#bitches who are just like “damn I’m in a Cinderella mood?
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A Twisted Halloween: Spectral Soiree Book 4 and Book 5
No thoughts, head full of Wanderer soon
Book 4: Escalating Fight
I’d Like to Move On & Nary a Chaperone
Silver…
Crowley what you doing on this line
Yeah Jack and Silver are highkey too serious to be startled
Plus the skills/abilities they have
Man I can’t wait till I get stopped lol
We are big behind y’all
Oh we back at the school
Well I guess someone has to die then, Sam
looks around the room
Highkey why do they listen to this old coot
Silver/Jamil/Jack | Bury the Lede
Oh baby I have to do 90 lessons
I wanna perish
Oh northern shaftlands are forestry!
WAIT
SILVER IS LITERALLY FUCKING SLEEPING BEAUTY
Listen, two things:
One, Ion her name. I may have owned Sleeping Beauty on VSC, she was not on the same level as Brandy as Cinderella.
Two, yeah we know Silver is SB, but damn it is sometimes crazy. I didn’t watch the live action Maleficent movies but—
Silver, sweetheart
What do you mean you fought bears
JACK STARTING FIGHTS WITH THE UNSUSPECTING
AND HERE’S A ROAD BLOCK
Just Keep Going & Kneel Before Me
And we're back!
So in the time that I was supposed to do 10 lessons with Jamil
I ended up doing the 30
Then 20 with Ortho in Alchemy
Oh and I also updated both this and my writing blog, so go give those a look on desktop lol
Imma be real tho, I’m very tired of these back to back fights
Jack…
PRINCESS SILVER
THAT’S ALL I CAN SAY
Just a schemer
Lilia was just teaching you whatever the fuck huh
Oh baby we’re in that one forest from Nightmare Before Christmas
WAIT WE HAVE TO DO ANOTHER SET OF POSSESSED PEOPLE
GIRL
KALIM
I’m surprised Jamil didn’t say more shit
But he probs will after this fight lol
SILEEENCE
Oh baby my job is barking up a storm
In her sleep
SILVER WITH THIS PRINCESS OF HEART SHIT
“And I’m sure Jamil feels the same way.”
Jamil who was minding his damn business and wanted nothing to do with the speech: What.
Oh wait that does kinda make sense
Oh hi Jamil
That the students would be possessed to be taken over
And that’s how even those with keen senses wouldn’t have known
Riddle/Ruggie/Ortho/Jade | Seize the Initiative & Rule 124
WHAT
RIDDLE HAD NEVER SEEN THE OCEAN UNTIL COMING TO THE SCHOOL
BITCH WHERE IS THE BEACH EPISODE
Ooooooo~
Me holding up a camera as Ortho scares the ghosts:
You’re doing amazing, sweetie
Oh my god what rule is this
…
:)
I’m all ears
RIDDLE SWEETHEART WHAT ARE YOU DOING
OH MY GOD
WHAT KIND OF FUCKING RULE IS THAT
SIX HOURS?????
FLOYD NOT IMPRESSED AND YOU KNOW IT JADE
AND HE WAS SINGING
OH NO HE’S BEEN CAUGHT DURING THE REENACTMENT
Ruggie, Riddle is pissed.
He’s probably gonna set the dead ocean on fire before leaving
NOT ANOTHER ROADBLOCK
A Comfy Bed & Is This Blackmail?
My fucking laptop died lol
This position sucks
ANYWAY
HE’S ALWAYS MAD ABOUT THE WERIDEST SHIT
WHEN YOU WALK AWAY YOU DON’T HEAR ME SAY
NOOOOOO
WE’RE IN THE FUCKING STAIRCASE
AGAIN
SIMPLE AND CLEAN
Okay whose next
WHO THE FUCK JUST USED STEAL
Oh its Azul!
SHIKAMARU???
ADMDM,AS.DMSA,DASM .SADM
ORTHO WITH THE CASUAL ASS
“Yeah I was recording literally everything. I’m always recording literally everything.”
Rook/Trey/Sebek/Deuce | Take More Interest! & A Major Influence
This is certainly a group
Okay so Silver knew about Mulan
And Rook knows about Mushu
Sebek talking about the three good fairies
WHAT
WAIT
GIRL
WHAT THE FUCK IF
SEBEK AND ROOK WERE RELATED
BITCH
NOT TREY GUSHING OVER THE FACT THAT SEBEK’S DAD IS A DENTIST
Oh my god Deuce is in a fucking mood
Oh my god trey is such a fucking nerd
Love him
PERIODT DEUCE period
YOU STUCK UP FOR YOURS
Nah nah nah
Rook why you running from the question
I hold Cater and Rook so close and just go
“What the fuck is going on with y’all?”
Small-Time Punk & Lack of Confidence & But A Prelude
Alright who's next
CATER
ITS CAY-CAY
I wassjust talking bout you
Deuce— he’s talking ya language
And highkey Trey that’s the problem
Cater needs to pop off at someone
WOAH
THE VOICE THO
WAIT TWO???
VIL???
Oh this has to be the one that possessed Deuce because why is Vil crying
Oh…sorry for ignoring you?
And the ghosts are gone…
MALLEUS????
Oh no we’ve sent him into a tizzy
Leona/Ace/Floyd/Epel | Get Digging & No-Man’s Land
Onto the last group!
SIKE
Gotta do the last few lessons
That took so much longer
Leona: I learned a valuable thing in the lab…ADHD
Ace bestie…
You better chill with Leona my beloved
SKSKSKSKSKSKSK
TWO WITH ONE
Oh honey’s gonna sing for the class
…
You can’t see it but I’m making a
“Gon head and explain” face
That’s Cute & Serves You Right
LOOK AT ACE
JUST KNOWING SHIT
But I mean yeah…you do play Basketball with Floyd soooo
Whose the last person?
I am simply not keeping count
OH SHIT IT’S IDIA
Idia I’m so sorry they're gonna hit you harder than they need to.
ACE YOU BITCH
Yes, yes you do, Leona.
They funny thing about it is
Idia is probably pretty fucking strong
You and your big mouth, Ace
THAT WAS IT???
What a terrible closer…
Good thing they released Book 4 and Book 5 together
And that its gonna be on this same post!
Book 5: Final Fright
Wide Open
Sebek.
No.
NOT MORE STAIRS
GASP
RIDDLE AND ACE
Deuce don’t be mean to bestie
Oh shit everyone’s together!
AWWWW
THE BROTHERS REUNITING
Jade shut the fuck up
Yeah it is kinda weird that y’all all united at this very moment.
A LOCKED DOOR
Chile lemme gon head and summon the Keyblade
Have this open in a jiffy
IS THAT THE DOOR
THE DOOR TO DARKNESS?
In Milord’s Presence & Breach of Etiquette
What the hell
One of them pictures on the wall look like Oogie
Who laughing
And why is it Lilia
I FUCKEN KNEW IT
I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS
PUSHED HIS OWN SON AWAY
Malleus this is not time to be playing music
I wish I could hear what he was playing lol
Ace: Damn he fucking it up
Everybody playing in on this shit
Cuz these two ain't possessed nor are the others
Riddle: NAH NA NAH
Riddle: WHY THE FUCK AREN’T Y’ALL IN COSTUME
This man is talking to the Heartslabyul students specifically
Still Merely Human & Proper Hospitality & By All Means, Weep
These bitches really bout to make me fight
Silver calling for his father in front of the fam
WHAT THE FUCK
THE VOICE
OH MY GOD
WAIT HE GOT EVASION????
NOT ON MY DUO MAGIGS
NOT MY RIDDLE/RUGGIE DUO MAGIC MISSING
Now we gotta fight Malleus
Yeah you’re right about Riddle
She sure was fighting children
GIRL WHAT
IMMUNITY TO FIRE????
HE’S GOT STRAIGHT UP IMMUNITIES
BB Sebek dedicating the victory to Malleus like he didn’t just fight him
Leona: Oh, so I’m Kingscholar now. Bet. You were never possessed to begin with.
LILIA TO THE RESCUE
PERIODT ACE WORRYING ABOUT THE BESTIES
AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
OUT OUTFITS CHANGED
Aaaa
I liked the purple tho…
And Grim fully broke the cover!
It Define All Logic & Let This One Go & Totally Hostile
These were the ghosts we for some reason never seen
Oh my god
He felt for them at “never been invited”
OH HERE I COME
FINALLY AT LEAST
A WHAT
AN ESCAPE ROOM
PERIODT TELL’EM SILVER
WAIT
WHAT
THE REMOVED US FROM THE PLOT YET AGAIN
DO I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING AROUND
Revived Here and Now
OH MY FUCKING
THEY’RE ABOUT TO MAKE A FUCKING DISCO BALL
I'M GONNA THROTTLE SOMEONE
ALL THIS FUCKING MAGIC EFFECTS
JUST FOR A FUCKING DISCO BALL
Listen don’t come for Leona being all smart and shit
NOT A ROADBLOCK
Its fine I only need to do 19 more lessons
A Whole Lotta Steam & Give Me Your Hand & No Need To Be Shy
Oh we got a twistune!
Oh hey we’re back in the plot!
Silver and his disney princess ass
Lilia’s “raise the roof” just about took me out
The girls WILL be fighting after this party is over
OH?
THAT WAS SO CUTE
Wait give who who’s hand?
Also side note
Malleus has a fatass tail
Good for him
ARE YOU FUCKING JEALOUS ACE?
Man get over here and dance with us
Aawwww my little baby Ortho
He’s making so many good memories.
I mean Lilia that is your whole ass son
Yeah you’re strong and shit but he’s still your child and gonna worry about you
“GEE THANKS, DAD”
TOODLES Y’ALL
ITS OVER FOR ME
But what Jamil didn’t know
Is that Lilia is literally Silver’s father
You better hope this doesn’t go to his head
Trey outing himself
He in fact can barely keep with the beat
He will NOT be dancing at the function
Eye on the Ball & I Wasn’t Invited?!
Not Grim falling asleep
He really is like a baby
…and me
Shit let me put some good food back like that
Yeah I’d be ready to sleep too
OH MY GOD THE DISCO BALL IS A FUCKEN PORTAL
…
Oh my fucken
They knew
OH
THEY DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT THE GHOST PARTY
BUT THEY WERE HAVING THEIR OWN
They really said “Move bitch!” to the teachers
Its morning!
It really was a Halloween to remem—
WHAT FUCKING POWERPOINT SLIDESHOW IS THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Twisted Ramblings
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I swear every year I have to think “Hey, didn’t I have this weird fever dream where there was a rip-off of Ever After High but like with a fortieth of the budget, and the dolls barely existed, and Cinderella/Snow White/Sleeping Beauty were made into bimbos?
And then I look it up and nope- it’s real.
What is this??!??
What even are those FACES-
Anyway, back to forgetting this existed 8 years ago.
#fairy tales#fairy tale high#monsterhigh#monster high#ever after high#WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS#why?!#WHY DOES TINKER BELL HAVE OSTRICH LEGS#WHY DO THESE HAVE OUTFITS I WOULD MAKE IN MY STORIES WHEN I WAS LIKE TWELVE#also why are the animated outfits completely different from the dolls?#what is the lore?#are they the kids of fairy tales or what?#the actual fairy tale characters?#bitches who are just like “damn I’m in a Cinderella mood?#but what have they done to you Tink?#like descendants wasn’t my cup of tea but damn they look like masterpieces compared to this#worst part is these are probably like $5000 each just because no one liked them when they came out#WHY IS RAPUNZEL A FUCKING COUNTRY MUSIC STAR?!#WHY DOES BELLE LOOK LIKE SHE’s ABOUT TO MAKE A MEAN ‘I’m not like other girls’ post?!#why does tinker bell have wings but Ariel has legs?#why does only one girl wear a crown?#the AGGRESSIVE AMOUNT OF STRIPES I SWEAR#oddly enough I like Snow White’s hooker boots#this legit looks like a parody of girls toys#do NOT look up the Wish Factory pitch#it’s terrifying#WHY DID THEY MAKE FUCKING KITES?!#WHY SO MUCH EMPHASIS ON SWIMGEAR?
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Make A Baby (T’Challa x Reader)
“I'll be your Cinderella-ella (Aye)
Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe meet and m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me
Can meet and make a baby, let's make a baby” - Nicki Minaj
A/N: here’s an idea I thought about writing for MONTHS now but I thought it would be too stupid to write. However, with the tragedy we are currently facing, it wouldn’t hurt to write. If I tagged you in this and you’re not in the mood, please don’t feel obligated to but I wrote it to lift the mood. It’s all fluff and humor so I hope this puts a smile on your face through all the grieving 💞🙏🏾
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You wanted a baby. You NEEDED a baby.
No ifs, ands, and buts about it.
You were ready to bring a life into this world and nurture it. All with your handsome husband King T’Challa. Simple enough, right?
Wrong. Here’s where the problem comes in.
You and T’Challa have only been married for 6 months. When you were engaged, you expressed to your future husband that you wanted to spend at least one year married before trying for a baby. Ultimately, he agreed with you. You know you wanted your husband all to yourself for a year or two before sharing him with a child, but shit changes. Your baby fever was at an all-time high and you wanted a baby now. You wanted to tell him but he seemed happy not having children right now. He got to live his life, do a whole bunch of dangerous shit, come and go as he pleases without worrying his children. He grew to love your agreement while you grew to hate it.
“Fuck it. I want a baby.” You declared quietly as you laid in bed next to T’Challa. The man stirred a bit and mumbled tiredly.
“What did you say, my love?”
Fuck. He was supposed to be 100% asleep. Well, there’s no backing out. Your mother raised a strong woman who says what’s on her mind. Here goes nothing.
“I said I’m feeling achy.”
Wow. You are a pussy. Your mother raised a pussy.
Your loving husband turned to you with a concerned but tired face. “Did you want me to call the medical staff? Because I-“
You bit back a groan and turned your back to him. “No, I’m fine. I just slept wrong. Go back to sleep.”
“Whatever you want, my love.” He planted a kiss on your shoulder and turned back around to sleep.
“I want you to nut in me.” You muttered under your breath.
“Pardon?”
“ I want you to butt and knee! Do some butt and knee workouts! Damn! Good night!”
The next morning, you smacked yourself on the forehead when you walked past the training grounds and saw your husband doing intense squats in his panther suit. He turned to see you and gave you a smile.
“Ahh, my Queen has come to see me do the butt and knee workouts! I am doing them right,
Yes?”
You struggled to put on a fake smile and give him a wave as he demonstrated a squat for you. “Yes, you are, my love! Keep going! I’m proud of you!” You turned away and dropped your smile. You got your husband doing bad bitch workouts because you were too much of a pussy to tell him you want his baby. You gotta do better in life. You ran into Erik who was failing to hold back a laugh.
“Yo why the fuck is T on the training grounds trying to get thick?” Erik laughed harder, looking back at his cousin. “Nigga thinks he’s Megan the Panther or some shit!”
You glared at the laughing royal, crossing your arms. “Erik, it’s not funny. He’s only doing that because I’m an idiot.”
Erik stopped laughing and put on a face of puzzlement. “Wait what?”
You shook your head walking away. “Never mind. It’s a long story that you can’t help me with.”
He caught up to you and stood in your way. “And how do you know that?”
“Because you’re Erik. It’s ingrained in you to always have a bad idea.”
He put a hand on his chest in feigned hurt. “Ow, Ms. Queen! That hurt! You might as well slap a nigga in the face while you’re at it!”
“Oh, that was next. Now move out of my way, N’dickhead!”
“Hey! The nickname shit is my thing!” He shouted after you. “Damn, I miss being the only American here.”
You figured it out. You were going to try the subtle approach. Slightly let him know you were open to having a baby now and it was going to happen on your trip to the market.
The king held your hand tightly as you two walked through the market. You stopped at the carrots and saw an opportunity.
“BABY, look at those cute BABY carrots! Aren’t those BABY carrots so cute?!” You put emphasis on the word “baby.”
He gave you a weird look. “Uhh yes? They are adorable.”
You began to gush even more. “Don’t you wanna just have a BABY carrot?”
T’Challa smirked at you, shaking his head in amusement. “I see what you are trying to say.
You felt relieved as he grabbed you by your waist, lovingly. “You do?”
He planted a kiss on your forehead. “Yes I do and we shall prepare baby carrots when we get home.”
Yes! You were getting your baby! You couldn’t wait but you had to eat dinner first. Gotta get your energy up before you get your legs up. You sat on the opposite side of your husband at the royal table. You made eye contact with him and he winked at you, causing a non-visible blush to appear. The servants brought out the food and you were too stuck in your daydream until Erik’s voice broke you out of it.
“What the fuck is this?”
You looked down on your plate and your smile fell along with it. On the plate was Wakandan cuisine with a shitload of....baby carrots. What the fuck?! You glanced back at your husband who had a face splitting grin.
“What the fuck is this shit?!” Erik questioned and Queen mother slapped his head. “Ow Auntie!”
“Watch your language at the dinner table!” She scolded and turned back to her plate.
“Damn she picking up on the swears......”
“My queen pointed out to me multiple times that she wanted baby carrots today at the market so it is only right I had the chefs prepare some. I told you I could pick up hints, my love!” T’Challa declares happily, digging into his meal.
“Yeah...thank you, sweetheart.” You gritted out, popping a baby carrot in your mouth and you wanted to gag.
Not the gagging you were hoping to do today.
Once dinner was over, T’Challa had to attend a meeting with the tribes and you had Erik come beside you as you walked to the royal garden and you finally explained the weird shit that was happening.
“So what you’re telling me is that I had to sit at that table and eat those nasty ass carrots because you’re too pussy to tell your HUSBAND to give you his dumbass seed?!” Erik glared at you in disbelief. “I swear to God, y’all niggas make it hard for me to stay redeemed.”
You scoffed in annoyance. “Erik, this isn’t about you!”
“Like hell! It became about me when you made me eat those nasty ass carrots!”
You sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Alright! I'm sorry! If it makes you feel any better, I fucking hate carrots and I had to eat them.”
“Just tell that nigga, man. He don’t do hints or all that special shit. You just gotta be blunt and tell it like it is like I do.”
You thought about it and thought about it and finally shook your head. “Nahhhhh. Imma sneak it into a conversation.”
“You should not be this damn nervous to say you want to get nutted in.”
So the next approach was sneaking it into a conversation. How’d that work out? Well...
“Awww look at this! Russell and Ciara had their baby!” You showed him Ciara’s Instagram on your phone. You two were in his office, discussing a trade for him to sign off on.
“Who is Ciara again?”
You rolled your eyes. “A singer. She sang Goodies! My goodies! My goodies! Not my goodies!” You began to sing but he barely paid attention.
“Speaking of Ciara, there was a song meant for her that Nicki Minaj recorded-“
He finally looked at you. “Nicki Minaj! That’s the woman made a Friday the color of pink!”
Ok, so he half listens to you. “Uhhh sure, anyways, she recorded it but never released it. It’s called Make a baby. It’s goes, “maybe you and maybe me can meet and make a baby.” You stared into his eyes singing it slowly.
“Oh, I see why it was not released. No offense but The song sounds terrible.”
You groaned loudly slamming your head on the desk. Why did you marry such a gorgeous yet moronic man?! You should’ve have to spell this out for him.
“My love, do you always slam your head on surfaces? That might be the cause of your aches.”
Okay, so approach #1 and #2 did not work. How about approach #3?
You burst through the doors of his office on a mission.
“I want a fucking baby!”
Your eyes widened, seeing a group of superheroes in his office and not one glimpse of your husband anywhere. This group of superheroes were the fucking Avengers. You were embarrassed was an understatement. T’Challa came up beside you.
“Ahh, I see you’ve all met my beautiful queen, Y/N. Y/N, these are the Avengers.”
You waved sheepishly. “Hey...Avengers...”.
They awkwardly waved back at you in response.
“I heard you say something, my love. What is it?”
Shit. You definitely weren’t going to repeat the words now that you have an audience.
“I said Iran is a maybe! You don’t remember but remember when I said I was making a list of countries to visit next month and I said we were definitely going to Iran? Well, now it’s a maybe. A lot is going on over there. So it’s in the “maybe” column. Yeah.”
You must say, your ability to bullshit and bullshit quickly was impressive. If your future baby inherits that, you’re in trouble.
“Oh okay, we can discuss that later, my love.” He kissed your cheek and you awkwardly turned on your heel to leave the office. Just like that, approach 3 was a complete fail as well. You were such an idiot.
When T’Challa finally retired to your shared bedroom for the day, you were still wide awake. All these approaches were not working. Honestly, fuck approaches. Approaches were not getting you pregnant.
“T’Challa.”
“Yes, my love?”
“I want to have a baby.”
He shifted beside you. “I’m sorry?”
You sighed sitting up in bed and staring at him With all the sincerity you could muster. “I want to have a baby. I know I wanted to wait a year or two but I changed my mind. I’m ready to be a mother now.” You expected him to have a serious face, ready for a discussion but instead, he was....amused. Had his cheekbones poking out along with his signature smirk.
“I was wondering how long it would take for you to tell me that.”
“Oh my God! You knew?!?!!”
He sat up, chuckling at your expense. “Yes, I knew.”
You hit your husband in the chest. “You ass! How long did you know?!”
“When you said it in bed that one night,” T’Challa replied, causing you to hit him again.
“Wait so you had me making an ass out of myself to tell you I wanted to have your child?!”
He held his hands up in defense. “Hey, that was your choice, my love. You should have just told me, instead of creating all these complicated ways to say it. I am your husband. You should not have to beat around the bush with me.”
Damn, he was right. Damn, Erik was right. For once in his life. Damn him.
“So.....what do you say?” You asked sheepishly, avoiding eye contact. You made eye contact when he grabbed your chin and kissed your lips sweetly.
“My love, I’ve wanted children with you ever since I fell in love with you. I was always ready to be the father of your children but I wanted you to be ready to be the mother of my children.”
You smiled widely, kissing him again. “And I am. I am ready to give you children.”
T’Challa began to climb on top of you. “Then what is the holdup? I must...nut in you? Is that the proper language?”
“Yes! Yes, it is! Now do that!”
And unlike your approaches, it only took you and T’Challa one time to get what you wanted.
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Word of Honor - Episode 2 Part 2 - Mirror Lake has more Fire than expected
In an interesting twist of fate Zhou Zishu decides to take the nice munchkin up on his offer to crash at his place for a while.
Thumbs up my dood
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Now the fuck are these guys?
Oh cool. Thanks.
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See? Children chants are creepy! Always!
But especially when driven by plort! (plort was a typo but I’m Keeping it.)
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Finally people treating our man with common decency and respect! Who knew he just needed a fancy bookmark?
Oop. Nevermind
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I have discovered the joys of fucking with people and I’m never going back again
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A fuck this guy again. I’m assuming we’re not supposed to like him? But I don’t like him either way. He has no... je ne sais quoi
He boring. Basic. Bland.
It ain’t good.
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Oh and also you know how you wanted us to keep tabs on Zhou ZiShu? Oh well um.. it’s going great! Great! Yeah... except for... we can’t find him.
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Well if this ain’t a whole ass mood?
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Midnight already? Time for the pain pins to poke me painfully!
This sure is a weird version of Cinderella
gross
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Okay okay so normally the 7 torture nails block your chi? I’m understanding? So you can no longer do martial arts. And he would rather die than lose all his martial arts so he put the nails in slowly so that he could still have SOME of his martial arts. But the point of the nails is still that he wants to die and feels he deserves to be punished as well? Right? So having his martial arts helps mediate the pain which lessons the punishment
and if it weren’t for the punishment aspect couldn’t he have just like... faked the nails? Or would they have been able to tell? I mean this is all dramatic and all but where are your motivations Zhou ZiShu?
work with me here
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Hey?! That’s not sunlight?!?
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Love me a good silhouette shot
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And suddenly everything is on fire???
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Rude
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After watching like 4 people get killed in front of him and a lot of fire and ransacking our protragonists finally thinks perhaps he should get himself involved.
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How is everything a fucking boomerang???
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Pffffff I love it
Tunk thunk
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In another interesting development, the boat man from before is important?????
Also our boy is doing his best with that hat
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Okay I know he’s like a master of disguise and all but like he doesn’t seem to be doing much to actually... hide?
Still love his wiggly sword style
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Um take the kid and fucking run maybe????
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*stalks you from a not very inconspicuous distance*
Didja miss me?
No
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Hate to see you leave but love to watch you go
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Fuck I hate being disarmed.
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This place looks strangely similar to the woodshed...
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The fuck are you?
Wouldn’t you like to know?
Yes I would. That’s why I asked
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There’s just nothing quite like a near death experience to bring people together.
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Take this kid and run!
But sir, you don’t seem to understand! I am the Best Boy! I simply cannot just leave you to die.
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Don’t worry kid! You can’t get in trouble anymore! Your dad is fuckin dead! Surely that’ll bring you some comfort!
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Random Local Boatman is surprisingly honorable and happens to be in debt to the father of the kid who was nice to you that morning.
Life sure is weird.
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He doing him best
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Though it is absolutely understandable, he reacts to being touched by that paper the way I react to walking into a spider web.
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Gramps is a badass
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I do have to say these guys do seem to be much better trained than the usual evil henchmen. And you have to appreciate their aesthetic.
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Seriously!! The best boy!!!!!
This man has helped in a little bit exactly once to repay him for his own kindness an this little teenager is willing to just die for him without hesitation.
Like no, son, the two old men are doing this so that YOU live. You have it backwards.
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Surpriiiiise I’m stalking you too!
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Oh no the henchmen are falling into the drawing things out to emotionally torture their prey thing. Don’t y’all know that giving the protagonist time to recover and/or study your moves is how you die? Did you even GO to henchman school?
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ahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Just.. omg. The noise he made. “Dwaaah!!!”
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Okay kid I know you’re young and under a lot of stress and never really got into the whole martial arts training thing but grandpa is doing better than you literally laying down and covered in cuts. Just sayin
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Aw nuts
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*ding*
Please take your protagonist out of the oven as cooktime has been completed.
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The fighting editing style seems to be a weird splice of nice crisp slowmotion view of the action and spliced together jump cuts and zooms that make for an odd kinda hard to follow combination.
But at least I guess they tend to end on ‘cool pose x”
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“Hey, Beggar! You’re good at martial arts. Somehow this surprises me even though I already knew that???”
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Unexpected trust fall ends better than anticipated
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Das gaee
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He’s bendin’ over backwards for you!!
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Unexpected but definitely varied emotional investments on the fact that Gramps is dying.
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Look at him being all humble.
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Ooh he could be in a medical drama. That is the perfect like sad close your eyes and head shake no I’m sorry he’s not gonna make it. Bravo.
Very delicate.
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“Don’t fuckin’ touch me”
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I’m guilt tripping you into a found family and you’re gonna like it punk
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Sick dude, whats your name?
Shit no one’s asked me that before somehow I’m not ready..
Uh.uh... Zhou Xu.
Nailed it.
“Zhou Xu? Naw that doesn’t sound right.”
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May you learn from this never to underestimate, rob, and otherwise harass your local old boat man for you never know when he may force you through guilt and honor into taking on a ward and a quest under penalty of being haunted by his old ass ghost forever
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Uncle Li has died and most of the group is much more upset about it than they would have anticipated that morning.
Poor ChenLing is having a rough day.
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RIP Uncle Li.
So much for living a carefree couple of years lying drunk in the sun.
It looks like even now you can’t escape your responsibilities Zhou Xu.
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Group of hereto-unknown men arrive in poor time to stop the bonfire
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“What’s wrong?”
Um... maybe... fire??
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I say again, thank you for labeling the people I’m supposed to remember.
Also, why did y’all have to wait for orders before checking out the fuckin boats?
Y’all dumb.
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Hey, Wen KeXing, Not trying to throw off your groove or anything but maybe a funeral isn’t the best time for flirting? Perhaps? Maybe?
I know you don’t have an ‘off’ switch but maybe a pause button?
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“are you done?”
“Never.”
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It deadass took y’all this long to introduce yourself? You’ve been stalking him all this time and you never thought to go “btw my name Wen KeXing? Comment t’appelles tu?” Come on man
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Our best boy is having his not best day. D:
Don’t worry. Your new family will stalk/care for you.
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“A-Xiang! Make some food!”
“No shit Sherlock I already did.”
“My ideas are the best. :D”
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Eat your food!
Eat your food!
Eat your food!!
Eat your FOOD!!!
EAT YOUR FOOD!!!!
WILL SOMEONE PLEASE EAT YOUR GODDAMN FOOD?
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“Oh my GOD we get it you can fucking read! Oh my god.”
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If I prove I can read too will you pass me a damn pancake?
Fuck yeah.
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GOD DAMN IT SOMEONE EAT FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK
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Um excuse you this group only has room for one little bitch and it ain’t fuckin you, you hear me little girl?
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I am very sorry. Thank you for saving my life. I would like to re-assert my status as “best boy”.
HEY WHAT THE FUCK????
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Wen KeXing: 👀
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Please increase your friendship level before asking personal questions.
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Nya Nya you were useless when your home was burned to the ground and your family was killed waaaaah how pathetic are you!!
Can you fucking not?
My B.
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BEST BOY INJURED THIS IS NOT A DRILL
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Our Man Zhou ZiShu respects bodily autonomy!
Do not touch my fuckin’ boy or I will fight you!
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And we end the episode with Wen KeXing being horny on main!
Sir, keep it together. There are children present.
#Word of honor#Shanhe Ling#zhou zishu#Wen Kexing#zhang chengling#Gu Xiang#Writing WoH#spoilers#Episode 2
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How to say “I love you” without actually saying it - or 137 Milkovichy ways to say “I fuckin’ love Ian Clayton Gallagher”.
1. Kiss me, and I’ll cut your fucking tongue out.
2. I’ll meet you there in 20.
3. You say that again, I’ll rip your tongue out of your head.
4. Take your hand off the glass.
5. You wanna chit chat more or you wanna get on me?
6. Fuckin’ tough guy, huh?
7. Jesus Christ, you want us to spread a blanket out and look for shooting stars next?
8. Sorry, I gotta go kill your dad, but I’m doing a lot of people a favor, including you.
9. -I missed you- You did? -Yeah, man.-
10. So, uh, what you going down for, then, huh?
11. Don’t know what you see in that geriatric viagroid.
12. -You fuck anyone in there yet?- God, no. -Wise choice.-
13. Hey, my dad took my brothers on a run out of town for a couple days, so you wanna ditch that dump and crash at my place, you can.
14. Fuck you, is what you were invited to.
15. What are you hoping, I tell you not to go? I’m gonna chase after you like some bitch?
16. -Don’t.- Don’t what? -Just…-
17. -You seen him?- Why do you care? -Don’t.-
18. You heard from Gallagher?
19. Not fucking Frank. The other one, the redhead.
20. I like fucking carrot-tops, like, with the freckles and the pale skin and fucking alien-looking.
21. He in trouble? What kind of trouble?
22. You wearing cologne? -No. It’s Kenyatta’s perfume soap shit.-
23. I gotta take care of something important.
24. No, I’m not having fun. I spent the whole day looking for your coked-out ass.
25. You coming back?
26. I’ll do it.
27. Those fingers go anywhere near that cock, I’m gonna break every knuckle in your hand, all 15 of them.
28. Together.
29. That all you think he is? Some twink?
30. Probably best if you don’t, tough guy.
31. Of course we are.
32. You want me to go? -No, I don’t want you to go.-
33. I’m not lying to you.
34. Ian, what you and I have makes me free, not what these assholes know.
35. Well, good. Leave. What the hell do I care, bitch? Fuck.
36. Hey! Excuse me! Can I get everybody’s attention, please? I just want everybody here to know I’m fucking gay. A big old ‘mo. I just thought everybody should know that. You happy now?
37. Fuck you! Don’t worry about it! I’ve been staying at Ian’s since you’ve been in the can, bitch! Guess what we’ve been doing, daddy! We’ve been fucking! And I take it! He gives it to me good and hard, and I fucking like it.
38. You’re a fucking dick. Yeah, there. That’s what you get.
39. You love him? -Maybe. I don’t know.- Because he has a real penis? -Yeah, I guess.-
40. Rise and fucking shine, Cinderella.
41. Yo, sleepy-face.
42. Hey, you okay? Feeling sick or something?
43. All right, you want me to bring you back something to eat?
44. Ian, are you high? You take something?
45. Fuck’s wrong with him?
46. Before, he was fine. He was happy. He’s staying up all hours of the night, dancing, telling fucking jokes. He kicks my ass every day. I can’t keep up with him.
47. No, no, look. He– he’s low… We cheer him up.
48. What do you mean, hos– Like a psych ward? No fucking way! No fucking way! He’s staying here.
49. I can– I can take care of him. Okay? Let me take care of him until he’s better.
50. Don’t fucking tell me what’s impossible! We’re taking care of him here. You, me, us. His fucking family.
51. He’s not going to some fucking nut house. You hear me? He stays here. He’s staying with me.
52. I’ll be there. -Better be.-
53. All right. I guess I’m going with you.
54. She’ll send him to a fucking shrink. No. We fix this ourselves.
55. I came out for you, you piece of shit.
56. What’s your type? -Redhead.- I am downstairs. -Batshit crazy.- Check. -Packing 9 inches.-
57. I got to take you to a hospital, Ian.
58. I’m worried about you.
59. His partner. Lover? Family? You know?
60. At least he’ll be getting some kind of fucking help.
61. Relationship to the patient? -Sister.- -You?- -Uh, boyfriend.-
62. Hey. Sorry I’m late.
63. We gotta get you to a fucking clinic. Get some meds. Today.
64. Hey, it’s okay. It’s all right.
65. He’s not a fucking lab rat.
66. He’s got me.
67. Hey, Ian’s sleeping in there.
68. All right, breakfast of champs. We got your mood stabilizer, anti-psychotic, anti-depressant. Gatorade.
69. Shut the fuck up. Take the pills, bitch.
70. Hey, no caffeine on your meds.
71. Eat it. Take all those pills on an empty stomach and you’re going to have diarrhea real bad.
72. I didn’t know which Bs to get, so I just got all the fucking Bs. I got B-complex, super B-complex, B-12, B-6.
73. The hell happened to your hand?
74. Did a doctor take care of that?
75. You can’t go anywhere unless you get that looked at, man.
76. Your hand, man.
77. No, no. Look, you’re not supposed to drink on lithium. It makes your blood fucking toxic, and it gets you hammered in like two seconds flat. You can’t-
78. You look like a fucking wet rat.
79. We’re going on a date. -Fuck, yes, we are.-
80. Where the fuck are you?
81. Where the fuck you been?
82. You okay?
83. It means we take care of each other.
84. It means thick and thin, good times, bad, sickness, health, all that shit.
85. You look good.
86. Got a new tattoo. Did it myself. Hurt like a son of a bitch.
87. Been thinking about you. You ever think of me? Gonna wait for me?
88. Will you? Wait?
89. You like the high school bleachers? Our spot, man.
90. Look, I’m, um I’m getting some new IDs, some cash, and heading to Mexico.- Wow. -You should come.-
91. Thought a lot about you inside. You’re under my skin, man. The fuck can I do? Hmm? Can I do?
92. Knew you’d come.
93. Come here.
94. I’m gonna see you again?
95. The fuck you looking at?
96. It’s what kept me going in the joint. The beach. Us.
97. Oh, check it out. Ian Gallagher putting his big boy pants on!
98. You never fucking visited me.
99. What am I leaving behind? My family? Who cares I never see those shitheads again. You had my back more than they ever did.
100. You ever think about me? When I was in the joint?
101. Fuck, I missed you.
102. What the fuck is that? I don’t want your fucking money! I want you to come with– me.
103. Don’t do this.
104. Fuck you, Gallagher.
105. I rolled on the cartel I was working for, and in exchange, guess who gets to pick where he gets locked up?
106. No, I just did it ‘cause it was the right thing.
107. Would you be fucking happy? -Yes, fuck, yes!-
108. I guess I need some advice. It’s about my partner, Ian.
109. You’re not throwing your fuckin’ parole for me. We need to get you the hell outta this shit-hole.
110. You don’t belong in here, Gallagher.
111. I shouldn’t have asked you to stay.
112. FaceTime your brother. See the baby.
113. You seen Ian?
114. About time, man. Your Panda Express is getting cold.
115. Eat your Szechuan beans.
116. Chill your fucking tits and eat your noodles, man.
117. Let’s get out of here, get some Pinkberry.
118. No. No. I’m not running. I need to protect him.
119. Jesus Christ. You proposing to me over fucking patty melts?
120. Fuck it. I do.
121. When you know, you know. You know?
122. No, just saying you don’t love me enough now. And that’s fine. It’s cool.
123. Jesus Christ, save the fucking speech, you pussy. I’ll marry you. Of course I’ll fucking marry you.
124. You must really love cock. -I definitely love one.-
125. You ever try to get me to move to Milwaukee, I’ll fuckin’ murder you.
126. Hey, I like the blue ones. -Yeah?-
127. You sure you still wanna go through with this? -Yes. Why?-
128. You’re a sneaky bastard.
129. -Take your meds?- Yes. -Good.-
130. The son of a bitch is never gonna let me be happy. He needs to die today.
131. Well, there’s plenty of strays wandering around the neighborhood. I’m sure we can pick one up for cheap.
132. Yeah, well, at least I don’t have to hide in a coffin till the sun goes down.
133. Damn straight, Gallagher.
134. I, Mikhailo, take you, Ian, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish you till death do us part.
135. Good morning, Mr - Millagher?
136. You hungry?
137. You wanna go again? -Absolutely.-
#ok i'm pretty sure this was legit#sorry yall#i had to#i know you're definitely gonna read all through this#even though yall know every word by heart#we deserve this#shameless#shamelessus#gallavich#gallahitched#gallavich wedding#ian x mickey#mr gallavich#mr millagher#shameless 10x12#Ian Gallagher#mickey milkovich#Shameless season 1 to 10
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No Easy Way Out — Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader
Chapter #03/25 — Single Parenting Masterlist
Words: +1.5 k.
Warnings: Cursing, rape, abuse, blood, and a lot of tears, I proofed read this at 3 am, so I’m sorry if there is a mistake.
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Being a single parent is not easy, and when the world hates Y/N it is only a matter of time for everything to collapse.
When your mother found out your pregnancy test things went straight to hell, you are force, not only to leave the love of your life, but everything behind and now happiness will not be easy to achive. You are like cinderella before the magic, with more responsibilities and abuse of all kinds, and there is no ball in the small kingdom of the basement you live in, but some times there could be a glimpse of hope, one that calls you “Mommy”.
A/N: I can believed that we are going this fast! Also, my classes just got cancelled but all of my school work was put online, that means that my exams, that were for next week are going to happen and I’m scared. Also also, have you read a book with this same title? I loved it!
Keys to read:
Y/N: Your name.
L/N: Last name.
N/N: Nickname.
H/C: Hair color.
E/C: Eye color.
Taglist: @xoxo-dede (Ask to be added!)
It was harder after Haru was born, the little and frail body of your child was something new for you, never have you ever have hold a baby in your arms and that being the first time was both amazing and scary. The small body and frail head made you nervous, the baby’s hands wrapped around your finger and his cries made you cry as well.
It was a boy, a beautiful baby boy and it looked like heaven had heard your prayers, his hair was dark green and covered with fluids, a glimpse of hope creeped at your heart, and as the time went by you realized that he was more like Izuku than anything, in body and attitude. It was as if the love of your life gave you a message, ‘One day we’ll be together again’.
The night after giving birth the man came down, you had given Haru a bath with warm water and now he was eating at your breast, his force making you hurt a little. But that was normal, right? And as you were making him burp, because you learned it on some video back at home, he opened the door.
‘What are you doing here?’ You were hiding your baby, scared of him.
‘Leave that thing there’, he pointed at Haru. ‘And come here now!’.
‘Wait, I need to—’
‘Shut the fuck up and bring your damn ass here’.
So you obeyed, taking your child to the little crib you had made out of cardboard boxes and old clothes lying around, fearing that at any moment he would grab your child and do something to him. And it was the hardest night so far in those months trapped down there, your body had just given birth, alone nonetheless, and it was horrifyingly painful, but him doing what he was doing reached a different level of pain.
How many time had it been after that? Ten times? Impossible, twenty? Perhaps, fifty? Maybe, a hundred? Probably. You were tired of him, you couldn’t take him anymore, literally. It pained your whole body, the rough sex, the spits, the slaps and the broken voice for telling him to stop. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
But he never did.
He enjoyed having the control of if.
When he was done he left, living your trembling body crying on the floor, your conscious fading as Haru started crying, just like you. You swallowed loudly and pushed yourself up, still crying and feeling his release slowly going down your legs, making you feel like trash, ashamed of everything that had happened. Before even cleaning yourself was Haru, who may be hungry or dirty, and holding him in your arms made you happy of not being alone.
His first smile made you cried and his firth word being “Mommy” told you that you were doing a good job, his first steps made your heart squish at the sight and his first loosen tooth made you wondered how much time had passed.
That man came every couple of days, when he was bored or when there were people around in the house. If more than a week had passed then the punishment and sex were harder and rougher, and you wanted to end everything, you were tired and the only human being keeping you alive was the boy at the other side of the door.
The guy who always kept you downstairs was there, having “fun” after more than a month away, and he was charging fuel because he had another long trip scheduled.
Your body was too accustomed to him that I hurted you.
Much more than normal, actually.
‘Wait!’ You exclaimed the moment the pain was unbearable, as if something inside you was twisting, breaking. ‘I can’t, not anymore. I— it hurts, please’.
‘Yeah, baby doll, let me fuck you to the point I’m breaking you from the inside out’. The man kept thrusting, harder and harder, feeling you tighter than usual. ‘Just like that, fuck you are so narrow, even after all this years’.
Years? Has it really being that long?
The tears fell out of your eyes. Your sobs sounding hard at his ears, just like he was pounding you, there was something wrong.
‘Shut up!’ But you couldn’t. ‘Let me enjoy this before my trip’.
And then a sound came from outside.
‘Mommy!’ The tiny little boy screamed from the outside. ‘Please, leave my mommy alone!’
He was knocking as hard as a 4-year-old kid could.
‘Tell that piece of shit to stop’, he slapped you, cracking open your lips as his hand traveled across your face. And with that you came back to your senses, ignoring the pain just to protected your only ray of hope. ‘I’m okay, sweetie, don—don’t worry’.
‘But!’ His japanese slipped out.
‘What did I told you, bitch!’ His hands traveled to your neck. ‘No fucking Chinese in this house!’
The voice of your child was muffled by the sound of him sobbing, in silence, hearing how he was harming you, and he knew he had done something he promised not to do.
‘I’m sorry, mommy’. He ran to the back of the stairs, covering his ears as the sound of his dear mother being hit resonates within the walls of the basement. ‘I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry’.
‘Fuck, I’m not in the mood anymore’. He let your throat go. ‘You better be prepared for next time, I’m sick of that useless child that if he gets me angry again—’
His hands traveled horizontally across his own neck, your loud coughs and gasps for air made him laugh. He took his thing out of you, just to notice something in it.
‘It won't— happen again’. Your words falling in deaf ears.
‘Bitch, what the fuck?!’ He grabbed your hair, giving you a new place to hurt. ‘Why didn’t you tell me you were on your period again? Ughh, disgusting, you better tell me next time or else…’
He grabbed one of your towels and cleaned himself, “my period? again?” you wondered. “I haven’t had my period since I got pregnant”. Your mind traveling along with your fingers, your fingers touching your privates and feeling them covered in what you thought was semen or some other stuff, but looking it up closed there was a lot of blood… and a lot of pain after that.
You grabbed the same towel that was on the floor and pressed it on to you, the sensation was sharp, acute, horrendous. It was almost impossible for you to sit, the pain was going everywhere and you were scared.
Where was Haru? He had to be somewhere, scared and hidden.
‘It’s okay baby, you can come out, he is not here anymore’. You said as you put on a set of baggy jeans that were yours the day you arrived and that after the pregnancy never entered your body correctly, not after the lack of food. Most of it going to your beautiful baby boy.
‘I’m sorry, mommy’ His eyes watered as if a hose was opened. ‘I’m— I’m so sorry’. You grabbed him on your arms, hugging him with delicacy, and patting his head.
‘Don’t worry, baby’. You cleaned his face with your own shirt. ‘Mommy is okay now, see?’
You looked him in the eyes, green to e/c, both hiding their panic. But everything was far from okay, and you had to do something before the man was back from who knows where.
It was as if you never tried to run away, in fact it was more that you could count with your fingers, but the last time you ended with a new black eye and a sprained ankle, not to mention that Haru got some bruises as well. And having him hurt was not a choice, but being threatened with killing him was something even more frightful that the rape itself.
So, without any other though in your head you grabbed the little stuff you had. Your papers, the note where you wrote Haru’s birthday and a bar of granola for him, the only left over of your food for the day.
‘What are you doing, mommy?’ He asked, looking around while your body crossed the room several times.
‘I need you to trust me, okay?’ You lowered yourself to his size. ‘It may be scary, but we need to keep going without looking back, no talking to anyone nor looking at them, do you understand?’
‘But why—’
‘Do you understand, baby?’
‘Yes, mommy’.
‘Good, because we are going to try and get out of here’.
‘What if he finds out? Like the other time?’ He started crying, and for a moment you could see ‘Zuzu’s face, the same one as that day. ‘What if he hurts mommy like all the other times?’
‘Listen here, sweetie’. You caught his hand on yours. ‘If we fail this time… things are gonna get harder, so we really need to leave’.
‘Okay, mommy, I trust you’.
And with that you ignored the pain in your body, grabbed a blanket in which you could put your child over your back, and looked over the window, searching for the car of the family living above you.
It was nowhere to be found.
There was no sounds upstairs.
So it was time for you two to run and escape, to try and find happiness and help, somewhere out of the basement that held you captive for all those years.
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#tw: cursing#tw: blood#tw: rape mention#tw: rape#tw: abuse#single parenting#izuku midoriya#midoriya izuku#deku#deku x reader#izuku x reader#midoriya x reader#midoriya imagine#izuku imagine#deku imagine#reader insert
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Challenge 1
Special thanks to @damian-schreave and @hadleyjaneharper for the rps.
Also the last section is not in fic format because its 2am, im lazy, and you get the gyst from the RP. Apperantly this is too long so part 2 soon.
The Prince was off in Paloma for a bit so we were of little use in the Palace, no idea why they had us move in so early. Therefore, I’d spent most of the day with some books I’d grabbed from the library. Primarily they were legal books since it never hurts to brush up. But every once in a while, such as now I’d need to go and grab some food.
I brought my notepad and a book on contract law with me and walked into the kitchen. There was another girl also in the kitchen. We haven't spoken to each other, she didn’t seem unfriendly or particularly awful company, just hadn’t really had the moment to. I grabbed a plate of fruit and wondered if she would say anything. After a moment I sat down and resumed reading.
Then a small sad sigh came from the young woman who was looking down at her phone with a sad face. It wouldn’t be too bad if I took a break for some conversation. However, the young woman looked troubled, she may not be in the mood. I yawned and stretched then mumbled, but loud enough for her to hear, “God, I could use a drink.” and wondered if the other would take the bait.
There was a beat before the other spoke, “Long day?”
“More or less. Lots of reading, missing work. How about yourself?”
She shrugged “Its...different than what I’m used to. Lots of sitting still when I’m used to spending my days moving around.” SHe grimaces then sighed, “The adjustment period is always the toughest, though.”
I thought for a moment trying to remember the occupations of the selected, “The dancer?” I asked.
She grinned “Yeah. Hadley.” She raised an eyebrow, “And you?”
“Lawyer.” I said and stood from the table, walked over to Hadley and held her hand out, “Savannah Mars, Labrador, three.”
She shook my hand, “Nice to meet you.” then thought for a moment, “You said you were missing work? Do you work at a law firm?”
“Kinda. I work for the Illean Civil Liberties Union in their legal division. It's a non-profit which focuses on civil rights and for me civil legal cases. Lgbt+ rights defense, domestic defense, that sort of thing.”
“Oh, that’s really cool.” She said, seeming actually interested in my work. “Are you missing the casework, or something else?”
“It's pretty hard for me to step back from my work. Since I'm kind of left worrying about my clients. A new guy took over my cases but I'm trying to still work in my own way by studying up on some legal sections I work in less frequently but still may come up. Such as contract law.” I explained not fully hearing her other question.
She nodded, “I understand, sort of. I’m left worrying about how my ballet company is going to perform, with somebody else taking over the role in the Nutcracker that I’ve had the past few years.”
“Yeah the transition really is nerve wracking. Have you seen them perform though?” I asked hoping that could at least provide some solace.
“I’ve seen pictures on Instagram, but no videos yet. We were just finishing up our performance of Cinderella when I left. Nutcracker rehearsal started a few days after, but it’s a show we do each year, so... “ She sighed “ It /should/ be fine.”
I nodded, “well if they assigned them the role try and have faith in their qualifications. That's what I'm keeping in mind for mine. They did go to law school so it's fine. They got the role so it’s fine.” I said partially for her and partially for me.
She sighed a little hesitant, “Yeah, you’re probably right. Competition is just gonna be a bitch and a half when I’m sent back.” She chuckled wryly.
“Well maybe you'll win and then you won't have too. Who’s gonna take a role away from the future queen of Illea.”
“That’s extremely unlikely to happen.” She then almost smirked “What about you? If you win, nobody’s going to tell you no in a courtroom.”
I laughed, “If I win I'll kill myself.” Then I realized how dark that sounded, though it didn’t seem to phase her.
“I hate to say that I feel the same way, but…” She shrugged and nodded, “I feel the same way” For a moment I was confused, why would she join if she felt the same way? Then it clicked, a dancer would be a five, lower class, need the money.
“You're a five right? Did you apply for the money? If you don't mind my asking that is. It would just make sense why you'd dislike to win.”
“It…” She bit her lip, “Kind of? It’s a long story involving a deadbeat mom, a shitty health care system, two starving artists, and a kid with leukemia.” She said with an apologetic smile. Whatever she’d be apologizing for I can’t say.
“Well shit man, I'm glad you got in then. Both for the money and for a break from that. I know this society fucking sucks and we've got a likely shit for brains hier, but if you ever need a lawyer I'm here to help. Hopefully, being a three now will provide some help for you too.” I said then caught myself making a mental note to not be so vulgar with my language.
She gave me a small smile, “Thanks. Now I just have to figure out what I’m doing with the rest of my life, after throwing my career into dance, only to become a Three.” She laughed, “What about you? Why did you enter? It sounds like you had a pretty cushy gig going on.”
It wouldn’t be smart to tell the truth, but lying when Hadley had been so open felt wrong, I sighed and said, “My brother. Basically he forged my entry and I didn't want him to get into legal troubles for that. He's a fucking idiot.” I sighed and let that last cuss word slide as he is a fucking idiot.
She snorted, “Men really do only have two brain cells.” She gave a small smile, “I’m sorry that you ended up in that situation, though. That’s rough.”
“Yeah. I tried to beat him up but my other brothers stopped me. It was really a mess. Had to find out from a waitress asking for a photo with me.”
She shook her head, “My best friend told me that he was so upset to see me, “throwing my life away,” as if I hadn’t entered to help him and his brother.” Sounds like an ungrateful ass. She sighed and looked down at her fruit, “When did life get this messed up?”
A question with too big of an answer. A bit panicked and not knowing what to say I took a strawberry off my plate and held it out to her, “Fruit?”
She chuckled and took the strawberry, “Thanks.” She takes a bit, chews, and then pauses, looking at Savannah, “You know what I could really go for right now, though? A good gin and tonic.”
“God that'd be great. You know what, let's make some. One glass can't hurt.”
She shrugged, “Sure, sounds fun. I’m down.” She looks around, “I know they keep the wine in that cabinet, but I haven’t found the liquor yet.”
After gathering our ingredients we get to work making the glasses, “so, what's your plan in all this?”
“In the selection?” She raises an eyebrow and then shrugs, she starts pouring things into the mixer bottle, “Stay here for as long as I can so I keep making stimulus checks, and then get sent home before I’m stuck spending the rest of my life here.” She finishes pouring and looks at Savannah, “You?”
I sighed, “about the same. Give the money to the non-profit I work for. I was hoping I could root for you to win, you seem like you have a good head on your shoulders to influence him, but the more I think about it the more I realize that's like damning to hell.
She snorts, “Well, I still appreciate the compliment, and I would’ve said the same about you.” Then she sighs, “I’ve always known that it’s been like this, though. He gets to squander every penny he has on luxury shit, whereas my paychecks…” another sigh, “But life isn’t fair.”
“Yeah. And then waste the money on useless shit and trying to pass dumb laws like making 'cats' illegal instead of actually fixing the problems in this country.” I said and poured myself a glass of the drink.
She poured some for herself and then shook her head with an eye roll, “Don’t even get me started on that debacle. Why even joke about things like that?”
“Because he doesn't comprehend how the people of his own country are suffering. He's just so blind with privilege. Not that I have much to speak on but at least I freaking try to think about others in the country and their situations.”
She gave me a small smile, “You didn’t seem like the type to blow your money on worthless things to me, at all. I don’t even know what I’m going to say to him when we have that interview in a few days.”
“Yeah I think im just gonna be polite for the sake of not causing a scene that'll haunt me my whole life” I said and took a sip, then clarified, “polite though, not kind.”
She nodded then drank too, “I really went from putting on one type of show for Twos to another.”
“Any idea what you're gonna do as a three?” I asked.
She pursed her lips and shook her head, “I haven’t taken a science or maths class since I was eleven, and I don’t have the money for university. I guess I could work as a translator, or if that doesn’t work out, marry a five and go back to dancing.” She took another sip of her drink, “Hopefully I’ll be here long enough to figure it out.”
“Do they not have like threes who are dance teachers? I haven't really looked much into the area myself but it may make sense.”
She shook her head, “For me, at least, it was mostly Russian immigrants who were former dancers themselves, so Fives.”
I thought for a moment, “Well if you ever need history lessons, english, or legal aid I'm around. I dug into my pocket and pulled out a business card, since it’s not like either of us plan to be here long, “Just all the way up in Labrador. Where are you from again?”
“Allens. So, not too far. Thanks.” She replied and looked at the card.
“Welcome.” I replied, finished off my drink then wrote down another idea.
Hadley narrowed her eyes curiously, “What are you writing?”
“Just an idea for a proposition with the ICLU. There are probably other girls in a similar situation as you being lower caste now upper be it through marriage or selection, it may be helpful to talk about implementing a caste readjustment program.”
She lifted her head, smiling just a little, “That sounds like a great idea.” Then a little quieter she added, “I'd appreciate it.”
“Hopefully my boss will agree and pass it onto the innovation department. I'll write a quick memo about it to her later.” I smiled happy to have something to do.
“You really love your job, don't you?” She asked.
I nodded, “It makes me feel like I have some kinda purpose. As cheesy as that is to say.” Making actual change in Illea instead of just prancing around doing whatever else I could have grown up to do.
“No, I get that.” She looked down, “As a kid, I never really felt like I belonged, but on the stage, dancing?” She looked a little distant, “Standing out was a good thing.”
I nodded, “Mhm. Have you thought of ways you could continue working while at the palace?”
She smiled, “Actually, I had a conversation with Prince Eaton about that, and I’ve been able to work out a schedule that allows me to still practice, even though I have to do a little more work to catch up on lessons.”
“That'll be good. If you wanted too you could put on a performance and donate the profits. That way you could be working towards a goal too instead of general practice.”
She tilted her head, “That's an interesting idea. I’ll keep that in mind.”
I nodded, “Well it was nice meeting you, Lady Hadley. But it is probably time for me to get back to work.” Then held out my hand to shake goodbye.
She took it, giving it a shake. “Nice to meet you too.”
It was pretty late in the afternoon by the time I was escorted to the interview room. Damian was in a navy blue suit jacket, dress pants, and a white button up shirt. He smiled at me as I got closer. His eyes flicker to my nametag for a second before he speaks, “Hello, Lady Savannah. It’s a pleasure to meet you in person.”
I smiled trying to stay polite, then gave a small curtsy, “The same to you, your highness.”
He smiled back, taking a few steps back and gestured for me to go into the interview room. In the room is a sofa, surrounded by stage lights and a few cameras, what a romantic first meeting. There is one camera on a swivel stand, that is currently focused on Damian and I. He starts walking into the room, looking at me as he talks, "How have you found your first few days here, so far?"
I debated giving him a short one word answer of 'fine' but Danny's words of 'don't ruin your own happiness" slipped into my head. "They've been fine. I've enjoyed your library. It's helped me feel like I can in some ways continue working by catching up on legal matters normally outside of my areas of expertise."
He nodded while smiling then took a seat on the sofa, "So you're a lawyer, then? What kind of law do you practice?"
Reluctantly I sat next to him, hopefully I wouldn't catch an STD from proximity alone, "Yes, I practice primarily civil and criminal law with the Illean Civil Librities Union. So primarily defending people who are in bad situations due to outdated laws which need amending." My tone came out more passive aggressive than intended, but it was slightly justified as he should have been working to amend said laws and help people instead of partying.
"That's a great thing, to be doing. What got you into law?"
"Well I was at the University of Labrador. My best friend I'm the sorority I was in decided to go to a protest over women's rights in illea. We went, someone man came and antagonized some women, she defended herself verbally, got arrested, felt up by the officer, then was unable to do anything legally about it. I felt that was unfair so I decided to look into being a lawyer, liked the process, graduated in 2 years, went to Yale and here I am."
He lets out a low whistle, looking down for a second. I couldn't help but be a but prideful at my accomplishment, then looks back up at me, more serious than before, his jaw tense, "I'm really sorry that happened to your friend." He said and fell silent. What a conversation killer.
"It's fine." I said trying not to dwell on it, "How was your time in undergrad? Partied a lot, I saw." I said the passive agressiveness coming out again.
He smiled, a little more relaxed than before, but not as relaxed as he was when he first entered the room, "I enjoyed my last few years of freedom before entering the real world, yes." He then raised his eyebrows, grinning a little wider, kind of teasing, "And what about you? Being in a sorority and all, I doubt you were much of a homebody yourself."
I couldn't help but completely flush and bit down my urge to absolutely smack him upside the head. "It was a brief phase. It was fun. But also a waste of time." I chuckled a bit remembering my airheaded behavior in that year, "had I already been working harder I may have been able to finish faster and help more people."
He grinned a little at how flustered I was, which just made me want to punch him more, then smiled a little more genuinely towards the end, "We're still young. We have our whole lives to keep fixing things."
i frowned, "That isn't true. We never know when we're going to die. Something could always happen so we should be trying to help as much as we can. Not to mention while we" I paused after my slip of the tongue, but didn't correct it "partied in undergrad people were suffering who could have been helped."
There's a flicker of a frown on his face when I mentioned how short life is, but he lets it go, tilting his head when he looks at me, "We can't save everyone. That's impossible. We can try to do as much as we can, but there will always be more people in need of help.
"Partying isn't trying."
He raised his eyebrows, "You didn't even know you wanted to be a lawyer, back when you were partying in college."
I got kinda flustered again, he's right, there's no logically sound way to win. Yeah but I should have, I wish I had. Would have made the time a lot less regrettable." I said then cleared my throat, "Though, this is a bit of a heavy topic for our first meeting, don't you agree? Your- Damian." I barely corrected myself from saying Your Highness.
He chuckled, "A bit, but it's different from the surface level talk about work and provinces." He inclined his head, "Though, if you think about it, you never would have discovered your passion for law if you hadn't joined your sorority." He shrugged and gave a stupid grin which made me blush even more.
Finally I snapped and turned to point a finger at him, "You won okay. I can't regret something if I didn't know to do something better, but that doesn't make topless jello shots any less of an embarrassing memory." I exclaimed then heard what I said and wished to curl into a ball and die.
He chuckled a little, "We all have our moments. It's okay."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door then, and a guard pokes his head in. Damian nods at him, then turns and looks at me, "Unfortunately, we'll have to exchange stories another time. It appears our time today is up."
I sighed in relief at my rescue, then mumbled under my breath, "Thank God." I stood to curtsy, "Your-" I cringed a bit at the error, "Damian."
He chuckled again, "It was a pleasure to meet you Savannah. Until next time." He smiled at me when we got to the door, and stopped in the doorway.
I smiled back politely, "Thank you for the conversation. Till next time."
*savy was taking a break from her work and decided to out for a walk in the gardens. She had always been a fan of taking runs when stressed snd the gardens were providing a peaceful alternative. She was walking around when she thought she saw a bunny in the bushes. Being the gal she is she wanted to see it closer so she stepped off the path and walked into the gravel. Immediately her heel sank in the gravel. She lost her balance for a moment but didnt fall. Instead she panicked. She debated stepping out of her shoes to get it out but she didnt wanna hurt her skin on the gravel. Instead she tried to wiggle it loose and hopped no one was near*
*rip savannah, but Damian is out distressing by playing basketball at that point in time, and from where he's standing as he shoots this basket, he can see someone clearly struggling with something in the gardens. he can't see who it is, or what the problem is, but he figures he should go check it out. he tucks the basketball under one arm, jogging towards the person he can see, calling out* Hey, everything okay?
*savannah hears him call out an knows immediately it's the last person in the world she'd want to find her like this* Absolutely peachy! *calls back and debates ditching the shoes*
*he slows to a stop when he gets closer, his eyes going from savannah's face to her foot* Mmm, looks like you've got yourself in a bit of a sticky situation, there.
*is extremely flustered* no situation at all. I said I'm fine. *aggressively wiggles the heel and almost trips so she squeaks but manages to catch herself*
*when he sees her almost trip, he lunges forwards to catch her before she hits the ground, but then she catches herself, so he's like "oh was that for nothing?" he looks down at the shoe, furrowing his brows, thinking* Here, let me help with that, before you actually fall.
I'm not going to fall and I don't need your help. I'm perfectly capable of defeating some gravel on my own
*he takes a step back* Alright... if you insist... *hes not going anywhere, just watching her, waiting to see what she'll do*
*huffs when she doesnt hear him walk away and continues to wiggle then huffs when shes not getting anywhere* Fine. If you're just going to stand there anyways you may as well help.
*he chuckles, setting the basketball down on the ground, kneeling down to look at the gravel and the heel, before beginning to dig the heel out with his fingers* Not the best shoes to walk off the path in.
*rolls her eyes* I didn't think about that. I thought I saw a bunny and got distracted
*he can't help but raise his eyebrows at that, grinning, twisting the heel a little to unscrew it from the gravel* Was it at least a cute bunny?
*his tone is a little teasing*
It was cute, be careful with your tone though when your face is near my foot. *once its free she steps back on the path so she doesn't sink again*
*he chuckles, joking* What, are you planning on giving me a royal nose job with your shoe?
You could probably use one. *offers a hand to help him stand back up*
*he picks up his basketball, taking her hand, still grinning at her, teasing* Maybe it's just the angle you've been looking at it from.
*stands on her tiptoes looking at his nose* Nope. It's a little off. Nose job it is.
*she pinches his nose* its a big flaw. Doubt you'll be able to get a wife like that
*he chuckles* I don’t know, my nose has never gotten in my way before
*considers* You're right, I'm sure that was just your sense of responsibility that got in the way.
*he raises his eyebrows* You know, I’ve never turned in an assignment late, or anything for work late. Never asked for an extension.
I somehow find that doubtful. Your reputation of being a loose partier precedds that of a responsible duitiful person.
Well, it’s the truth. *he shrugs* If you’re really curious, you could email my professors. It’s all about finding a balance. *he smiles*
*grumbles because he seems to be honest about it* What did you even study?
I dual majored in political science and marketing. You?
*sighs in relief* at least you werent a buisness major. Political Science and History for me on a prelaw track.
*he nods, smiling, genuinely curious* Did you prefer one over the other?
Probably political science. I mean I love history it's why I added it. For fun since it's just like learning stories and seeing the modern day impact of said stories. But political science felt more efficient. Like it helped me have a better understanding of the philosophy of political thinking which has helped me a lot in law. Plus I just liked the professors more.
*he smiles* Understandable. Good professors make it so much easier to learn the content
*smiles* yeah and lots and lots of highlighters. Did you have a favorite topic in political science?
*grinning* I took a really cool course on comparative political economies - I really like the economic side of things. That, and the classes I had to take on international politics. *he looks over at savannah* What about you?
Probably civil politics. I've always been a fan of civil work. I honestly thought about working for the AFEI instead of the ICLU but decided I wanted to do more personal legal work than policy legal work. But it's always been the work that has interested me more since it's important to bring up civil conflicts within the country and try to help as much as possible. But learning about where we came from in terms of The United States vs the civil policies of Illea was an interesting course for me, especially because of the overlap of History and Political Science.
*he nods as she talks, thinking that all over* I think work guided what classes I liked as well. Because beyond national politics, I also have to think about international politics, trade agreements, and maintaining Illéa’s position in the world.
*seems slightly surprised* so you actually liked your major? I assumed you just were kinda forced to pick it
I was kind of forced to, but I could still pick the classes that interested me more. *He shrugs* Plus I really enjoyed my marketing major.
*thinks for a moment* Can I ask you something and have an honest answer? No bullshit PR answer. I'm just trying to figure out if we can trust you to be our future king through this, at the very least.
Sure *he nods, pursing his lips a little* Ask away.
Do you actually want to be the king of this country? Like aside from the perks you have from it, do you care about the work?
I do care. *he pauses, swallowing* I really do. It’s just...it’s a lot of pressure to accept from a young age.
*she thinks for a moment* Noted. Thank you for your honesty. *Looks at the basketball* Do you play much?
*he smiles kind of sadly* Not as much as I used to. I’ve gotten a little busy helping to run the country, and such.
*gets an idea* Do you wanna make a bet with me?
*he grins* Depends on what it is
Basketball. I'm working on a program right now with the ICLU, a coworker wants to come visit me and discuss about it but appreantly work visits aren't allowed during this. If I can get more hoops in you'll arrange that?
*he furrows his brows* Better yet, I could just organize for your coworker to visit under the guise of another event going on. Just give me a few weeks to work out the details.
*kinda chuckles because shes competitive* oh? Youre scared you'll lose? But if that's what you prefer
*he laughs* No, I just know I’d win, and I’d hate to deny you the ability to see your coworker
Fine. You'll set up the meeting, then I'll just prove to you that I would win had their beem stakes.
*he narrows his eyes at her, extending a hand to shake, still grinning* Deal
*shakes it firmly then kicks off her heels planning to walk to the court barefoot.* Would be an unfair advantage for me to still be in them
*he raises his eyebrows* Why, they helped square up the height difference between us, at the very least *he chuckles*
*almost elbows him over that but barely stops herself* I don't need that help. I'm perfectly capable of crushing you independent of my shoes
*he laughs* I played basketball in uni, you know?
As did I. Well- not in a club. A guy who I was *ponders for a moment* acquainted with, played it therefore I played with him and his friends fairly often
*he raises his eyebrows* And how tall was your acquaintance? Because I’m used to playing with people my height, but also my mom and sister, who are - *he puts his hand somewhere around his shoulder because they’re 5’4” and 5’5”* - about this tall
He was around 6'3. His friends the same or more. Don't worry I'm well aware of the disadvantage of my height and very prepared to utilize it
*he chuckles* Oh, I’ve got to see this. *when they get to the court he starts dribbling the ball casually, walking towards the middle of the court* Do you want to start with the ball, or should I?
*thinks for a moment and puts her shoes down on the edge of the court and rolls up the bottoms of her dress pants a bit* You can start with it.
*he raises his eyebrows at her rolling up her dress pants, but he nods* Okay, if you insist. *he waits until he’s ready before starting the play*
*she walks up prepared to steal since she cant block*
*he starts dribbling more seriously, quickly maneuvering around her, taking three large steps with the ball, and then shoots a basket, and it goes in*
*she kinda huffs about that dislikes. But once he has the ball again she tries again, this time getting it and doing her UNDER THE LEGS MOVE AND SHOOTS*
*he turns around, a little in shock* That is not a legal move!
Hmmm *puts her finger to her chin very smug* I dont think it explicitly says in the rules that you're not allowed too. You use your height I'll use mine *VERY SMUG*
*he narrows his eyes* Fine, best 2 out of 3? Whoever gets this next shot wins, then
*SHES BEING COCKY NOW* Aw is the wittle princey calling it quits so soon? His fragile ego damaged? *bats her eyes teasingly*
*he narrows his eyes* Fine, best three out of five, then. *he starts dribbling the ball right from here he is, and it’s a long shot to his basket from there, but he’s pretty confident, so he goes for it, and somehow it actually goes in. he raises his eyebrows at her* Still think you’re gonna win?
*crosses her arms* That was luck. *goes to get the ball since shes closer*
Or just sheer skill. *he smirks a little*
*turns to face him just to roll her eyes and gets the ball. She then dribbles it back to the middle or something idk how basketball works*
*he follows her to the middle, standing in front of her, knees bent in that “ready” position idk wtf it’s called lmao*
*that position makes knees wide so she dribbles and goes to do her fast under the leg move again*
*he sees it coming this time, and takes a few steps back, keeps his arm in front of him to reach for the ball, which he gets, and then dribbles across to the the hoop he has to score in, taking the shot, and watching it go in again. he grabs the ball as it bounces back up, raising his brows at savannah* One more, or are you good? *he grins a little*
*huffs again and crosses her arm* Fine we'll call it at 3 to 1. But in my defense it's been awhile.
*he grins* Well, you’re always welcome to practice out here with me, if you want.
I can't tell if you're being taunting or not *rolls her eyes and walks up to him then holds out her hand to shake for the end of the game*
*he takes her hand and shakes, then gives her a genuine smile* No taunting. I mean it. I’d love to have someone new to play with.
I'll consider it then. I am getting slightly bored of your homes running path for exercise.
*smiles back even tho she doesnt wanna because it was a nice offer*
*he tilts his head from side to side* Yeah, the running trail through the gardens is kind of short. There are better ones /in/ Angeles, if you ever want to check them out
Not sure I'm allowed to just waltz on out of here, but I'd love the names of any you know. My grandmother lives near her so I'm sure I'll be visiting soon enough after this if not immediately so.
*he shrugs* I could also drive you sometime, if you want. I /do/ have a car.
*seems a bit surprised* You know how to drive?
*he furrows his brows* Of course! I got my license as soon as I was legally allowed to.
But its not like you need too? Don't you have like drivers?
*he looks a little confused and taken aback* I’m sure some exist, but why would I want someone else to drive me when I could be free and drive myself?
I'm not sure. I just know rich people, like for example my cousin *mumbles for a moment to find the phrasing* So my grandmother is in charge of the Mars Candy Corporation. My mom's older brother Nathaniel will be taking over it, his kids also my cousins all have drivers. They're like twenty something now but Jackson is always bragging about how he doesn't have to take the effort to drive himself places. I just assumed other people who could afford them would have them, especially busy people who could work instead of drive.
*he blinks* Wow, I never even would have considered that. *he shakes his head* No, I like driving. Being able to roll the windows down and blast the music...it’s like a few moments of freedom. *he shrugs, smiling a little sadly*
*she noticed the smile then something clicks* so freedom is your vice. You act out to feel free, thus the partying. You mentioned earlier the responsibility of being a prince being am influence on the partying. A lack of freedom makes sense. *she knows shes getting too personal but her curiosity and worry for the future gets the best of her* But what does that mean you're going to do when you're king? You'll have even less. How do you plan to maintain that restriction without bursting and needing freedom?
*he stiffens a little at her analysis because damn it’s spot on, but sighs towards the end* Getting as much out of life as I can now. I always knew what my future held for me. So I can plan accordingly. *he forces a small grin, trying to joke* Besides, with any luck, I’ll be old and almost out of energy by the time I’m king.
*furrows her eyebrows concerned* That doesn't work. *sighs* Believe me I'd know. But we aren't wired to run off memories. Instead we develop habits and coping mechanisms. Everyone snaps from time to time, you'll go back to what made you happy last. For you I assume that'll be partying. Which is something you can't do as king, and assuming it wont be till your old isn't right either, regardless of if that was a joke it's not something that you can lean on since millions of people could be relying on you and you'd be unprepared. You are going to be king, You are not going to have freedom, you are going to be under immense pressure and responsibility, honest answer, what are you going to do when you need to snap?
*he narrows his eyes at her, this time more out of irritation than anything else, and he’s a little sarcastic* Gee, thanks for the reminder. Though, for the record, I /haven’t/ partied since uni, and I have no plans to in the near future. So perhaps I’ll rely on my other coping mechanism, such as basketball, or taking a drive.
Yeah well it's the truth and uni wasn't that long ago. It's hard to break habits. I mean I partied like 4 times a month in undergrad and I still use it. That was forever ago but that's not how humans work. You're gonna lean on what you've leaned on. You're going to get shitfaced, you're going to want what you used to have, you're gonna idolize those times in uni and want them back. But you're not going to have it and it's going to be hard and shitty but you have to tough it out because of the country that relies on you and this is proving to me that you're not going to be a reliable King for the people who need you.
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Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs from 1937
Okay, this is one of my first childhood movies I’ve ever watched, so my option may be based more on nostalgia and maybe I’m a little bit biased.
Enjoyment:
Even after all these years, I really enjoy this movie. The atmosphere and music, the lovely animation and the lovingly designed characters. Everything just fits together. You actually feel like you've landed in the middle of a fairy tale by yourself. There are a few scenes that scared me as a child, such as the transformation of the queen into the old beggar, or the scene as Snow White flees into the woods and sees all the grotesque faces and creatures. These scenes still give me goosebumps. This movie is not particularly action-packed, but it’s not trying to be anyway. It’s more a movie to relax from a stressful day and let yourself be carried away into a fantasy fairytale world. The evil queen's death scene is still one of the most iconic movie villain deaths to this day. Another interesting detail that I found out is, that the two vultures are supposed to be an allusion to Nazi Germany. If you look at the eyes of the vultures, you can see the colors of the German flag black-red-gold and these animals are also a symbol of death and evil.
Animation:
I just love the animation in this movie. Yes, it's a little bit outdated, but there's so much love and detail behind it. You can really see how much work and time the animators put into it. Great details like the astronomical signs of the zodiacs above the magic mirror, or while Snow White still lives in the castle, it lies in both sunshine and shadow, which is supposed to represent the presence of good and evil living together behind the walls, but as soon as Snow White has left the castle, the next time we see the castle, it’s wrapped in deep darkness, since only the evil queen is still present inside of it. The landscapes look like realistic nature scenerys und honestly, the animals have no fucking buiseness to look so damn cute. I like that the animators gave humans a look with more realistic proportions, while the animals and dwarfs look more cartoonish, cute and funny. That creates a good balance. I also enjoy how the animators try to express feelings und moods with pictures, such as after Snow White was "killed" and the dwarfs and animals mourn over her and it's raining so heavily outside as if the whole world is crying together with them. Scenes that are supposed to be sad are sad. Scenes that are supposed to be scary are scary and scenes that are supposed to reflect hope and happiness do just that. Really, they did a great job!
Music:
Just like with the animation, I can mostly say good things about the music in this movie. Although it’s also somewhat outdated, it fits perfectly in every situation and scene. In creepy moments it’s scary, in carefree moments it’s light and bright and in sad moments it’s sad. Some of the songs are also really good mood-lifters, like "With a Smile and a Song" or "Whistle While you Work." Seriously, if you feel depressed or don't feel like doing chores, just listen to these two optimistic songs, I'm sure you'll feel better afterwards. At Heigh ho I still have to whistle with the melody, I just can't help it and "The Silly Song" and "The Washing Song" are also two very funny and mood-lifting songs.
Funny:
There were actually some funny moments in the movie that made me giggle or chuckle. The funniest scene in my opinion was probably when the dwarves were forced to wash themself and panicked. Dopey and Grumpy are definitely the funniest of the dwarfs, although Grumpy clearly doesn't intend to. Among the animals, it is probably the turtle. The poor guy is always the last to arrive, after all the action is already over and is always the one to whom something stupid happens, be it falling down the stairs or being overrun by the other animals. Interestingly, none of the funny or silly moments come from human characters, only ever from the dwarfs or the animals. Fun fact: there was a kind of competition among the artists that was even fueled by Walt Disney himself. It was kind of a contest among the artists who created the funniest scene involving the dwarfs and which Walt Disney would like the most in the end. The winner received a special bonus from him.
Characters:
This movie is full of lovingly designed characters, whether Snow white, the dwarfs, the animals, the hunter, or the evil queen. However, it must be mentioned that none of the characters has a really complex personality. Snow White is just a pure-hearted angel, the evil queen is just an evil bitch (and I love her for that), the personalitys of the dwarfs correspond to their names and the prince was completely wasted material. I think the hunter and Grumpy have the most complex personalitys of all. The hunter shows loyalty to the queen, but does not follow her blindly and lets Snow White flee instead of killing her, knowing that the queen's mind is evil and twisted. At the beginning of the story, Grumpy has a misogynistic attitude, although unfortunately it’s not discussed in more detail why. I think it would be interesting to find out. The movie only mentions that he thinks all women are evil and try to wrap men around their little fingers. He is always portrayed as grumpy (heh) and in a bad mood, but deep down he cares for the other dwarfs and later Snow White too. He is also the bravest of them and has leadership potential. He reminds me a little of my late grandfather, maybe thats the reason why he is my favorite character in the movie XD
Inequality & diversity:
Fortunately, as far as I could tell, there were no racist hints and moments in this movie. Grumpy's misogynistic behavior at the beginning may a bit annoying and as already mentioned, I think it's a shame that it was not dealt with in more detail. Maybe he was in love with a woman once and she broke his heart? Fortunately, however, he takes this behavior off after a while and shows that he actually cares for Snow White and wants to protect her like the other dwarfs. There are people who think that Snow White is degraded as a useless little housewife, because she does the dwarfs’ housework and that's sexist in their eyes. Although I can understand where this kind of thinking comes from, I disagree. Snow White clearly shows dozens of times during the movie that she greatly enjoys doing housework, cooking and baking, unlike Cinderella. It’s even more important to mention, that Snow White doesn’t consider it obvious to be allowed to live with the dwarfs, even though she is a princess and could simply order it. No, instead it’s important to her, that she has to work to be allowed to stay. The dwarfs give her a place to stay and protect her, so she helps them with the housework and cooks for them. And the most important thing is that she likes to do it. Another point is that Snow White is definitely portraied as the boss in the house. She makes it clear to the dwarfs that they should adhere to certain rules of decency and can also be quite strict with them, almost like a mother. The dwarfs listen to her (albeit reluctantly when it comes to washing) and are grateful for her help. I personally don't see anything sexist about it. It would be different if the dwarfs forced Snow White to cook for them and doing all the housework stuff.
My conclusion:
Watch it! This is not an action-packed movie, but more suitable for relaxing and freeing yourself from stress. This movie is full of positive messages as always trying to stay optimistic, even if you are going through dark times (always remember that Snow White had to leave the only home she knew, was demoted to a kitchen maid by her stepmother and who also wants to see her dead, just because she is more beautiful then her and still Snow White manages to look positive into the future). It also contains an important message to children: don't just welcome every stranger into your house and above all, don't eat (and drink) everything that a stranger offers you! I give this movie 7 out of 10 stars!
#Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs#disney#disney movies#reviewing disney movie#ranking disney movie#list#english is not my first language
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Dead Apple Movie Report/Summary
as promised, here’s my reaction thread/summary/speculations/theories about the Dead Apple Movie!!! sorry it’s a day late orz
everything under the cut because IT’S LONG. the CR subs comparison is c/o Fayto-san!!!! i watched the movie in SE Asia, so it’s a different company who handled the subtitles/distribution (it’s ODEX).
here goes! (also a warning/enticement: i’m shamelessly biased towards chuuya and soukoku)
Extra Notes:
- we probably got ourselves perma-banned so many places yesterday (the restaurant where we had lunch, the coffeeshop we went to pre-movie, the foodcourt where we had our post-movie drink, the entire mall itself....) because we were..... quite wild haha
- we took up a whole row in the cinema and there was another group that had their own row behind us! they're chuuya fans too, which is always awesome. the girl behind me is educating her new-to-the-fandom friend to ship soukoku "even if dazai is an asshole", which is Big Mood.
- certain someones (lol) cough "walking dead show" whenever soda is onscreen;;;;; if only They Knew that was the actual theme of the show (more on that below)
- our group was the loudest in the squealing/shrieking ahahaha. and aside from the obvious chuuya and soukoku scenes, we were the loudest at: (1) ALL THE GIRLS (each time yosano/agatha/tsujimura/kyouka's mom appeared, there's guaranteed squealing; Kyouka is Best Girl); (2) akutagawa's Dynamic Entry & akutagawa's curl-up lol; (3) that scene in the OP with the pm dazai & ada dazai; (4) the backstab scene; (5) dazai's handcuff escape & pill swallow. we were also fairly loud at some of atsushi's scenes, but it was more out of laughter??? like.... tiger son, you're kinda unintentionally funny/narmy this movie;;;;
- the people behind us each time there's an atsukyou scene: "BUT. SHE'S. 14." / "she's cuuuute" / "but. she's. 14."
- drinking game: drink for (1) each time atsushi yells kyouka's name - you won't make it out alive within the first 30 mins. slightly easier version: drink for (2) each time there's an orphanage flashback. fast-paced version: drink for (3) each time the "CLAWSSSS" was repeated
Movie Itself:
- chuuya's dynamic entry is so cool, pink motorbike included. like 30% of movie budget probably went to the animation of that scene. it's also asdfghk;da that chuuya tooling/destroying buildings is like, part of his theme in this movie. also, it makes me excited to see a pm days!soukoku driving a car to a mission - they both drive like hell lol
- dazai's "hi, chuuya~" haunts me until now, like. stop sounding so sassy and flirty, gdI but then again, dazai's teasing voice when he talks to chuuya the entire time is sassy and flirty so. asdfhgla
- dazai's “It would have been interesting if Chuuya got struck with lightning instead.” made us shriek because pre-movie, we were discussing that the French term for lightning strike, "le coup de foudre" is associated with love at first sight
- dazai complaining that because chuuya arrived 5 mins late, dazai had to get hit 3 times & chuuya just rolling with that = old married couple vibe much;;;;
- on a more serious note - it's very interesting to see this side of chuuya - in his previous appearances, he was the type to immediately blow his fuse whenever dazai says something to infuriate him, but this time, while he still bickers with dazai, there's a serious edge to it? chuuya's about to deal with the cause of death of his sheep fa(r)m, after all.
- (also - wtf was that dude holding a gun to dazai's head doing??? he just allowed dazai, his hostage, to fucking talk in the communicator the entire time???? bro, you ok??? are you sure you're a villain??? it would be funny tho if the 3 smacks that dazai was talking was 1 smack per sentence that he said on the communicator - because he did say 3 hahaha)
- chuuya activating For The Tainted Sorrow wordlessly (come to think of it, he has never said anything to activate For The Tainted Sorrow? like, everyone else says their ability name....) and on a whole building range = fucking lit. i wonder how's the range/control for his ability... because he managed to knock every single one of the mooks (incl the Lightning User) on that building rooftop in like, 3 seconds. and he managed to do it *without* crushing his bike, which is also on the roof, so he's able to do fine-tune who can be affected.
- chuuya so very tsun-tsun and dishonest when he wants to "help"!!! like aside from destroying buildings, being married w/dazai and being beautiful - one of chuuya's themes in the movie is that.... he does things that others tell him to, in two ways. one is if it's an order/job - which he'll only take from his superior/boss. another is if it's a debt he has to repay.
- soukoku then meets shibusawa; dazai says that all the gems that shibu's throwing away are wasted and it would have made for a good gift to women. chuuya asks for shibu to return the sheep fa(r)m, but shibu says that the sheep won't return because they committed the (apple) suicide. (so the sheep are Ability users? at least these six?)
- in the crunchyroll ver, shibu calls chuuya (&dazai?) "boring guests", while in odex ver, he calls them "bored guests"
- upon hearing confirmation that sheep fa(r)m is deader than dead, chuuya activates corruption wordlessly and tells dazai to not stop him. dazai actually acquiesces to that order w/o mouthing off, so it's good to see that he actually acknowledges how important it is for chuuya to avenge the sheep fa(r)m, despite the events in 15...
- building with soukoku&shibu explodes....... and camera pans to dramatically billowing in the wind coat of fyodor as he watches the proceedings, and calls it great entertainment. (so fyodor has already seen corruption at work? hmmmmm)
- re: the ADA briefing re: shibusawa....... like. ranpo-san. if you already knew how everything will happen/end......can you like.......inform the rest of ADA too......
- the fog events where a fog appears then disappears after a *few minutes* leaving behind a corpse of an Ability user started 3 years ago. the info that they have on shibu is that he's 29, he's an ability user, he goes by "collector", and he's the person responsible for the fog events
- also laughing at how... the meeting kunikida & tanizaki went to, to meet with the Special Ops agent... so shady hahaha. though apparently, this is the first time that the "calling card" of a stabbed, juicy apple is left behind.
- tanizaki: "why an apple?" / kunikida: "how should i know?" asd;sfha;ds why is that your main concern tanizaki, there's a dead person there in front of you hahahaha
- (flashback to bar lupin - dazai asking soda if he knows about apple suicides & soda replying that it's cinderella..... and dazai saying that soda is really interesting because of that.....dazai, your definition of interesting.... is if people don't know cultural/literary references? and soda's an aspiring author at this point??? do you sure??? and dazai giving such motives to snow white ahahaha, the definition of overthinking....;;;)
- dazai gets ambushed by ango in front of bar lupin after dazai took the pill (that would supposedly eventually act as an antidote) (like.....how the fuck did dazai end up hiding that pill in his mouth for that long and he kept on talking a lot and it didn't slip or melt wHAT) & ango says that dazai's the one who brought shibu back to yokohama;;; dazai doesn't get captured by ango's team, bec that's when the fog appears
- (atsushi sleeps inside kyouka's closet???? like............why. i thought he had his own dorm room before??? and kyouka's apparently living (in the dorm???) that's quite far away from the agency itself, bec they had to walk a long way to reach the agency?? i was initially thinking it was like, just behind the office or just the next street over hahaha
- ADA budget apparently is spent on high-tech communicators (just use special satellite phones asdj;asd) and fancy gun storage. i'm a bit disappointed that there wasn't a flamethrower. also, the gun that kuni gave atsushi??? had so many fucking bullets.
- ango and his team is able to monitor the fog in yokohama so they're.... not in yokohama? do they have like an airship or something? the fog is apparently able to remove any non-ability users in the vicinity & separate the ability user from his gift. ango reveals that the HQ of the enemies is an abandoned tower called Mukurotoride in the middle of yokohama and i'm just.... did nobody ever think that an abandoned tower in the middle of a busy city isn't damn suspicious???? it's apparently been there for a long time ffs
- (atsushi has this one-track mind that because dazai saved him, then dazai must be good at all costs, which is. i'd love to say it's because he trusts dazai, but it's more like those fanatic belief, really. it would be great if the manga can explore this deeper - because atsushi's hypocrisy is a really interesting facet of his character. atsushi who doesn't even want to point his gun towards the enemy abilities in the beginning and who say that 'even if he's a villain, we don't know the type of person he is...' 'no matter how bad they are, there's no need to kill them', but when akutagawa says that bec dazai is an enemy now, he'll kill him, atsushi reflexively points a gun at aku...)
- ango's subordinates track chuuya (A5158) down and sends him a message to "pay his debt to professor glasses"
- bitch trio scene! shibusawa's theme of boredom bec he's apparently that much of a genius whose intellect can't be surpassed. dazai says that he's just like shibu before, bored beyond belief. when shibu asks dazai how he's surpassed it, dazai claims that he's going to show shibu and that shibu doesn't know what's dazai's true intentions. shibu shoots it down by saying that it's only dazai who thinks he's fushigi mystery. dazai says that shibu needs salvation.... by either an angel or a demon.
- and because call a demon and he'll appear, fyodor appears. who tells the two that they're the only ones who think they're being mysterious because they're pretty easy to read. (shibu then calls fyodor "Majin Fyodor-kun" ahhh). dazai claims that fyodor's the one most likely to betray shibu, which fyodor agrees with. shibu just says that there hasn't been anyone who surpassed his expectations, so he's looking forward to it.
- during the entire bitch trio scene, there's a focus on apples and a certain skull.
- aku telling kyouka that she now has the opportunity to kill him in an ability-less world asdfgh;lasd
- the PM apparently has made an emergency passage specially made to counteract ability user-attacks and can't be penetrated by the fog?? i wonder how they made it?? a nullifying ability from dazai??? hmm
- aku says that the fog is a "dragon's breath" & aku schooling atsushi on information gathering is asdfjg;asd (i wonder who gave the info to aku though....? probs mori haha)
- at this point, i'm gonna jump the explanations and go with - during this entire movie, shibusawa is already dead. he's a walking dead. except for That One Flashback, shibu is dead.
- shibu then welcomes the bitch trio to his collection room, Draconia. which is filled with crystallized abilities. the room has abilities that are bright red and dull red - apparently, all the ability users that is engulfed with the mist will have crystals in the room - once the ability user has been defeated by their ability, the ability will be crystallized and will become a bright red gem inside the collection room. the collected ability can then be taken and used by anyone who's holding the red gem.
- fyodor says that the collection is enough to make a devil jealous, while shibu says that fyodor sold him information about most of the ability users in his collection, which is how he was able to collect them. (remember in the Fyodor v A chapter - fyodor got himself captured so he can steal the notes/docs about Port Mafia members. *more on this below)
- Shibusawa: But how did you gather all that information?
Fyodor: Every city is filled with rats.
Dazai: Meow.
- that meow also haunts me hahahaha
- shibu then basically says that he's actually just looking for That One Special Ability to make the collection worthy
- akuatsukyou arrive at the end of the passage? but it's foggy, so either the fog is stronger, they're outside of the passage, or aku's lying about the passage being impenetrable by the fog asd;fasd
- Shibusawa: To me, people are nothing but machines of flesh, behaving in identifiable ways. But there is just one person I fail to comprehend. Myself.
Dazai: Don't you have any friends?
Shibusawa: I don't need friends. I understand everyone's mind, after all. I will surely go to the world beyond, between my lines, past the blank spaces.
Dazai: You wouldn't be saying that if you actually had friends.
- this exchange is just so asdfgj'asds like pls you two
- akutagawa summarizes rashomon's ability as.... "to change a cloth to a blade and send it flying towards the enemy". i'm so proud of how aku's able to utilize that ability and create so many things (so demon armor is literally like a suit of blades??? damn son);;; (also, this brings to mind the saying "silk hiding steel" hahaha)
- aku defeating rashomon by slapping it towards the vat of lava..... damn son again;;;; aku going "just as planned", then rashomon apparently survives and aku changes it to "just as i expect from my own ability" ahahahaha.... and aku telling rashomon that he should quiet down and that he belongs in there (in his coat).... ahh bless him
- atsushi shattering the crystal on Byakko by shoving the blade inside its mouth.... is apparently Foreshadowing for something later
- chuuya complaining that he's being expected to go to ango's facility by one phone call.... but chuuya.... you still went..... ;;;;;
Chuuya: You've got some nerve, expecting me to answer your phone call like I'm on your beck and call.
Ango: May we have some time alone? This is a government facility. You don't expect to get away doing something like this, do you? (referring to chuuya probs destroying a dozen doors in the process of him reaching ango's office)
Chuuya: I'll be the one to decide if I do or not. Not you.
Ango: You have a debt to me.
Chuuya: No, you have a debt with me.
Ango: What are you talking about?
Chuuya: Don't act dumb. Do you think I'm stupid? It's about what happened six years ago.
Ango: What do you mean?
Chuuya: It was the government who sent Shibusawa into the Dragon Head Conflict. It was supposed to end the conflict that had engulfed all of Yokohama.
But he never had any intention of maintaining peace. All you did was create more corpses. You sheltered him anyway, because he's a gifted that can help in protecting the nation. That's why, not only did you turn a blind eye to all the corpses he'd produced overseas, you covered it all up.
Ango: All for the peace in this nation.
Chuuya (grabbing Ango): Watch your mouth, professor glasses. If you hadn't sent him out, all six of my friends would be alive right now.
Ango: Will you kill me? I wouldn't mind. I've been prepared ever since I'd decided to ask for your assistance.
Chuuya (throwing Ango aside): It's a deal, then. I'll accept your job. And you'll pay with your life.
- back at the creepy beautiful castle:
- fyodor and dazai utter the "keikaku doori" line, which means shit is about to go down
- apparently fyozai had made a team-up to sneak into the collection room w/o shibu knowing
- dazai reveals that he worked to "guide" shibu in yokohama because shibu is someone that can't be touched because he has the protection of the government... which means that he'll just continue filling up his collection room with ability users and japanese gov't will just turn a blind eye to it, and therefore shibu must be stopped by other means
- fyodor says that even w/o dazai meddling with shibu, shibu would create a fog in yokohama.
- fyodor takes out 2 abilities. 1st ability can summon all ability users in the area and teleport them to a single place. 2nd can turn the abilities of the gifted who touch it into crystals. (was A a foreshadowing for this all along? A's ability is to change the lifespan of his subordinates to jewels....what is with fyodor and ability users re: gems hahah)
- fyodor holds up the 2 gems so that dazai can touch it and nullify it
- (a side note: at this point, here are the characters who've been shown to still retain their abilities: Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor*more on this later; Dazai because his nullification still works; Chuuya, because he still had that glowy red when he dealt with ango and cracked an entire office wall in the process)
- the logic is that, if dazai touches the 2 gem abilities... the crystals will be broken and the abilities will return to their "former state"*** (v important) and the ability to summon all ability users in one place (aka The Fog) will be cancelled and therefore fog will disappear
- fyodor offers the 2nd gem first... dazai touches it.... but instead of the abilities returning to their owners, the abilities escaped from the crystal shells inside the collection room and fused into one
- before dazai can work on dispelling the fog by touching the 1st gem, shibusawa stabs dazai in the back with a fruit knife. shibu says that he expected this, bec nothing surpasses his expectations. dazai just blandly says "i see... so this is where the betrayal happens", bec fyodor had supposedly locked the door to the collection room when they entered it, but woopsie, apparently not, because fyodor values entertainment
- dazai asks shibu what's his next step, but shibu says that his target is dazai anyway, so there's "no next"
- dazai says that he didn't expect a fruit knife to hurt this bad, so there must be poison in it
- shibu tells dazai that he can now taste the death he's longed for dearly
- in CR subs: dazai says: "How could you? This feels great" while in ODEX subs, dazai says: "What have you done? This doesn't feel great at all", which i think makes more sense
- fyodor says that "with the owner dead, the ability leaves him", and dazai "dies" and "no longer human" crystallizes
- (a side note: so it's confirmed that if ability user dies, ability leaves him.... but what happens to it next? is it transferred to a next person? how about its effects? the people that yosano healed... will their effects be gone and therefore the people will regain their wounds??)
- shibu holds NLH in his palms. shibu's very excited to see NLH crystallized because it very blue (as opposed to the red-gem abilities), the blue changes to red, gemblocking him.
- (presumably, NLH activates?? but.... fyodor held the two gems before and they didn't really activate.... but maybe they didn't because they were already active??)
- Fyodor: The merging ability (the 1st gem, aka: The Fog, aka Shibusawa's Ability) and the disabling ability (NLH).
With the two contrary abilities becoming one, a singularity is born.
Even with Dazai's special ability, what you really desire-- your lost memories-- will never come back.
- fyodor then says that he'll help shibu recover his memories, and slits his throat
- (joint orphanage flashback time!! c/o atsu and shibu as shibu regains his memories! shibu experiments on young atsushi by electrocuting him. shibu says that the president was mistaken about atsushi's ability, implying that atsushi's real ability isn't Beast Underneath the Moonlight. it's apparently a Very Special Ability, but atsushi's not able to use it properly because of his youth/inexperience. shibu says that even he isn't able to pull the ability out and collect it with his fog.
- in CR subs, shibu says that: "It's the only special ability that won the envy of all other gifted." // in ODEX subs, shibu says that: "It's a special ability that can grant the wishes of other ability users"
(a side note - if his real ability is an ability that can grant his wish, it's possible that atsushi probably read a picture book somewhere or got influenced into thinking that Tigers are Bad. his ability goes haywire, bec it was too strong and he was too young to control it, so atsushi's ability has formed into a tiger because atsushi needed something to blame. something beastly. something monstrous. he can't accept that he himself is the one who's hurting others, so he has formed his ability to turn to a tiger. the regeneration, the shounen power ups... they're not very "tiger-like" or it'd make for a very OP tiger, so his ability could be to make his wishes to reality, like "i want to heal!", "i want to be strong!" and the tiger is just the form that atsushi can deal with/can understand. you can even say..... that byakko is his fursona;;;; *gets kicked*)
(more side note: irl!atsushi wrote a story Tiger Poet, which features a man changing to a tiger....that is a poet... so he might have read that story and got an idea re: the tiger. there's a quote there, "We are all the trainers of wild beasts and the beasts in question are our own inner-selves.", which could be atsushi getting the idea of personifying his ability as a tiger so he can "tame it", aka control his ability)
- anyway, young atsushi didn't enjoy the electrocutions, the tiger takes over and claws shibusawa's face off, killing him
- shibu then says that the reason why he targeted atsushi to begin with is because he heard from a Russian named Fyodor that atsushi's ability is special (see the same contrast betw the CR and ODEX subs noted above)
- present time, fyodor then confirms that shibu died at that point. But. upon death, shibusawa apparently inherited a new ability - the ability to split himself (his soul? spirit?) away from his corpse. his body (aka, the skull that's been there the entire time) is the one who remembers death while his mind doesn't remember it and has retreated into a room (the Collection Room) to deal with his Feelings. (so it means that the shibu soukoku faced off in the beginning is walking dead shibu as well, because apparently shibu has gone for the gem collection quest after his death)
- a side note: so Shibusawa's Real/Original Ability is The Fog (1st ability can summon all ability users in the area and teleport them to a single place....and presumably "pull" the ability away from them). after dying, he got the ability to separate his mind from his corpse (redefining mind over matter), presumably given to him by fyodor?. he then gets the ability to turn abilities into crystals, presumably given to him by fyodor too?, then because he's basically a ghost wandering around earth, he tries to find a reason for "existing" to fulfill the void, which leads him to gathering abilities (*more on this later)
- the abilities continue fusing to each other, creating a huge mass. dazai's "dead" body is sucked into that mass.
- fyodor comments that dazia is quite greedy, because even in death, he intends to watch the city fall into destruction. fyodor then says that as congratulation for their anniversary of being friends (LOL; also - they've known each other for a year already? or is fyodor gigglesnorting here and considering that very same day as the start of their friendship?), he'll tell the dead dazai the reason why he managed to keep his ability in the fog.
- a "2nd" fyodor appears, the personification of his ability. he looks exactly like him. they say the "I am crime. I am punishment. Did you know? Crime and punishment are close friends." line ahahaha
- fyodor merges with his ability
- the mass of abilities that sucked dazai in changes for to a dragon
- fyodor reveals that the dragon is the form of the chaos of special abilities. (remember that "original state of abilities" that fyodor said above? apparently, it's a dragon)
- the singularity anomaly readings are over 9000, more than the events 6 years ago (aka, the opening scene). ango checks on chuuya's location to see if he's on his way
Ango: Chuuya-kun... Dazai-kun is almost certainly eliminated by now.Do you understand what that means? (implying that if chuuya ends up using corruption, there's no dazai who'll nullify it, therefore he'll also die)
Chuuya: I don't care.
Ango: Are you sure? You haven't taken your reward... My life.
Chuuya: Don't get cocky, asshole. You were a just lowly infiltrator six years ago. It's not like anyone would have listened to you if you had opposed their plan to use Shibusawa. (Chuuya lowkey implying that he actually doesn't blame Ango all that much, despite all his talk earlier)
Chuuya: This is nothing but that idiot's plans. That Dazai is still inside there. No doubt about it. I need to give him a smack, or I'll never get over it. I'm hanging up.
(can i just say.... chuuya.... even though he has no proof of it whatsoever, he believes that dazai's still alive and waiting for him. ango, who can see the readings of the ability users, knows that dazai's dead. but chuuya----he doesn't need that kind of logic. unconditional trust is here, folks. also, the theories about chuuya actually being able to read dazai's plans/motives??? hell yes)
- chuuya's in a plane approaching the castle (so confirmed that ango's office really is floating over yokohama??? or at least not near it?)
Tsujimura: We're approaching the target.
Chuuya: You're that chick from way back.
Tsujimura: I'm Tsujimura. Are you really going?
Chuuya: Yeah.
Tsujimura: It's no use. No human can defeat it. That thing is a monster beyond human comprehension. Get overconfident and fight it, and you'll die. (lowkey spoilers about chuuya being beyond human, thanks bones)
Chuuya: That's not a reason to chicken out and go home. Do you know when it's all right to chicken out and go home?
Tsujimura: I do not.
Chuuya (jumping off the plane): There is no such time.
(chuuya's badass way of removing his gloves and jumping off and his hat and coat flying off???? the whole cinema SCREAMED)
- chuuya chants the "grantors of dark disgrace" line and corruption activates
- chuuya lands on a building, breaks it down to chunks and launches them at the dragon (with dazai inside hahaha)
- extended battle scene with chuuya just battling a dragon, which is the force of a fuckton of ability users' abilities combined, and nailing it. like. just. think about it. the dragon is formed by the force of all the abilities. and there's like, more than 128 of them (as per the initial briefing with ADA). chuuya actually defeated the force of that many ability users. fuck.
- chuuya jumps down to a huge-ass building, floats it and uses it to beat up a dragon. a building is being used as a baseball bat to hit a dragon. the sheer scale and ridiculousness of how powerful he is??? amazing.
- chuuya ends up ramming the building to the dragon's mouth. that's how the fight ends. he makes the dragon choke on AN ENTIRE BUILDING.
- chuuya then yells "DAZAIIIIIIIIIIII" as the dragon explodes (while he's still in corruption mode)
- chuuya reaches dazai, who's inside the dragon, and chuuya (still in corruption mode) punches dazai in the face
- the punch is apparently the key needed for dazai to bite down on the pill, releasing the antidote to the poison (if only romeo and juliet knew about this method...)
- dazai lives. chuuya coughs out blood from using corruption for too long.
- they float in the air and dazai. just. softly touches chuuya's cheek, disabling corruption.
Dazai: You believed in me and used Corruption? I'm so touched I could cry.
Chuuya: Yeah, I did. I believed in your disgusting craftiness and refusal to die.*
Dazai: That was a somewhat violent way of waking Snow White.
Chuuya: You're the one who planned it by hiding an antidote in your mouth, knowing I'd punch you.
...JUST.
dazai's voice.
chuuya. admitting that he believes in dazai. in ODEX subs, it was "i believed in the fact that you wouldn't die", which is extra doki in that ----- even though they've said "i'll kill you" to each other so many times (even in the beginning of the movie) and even though chuuya knows about dazai's double suicide longings.... he still believes that dazai wouldn't die.
and just. dazai implying that he's snow white. and chuuya just rolling with it????? dazai implying that chuuya's the prince who woke up snow white. and chuuya just rolling with it????????
this is high-level flirting i CANNOT
and chuuya KNOWING that him being here is part of dazai's plans and him being here anyways knowing that (even though he had mentioned about dazai's plans always toying with him---)--------------- i CANNOT
Chuuya: Let go, asshole.
Dazai: (*dazai presses down on chuuya's head to prevent him from moving*) Don't move. The fog hasn't cleared. I don't want to have to protect you from your special ability in this situation.
Chuuya: It's still not over?
Dazai: No, it's just beginning.
Chuuya: Shit. I can't even move a single finger. (Chuuya collapses into Dazai's thigh, his face/chin landing on Dazai's upper right thigh/hip)
Dazai: I predicted things this far. But the rest is on them.
and of course. the lap scene. the scene that killed everyone in the cinema. just. there's no words that can bring it justice. the fuwafuwa atmosphere. the shoujo music background during the floating then the lap scene. the sound of dazai's hand patting chuuya's head. the body placements. the camera angles. that pic in the magazine???? oh boy the actual scene, the extended scene is 10000000000x gayer.
just think.
dazai. who shoved atsushi off when he fell on him.
dazai. who had chuuya fall on his crotch and legs and just. let him stay there. like yes, the point is that dazai has to keep on touching chuuya so he can nullify chuuya's ability and therefore not have his powerful ability have a separate form that can fight them. but they didn't have to stay in that position, did they? i mean, chuuya can't move but dazai could have shoved him off, right? he could have touched him using anything else but keeping him between his legs and patting his head/hair right.
.............BUT WAIT.
dazai.
before he "died".
he.
already nullified the ability to form abilities to crystals. the only ability left is shibusawa's fog, which can trap ability users in one place and extract the ability from them (and just that. the abilities shouldn't be trying to hunt down their "owners" anymore, because no more moon crystal power. right???)
so.
dazai........didn't really have to keep touching chuuya then?
.......is that so. huh.
.....i see.
sasuga dazai.
(i mean even that conjecture is incorrect - as in the Fog can also make abilities fight their owners, aside from just extracting them..... did dazai really have to touch chuuya like that????? .....he really did, huh. i see. sasuga dazai)
.........also. the ability, even if given form, only attacks the owner. (except for that lol-worthy case of rashomon and the tiger having different ideas and attacking each other). so if dazai, as he says, really hates chuuya and wants him to die...... he can..... just let the ability kill chuuya, right??? he doesn't *have* to protect chuuya from it, right? his keikaku that will allow him to use the antidote pill is done, right....? ....ah, but he has to protect chuuya... i see.... sasuga dazai) (unless dazai thinks that chuuya's ability would also hunt him down, in which case.......... dazai, you think yourself that important to chuuya that his ability will hunt you too, huh...... i see.... sasuga dazai)
....also.
dazai.
saying that this is within his predictions, while he's holding the collapsed chuuya to his thigh. still with his hands on chuuya's head. dazai....... why are you predicting that chuuya will end up in your lap. more importantly, why does your predictions END once you have chuuya in your lap. you're leaving the akuatsukyou children to fend for themselves and didn't predict the next parts because you got chuuya in your lap already. .....i see. sasuga dazai;;;;
(a sidenote. from above. fyodor sold the port mafia's information re: ability users to shibusawa. the ability users that shibu knows about will be in the collection room, their abilities getting taken from them. chuuya has his ability The Entire Movie. he didn't lose for the tainted sorrow, at all. so.
- chuuya's ability too strong and can't be extracted, just like atsushi
- OR chuuya's ability not in port mafia records
- OR chuuya's info is there, but incorrect/incomplete
- OR chuuya's info is there, fyodor kept chuuya's ability's information and didn't sell it (a good theory for fyoya fans???)
- OR collection room can only get abilities from humans?
(signs point to the first one....... but the other options are also hmmmmm)
- fyodor planting a broken crystal of shibusawa's original ability crystal on the skull's head (it looks like a goddamn horn) so that shibu becomes the "point of singularity" in lieu of the dragon bec dragon is dead. fog continues.
- shibusawa realizing that all his plot?? at collecting abilities? is just his way of trying to cope with the fact that his real thirst lies with atsushi. no really. he just really, really, really wants to see atsushi again.
- another sidenote: AGATHA IS A QUEEN. also, we're laughing about how Agatha is in command of EU. (no brexit in BSD world, apparently) (but also crying a bit because..... Verlaine and Rimbaud and the Trancendentals could be part of the clock tower order??? because there's 12 Transcendetals, there's 12 #s in a clock and they're from france, therefore europe, therefore part of EU therefore----)
- THAT FUKUMORI BACK TO BACK SCENE. MOTHER OF FUCK. mori having faith in dazai's keikaku..... but he's wrong.... because dazai's keikaku had already ended a few minutes ago, with chuuya in his lap. (but really. so mori can't 100% predict dazai, apparently. because mori thinks that it's still within dazai's plan, but dazai says it's not anymore, so.) also. mori being able to kill the ability-elise but not doing so because of the power of cute??? wow, just wow.
Mori: Fukuzawa-dono.
Fukuzawa: What a coincidence, Mori-sensei.
Mori: Are you having a problem?
Fukuzawa: I've just had a glimpse of a solution.
Mori: Excellent. Is it not at times like these that your daily actions speak?
(They attack each other's abilities)
Fukuzawa: I thought you only used your scalpel. I'll be careful from now on.
Mori: No mercy, even for an endearing girl. The lone swordsman, Silver Wolf. You are indeed full of sin.* (CR: you are indeed guilty; ODEX: you are indeed, full of sin)
Fukuzawa: That was nothing but a demon.
Elise: Hey, Rintarou! What the heck are you doing, leaving me behind?!
Mori: It's the real Elise-chan~
Fukuzawa: I think she's a demon either way.
- the akukyouatsu v shibu fight continues, with shibusawa basically saying, "ATSUSHI THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE" in repeat. the reference re: tiger v dragon is brought up. shibu says that he's not bored anymore bec atsushi's there.
- the tiger and the dragon are enemies. (more on that here: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TigerVersusDragon) apparently, because the dragon represents all the abilities fused together, the tiger is the opposite (......so..... tiger = no abilities? hmmmmm. no wonder fyodor wants him. it's the fulfillment of his goal of a world without abilities, then?). shibu says that atsushi's ability is the opposite of all the abilities, the most special ability of all. atsushi's ability crystallizes, but before shibu can take it, atsushi grabs and says "that's not an ability, that's me!"
- (side note:
- i wasn't expecting that atsushi (whether it's the beast underneath the moonlight or the possibility that his is an ability that takes the form of his desires/wishes) would be the opposite of all the abilities. i would think it's more of dazai's or someone who can erase an ability, but. MC powers?
- then again. all of shibusawa's info came from fyodor. so it's also highkey possible that this is all Fake News from fyodor)
Shibusawa: I understand everything, now. Why I'm here, why you appeared before me, and what his words mean... You... You must be the angel who saves me.
- shibu proving dazai right that "an angel" saved him, though technically a "demon" saved him "from death" before too....
- atsushi kills shibu for the second time by crushing his skull
- AGATHA. BEING DISAPPOINTED. THAT YOKOHAMA IS SAVED. because. "The scent of a burning nation goes well with tea." AGATHAAA
- at the end of fighting, chuuya's propped up against the wall of rubble (YOU KNOW THE ONE). his hat apparently landed a few feet away from him. (did dazai drag him there so he can be near his hat? did dazai look for the hat?? did the hat get magically pulled to where chuuya is??).
akutagawa appears.
chuuya asks what the hell is he doing here, then says that the idiot dazai is safe.
akutagawa..... bows to chuuya.
like damn.
akutagawa "DON'T YOU ORDER ME, YOU FOOL" ryuunosuke, bowing down to chuuya. a+++++++++
but then akutagawa starts to leave chuuya behind ahahahaha
and chuuya goes..... what, you're just gonna leave me here when you see i can't walk what. but seriously, his line is: "Oi. Lend me a shoulder."
(so.... dazai and chuuya were together till daybreak, in time for chuuya to wake up, for the spoonDI cover to be shot, for them to have matching bruises on their lips in that photo, huge smiles in their faces, for dazai to change clothes, for chuuya to be unable to walk.......... i don't to say they banged in the rubble, but they totally banged in the rubble.)
- dazai basically saying that, welp i did this keikaku and harmed so many things!
- atsushi: but dazai is helping yokohama!!!
- Dazai: Do I look like such a good person?
- atsushi.... i want to say it's your trust or that it's your naivete, but...... are you sure you have eyes lol
- dazai reveals that he hopes that shibu managed to fill his boredom and loneliness..... dazai, stop projecting your issues on others. stop helping others with your same issues achieve happiness.... do it to yourself first please.....
- as the ending song plays... we have this scene from ango:
Ango: Given the complexity of the three masterminds' motivations, we still don't have a full picture. Dazai-kun's the same as usual, and demon Fyodor's intentions are impossible to comprehend. But, beyond all the scheming and lying, the incident may fundamentally be very simple. How is a man like Shibusawa, so intelligent that others look like alien creatures to him, to act, to be destroyed, or to be saved? To be one of three aliens in the world, in isolation and loneliness... I can't even imagine it.
.....like, given the movie. it really is a good summary. all these genius aliens.... they actually have such simple thoughts.
- shibu did all of that, but he just really wanted to see atsushi again.
- fyodor did all of that, but he just really wanted to be a bitch and have fun. (and maybe kill all ability users eventually)
- dazai did all of that, but he just really wanted to try an apple suicide and be saved just like snow white.
.....one of it is not like the others, ahahaha;;;;;;
- chuuya looking beautiful in the ending scene, as he talks with mori
Chuuya: Were you aware of the trick, Boss? (*referring to dazai not really dying? and using that antidote pill?)
Mori: Dazai-kun was acting on his own, and I expected he would need your help. As a forerunner.
Chuuya: So I was an opening act?
Mori: Dazai-kun decides the star. (in ODEX: Dazai-kun was the one who decided on the star.)
Chuuya: And what do I get in return?
Mori: The return of order in this city.
Chuuya: The peace of this city, huh?
Mori: Good work.
Chuuya: You don't need to thank me. It was your order, so I'm just doing my job.
- asdfgj;asd
- mori #1 soukoku shipper confirmed. like. even if he has that much faith in dazai's plans (see above), he also has a lot of belief that dazai's plans will work if chuuya's there to help.
and that "dazai decides the star"/"dazai decided (on you) being the star.... and chuuya....... just rolling with it. he's not ok with simply being an "opening act" ahhaahh. and mori knowing that dazai made the plan with chuuya having the starring role. and chuuya Knowing that too.
and here comes chuuya's concept of "reward" again.... does this boy get paid.......
chuuya's reward being yokohama's peace???? is he really part of the mafia??????????? a pure boy. someone give him the yokohama peace prize.
- second to the last scene is fyodor still creeping on them:
Fyodor: Everything is but entertainment. But in order to end this world, rife with crime and punishment, I really do need that book. The blank novel sleeping in this town.
(so Book's location is confirmed to be in Yokohama at this point)
- final scene with ADA doing business as usual and atsukyou going out for a mission? to buy crepes? to buy chazuke? idk
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Fic Recs ❀
okay so, dis gonna be my faves I’ve read recently with a variation of series, oneshots, smuts, fluffs, etc… None are mine, the url of the author will be by the title of the writing. Also, I'm a multifandom hoe so, I’ll try to have a mix of my favorite groups in the list, but for now its mostly exo and bts. Enjoy ya nasties xoxo.
about a girl (8 part series) - @rudeboywonho
dad!namjoon, CEO!namjoon, reader becomes his daughter’s nanny, a little angsty but also fluffly so is worth a read and his daughter is such a gem
vibrations (M) - @seokvie
sub!jimin, ass play, vibrating butt plugs, hot as shit… I’m sweating
owned (12 part series) - @ibangtanthings
reader marries cold rich namjoon to save her family but in the time being, they both get to warm up to each other slowly, angsty at first but has a really heartwarming ending
zipper (M) - @jiminniemouse
bestfriend!jungkook, this boy convinces the reader to watch porn with him and you already know how this ended, obviously smut
buzz (3 part series) (M) - @floralseokjin
it all starts with yoongi bursting into the reader’s room when they were about to masturbate with their new vibrator, smutty as heck
aquiver (3/9 part series) (M) - @floralseokjin
after many attempts to orgasm by himself and failing, yoongi follows namjoon’s advice and goes to a sketchy place for his solution and there he finds the reader
spill the tea - @jae-bummer
reader talks about her feelings about jooheon to his members and he overhears the conversation, cute and funny, kinda short but it’s still one of my faves
where is my mind (M) - @tayegi
werewolf!hoseok, can’t handle himself when he sees you because of his heat but you don’t seem to mind, cute ending
for a good time, call: the horndog (M) - @tayegi
lengthy jimin smut, sex in the studio, hilarious ending
cabin (M) - @krismebaobei
you spend most time with jongin in your stay in the cabin with exo and this makes Chanyeol a bit jealous but when y’all get a moment alone, you let him know you are his, plus a funny ending
class president (M) - @btssmutgalore
“class president candidate jimin would do anything to get your vote” fuck.
captain (M) - @suho-mochi
footballplayer!suho, basically his team loses the game, he’s frustrated and fucks the reader against the lockers, hot shit
sin city (10/? part series) (M) - @btssmutgalore
reader applies and gets a job at sin city, her sweet and dangerous moves make the owner jimin break some of his own rules because of his attraction to her, 10/10 would recommend to anyone in the kpop fandom, favorite series ✩
pop up - @yeolology
teleportor!jongin, you have seen the same boy pop in and out of your life twice and you are devoted on finding him, and you do
watch me (M) - @taecup
jungkook x reader x taehyung, hot as shit, bitch I’m quaking
neither innocent nor guilty (M) - @won-heol
lawyer!wonho, infamous prosecuter Mr.Shin has his eye on the reader during court and he can’t wait to get his hands them even if he just lost the case to her, dAMn
castaway (M) - @kpopfanfictrash
airplane crash au, you’re stranded with Jongin after being the only survivors of the accident and learn how to live with eachother but feelings get caught up in the middle, smut torwards the end, amazing plot
a good day to save lives (4/? part series) - @mxn-yoongi
bts doctor au, nonsense but its pretty funny nonsense, reader is an intern along with jungkook and taehyung while the rest are mostly doctors in different areas
safeguard (3 part series) - @thesammtimes
plushie!jongin, very unique and cute plot, I dream of this happening to me
no strings (10 part series) - @kpopfanfictrash
fuck buddy jimin, from friends with benefits to lovers, fluff ending but has smut throughout the story obviously
nerves (M) - @tayegi
thanks to an experiment the reader’s nervous system is emerged with kim taehyung, weird ass plot but I think its cool, its funny too tbh
higher (9/? part series) - @3kpop2jagi1
really good story, it doesn’t help that i’m suho biased, yixing is my favorite character in the story and if you read it, you’ll know why
taken (11/? part series) - @kimjongdaely
i started reading and now I’m desperate to see how it continues, gangleader!suho, harsh themes & much angst, stockholm syndrome?
go with it (M) - @rapmonluv
sub!namjoon, he expected to have you in the palm of his hand but by the end of the night it turned to be the way around, i need a large holy water after this and you’ll do too
perverted bunny mask (13/? part series) - @btsinned
assassins au, harsh themes (murder, psychopathic tendencies, sexual harassment, etc…) very interesting tho i was waiting for that smut with jungkook
a cinderella story (1/? part series) - @1honeypot
fratboy!yoongi, while you struggle with your crush in real life, little did you know you were sexting him via adult chat
across the hall (3/? part series) - @the-porcelain-doll-xo
neighbour!chanyeol, reader gets tired of her sister pairing her with guys so she lies about having a bf and now is faking a relationship with her cute neighbour
meddling (M) - @ffsjjk
for once you are grateful for your best friend taehyung and his meddling because it brought you to this gentleman named park jimin
sexting (M) - @lilyjhs
sex over the phone, you had known jimin in real life as a fuckboy, n u t
who are you? - @8bityeol
reader becomes invested on the anonymous letters of a fan and wants to find him, “happy delight”, the reader is a thriller book writer, I want a mango slaw
rent-a-boyfriend - @jimlingss
your friend hoseok literally rents you a boyfriend for a month to change your dull mood but he isn’t even your type, very fluffly/creative plot
la douleur exquise (M?) - @cinnaminsvga
incubus!yoongi, you summon a demon just for funs and now he’s stuck in the ground half naked and he’s obligated to stay with you until he sexually satisfies you, read it even if you aren’t a yoongi stan, this had me laughing so hard
handmade gold - @btsxexoxtrash
soulmates!jongin, in a world full of people with their true love, you and your boyfriend go against the odds and continue dating and as he finds his soulmate, everything gets tougher but not all hope is lost, angsty fluff, its really good I promise
camera (M) - @exostace
the reader is a cam girl and her friend sehun wants to help her but when practicing what to do when the camera is on, things get hOT, I imagined this very vividly in my mind and I am fukked
temptation (M) - @exostace
fuckboy!chanyeol sends you a dick pic because he got hard thinking of the time you sucked his dick in Baekhyun’s room, n u t
new nEw NEW!
hey, neighbor - @whimsical-ness
neighbor!baekhyun, reader falls for him, it’s pretty cute
she’s testosterone (2 part series) - @jimlingss
yoonji/yoongi, crack fic, you’re bestfriends with yoonji but later you realise yoonji has a dick, slight smut sprinkled at the end
on the verge (M) - @xhixtape
yoongi suggests the idea of being submissive for once and you both play with the roles, h o t, straight up smut without plot
fantasy (M) - @xhixtape
optional male bias, reader plays with their bias, cockring and teasingggg
quivering, whimpering (M) - @xhixtape
bestfriend!jungkook, he convinces you to help him out since you like being dominate already, he’s willing to be a good boy for you
FIC RECS 2 (I made another list)
#fic recs#kpop fanfic#kpop fic recs#bts fanfic#bts smut#bts scenarios#bts fluff#exo smut#exo scenarios#exo fluff#exo series#bts series#monsta x fanfic#exo fanfiction
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his everything:
hey everyone! i wrote another piece! yayay! this is on a quote i found and about henry and drizella. i hope you all enjoy it. it’s called my everything and it’s about: 1280 words.
“good riddance. that bitch is finally dead.” his mother, regina, picks up her drink and smiles. she stood behind her bar, toasting. henry mills just sat there, feeling something he couldn’t explain.
she places a vodka tonic in front of him and waits for him to pick it up. he does and takes a small drink of it. it tasted good but he wasn’t in the mood to drink. he just wanted to go home.
“are you alright, henry?” she asks, raising an eyebrow. “drizella is dead. the curse is over.”
“mom, i’m fine.” he puts a fake smile on his lips and takes another sip. he looks around at all the people that were exclaiming how happy they were. she was dead and they could go back and live their own lives. “great party by the way.”
“you are so not fine.” she crosses her arms and looks him in the eye. “what’s wrong?”
“nothing you would understand.” he replies, sighing.
“i am your mother. i can understand.” she states, coming to sit beside him. she rests her hand on his arm and he just feels sick. he closes his eyes and when he opens them, she was there. it was just for a second but he could smell the vanilla musk of her perfume waft over his senses.
“do you know where i was today? when i said i was taking a drive?” he asks. regina shakes her head, a confused look lacing her features. “i was with her.” he lowers his voice and she takes a drink of her whiskey. “i was with drizella. i was saying goodbye to her. she knew it was the end.”
“henry,” his mother sighs. “how could you?”
he turns and looks her in the eye. “i could do it because i was in love with her. i saw who she truly was. i saw the genuine and amazing person she could be. i saw a girl who was forced into a role she didn’t want because of her mother. i saw someone who was trying to change. she let me help her. Instead of seeing that, none of you guys wanted to see that. they all accepted you but you all couldn’t look past all that she did.” he whispers. when he stops, he downs his drink.
his mother says nothing. “how long were you together?”
“in the enchanted forest? or here?”
“both.” he loved his mother dearly but he couldn’t fathom why she didn’t try. none of them tried to reach out and help her. she could have still been here if someone other than him tried.
“here, it started after halloween. in the enchanted forest, it was after i saw her that day in the woods. when she was trying to use her powers. i fell in love with her in two different worlds.”
regina mills just stayed quiet. she couldn’t believe her own son loved the enemy. his words wash over her, and she realized he was right. she was just like drizella and someone gave her a chance to be good. no one even thought to help drizella out. she also could not believe how silly she had been. she didn’t even notice or think to ask henry if he liked someone. she just kept telling him to go for cinderella. she just thought it was right, even when it truly wasn’t. drizella seemed like a bad person - so they chose to look at her like that.
“i am so sorry henry.” she acknowledges after their brief silence. “the way she acted when i was awake, it never seemed like anything was going on between you two. i should have seen it.”
“we kept it a secret for a reason. we didn’t want anyone to know. it was better to keep a secret than have people know and everyone give us crap. i didn’t want ella or lucy or rodgers to know and especially victoria belfrey. it would have been torture. i didn’t even know i loved her then so we said nothing. it made the times we did spend together so much more special, i guess.”
regina sat there again, realizing that her son had to watch his love die. henry had to watch, standing back and saying nothing as they killed her. emma and regina sent a blast of magic into her heart after she broke the curse in hyperion heights. henry had to stand back and wasn’t able to catch her as she fell. the last thing she saw was them staring at her, glad that she was dying.
“i don’t know what to say.” her own voice goes quiet.
“there is nothing to say. drizella knew it was her time. she was going to break the curse today anyway. her, leaving, was just something she knew and she forced me to accept it as well.”
they sit there in silence, henry just angry that he should have done something. regina was angry that she could have done something. both of the mills’ just keep the silence going on.
“are you going to say tell anyone?” she asks, breaking the silence. she runs her hands through her hair, concerned for what he was going to say. “about you and drizella?”
“why?” he asks, laughing. “no reason now. she’s, she’s,” he trails off. “dead.”
“you could still tell emma at least or hook.” regina places her hand on his and he jerks it back.
“she’s gone, mom. there is no reason to tell anyone now. she’s dead and what we had is over. it finished as soon as she fell to the ground.” henry states sharply. he gets up and walks out of the bar. ella calls to him as he walks out, but doesn’t respond. regina chooses to give him a minute.
henry chooses to sit on the bench. the bench where ivy, or drizella first opened up to him. it was the first time he felt something for her. he knew she was pretty, there was no question about it. he considered her friend, or something before. then she opened up to him and then later bought him a drink. he felt so comfortable around her. sure, the memories he shared were fake but he felt like he could open up to her. she opened up to him and felt something stir deep inside.
he was so damn angry. he sits down and runs his hands through his hair. he couldn’t yell at his mother because she didn’t know. he should have been open. he should have said something and maybe drizella would still be with him. he never even told her, but he saw a future with her. he saw them owning an apartment in seattle. even owning a dog one day. she said she loved the shih tzu puppies and maybe having a child or two of their own one day. he wanted it all.
he never thought about that stuff before. he knew he wanted it but never thought with who. when he started dating drizella, all that stuff started to creep inside his brain just a little more.
but that was all gone now. all he had was the memories of them wrapped in his sheets. with no one looking, drizella was so funny. she had a sharp biting humor. she couldn’t cook either but he was teaching her. she watched and just smiled as he did. she could make the best eggs in the world though. he loved and cherished the time they spent together. even if it was all a secret.
but no one could take away what he felt because they were all his. his memories. his love.
his everything.
#writing#henry x drizella#ouat season 7#ouat fanfiction#henry mills#ivy belfrey#drizella tremaine#tw: talks about death#moving on#henry x ivy#lila writes a lot
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3 / 27 / 19 ━ your character’s mood for the day.
01. pure water by mustard, migos. “give me the beat, i ride it like a jetski, so many bad bitches they harassin' me, they like me 'cause i rap and be with the athletes.”
02. fall threw by rich the kid, young thug, gunna. “pull off in that lambo quick, hundred racks and a tec in this bitch, quarter mil' on my necklaces, tell your bitch to stop texting me, i've been living so reckless.”
03. splashin by rich the kid. “i flip the money, got my check up, i'm flexing up, but i'm no wrestler, blue cheese pockets got the extras, i stack the money up like tetris, how I got two-fifty from my neck up? how I made it from the hood to a bent truck?”
04. pure cocaine by lil baby. “when your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast, every day it's gon' rain, made a brick through a brick, i ain't whip up shit, this pure cocaine, yeah.”
05. west coast by g eazy, blueface, allblack, yg. “you can't imagine the way that this cash feelin', don't know what's harder, the first or the last million, my last album took care of my grand children, you try to win, cracked you head on the glass ceiling.”
06. middle child by j. cole. “i just poured somethin' in my cup, i've been wantin' somethin' I can feel, promise I am never lettin' up, money in your palm don't make you real.”
07. legacy by off set, travis scott, 21 savage. “i can't hold nothing back, i won't hold you up, i can't fit all my pain in this styro' cup, always talk to myself 'cause it's only us, always deep in my mind, don't know who to trust.”
08. envy me by calboy. “i was fighting some demons, in the field, bitch, i'm deep in, i was raised in the deep end, i know ****** be sinking.”
3 / 28 / 19 ━ songs that remind your character of their children/child.
for jasmine isabelle desta;
01. violent crimes by kanye west. “father forgive me, i'm scared of the karma, 'cause now i see women as somethin' to nurture, not somethin' to conquer, i hope she like nicki, i'll make her a monster, not havin' menages, i'm just being silly.”
02. when i’m gone by eminem. “have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for not the expression, no, literally give an arm for, when they know they're your heart, and you know you are their armor, and you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her.”
03. may i have this dance by francis and the light, chance the rapper. “you've got your, your mother's eyes, you've got your, your grandmother's ring, you've got your daddy's discernment, giirl, you did your thing, oh, give me one more, one, two, one, two, always on beat.”
04. right by you by john legend. “and even when it all becomes too much, when you're growing old and feeling out of touch, listen to this song and just take care, and know that i will be there...yeah, i promise i will, little girl, i'm cryin'.”
for legend magesty desta;
05. i love you so much by dj khaled, chance the rapper. “whatever you want to do, i will support you forever, one thing i can promise you, i love you forever, you're my son, i love you so much, i love you, son, you're my biggest blessing, mommy, daddy, we love you, we love you forever, son, you're the greatest that ever did it.”
06. only one by kanye west. “hello my only one, remember who you are, you got the world 'cause you got love in your hands, and you're still my chosen one, so can you understand? one day you'll understand, so hear me out, i won't go, no goodbyes, just hello.”
07. new day by jay z. “sins of a father make yo' life ten times harder, i just wanna take ya to a barber, bondin' on charters, all the shit that i never did, teach ya good values, so you cherish it, took me twenty six years to find my path, my only job is cuttin' the time in half.”
08. mockingbird by eminem. “i know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now, but hey, what daddy always tell you? straighten up little soldier, stiffen up that upper lip, what you crying about? you got me.”
3 / 29 / 19 ━ a playlist for your lover or ex lover.
01. worth it by yk osiris. “time is precious, baby girl, let's not let it go by, i just really wanna know, do you love me? don't lie, i know you felt alone, 'cause i been on the road, but i been doin' shows, i swear i ain't doin' you wrong”
02. swervin’ by a boogie wit da hoodie, 6ix9ine. “how you look so perfect on your worst days? double c your purses, you deserve it, ****** in your dm, they be thirsty, and in person, but you're curvin’, curvy little body, love your surface, i’m all on your body, make you nervous”
03. caramel by lloyd. “caramel, drippin' in my bed, yeah you know, what's going through my head, i'm thinking 'bout, getting with you tonight, i'm thinking 'bout, wifing you up for life”
04. kevin’s heart by j. cole. “she my number one, i don't need nothing on the side, said that i was done for good and don't want no more lies, but my phone be blowing up, temptations on my line, i stare at the screen a while before i press decline”
05. more/diamond ring by benny blanco, ty dolla $ign, 6lack. “you know your future brighter than a diamond ring, god damn, i put you on different things, god damn, you gon' make me break the bank, god damn...you're all I ever need, god damn, you mean so much to me”
06. ivy by frank ocean. “in the halls of your hotel, arm around my shoulder so i could tell, how much i meant to meant it sincere back then, we had time to kill back then, you ain't a kid no more, we'll never be those kids again”
07. mrs. variety by leon thoma, tayla parx. “mrs. variety, feels like i'm dating someone different every single week, it's like you know just how to play to every part of me, it's like you know just how to cater to my every need, mrs. variety”
08. cinderella by mac miller, ty dolla $ign. “you in my dreams that's why i sleep all the time, just to hear you say i love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind, i told you, you don't have to worry, you'll be fine, this the type of thing i heard it happen all the time, yeah, I just wanna see you fly, because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin' me high”
3 / 30 / 19 ━ songs that hit your character in the feels
01. power trip by j. cole, miguel. “got me up all night, all i'm singing is love songs, she got me up all night, constant drinking and love songs, she got me up all night, down and out with these love songs, she got me up all night, drown it out with these love songs, she got me up all night.”
02. practice by drake. “i can tell that money's got you working, got your body so wet, now we're finally here in person, i taste pain and regret, in your sweat, you've been waiting for me, i can tell that you been practicing.”
03. angel by the weeknd. “cause all I see are wings, i can see your wings, but i know what i am and the life i live, yeah, the life i live, and even though i sin, maybe we are born to live, but i know time will tell if we're meant for this, yeah, if we're meant for this.”
04. don’t by bryson tiller. “get in the ride, left hand is steering the other is gripping your thigh light up a spliff and get high, shawty you deserve what you been missing, looking at you i’m thinking he must be tripping, play this song for him tell him just listen.”
05. best mistake by layla russo, big sean. “hold up, i know love could be a beach with no shore, i done count to ten, lost my temper, and went back to four, i know sometimes it's hard to realize i'm the man that you need, i had a dream we branched out started a family tree.”
06. own it by drake. “next time we fuck, i don't want to fuck, i want to make love, next time we talk, i don't want to just talk, i want to trust, next time I stand tall I want to be standing for you.”
07. thinkin bout you by frank ocean. “yes, of course i remember, how could I forget? how you feel? and though you were my first time, a new feel, it won't ever get old, not in my soul, not in my spirit, keep it alive.”
08. come and see me by partynextdoor, drake. “i'll admit i'm sorry when i feel i'm truly sorry, things change, people change, feelings change too, never thought the circumstances woulda changed you.”
3 / 31 / 19 ━ a playlist for your character’s best friend. ( squad )
01. ni**as in paris by jay z, kanye west.
02. look at me now by chris brown, lil wayne, busta rhymes.
03. rack city by tyga.
04. swimming pools (drank) by kendrick lamar.
05. gold digger by kanye west, jamie foxx.
06. v.3005 by childish gambino.
07. the motto by drake, lil wayne.
08. bedrock by young money, lloyd.
4 / 01 / 19 ━ road trip playlist
01. hey jude by the beatles.
02. mr. jones by counting crows.
03. wonderwall by oasis.
04. hurricane by bob dylan.
05. mr. brightside by the killers.
06. scar tissue by the red hot chili peppers.
07. all star by smashmouth.
08. stacy’s mom by fountains of wayne.
4 / 02 / 19 ━ three songs that make your character cry… every. single. time.
01. acid rain by chance the rapper. “my big homie died young; just turned older than him, i seen it happen, i seen it happen, i see it always, he still be screaming, i see his demons in empty hallways, i trip to make the fall shorter.”
02. perkys calling by future. “Iineed better thoughts, i need better vibes, focus on the top and let my ***** slide, i need more advice and ain't got no time, hustlin' do it right, feel like i waited a life time.”
03. u by kendrick lamar. “you shoulda filled that black revolver blast a long time ago, and if those mirrors could talk it would say "you gotta go", and if i told your secrets, the world'll know money can't stop a suicidal weakness.”
4 / 03 / 19 ━ free day, we just wanna see you be creative. ( throwbacks )
01. ambitonz az a ridah by 2pac.
02. gin and juice by snoop dog, daz dillinger
03. all falls down by kanye west, syleena johnston.
04. mrs. officer by lil wayne, bobby v, kidd kidd.
05. i’m n luv (wit a stripper) by t-pain, mike jones.
06. ms. jackson by outkast.
07. smack that by akon, eminem.
08. laffy taffy by d4l.
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Red Hood And The Outlaws : Loyalty (Chapter 2)
[Read the Chapter on AO3]
[ Chapter 1 ]
Chapter 2: Track Me If You Dare
“ What do you mean ‘someone burnt the cargo’?” Black mask yelled
“ The wagon arrived in flames.”
“ Didn’t I pay men to keep it safe?”
“ They’re dead, sir”
Jason tried to hide his smile but inside he was gloating. At least, someone had the guts to put a spoke in Black Mask’s wheels. He was just disappointed that it hadn’t been him but he knew his time would come.
“ I don’t care if they’re dead. Do you have any idea of how much this shipment cost?”
“ I suppose …”
“ Millions of dollars” He slammed his fist on the dining table “ It cost millions of dollars”
“ I’m sorry sir”
“ Get out before you join those incapable bastards”
The man obeyed and hasted his path trembling, knowing that his boss was pretty serious when it came to threats.
“ Looks like you have a bit of a problem” Jason said dabbing his mouth with his napkin
“ You think?” Black mask screamed throwing his fork violently on the table, which eventually landed on the floor with a clinging noise. “I want the head of the son of a bitch who did this on a silver platter and I want it now”
“ You should be careful. You don’t know what you are facing. Judging by the casualties, this is clearly not Batman but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be worried”
“ I don’t care who it is. The bastard’s dead already”
“ You have a plan? Already called some nasty mercenaries?”
“ Oh I have one in mind”
Jason stopped chewing when he felt Black Mask’s evil eyes on him.
“ I’m no mercenary” Jason declared
“ But you work for me. And we both know that you’re the man for the job”
“ No offense but I think I could have appreciated the compliment if it had been from someone else”
“ You’re fearless. It’s good. But what happened last night can’t happen again. I have a new cargo arriving in two days, much bigger, much more expensive and much more important. No way a damn vigilante - or whatever it is - sabotages this.”
“ I’ll go inspect the train, but I won’t kill anyone. Not if they don’t deserve it”
“ I like a man who follows his moral code. It shows character. But I like better the smell of my enemies’ burning flesh.”
He loved burning flesh, right? Then he would have enjoyed seeing this massacre. Bodies burned to ashes and limbs not even attached to their respective bodies anymore were scattered across the wagon while the thick wooden floor was stained with dry blood and the air reeked of charred flesh and smoke.
Walking with precaution, Jason looked at the place with certain disgust. Whoever had done this was definitely a bloodthirsty, merciless and aggressive killer. Those men had been butchered and judging by the different stretches of dry blood around the bodies the murderer had taken its time to kill.
“You actually enjoyed it, didn’t you?” Jason whispered
But something called Jason to mind: the cutting marks on the bodies. Though the corpses were severely burnt, the cut weren’t precise or linear which made him realise that no type of blades had been used. On the contrary, the bodies had been turned to pieces like a lion would have killed an antelope: throat slitting and damaged limbs to prevent escaping.
“Claw marks and bites” Jason frowned his eyes “What kind of sheep was this train transporting?” he joked
But the joke was momentary as Jason spotted strange prints near the windows. They were paws prints, huge, bigger that his hand, tracing a precise trail towards the window. But what was stranger was that those prints were leading to other prints, human foot prints … No they actually turned into human footprints
“ Shapeshifter?”
He only knew three persons in this world able to transform into animals. One of them was Beast Boy but never would he go on a rampage like this and kill a dozen of men in cold blood. It was not the Teen Titans way. It was not their way of bringing justice. The other two however, Cheetah and Bronze Tiger, were more likely to do so. But the prints were canine-like not feline judging by the two lobes at the rear of the heel pad and the very distinct claw marks, which made Cheetah and Bronze Tiger out of the suspect list and Jason realised he had no clue on who could have done this. Only the small size of the human feet let him think it was a woman. But he wasn’t willing to do a Cinderella chase in Gotham City. However, perhaps someone had heard about her.
He ceased his phone and looked for Bruce’s number in his contacts but once his finger on the calling button he changed his mind. No he could handle it without the bat just as he had handled everything else before. Was it pride? Probably but he knew deep down that he had all the qualifications to manage a Shapeshifter. It wouldn’t be his first fight against one … if there would be a fight. After all, those bastards may have deserved what happened to them... No, Black Mask deserved it.
However that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t look after this … vigilante? Was that the right word? No certainly not. But whatever this Shapeshifter was, he would go after it to find out.
Jason’s phone rang. He answered, rolling his eyes at the sight of the name on the screen.
“ So have you found the bastard yet?” Black Mask’s stiff angry voice demanded
“ Not yet. But it appears you’re dealing with a Shapeshifter – some kind of canine - and judging by this carnage, she is not in the mood to let you get away with your business”
“ And I won’t let him get away with his life. Find him!”
“ I said ‘she’” he insisted pissed by the fact that he had barely paid attention to what he had said
“ So this bitch is as good as dead and I’ll have her head above my chimney”
“ So you want me to bring you her head? Must tell you right now. I’m not into beheading people”
“ Don’t worry. I’ll collect it myself. Find her. Bring her to me so that I can make her suffer before I slash her head off. I’ve always wanted a wolf’s head in my smocking room. What a nice trophy it would be”
Jason hung up without adding anything. Black Mask’s mantra had a nose to piss him off even more than Bruce’s. Hopefully his infiltration in Black Mask’s business won’t last long and he will eventually go back to his old good life of now lonely outlaw.
He got out of the train by the window that had been used by the Shapeshifter to escape. Perhaps he would find something. The wagon was scratched. Long claw marks had scraped the metal grey body, which let Jason guess that she had jumped from the train as it was still moving. Suicidal for any human being but for someone able to turn into an animal not so much apparently.
But then, something caught Jason’s attention. A plastic bag was stuck in a rear wheel. Jason frowned and kneeled by the wheel. He removed the bag with precaution and stared at it. Residues of a white thick powder were stuck to it. He touched it, felt it between his finger and then smelt it. It smell like chemical and gasoline but apart from that it was almost odourless. But it was enough for Jason to get was it was. After all, he knew that shit all too well.
Gotham City – 15 years ago
Jason was painting on the damaged glass coffee table in the tiny living room of the degraded apartment he was living in with his mother, Katherine Todd. The TV was on. On the screen, his mum favourite telenovela about rich Colombian families encountering many problems, a Hispanic version of the Young and the Restless somehow.
Jason had put it on knowing that his mother would be happy to see it once she would step a foot in the apartment after a hard day at work. But what little innocent Jason didn’t know at that time was that his mother was not passing her day at work anymore but in the Narrows with drug dealers, leaving him all day alone with for only company a television, few old books and a palette composed of primary colours that had blended with time. His dog, his only friend and comfort in his poor miserable life, had disappeared few months ago. His mum had told him he had run away to find a mate but deep down he felt it as a lie.
Jason heard suddenly the key turning in the keyhole. His face illuminated itself. His mother was back. He got up, ceased the tiny painting he was doing on a piece of paper he had torn away from an unused telephone book and came to welcome his mother with a bright smile.
“Mom! Look what I’ve painted. It’s for you”
She barely looked at it or paid much attention to her own son. Jason’s smile faded as his mother went to slump in the sofa whose springs squeaked under the weight of her light body. He grabbed her arm with his free small hand, shaking her. She gritted her teeth in pain and Jason immediately removed his hand. Her arms were covered in bruises.
“Did you hurt yourself mommy?” he asked worried
“ I’m fine” she said patting his dark head as she sat straight on the couch
She searched for something in her handbag. Jason stared at her still holding his painting in his hand. She put out a tiny bag full of something that looked like baking soda to him.
“Are we going to bake mommy?”
“No” She said before spreading the content of the bag on the table.
She drew a line with the powder and then took the paper Jason had in his hand before rolling it between her fingers. She put it in her nose and snorted the powder in one go before lying back on the couch, her eyes closed. The paper flew from her hand and Jason took it back, heartbroken. He unfolded it and looked at the not yet dried painting covered with this weird white powder with tears in his eyes.
This hadn’t been his first heartbreak, and it hadn’t been the last.
#red hood#Red Hood And The Outlaws#rhato#rhato rebirth#Jason Todd#Artemis#bizarro#jason todd x original female character
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Concert Tickets
concert au based off an old gruvia prompt i wrote MANY MANY YEARS AGO LMAO, the erwin part partly based off of TheHeroineIsMe’s ff Honey and Stone. read it here! anyways, enjoy lolol
The fact that Petra Ral had started as a loyal fangirl didn’t mean being swept away in the bustling crowd of obnoxious other fangirls didn’t make the band leader notice her through the mass of people circling around them. When the handsome blonde man with piercing, diamond tinted eyes and perfectly broad shoulders glanced over her way, she’d screamed. Ever so hardly that she could pass out. And when he’d call her by the strawberry blonde shade of her hair accompanied by a charming smile, she’d died. “Honey coloured hair, get on the stage!” Was all it took for her to pace back and forth from her reality and have the fangirls around her glare into her bones, envy taking over them.
She had struggled pushing herself through the radius, but the pride in her never ceased. She was bound to be up o stage with the band she’d grown obsessed with, having her favourite member of the band call her out. Petra could die any second by then. Amber coloured eyes sparkled as she bit her lips in, restraining the urge to scream and collapse. It just had to be one of those happiest days of her life, and when Erwin Smith snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her close, it became the happiest. Screams and cheers had been delivered from the crowd, mixed with cries of jealousy and just plain cheers. Really, some of these people just cheer at every single damn thing a band member does whilst they’re up on stage. Petra lifted a hand lowly before her shoulder and slightly waved when she’d spotted Erd, proudly smiling at her along with Gunter; and just a tad grumbled Auruo. It was either because of the displeasing sight (to him, of course) of Petra and the blonde band leader, or he had just bitten his tongue again. Maybe even both.
But Petra drew her attention away from the three of her friends as she realised where she was, again; on the holy stage with the godly band she’d been addicted to, with her favourite member’s hand hooked around her waist on a blessed Saturday night. And not in her dimmed, soft blue painted room, in front of her three years old Macbook Air and fangirling like an idiot. Those people she’d squeal to every night from behind the screen of her laptop were there with her, on the stage. “So, who brought you here tonight, honey?” Petra had internally squealed, but a wave of disappointment had slapped against her heart when she’d realised it was for the specific colour of her hair, and not the lovey-dovey nickname lovers would exchange. There was this thing about the remarkable colour of her hair that stands out so, so often in ways people couldn’t think possible - resulting amazing effects or just brutally opposing ones. And in this case, it’s the latter. She wouldn’t - couldn’t ever take the nickname ‘honey’ seriously anymore after the realisation.
“M-My friends. Erd, Auruo and Gunter.” She responded. The little compliments by the other members became inaudible muffled noises to her when Erwin began speaking into his microphone again. “What are you doing next Saturday?” He smiled. She died, for the millionth time that night.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.
"Classes.” Was all she’d said. No lies hid behind the statement, but she’d score her way out of the damned paperworks if there were to be another concert held again in the little town.
The members on the stage laughed, Hanji’s being the loudest and the most obnoxious one yet; followed by the sea of people depraved by the stage. Boy, was Petra embarrassed. The veins on her neck grew red to the roots of her face, until she felt it bursting into fifty different directions that no one would be laughing anymore. What she hadn’t noticed was the bassist, on the other hand, a thin brow raised at the strawberry blondie. Unlike everyone else, he was amused; on how most girls that had the chance on going up on stage would literally squeal and tackle the members that they’d cry for the bodyguards, but this chick right here was completely calm, trailing and claiming that she’ll be in about campus next Saturday. Interesting.
“Well, skip it, honey - cause’ you’ve just won yourself a ticket to Wings of Freedom this Saturday!” Erwin spoke, cheers hung in the air again, louder and louder to the point Petra couldn’t register it into her earlobes anymore.
It’s all thanks to Erd that they’ve had gotten backstage passes, at the very last minute even. The strawberry blonde was still squealing no matter how many hours it had passed, and the only thing that had succeeded in shutting her up was when the call to the backstage had approved. She’d shrink in nervousness but gallop in excitement at the same time. Then there she was, finally seeing Erwin with her own pair of eyes, admiring him as if he was the only thing by then. He’d charmingly smile in return, towering over her and complimenting how sweet she was. It wasn’t until Erwin had asked, “What’s your name, honey?”
Petra slowly gaped her mouth open to utter the stone defined, Greece originated name of hers - until the deafening beeping of her phone interrupted those words that hadn’t even made it’s way out yet. In the speed of a heartbeat she’d fish her phone out, convincing Erwin it’ll be ‘just a second, yeah’ and ended up entirely shocked. She’d forget real life too much for the past hours of her day, that she hadn’t even realised it was twelve. That’s when nervousness took over her anatomy, she couldn’t move at all.
“Goddamn, Nifa, let me go to this one; please?” Petra begged the mistress of their house, little jumps by her feet as she inflicted impatience herself.
“I’m telling you, dear.” Nifa started. “I’m content with it, but it is not my position to let you leave the manor without your father’s approval.”
Petra rubbed her temples, frustrated. She knew she should’ve pleaded this sooner. “My father would never let me wander off to concerts, and you know that well. I’m only asking you to shush about it, for the literal sake of Pete!”
The middle aged woman huffed a sigh before leaning her waist against the counter of the newly wiped counter. “..I won’t be going against differ now, since you won’t even listen. But if you’re too willing.. Just get back here before 12. Or at least that’s the approximate time your father would come home on Fridays.”
“You’re seriously the best person ever. God bless you.” She’d smile uncontrollably whilst hugging the older woman for a split second before dashing out the door and running like a bitch on her last day on Earth.
Petra snapped. Without even realising, she’d half-screamed, making each pair of eyes dart towards her. “Fuck! It’s 12!”
She’d sprinted her way out of the backstage, a part of her guilty of leaving the place. Why did she need to be rushed on the day she’d been waiting for for so long? Moreover the day she didn’t even know would exist in this petty life of hers? Despite the sudden hurry, disappointment filled her lungs till’ she could hear the sound of her heart breaking. Not literally enough, but still. Tears filled by her eyes. She didn’t want to leave. And she didn’t even have the chance to claim the free ticket she’d been offered earlier on stage. Now, there’ll be no way in hell would she have the chance to see them again.
Knowing her father and how pissed out he’d be, in spiting the fact that she’d gone to a concert without his permission, slightly trespassing the A.M when even her curfew was at ten, she’ll be experiencing hell.
Petra felt a presence running after her, slowly catching up. But the chick wasn’t the high school’s top runner for nothing. She’d sprint down the pavement that the presence had lost sight of her as she fades away into the dark, foggy night. She’d spotted Gunter’s black Toyota parked by the side of the road and how the three dorks had fallen asleep when she’d reclaim backstage. Mercilessly, Petra pulled open the door of the passenger seat and slammed it close, startling the three of them awake as she yelled, “DRIVE!”
The presence stood there, heaving a pant. “..Where the hell?” He hadn’t even had the chance to ask for her name. Suddenly, he felt a hand lowered on his shoulder.
He turned around and met none other than his band mate, Levi - also known as the bassist. The shorter man raised a brow. “Is this Cinderella on purpose? Because I’ve..”
The next day had been depressing. At least she hadn’t gone through the inferno she’d been expecting throughout the pass-the-speed-limit drive from downtown back to her house. Turns out it was a Saturday where her father wouldn’t be home until 2, dumbass Nifa had mistaken the calendar again. But, that still didn’t change the fact that she won’t ever get the chance to show up next Saturday again, not ever. She couldn’t face Nifa in the eye anymore on that very Sunday morning, having mixed feelings about the maid over a silly little accident. If it wasn’t for her convincing, though, Petra wouldn’t have showed up feeling safe at the concert; heck, she doesn’t even know wether she’d show up if Nifa didn’t tell her to at least be back by 12. But the maid still messed up her destiny. Or not.
Pissed off, she’d left earlier than usual to her part-time shift in Coffee Beans somewhere not far from town. She’d driven her father’s old white Ford with Arctic Monkeys blasting through the radio, definitely not in the mood for Wings of Freedom tracks that would only remind her of the day before, making her go through a mental breakdown of tears disposal once again.
Shift had gone pretty well; bells chiming as customers exchange their ways in and out, muffled conversations that Petra just couldn’t give two shits about, clinking forks and laughs ringing her ears. The only thing that had kept her interested and awake by then was the amazing aroma of coffee beans and cinnamon buns hung in the air. That was, until, a short figure made it’s way into the café.
It approached the cashier and only then Petra could scan who it was. And instead of the regulars she’d expect showing up strangely and greet later on.. It was none other than the Levi Ackerman of Wings of Freedom.
She’d had her own world to fangirl by then, since none in the café had realised the appearance of this hot bassist, as they busy themselves into their stupid little conversations and totally miss the artist’s show up. Unplanned, winter grey eyes locked with Petra’s amber coloured orbs for a second that felt like a year - and Petra could witness Levi’s eyes widen for a split second before completely calming back to his own dull-but-somehow-still-sexy-as-hell eyes. She hadn’t even gotten ready to expect it coming out of his mouth. “Oh, it’s honey from last night’s concert. What a coincidence.”
Petra eyed Levi from top to bottom; he’d dressed casually, a plain black hoodie and tight grey jeans donning his legs, a pair of washed out sneakers and a torn bag hanging by his shoulders. No one in the streets could tell it was him unless they’d scan his face for a minute. Pretty impressive. “..!” Petra had internally freaked out and mentally fell off of the high stool she’d been sitting on as she realised how Levi had remembered her.
“Jeez, calm down.” Levi rolled his eyes, nearing the counter and Petra felt herself blushing all over again. Though the somewhat rude sight of Levi didn’t surprise her, the fandom knew well enough of his behaviours. He’d glanced over her name tag stuck onto her emerald coloured apron before looking her right in the eye, the corners of his lips smirking. “Guess the question’s answered now, huh, Petra,”
She internally screamed again. He had been listening to hers and Erwin’s conversation from last night. Truth be told, Levi Ackerman had never drift his gaze away from the strawberry blonde since the second she’d set foot onto the stage.
The smirk faded off. “You weren’t mute yesterday for all I’d know. Get me an iced coffee.” Levi scoffed, fishing his wallet out and flicking dollars from it. He passed the cash over to Petra (who was still sitting there looking high as fuck and questioning her own existence), whom had only noticed a concert ticket was stiff - handed together by Levi, along with the dollars he’d shallowed. Petra wanted to scream physically. ..Did he seriously save this for me? Hadn’t even been two complete minutes since Levi had walked into the café, and Petra was already on the verge of her seat.
“..You saved this?” Petra had finally uttered the word that had longed to be out. Slowly, she’d even forgotten he was one of the stars in her addictive fandom-ed band. Last night’s nervousness and excitement was still all over her, but somehow she’d feel a little calmer by that very second just being in front of the bassist of the band. Okay, maybe a lot calmer.
He didn’t respond for one second and immediately darted his eyes away. “..Tch, Thought I’d keep this for my stupid neighbour who’s a fan. Honestly didn’t expect to see exist in my life t’day. But yeah, you would’ve gotten one if you didn’t run off yesterday.”
She felt embarrassed over and over again. Slightly shaking her head, also thanking and insisting him to lend the ticket to his neighbour although she didn’t really mean handing it back, just a common gratitude. And when she knew it, it’s her turn to explain.
“I’ve.. kinda.. trespassed my curfew. My father would go ape shit every time I do it. I haven’t been more disappointed in my life, though, just skipping the backstage hour..”
Levi let out a low chuckle. “Eh, I see. Guess you’d still have your chance to show up next week, but don’t pull off a Cinderella and sprint down the pavement again.”
Petra softly laughed, and for an unverified reason, the nervousness in her lungs shrunk away to god knows where. Just talking to someone - Levi Ackerman the bassist, specifically - and having a casual conversation felt so great. “Yikes. I won’t do it again,” She continued laughing.
“I’ve still been wondering, though.” Levi suddenly spoke.
Petra stopped laughing and stared at him, an eyebrow raised. This time, curiosity ran through her guts. If it’s my name you’ve been wondering about, I’m pretty damn sure you’ve said it about a minute ago. “Mhm?”
Levi pulled a plastic from his backpack, the strawberry blonde cashier growing more and more curious as he zip the backpack again. And when Petra traced over the outline of the object wrapped in the white plastic bag, her face flushed deep red as she remembered something she’d thought she’d forgotten.
The raven haired man started. “Just who the hell wears glass slippers to a concert?”
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