoon... not important. You seem rather happy with yourself, c'mon, let's cuddle together."

⊱ he at first might not even notice your words but once he realizes it, there's no way you can be away from him

⊱ if you're cuddling, he'll literally not let you go, no matter how important task you have

⊱ huh? Mammon is running from witches? Sounds like his problem... Satan is furious again? Cuddles are more important...

⊱ he also is the type to point out to all of his brothers that you called him your best boy especially to Lucifer

⊱ he definitely encourages you to call him and Beel tour favorite boys, since he knows it would make his twin extremely happy

"Mhh... They can survive 5 minutes without you don't worry. It's not first time Satan is fruoois anyway..."

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#obey me #x reader #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me levi x reader #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me beel x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me belphie x reader #obey me belphagor x reader #fluff #headcanons #obey me fluff #obey me headcanons

[roseofhybrids]

Deciding how Doll would act in this little AU thing is proving a touch troublesome See, her motives aren't exactly clear at the moment

TLDR: It's tricky to figure out where Doll's thoughts are at this point. So, I'll try my best to keep her in character. Episode 7 and 8 might reveal stuff that'll make AU her out of character, and I'll just have to live with that

overly long character rambling below:

Like, from episode 3 we know she's willing to kill a bunch of her peers in order to set up a revenge trap. She tried to kill Uzi, and was fully prepared to try again even after being beaten. So she is very open to killing, even if the person has proven capable of beating her.

But, upon finding out Uzi also has the solver, she decides against it and claims she'll try to help Uzi if she finds out what's going on. And back in 2 we see her risk having her powers revealed to keep Lizzy from opening the door. Was that her trying to protect herself or Lizzy? Maybe a little of both. But, after the revenge plan goes south. Rather than kill Lizzy, she tosses her into the bleachers. So she won't kill those she's close to (even after Lizzy tried to warn V, mind you) or those she can empathize/sympathize with (a girl she's bullied for years, but also happens to be infected with the solver)

Currently, Doll wants answers about what happened to her parents in the labs and the solver, similar to the main group. Despite that shared goal, Doll makes it clear she does not want to work with the Uzi, N, and V on this. But at the same time, she was prepared to go down into the lab with a disassembly drone and a human. Which she changes her mind about after Tessa shoots at her, and the main trio show up.

She had the key bug, she got to the elevator before them, she could have just called the elevator and went down before the main group got there. But instead, she sets a trap to kill them. Why though? Why try to kill them, and why now?

Was the grudge against V so strong that she was willing to get all of them killed just to get to V?

Did Tessa tell her something, and now she can't leave Uzi and N alive despite sparing them? Because at the end of 5 she seemed ready to just take the bug and leave them to their own devices. (Though, she could also have just weighed her options and decided it wasn't worth trying to kill any of them, but I digress). And even at that point, she seems to have some respect for Uzi. Like, at least a sliver of it, based on what she says to Khan. Likely based on Uzi choosing to protect her friends over continuing to fight her for the key bug.

And that's without even getting into how much she knows about what's going on. How much did Tessa tell her? She had to say something in order to convince Doll to help get the key, but how much of her hand was Tessa willing to show?

Does Doll know the Earth was destroyed? Does she know who CYN was? Does she know that the disassembly drones used to be workers? Does she know Nori's probably behind the core melt down? Does she know that Tessa plans to kill all infected drones? And if she does, does she agree with doing that and has just accept her fate, or was she just playing along to get Tessa to help her find answers?

I could continue to ramble on, but this post is long enough. Needless to say, I'm excited for 7 and 8

and if any Doll fans out there have some theories or head canons, I'd love to hear them

#murder drones #md doll #character analysis #ramblings #was the attempted murder via velociraptor really necessary?

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Ok ok 60s Riddler anon here. What would 60s Riddler do if he asked the reader (maybe a rando caught in his schemes) a riddle that ended in "What am I?" And they just said "Sexy" in response.

"So you think I'm sexy-" 60s Riddler x Reader

This prompt had me tickled when I read it, especially for 60s riddler!

TW: Suggestive

The one time you got to go to a fancy party, and you weren't going to be able to enjoy it. Nice outfit, good food, decent company- All of that was dashed as you were being held hostage with the rest of the group by that prince of puzzlers... The Riddler.

He monologued about the complexity of plans that led to this from initial conception to all of you being netted and then tied up to wait for Batman. A chance to prove his brilliance to this city and finally be rid of that troublesome duo! You weren't really sure why he had such a thing about taking out the two but you WERE sure your eyes were entranced watching him move.

The green suit was something you should have found ridiculous. Indeed, it was. Yet the sleek way he moved in it, with grace and with an intentional purpose- It made you overlook the trail of question marks that lined the sides of his tights.

You stared so intently, you hadn't even noticed him posing a riddle at you. To the crowd, really, but he was looking at you. By the time you tuned your focus back in, all you heard was "What am I?" followed by a giggle.

Your brain functioning on pure panic and an odd sense of attraction to this man, you answered too honestly, "Sexy."

His giggling stopped and immediately you winced. What. Others in the crowd made horrified, over dramatic gasps at your admission. A criminal like him?! The indecency! Riddler was giggling again in a hurry. You could see a flush creep up his cheeks and ears.

"What is that, pretty?" He holds a hand to his ear before clutching his gut in laughter, "Oh, sweet thing... I won't make you repeat yourself." He whistles, grabbing a pocket knife to cut your bindings.

He pulls you up and to him, one hand on your arm and the other hovering over your face. Loud humming.

A click of his tongue, "I suppose I'll just have to allow you to go- For now. A fine specimen like yourself shouldn't be trapped amongst the common species, after all." He seems to trace your bottom lip with his fingers. Looking for some sign from you.

When you give the smallest nod, he's twirling you into his arms into a grand kiss. Honestly, it's might be one of the best you've had in your life. Passionate and you feel like you could float off your feet. He spins you back on your feet and takes something off a nearby table.

One of his henchmen is guiding you out the building on his orders. The whole thing is such a whirlwind, you hardly even noticed the small card Edward Nygma put in your hand as you left. His phone number and a heart with a question mark inside. "Call me."

#riddler #the riddler #60s riddler #Edward nygma #riddler x reader #foxwriting #found an interview where frank gorshin basically said he moved a lot as the riddler intentionally #because he didn't want people getting a good look at him in the tights LOL

[phantasmiafxndom]

can i request pet au simeon with a reader trying to calm him down and bond with him after he’s been rehomed from an abusive situation? what would the best way to calm him down and get him to trust his new owner?

• Even fresh out of a terrible situation, Simeon (outwardly) keeps it together a little too well. He's afraid of looking needy or high-maintenance, especially when he's barely been in your home for long enough to prove that he's worth keeping around. Thus, he does his best to be as compliant and non-troublesome as possible. You get a quiet, polite angel with a permanent, serene smile and seemingly no concern for what had happened to him before. And yet, that good behavior won't last forever...

• The reality is that Simeon is very, very scared of you. No matter how relaxed he acts, he's terrified of incurring punishment again. All he can think is that if he does, this so-far pleasant home will end up just as bad as the last one. He's an angel, and angels are known to be well-behaved. He can't just start acting nervous and difficult because of a few unfortunate things in his past. So even though he's stressing himself sick on the inside, Simeon does everything he can to not show it. He doesn't want to worry (or worse, annoy) you with his flaws or ruin your kindness.

• Really, the best thing you can do for him is just be patient. A calm, minimally stressful environment will slowly chip away at his fears, and spending peaceful time near you is all it takes for him to start to form a bond. Simeon doesn't exactly trust easily by now, but soon enough, he'll be able to tell that you're serious about being kind to him— and after that, it's just a matter of having enough time and accommodation to let himself relax.

#Obey Me #Simeon #Obey Me Simeon #Headcanon #Reader #OM Pet Au

[boonsmoon]

Be Your Inspiration

Request: Do more about Crimson(from Ragna Crimson) with reader fluff pls 🙇🙇

Happily😋BTW I'm on winter break everyone!! I've been made aware the anime is out; however, I have no idea how far along it is, so just incase manga spoilers

Request Masterlist Crimson x f!reader Genres:🎉🌸💞🧪

You're not sure how long you've been teamed up with Crimson, what you do know is you have been around long enough to know Crimson like the back of your hand. And recently he seems to be having some trouble that is going unspoken.

The new recruit shouldn't be to blame, he couldn't have known, but you can't help but associate some blame with Ragna. I mean, Crimson hasn't looked this stressed out since never!

Taking out the winged bloodline is proving troublesome, and the recent lack of progress must also be the cause of all this stress. But! Instead of theorizing on the various reason for Crimson's behavior, why not just ask?

...

A terrible idea really, I apologize for suggesting it. As expected, he avoided all your subtle hints, even changing the topic completely to get you to stop your interrogation.

Let's start again at square one, shall we? Crimson has a problem, but won't tell you the reason to that problem directly. So, how about this, you get the new and very valuable recruit to aid you in your quest by causing absolute mayhem.

After some convincing and cheering from Slime, Ragna agreed to cause trouble if the end goal made Crimson better. That poor boy is so gullible for being your bait, please apologize to him later.

...

Yeah he needs that apology right now, Crimson is giving Ragna the scolding of a lifetime. But luckily for you, Crimson is now ~vulnerable~ and definitely more willing to talk in this state.

Upon questioning him once more, you are hit with the sad reality of what it means to be leader. You did not expect this much venting when inquiring about recent trouble, but you're too deep in now.

"That idiot keeps ruining my plans! We're more than likely set back another 5 years at this point!" Yikes, Crimson ain't happy. Though it was the next line you heard that really broke you.

"Why do I even keep fighting at this point?" He looks down in shame, "if nothing goes my way and I can't even fix it, why bothering reaching for my goal?"

Oh no, no no no, we can't have the leader give up and lose motivation now. "Because it is your destiny to win, to let the world know who defeated the Dragon God."

"What if it's not? And this fool is a testament to put me in my place?" Crimson rebukes.

"I know it's not, because I've seen you and your abilities, and I know you can become more than you are right now. I'll help you find that flame that started your journey, and believe in you until the end of it." You were gripping Crimson's shoulders and looking into his eyes.

For a second you could've swore you saw him tear up before turning around. "We'll work on a new plan against Artemisia tomorrow."

Some sacrifices were made, but at least you got your Crimson back.

ngl i struggled with the plot for a hot minute

if yall can't tell the ending was inspired by Find Your Flame :)

this also feels significantly shorter than the last fic but less cringe, why can't i pick a struggle

#ragna crimson #crimson ragna crimson #crimson x reader #ragna crimson x reader

[shummashum]

Klaus Goldstein Ch3 [1~5]

Previously on Ch2! Liz, who was summoned to the Headmaster's office at Remb's request, learned from him that an investigation team would be formed to retrieve the academy's stolen goods. Would this investigation proceed well?!

...attack?

okay… let me hear his lecture we already heard in Zeus' route though

those were the days alas, I'm already starting to hear that bgm

yes!! how on earth is he going to show up later during the romance session I'm fucking scared

but… that's true but the walkthrough says I have to choose the option of denial eeh,,

right right our mighty Emperor Klaus always has been nice and kind!!

…what? what did you say what you I think you've been out of your mind since yesterday you forgot? you forgot the Klaus Goldstein in K1 route?

erm… erm……… is this the correct interpretation? is this? the correct? interpretation??

He patted her on the head, saying he never expected to hear her say like that.

look look look look and you say he's a nice guy??

Just then, the bell rang, signaling the start of classes.

oh god it's history I'm already sleepy but if that's the topic of the class, I have to listen, because it's lore but history is a sleeping pill subject

all citizens are happy? I get it this kingdom is fucking sus all citizens are happy?? so fucking suspicious it can't be! it's clear that some trick was used maybe they were hypnotized on a national level

oh… they had enormous military strength they said that national power was based on military power no matter how much other kingdoms spent on the military budget, they couldn't compete? this is……

anyway now I figure out why the Daylight wage war they had no reason to sign a peace treaty with the Nighttime, they already had the upper hand

Black Dragons, huh it's just a name, right?

Overall Review: it was an ideal lecture! if a person like this teaches the class, the class will be enjoyable but now that the evaluation standards are tight and strict, he's suitable as a major professor… it would be better to take classes from more laid back one when it comes to liberal arts but honestly it was more fun that I expected

Liz sent words of admiration to Klaus, but he denied it.

I guess so it's not easy to provide understandable information to people with different levels of knowledge and perspectives besides Klaus is a genius, it won't be easy for someone like that to process information so that average students can understand it

Anyway they headed to the library. Al and Cae were already there waiting for everyone.

uh…… I got a feeling those nocturnal idiots will show themselves up late again this time

what you know it's not wrong

Anyway, she decided to look for books to find information about the Daylight before the agreed time.

I have no good memories of the library though you're not getting sucked in again, are you?

And here comes Cae

but well I'm a little reluctant to tell him the curse and labyrinth will be mentioned Inevitably because she investigated the Daylight for Luci's escape, and Cae had something to do with it somehow if she talks to him about something like this, he might get scratched?

As expected, Liz revealed all of her intentions to him, but surprisingly, Cae responded calmly.

ooh… technology

Anyway, he took out a book from there and handed it to her.

well there's no way he didn't read it anyway thank you! she'll use this well

this is a bit troublesome even though he didn't commit it, he got entangled just because he shared the same blood anyway, does feeling responsible, even when it's not essentially his duty, prove that he's a kind person but I know there's a curveball in his route… I know he's not the character who can be simply described as 'kind'

anyway he's throwing in bits and pieces of his backstory okay! you wait I guess I'll be able to play your route in the second half of this year

#shumma plays wh

[papabearbobbynash]

My take on the parents "redemption"

It ain't a redemption.

At least not the Buckley's one, which most talked one.

I mean, we literally got an interview saying they won't be around and that this fact will be on Buck's mind to consider. The ending was merely them repeating their pattern behavior "Spoil when he get's hurt" at the end of the episode.

Even if Buck forgave them, I don't see the problem, specially if he did it for himself. For his own piece of mind, that is supposed to be the literal point of his arc in this season. To find himself at ease as he started to look for after talking with Bobby.

If to reach that peace of mind he has to forgive his shit parents and let that anger and frustration go out of his shoulders, be it. Not all the problems are equal, nor will they have the same solution. Sometimes forgiving is the most efficient and easy solution sometimes cutting ties it's the better. There is no pattern to follow. I think Buck's decision is for his own good, and that is completely valid for the point of the episode. That was him learning that his value is not linked on how people around see him, that he is enough. It not only a coincidence that the writers used the actual paternal figure Buck seeks guidance and admires to make him realize that. It should be very clear the difference set between Bobby and Buck's biological parents.

What is different from the situation with Chimney's father. The one thing really is troublesome.

Mr. Han couldn't even voice his feelings to his son, he couldn't communicate, his wife had to do it because the man is just too proud to open up. There was not a move to progress from his part in this relationship and yet he was given the chance the redeem. (Doesn't mean he will), this didn't fix the problems it just happened to give a chance they can be discussed, however as I said, it's undeserving in my opinion considering the move came from Chimney and not from Mr. Han.

Anyway my two cents here is that the Buckleys will prove again they didn't change, meaning the scene in the end was just a conclusion that Buck accepted thing as it is, meanwhile Idk what to expect from Mr. Han and Chimney relationshi, and that is what really bothers me.

#911 on fox #911 spoilers #evan buckley #chimney han #bobby nash

[quartervois]

@strangercrime

the corpse lays out on the table, ribcage splayed like arms open for an embrace. it does him no good to look, but he looks anyway ––– memorizing every inch of the slack face / the altar of organs stacked to the side. ( he has to do it now, because when hollis is finished, she’ll put a sheet over the body. that done, there won’t be a body to look at anymore. SHE’LL HAVE MADE A GHOST. ) the medical examiner glances up; he’s too busy studying her hands to meet her eyes for the half-second they’re his to meet.    ‘ i don’t care. ‘    charlie rarely means to say things quite so sour as they come out. it just happens, the same way fruits grow bitter when the sun’s too warm. ( I DON’T CARE. as in, stay however long you need to. as in, i won’t stop you. )    ‘ just here to return a file. ‘

he holds the folder in question close to his body; it’s not heavy enough to justify the two-handed carry, really. a thin stack of papers comprised of the police and autopsy reports, neatly typed / the beginning of a psychological profile, equally neatly written in his own hand. ( you can tell a lot about a murderer from where they choose to stick the knife ––– if they use one at all. ) for all his claims of being here to return the file to the pathologists desk for the night, he doesn't move.    ‘ –––how did he die? ‘

𝘈 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘚𝘐𝘝𝘌 ( 𝘗𝘌𝘙𝘏𝘈𝘗𝘚 𝘈𝘗𝘗𝘌𝘊𝘐𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘝𝘌 ) 𝘏𝘜𝘔 𝘍𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘚 𝘍𝘙𝘖𝘔 𝘏𝘖𝘓𝘓𝘐𝘚' 𝘓𝘐𝘗𝘚 while a keen gaze is returned to what she was doing. She'd have to clean some of the bones as decomp was beginning to set in when the body was found and since it was half-submerged the cause of death is proving a bit more tasking. Gloved fingertips press aside some musculature to investigate a possible injury while Charlie remains in the doorway--- watching. The redhead was used to gawkers, after all, she was often te one gawking while in lecture so why should it bother her that Charlie seems a bit interested in what she was doing. She spent her better years sequestered in morgues doing much of what he was doing now: watching. It didn't bother or worry her. Death was fascinating and she may understand that interest better than other.

"Dr Hall won't be back until the morning," Hollis informed Charlie, "but I'll be sure he gets it if you want to leave it with me. If not, he's usually around by 830am, if he doesn't get stuck waiting for his usual breakfast sandwich." Hollis lifted a tool and it glittered brightly in the light earning her attention for the briefest of moments before she uses it to cut free the stomach and lift it out of the quickly emptying cavernous corpse. Weighing the organ she clicks the recorder on to record the weight and measurements before clicking it off again. Conversations were troublesome to sort through when recording so she often recording only the necessary for notations.

Dark eyes, darker than most, narrowed in on Charlie's large and awkward frame. He was too large, she often thought, for him to move as easily as her and while his size was intimidating, Charlie himself seemed to understand this and he'd hunch and make himself small. She thought he'd look much better if he wore his size proudly. Being large wasn't always a bad thing. Being intimidating was often a very useful thing. Oh how she wished she could be bigger than she was. Maybe then she'd be taken more seriously.

"I'm not sure, yet," she admitted with a frown. Not knowing things always pestered her to the point of madness. "There are some cuts to some rib bones and the sternum, indicating a possible stabbing. But, there's so much damage I'm still sorting through what could have been the fatal injury. I still have to check the lungs for water in case there was a drowning. Body was found in a sewer drain, after all." Hollis regarding Charlie once more and her head canted to the side, "Wanna see?"

#strangercrime . #𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 *˚+.* charlie + hollis . #autopsy procedures // #body horror // #so sorry for your long wait friend .

[rayashayde]

Hello, tumblr. Imma write a story :)

This is my first time writing a story, I hope you like it. It is multi part, this is part 1. The story is called "You're Not Alone In The Shadows" and it's an original by me. All characters and artwork is also by me. Enjoy :)

You're Not Alone In The Shadows - Part 1:

Axel isn't scary. He just wasn't born that way. He doesn't really want to be, either. But he's a monster. What else is he going to be?

He's not supposed to be a "he", he's supposed to an "it". "It" is supposed to cause chaos and fear, pain and suffering, sometimes even death. That's how it works in the Shadows. It's quite unfair, Axel thinks.

Which is one of the reasons Axel is still awake in the middle of the day, crying in his resting chambers, once again.

"What am I supposed to do, Mei? Mum's gonna take me in to Void in a few days, and I have nothing," Axel says. Void is the innermost region of the Shadows, the farthest into the darkness monsters can go. Void is where the Cryptids live, and where Axel will have to attempt to get one as his sponsor.

And Mei is his pet harvestman. She came to the Shadows from the Light because the humans are afraid of her. She isn't even a monster, and she can scare people just by existing.

Mei crawls onto his shoulder. She's one of his only comforts.

Axel goes completely silent for a moment, listening hard to hear if his mum is sleeping, before pulling his phone out from under his bed. If it ever knew he had one, it would never let him out of its sight again. He bought it off a Penumbrian Creature on the street. It's illegal to have, but it has musics on it. Musics are strange. It's just noise, but it feels nice. Humans make beautiful things.

He puts on a music, his favourite one, and tries to relax. It proves very difficult. In just a few days, he will have to convince a Cryptid that he can be scary so that they will sponsor him to go to the human world. It's not what he wants, but if he can't get sponsored, he will end up a Creature, like that Penumbrian he bought the phone from. He doesn't want to end up like that, but that seems to be where his life is going.

Monsters have ranks in the Shadows. A Cryptid is a monster who is scary and well known enough in the Light that humans have given it a name, such as the Boogeyman or Nessie. Then there are Demons, monsters who are scary but not well known enough for a human-given name. Hellions are more troublesome than scary, but they still go into the Light, and they can at least cause the fear that is expected of monsters through causing pain.

Creatures are not scary, and they can't cause fear, and they rarely go to the Light. Monsters of all other ranks hate Creatures. Most Creatures can't make enough to live, and die of starvation. Some are killed by other monsters for fun. It's very rare they are able to get by even on the streets, nevermind able to get a place to live.

Monsters need the fear of others. It's currency. Axel's mum is just a Hellion, it barely makes enough fear to keep itself and a young monster alive and well. It won't be able to fund Axel anymore once he's not young.

The problem is, you can't move up in rank unless you go to the Light, and you can't go into the Light unless you are higher in rank. That's why, once you aren't young anymore, you need to get a sponsor.

It's stressful, and it's difficult to relax, but the music makes it a little easier. Axel just has to remember to put the phone away before he falls asleep.

A couple of hours later, he turns the phone off and hides it back under the bed, lays down, and goes to sleep.

Artwork :)

#original story #original character #original writing #fiction #original series #writing #original book #monsters #creative writing #part one #multi part fic #my fic #pencil #pencil art #story

[stxxryvoid]

Hii do you accept request? If yes, can you do genshin impact Lisa x Fem reader who got really bad nightmare and crying and stuff🥲🥲 I would totally understand if you don't feel comfortable writing it. Thank you in advance 💕

Lisa with a Fem! S/O who had a Nightmare

(I didn't know if you wanted Headcannon's or a scenario but I chose Headcannon's)

Everyone experiences nightmare's but some are worse than others.

Lisa would definitely baby you until you're comfortable again.

By babying I mean rubbing your head, giving you light kisses, and stuff like that.

She'd also make you some tea if you're in the mood for that.

Once you're calmed down she'd wipe the remaining tears and if you hadn't fallen asleep by then would read you a book or if you're not up for that simply cuddle you.

Overall I'd say 9/10.

I say 9/10 cause for the rest of the night there's a chance she won't let you go which can prove to be troublesome.

#genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact #lisa genshin impact #lisa #request #answered #nightmare #cuddle #comfort

[starshiningsirius]

Happily ever after (Yandere Overblot Vil x reader)

I just want to post my poetry about them at this point.

SPOILERS BELOW FOR NEW CHAPTER

Thank you to @flowerofthemoonworld for the gif

The graceful little prefect as you were titled in his head. Looks were above average in his honest opinion. Your hair would gleam in the sunlight one day as you sat by the base of the tree, and your eyes have a docile look in them that'd make your innocence more apparent. Rook was with you during that time which was when he first saw you up close, before any of this mess with the VDC arose.

When he finally caught the attention of both students, Rook was the first one to speak up.

"Ah, Roi du Poison were you in need of my services?"

"Pardon me to interrupt but I need to borrow my vice dorm head for some important matters."

"Ah, it's fine Vil-senpai. See you later then." With that the two were off to Pomeifore and Vil couldn't help but wonder.

"Rook what were you and the Ramshackle prefect conversing about just now?" He only asked because he knew Rook would occasionally behave in a way that would bring trouble and with that prefect with him more than likely it would.

"Curious? Mademoiselle Trickster and I were discussing the art of poetry of which she partakes in! Isn't it wonderful to write your feelings down with such passion it truly is magnifique!" After that Vil stopped listening and confided himself to his own thoughts.

'Poetry?'

That contradicted all of his thoughts on the prefect. He had caught word around the school about the prefect who hanged with two troublesome first years and always would be caught up in trouble. To hear him say poetry of all things definitely changed his mind a fraction about her overall personality. Not to mention her visage while she sat there in depth with whatever she was writing was one that someone would think brought out of a painting.

When the VDC training camp started he noticed more of her small quirks. She was neat and tidy, even if the whole dorm wasn't clean the used areas were. She was polite asking to help set the table or clean dishes with him. They didn't talk much but he noticed all of them. He definitely misjudged the prefect. She was a nice person. He understood why Epel got along with them. She wasn't a particularly bad influence on him.

There was something that annoyed him though.

The sparkles that would appear in your eyes. Just yesterday you complimented Jamil on his voice not only that but everyone else too. Except him.

He heard you talking once about Epel and what he did was wrong and wasn't right in your eyes. Yet you know nothing about what he's been through!

Just once he would have loved to see his effort noticed by her!

Is that too much to ask?!

He's always made out to be the villain in the stories!

He's never heard you compliment him before not only that but those poems. Rook told him that you write them for people your fond of and say them to that person.

Why hasn't he gotten one yet? Is he not good enough?!

All those sorts of thoughts kept piling up in his head. That is until his prayers were finally answered.

She heard him asking his phone the same question yet again.

"Mira, mira who is the fairest one of them all?"

With the same response he was about a second from crushing the phone in his hands. His anger growing from the lack of acknowledgement of his own hard work for the world to see. That's when she spoke up.

"Villains and heroes are fantasy.

This is reality.

And from what I see, the fairest one of all is beautiful blonde in front of me." It was a short poem, but one that spoke a thousand words despite its simplicity.

He turned to see her determination in her eyes. The spark in them did ignite something in his heart.

"It's not finished yet but I thought you might need to hear it now." She said it with such sincerity it caught him off guard a bit.

Why would she do that for him?

He couldn't answer the question himself but it did strengthen his resolve to over come the challenge and become the fairest. Because he had realized on that very day that he fell in love with you. Maybe he hadn't realized those words were to stop him from going on with the silly goal he yearned for.

The VDC was supposed to be his chance. If he could best him then he could prove himself worthy then he could confess and all would be well when you said yes. That comment on Neige's commercial didn't slip passed his ears. He had to prove he was better and winning would do just that.

But when his plans fell apart and you stood against him with a look of what was slight disappointment, and betrayal mixed into one, he couldn't help but to let his mind fall apart from losing one of the things he had tried so hard to gain.

Neige surpassed him again. He was tired of it, sick of it. And the outcome of it was showing her his most ugliest side, well that just won't do will it?

He'll just have to make you see how lovely he can be for you, how beautiful he is and that will be all of what you see.

Increasing the cloud of smoke within the coliseum more of his former team and managers coughed, trying their best not to inhail the smoke that would bring them their untimely demise. It didn't matter to him those who saw his ugly side needed to die and not tell anyone else.

That's when he swept her away, off her feet into where the backstage room was located. Just like a hero was supposed to. With a wave of his hand the purple smoke disappeared within the area and went back outside to the stage. Her coughs died down and Vil smirked down at the beautiful sight before him of someone he longed for.

"What's wrong my darling doll?" He had a smirk on his face seeing his efforts not be wasted for once felt overwhelmingly good to him.

"I'm sorry you have to suffer like this," he floated toward, her coughing fit was slowly going away and she gazed at him backing away from him in fear.

He noticed this of course what didn't he notice about her.

"Glancing at this ugly side you see before you, it's okay I understand. But don't worry, such a beautiful flower will never have its petals plucked again, for I will make sure of it. You won't have to remember seeing such an ugly side of again." Gently grasping her chin and touched the crown placed on his head aa he started to speak.

"To the first who looks into the wearer's eyes will fall in love until they die." Within the seconds he finished his chant her gaze was no longer of fear.

Nothing but admiration and adoration was visible in her eyes. It was perfect to Vil. Placing a gentle kiss on her lips which she returned eagerly. He had a gentle smile on his face a complete contrast to his current form reeking an aura of darkness and pure evil.

"You won't even remember seeing me, cause now all you'll see is my beauty and mine alone, my darling doll." Seems being a villain was far more worth it than he had actually made it out to be. The results of it were better than trying to play nice. He finally got his happily ever after.

Masterlist

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #yandere vil schoenheit #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere vil #twst vil #vil schoenheit

[melancholicillusions]

You daughter get called the korean equivalent to the n-word.

It was just another day in Angel's school life, you know the average day of being hit on by her male peers because they've quote 'never been with a black girl before.' And her female class mates either feeling 'threatened' by her or just not liking her, and getting asked stupid questions such as 'do you shower? Can I touch your hair? Are you mixed?'

It was lunch hour when it happend. Y/n was sitting with her small groups of friends when Choi Jiji approached her with a troublesome grin that accompanied her round face.

"Hi! Angel hows your day?" She asked with a tone that Angel could tell was bullshit.

"What do you want Jiji.."  Angel rolled her eyes.

"Nothing, nothing! I just heard... that yoongi's son, ugh! What was his name?" She said playing dumb.

"You mean Jiyoung..?"

"Ahh! Yes! Him Jinyoung. Well I just wanted to let you know, he's mine. "

"Ooookayyy..... I'm supposed to care because?" Angel said adjusting her earring, unbothered.

"Well I just wanted to let you know... he doesn't date.." choi looked her up and down as if sizing her up before continuing her statement. "...깜둥이."

Angel arched her brow before standing up to the girl. "Excuse me! You wanna run that by me again?!"

Students both young and old began to look at the scene that played out in front of them.

Jiji stepped back shocked that someone had finally stood up to her, but still she held her ground.  "깜.둥.이."

One of Angel's friends stood up "listen Jiji the entire school knows you just pick on people because you're insecure! But there's no reason to pick on someone because of their race korean or mixed, black or white!"

"Thanks Sojin but she caught me on a bad day." Angel said before grabbing Jiji by her hair and pulling her on the ground, the two girls swinging some hits landing others completely missing. Their fight was cut short when teachers grabbed hold of the two and pulled them apart.

"You fucking bitch!" Jiji yelled.

"Two words.. suck a cock!"

******

Schools office.

"..... that's what happends Mrs. and Mr. Yoon. Your daughter.. Angel was heard telling Jiji to.. quote "suck a cock." As she was pulled off of Jiji. Here at Seoul School of Arts and Performances, we do not condone this behavior."

Jeonghan looked at y/n who was quite upset. He said what they were both thinking. "Well.. what are they going to do about the girl that called my child that name? Which by the way Angel that was three words."

Angel rolled her eyes earning a slap on the thigh from her mother. "Don't roll your eyes at you father. And Jeonghan don't encourage this behavior!"

"I wasnt!" He sneered looking at Angel winking.

Y/n cocked her head to the side waiting for answers.

"Well because her parents are one of the many investors in our school she-"

"Won't be expelled." Y/n said as she walked out clearly pissed off.

"Yeobo, wait." Jeonghan pressed.

"No! This school clearly cares more about money and representation than the safety and comfort of their students, so no I won't wait! Angel let's go." Y/n said sternly.

Angel slowly go up from her seat Jeonghan quickly followed after his wife and daughter.

"Jeonghan." The headmaster called out stopping Jeonghan in his tracks.

"Don't.. the public with hear about this."

He slamed the door shut as he entered the hall speed walking as to catch up to his wife and child catching y/n mid-sentence.

"..I can't believe you fought that girl! You know damn well that we blacks have a bad reputation because of white media and you further proved that shit to you fellow class mates.." y/n wispered looking at Angel then to Jeonghan.

Jeonghan waited until y/n turned the corner then wrapped his arms around his daughter. "Did you win tho?"

Promoting a giggle from Angel. "Yes appa.."

"I will beat you the fuck up, no cap..." they both said making popping sounds with their lips and lightly stomping their foot on the hard ground.

"That why your my Angel. Ignore your mom.. she's just upset, we both are and you should be upset as well.." he said.

Angel looked up at him "I know. I know what she meant to but.. Jiji had it coming. If it wasn't gonna be me it was gonna be someone else.."

Jeomghan pulled her into a hug. "Its alright. I'm on your side."

"Ugh! I know you are, now get off me your damaging my street cred."

#seventeen kpop #kpop #ambw imagines #ambw scenarios #ambw fic #seventeen ambw #yoon jeonghan #jeonghan

[gofancyninjaworld]

Why do you think Genos isn't weak? I agree that he can fight monsters but he won't stand a chance against strong monsters. He has been with Saitama for the longest time but he never learned anything. His naivety is the reason why he is weak, he is still consumed by the "normative awareness". His reaction to Amai Mask's transformation is a proof of that. His mindset never grew. He respects Saitama but does not understand him, which is why he is weak.

Please let me apologise in advance. First, this is long. Second, I do have a lot of thoughts.

Yeah, But

There isn’t a character in this series where the fanbase disagrees with the writer so deeply as this guy.  When interviewed, ONE insouciantly said ‘Genos is rather strong, even for a Class S hero,’ and fans went, ‘huh? You could have fooled us!’  It’s not without cause.  No matter how well his fights go, ONE always makes sure that we can append an asterix to it, that we can go yeah, but*

Right from the get go, every victory is downplayed. He thrashed Armored Gorilla, but we had no idea how strong Armored Gorilla was. Not for many, many chapters, until a much-shrunken, unarmored Armored Gorilla killed a tiger-level monster with one punch.   He clears a city and defeats two troublesome demon-level monsters in a matter of minutes? Yeah, but look at the state of his arms and oh! see, see, he just got flattened by that other monster!  Bang needs to save Garou from his clutches?  Yeah, but what if Garou was well?  He’s turning monster after monster into Cubist expressions without getting a speck of blood on him? Yeah, but it’s not like we can see what’s going on – the camera pans everywhere else.  He does the unbelievable against Elder Centipede?  We start going wow, followed quickly by – yeah but the monster regenerated, he’s fated to always lose.  He destroys G-5 without effort?  Oh My GAWD!  The Honour of Atomic Samurai [1] Has Been Besmirched!  (me: huh how does that follow? No, don’t explain – I do understand. Because Genos is seen as weak, if he does what another character couldn’t, then it’s seen as a disgrace to the other character, not an achievement for him.)

battle without honour – if he beat Garou, then he’s a bully, if he didn’t, then he’s a wimp

Of course, the converse is also true. If Genos is having a bad time, the camera lingers in 4K with extra slow-mo. And if the action switches, like when he went from struggling against G-4 to working out how to shut the robot’s lasers down and pull it into punching range, the camera pans away, returning only to feast on the grisly aftermath.

The final clincher is Genos himself, who never reacts with the slightest sense of celebration or triumph no matter how well a fight goes.  His lack of joy in fights is something that ONE has emphasised to Murata.   Being able to celebrate with characters is half the joy of watching them fight.

by contrast, hell yeah, Metal Bat! The story leaves no room for doubt that Metal Bat’s to be found awesome. And he is!  :)

The reason I go into all this is that I get it: Genos is presented to us in a way that gives us cause to doubt his strength.  In that, he’s like the opposite of Saitama, who is presented to us so we can have no doubt as to his strength, but to the internal audience in a way that keeps raising doubts in their minds.

But Genos is strong. He’s physically very strong, very fast, and versatile.  And he’s far less fragile than he is popularly made out to be. There is no reason he shouldn’t be able to take on very strong monsters, subject to match up (like almost every other hero [2]). However, ONE will make damn sure that Genos does not get to appreciate how much more powerful he has grown. What’s it going to be? What’s it going to take this time to knock down Demon Cyborg? Are several cadre going to attack him at the same time? Or will the super-insane monster that looks like the lovechild of Smaug, better-looking Sauruman and a hydra perched at the top of the mile high tower do him in first?  What’s going to *keep* him down? Place your bets, folk: the outcome is sure to be gruesome.

Which actually brings me directly to addressing your assertion: “…but he won’t stand a chance against strong monsters.“  Because it presupposes that Genos MUST be weak, any monster he defeats can’t possibly be strong.  A more honest rephrasing would be ‘I’m not prepared to accept that any monster that Genos could defeat is strong.’

No mental growth? Really?

That’s the physical part.  Let’s go onto mentality.  Annoyingly, I have to treat the manga and webcomic as separate entities at this point.  If you like the detail, I’ve written an extensive side-by-side comparison essay: link. You can skip it for this answer. :)

You know what would have made me think Genos weak?  If Saitama’s fears for what might be happening to him the morning he caught up with Garou had come true:

Before Elder Centipede showed up, Genos had told Garou that he’d finally begun to understand what Saitama had been saying to him about strengthening his spirit.  And then ONE put that to the test when he put Genos in the worst pinch the latter had ever been in: chopped in half and about to be devoured by a monster, with the only heroes watching those who’d proved impotent [3] to do anything to the monster.  Instead of giving up the way he had against Mosquito Girl, Genos dug deep and not only saved himself, but counter-attacked and burned the monster from stem to stern.  That is excellent: there is no place for a character who cannot find self-efficacy in a pinch.  

Without doubt, Genos has further to go, but in the manga it is wilful blindness to claim that he hasn’t developed mentally.

Now, let’s move onto the webcomic.

Even though ONE has done far less with his character in the webcomic than he has in the manga, Genos is back and fighting when most of his classmates are still rolling on the ground, unable to come to terms with losing. There is a real strength to getting up again and moving forward. 

It’s not that Genos doesn’t have any doubts: he does.  From his crushing realisation that he had made a mistake in giving up his human body to asking if he can really become stronger by changing his parts, Genos is very aware of a sense of stagnation and appears very worried by something.  But still, he’s not giving up and he’s not stopped looking to make progress.

even as Saitama despairs of being able to help, he cannot fault Genos for his determination

Still, why cheer for a loser?

There’s a real cognitive dissonance in fans who praise to the high heavens and write as inspirational Saitama’s words to keep trying and moving forward, no matter what, and yet are happy to mock Genos for doing exactly that.

There’s no honour for you if you laugh at characters taking Saitama’s advice

It’s amazing.  Does anyone imagine that before Saitama became too strong, he never failed? Really?  Saitama himself will disagree with that!  Sometimes success looks like reaching the summit of a mountain, but often, it’s only visible in the rearview mirror.  We saw it took Saitama a long time to finally accept that yup, he was just the strongest.

Something I came to realise a while back, people say they love seeing struggle, but real fights don’t sell well in mass media (yes, I have more extensive thoughts on this, here). We like the struggle, but we want the assurance that the underdog has something in their favour that will guarantee that we’re backing a winner.  At one level, we know we’re just watching *how* Garou is going to succeed… at least until Saitama body-checks him to great dramatic effect.

Goodness knows that everything is arranged against Genos and success. I’m sure you’ll have no trouble recounting most of them:

His lack of a biological body to train up.

His dependence on a mechanical body with its set in stone limitations.

His dependence on the cleverness and resources of others.

His lack of innate talent or heritage (and if he had any, they’ve long since been binned).

His stubborn persistence on a pathway we’re sure cannot possibly succeed.

His mentality, which is getting better, but isn’t there yet.

His persistent psychological problems that put him at high risk of turning into a monster instead.

The unresolved mysteries surrounding him, which make lots of fans think there’s a devastating revelation at hand from which he cannot recover.

And oh, he’s not the most likeable or relatable character out there. It shouldn’t be a factor, but it totally is.

And yet, Genos hasn’t stopped moving forward.  No idea how far he’ll get, but so far, Genos has not set himself a limit to the number of times he’s willing to get himself up and try again.  Not only that, he’s raised his sights higher, not lower.

For that and more, I’m not only happy to call Genos strong, but I’m willing to follow along with him however far or short his journey ends up being.

The risk of heartbreak is worth the excitement of seeing a real fighter working out his uncertain destiny.

no one can accuse him of lacking ambition. Gambatte!

Asides

[1] I know there’s a meme going round about Atomic Samurai being weak, but it’s as much in jest as the one about King being strong.  Anyone believing Atomic weak has piss-holes for eyes.

[2] There’s a reason Phoenixman highlights four heroes in particular – Blast, Tatsumaki, Metal Knight and King (Saitama).  They’re the heroes who are so strong that they’ve broken out of the tyranny of match up.  Everyone else has something they can’t deal with.

[3] You’re calling two old men impotent? Have you no shame?! In general, no, I haven’t much shame.  In this specific instance, it is entirely warranted.

#OPM #meta #asks #replies #Genos #long answer #fandom #aren't you sorry you asked? :) #the trouble with feats is that it makes one very easily led by the presentation #if Genos gets what he wants and stays human #especially if he grows strong #just watch how many people will jump on the bandwagon of 'always having been a fan' #and will look for inspiring quotes to put up #I'm only slightly cynical why?

[themarcusmoreno]

unsteady

an: this doesn’t have a read more bc i don’t know how to do them tbh AND i’m posting from mobile. any errors present are yet again my own. i tried to give my dumbass, baby boy javier what i took away in timing is everything. i suggest listening to this version of the song that inspired the title and i hope that you guys enjoy it, i’m proud of this one. i left this with a possiblity for more, if that’s something you’d like to see let me know! feedback is welcome! //// tagging: @spacedadheadcanons, @bonkybaaarnes, @callingmrsbarnes, @buckywiththegoodglare, @drakecaggiula91, @thatsonehellofajedi, @mando-vibes, @i-like-those-odds, @i-am-forever-a-fan, @fvckingavengers, @ikeatwins776

You found becoming a DEA agent to be an easy task, falling into the training and field work like they were second nature. You made a name for yourself, eager to the fight and quick to solve the issues presented to you. So, when the opportunity came for you to take an open post in Colombia, in Bogotá, you took it. Transportig your life to the new country seemed easy enough but finding your place amongst the senior agents proved troublesome, especially when Javier Peña seemed to be involved. You'd been placed with him and his partner, Steve Murphy. Where Steve had warmed up to you quickly, Javier stayed distant and cold. Every bit the asshole you had been warned he would be.

Over the coming months, you saw small breaks in the persona the man presented. Whether it was when you joined he and Steve for drinks after a particularly rough day or at the "family dinners" that Connie held once a week. You, even in the briefest of moments, got to see a different side of him. One that showed the crinkle of his face as he laughed at one of the jokes Steve shared, the warmth of his smile as he watched Connie with the Murphy’s little girl and even the lingering glance he'd give you as you told stories about your early days as an agent. A smirk played on his lips every time he saw you home safely and bid you goodnight.

"You know if you keep this up I may think you actually like me or something, Peña." A smile spreads across you face as you lean against the doorway of your apartment.

"Now what would give you that idea?" Javier has a smile of his own as watches you, arms crossed over his chest and head tilted upward ever so slighty.

You chuckle and roll your eyes, turning to disappear into your quiet home. "Goodnight, Javier."

A brief wave of somethig like sadness fills his chest as he watces you turn away, his arm aching to reach out and grasp yours but instead he is met with the soft click of your door. "Yeah.. goodnight, cariña." He mumbles, sighing and rubbing his jaw before he backs away to head to his own place just a floor below.

In the coming weeks, you saw more of that change in Javier. Once in him lingering near the entrance of the office long after finishing his cigarette, fresh cup of coffee in hand for the both of you. You hid the soft smile that crept on to your face at the gesture behind your cup, walking along with him as he explaied yet another lead in the hunt for Escobar. You saw it again in him seeking you out after another raid had failed and your team had lost four men. You'd be alone, gathering your own thoughts when the knocking at the door had pulled you from your silence. Wiping your face quickly, you opened the door to him standing there looking no better than you felt. His jaw clenched and eyes tired as he took your appearance in slowly.

"Mind if I come in?" The softness of his request betraying the way his features held such frustration. You gave a slight nod and made your way back to the chair you'd previously occupied. When he speaks again there's something in his tone you can't quite place, concern maybe. "I couldn't find you when we got back. You disappeared and nobody saw where you went. I thought you'd left. I needed - wanted to make sure you were okay."

You were silent a few seconds before you brought your gaze to his, fresh tears threatening to spill. "Would you be? I lost men, Jav. I lost four good men because of a fucking raid I planned." There's a bite to your words, not at the man in front you but at the pain in knowing you'd cost someone their life for something you believed in, something you trusted. A wave of nausea brought you to your feet, the emotions overwhelming. You let the tears fall, not noticing the gentle pressure of Javier's hand on your arm as he pulled you close. You didn't fight him, instead you turned into him and gave yourself over to the sobs that racked your body.

"Easy, cariña. Easy." Javier rubbed the small of your back, holding you close and letting you cry. His heart broke for the pain you felt and the thought of the guilt you carried. "What happen.. What happen today, it wasn't your fault. The best laid plans fall apart every fucking day and I know that better than anyone else. So does Steve. But this, this raid and what happen to those men wasn't your fault. You want someone to blame, you blame me. Not yourself, me. Understand?"

You listened to him, your tears slowing as spoke to you. Firm but gentle. When you did't respond he said your name softly, repeating his question. "Blame me, no one else. Understand?" He gave you gentle squeeze, words slightly muffled by your hair as he rested his chin against you.*You nodded slowly, pulling away from his tear strained shirt, and answering. "I understand but - "

"No buts. You did your job well today and thats what matters for now. Losing men is never easy but we recover, come back harder the next time and you can bet we will. Harder and faster than this time. We'll avenge the fallen and take that bastard Escobar down a peg or two when we do." Javier looks over your face, absentmindedly reaching to brush a stray tear from your cheek. He lets his hand linger before he shakes his head a little and steps back. "You should take the day. I'll get your reports done. Just go home and rest, yeah?"

You don't stop him as he pulls away, don't reach out fo him the way you want, instead you nod slowly and wrap your arms around yourself to savor the bit of his warmth left. "Are you sure, Jav?"

"Positive, miel. Go home, rest and I'll check on you when I get done here." He gives you a soft smile, not hesitating to reach out and brush your hair from your face. "Maybe I'll bring food too."

"Nothing you cook though because I want to survive the night." You smirk, laughing at his look of shock. "Sorry, you're a great agent but a shit cook." When he grumbles a response, you just shake your head and press a gentle kiss to his cheek. "Thank you, Jav." You squeeze his arm and smile, glancing back at him before you step out into the hallway.

He feels it then, the unsteady beating of his heart as he watches you leave. The feel of your lips still on his cheek and your scent lingering on his shirt, he knows what it is but he won't say it, at least not aloud. He just sighs, "Shit..."

The month that follows is different, you can't place it but something is different between you and Javier. He's more attentive, checks in on you more frequently. Lingering touches, soft smiles and few too many quiet moments shared for you to keep ignoring whatever may be there growing between the two of you. You don't get to bring it up to him, address the elephant in the room, before another wave of information comes in. Leads you needed to help the raid you, Javier and Steve were planning. Though leery to go out again, your partners encouragement had you eager to finally put a dent in the armor Pablo Escobar thought he wore.

"We've get every possibly scenario covered. Too many guards, too few guards. Nothing in the lab, something in the lab. Civilians present, no civilians present. I'm not saying it's perfect but its about the best damn plan we've had in a while." Steve looks up from the map to the small gathering of men, including you.

"Doesn't mean we shouldn't be careful. Expect the unexpected, I don't want another repeat of last time." Your arms cross over your chest as you look at everything spread across the table. “Everyone gets a vest, everyone has a partner. You watch each others back. We work quickly, we get home faster."

"Well you heard her. Date prisa, go get the gear and be out front in ten." Javier gives your arm a firm squeeze and winks before he joins the other men leaving the room.

You feel his gaze on you before you speak, sighing as you look at Steve. “What Murph?"

"You gonna tell him?" Steve quirks an eyebrow as he pops his gum and rocks on his heels.

Your breath catches and you brush it off as a cough as you start to speak again. "I don't know what you mean. There's nothing to tell anyone."

Steve scoffs, shaking his head as he gathers things from the table. "Uh huh. You keep telling yourelf that, darlin.” He smiles and squeezes your shoulder, "If it helps, he feels the same way. I've been that asshole's partner long enough to know when he's fallen for someone and that someone happens to be you." He heads towards the door, glancing back once more. "Just... Just don't wait too long to tell him. With our job, we aren't always promised tomorrow. But I told him the same thing and so far no one has made a move.”

You hesitate in the now quiet room and let Steve's words sink. Whatever you felt, Javier felt it too. You wouldn't wait past today, you'd tell him as soon as you could. "I'll tell him tonight." With vocal confirmation, you nodded to yourself and went out to join your men.

Javier had been right that day in the office as he held you close, the best laid plans really do fall apart and its usually in the worst of ways. There had been an ambush waiting, a leak from your own department tipping the guards off. You were all outnumbered before you even got there, but when you did you gave them hell. Losing two of your own men as they worked to stop the assault. When the man you'd paired yourself with was taken down, you felt the fear of not making it set in. It make you hyper aware, but not enough. Javier had covered your six after your partner went down, keeping an eye on Steve as well. That's how he saw him, lurking just out of your peripheral vision and coming up fast. The solid body crashing into you was enough to distract you from the shots but when the body didn't hurriedly move, you knew something was wrong. You shifted enough and the body of your protector landed beside you, causing him to groan lowly. You could see the blood pooling slowly, panic rising as your eyes traveled up to his face. Javier.

"Steve, fuck! Steve, get some medic here. Javi is shot, he's bleeding out!" You look around for Steve, locking eyes with him as he brings his walkie to his mouth.

"Necesito abulancia. Oficial de policía abajo." He listens to the feedback and curses. "Goddamnit! They're ten minutes out, he got that long?"

You survey the area of the pooling blood, grimacing at the pained sound Javier produces. "Maybe.. I can't be sure. He took a couple rounds, looks like they went through but its not good. It doesn't look good, Murph." You feel the familar burn of tears as they start to form. Steve's voice fading away as you look down to the soft call of your name. "Jav? Take it easy for me, okay? Try not to move."

Javier blinks softly, the vision of you him above edged in darkness. "Mi sol.." He winces, grasping at your hand as you press it against the wounds. "Oh mi sol, I'm sorry."

His sun. You blink back tears as you look him, cupping his face carefully with your free hand. "Javier, why? Why would you do this?" You don't hold back, letting the tears fall freely. The sound of the ambulance outside not pulling you from the moment. "Javi, why? I don't - I can't lose you now."

Javier smiles, its weak and fading but he smiles as he squeezes you hand and starts to lose consciousness. "This.. This is about keeping you alive." When he starts to drift off, he hears hurried spanish and your cries.

A week. Javier Peña lays in a drug induced coma for a week before he starts to become aware again. Its slow at first, a groan that has you gathering a nurse then a few mumbled curses as starts to fully wake up. You watch him drink slowly from the cup of offered water. Closing his eyes again before he slowly opens them once more to scan the room, you hear his breath catching softly as he looks at you. You don't hear the nurse leave, you don't feel yourself move until your close to his side and his hand is in yours. The warm, tan skin familiar and welcome in your grasp.

You get choked up as you start to speak, the reassuring squeeze of his hand in yours bring the words forward. "I.. I thought I lost you."

Javier's voice comes out soft, raspy from lack of use. "Can't kill me if they wanted to, miel. I'm too fucking stubborn to die." He laughs and grimaces, shifting in the bed for you to have room to sit.

You reach up, rubbing his cheek gently once you finally join him. "Well you at least got the stubborn part right." You tease, wiping your eyes as you look at him. Stubble lines his jaw and chin, his hair unkempt and you know he's never looked better. Never looked more alive.

"What's on your mind?" He questions, running his thumb over your knuckles as he watches your eyes shift over him.

"Do you remember what you said? Before you blacked out?" You work your lip between your teeth before he slowly reaches up and pulls it free.

"Si." He cups your cheek, no hesitation in his movements. "Por qué?"

"What did you mean? 'This is about keeping you alive.' What does that mean?" You lean into his hand, savoring the feel of him against your skin.

Javier shifts, taking his hand from your face and wincing he sits up more. When he's finally up and stable, he leans in presses a soft kiss to your lips. Sighing against your mouth as you return his affection, he breaks the kiss and rest your foreheads together. "It means that I can't picture my life without you in it and I don't want to. I'm sorry I waited so long to tell you that, to tell you I love you."

You smile, matching his own as you kiss him again. "Glad to know it takes almost dying to get you to confess your feelings." You joke, closing your eyes and basking in the moment with Javier. "I love you too and I'm not going anywhere."

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[mutantjournalist]

teenage mind

II ➼ Stay Frosty, Royal Milk Tea

Not having anything better to do, Corey sat on the sidelines and watched the team practice. She sat criss-cross on the floor next to Shimizu and had her back against the GYM wall, her emo playlist blasting in her eardrums.

After a half an hour of watching the boys hit balls at each other, Corey decided to text her brother about the Water Cart situation.

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Once practice was over and wanting to help out, Corey volunteered to help put equipment away. Which became a hilarious endeavour when she had to jump to untie the top knot of the net. After struggling for a minute, a boy with droopy yet kind eyes (whose name she learned was Ennoshita) helped and the two put the net away in the storage room.

Since the practice was over, Corey whipped out her phone and texted Percy to pick her up. As soon as she hit send, she heard a commotion outside the room. She stepped out and saw Tanaka open the metal doors.

"Huh? You guys?"

‘Wait, are those guys still here?’

"Were you guys always here!?"

Being curious, Corey quickly grabbed her backpack that was leaning against a wall and popped her head from around the door to get a look. The two boys from that evening stood at the front of the steps to the GYM. They mumbled to each other before speaking up and facing Tanaka and Corey, and Suga and Daichi who had just joined.

"Please have a match with us!"

"Us versus you senpais!"

As Tanaka and Corey were surprised, Sugawara sighed and slapped his palm to his face. The two boys counted down.

‘Okay, what're they doing?’

"WE'LL PROVE WE CAN WORK TOGETHER BY PLAYING AS TEAMMATES!!" They shouted.

‘Dudes, you're just making things harder for yourselves JFC…’

"INDEED, SINGLE CELLED!" Tanaka laughed.

"Even though we heard you counting so you could say it together..." Suga sighed.

Sawamura said nothing but gave the two boys at the foot of the steps a hard stare, one that the black haired boy returned.

"What if you lose?" Sawamura finally spoke.

The orange haired was taken aback, but the other responded for him.

"We'll take any punishment you give us!"

"Really?" Sawamura questioned. After a second, he shrugged. "Well, that's fine with me. Other than you guys, there are still other first years that are going to join us. Why don't you guys play three vs. three with them? It's a game we usually play so that the first years that enter each year can get a feel for the club."

"But," the boy with orange hair finally spoke up. "It's three vs. three, right? We still need one more person..."

"Tanaka, why don't you join them on that day?" Sawamura replied without hesitation.

"Huh!? Me!?"

"You said you don't hate people like them, didn't you?"

"But I don't want to have anything to do with them either!"

Corey snorted.

‘He reminds me of Colin lmao.’

Sawamura sighed. "Even I thought someone like you would be good at taking control of problem children..."

He seemed to know how to push Tanaka, as the latter boy happily smacked the shorter first year on the side of his arm.

"Okay! Let's do this! Aren't you happy!!"

‘Again. He reminds me of Colin.’

"And Hamilton."

She perked up and tensed at Sawamura calling her name.

"Y-Yes!"

"You can join them too. To watch over the troublesome first years. Your water crew duties can start the day of the game!"

‘But I don't wanna! I have my own life to live! I'm not gonna babysit these problem children!’

"Sure!" she replied with a smile and screamed internally.

‘Well, I have no life to waste and am too nice for my own good. FML.’

"Anyhow," the third year caption continued. "In the case that you guys lose, even if it's not for long, as long as us third years are around, Kageyama won't be allowed to be the setter. Of course, I'll make sure our advisor approves."

Corey had no idea what a 'setter' was but guessed it was a position in the game and the boy with black hair (whom she guessed was that Kageyama boy Sawamura mentioned) really cared for it, as his facial expression changed from one of confusion to shocked in a second.

"Is that it?" the smaller boy asked, clearly confused that that was the only card on the table.

"It's not just a simple punishment," Sawamura continued on. "Someone who loses a match because they only relied on their own abilities to win... A self-centred person like that cannot lead a team to victory."

Kageyama stood there both stunned and angry.

‘Ooh, spill that tea sis!’

"What's wrong?" the captain continued. "It's not like I'm refusing your entrance to the club. With your talent, you could easily handle any other position."

"I AM A SETTER!"

Corey jumped back at being startled (and out of fear) as Kageyama raised his voice. However, Sawamura remained unfazed and kept his stern gaze at his kohai.

"Then I guess you better win, huh?"

‘Sister shook. This tea is piping hot today!’

Trying to not draw attention to herself as Sawamura spoke, she slowly made her way around the metal door and stood on the top step, ready to bolt once he was done and wait for her brother.

"The game will be this Saturday morning." Sawamura whirled around and walked back into the GYM. "Good?"

Without another word, Sugawara closed the doors behind them, leaving the three first years in the dark of the night, only illuminated by the moon.

‘Bruh, it hasn't even been a day and we're already getting drama.’

There was silence. A silence Corey couldn't stand. So she cleared her throat, catching the boys’ attention, and stuck her hand out.

"Hi. I'm Hamilton Corey."

The shorter boy, who was surprisingly taller than her, bounced up to her, cheeks dusted with pink, and gripped her hand.

"Hinata Shouyou!" he said cheerfully as they shook hands.

She gave him a small smile. Kageyama said nothing, but turned around and began walking away. Hinata and Corey followed behind him.

"What's wrong?" Hinata finally spoke up, addressing Kageyama. "Are you angry because you're the only one being punished?"

Silence.

"But it's like Captain said, isn't it?" Hinata pestered on. "Even if you're not the setter, you'll be able to become regular really fast, right? Anyways, aren't spikers cooler than setters? Don't you think Hamilton-san?"

"Uh...." She drew a blank. She didn't know the positions and was a complete novice to the game. "I dunno. I just know I suck at the game."

"Spikers are so cool!" Hinata smiled. "They hit the ball like 'Slam!'" He smacked the air in front of her. "Like that!"

"WHY YOU!"

Kageyama grabbed Hinata but the hem of his tracksuit jacket, lifting him a foot above the ground.

"Oi!" Corey tried to defuse the situation, but the boy who had about one foot on her ignored her.

"A setter is like a team's leader!" he screamed in Hinata's face. "In a match, it's the setter that handles the most balls! Didn't you know that!?"

‘That's an innuendo for something LMAO!’

"Isn't the leader the coolest!? The spikes you love so much can't be done without the setter's toss!!"

"Th-that's because- Maybe it's because it's too complex, but setter’s just too boring to me," Hinata sputtered out.

With an exasperated sigh, Kageyama let go of Hinata's jacket.

"Have either of you seen a major game live before?" he asked.

"No." Corey and Hinata replied.

"How about on TV?"

"Still a nope," Corey said as Hinata voiced a loud, "I HAVE!"

"On TV, you see the game being played from the sides," Kageyama explained. "It's hard to understand from that angle. But when you go to watch a game live, you can see it from the back. Directly."

He became so animated and excited about how a setter can toss a ball toward the spiker at blazing speeds, and the spiker can still manage to it. It all sounded so interesting to Corey, who had only witnessed the sad games during her middle school PE class.

"It's true that spikers are cool, but to trick opponents and open up a path from the wall in front of the spiker... The only position that's difficult, yet cool and interesting is the setter's."

"Sugoi..." Corey muttered under breath (because she's a dirty otaku), her eyes filled with wonder and curiosity as she stared at Kageyama.

‘Wait, shit, that means if he loses the game on Saturday... Oh, big oofity.’

Kageyama seemed to have thought the same, as his facial expression changed from mild annoyance at Hinata to slight anger in a second.

"It's okay as long as we win, right?" Hinata said. "You were so confident even when going up against the senpais, weren't you?"

Kageyama averted his gaze in thought.

"I'll deal with your shitty pass until Saturday."

"SHITTY!?"

Corey blew a raspberry to try and conceal her laughter. "Okay, guys, no more fighting for tonight." She stood in between the two boys, hoping that would do something to defuse the tension.

"Well, we can't use the gymnasium to practice though," Hinata sighed.

"Shit, you right..."

‘Maybe they can use it right after their practice is done... But that'll be right around this time and it's already almost 8 pm... And they need to study and do homework 'cause if they don't they'll probably have to drop out of the club because they won’t have a high enough GPA to be eligible to continue an afterschool activity-‘

"AH! CHOO!"

"Jesus tap-dancing Christ!" Corey muttered under her breath from surprise.

Someone made a really obnoxiously loud sneeze, catching the three (3) first year's attention. Leaning against a window above them was Tanaka, who apparently made the sneeze.

"Tomorrow's practice also starts at 7 AM, right!?" he said loudly, more toward the teens on the other side of the window.

‘Well, that's one way to go about that I guess.’

Hinata and Kageyama agreed to have their practice at five AM and the two left, racing after each other and leaving Corey by herself.

‘I guess I have to be here too. After all, Sawamura-san said I have to watch over them.’

She felt her phone vibrate once more and checked it.

‘Of fucking course…’

She stuffed her phone back in her pocket and ran off in the same direction as Hinata and Kageyama.

"Get in loser we're going shopping!" Percy called to his little sister as she climbed into the passenger seat of his white Chevy pickup truck.

"Was that GIF necessary?"

"Yes, it was. Now... ONTO THE NEAREST SPORTING GOODS STORE!" Percy slammed on the gas and they sped away.

"BRUH WE DON'T NEED TO GO NOW!" Corey screamed at him. "THE GAME'S ON SATURDAY! WE CAN GO GET THE STUFF ON FRIDAY NIGHT BUT WE CAN GET THE WATERS!"

"OKIE DOKIE! I FORGOT MY WALLET AT HOME EITHER WAY!"

“GOD DAMN IT!”

They went to the nearest store, bought about twenty cases of purified waters (Corey, of course, paid with her own money), and once they were all loaded into the back trunk of the truck, they sped home after stopping by a McDonalds.

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